R Town | Ch.8
Suga x J-hope
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POV: Suga
Warning: Anal sex, First time having anal sex, Insecurities, Anxiety.
Index | Ch.9
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To say I was nervous would be an understatement. Since I left J-hope's last night, I've been nonstop thinking about what he wants to do. For more clarification on what he wants to do with me.
J-hope, mother fucking beautiful, kind, smart, most fantastic smile and laugh in the world, J-hope... wants to have sex with me. Tonight.
I barely got any sleep last night because of it. I'm glad it's the one day a week that the photo studio is closed because I don't think I can be so close to J-hope right now without combusting into a pile of mush.
That's what my brain feels like right now: Mush. I keep hitting highs and lows over and over again. I go from happy, for obvious reasons, to feel completely insecure about doing it with him.
Even now, sitting on the ground behind the counter of the R Town Movie Theater, I'm rocking back and forth, thinking about everything that can go wrong in this situation. Questions and worries swimming around my brain like: What if I hurt him? What if he doesn't enjoy it? Can someone hate sex with someone so much they break up with them? And something I just now considered: What if he wants to be on top?
I don't wake up from my dizziness of anxiety-filled questions until Namjoon bangs on the popcorn machine I'm sitting in front of. I look up at the blue-haired man, and I see his face is filled with concern.
"Dude, you've been sitting there for like... an hour. What's wrong?"
Of course, Namjoon can tell I'm upset. Someone who doesn't even know me can tell I'm upset. I haven't been friends with Namjoon for long, but I could tell from day one this guy could easily be anyone's free therapist.
In fact, the first night I met him, I ranted to him about Juliet being a never-ending cunt because she littered J-hope's neck in hickeys. She only did it because she wanted money, and now I know J-hope is very sensitive around the neck area, so she, of course, got that money and left without coming back to him until the next night.
Poor Namjoon, I ranted a lot to this man on day one. He probably just wanted to watch a movie in his practically empty movie theater, but then I came walking in pissed off, and I didn't care who was around to hear my rant. Luckily it was a guy like Namjoon, at least.
Now him and me are friends, and he can read me like a book at this point. I would have gone to Jungkook instead since I've known Jungkook longer, but since I found out about him and Juliet, I wasn't really sure where he and I stand.
Anyway, back to Namjoon. The guy could be best friends with a poll. He's super fucking nice to everyone, but I think that's more because he's hoping for someone to come into the movie theater one day and offer him an acting gig.
I sigh outwardly after a few minutes of silence stretches between Namjoon and me. It's not exactly a secret that J-hope and I are together, but I'm not exactly that close with Namjoon either to talk about my sex life - or sex topic problems, I should say - with him.
Namjoon must have seen the turmoil that just became clear across my face because he then glanced around the movie theater - only seeing two teenagers that entered a theater hand-in-hand - and sat on the ground in front of me. "Come on, man. You know you can talk to me. It's clear there's something really bothering you. Just let it out, and you'll feel better afterwards."
Will I, though? Because the thoughts flying around like flies to a flame in my head right now say otherwise. "It's just... you know J-hope, right?"
Namjoon rolls his eyes but still keeps his dimple-making smile on. "No. I don't know the man you're madly in love with. Who's he?"
I would laugh, but whatever mechanism that allows laughter to form is currently closed. Making my laugh sound flat, and Namjoon looks even more worried. "Ha-ha. Well, me and him are together now."
"Oh shit! Really? Congrats, dude." Namjoon pats me on my shoulder, but even after I relay to him this amazing development in my life, I can't seem to crack a smile. "So... what's wrong? Isn't that what you've wanted since forever?"
"Yeah, it was. It still is, but we've recently come to a new 'development' in our relationship, and I don't know what to do about it."
Namjoon nods his head in understanding, but to be honest, I don't think he understands at all. This man is as virgin as someone can get. Unlike most people in this town, Namjoon is one of the few that aren't close to having a full-on sex addiction. Not that we've ever discussed our sex lives before, but I've watched enough movies in this theater with him to know he gets red in the face and squirmy when sex scenes come on.
"Then, why don't you two just talk about it?"
I roll my eyes and shake my head. "It's not that simple, Namjoon."
