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[pyeperi]

tae icons! (HappyTaeDay) 🥳

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[jimintteok]

ㅡ sugar candy, tae🍭🍬

[bts-locks]

Taehyung ❭ lockscreens; ♡

don't repost / não reposte.

like or reblog if you save / dê like ou reblog se salvar.

[ggukpathetic]

[[.░░░ ➫ taehy messy layouts !!

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[smilelikeanidiot]

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[huggyheart]

[vnbifolio]

꒷꒦ anti social social club (taehyung manip) ; edit por bea @vnbifolio e tata @yoonglebaby

› feito por bea e tata, [11/05/21]

então eram sete da noite de uma segunda-feira quando beatriz aparece toda recatada e do lar na porta de tata carregando com ela uma manip não finalizada do taehy... e então a mágica aconteceu, ksoskksks. nossa gente, eu tô surtando muuuuuito com essa collab, pq tipo, tata é minha ícone desde que o mundo foi formado, e ela aceitou quando eu pedi, e desde ontem a noite é berro em cima de berro por causa disso, e como vocês puderam ver, tudo que tata toca fica linfo e perfeito, inclusive a carreta emo furacótica do taerã KSKSKKSKSKSKS espero que vcs amem isso tanto quanto eu e ela amamos 🌷🌷🌹🤧🤧

((aluas, tata e eu samos soulmates))

[jungshookz]

roomie tae edits the Wikipedia page when he’s losing an argument (and y/n knows because she googled it just before the topic was brought up so she knows that he’s a stinky fibber

you... don’t know if you’ve ever been this frustrated with taehyung before. 

for the record, you guys very rarely get into heated arguments but apparently the two of you are in the mood to fight each other today because for the last twenty minutes it’s been- 

“it hurts me, you know? it hurts me to tell you how wrong you are because of how much i love you-” taehyung places his hand over his heart, “but i truly cannot believe you think you’re right!”

“i know i’m right, taehyung!” you exasperate before running your hand through your hair frustratedly, “god, it’s like you’re not even listening to me-” 

“i am listening to you and i’m trying to tell you that you’re soRELY mistaken but- if anything, you’re the one who isn’t listening-!”

“for christ’s sakes, kim taehy- THE NAME OF THE VACUUM CLEANER FROM THE TELETUBBIES IS NOO-NOO!” you slam both your hands down on the living room table and taehyung immediately throws both his hands up into the air before letting out a scoff

“its name is noot-noot, and you know it.” he responds calmly and looks off to the side

god 

he can’t even look at you right now  

disgraceful! 

“what kind of a name is noot-noot?!" you laugh in disbelief, “noot-noot is the sound that pingu makes- you’ve obviously mixed them up-” 

“no, no! i did nothing of the sort!” taehyung gets up from his seat, the legs of the chairs screeching against the floor obnoxiously, “noo-noo is the sound that pingu makes, noot-noot is the name of the teletubbies vacuum cleaner-!”

“on a scale from 1-10 how confident are you in your answer?” your cross your arms and taehyung quickly pulls his phone out from his back pocket

“oh, sweet baby-” he smirks, maintaining eye contact with you as he blindly types into the search engine, “it’s like you don’t even know me.”

...

...

...

taehyung’s eyes flicker for a brief second 

hm 

interesting

“...what are you doing?” your eyes narrow in suspicion when taehyung suddenly starts to type again, “what are you typing?” 

“i’m just-” taehyung clears his throat as his fingers pick up the pace, “just... taking care of... something... real... quick...”

“you know what, i’m just going to- i’ll google it! and then you’ll see that i’m right and you’re wrong.” you wave your phone in your hand before unlocking it 

you seriously cannot believe taehyung thinks the vacuum cleaner’s name is noot-noot

noot-noot is from pingu! 

you can’t believe you’re in a relationship with someone who doesn’t know these basic facts

“see, here we go! his name is naughty n-” you pause and frown, “...noot-noop?”

“ha, in your face!” taehyung slams his phone down on the table before freezing, “wait, did you just say noot-noop?”

he picks his phone back up 

oh 

whoops

maybe he’s not as good as blind texting as he thought he was 

[silnyv]

kim taehy edit

stay home babys 💜 stay safe

[tkwithluv]

oi amorzinho, queria dizer que amo suas edits de coração, elas são perfeitas ♡ também queria fazer um pedido: poderia fazer packs dos taekook no muster? Icons Taehyung + Headers Jungkook, ou vice-versa ♡ (Eu não lembro bem qual dia foi, mas era onde o taehy estava com blusa branca e manga listrada)

ah muito obrigada mo, isso me deixa feliz ♡ postados, se quiser mais só pedir! 

