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iamyoursinblog · 3 years

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Fury

Pairing: Jung Hoseok x Min Yoongi (feat. Taehyung and Jungkook)

Genre: angst

Word Count: 1 k

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Summary: And how he managed to fall in love with you so much. He hated the fact that he found out that you and Yoongi were dating. But he was even more fury that his friend treats you so coldly in the circle of friends, allowing the other girls to flirt with him in front of you. Should he take the chance when he get the opportunity?

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Everything seemed to be in slow motion ... Your T-shirt slowly flew to his feet while he stared at you. He closed his eyes and turned away, taking a deep breath. If you took even a half step towards him, he certainly would not have been able to keep himself from being pulled you into his arms. He listened to your quarrel with Yoongi and was completely shocked. Why didn't he figure it out sooner ... but the fact that he brought Yoongi to you and asked for forgiveness for him just made his blood boil with fury! The pain in your voice, your tears ... He held out with all his might not to knock all the shit out of Yoongi right now for cheating on you!

Turning around, he grabbed Yoongi and dragged him towards the exit. He was too ashamed to be in the same room with you now. He walked in silence, dragging Yoongi with him, who was trying to break out of his grasp. He didn't even hear what Yoongi was saying to him. He was too dumbfounded by his friend's act. He threw Yoongi into the back seat and started the car. He drove at full speed towards the dorm. In the same silence, they went up to the apartment.

"How could you do this to her?" growled Hoseok as they entered the living room. "Are you even human?" he stared at Yoongi with disdain.

"That you meddle too much in our relationship with _______ as MY friend!" Yoongi growled, turning fully towards Hoseok.

"God, why did I even protect last night such asshole as you?!" Hoseok shook his head.

"And this is the main question: why did you even touch the girl who belongs to me!" yelled at him Yoongi

“If you acted like her boyfriend, I wouldn't have to do this, and take her away so as not to see the pain in her eyes while she watched your indifferent behavior!” he shouted at Yoongi

“It's none of your fucking business, Hoseok! You think if you fell in love with her you can do something like that behind my back!” Yoongi practically spat those words out in disgust.

"What? Do something like that????!!!!!!" Hoseok grabbed Yoongi by the collar "I'm holding on with my last bit not to beat the shit out of you for what you've done to ________!"

“Who do you think you are!!! You have no right at all to even pronounce her name!"

"So are you too!"

"She is mine! She belongs to me! Her heart belongs only to me! Her body belongs only to me! So keep your fucking heart and dick away from my girlfriend! She is mine property!” shouted Yoongi.

Everything inside Hoseok exploded at Yoongi's words. He pushed Yoongi hard in the chest, which caused him to land at the end of the room, knocking over a table, which he crashed into with his back.

"Oh, you bastard!" yelled Yoongi as he stood up from the floor and pounced on Hoseok. Hoseok staggered when he was hit in the jaw by Yoongi.

“What the hell is going on here?!” shouted Jungkook, who appeared behind them with Taehyung and dragged Yoongi and Hoseok to different side of the room.

"In words, please!" said Taehyung, holding tightly to Yoongi, who was struggling to escape.

"That garbage does not deserve words!" shouted Hoseok, trying to break free from Jungkook's steel grip.

"What the fuck happened between you?!" Jungkook asked, squeezing his arms tighter around Hoseok's waist.

"This bastard fucked yesterday's blonde in his studio!" growled Hoseok.

"She was hot when she danced on Yoongi's lap," Taehyung chuckled, winking at Jungkook. "What's the problem? It doesn't look like you were interested in her"

"What is the problem? Would you like to tell yourself to them what the problem is, Yoongi?" He glared at Yoongi with rage. "The fucking problem is that Yoongi has been secretly dating _______ for almost a year!” shouted Hoseok and the room fell into silence.

Taehyung's hands fell to the sides, letting go of Yoongi and looking at him in shock. Taehyung and Jungkook looked at each other, still disbelieving what they had just heard. Yoongi glared at Hoseok, but did not move, because he had nothing to answer on that! Hoseok shoved away Jungkook, who was still holding his waist, wiping blood from his split lip. Hoseok grabbed his jacket and headed for the exit. He didn't want to stay a minute longer in this room. He ran into the elevator by clicking on the parking floor. He hit the metal wall with force several times with his fist. He took a step back when he saw a trail of blood on the wall. He got off the elevator and headed for the car.

He got into the car and started it before quickly pulling out of the parking lot. He didn't even understand why and how he ended up in front of your house. He was so absorbed in thoughts of what happened today that he did not even realize that he had come to you. Although he could not say that he was too surprised by this. He got out of the car and went up to your floor. His hand froze in the air without pressing the doorbell when he heard a muffled crying behind the door. His heart sank, he wanted to come in and hug you, taking all your pain away hiding you in his arms from this cruel world.

What am I must to do now?, he asked himself, sliding to the floor next to your door.

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untilspringdays · 4 years

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Catalyst Chapter 6: Burn It

Summary: You were the catalyst, the start of it all. They would have found each other eventually but you brought them together sooner, faster than expected. Then you vanished from their lives and they were determined to get you back.

Pairings: OT7 x Reader (BTS)

Genre: Mafia AU | Angst, Fluff, Smut (Eventually)

Warnings (This chapter): Panic, Blood, Swearing

A/N: This took a while because of work.. I’m so sorry that it took this long but oh well its here now and I’m happy~

Word Count: 4.3k

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You didn’t like it. You didn’t like either option presented to you, and there was no third option. There wasn’t a way out of this mess you've gotten yourself into. You could have just waited for Hobi to recover on his own but you wanted him- No. You wanted BTS out of your life so badly that you ended up doing the opposite. Now they were all going to know one way or another that you were alive.

Fear was eating at you as you stood in front of Yoongi. Being presented this choice wasn’t boding well for you in the slightest. It felt like your fingertips were going numb and honestly? It felt like you were going to pass out. Your teeth dug into your lip, causing a slight pinch of pain hoping it would keep you rooted to the moment. You needed to give him your answer because they certainly weren’t going to wait for you to make up your mind as their brother was missing from their ranks.

Yoongi would certainly go back and tell them, which would lead to having BTS on your doorstep and as much as you didn’t want to go see them, Yoongi was right. If you went with him.. Then you could reveal yourself on your own terms.. Granted the timing of it wouldn’t be what you wanted, but it seemed your preference of ‘never’ wasn’t going to happen.

You could feel Yoongi’s eyes on your form. His gaze was intense as he waited for your answer. He could really see the conflict that was going through your mind at the moment but the choice still had to be made.

You let out a shaking say, regretting the words as soon as they leave your mouth. "Okay fine. We can take Hoseok to the base, together." You could see Yoongi's face light up at the news. His lips twitching upwards slightly at the news.

He nodded, keeping his composure for the moment that the two of you were out in public. "Let's get going then." He said approaching you, ready for you to lead the way back to your home.

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You never expected to bring another BTS member into your home so soon. It was.. not as terrifying as last time but still having them in your space, in your safe haven.. It didn't sit well with you.

The second the two of you stepped through the door, Yoongi rushed to his friend’s side. He didn’t even take a moment to take in your tiny apartment, but considering the circumstances it was understandable.

His expression softened from its earlier hardened state at the sight of his sleeping friend. His gaze taking in every mark, every bruise, every cut, like he was going to get an answer of who did this out of it. What hid behind that expression he wore you didn’t know. Anger, sadness, resentment.. Maybe even relief.. You didn’t know for sure. It had been way too long for you to be able to read the man in front of you like you used too.

A gentle sting on your neck reminds you of the wound the same man had given you not too many moments before, and your place in this situation. You didn’t belong here, in this moment, with them. You didn’t belong with BTS anymore and that is where you will remain.