"Isn't it, though? You've both been friends since you were kids. The only real secret you didn't share with each other is the one where you've been in love with him for years. Now that secret is out, and your both together. What 'new development' in your life could be so hard to talk about, that not even you have the ability to to talk to him about it?"
You know what, he's got a point. But this is sex we're talking about. Something I've only imagined in my wildest and wettest dreams doing with J-hope. Being able to actually talk and do the act itself with him is just too nerve-racking. Even if I did have the guts to talk to him about this, what if he asks me about past partners? I don't want to have to explain to him my answer. The nagging feeling that he would leave me if he ever found out would not only hurt me but, honestly, would probably kill me.
I guess I was silent for too long because Namjoon then says, "Also, it's just J-hope. Hairstylist, lover of corny romances, J-hope. There's no way anything that you're thinking about right now is actually true. I've only met him a few times when he's come in here to watch a movie." That explains the corny romances part. "But that guy has never not had a smile on his face. Seriously, what could actually go wrong to the point that he would ever judge, hurt, or break up with you for it?"
You know what, he's right. "Your right, Namjoon."
"Ain't I always?" We both laugh at his final words, and I finally feel my body going through the happy phase again. It really is just J-hope. Happy 24/7, hairstylist for most of his life, eater of any take-out I give him, lover of Star Wars - and apparently corny romances - J-hope.
What could go wrong?
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"Suga, are you okay?"
My anxiety could go wrong, that's what.
Once I left the movie theater, after joking around with Namjoon for another few minutes, I left the theater with a pep in my step. I walked into the hair salon and basically dragged J-hope up the stairs. Not before flipping the closed sign and practically shouting at J-hope, "Let's do it!"
Luckily, J-hope was all for it. The smirk that spread on his face and the whimpering, "Really?" that came out of his mouth had my dick stiffening in my pants before we even got up the stairs.
Now we're in his studio apartment, laying in his bed with J-hope underneath me, and my happy mood has turned sour. The anxiety-filled thoughts returned. We only made out for five minutes, and the most I've done was take off my shirt. Then I kissed down J-hope's neck and heard him moan out my name... and I froze.
I froze my movements and pulled my face out of his neck. I felt my eye start to twitch uncontrollably, and my breathing becomes very irregular.
That brings us to the present. When J-hope said, "Suga, are you okay?"
"Ugh- y-yeah. Just - um - g-give me a second."
J-hope continues to look up at me with eyes full of concern, and I feel so bad for doing this to him. Why can't I just be able to do this with him? It's just J-hope!
Yeah, J-hope. The person that's only had pussy his entire life and probably won't like what you can give him.
I squeeze my eyes shut and pray to whatever god to stop these oncoming thoughts. It's then that J-hope, that's been witnessing all these thoughts cross my mind, pushes me off of him, so we're both now sitting in front of each other.
"Suga, seriously, what's wrong? And don't say nothing because you shaking like a leaf isn't indicating that nothing is wrong."
Yup. I'm a goner. There's no use keeping it all in. I'm too much of an open book to J-hope for him not to notice my anxiety. Time to come clean.
"I'm worried you won't like it."
J-hope's eyebrows rise so far up his forehead that they disappear into his hairline. "You don't think I'll like it? I like you, Suga. I like you enough to divorce my wife and believe you over the woman I was married to for years. Why in the world would you think I wouldn't like it?"
"For that exact reason, I guess. You've only ever been with women, so what if when your with me for the first time you don't-" J-hope silences me. He silences me by pulling me by the back of my neck until our lips are pressed together again. Holding me there until my mind and body finally calm down, and I feel everything inside and outside of me relax.
When J-hope pulls our lips apart, he doesn't move more than an inch away. Keeping our faces close and making sure my eyes stay on his. "Suga, the past doesn't matter right now. I like you, and only you. I'm a little worried you won't like me too."
What the fuck? Right, like that would ever happen.
"It's true!" J-hope continues. "I don't want to know about it, but I know you've been with other guys before. I don't know with who or for how long, but the fact is that your more experienced in this type of thing then I am. But even if I have these worries, I know you'll never judge me because your you, Suga. Your my Suga."
Out of everything he just said, that last sentence really got to me. My Suga, he said. As in, I'm his, and he is mine. Even after all the confessions and love, we've been exchanging with each other, that sentence right there actually made tears come out of my eyes. This man is just too perfect.