[imoutofinfires]

Please Love Me~Kim Taehyung{Soulmate au} {Part 2}

Part 1 | Part 3

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Hi! I hope you enjoy it and don't puke:)

By the way, this isn't edited by me.Credits to whoever made it.I along with everyone were snatched 🖖

*KIM TAEHYUNG POV *

He listened to music as he walked to school. It was a new neighbourhood for him and with that a new school. Fear had been creeping and crawling through his entire mind but if there is one thing that Taehyung could do is conceal how he felt. He had the ability to make a person that he’d hate , feel like they were the closest to him , without trying. He considered it a positive trait , but the worst came when he without meaning to becomes cold to the person he considers the closest.

He halted in front of the school. It seemed to be that he was quite early. He thought of sitting on a bench to gather his thoughts a little and maybe practice an introduction or two, but he was surprised to see a person sitting on a bench alone, writing  something in a notebook. Maybe it would be a good time to make a friend, he thought, but as he walked to you , you looked up to him and before he could say  anything a sudden  burning hit his throat. He ran away with tears threatening to pour out of his eyes and a scream squished down his throat ,to an empty corner and touched at the burning part. As he touched his throat now , he didn’t feel anything. It was a sort of pain , he had never felt before .He wasn’t stupid , he knew what it could be but it wasn’t possible. That thing hasn’t been seen by people in centuries. Plus the two of you had just met , and haven’t even talked. How could it be possible? He pushed his thoughts to the back of his mind.But couldnt help be curious.He walked back to same bench that you sat on.Now there were a lot more people walking around.But unlike earlier , you were more jumpy , lifting your head repetitively at the front gate as if waiting for someone.Before he could open his mouth to talk to you , you were already leaping and got up to walk towards school. It seemed to him that you probably had a boyfriend.But still there was a curiosity to know you better.The next class he had was Soulmate 101. It used to be this boring class that they had because apparently things like that actually exist, and why does it not now ? Because people got dumber and fell in love with people they weren’t  supposed to.That was the main logic behind it. But as he walked in he couldn’t help but be a little jittery. He felt something this morning that he’d heard of but didn’t want to believe any of it. But the worst part didn’t come yet .No , it came when you walked into class and took the only spot left in front of him.He had never before been so aware of the things surrounding him.His focus solely focusing on the words of the teacher , because after all.this could be a life or death situation from him. The teachers words pronounced ,”Class I hope you are all aware how soulmates or one true love is found.Its said when love is found, pain can be the most evident feeling.Being in pain when in love doesn’t mean unhappiness but care.And caring , is a nightmare in disguise.Care makes you think about a person.Care makes you trust and expect it.And expectations are always broken.So that’s why when you truly love someone , even if you just met them, which is rare, the pain hits you because your expectations of love will be broken, but none the less , you turn the other cheek and continue to love, wholeheartedly.”The words rang in my ears.No it probably had to be in something he ate this morning.Its rare.How can a person fall deeply in love with someone without knowing them.Its impossible.

The rest of the day was a blur.He walked from place to another , feeling doomed. How long could he deny it for anyway.If it was happening, it wasn’t like he could stop it.He went to school the next day and avoided seeing you at all costs.To be honest , he was scared of what would happen if you talked to him.What  if it was in front of a lot of people and he felt the pain again and couldn’t stop the tears and the screams , it would be so embarrassing for you. The next class was the most feared one. He walked into class , sat on a spot and you were late again but this time slightly flushed and trying hard not to smile. He felt a little leap in his heart as he saw you and a little jealous of whoever was it that made you feel so happy. He had noticed always how unhappy you seemed.It wasn’t like it was evident in your face but he could somehow make out the subtle moments where you seemed to be on the verge of crying while writing something down. It did make him want to talk to you but the fear had gotten the best of him.He didn’t realize when class began and the only reason he fell out of his thoughts were because now you were facing him.Looking him straight in the eye , he saw you perfectly for the first time.Your eyes holding a sort of fire, not the obvious kind that was short tempered but the one that was waiting to explode.In fact , all your emotions seemed to be so bottled up.It felt suffocating for him to look at but it seemed like you hid everything well.The kind to lie all the time but still feel bad about doing so.The type to want to say what they wanted but still wasn’t ever sure of themselves. The kind to want to just be held tight. He was feeling so many emotions that he felt were yours.It was magical yet haunting. “Hi.Could you stop doing that.Its a tad bit annoying.” , you said and turned around.He felt it.His heart  stop for a split second.As he put his head down and closed his eyes , expecting the pain to waltz in, it was just pure ecstasy. Never in his life was he so happy to hear someone’s voice. Never did he feel like he was missing that sweetness in his life as he felt it now.”Class , also I want you to keep in mid as this can appear in your tests. When soulmates , interact for the first time , contrary to the first meet, all they feel is happiness.And that is because, love wins all.” , the teacher said .Yes , yes it does. He was in love.Deeply, devastatingly in love with you.

