#the forgotten spaces series

[oddinary4bts]

The Forgotten Spaces | Masterpost (jjk)

☆summary: you've been dancing on the same dance crew since your teenage years, and you finally have an important role in it. It feels like life is taunting you when your rival comes back after disappearing for a year, ready to tease you every chance he gets. Will the teasing turn into more, or are you going to take him down with you?

☆status: completed

☆pairings: photographer and dancer!Jungkook x dancer!female reader, Taehyung x OC (reader in What Was Hidden), Yoongi x OC (barely present in this fic), Jin x OC, Hobi x OC, Jisung x Felix (Stray Kids)

☆rating: 18+ (minors DNI, some chapters have mature content)

☆genre: slow (SLOW) burn enemies to lovers, college!au, slice of life!au, angst (oop), smut and fluff

☆total word count: 146k

☆a/n: in love with this story. That's it, that's the note. I hope you'll love it just as much as I do <3

☆Special mention to @moonleeai for her work as my beta reader for all chapters of this fic

☆Inspired from What Was Hidden, a @daechwitatamic fic. You might want to read WWH before you read The Forgotten Spaces, as WWH takes place before The Forgotten Spaces

☆Read the sequel, When the End Comes, here!

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For this meeting of our end of the world

It's with you that I want to sing

On the threshold of the memories the dead of today

Them that breathe for us

The forgotten spaces

Je t'écris - Gaston Miron (rough translation by me)

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➳Teaser

➳Chapter one: when you meet again after a year (8.5k)

You didn't miss me?

➳Chapter two: when you ask your rival for help (7.7k)

You are as annoying as I remember you to be, Jeon Jungkook.

➳Chapter three: when you learn why Jungkook disappeared (10.2k)

And the worst part is, it hurts. All. The. Fucking. Time.

➳Chapter four: when you finally let go of old animosity (9.6k)

I'm just relieved you haven't changed.

➳Chapter five: when a weekend away changes everything (15.7k)

You've been confusing me all weekend.

➳Chapter six: when you realize you are too late (5.8k)

See, that's exactly why I do not want to talk to you.

➳Chapter seven: when you live with the aftermath of heartbreak (8.7k)

One day it won't hurt anymore, right?

➳Drabble #1

➳Drabble #2

➳Chapter eight: when he realizes what he lost (12.6k)

I care about you.

➳Drabble #3

➳Chapter nine: when the healing starts (7k)

You're a fucking idiot, Jeon Jungkook.

➳Chapter ten: when you start falling, slowly (14.7k)

We start here, right now, and we see where we can go.

➳Chapter eleven: when he shows that he cares (12.5k)

I think we're both still hurt by everything that happened

➳Chapter twelve: when he catches you (8.1k)

I thought then that you weren't supposed to be happy with me

➳Chapter thirteen: when a party brings you even closer (8.9k)

Make sure all I can remember is your name.

➳Chapter fourteen: when you finally make it official (13.1k)

I love you.

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[oddinary4bts]

tfs jk

What did Laura say about oc that made you break up with her?

The drabble is readyyy! I didn't go in a lot of details? But at least this way you guys have an idea of what happened!

The Forgotten Spaces drabble 3 | jjk

☆warnings: a lot of insults towards OC. mentions of OC injuring her wrist. mentions of jungkook's leg/pain in his leg. It's unedited, so let me know if there are typos or if I'm missing any warnings!

☆word count: 1.1k

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Saturday, September 22nd

Jungkook has been silent the whole car ride. Ever since they left the studio, all he’s done is listen to Laura. She’s angry, visibly so, and he almost doesn’t recognize her.

“I can’t believe it,” she says for the thousandth time. “The way you just ran to that bitch? What the fuck was that?” She scoffs, shakes her head and adds, “And you really thought I’d buy her a boba? What the fuck is wrong with you? You fucked her and she broke your heart and then you want me to treat her nicely, in your dreams.”

He sighs, leans his head against the seat, face angled towards the world outside of the passenger window. He massages his leg mindlessly – for some reason it’s hurting right now, more than it has in days.

“You should have seen the way she looked at me,” Laura continues. “What a fucking delusional bitch, what did she think would happen? She’s so desperate for your attention she had to cause a scene.”