Turning away from the two men you made your way to the bathroom, ready to take care of your knife wound, but not ready to face the situation here soon. Meeting all of them again.. All at once.. You certainly weren’t ready but it's the situation you choose.

You let out a small sigh as you stepped inside your bathroom. It was a bit of a relief to be away from Yoongi and Hobi but in the back of your mind you knew they were there. You supposed that was always true even when they knew you weren’t alive. Every waking moment you spent in fear of them, paranoid they would show up.

You pulled out the first aid kit from under your sink, careful in opening it so that way you didn’t send anything flying by accident. You grabbed an alcohol cloth, tearing it from its packet and carefully pressing it to the cut on your neck. The sting causing you to flinch and a small hiss to escape you, but you didn’t need an infection.

Once you were certain the cut was clean you bandaged it up as best as you could, knowing that it wouldn’t last too long considering it was on your neck, and you moved your neck way too much. Oh well as long as the cut sealed up well you didn’t need the bandage to stay there.

You sealed up the first aid kit, and placed it back under your sink. Your gaze turning up to your reflection. You looked absolutely tired.. Your eyes held no shine, your hair was a mess. You were certain there were bags under your eyes from how much stress you had been under for the last while.

With another sigh you pushed your hand through your hair trying to tame some of the mess before stepping out of the bathroom. You needed to get this over with. When you returned to the living room, Yoongi hadn’t really moved at all, though his gaze was on you now.

“Are you ready?” He asked, his tone soft like you were used too.

As much as you didn’t want to you gave him a small nod.

The older man hummed before speaking again. “Alright come help me carry him, I had someone bring a car near here.” At least he wasn’t bringing more people to where you lived.

You stepped up to the pair, helping Yoongi lift the taller man. The two of you moved slower than you would have thought, but it was alright. You both needed to be careful considering his injuries.

It didn’t take long for the three of you to reach the black vehicle, in your opinion what took the longest was settling Hobi into the back seat with you. His head resting in your lap, as much as you wanted to hate him, hate BTS you couldn’t. As much as you didn’t want it, a certain fondness sat in your chest looking down at Hobi’s slumbering expression.

The car lurching forward, and beginning to move caused the man resting on your lap to stirr, but he didn’t wake up. You placed one of your hands on Hoseok’s arm to help hold him steady, the other settled in your lap near his head.

You lifted your gaze to Yoongi’s form. The man in question remained silent and stoic, his concentration remaining on the road ahead of him. You wanted to say something to him, to ask him something but no words were coming to mind. It was uncomfortable, and awkward. You shifted slightly, your heart beating heavily in your chest. You turned to look out the window trying to forget the awkward feeling in the car.

What was a short car ride to the main BTS base felt like hours. Hoseok seemed to be stirring more often pulling your attention away from how uncomfortable you were. Concern swelled in your chest every time he did. You hoped he wasn’t hurting too badly from his wounds.

You watched as Hoseok moved once again, your hand running through his hair trying to calm him, like you did the past couple times, but this time instead of him settling back down, his eyes blinked open.

He looked up at you with confusion, and slight panic in his unfocused eyes. You let out a soft hum, keeping your hand running through his hair trying to calm him. Eventually his eyes focused on you, relief flooded his features.

“I found you in time..” He said softly.

You nodded. “Yeah you did,” ignoring the look you got from Yoongi.

“Where are we?” He asked trying to sit up in his spot, but you kept him from moving.

“Stay down.” You told him sternly but keeping your voice soft. “We are heading to the Base. Yoongi is driving us.”

His expression quickly shifted to concern. “But.. They will know..” He was concerned for you, and because of that you felt a small thing of happiness but the situation still weighed on you heavily.

You shook your head. “It’s alright. I couldn’t take care of you by myself.. So I wanted to make sure you returned to your brothers.” It wasn’t the whole truth but he didn’t need to hear that coming from your mouth.

He was about to speak up again but the car suddenly stopped. Yoongi turned back to the two of you. “We are here.” He said, before getting out of the car.

Hoseok went to sit up once again, and you didn’t stop him this time choosing to help him instead. Yoongi opened the door to the back, helping his brother step out of the vehicle carefully. Once you knew Yoongi had him, you turned to get out yourself.

You stepped out onto the concrete. Your eyes turning to the building you haven’t seen in many years. It looked the exact same as you remembered. The only change to the building in front of you was the fact that ivy had grown more on the face of the building. The other buildings in the area matching the one in front of you.

The base was a couple stories tall, nothing about it making it stand out as anything special. You knew that, despite the small looking building, there was a network of underground sections below, making the base a lot bigger than it appeared.

Hoseok approached you with the help of Yoongi. “Are you ready for this?” He asked you, eyeing you carefully, hoping you weren’t going to run.

You shook your head. “No I’m not ready..” You said to him, looking your friend in the eye. “But I don’t have much of a choice do I?” You said mostly to him, but your gaze flicked to Yoongi for a split second.

“At this point.. No I guess not. Someone probably has already seen you.” The injured man said resting a hand on your shoulder trying to relax you a little even with the anxiety eating at you and numbing your fingertips once again.

Hoseok tightened on your shoulder. “I’m by your side, and so is Yoongi and Jimin.”

You nodded, letting out another sigh. You looked at the two men with a determined look, letting them know you were ready.

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The first one you had run into was Jungkook. His eyes wide as he took you in. Confusion was clear on his face as he watched the three of you walk past him heading for the stairs that sat near the entrance.

You locked eyes with the youngest, giving him a small smile and a wave before turning your attention back to the other two males. You didn’t know if he recognized you but with the way he stopped what he was doing and started to follow the three of you, his eyes watching you carefully.

The next to show was Jimin. He stepped out of one of the may rooms on the second floor, he was shocked to see you with his two brothers, but he didn’t say anything. Instead he gave you an apologetic look for your situation. He pointed down the hall trying to communicate with you without breaking the silence that had settled between all of you. You nodded, knowing exactly what he was trying to ask you. You were on your way to see Namjoon.

The five of you stopped in front of the door to Namjoon’s office. You expected one of them to knock on the door to let the leader know that you were there but Yoongi just turned the door knob sort of busting his way inside with Hobi hanging on to the smaller man.

As the rest of the boys stepped inside you stopped just outside of the doorway. All of them were talking to one another quietly. You could hear Namjoon’s deep voice asking about Hobi, and expressing his relief that his second in command was alright. Eventually the voices quieted down, and you noticed that Jimin was staring right at you. Concern was on his face but he beckoned you inside.

“Joon.” It was Yoongi that spoke up first, as you debated if you still wanted to do this. “There is someone here you haven’t seen in a while.. All I can say is that we were wrong.”

You could hear the pause in the voices, you could just imagine the confusion on Namjoon’s face as he tried to figure out who it was Yoongi was talking about.

Your breath caught in your throat as you stepped inside. All of their eyes were on you, causing you to freeze in your spot just inside the office. Just behind the desk stopped BTS’ leader, his hard gaze narrowed at you as he took you in.

Beside him, off to the side of the desk stood Jin. His look on his face remained neutral. He stood tall, hands folded behind his back as he took you in as well. Jungkook still regarded you with weariness, not knowing what to think of the situation.

Your hands were clasped tightly together in front of you, your fingernails digging into the skin in your hands trying to root yourself to the moment, to get yourself to speak instead of getting lost in your panic for being in front of these men. The only one you didn’t see up here was Taehyung but you didn’t doubt he wasn’t too far.

With a shaky exhale, you gathered yourself before speaking. “Hi.. Joon.” You stepped a bit closer to the leader trying to get a gauge on what he was thinking.

His gaze flicked over to Yoongi, seeking answers before flitting over to Jimin and Hoseok who didn’t seem to be questioning your presence. He looked back to you still confused as to why his brothers would bring in a random stranger into his office. “And you are?”

You frowned, it was more for allowing some of your stress out instead of his reaction. You opened your mouth to speak but one of the others beat you to it.