[love-lalin]

roadtrip – kim taehyung au (m)

a/n: first time publishing a fic here on tumblr, advanced apologies if it doesn’t satisfy you. + the photo above is my edit. ☺︎

lowercase intended.

genre: fluff + smut (dom! taehyung) — 90’s au

word count: 2.4k

taehyung was adventurous. he always wanted to bring you to places he knew you’d find amusing. he introduced you to art. he taught you art wasn’t just paintings or songs or poems—it was in any form possible; you.

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first destination: museum

could be any; as long as she smiles.

he writes it down the back of the map, following with a huge circle indicating a museum at the front. “as long as i smile?” i ask.

“yeah,” he smiles, “your smile is the reason for mine.” i squinch at him.

“what?” he asks, giving off his boxed smile again. “it isn’t my fault you’re that special to me,”

“it’s my fault then?” i ask.

“maybe,” he chuckles. “you’re the rose i’d do everything to keep red and fresh.”

“sweet, taehyung.”

“that’s me!” he playfully declares, pointing at himself. “but only to my girl of course.”

“hmm,” i chuckle. i kiss his cheek. “i love you.”

“i love you too.” he looks into my eyes, placing a chaste kiss on my lips.

destination 1 : art museum

“we’re here baby,” he wakes me up, poking my cheeks. “you’re so squishy, wake up! i might go crazy.”

“hmph,” i pout.

“come on, baby girl. we’re here now. the parking has a time limit,”

“alright,” i finally stretch and hop off the car.

“i still can’t take my eyes off what you’re wearing babe.”

a sky blue playsuit and white oxford flats with ankle socks. “this? you like it?”

“anything you wear, i like.” he says.

“oh hush, taehyung.” he just chuckles, placing his arms on my shoulders.

we walk past the doors, my eyes widening with the beauty in front of me. even the scent of the museum was fresh and wonderful.

“it’s just like you, sweetheart.” he’d say. gosh, taehyung. i never thought i’d find someone like you.

he and i were friends at first. we were sixteen. and now we’re twenty one, we’d been together ever since. i’m glad father liked him, i thought it’d be a problem. it wasn’t. and that just meant he was for me. destined for one another, my aunt would say. “you two must’ve been the fairytales daisy would read to me,” she says. “she always wanted me to read it for her. over and over. about two lovers that met because they were made to meet.”

“what’re you thinking sweetheart?” taehyung asks me.

“oh, nothing,” i smile. “i just thought of us.”

“was it because of the paintings, or the scent?”

“the scent of our fresh and wonderful love,” i say. he smiles and kisses my cheeks.

“mhm,” he hums.

he holds my hand and shows me the other paintings. “this one’s just like you, love,” he says. it was a girl holding a fresh daisy as she was swinging on a swing set at a playground.

“what, when we were sixteen?” i laugh, “it’s been so long. i miss that.”

“wanna swing again?” he asks. “let us go to a park next then”

“sure,” i reply. i swung my arms on his torso, hugging him. “you’re such a cuddly bear.”

“look, it’s you right now,” he points to another painting. a girl hugging a teddy bear in a picnic setting.

“oh, come on.” i chuckle, “are these all me?”

he shrugs. i look closer to the bottom of the painting, k.t.h — babygirl.

“kim taehyung! i can’t believe—“

“shhh, be quiet, they might get annoyed.” he laughs. “you’re so noisy when you’re shocked.”

“because i’m shocked!” i whisper. he places his finger on my lips. “taehyung, i never knew you’d paint me and then submit your artwork. and for it to be publiciz-“

“yes baby, i know, i did it for you. look at your blushed cheeks. so cute.”