As if you tripped on purpose. Jungkook’s heart clenches in his chest as he remembers how you fell and how he ran to you. How everything inside of him went on alarm mode the moment you got hurt.

He still can’t believe he ran to you like he did. In front of everyone and his girlfriend at that. He’s not embarrassed at all, just… it makes something ache so deeply in his heart that breathing has been hard since you left to go to the hospital.

“She doesn’t even dance that well,” Laura drawls. “Who trips like that when they’ve danced their whole life? She should just drop out of the crew.”

Jungkook grits his teeth, letting out an annoyed sigh. Of course it doesn’t go unnoticed to Laura.

“What are you sighing about?” Laura asks, venom dripping out of her mouth. “You know I’m right. Didn’t you say she couldn’t even make a choreography and had to ask you for help? What a fucking loser.”

“Alright,” Jungkook finally says. “I get it, you’re mad. Can you please stop?”

Laura scoffs, but to his surprise she does fall silent, up until they get to the house. As she parks behind Taehyung’s car, Jungkook finally looks at her for the first time since they left the studio.

“I hope you have some good apologies,” she says, and she gets out of her car before Jungkook even has time to say anything. He watches her, as she puts her hands on her hips and waits for him to follow.

He really doesn’t recognize her. Laura has always been sweet, so sweet he believed she was like the sun, a treat to life on Earth. But right now she feels like she’s erupted, and the magnetic waves have fucked the world over.

He takes a deep breath to steel himself, before finally following her out of the car. She remains blissfully silent as they walk in, and she doesn’t greet Taehyung that’s lounging on the couch when she walks in front of it. Taehyung cocks an eyebrow as he meets Jungkook’s gaze, who just shrugs his shoulders before following Laura. She’s already halfway up the stairs, and Jungkook winces as pain shoots up his knee on the way up.

She’s already sitting on his bed when he gets in, turning on his LED lights before shutting the door softly behind him.

“So?” Laura asks, voice surprisingly low.

He meets her gaze, nibbling at his piercing. “So what?”

“Are you not going to apologize?”

He shuts his eyes and pinches the bridge of his nose, trying to get the annoyance at bay. “I acted the way I would have acted with any of the members of the crew. I have nothing to apologize for.”

Laura scoffs again, and Jungkook can tell she’s about to go on another tirade. He’s tired of hearing her insult you, so he shuts her out as she starts. She repeats delusional bitch so often when talking about you, and Jungkook almost wants to tell her to shut the fuck up. To never talk about you that way because there’s nothing about that is bitchy. And you’ve got even less delusion in you. You’re just someone he was close to once and isn’t anymore. Nothing else. He wishes Laura could see that.

Could see that he chose her over you all those months ago.

“She’s disgusting,” Laura concludes, and when the silence lasts, Jungkook finally pays attention to her again.

“Listen, I’m fucking exhausted,” he says. “I’d like to take a shower and go to bed. We can talk about this all tomorrow morning.”

She glares at him, before nodding stiffly. “Okay. I hope you’ll learn to apologize overnight.”

The second sentence is uttered so low that Jungkook pretends he hasn’t heard it. But he has. He’s heard all the insults she’s said, he’s seen something in her he never would have thought was there.

And as he lies in bed, long after Laura has gone to sleep next to him, he thinks he’s appalled. He can’t believe he chose her when that’s what she is. When a monster like this was lurking just under the surface. And it kills him that he’s seen this side of her, because how is he supposed to continue like this with someone that thinks disrespect is fine? That thinks it’s deserved, when at the end of the day you didn’t really do anything wrong?

Except telling him that you shouldn’t have slept together… which months later he totally agrees with you.

He remembers the conversation he’s had with Jo, about a month ago. How she asked him if he regretted his decision. That day he said yes, but that he wouldn’t change things.

He casts a look towards Laura. She looks serene, angelic asleep like this, and he wishes she had never said what she said about you. Because now he knows he won’t ever be able to look at her the same way, won’t ever be able to just be content in her presence.

Today, if Jo asked if he regrets his decision, he’d say yes, and that he wants to change things.

He turns to lie on his back, looking up at the ceiling even though there’s nothing to see up there. He sighs, glances at Laura once again.