“Come on Joonie. You don’t recognize your favorite girl?” Hobi cracked with a smile despite his exhausted and damaged state. You watched as Joon’s eyes widened as he turned to look at his second in command once again.

Jimin scoffed. “Come on Hyung you didn’t even recognize her at first. I guess I was the only one who was able to see that it was actually Y/N behind all of those scars.” His serious demeanor turned into playful as a smirk graced his beautiful features.

The three that didn’t recognize you had their eyes locked on you, trying to see if it was actually you behind all of those scars and changes.

You rubbed the back of your head, finally being able to speak up again. “I actually prefer going by King now..”

“King..” You heard Jungkook echo. Suddenly he was in front of you in a flash. “You mean you were in front of me this whole time? Everytime I went to the arena with Jimin, that was you who I saw fighting?” He asked, taking your face into his hands, looking you over.

You let out a small giggle more out of nervousness instead of happiness. “Yeah.. I was in hiding.” You said to him looking to Jimin or Hobi for help.

“Hiding?” You heard Namjoon speak up. “Jungkook move.”

At his leader’s stern voice the youngest released you moving to the side.

While your vision was blocked by Jungkook’s voice, Namjoon had moved from behind his desk and closer to you. Jin had stepped closer as well, his eyes now curious.

You locked eyes with Namjoon, giving him a small shy smile, unsure of what to say to the leader and he seemed unsure of what to say to you as well but it seemed that Jin did.

“What happened to you?” Jin asked, his voice concerned.

“I uh..” You didn’t know what to say now that they were all in front of you. You didn’t know if you could outright

“We should hold off on that.. Someone needs to go get Taehyung.” Joon finally spoke up for the first time seeming to involve you in the conversation now instead of treating you like you weren’t there. “Kook, go get him from downstairs. Tell him it is important.” Jungkook nodded hurrying out of the room.

You watched the younger man go before turning back to Joon. He put his hands on your shoulders taking you in once again before pulling you into a big hug. His face burying into your neck. “It really is you..” You heard him say softly. He pulled back still holding you within arms length as the others watched you reunite with their leader. A long time friend of yours.

“I thought.. I thought you were gone..” He said to you. You could see some red in his eyes, was he really fighting back tears for you? Did he really miss you that much? You couldn’t help but feel your chest tighten. Did you actually miss them despite what they had done to you?

“I..” You started. “I was hiding for reasons that I have explained to Jimin and Hobi fully.” You started to tell him.

Joon shook his head. “Let’s wait for Taehyung. I’m sure he would want to hear this too.” He finally dropped his grip on you returning to his seat at his desk, you could tell he was trying to process everything. He thought you were dead, but here you were.

Your gaze turned to Jin as he looked unsure if he could approach you or not. “It’s been so long..” He said to you. You could tell he was holding back his emotions as well, these normally so hard to read men, were showing emotions at your arrival.

You raised your arms inviting the oldest into a hug. He pulled you in a little faster than the others did. You could hear a small sniffle leave him but you didn’t think you were worth crying over.

Just as Jin pulled away from the hug, the door burst open once again, revealing Taehyung and Jungkook. “Seriously Taehyung? You didn’t have time to change?” Jimin asked, grossed out by his brother’s appearance.

You turned to look at the one you hadn’t seen yet. There were blood splatters on his clothes. The sleeves to his button up shirt rolled up past his elbows. His hair slicked back whether that was from hair gel or maybe from something else you didn’t know. Despite your anxiety earlier, it wasn’t there now despite how scary looking the second youngest seemed to appear.

The bloody man approached you quickly, not even bothering to retort to Jimin. His dark eyes took in your form. His hand came up and cupped your check, smearing not yet dried blood over your check but you didn’t mind. You leaned your head into his hand returning his smile he gave you.

His voice was deep when he spoke up, knowing where he came from, you weren’t surprised but you couldn’t help the shudder that ran down your spine. “It really is you.. I thought Kookie was joking.”

You placed your hand over his that rested on your face. “Yes it is me, and as much as I like your hand on my face the drying blood is making me uncomfortable.” Taehyung grinned before pulling away from you.

Joon finally spoke up once you had your moment with everyone. “Alright so why.. Why the hell were you hiding? Why did you not come to us if you were in danger?” He asked. He was hurt that you didn’t turn to him, to his friends, the ones you used to trust so much.

You didn’t know how to form the words, almost afraid to tell him the truth.

“That's the thing Joon.. We were the danger.” Jimin said for you. You shot him a thankful look for getting it started for you.

Jin spoke up, “What?” The others looked at you for confirmation on Jimin’s words.

“I was attacked a few years ago as you must have seen to assume I was dead.” You started. Joon nodded for you to continue. “Well I was attacked by a BTS member..” The ones that didn’t know the news looked at you shocked.

Namjoon’s eyes turned dark, trying to figure out what you were accusing them of. “What do you mean?” He asked, his tone dropping a bit getting serious. This wasn’t something he could take lightly.

Jimin spoke up again seeing how he was the one working with you on this whole thing for a while. At least up until the whole fight with Hoseok. “It’s true. You know that one trusted member that she put out of commission? That was who attacked her that night, and I’m not lying considering the way she reacted when she saw him.”

Joon nodded, taking in all of the information as best as he could. “And what are you insinuating?” He asked, turning his gaze back to you.

“I.. I was afraid. After realizing who had attacked me I didn’t want to turn to any of you in case you had… ordered it.. I found help in Mason, he took me in, gave me a job, and a place to stay. I stayed in hiding until Jimin found me not that long ago.” You said, your voice was timid and afraid of their reaction. Afraid of what they might do to you.

“So you think one of us wanted you dead? Do you realize how stupid that sounds Y/N?” It was Tae that spoke up this time, he was leaning against the wall closest to the door, not minding if he got blood on the wall.

“Taehyung do you not see how scared she is?” Jimin spoke up his voice stern as he tried to defend you. You had already been through these questions twice now granted a little kinder.

“No it’s alright Jimin, I expected this.” You said to him, giving him a timid smile, trying to reassure him.

Your friend shook his head. “No. You have already been through this, you have expressed your fear many times. Yet you are here in front of us facing something you shouldn’t. I can answer any questions if you want me to.”

You replied quickly, “Are you sure?” The nod he gave you in reply was all you needed. You felt relief wash through you. You didn’t want to go through this a fourth time, to relive your trauma again, and again.

You stepped away from the others, quickly toning out the conversation. From what you heard Jimin answered questions as you would have but he also tried to bring up what possibly could have happened, trying to take the blame away from one of his brothers, bringing up the potential hole they had in their ranks that he hadn’t been able to track down.

Your need to destress brought you to the window. Your gaze watching some of the lower ranks walk by enter and leave some of the other buildings, but one caught your attention. He wasn’t moving.. Something didn’t feel right.

There was a man. A single man stood just on the ground below, just a few meters from the building. You watched as someone came by and spoke a few words to the man standing right in front of the office you were gathered in. The man you noted nodded, before the other man moved on.

You didn't recall the man being there when you had arrived. The entryway way to the complex just a little ways from where the stranger stood. At first glance he seemed like a guard but the long he stood there the worse the feeling in your gut got. Something was wrong. You just didn't know what yet.

Every fiber in your being screamed at you, telling you to look away from the man to get out of the office or to get out of the building or something but you didn't know if that was because of the increasingly intense conversation behind your or the simple looking man below you.

He turned towards you. You could tell he was a part of BTS from what he was wearing but there was something on his clothes something you didn’t recognize at first but you froze in your spot as soon as you did. It was the same symbol. The exact same symbol that man wore when he tried to kill you. You gasped as the memory appeared in your mind.

Only one of the members seemed to sense the tension that had built up in you, how uncomfortable the situation had become for you. Jimin could see your hands gripping on the window seal so tightly that your knuckles turned white.