I wipe my eyes of the stray tears that fell and nod my head. "Yeah, okay, your right. I'm sorry."
"There's no need to be sorry. Just, please promise me you'll tell me if anything ever bothers you again?"
I smile, and luckily J-hope matches it with one of his own. "I promise."
We go back into kissing right after my promise to him. Not as deep and as passionate as before, but slow and meaningful. J-hope whimpers when I nudge my tongue into his mouth, and it has my dick stiffening again in no time. I growl into his mouth when J-hope moves into my lap, straddling my thighs.
I press him as close to me as humanly possible, and his hand combs through my hair as our kisses become deeper.
It's then I remember one of my other concerns from earlier, and if we're really going to do this, then there's no beating around the bush with the question or answer.
I detach my lips from J-hope, and the sweetest whimper escapes his lips. It makes me want to pin him against the bed and fuck him right into the mattress, but I know there's a chance that might not be the situation. I thought about it, and even if I've only ever topped my whole life (well, since I started having sex), I'll do whatever he's comfortable with.
"I know baby, I'm annoying. But there's something I have to ask that can't go unsaid."
J-hope goes from being all pouty to confused. "What is it?"
"Top or bottom?"
And, as I predicted, J-hopes face heats up within seconds. I try my best to hold back my smile, but I really love making this man blush as much as he does. J-hope only blushes at new conversations or activities too, so I might as well enjoy all this cuteness while I can. Because for next time... next time?... Fuck, no, Suga. Concentrate on the present right now, okay?
"Um... whatever you usually do is fine."
"No, J-hope. I want to do whatever your comfortable with. Your the one that said 'the past is the past,' time to live by your own words."
I hear J-hope say, "Shit," under his breath, and it honestly sounded so cute. He glances around while thinking, and I guess he made up his mind because he then looks at me with determination. Although his words don't sound as stern as his voice is making them. "I'm fine with being the bottom."
Thank god, I thought. But instead, I said, "Okay." Then we resume kissing.
I have J-hope now with no shirt on underneath me. I'm kissing, sucking, biting at every inch of his flesh like it's my dinner. Being able to feel his bare skin instead of just the outlines through his clothing is a different and way better experience.
I take one of his nipples into my mouth and suck on the rosy bud. J-hope lets out a throaty moan and arches up into me. I smile against him when he hisses as my other fingers flick at his other nipple.
I let go of his nipples and stare down at his beautiful face to say, "You are so sensitive today."
"I'm sensitive everyday."
My eyebrows raise. "You're telling me you're always like this?" J-hope nods his head, cheeks red because it's the truth. "Fuck, I love you." Then I kiss him fiercely, and we both moan into each other's mouths.
I go to shove my hand down the front of his shorts because I really want to feel him in my hand again, but then J-hope says, "No." and I cease all movement. "I want to t-t-," he takes a second to breathe, "I want to touch you. You made me feel so good last time. Let me do the same."
Did I die? Seriously, did I fucking die by getting hit by a bus earlier or something? J-hope wants to touch me. J-hope wants to touch me!
I'm afraid my voice will betray me, so I just nod my head. Once again, J-hope pushes at my chest, but this time we both roll over on our sides and face each other. I can see the nervousness in J-hope eyes, but before I can tell him 'it's okay' and 'you don't have to', he's back to kissing me.
J-hope's kisses are fierce, and his hands are rubbing up and down the front of my chest. I wrap my arms around his middle and pull him a bit closer to me. Not liking being farther away from him than I have to be.
His one hand moves up my chest until it's holding the side of my face. Keeping our kissing deep and holding me steady as he takes the raines. His other hand slowly starts to descend downward. When his hand gets to my abs, J-hope moans into my mouth. I smile into our kiss because I know this means he likes what he feels.
We stayed like this for a few minutes, us just enjoying the taste of each other and wrestling with our tongues. That's why it takes me by surprise when J-hope dives his hand right under my sweatpants and boxers to wrap his hand firmly around my dick. A mixture of a gasp and a strangled moan escapes my lips.
His hand on my cock hesitantly starts to move, and although it's in no way "experienced," his hand touching me is enough to have my breathing start to labor. I keep tightening my hold on his hips and biting at his bottom lip. His hand alone reached my horny level to the max.