“how about the swing?” i asked. he shook his head. “must be someone else’s, but it does look like you.”

i chuckle. “hm, come on let's check the others!”

—

“that was a huge museum, i’m tired, tae,” i yawn.

“but that’s just the first..” he pouts, starting the car.

“how many did you plan?”

“as much as you can take,” he grins, popping a candy into his mouth.

i place my head on his shoulder. “how many?” i whine.

“four, five.”

“goodness,” i sigh. “but thank you for the burger and fries, i got really full. it was delicious.”

“anything for my baby girl,” his baritone voice was just so captivating. i look up at him.

“what time is it?”

“it’s seven fourty six,” he replies. “around two hours for us to get to a motel. it’s quite far, the other one got demolished.”

“ohh..” i whisper, eyes closing to drift off to sleep.

—

22:06 pm

kisses on my neck woke me up.

“taehyung,” i whisper, “what.. why are you kissing me there..?”

“sorry, baby. i couldn’t take it. you and that face of yours while you sleep, it’s just.. you’re so fucking exquisite,” my eyes widen. he was panting.

“let’s go now,” i laugh. he grabs the polaroid and our bag of clothes.

“shocked?” he smirks. “i love you,”

i say the same.

he was acting strange.. he was such a bear and now he’s—

“penny for your thoughts baby?”

“oh-uh, n-nothing i just thought of something,” he chuckled. he knew what he was doing.

“your stutters are so adorable,” he says. he checks us in the motel for the night.

he holds my hand and i follow him. “you’re quiet, tae..” i whisper.

“because it’s nighttime,” he says looking back at me. “and people are sleeping.”

i just nod faintly. we finally arrive at our room and he opens the door. “make yourself comfortable, babygirl. i’ll just use the bathroom,” he says hurriedly. he closes the door and then rushes to the bathroom. i didn’t even get to reply—it was like something was bothering him.

i walk to the bed and slump my body, my stomach facing the bedsheets. i heave a sigh, today was a long day of walking.

i close my eyes to relax, but i end up falling asleep once again.

i wake up a few minutes later. “i only slept for ten minutes?..” i whisper to myself as i looked at the clock by the night stand. the bed was wonderfully soft though, it was beside the window too. it was so nice seeing the night sky above me. i sit right beside the window, opening it. i place my arms outside and my knees kneeling on the soft duvet.

“fuck,” i hear taehyung say. “why are you in that position? with your ass bent over like that?” he says as he places the bags below our bed and the polaroid at the nightstand.

“s-sorry, i-“

“damn,” he groans, placing his hand on his forehead, closing his eyes. he then ran his hands over his hair, messing his usual coconut look.

his middle parting showed, showing his forehead and stressed eyebrows.

“sit back down, baby girl.” he commands. i do so. “you’re so irresistable, shit,”  

my heart was thumping. could he hear..? it felt so..i feel like it’s going to be loud.

“can-can i?” he asks me. i thought for a short time.. and nodded. he was so stressed out, it was like..

“you’re all i need right now, fuck,” he groans. he lifted his red turtleneck off and his body was displayed right before me.

“art,” i muttered.

“can i unbutton your playsuit?” i nod once again.

“damn,” he says again. he was slowly unbuttoning them as he looks at me. he held my waist and sat me up to gently pull the top off. now for the bottom.. he smirks at me and pushes me down the bed, pulling the bottom part off of me, leaving me in my undergarments. i look up at him, with my cheeks probably very flushed by now. he takes off my oxfords but leaves my socks on. “baby, you look so cute, fuck,” him hovering over me is so—i don’t know what to say.. it’s just, it’s so hot i—“look at me baby,” he says, kissing my collarbone.