"King?" He called to you, his voice cutting through the conversation, and your panic but his tone was still soft.

He stepped forward ready to pull you away from the window when suddenly you turned. Everyone was slightly startled by your sudden behavior. Fear and panic were clear in your wide gaze causing the seven men to hesitate for a moment.

Your wild eyes locked on Jimin in a moment recognizing the danger you were both in now. You lunged forward arms outstretched, as you tackled Jimin to the ground, pushing you both away from the window.

All of the members were at the ready, hands going to the weapons they had on hand at your action, but when a crash was heard in the window their attention shifted.

What had come through the window was something they never expected, especially at what they considered a safe house.

Right as they turned their attention to the window, the whole side of the office was engulfed in flames. Right where you and Jimin had been standing.

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fiddle-styx · 5 years

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college/uni taegi recs

some college/university au taegi fic recs!

that which runs deep in my heart by airplanewishes | 16k, 1chp Nothing hurts more than our secrets.

Drag by mucha | 3k, 1chp Dating a musician probably wasn't the smartest idea Taehyung has ever had.

trip switch by dissintegrate | 16k, 1chp yoongi and taehyung make out every time the power goes out in the dorms, that's it, that's the fic

To Carry a Heavy Heart by bagelboy | 9k, 1chp Yoongi and Taehyung meet between the lines

Paint My Heart a Thousand Colours by lovemazekth | 6k, 1chp Taehyung is a college art student who, after his phone dies, stumbles across an old radio that's stuck on the college radio channel. Cooped up in the art studio for hours on end, he soon finds himself intrigued and constantly listening to the deep, drawling voice of the host who always finds something profound to say.

Yosemite and Friends by taebleb | 1k, 1chp Taehyung’s laptop is called Drake, Jungkook is being extremely difficult, Yoongi just wants to get his econs paper done.

Carry Me by tiny_joon | 6k, 1chp Maybe its good you exposed your freak bitch side early. Now your relationship wont be built on lies of you trying to be cool for months. Or In which Taehyung accidentally sends a text to the wrong person and it's 100% not a dick pic

pull me closer by mintyoongee | 8k, 1chp somewhere along the way, the lines got blurred, and through one week the two men find themselves becoming closer. [or, in which taehyung has insomnia and nice friend/roommate yoongi helps him with it]

Everyday Boom Boom (Because of You Boom Boom) by bananamilks | 11k, 1chp Five times Taehyung breaks things with his mind, and the one time he tries to prevent it. [or, Taehyung gets nervous around his crush and magic breaks the tension for him]

It's not what you see, it's who. by dreaminglasael | 3k, 1chp Yoongi never had any intentions of acting on the feelings he had for Taehyung. But he also never imagined Jimin asking him to go with him to see a psychic. Looking around the store, a mirror caught Yoongi's eye. What was a perfectly innocent mirror for everyone else, lit the proverbial fire under Yoongi's feet.

basic witches by thebestofme | 12k, 7chp Usually, students come to the campus witch for potions that don’t truly need magic. Yoongi’s famous all-nighter elixir is essentially black coffee mixed with red bull. But this latest commission needs some odd ingredients. The blood of a virgin? A little harder to procure than unicorn hair. (“Yoongi-hyung, what did you need from me again?” “Tae? How sexually experienced are you? Just. Asking for a friend.")

large, extra cheese, extra sauce (extra you) by vminism | 8k, 1chp Taehyung starts everything by procrastinating. Even unhealthy crushes on the pizza delivery boy.

Like, Comment and Subscribe by mucha | 13k, 3chp “I got twelve new comments on that video about Frank Ocean’s new album. They just appeared, like, out of nowhere? It’s kinda weird, right?” “Were they telling you the album is superior to Channel Orange?” “You wish. No, they were mostly…” Yoongi pauses, searching for the right words. “Well, about my hands?” “Huh.” Namjoon stares into the distance, chewing slowly. Then he shrugs and sends Yoongi a wide grin. “Well, your hands are nice, can’t argue there.” (Or; Taehyung is a YouTuber, Yoongi likes to review albums online, and somewhere between that, they fall in love)

Just Skin by syubology | 164k, 17chp [ This fic is being rewritten; every time someone asks me abt an update, I delete a paragraph from the wip. Have a day. ]

just a psa for anyone going to read this ↑ amazing story:

if you dare give this author any shit for updates i will personally find you and give you a whole ass lecture

this is one of the most famous and wonderful taegi fics out there

and they deserve no shit from people yelling for updates

so watch out

and enjoy this amazing fic

bonus taegikook:

Three in Time of Two by Ivillpunchyouinthethroat | 9k, 2chp And as Taehyung had predicted that night long ago at the park, nothing much had changed between he and Jungkook. They were still Taehyung and Jungkook and Jungkook and Taehyung. One month into their first year was when they met Yoongi.

#taegi #bts #bangtan #taehyung #yoongi #bts fic recs #taegi fic recs #iz recs some fics #daegu boys #daegu boyfriends #taegikook #college/university au #fic recs #agnst #fluff #fanfiction

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thetrueghostqueen · 5 years

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A Fake Not So Fake Marriage- Chapter 17

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Jeongguk settled Ji-ya on her bed and began pacing. This situation couldn’t go on any longer. Her being a zombie. Taehyung being withdrawn and silent. The other Bangtan members doubting every decision they made in regards to their feelings.

He stopped pacing and looked at Ji-ya. Once again she just sat there frozen. He’d believe she was a statue if not for the rise and fall of her chest. “Ji-ya.” He spoke. His voice sounding louder than intended due to the silence and stillness of the room. “Talk to me, love. Please.”

He waited. Nothing. No intake of breath. No shifting of her eyes. No indication that she had even heard a word. The woman in front of him was not his Ji-ya.

Ji-ya was never passive. She was a sassy smart ass. Her mouth well known for getting herself in trouble. It's true they helped her with bullies when she was younger but not because she couldn't defend herself. They helped so that she wouldn't do something she'd regret and get in trouble.

Jeongguk's patience wore out as he thought of how Ji-ya was before. With frustration evident in his voice he spoke again. "What the hell is wrong with you? Did moving to the U.S. make you a coward? Talk to me!"

Ji-ya remained silent. Jeongguk growled.

"I'm trying to help you!" He yelled losing the remaining vestiges of control. "You want us to leave Ji-ya? To go home and pretend you don't exist. Do you have any idea how happy we were to find out where you were? How excited and scared we were to see you again? Thinking finally after so long we would be a family again. Boy, were we so fucking wrong."

He paused and noticed Ji-ya looking at him. She was still silent but he finally got a reaction. He continued.

"You left a void in our hearts. We honestly and foolishly believed seeing you again would fill it. We shouldn't have come. Shouldn't have hoped." He spat. "My best friends, brothers are downstairs hurting and miserable. Walking on eggshells and blaming themselves. For what? You?" He spat. "You aren't the girl we loved. I don't know who you are but I will tell you this. I DON'T LIKE YOU."

Ji-ya stared at Jeongguk tears falling down her face. She cast her eyes downward in shame at his words.

Jeongguk continued his torrent of words acting as if he didn't notice the tears. "We shouldn't have come. We should have kept you as nothing more than a memory. The reality of you is so disappointing. Now we lost Taehyung. AGAIN! WHY?"

Ji-ya looked back at Jeongguk when he yelled. Flinched when he dropped in front of her and got in her face.

"WHY?" He yelled again. "Because we wanted to help you. We lost Tae again because of you." He glared at her venomously. "You aren't WORTH IT. We lost our brother because he fucking LOVED YOU!"

He pushed back to stand and leave. It was pointless. Why did he think he could get through to her. She's Yoongi's sister after all.

"Fuck you."

Jeongguk turned back and looked at Ji-ya. "What?"