And that’s when he realizes that he’s going to break up with her.

[oddinary4bts]

I don’t think I’ll host a celebration for this milestone but I just hit a new follower milestone and I’m 🥹🥹 about it. I just want to thank each and every single one of you for being here, you make my life so much better just by existing🫶🏼

I love you all to the stars and back, and maybe even further than that✨

In celebration, I offer you this snippet of the tfs sequel, When the End Comes ->

“I walked around all day today, and all I could think about was you. All I could think of was all the years between us, from when we met to a few weeks ago. And I don’t know, I refuse to accept that the end has come.” “When does it come, then?” he asks. “When the end comes?” He nods. “After years and years,” you say, allowing yourself to voice your dream. “Hopefully after we’ve had years to live together. After we’ve gotten married, and maybe even after we’d have kids. Not that I want some.” You pause, and you look down at the table, unable to carry the weight of his gaze anymore. “Or maybe after we’ve had plenty of dogs, a cat or two. After we’ve had a house with a white picket fence, after we’ve danced under a thousand different night skies.” A tear rolls on your cheek, and you do nothing to stop it. “After we’ve travelled the world together, after we’ve had a chance to live, together.” “And what happens after we’ve lived together?” he presses. You shrug. “Then we die together. Then we turn into stardust and memories. I don’t care. As long as it’s with you, I don’t care what happens to me.” Blurry behind the wall of tears in your eyes, you see Jungkook run a hand through his hair. “You don’t?” “I don’t,” you echo. “I just want to get to love you.”

[oddinary4bts]

Yesssss post it pleaseee :)

Welpppp here it is under the cut, minors DNI as per usual, this is 18+

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The Forgotten Spaces | drabble (jjk)

☆warnings: drinking wine, mentions of smoking, one of laura's friends is a bitch, explicit content: fingering (mentions), jerking off

☆word count: 1.9k

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Saturday, August 13th

When Laura asked to hang out with her friends this weekend, Jungkook didn’t think it meant this: a nice restaurant outing with three other couples, all of them being people he doesn’t know. He didn’t expect he’d have to sit through an interrogation either. Laura’s best friend, Peyton, seems to think that there’s something fishy about him and, frankly, she’s starting to get on his nerves.

“So you tell me you’ve never noticed Laura before she texted you?” Peyton asks, one perfectly drawn eyebrow cocked.

Jungkook shoots a look to Laura, but she’s busy talking to the two other girls, while James, Peyton’s boyfriend is scrolling on his phone. The two other guys went for a smoke, and they have yet to return.

Now, Jungkook is an introvert. He loves parties, loves meeting new people, but only when he’s surrounded by the people that make him comfortable. Which, usually, means he tags along or forces Jimin to come with him wherever he goes. Needless to say, he feels far from at ease right now, and he’s already thinking about the game of Overwatch he’ll play when he’ll be back home.

Sooner than later, hopefully. Because he really needs to snipe a couple of heads at the moment.

“Well,” he says, and he gulps under Peyton’s inquisitive gaze. “I knew she was in my class, but we just never really talked before.”

“Why did you start talking then?”

Peyton is a bitch. She is. Jungkook hates her, hates the way she’s been watching his every move all night.

“She asked for help on her new camera because she knew I have the same model from a project we had last semester,” Jungkook explains, and he looks at Laura again, begging for salvation.

Laura ignores him, too busy with her current conversation.

“And what, four weeks later you’re a couple?” Peyton asks, sitting back in her chair and folding her arms on her chest. “You move fast.”

Jungkook is speechless. Speechless, as his treacherous little thoughts run back to the cottage. He clenches his jaw, looking down at the empty plate in front of him. A glass of wine is standing next to the plate, but he has yet to taste it. He figures now’s a good time as any, and he takes a long sip, letting the heavy robe of the red wine roll on his tongue before he swallows.

“Seems so,” he finally says. “It just worked well.”

“That’s great,” Peyton replies, and for the first time it doesn’t sound as aggressive. She lowers her tone, leaning towards him. “She really likes you, you know? She’s had a crush on you for like a year.”

Jungkook gulps, and he hides it behind another sip of wine. “Yeah?” he lets out when he’s put the glass next to the empty plate again. “What about it?”