“watch me mark you—mine.” he kisses below my collar bone now, then lower. he took my bra off of me and took my breasts in his hands and kneaded it, and his lips kissed my right. he licked and sucked, making me whimper. “t-taehy-hyung..”

he placed a mark right above my chest, kissing it afterward. “you’re so adorable,” he says. he kisses my lips, licking my bottom lip. i knew what he was asking for. i gladly accept him and we share an intense kiss. he kisses my forehead after. “can i take your underwear off now?” he asks. “yes,” i pant.

he softly places his middle finger in the middle.. pressing the wet spot. “you’re soaking, baby girl.” he pulls the garment off and places his fingers back. “look at this.” he raises his hand and takes his thumb to touch the wet finger. “i-i know, tae, no need to show me..” i say shyly. he just chuckles. “you’re such a cute little flower.”

he then rubs my entrance, causing me to moan. “music to my ears, sweetheart,” i just smile at his remark.

he then slowly enters his finger in, it was so new to me.. all he’s done before was leave marks and kiss me. he’s never entered his fingers in me before, until tonight. “f-fuck, tae—“ he looks at me with quirked eyebrows. “tae?” i cover my mouth. “i think it’s safe to call me sir now.” he did tell me about that kink.

“what does baby girl want?” he asks seductively, his lips right beside my ear. his pants made my hairs rise, it was just so deep, i could feel my flow increase. “getting wetter huh, it’s flowing right out without me touching it.” he says boldly.  he then pumps his finger in and out, soon adding his ring finger. “naughty, naughty girl.” he smirks. i moan at his words and his movements, my eyes closing with the feeling. it was too good, i never knew it felt this—this wonderful, getting touched like this..

he pumps faster, soon squelches were being heard. “f-fuck—sir, please—don’t do it so hard-“ i stutter, he was making me hear how wet i was, i could tell. “no way baby. you gotta hear how wet i made you.” he smirks. he places kisses on my neck once more, making me elicit a moan. he takes his fingers out and licks them. “enough of that,” he says, “flip.” he commands, his hands holding my waist and guiding me to lie down with my face on the pillow. “raise your hips, baby.” i do so. he spanks me once, rubs me, then twice. “for the daisy fresh girl, who’s now as naughty as ever.” i look behind me to find him smirking, as he continues to play with my clit making my legs shiver in delight. “s-sir, i might—i might not take it anymore,” i say. “please, fuck me, sir.” i beg.

he takes his bottoms off, along with his underwear. “my pleasure,” he growls as he places his tip right at my entrance. he counts 3 to 1, slowly entering me and we both moan in delight. “fuck, baby,” he pants, thrusting in and out. “you’re so tight, shit,” i could her our skin slap with his power.

“this sound, from you and me—it’s art, baby girl. me in you, making love. this is art.” i just whimper as a reply, i really didn’t know what to say anymore, he took the words out of my mouth and replaced it with sounds of pleasure.

he grabs the polaroid beside us and turns it on as he fucks me hard. “this is a good memory,” he says. he places his left hand on my hip to balance himself and keep his rhythm, as his right held the polaroid camera. he spanked me once again, “just because i want to,” he giggles. i hear the shutter and he throws the camera beside me. “i’d keep that in my wallet.” he says, lowering his body. he starts biting my ear, making my knees weak, i mean—his thrusts and his hot breath, how could it not?

i could feel myself come near as i contract on his dick. “o-oh shit,” he blurts out, thrusting faster than before. “hah~” he breathes out on my ear. it felt so hot.

“i’m close, baby,” he informs me, his right hand snaking below me to touch my breast. he plays with my nipple, rolling it on the tip of his finger. “you close too?”

“y-yes sir,” i reply. “good girl. you’re being good to me. you deserve a reward.” he pulls out of me, the empty feeling leaving me hanging. “w-why?”

“ride me.” he sits and spreads his thighs, his dick up, touching his stomach. “come on.” i do as he says, sitting on his thigh first, then slowly inching myself in his dick. “o-oh, s-sir.. you feel so good,”

“you too.” he replies, kissing my forehead. “look at me now, baby girl. let me see those beautiful eyes of yours.” he brushes the hair off my face, smiling as our eyes meet. he bites my lip, kissing me passionately. he suddenly thrusts his hips up, his dick sinking deeper into me. i let out a loud moan on his lips, to earn a smirk from him. he does another, then another. “you like that?” he smirks. “i do.”

“come on, ride me like the big girl you are.” he says, leaving it to me. i bounce up and down, and sometimes i roll my hips to get him deeper. i feel my end come—and i do. my juices drip down his dick, his thigh too.

“baby has a lot to offer,” he suddenly says, “you’re really made for me.” i smile down at him.

he rolls us over and fucks me to oblivion, harder and faster than fast, soon coming to his high. “i’m gonna cum at your tummy, sorry baby. i don’t wanna defile you but—“ he groans and pulls out, cumming at me.