Ji-ya locked eyes with Jeongguk and balled her fists. "I said FUCK YOU, Gguk. Who gave you the right to attack me like this? Telling me I'm not worth it. So Fuck You!"

"Fuck you Ji-ya!" Jeongguk snapped back. "You've been walking around like a fucking comatose zombie for days worrying everyone. Taehyung won't talk. Yoongi beat the crap out of him and he didn't react. Nobody knows what to think. We know you two fucked and now...."

"He rejected me." Ji-ya cut him off. She brought her knees to her chest and sobbed. "I gave him my heart, mind, body, and soul, and he left Gguk. In that moment everything the Mins had ever told me came true."

Jeongguk's sails deflated at her confession. He sat on the bed and pulled her into his arms. "Ji-ya." He spoke softly.

"You're right Gguk, I am worthless. The Mins were right too. I should have never been born. I'm sorry. I'm so, so, so very sorry. I'm so sorry for being born. I'm sorry for dragging you all into my shitty life. I'm sorry for everything."

Jeongguk chocked on a sigh as he wiped a stray tear off his cheek. "Love." He started.

He never got to complete his sentence, Ji-ya jumped and ran out the room. Seconds later the front door slammed shut. With a heavy heart and even heavier mind Jeongguk made his way down the stairs to the living area.

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foodloverforever0 · 5 years

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Not a family i remmember

Description: Kim family was destroyed a long time, no one just talked about it really. You lived on your own, far away from your brothers and the suffocating feeling that you were getting when you were with them. You thought everything was finally fine....but a call for a hospital told you otherwise.

“I remember when we use to pretend we were lost kinds with peter pan just so we wouldn't grow up.....I guess everyone changes.”- Kim Jimin

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You ran down the hospital hall as fast as you could. The make-up you had, was a long time ruined as you cried in your apartment and in the taxi. You were too shocked to drive or to do anything and not as you could drive anyway. You just needed to hear that he is ok. That everything you heard through the phone was a big disgusting lie. Jimin was ok. He was at his home laying down and watching some cheesy drama on the laptop but, looks like you never got anything that you wanted. You got to the port, crushing into it. The lady working there jumped a little. "Miss, are you alright?" She tried to get a hold of your hand but you too a step back, looking around. "Did you get anyone today by the name Kim Jimin?" The lady quickly sat at her table, typing something on the computer. "Yes, we- "Which floor and room!?" You said tears already falling down. "The second floor, room 208, excuse me- Hey!" The lady yelled after you but you were already going towards the elevator, you clicked the button more than enough times, but at the moment it was taking to much time so you ran towards the stairs. You got the second floor, leaning on your knees as you too deep breaths, wow you were really out of shape. Not like you can help it. You looked at the signs, trying to figure out which way to go. You gritted your teeth, going right. You fast walked looking at the room numbers you wanted to scream. To let everything out, but you needed to be strong for Jimin right now. "Quicky! He needs to go on an operation! Now!" You turned towards the voices. There were three doctors and four nurses, carrying things and pulling a bed on wheels with them. But the important thing was that...Jimin was the one o the bed. You froze, everything around you froze, you could only hear your breath as you started moving again. You screamed Jimijn's name running towards him. One of the nurses held you back. You fought back trying to break free. You cry out his name, hoping his going to hear you and wake up. After some time you calmed down and the nurse took you to the waiting room, telling you to wait there for results. You just stood there after the nurse went, who knows how long did you stand there, your mind was blank, you couldn't think or do anything. Someone took your hand in theirs turning you around. You looked up. There was Seokjin, the eldest brother, His eyes were red and puffy. He tried to smile, but you ignored his attempt and hugged him, he returned it right away. "(Y/n)?" you turned around, there was your father, looking just as bad as you and Seokjin. You let out a cry, walking towards him and hugging him. "Dad." Namjoon let out a shaky breath, he didn't see or hear you in person for so long he was so shocked he didn't know how to react. You three hugged together, before going to sit down in the waiting room. before you went in you bought Jimin's favorite candy bars, that will wait for him when he wakes up. You got into a hall where your brother and father went. You were looking a the floor, not paying attention to where you walked. "(Y/n)?" You stopped walking, not believing your ears. You didn't want to look up, but your own mind betrayed you as you look up. There was Hoseok. Your Hob and sunshine, you didn't see him in such a long time it was almost like you didn't know each other. You two didn't move, just look at each other. "Hello, Hoseok-hyung." Hoseok smiled a little. He wanted to start talking again but another person interrupted him. "Well, well, well. Who would say that Kim (Y/n) actually decided to show her ass up." You looked behind Hoseok and there indeed was Yoongi. His hair was black and he had a cut lip if it weren't for the tense aura you would've asked what happened "It's good to see you too, Yoongi-hyung.". Yoongi had a pissed off face making a 'tch' sound with his lips. "Cut the bullshit! Why are you here?" You took a small step back. You and Yoongi were never on got terms, always fighting and picking on each other. But you still loved him, he was your brother and someone you always looked up too, it was sad how everything turned out. "I came here because of Jimin, nothing more." You fired back, with the same amount of bitterness in your voice as Yoongi's. You could see Seokjin and your dad standing from the side, they had concerned faces but did not interrupt. Yoongi had a hurt look on his face for a moment before it turned to an angry look. "You have no right to be here! Not after you left us behind like were we some trash!" You felt your anger rise, gripping onto your bag as hard as you could. "I can do whatever I want with my life You're not the boss of me." "(Y/n)-nonna." Your eyes followed the voice. There was Taehyung, he looked the worst out all of you, messy hair, bloody close, and big puffy red eyes. Beside him was Jungkook your youngest brother, last time you saw him he was beginning college and was small and thin, now he well was well billed and slightly taller. Yoongi didn't let you start a conversation with them as he slept in front of them, blocking your view. "You can go back from where you came from. We don't need you here and Jimin doesn't either." You were hurt by his words but you didn't let it show it. "I'm not going anywhere, even if you don't want me here, I'll stay. Jimin is the only real family I have." You could hear someone gasp, probably Taehyung as you could hear little sniffs. Yoongi took another step forward, but Hoseok pulled him back. "How can you say that? After everything, every single one of us did for you." Hoseok had tears in his eyes, trying to hold them back. Yo laughed. "You only did it because dad asked of you to do it." "You know that's a - "Hoseok don't even try to tell me its a god damn lie!" You yelled. Making everyone in the hallway discomposed. "Why are you saying this noona? Everything was alright the last time we talked." Jungkook said with a confused face. You took a step forward. "Tell me Jungkook. When was the last time we talked." First Jungkook looked sad because you called him by his name without a nickname, but then his eyes looked even sadder as he realized something. "We haven't talked to each other in seven months Jungkook." You say as Jungkook put his head down, thinking. "Not a single call, text, video message even email, form either of you. Nothing." The last word you said with such hate, it was almost like you ate something bad and wanted it out of your system. "Why are you just blaming us. You didn't try to contact us either." said Taehungy, quietly but loud enough for you to hear. "I didn't try to contact you? Taehyung how many times have I tried to plan for us to go somewhere together and you always canceled, even when I was already there!? How many times when I called you over, you always said your busy!? How many times have you left me and Jimin wait on video calls for you to show up only to send a message two or three days later just saying sorry!? Just fucking sorry!" Taehyugn started full crying, not saying anything else. "Hey! stop yelling at my brother!" Hoseok said now standing next to Yoongi. "Your brother? Last time I checked we were all supposed to be a family!" "You lost this family on the day you killed mom!" After Yoongi yelled that out you were all quiet for a moment. 'How could he? How can he be so cruel?' You were six at the time. You and your mom were going back home from your girls day because living with seven boys was never easy. Some random guy stopped you saying he wants your money. Your mom begged and begged but the guys just wouldn't stop, in the last moment he pulled out a knife aiming in towards you but your mom pushed you taking the hit for you. You hated to talk about it because you did blame yourself for what happened.Yoongi realized he slept over the line, but it was too late now. "You know damn right it wasn't my fault! And how can you eve say that! I loved mom just as much as you did!" You said pointing at them. "Then why did you quit?" You know what exactly Hoseok meant. "If you thought we didn't ask about you, you were wrong. We asked companies were you danced, they told us you quit. I thought it was your dream. And you were fiding it form younger ones!" You heard Jungkook say a 'what' probably form the shock of hearing you not dancing again. Dancing was your passion since a very young age, and you become one of the best dancers in the country. Yoongi walked to the point where he was in front of you. "I mean I can see your out of shape but did you really think you could hide things like that from us for-. Before Yoongi finished you slapped him on his right cheek. Yoongi turned his face back to yell at you again, but the sign of your tears made him stop. You two always fought but never did you make another cry. "You wanna know why I don't dance again? You looked him right in the eyes. "What was exactly six months ago?" Yoongi made a confused face, the same as Jungkook, Taehyugn, and Hoseok. "O my God." Seokjin put a hand on his mouth, realizing what were you talking about the same as your dad. The other four looked at the confused. "Six months ago...It was my birthday." Yoongi's eyes widen in realization. Hoseok gasped and Jungkook looked away ashamed. " We were supposed to celebrate together. Hoseok made a reservation in a cute restaurant. Seokjin couldn't come because he was sick and dad worked a night shift that week. The only one I was with was Jimin. He came alone by the train half an hour late, saying either of you showed up to go." Hosek started crying now too, not believing what was he hearing. " It would be ok if any of you said something, but I didn't get anything from any of you. Not a single message." You say as you opened up your arms. "You wanna know why I don't dance anymore?" You got down to your right leg pulling your pants up form you toe to knee. Taehyung and Hoseok gasped, Yoongi and Jungkook were frozen on spot. There were used to be your leg was a plastic leg made out of wires. You stood up, crying." After me and Jimin got out of the restaurant, I drove him home. After I left him I got into a car crash with a drunk driver. He was killed on the spot form the impact while...My leg got most of it." You were crying so much you couldn't see, drying your tears with your jacket. " When I woke up I couldn't feel my leg and that was because it was gone." You laughed a little. "I tried to call any of you, but it went straight to voice mail, so I left a message with me crying and asking if any of you could pick me up and I got an answer form two of you a week later." You looked at all of them, they looked destroyed, not believing what you told them was true. "The thing that disappointed me was...that either of you eve after hearing my message, didn't even try to call me, but just messaged me a pissing 'is everything alright'. Everyone was quiet. You could only hear crying sounds. "If Jimin doesn't wake up, you will never see me again." With that, you turned around. You could hear Taehyung calling after you but you didn't care. You turned a corner, breathing heavily as you got out of the hospital. You put a hand on the wall, leaning on it as you felt your head spin. You slid down the wall, hugging your legs close to your chest finally breaking down completely. You just wanted things to go back to normal. When you were a happy and healthy family. But, it looks like you never get what you want.