“Do you not even care?” Peyton asks, and the venom is back.

“I mean, yes I do,” he quickly says. His gaze is a little widened when he looks at Laura this time, and she brushes a strand of her blonde hair behind her ear. It makes her notice him looking, and their gazes connect for a few seconds before she turns back to her friend on her other side. “I do care,” he says more forcefully as he turns back towards Peyton.

“Leave the poor guy alone,” James tells Peyton as he turns off his phone and puts it face down on the table. “You’ve been harassing him.”

Peyton and James start bickering, and it finally brings the girl’s attention away from Jungkook, who breathes a sigh of relief as he slumps back in his chair.

Halfway through the meal, Laura talks to him for the first time since they’ve sat down. She asks if she can have some of his fries. He nods, because he hasn’t really been hungry, and she smiles brightly before grabbing one.

“Are you having fun?” she then asks, moving closer to him, cutting her friends out of the conversation. “I’ve noticed Peyton interrogating you earlier.”

His throat feels dry, and the sip of wine he takes only makes it worse. “Yeah, she was a little… intense.”

“She’s my best friend, she probably just wanted to do her best friend duties, you know?”

He does. And he could have done without it, or at least with some support from Laura. But he says nothing, just offers his girlfriend a small smile that has pink tinting her cheeks. She’s cute like this, and he feels himself relax a little.

“If you want, we can bail after dessert,” Laura proposes, and he doesn’t miss the way she suggestively looks down at him, a small smirk on her lips.

A smirk slowly moves on his own lips, even though he fully knows he’s not going to have sex with her tonight. Nothing stops him from teasing her though, right?

“Oh, can we now?” he flirts, leaning even closer to her. “You’ve got something in mind?”

“Well…” she trails off, and her gaze lights up with mischief. “Maybe.”

Her eyes are blue. Extremely pale, like the colour of the summer afternoon sky in the distance. They always shine a little, and he always finds it a little startling. They’re a little darker now, and he knows she’s horny.

“I’d like that,” he teases, and he brushes a strand of her hair behind her ear, the same one that keeps falling in her eyes.

And that’s how Jungkook finds himself seated on the passenger seat of Laura’s car later on, as she drives back towards the house. He has no intention of inviting her in – he still craves that Overwatch game – but when she puts a hand on his thigh, he quickly grabs it and interlaces their fingers.

She whines, softly, and he lets out a chuckle.

“Something wrong?” he asks her.

“I want you, JK,” she answers, and it’s a lot more straightforward than she has ever been with him. She usually backs off when it comes to flirting or saying stuff like that, so Jungkook can’t help the tightening in his lower stomach.

He’s a man, and Laura is attractive. He’s bound to get horny by her saying she wants him, right?

“Do you?” he asks, and he puts her hand on the console between them before reaching for her thigh.

She’s wearing a skirt, and he lets his fingers trail up and up, teasing her. And when she parks on the side of the road, ten minutes away from home, he does finger her, feeling like he’s doing something incredibly wrong. He tries to convince himself that it’s because anyone can see them, and it works – a little.

She comes without sensing his unease, and when she tries to reach for him, he gently swats her hand away. “Not tonight,” he tells her. “I don’t think I’m ready yet.”

She throws him a gaze heavy with lust, but she says nothing, turning the engine of the car back on. As she drives, Jungkook cleans his hand with a tissue, and he ignores the glances she throws his way. She doesn’t say anything until they stop in front of his house, and the sigh she lets out almost make him feel guilty.

“Why don’t you want me to make you feel good?” she asks. “I really want you, JK.”          

His heart constricts in his chest. “I know, sweetheart.” He hopes the pet name will throw her off, and it does.

She chuckles lightly. “Sweetheart? Since when do you call me sweetheart?”

Crisis avoided? Jungkook will have to thank his stars for it.

“Since I made you come in your car, mmh?” he says, smirk on display.

She laughs her pretty laugh, before saying, “Gosh, I can’t believe we did that.”

“I’m irresistible, what can I say?”

She looks at him with a slightly annoyed expression, before shaking her head. “You are. That’s why I want to have sex with you.”

Crisis not avoided after all it seems.