“but i don’t think it’s time for us to have kids yet. we have to explore things first.” he winks. he kisses my cheeks, then forehead once more.

he cups my right cheek, looking at my eyes again. “you’re the woman i’ll always, always love, (y/n). i love you.”

“let’s clean you up.” he says, carrying me the bridal style. “i’m tired tae,”

“doesn’t matter. i’ll do it for you.” he kisses my cheek.

i love you, kim taehyung.

[trash-for-everything]

Butterfly (BTSxReader)Pt.2

So I’m posting another part to this story, Just cause. :) I will be continuing it...It’s sorta slow right now just because I don’t want to make chapters too long so I’m sorta splitting this one up, so part 3 should be up pretty soon..Maybe tonight or tomorrow night? I’m not super savvy with Tumblr so I’ll just post my part 1 link if you are interested.

Part 1  Part 2

Anyway enjoyyyyy!

WARNINGS: Cussing and Mentions of Suicide 

The silent night air was now filled with the sound of rocks and gravel crunching at every step you and Taehyung took. The slightest sounds of your breaths and pants could be heard in the mix as well. Not much conversation happened but that was mostly because none of you really knew what to talk about.

“So…sorry to ask this…Maybe this is sorta soon, but um what made you want to…well ya know…jump.” You ask Taehyung.

He sighs and at the end it turns into the slightest chuckle. “I dunno. I guess when you feel lonely…And like you have no where or no one to turn to…You want to just end it all early and die or disappear. I understand that around you're early twenties should be the time where you gain the most knowledge and start to develop your true self… But I just feel like…Like no matter what, everyone just thinks I’m happy and playful all the time. I’m constantly babied. I’m the one guy that brings people’s moods up and is always happy…but I have feelings too. And I have fears and addictions. I feel like everyone doesn’t see that…and understand that I need some cheering up sometimes…the only one who sorta knows me the best is Namjoon.”

“Namjoon? Who is that, like your brother or something?” You ask as both of you approach a fenced off section that has clear implications to not trespass.

He gives another faint laugh, “I mean not by blood…even though sometimes it feels like he is.”

You smile at the sweet thought.

“You’ll probably see him tonight.”He says, casually climbing the fence and jumping to the other side all in mere seconds.

“Not to burst your bubble or anything Taehyung, but this is clearly a no trespassing zone. What are you doing?”You ask.

“Just jump, trust me.”He says.

You give him a look and say, “Whatever, if I get arrested it’s all on you.”

He just shrugs and starts walking off, pretty much forcing you to climb over the gate unless you wanted to be alone…and in the dark…in the middle of who knows where.

So you jump over the gate, just not as fast and clean as Taehyung had done.

When you approach Taehyung, you see the bonfire. You notice that there seems to be videos of people projected on a brick wall. You assumed the wall used to be part of a building, since there were other parts to the wall; Broken and cracked sides and remnants scattered around the rough sandy ground. Just that wall and one other side left as the only part of the building still standing.

“What are those videos Tae?”You ask.

“Those, would be videos Jin takes of us. He sorta just likes to carry a camera around and films videos of us messing around. But he also takes weird videos of nature and up-close videos of insects. Kinda weird…But kinda cool. He’s a film and photo major at our school so I guess his editing and filming skills make sense.” He replies. You just nod to yourself, captivated by the weird videos that looked almost vintage and it was beautiful.

“YAHHHH! WATCH OUT!” Someone calls out from behind you. You look behind you and Taehyung flings you out of the way. You guys watch one man push a shopping cart with another smaller man in it. Both screaming and laughing, all while going at crazy speeds and wobbling down the gravely path to the bonfire.

You laugh, “Who were they?”

“The fool pushing the cart is Hoseok or as we like to call him Hobi, and the smaller kid in the cart would be Jimin.” He replies, a grin spread across his face, “I guess they just got here too.”

You guys then approach the bonfire. The two guys sitting on the table instantly get up to greet Tae.

“Tae, who is she?” A tall, blonde haired man with the most mysterious eyes asks, pointing to you and then bringing his hands into the pockets of his silk jacket.

“That’s Y/n. I-” Taehyung starts, but then gets interrupted by Hobi and Jimin, coming back and patting each other on the shoulders.

“We fucking won! I knew those slow pokes couldn’t catch up.” Jimin says.

“Yea with Grampa Yoongi pushing that cart…Pfft they didn't stand a chance.”Hobi says.

“Oh, man Jungkook is gonna be so pissed to lose.”