Well......this was interesting. I hope you all enjoyed this shitty agnst one shot. If you want to read more check out my masterlist with other stores and stories that are yet to come!

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purple-kpop · 6 years

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BTS scenario: Yoongi-ex.

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You were getting ready for your date with your boyfriend. When you were about to leave you got a call from Yoongi.

Hey I don't think I'll make it. Can we go another time?

Why? What happened?

I can't really talk right now. I'll text you later.

"Wait-" but he already hung up.

You were curious to why he had declined the meeting but more that that you were actually angry that he did it last minute. Now that you were all dressed up you could either go out alone or dress down and watch Netflix (Good Girls 👍).

After about 3 hours you heard a knock on the door. After you checked who was it you didn't really wanted to open up but the knocking continued so you just gave up.

"What do you want Yoongi?" You asked once you opened up.

"Still mad?"

"StIlL mAd" you repeated mocking him. "Why wouldn't I be mad? You ditched me without even telling me why."

"I'll tell you but maybe let me in first?

"No." You said teasing him but letting him in after some time. "So? What happened?" You asked crossing your arms over your chest.

"It's not important. How about I'll just make it up for you?" He said coming closer with a smirk.

"How about you tell me why you suddenly had to decline our date?" You asked putting your hand on his chest to push him away lightly. "Tell me."

"E/N called me. She was crying I had to check on her." He answered lowering his head.

"Oh okay. I'm not mad. I would run to my ex as soon as he called too. So no problem." You said sarcastically. "Maybe... I'll even go there right now" you said and wanted to walk away but Yoongi stopped you.

"You are not going anywhere."

"Why? You can see her everytime you want even ditching our date but I can't meet with my ex?" You said angrily.

"Y/N stop."

"Why everything always have to be done your way?"

"It is not"

"Just leave. I don't want to deal with you today."

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namjoonchronicles · 6 years

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“It comes in waves.”

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bts-0t-7 · 5 months

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So What? | MYG | Chapter 1

Pair: Hybrid Cat Yoongi x F Reader

Summary: Running from a past that foreshadows him, Yoongi is adamant about ever turning back to his human counterpart form, in hopes that nobody would recognise him and take him away. You worked at a cafe with your best friend. As a more-than-normal day seemed to go by, you discovered something amidst your housing block. Perhaps - just perhaps, the nighttime is where the angels arrive.

Genre: Angst, Fluff, Hybrid, non-idol au

Warnings: Contains explicit language, abuse

WC: 2K

Taglist: @bearr02 @svnbangtansworld @vintageoldfashion @rkivemaar

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Carrying your body home after a full day shift at the café is always the hardest part of your work. The worst thing is that it was raining today.

"Man, it seriously can't get any worse than this already."

You were walking to your apartment from the nearest bus stop when you heard skitting across the road and paused. It was forty-five minutes to midnight and living next to a park made the lights in the area dim. That totally did not help the rising panic within.

“Hello?” You called out. “Nobody? Okay.”

You continued uphill as you constantly looked around, body and mind on high alert. As you walked closer and closer to your apartment building, the hissing got louder. You stopped dead in your tracks, rain harshly hitting the umbrella as you frantically tried to locate the noise. The flight and fight response in you is more towards the latter. Your eyes connected with two moonlit ones, staring back at you as if they knew where your soul was.

“Hi, kitty.” It hissed. “What are you doing out here all by yourself?" You tried coaxing it up with you. "It's raining hard, it’s better if you go under the building.”

You stood under the rain, getting soaked as you tried to coax it from under the car. You wouldn't have believed that you were redoing this on a brain-damaging day, still seem to have patience for a cat. It hissed and moved back when your hand went closer to it. You squatted there for a good fifteen minutes when you groaned and got up from your spot, pants and bag completely wet from the rain. You reached out your hand as a last offer, “Come on sweet pea, please?”

You used your best baby voice. The cat refuses to move from the spot it has pressed itself against.

"Fine. Maybe you don't want to leave me standing here." You have another look. "But when I leave, go under there," Pointing at the shelter of the apartment building. "It's dryer and warmer there. Night, kitty."

You went into the apartment building and took the lift up to the twenty-seventh floor. You brought out your keys as they clanged loudly against the metal gates. One foot in, you looked around your apartment, climbed the countertop, and took a plastic bowl off the shelf.

He's either going to be there or not going to be there.

You decided to take the plunge and filled the bowl with warm water - not too warm but not too cold. A flash of light shines through your house before the loud boom of thunder vibrates the walls. You hurried back down to the parking lot, afraid that the cat would be scared of the noise.

That's stupid. It's stray, it's used to it. But… It doesn't mean it isn't scared.