I just want fucking all of him. I want to be inside him already! I detach myself from his lips and say, "J-hope." I kiss him. "As much I love this." He kisses me. "I don't think I'll last if you keep doing- fuck!"
It's than I actually have to grab onto J-hope's wrist and stop him. If he would have jerked me one more time, I would have come right then and there.
J-hope smiles and, not at all apologetic, says, "Sorry."
I run my hand through my hair because, damn, it's been a while since I felt that good by someone just jerking me off, so I'm sweating a lot. I then roll us over until J-hope is back underneath me. My actions surprise him at first, so I explain, my voice deepening, "My turn."
Unlike J-hope, I don't start by kissing his lips too much. Just a few deep kisses on the mouth and neck until I'm making my descent down south. It doesn't take much to have J-hope moaning up a storm and breathing heavily. I stripped him of his shorts completely and started jerking him off until his half-erect cock was fully standing up.
I then let go of him altogether, and I didn't miss the annoyed grunt he gave from it. I laugh but ignore him while I search in my wallet for two things. One is a condom, which I throw on the mattress next to me. The second is the packet of lube I've been holding in there since yesterday.
With the lube in hand, I crawl back up to J-hope and position his legs, so there more spread out. I don't look down at him yet, even though my eyes are dying to look at him. Instead, I look J-hope in the eyes and wait for him to give me the go-ahead.
After a few seconds of breathing in and out to prepare himself, he nods his head. Our telepathic minds must be working great because I didn't even need to say the words for him to know what I was about to do.
I open the packet up and make sure to rub as much lube as I can on my fingers. The last thing I want to do is hurt him, so the more lube, the better with this part. The second I look down at him, my dick jumps at the sight of him.
J-hope is naked, his legs spread open, and his virgin hole is right there. Looking like a god damn angel.
God, I want to fuck him so bad!
But I have to do this first.
I rub my finger around his hole, seeing J-hopes eyes twitch in slight uncomfort, but he silently breaths through it. It's when I start to push it inside him, the silent breathing becomes ragged, and his eyes squeeze shut. I wait for him, of course. Waiting for him to adjust, and then I add more of my finger.
I keep doing this over and over. Adding more, then waiting. Adding more and stretching him, then waiting. Eventually, I'm able to add the whole finger and move it back and forth without any resistance. And on top of that, J-hope is god damn loving it.
His hands are holding the sheets in a tight grip, and every time my finger enters him, he's making some type of sexy noise. I'm biting my lip in concentration as I add a second finger inside him. Luckily, this finger didn't need as much maneuvering. Even better than that... I found the spot.
The second I added my second finger and moved them around a little more, J-hope's back arched so high it looked like he was being possessed, then he gave out a full-on cry of pleasure. I removed my finger, smirking down at him.
"W-what was that?" J-hope says, completely bewildered.
"That, my love, was your prostrate. You like it?"
"Suga, I... Jesus, I fucking loved that! Do it again."
I chuckle and then put my fingers back inside him. I find the spot rather quickly this time, and I watch in awe as J-hope squirms around in ecstasy. It isn't until J-hope is grabbing onto my wrist and yelling, "Wait. Wait. Wait," indicating that he was about to cum, that I remove my fingers from him again.
Now, it's time for the real deal. The part I've been both nervous and excited to do.
I crawl up his body and kiss his sweaty forehead, his adorable nose, and a quick one to his plump lips. "Are you ready?" J-hope hesitates but nods his head. "Please tell me if I hurt you. Even a little. The last thing I want to do is hurt you."
J-hope smiles up at me and kisses my lips before he says, "I will Suga. Now, please get inside me already. I'm literally dying right now."
I laugh at his cute pleads but grab the condom and the rest of the packet of lube too. I pull down my pants and finally release my dick from the tight confines of my pants. I don't miss the gasp coming from J-hope, and because I can't help myself, I smirk at how that just stroked my ego real well.
I put on the condom, rubbed some lube (but not too much) onto it, then looked at J-hope. As much as I want to look in his eyes while we have sex for the first time, I know doing it with him bent over would be much better for him on his first time. So, with easy hand movements, I flip him over, hear him gasp, and align myself to the back of him.