“Is there a reason why you don’t want to have sex with me?” she enquires, with a tiny voice. It sounds higher pitched than it usually does, and Jungkook is not sure he likes it.

“Should I make you come again then?” he asks, trying to avoid having to mention the accident because, frankly, he’s not ready to tell her.

Not just yet.

“No, I’m serious,” she says, whiny again. “Is it because of an ex?”

Jungkook freezes because, even though it has nothing to do about you, you still invade his thoughts, and something aches deep down. He sees your heart breaking in your eyes all over again, and he has to take a long breath to calm down.

“Trust me, it is not,” he says, sighing once more. “But yes, there’s something. It has nothing to do with you though.”

It’s as close as he’ll get to mentioning the accident, because he really doesn’t want Laura to think it might be because of you.

Not that you were an ex anyway.

“What is it?” Laura asks, voice back to its normal tone. “If you want to talk about it?”

He sighs, leaning his head against the headrest. He holds her gaze for a few seconds, and one of his hands mindlessly moves to the scar on his knee. “Not right now,” he tells her. “Not after I’ve just made you come, it’d be weird.” He chuckles, even though she’s looking at him weirdly. “What about over a cup of coffee at that café you like next weekend?”

“In a week?” is what she chooses to answer.

“You told me you’ll be busy all week,” he reminds her.

She seems to remember because the corners of her lips fall in a small pout. “Right.”

There’s a silence, and Jungkook glances at the door of the house. He really can’t wait to be inside.

“Then…” she trails off. She sighs, before continuing, “I’ll let you go.”

He offers her what he hopes is a sweet smile. “Thank you for driving me home. Hope the orgasm told as much.”

She swats his arm, letting out a small laugh. “It was.” He’s pretty sure she’s blushing saying that, but the neon lights make it hard to tell. He’s opening the car door when she speaks up again. “And JK?”

He turns towards her, one leg already out of the car. “Mmh?”

“Whatever it is… I hope you’re okay.”

He’s only partly lying when he answers, “I am”.

Yet the conversation haunts him all night, so much so that he gets four losses straight in Overwatch, something that hasn’t happened to him in a long time. He curses at his monitor, calling the game a dead game, before sitting back in his chair.

If gaming won’t help, then maybe he can do something else. He pulls up a porn website, mindlessly searches for a video that’ll fit, though he knows as soon as he’ll have his hand wrapped around his cock he’ll close his eyes. He’s more of a listener than a watcher anyway when it comes to porn.

He isn’t wrong – the moment he’s pulled his pants down and he’s started to stroke his dick, his eyes flutter shut.

And then you’re there, obstinately haunting him, and his arousal makes him forget about his frustration for a time, until he comes and feels disgusted with himself.

Maybe it really is time he buries himself deep inside of someone else.

[oddinary4bts]

I’m going to need that drabble right now,

Pleaseeeee♥️

Here it is! It's shorter than the other one though

The Forgotten Spaces Drabble

*Mature content. Minors DNI

☆warnings: mentions of a bar, mention of jimin and oc kissing, mention of Jungkook's leg hurting, mentions of Jungkook's scars, explicit content: mentions of blowjob and penetrative sex.

☆wc: 890

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Thursday, August 23rd

Looking back, Jungkook knows he shouldn’t have gone to the bar. He should have listened to his intuition and stayed home, even when Laura was asking why they were not going with the rest of his friends. He should have insisted, shouldn’t have caved in, because seeing you with Jimin hurt.

And Laura noticed. Laura noticed how he tensed, how he stared, and he knows she deserves an explanation. Which is why they’re sitting on his bed, her with her arms folded on her chest and an annoyed look on her features. Him, with a hand mindlessly massaging his knee because of course it chose this moment to hurt.

He wishes he could disappear, but he can’t. He’s got to do this – Laura deserves as much.

“Y/n is someone from the dance crew,” he starts, and he winces because you are so much more than that, but how is he supposed to tell that to his girlfriend? “We’ve never been particularly close?”

It sounds like a question, but Laura doesn’t bite. She waits for him to continue, looking even more annoyed now.

“Last summer, we went to a cottage with the crew and some other friends,” Jungkook continues. “I ended up having sex with her, and it made things pretty weird between us two.”