“What do they mean by wo-”You start to ask before you get cut off.

Everything seemed to happen all in the blink of an eye. You turned around to hear a yell behind you before a mint haired boy lets go of a cart with another, bigger man in it. The mint haired guy ends up falling on you, causing you and him to roll a couple feet away from the rest of the boys. While the boy in the cart flew out, almost summersaulting out of the cart as one of its wheels hits a rock, tipping the whole thing over.

Everyone rushes over to the man from the cart to make sure he is okay.

You blink a couple times and then shake your head. You look down to your knees; obviously scratched and scraped to hell. You then look to the boy that ran into you to see he doesn’t care about his wounds, he's just looking straight to you. You gulp and just stare at him. His eyes were captivatingly dark, a nice contrast to his smooth pale skin and pastel hair.

“Yah, Y/n.” Taehyung says approaching you. “I guess this isn’t the worst thing that could’ve happened right?” He asks you, giving his hand to help you up. And thats when you fix your eyes to Tae and take his hand.

“So who are they Taehy-” You start to ask.

“Oh well..Um.”He says turning around to see everyone huddled up around the boy from the cart. He thens runs over there still holding your hand. You look back to the other guy…the one that ran into you. He wasn’t looking at you anymore though. He was looking at his hands. And then he got up, shaking dust off his knees and finding a new tear on the knees of his jeans and his skin.

You approach the group once again with Taehyung.

You peak over Tae’s shoulder to see the man from the cart.

“You guys are such dicks.” He says.

“No we aren't. We had nothing to do with this crash and fall of yours.”Hobi says.

Then Jimin spoke, “Yea! All we had to do with this was that we won and that-”

“And that you guys are fucking idiots that decide raceing around in carts is cool and hip.”Another man says.

“Okay mom. Sorry.”Jimin says.

“What I’m not a mom! I’m just establishing that you guys are fucking dumb.” The other guy responds to him.

“Yo…on the side note, who is this chick? I think it’s more her fault then anything.”

Everyone turns to see the owner of the slightly lisped and raspy voice. The mint haired, dark eyed man…the one who ran into you.

Then everyones eyes, except Taehyung’s, went to you.

“Oh…That’s a good question.”Hobi says.

“Taehyung?” The tall blonde one asks Taehyung almost expecting an excuse of some sort from him.

“This is Y/n. Be nice! I found her outside the cafe practically crying in her ramen noodles…So I'm trying to be nice and show her around.”

You nod your head,“Yea…Wait wh-”Tae then pinches you. Why did he lie like that to them…Then you remember…They had no clue he was going to try to kill himself and that he wanted to disappear; he did it to protect you and himself.

You don’t think much of it though and just look around to the groups expressions.

“Oh, well in that case..Hello!! I’m Hoseok or you can call me Hobi!” the angelic boy says to you, giving you a half assed hug and then leaving his arm to rest around your shoulder as he turns to face the group.

“I’m Jimin.” The shorter male says, you almost pinch his cheeks at how adorable he is but decide now is not the best time for that.

“I’m Namjoon…”The tall one says, he then points to the boy on the floor, who is now rubbing his head, “That’s Jungkook.”

“Hi.” You say to him, waving at him sorta shyly. Hobi then gets pried off of your shoulder and dragged away by Jimin and the mint hair man.

“I’m Jin.” The ‘mom’ says. “Oh, so you’re Jin.”

He tilts his head a bit, “Is that a bad thing?”

“No! Not at all, Just…when we were approaching here, I asked Taehyung about the videos being projected up on that wall over there. They are beautiful…Really.” You say.

Appreciating not only his beautiful collection of self produced videos, but also by how beautiful he was too.

He started to ramble on with many “thank you’s” and then walked back to the bonfire with the other guys.

You look back down to see Taehyung helping Jungkook up. Jungkook, obviously butt hurt by losing, gets up and walks off without Taehyung. Taehyung still chases after him though.

Namjoon just looks out to them, and shakes his head while saying, “tsk, tsk.” He then takes out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket.

“Umm…Namjoon?”You ask.

He looks at you while he brings one cigarette to his mouth.

“What’s up?” He mumbles.

“Who is…the guy with the mint hair?”You ask.

He then lights his cigarette, and with one puff, He answers with, “Min Yoongi.”

He then starts to walk off back to the bonfire, motioning for you to follow him, which you comply to.

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