I hear a second gasp, much louder this time when my dick touches his entrance. Before I move at all, I lean on top of him until my stomach is on his back. I hold my weight off of him by leaning my arms on the mattress next to his head, and then I kiss the back of his neck. Then I whisper - not wanting to ruin the moment - into his ear, "Doing it this way will be better for you, but trust me, I much rather stare at your face while we do this."
J-hope whimpers into the pillow and nods his head. I can see by the tension in his back muscles that he's both nervous and scared of the pain. But I swear to all that is holy I will be as gentle as much as my willpower can hold. I just hope I have enough of that.
I look down in between us and watch as the tip of my dick slowly enters J-hope. Just like with my fingers, I continue to slowly put some in, then stop, slowly put some in, then stop. I was sweating fucking buckets by the time I bottomed out. I guess my willpower is very fucking high today because trust me when I say I wanted to fuck into him by going at it a mile a minute once I was an inch inside... He just feels so... wow. I'm at a loss for words.
I let J-hope adjust for as long as he wants, kissing his neck and back while he does. I'm breathing so heavy by now I know he can tell I'm dying, but I hope he doesn't care. I've just never been with someone so tight, and good, and fucking wow!
After a few moments, J-hope tilts his head to the side and looks at me with one eye. "You can start moving. I-if you want."
Oh, I fucking do. I want to fuck into him as if my life depended on it, but instead, I slowly pull myself out until only the head is inside him and slowly push back in. J-hope, let's out a strangled 'mm,' and I hope that means it feels good because to my ears, it does.
I start to speed up each time his voice gets higher, and his moans increase. Once he's fully ready for me and telling me, "Faster! Oh my god- Suga!" I do just that, thrust into him repeatedly as if my life depended on it.
I take his hips in my hands, tightly holding onto him, and thrust into him over and over again. I clench my teeth and curse through them because J-hope feels too good for real sentences. I look down at his ass, at where he and I are joined, and oh my lord I've never seen such a beautiful sight!
Shit, I'm already close.
I slow down a little and try angling my body to find his- "Suga! Don't stop!" No way in hell I'm stopping. I hit the spot inside him that's making him scream out profanities and cry out all different tones of moans. I make sure only to hit this spot. Even when he starts to tear up by how good it feels, I thrust into him harder.
It isn't until he clenches around me, clawing at the sheets and arching his back until his face is fully pressed into the mattress, that I am able to cum. We're both screaming out each other's names, seeing stars, and enjoying this feeling of cumming together for the first time.
I kept pumping into him to get us through both of our highs, but the second I let myself loose I wanted to collapse on top of him. All my energy on wanting to make him feel good was put into this, and I hope he allows me to do it again, and again, and again, and again!
As much as I really don't want to, when I hear J-hope whimper from underneath me, I know it's time to detach myself from him. I slowly take myself out of him and groan at the final sensation of being inside him. Before I lay down next to him, I rub at the two red marks on his hips that I undoubtedly made there. I smile to myself, but then that smile falls when I realize I could have hurt him. The red marks indicate I went rougher than I planned.
I slowly plop myself on the mattress next to him, but my eyes stay trained on those marks. J-hope realizes pretty quickly what I'm looking at, and he pulls my head until I face him because of it. "Stop it. Whatever your thinking right now, stop it."
"But, did I-"
"No, you didn't. It felt so... so, wow!"
So, wow.
J-hope always knows how to make me happy, but those words made the smile I only give to him come out. With teeth, and gums, and all. He smiles in return, and because I can't help myself, I kiss his mouth even if I accidentally kiss some of his teeth first.
Being here, with my arms wrapped around his middle, and his hands on my face, kissing because what we just experienced was so unforgettable... this is what I've always wanted. I've always wanted J-hope.
I detach myself and confess, for the millionth time, "I love you."
J-hope smiles as a response, and I know he won't say it back. I know J-hope loves me in some ways, just not the same as I do him yet. And I'm fine with that. I was okay with never having him in this way for most of my life, but now that I have him - now that I have all of him and I've given him all of me. I can never ever let him go.
And I'll crush anyone who tries to take him away.