His sentence falls flatly between the two of them, like a rock in snow – contrary to a rock in water, which leaves ripples behind. The silence has no ripples, just Laura staring at him.

“You had sex with her?” she eventually says, and she scoffs. “You didn’t think to tell me before?”

“It didn’t matter,” Jungkook lies.

Laura doesn’t know him enough to tell that he’s lying, luckily enough for him. “Why are you upset then?”

Jungkook shrugs, because he’s aware he shouldn’t be. “It’s weird seeing her getting it on with my best friend I guess. I’m not upset upset, mostly just weirded out.”

At that Laura’s features relax a little. “Yeah… I get it.” She looks away from him, eyes going to a pair of shorts he left on the floor last night, feeling too lazy to put it in the hamper. “I would have appreciated if you told me before, though.”

Jungkook plays with his piercing, watching Laura’s profile for a few seconds before he says, “Why? It really doesn’t matter.”

“Because you see her all the time,” she explains. “I don’t like that you spend time with someone you’ve had sex with.”

Jungkook can’t help the chuckle he lets out, and it’s condescending. He knows he’s an asshole for it, but he can’t help it. “You had sex with James before he dated Peyton and you still spend time with him.”

It’s low because, frankly, Jungkook doesn’t even give a shit that she talks to James. James is a decent guy, the only friend of hers that Jungkook doesn’t actually dislike.

“It’s not the same thing,” she mumbles.

Jungkook cocks an eyebrow, leaning forward to try to meet her gaze, though it fails miserably. “Tell me how it’s different.”

“Y/n is single,” Laura points out. “She clearly wants you.”

It hurts, as if someone poured acid in his veins. “I doubt so, sweetheart. She’s moved on too. Her kissing Jimin is proof enough of that.”

The pet name works each time. Jungkook doesn’t even understand why, it’s just a pet name. But Laura loves it way too much, and it calms her down whenever she gets annoyed with him.

Not that it happens a lot.

“Right.” She sighs, and she finally meets his gaze again. “Do you still talk though?”

As much as it breaks his heart to say so, Jungkook answers, “Not anymore. Outside of the necessary stuff for the choreographies during dance practice, no.”

Laura sighs once more, before nodding her head. “If it ever changes you need to tell me.”

“Promise,” Jungkook says, because he knows it won’t change anyway.

“And I want to come to dance practice,” she adds. “I wanted before but… yeah.”

Jungkook pulls at his piercing, almost enough for it to hurt. “We don’t usually invite other people. But I’ll see with the crew if they’re comfortable with it.”

She nods again, and then holds her hand out between them. “We’re good?”

Jungkook snorts, mostly because he’s surprised she wants to shake hands over this, but he still does it. “Of course we are sweetheart.”

And when she pulls him in, he doesn’t resist, even though his mind is miles away from her. Even though his mind is stuck replaying you with Jimin, Jimin with you, and he can almost picture you in Jimin’s room. So he lets Laura take the lead, lets her take off his clothes.

Lets her kneel between his leg, eyes obstinately staying away from his scar. She doesn’t even dare to touch it, as if it’ll burn her.

He doesn’t like it, but when she starts sucking his dick, he finds it hard to be annoyed at her for it. His eyes flutter shut, and he does his best to stay here, in the moment.

It almost works. Almost does, as she fucks herself on him, and he holds her hips. And when she's done, lying next to him wearing nothing but one of his shirts, Jungkook is almost able to hold her close to him.

Almost.

[oddinary4bts]

heyy would it be possible to get another tiny snippet from the tfs sequel plz? If u don’t mind😊

Ofc I don't mind! Here's a snippet from the third part of the sequel (under the cut bc spoilers and also warning swear words) ->

“Fuck you,” he growls. “Who knew you were so easy to hate?” Something akin to memory takes shape in your mind. The memory of your early days, the years before you even ended up together. When insults were common between you, when hate was prominent in your relationship. Who knew you’d circle back to it one day? “Hate me, then,” you challenge him. “Hate me, Jungkook. Hate me until you’re not crying over me anymore. Hate me until you’ve moved on and started loving someone else.” He doesn’t answer anything. He just holds your gaze, unyielding, hatred and hurt and longing swirling in his eyes in a melting pot you can’t quite follow. And then you realize that this is why you followed him. Closure, for him perhaps. Because you want him to hate you just as much as you hate yourself. At least then you can still have something in common with him.