You carefully went back down to where the vehicle the cat was at but all you found was an empty space. Alarmed, you stood there, calling out for the black cat as if it could understand that it was being called. Only when you registered that the water in the bowl started to get cold did you leave to go back into your warm home with a heavy heart, hoping that the kitty at least found a dry spot before the rain got heavier in the night.

Yoongi never had the plan to be caught by any humans the day he left that horrid place. He survived on the streets, stealing food from vendors, and eating late-night snacks, but overall, he was fine as a cat. He survived as a cat and he has vowed that he would live like one for the rest of his life.

Until you came along.

He smelled you from a mile away. He was at the bin stealing off the last bits of leftover chicken that the hawker centre vendors had thrown away when he smelt you. He never stayed in one place for too long or the animal control would take him. But Yoongi stayed there for three days now. Three whole days and nights, scenting you, seeing you. But he never intended to be found out.

The rain started to pour when he was chewing off the last bits of his dinner. He scurried away to the nearest vehicle, crawling under to shield himself from the rain. People don’t normally like animals under the apartment buildings and it would be a too obvious place for him to be at.

“Hello?” He heard you call out. He scented your fear and kept still, not wanting to be caught. But as you neared the vehicle that he was under, he started to hiss loudly, animal instincts taking over to be alarmed and fight and all costs. You stood still again, now eyes turning to where he was and making contact with yours.

He stilled.

“Hi, kitty.” You called out to him, hands reaching nearer under the vehicle to try and pet him. He hissed out loudly and pressed himself even more against the tyres of the car. “What are you doing out here all by yourself?" You smelled heavenly to him, like tangerine and chocolate. He didn’t want you to leave but he didn’t want to be caught.

You tried your very best but he knew he wasn’t going to budge, not while you’re here at least.

“Maybe you don't want to leave with me standing here." Yes - "But when I leave, go under there," No - "It's dryer and warmer there. Night, kitty." Good night.

No way in hell is he going to go under the apartment blocks especially when he will be too exposed. You never once looked back as you walked into your building.

Maybe I should really go somewhere else to sleep tonight.

The rain started to get heavier, soaking almost half his body under the car. Yoongi walked out, rain splattering on his fur, spreading the blood down to his shin. He winced. Maybe fighting for the food just now wasn’t a good idea. Just as he started to limp away, lightning struck and thunder boomed, making him flinch and run to the trash bins located outside the apartment blocks. He slithered his way in there.

Hmm, dry enough for now.

He fell asleep just as he heard, “Kitty? Kitty! Kitty, where are you?”

You wake up to the sound of the alarm blaring through the house and turn over to grab the phone, turning it off so that it doesn’t sound again. Just as you were about to fall back asleep, your neighbours downstairs started shouting, waking you up.

You groaned. “What the hell. Fine, fine, I’m up.”

You vigorously tried to rub the sleep off of your face and headed to the washroom. You walked out of the washroom with a toothbrush stuck in your mouth as you took the kettle to boil some water. Rummaging through the cupboard for something to eat was the hard part. Being out at work means that the drawers in your house are almost empty. You sighed as you found some crackers in the refrigerator. You took a bowl and filled it with crackers and bread cookies.

As toothpaste started leaking out of your mouth, you hurriedly ran to the washroom to continue washing up. The coffee was simply made and placed beside the bowl of crackers and phones. You readied the vacuum and pail of water needed to clean the house.

You had a strict line-up when it came to Saturday cleaning. All drawers, shelves, and countertops are to be cleaned first. Followed by the carpets being vacuumed. Then, the floors will be vacuumed and moped - twice per room to make sure there is not a speck of dust. After that everything is washed and kept back to their original positions and the basins and toilets are next.

Usually by then, you are too exhausted to be bothered to clean it in any way, just making sure that everything is scrubbed - from top to bottom. Okay, yeah, maybe you do have a slight cleanliness problem. But you absolutely dislike it when the house gets too dusty as it makes you sneeze a lot. Though, cleaning itself is a workout but thankfully, you often finish just before lunch.

You crashed down onto the sofa after cleaning. “Ugh, today is exhausting.” You flung an arm over your forehead. You got up to get your phone from the dining table and adjusted your spectacles properly over the bridge of your nose. Deciding to be lazy today, you ordered in McDonald’s. As you deemed yourself well-rested enough, you got up with a huff and headed to take a shower.

Just as you were about to blow dry your hair, the doorbell rang and you hurriedly made your way over with keys in hand. Your stomach was finally grumbling for some food to grind in its system and you were pretty sure that by now, it was already eating itself. Just as you reached the small water fountain placed in the living room, a few steps away from your room, you realised that there was a ball of black-something.

That ball of black-something was indeed a cat and it looked as if it was a deer - or well, cat - caught in the headlights. Its pupils enlarged as one of its paws was paused midway in the air as if it just stopped from taking another step. The doorbell rang again, efficiently snapping the both of you out of your stupors.

“Coming!” You shouted as the cat scurried under your sofa. You thanked the delivery man for the food and quickly shut the door.

“Kitty? Is that you?” You placed the food on the top of the shoe rack, crouching down, head on the floor, trying to communicate with the cat that just - somehow, maybe flew? - into your house.

No response. As the both of you stared at each other in absolute silence, you somehow knew that it was indeed the cat you saw last night. You weren’t sure of the cat’s coat colour as it was dark in the night, but under the afternoon light, it seemed to be matted and had blood streaks on it. You could clearly see it from where you crouched down but did not move closer to it, learning from last night that it doesn’t like close contact.

Your stomach grumbles loudly. You sighed, getting up from your odd position on the floor and went to the kitchen. You were halfway through your own lunch when you decided to feed him. You got up from your chair, opened a can of soft food and poured it into an aluminium bowl as well as filling the top with a spoonful of kibbles. Then you mixed warm water in another and placed both bowls at the left edge of the sofa, hoping that the cat under there would be tempted to come out to eat with your back faced away from him. The noises from the bowls approved of the action.

Yoongi was hungry - starving. He couldn’t be bothered by what type of food you gave him, as long as you gave him food. He munched on the shredded chicken which was surprisingly nice with the extra crunch of the fish kibbles. He was hesitant at first, wondering if he should leave from under the sofa but the food was too tempting to waste.

The first bite down could have him crying. He didn’t have such high-quality food, human or cat food, for a really long time. The last time he had that was with one of his nicer owners. They were like family - he gets good stuff if he is a good kitty - until everything went to hell. He never intended to be caught but since he was already here, why not eat and then go?

Yes, yes that sounded like a good plan. A very good plan.

Except that plan never went as said.

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kageunicorn-blog · 6 years

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Miscarriage (Suga x Reader) prt 1

This is my first story here. Im so sorry if it's crappy.

"I'm sorry Mrs. Min but you had a miscarriage."

The doctor said. You look at him like he grew a 2nd head. You were at the hospital. You experience having cramps and light spotting so you decided to have a check-up and start regretting it.

"I saw no heartbeat anymore Mrs. Min." The doctor explained.

"Wait.. what? How? I'm taking good care of my baby and my body how did I had a miscarriage?" You asked.

Hoping it's just a dream; a stupid nightmare. Sadly, it's the reality, you're in reality.

"It's because you have hormone problems."

You looked down still in shock. You keep asking yourself how did it happened. You were perfectly fine.

'How will I tell Yoongi?' You asked yourself again. Hundreds of scenarios came in your mind while thinking on how will your husband react.

"May I go home now doc?"

"I'm sorry but you have to stay here to remove the fetus. Please call someone to have some of your things here because you'll have to stay for a few days"

"Okey." You got your bag and pulled out your phone. You searched for your husband's number.

"Darling? Can you please come to the hospital near our house." You said when Yoongi picked up his phone.

"Sure what's up babe."

"It's better if I tell you here. Can you bring me some of my clothes please."

"Sure. Be there in 15 mins."

"Ok bye. I love you."