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Index | Ch.9 (JIMIN)
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u really think vm is real? iv been shipping vm(romantically) for more then 2 years now not only vm i have shipped every ship in maknae line and tbh there was not even a single day when i thought vm can be real(also bcoz i dont wanna get my hopes high)i mean i have seen ur list of things which makes u think vm is real but other ships have those too they have stronger evidence then us viminers i am also open minded but i really cant see anything btw vm i jst ship them bcoz of their special bond
Thank you for the ask, it’s not a simple ask, but I tried my best to answer it. Sorry if it got a bit long.
First of all I think the list you mention is my “10 Reasons to ship Vmin”, which is not a list of proof for Vmin being real, but rather of reasons to why you can ship them romantically. Something people can do no matter if they are real or not, and which I personally think Vmin have enough chemistry for. I just don’t personally understand why Vmin’s moments would be so much more “just friends” compared to moments between other ships, so I made that post to show that there are moments that make Vmin ship-worthy as well. That being said, if you don’t see any possible romantic or sexual spark between Jimin and Taehyung and just like their bond there is nothing wrong with that. I am not here to make people believe in Vmin.
So, do I really think Vmin is real?
A short answer to this question is no, I do not believe that Vmin is real, as in that I believe they are in a relationship. But I do think there is a possibility that they are. I know Vmin love each other, but I don’t claim to know how. As an outsider that is impossible for me or anyone else to know unless they state it clearly themselves. Something they would likely never do even if they are in a relationship because of their situation and homophobic culture.
The most likely thing is that no ship is real. Just imagine what a risk it would be to themselves and their brand. There might be attraction, but I think it would take a lot for that to be turned into action and even more for it to turn into a relationship in the sense how most of us perceive the word. Personally I think being in a relationship that you would have to hide like that, and just not being straight in the first place would come with a lot of hurt and stress. In that way it would maybe be better if no ship was real. I don’t know, so basically I just try to stay grounded because there are many possibilities and too many unknown factors for me to come to a firm conclusion.
The same goes for Ji/kook and Tae/kook or any other ship, within our outside of the group, straight or non-straight. They could be real, but I don’t know. However I think some ships have potential to be real, and they aren’t equally likely based on what I can observe and my own interpretations. But interpretations aren’t something you can trust to 100% either. Basically, completely believing a ship is real is in my own opinion not something you should do when there is no real “proof”.
I would use the same logic for their sexualities as well, I don’t know so I won’t say anything for certain until they tell us themselves (which is also a bit difficult since it will always be much harder to state not being straight). However I won’t assume they are straight either, I will of course collect info and base my own guesses on what I observe. For example, I think it’s very likely that not all members are straight, especially considering how BTS and Big Hit show a lot of lgbt+ support despite being from Korea (if any group might have their members come out as non-straight it might be BTS). Personally, I think Taehyung and JK has given me the most reason to think they are not straight, while I think Namjoon is at the very least attracted to women. But I could be wrong since it’s just based in my own views and guesses. What I try to do is to keep an open mind, and this goes for most topics. These are real human beings that I don’t know or interact with personally, and people are complex. There could be a million things I miss, either because they don’t want me to see it or because I simply fail to notice. There are just too many missing pieces to come to a definitive conclusion.
And that brings me to the “proof” or “evidence” that shippers tend to talk about. Frankly, I think the fact that you say that two other ships have more evidence than Vmin says a lot. Because if both Ji/kook and Tae/kook has “proof”, that means that unless both are real, that at least some of those things that people see as proof are simply misinterpretations. This goes for every single thing that shippers bring up. There can be a hundred of reasons behind the things they see and find strange that aren’t because two people are romantically or sexually involved. We also assume that if a ship is “real” that that means they are romantically involved, because that is our ideal scenario that we want to see. Even if two or more members are more than friends, they could be friends with benefits, aromantic, asexual etc. there are a lot of different types of relationships that could be the truth.
I’ve been in other fandoms, and there is for example a Japanese idol group that I love and have followed for a really long time. Members of this groups has admitted to kissing while drunk and basically shipping their own members. So even seeing two members kiss could be for other reasons than them being in a romantic relationship. Just think of how many groups there are and how many ships people analyze and believe is real, how high are the odds that all of them really are? Not that high. People see what they want to see, and that will always interfere with a person’s judgement.