[oddinary4bts]

Mkay I need your opinion peeps!! What do we think of the name When the End Comes for the TFS sequel?? Inspired by this song here by Andrew Belle, which is also my inspiration for the fic?

Yay or nay? Bc I feel like the lyrics encapsulates the tfs couple very well🫣

But, love never leaves a heart,

where it found it, found it

You found it

Someday, I’ll fall into you

That’s where I’ll be now when the end comes

[oddinary4bts]

word: loved?

Oof that one hurts

So you’re not surprised when he adds, “We should have broken up when we fought on the phone. Because why was I so fucking stupid to think you still loved me?”

Send a word in and if it's in the TFS sequel WIP, I'll answer with the sentence/paragraph that it appears in

[oddinary4bts]

Here I am, all chill, you know “working” until the devil -aka Ella- comes and starts rubbing to my face the angst that I didn’t ask for

Listen, I can’t be the only one sobbing over this, I needed support🥹

You break against him, holding him. He’s shaking in your arms, as much as you’re shaking in his. Both of you trembling leaves in the winds of your end. And then you fall to your demise, carried away from him.

[oddinary4bts]

word: kiss 😘

I am very sorry to everyone on this planet

There’s urgency in the kiss, along with yearning. It’s quick, it’s heated and desperate. You wonder if he can taste the goodbye on your tongue – does it taste bitter for him too?

Send a word in and if it's in the TFS sequel WIP, I'll answer with the sentence/paragraph that it appears in

[oddinary4bts]

am I the only one that wants a happy ending for tfs couple without any more sad moments? we had enough angst!! let them be happy, people!

They definitely would be happy… after a couple of hurdles oop🫣 I just don’t want to let them go and… I feel like they would find distance difficult, if they were ever confronted to it you know??

But gosh this gif?? I really am evil to want to make him suffer more aren’t I?😭

I promise chapter 14 is just going to be positive!! It’s only if I decide to write a sequel that they might face more angst and I haven’t decided yet. I just like to torture myself sometimes🥹

[oddinary4bts]

I’m feeling generous, should I post ch 6 of TFS now?? Or should I make you guys wait😈

[oddinary4bts]

for tfs, will we get a chapter in-depth about his accident?

I’m not planning on writing it, no. The accident happened even before the prequel (What Was Hidden, written by @daechwitatamic) and I don’t think I want to go into more details than what I put into chapter 12?? I feel like it’d be something incredible heavy to write and equally as hard to read🥲

[oddinary4bts]

Ella, I need this whole story to be a book... I beg you.. I have this visceral need to have tfs + wtec on paper, black on white, to be able to hug that piece of art whenever I feel like it.

You're such an amazing writer I wanna scream rn.. this chapter was the best rollercoaster of all times 😭 like, you write those kinds of feelings so well that I completely feel like it's me the one who's suffering and healing and breaking and being a victim of an addiction so sweet and dangerous, craving a touch, a kiss I've never even experienced but that feels so familiar.. I can't even explain what's going on.. god I swear.. this is amazing.. you're amazing.. thank you, one again, for sharing your works with us 💜 I wish you a lovely day/night 💜

Now I'll go back to crying if you don't mind 💜😭

Gosh I wish I could publish these fr🥹🥹 best compliment ever, especially considering that my goal is to be a published author and I use fanfiction as practice of the art🥺 I think TFS would be too long for a book tho hahaha most books are between 75k and 90k and TFS is much longer than that😂

Thank you so much for your kind words about the chapter and my writing in general. It’s people like you that make me want to keep on writing, that motivate me to better myself as a writer and to keep pushing towards my goal as an artist. You are amazing, and I wish you the best day/night ever❤️

[oddinary4bts]

Tfs jk: do you think oc looked ugly with her red Rudolph nose and messy hair when she was crying in the studio?

Jungkook:

No I don’t think she ever looks ugly. She just looked extremely sad

[oddinary4bts]

tfs jimin: are you seeing anyone right now?

Jimin:

Sorta? It’s complicated lol