That being said, I do think Vmin could be real, based on things I have seen and interpreted myself. That doesn’t automatically erase the possibility of another ship being real though, and I have said before that I personally think that if any ship would be real one of the maknae line pairs would be the most likely. It’s just me personally that weigh my own reasons based on what I have seen that makes me reach the conclusion that Vmin makes the most sense. This is also partially tainted by my own bias, as that is something no shipper can escape. Again, people see what they want to see, and it can be hard to accept things that goes against your own beliefs.
What I don’t agree with is that Tae/kook and Ji/kook has more “evidence”. I don’t like calling it that, but hints or clues isn’t really right either. People have analyzed these ships more, but just because something is popular and get talked about a lot that doesn’t mean it’s the most likely. Vmin has always been a step behind because of their platonic label and that means that people already since years back has gotten it ingrained that they are only platonic. But is there really that much of a difference between the ships? Most of the things that you see in shipping videos all the members of Bangtan do. Sleep together, slap butts, hold hands, hug, say they love each other etc. etc. the list goes on. Using these things as evidence by saying “it just feels different between them” is not evidence to me, this goes for Vmin as well.
These things are too difficult to interpret to use as any type of hard evidence, especially since you see the members do most of these things with others as well. But even if it is exclusive it doesn’t have to mean romantic love or sexual attraction. Heart eyes and jealousy are in my opinion the worst examples of these things because the looks could literally mean anything. Take for example Vmin holding hands, they do this a lot, and unprompted simply because they seem to want to. It makes me squeal to see it, and I love it and think it’s proof of their close bond and love for each other. But I would not say it proves that they are in a relationship together. It could be 100% platonic. It can be a point to make me think it’s more likely but in the end it’s just one thing that might make me lean more in that direction.
So, besides my preference and bias towards Vmin, why do I then think Vmin is more likely compared to other ships? Well, in the only way I can, which is based on my own observations. Which are in turn also dyed by my own preexisting beliefs in how relationships look like and work, which could be completely incorrect since I don’t know how the members of BTS would think about and look at these topics themselves. Especially since their situation is rather extreme and they come from a different culture.
From what I see Vmin still share hotel rooms at least sometimes, they have slipped up before in various ways “Jimin and friends” trying to correct themselves or play it off as a joke and in general seem to be rather careful themselves with how they speak about and too each other. This goes for how the other members talk about them as well. I’ve mentioned Namjoon talking about Vmin “being great friends” a lot, and for me I just think the context of how and when he says these things seems a bit odd at times. I think the fact that everyone keeps saying how Vmin are the closest, how they call each other soulmates and a lot of other examples that come from the members themselves make it less likely for other ships to be real. Because these are things that Vmin doesn’t have to do, but they do them because they want to. I’ve talked about their neediness and how it seems they can’t be apart for too long and other things that could be platonic, but still kind of makes other ships less likely in my own mind. For me the way Vmin behave with each other simply makes me more inclined to think they could potentially be real compared to other ships in the group. I have seen theories for all ships, and I think some are really interesting, but nothing I have seen for any ship has been enough to convince me that it’s real or to make me believe in them more than in Vmin. I have seen things about Vmin that are also weird and interesting to analyze, mostly on my own because as we know there aren’t that many Vmin analysis out there. But the things I have seen still makes me raise my eyebrows sometimes. But I know I could be wrong.
To summarize I think a lot of proof and evidence that people talk about are overrated and often very misleading because how it’s presented. I think that it’s dangerous to stay too focused on only one possibility and be completely certain that what you think is the only answer. I know that Vmin has been underrated and lack the same type of focused investigating that other ships have been subjugated to. In the end all I can really do is take in the things I see and weigh them against each other to come up to likely scenarios in my head and to me Vmin being in a relationship could make sense.
I write my own analysis and share them, but in the end these are just my views that I share with you. Every person could think and see different things and we don’t know the truth, so all I really do is give different possible explanations. I also think Vmin could use more analysis to balance against the other ships. Though the fact that there are so many weird things to find with multiple pairs in itself seems to indicate that they are all less likely to be real.
Thanks for the ask, and sorry for the long and complicated reply (I feel like I might come off as a bit pretentious). But I think this fandom could do well with being a little less black and white. Either way, I love Vmin’s bond no matter what kind of love they have for each other, and I will keep on writing analysis. For fun, and because sometimes there really are things that I think are worth looking into. Thank you again, this was an interesting question to try and answer.
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