"I love you too"

You ended the call. While Yoongi isn't still their. You cried. Cried at your hospital room.

"My baby..."

«T I M E S K I P [ 13 days later]»

You were in your shared room with Yoongi. Crying your eyes out. It didn't go well on telling your husband that you had a miscarriage. He got mad at you and start ignoring you. Until he had an affair with his assistant.

You got up and went to your supposed baby's room. You lie to the floor and cried. After 30 mins of crying you heard your husband's phone went off.

You got up and went to your room again. You look at his phone.

"He must have accidentally left it"

You opened his phone and saw the.message of his assistant.

"Hey~ Can't wait to see you again later tonight. Bought a new lingerie. Hope you'll like it."

You looked at his phone. Tears streaming on your cheeks. You put his phone back to where it was then went to your dressing room (A/N: you have a dressing room here ;) ). You looked at yourself.

"I'm a mess." You told youself and continued crying. You went to your closet.

"(Y/N) have you seen my phone?" Yoongi yelled searching for his phone in the living room. Yoongi just got back from his work and remembered that he left his phone home.

He went to your shared room. He saw his phone at the nightstand. He opened his phone and saw that it was already read.

"She must have saw this." He said. Feeling the guilt rising thre his body.

"(Y/n)?" Yoongi yelled again.

'Where is she?' He thought

'Maybe she's in the nursery room again.' He went to the nursery room and saw you lying on the floor.

"(Y/n)?" He said while getting closer to you.

He saw how your body shake. You were sobbing.

"He went to you and hugged you."

"Jagi.. I'm sorry..."

~T O B E C O N T I N U E D~

#suga x reader #bts suga #min suga #suga #x reader #min yoongi #agnst

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theresa-nam-nam-me · 3 years

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Bts masterlist 2

Master list 1

7/28/2021-

‼️ anything written before 7/28/2021 is on master list one‼️

How do i know what type of story it is? You ask, simple, emojis will be placed by the name that identifies what type of story it is.

Heres the key ↓

🔞=smut 💫=agnst 💘=flulf 🌌= best friend au

🗡= yandere 🐶=hybrid ❤️= supernatural

💌= texting

Request/ask rules

Jin

Nothing yet

Yoongi

Nothing yet

Hoseok

Nothing yet

Namjoon

Nothing yet

Jimin

Nothing yet

Tarhyung

Nothing yet

Jungkook

Nothing yet

#yandere bts #bts yandere

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iamyoursinblog · 4 years

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List

Part 1: Movie night

Part 2: Shower time

Part 3: Bad, bad girl

Part 1 POV Jungkook

Part 2 POV You

Part 3 POV Jungkook

Part 4 POV You

Part 5 POV Jungkook

Part 6 EXTRA

Part 0,5: Favor (fluff) POV Jungkook

Part 1: Lollipop (smut) POV You

Part 2: Birthday gift (smut) POV Jungkook

Part 2,5: What about me? (fluff) POV Taehyung

Part 3: Dinner (smut) POV Yoongi, Taehyung

Part 4: Fabulous show! (smut) POV You

Part 4,5: Private show (smut) POV Yoongi

Part 5.25: Nuna (smut) POV Taehyung

Part 5.5: R-P-S (smut) POV Jungkook

Part 5.75: Hyung (smut) POV Jungkook

Part 1: Trifle (POV You)

Part 1,25: Fury (POV Hoseok)

Part 1,5: Sick (POV Yoongi)

Part 1,75: After silence (POV You)

Part 2: Anger (POV You/Hoseok/Youngi)

PART 1: POV YOU

PART 2: POV Taehyung

PART 3: POV YOU

PART 4: POV Taehyung

PART 5: POV YOU

PART 0: POV Jungkook/You/Taehyung

PART 6: POV Jungkook/Taehyung/You

PART 7: POV You/Taehyung/Jungkook

PART 8: POV Taehyung/You /Jungkook

PART 9: POV YOU

PART 1: New Character p. 1 POV You

PART 2: New Character p.2 POV Namjoon

New director (smut)

I want be your boyfriend! (smut)

Open lesson (pt.1) (fluff)

Open lesson (pt.2) (smut)

Let's go on first date! (smut)

Welcome to my dark side… (angst)

Miss u… (smut)

Help me (fluff, smut)

Roommate (smut)

Phone call (smut)

Thunder ( smut )

The next time I’ll win! (smut)

Girl in my dream (fluff, smut)

Tiny smile (smut)

Your ex (fluff)

Again... (angst)

Temptress! (smut)

Illegirl (smut)

Friend of my friend (smut)

I'm sorry, but I love you (angst)

Rabbit hole (smut)

I love you! (fluff)

Important question (smut)

Close the door! (smut)

Ice queen (smut)

Five minute (smut)

At late night (fluff)

Wicked game (smut)

Boy (fluff, smut)

Let me cognize you! (fluff, smut)

I'm better than a toy! (smut)

Fools (smut)

2 am (smut)

Boxer girl (smut)

All my firsts times! (smut)

Moaning (smut)

Room 607 (smut)

Take it! (smut)

I need u! (angst, fluff) + B𝚎̶𝚜̶𝚝̶AD FRIEND!

Kiss me… (smut)

Two side of you (fluff)

4:44 a.m. (smut)

Not a dream anymore! (smut)

Hugs! (smut)

It can become a reality (smut)

Dance with a devil (smut)

The way you look at me (fluff, smut)

Hotel loneliness (fluff)

Day off (fluff, smut)

I SEE ONLY YOU (smut)

Dance practice (smut)

Sleeping beauty (smut)

Show (smut)

Fiance (fluff, smut)

Unworthy of love.(?) (angst, smut)

Jung Hoseok/Park Jimin/Kim Taehyung x Reader

The LOOP (fluff)

Kim Taehyung x Jeon Jungkook:

Everything that you dream about (smut)

It’s just a game (BL, smut)

My turn! (BL, smut)

Secret sign! (smut)

Wrong time!

Smirk

That dress!

Enemies

KISS

Peeping

Just dance

Simple plea

Bossy

M A N I A C

Chance meeting (smut)

Green-Eyed Monster (smut)

Weakness(smut)

I saw an angel (smut)

Hidden beach (fluff, smut)

Habit (smut)

Hell girl (fluff, smut)

Special breakfast (smut)

Girl, what more beautiful than moonlight (fluff)

Secret (smut)

The window (fluff, smut)

Ah, that's what love is! (fluff)

Our nights (smut)

Sofa (smut)

Angel of death(pt.1) (---)

I am your present (smut)

Perfect mistake (smut)

Masquerade (fluff, smut)

It's not what I want... (fluff, smut)

2:05 am (smut)

Not a DJ! (fluff, smut)

Autograph (fluff)

개새끼 (gaesaekki) (smut, agnst)

Halloween party (smut)

Part 1: Park Jinyoung x Im Jaebeom

Part 2: Park Jinyoung x Im Jaebeom (feat. Reader)

Part 3: Park Jinyoung x Reader x Im Jaebeom

Part 3.5: Park Jinyoung x Reader x Im Jaebeom

Part 4: Reader x Im Jaebeom x Park Jinyoung (Paused)

REACTIONS:

That ass…

Teasing

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untilspringdays · 4 years

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Catalyst: Chapter 1 Encounter

Pairings: OT7 x Reader

Genre: Mafia AU, Angst, Fluff, Smut (Eventually)

Warnings: Violence, Underground Fights, Dark Themes, Torture, Blood, Swearing. Its a Mafia AU so read at your own risk!

A/N: Sorry for taking longer than intended on this chapter. It took me a bit to get to a point I was satisfied with it. Also I’m not the best with warnings so I tried to give general warnings. So please if a topic associated with Mafia AU’s makes you uncomfortable read at your own risk!

Also thanks for all the interest! I never expected this to get the attention it did! I’m starting work on chapter 2 right away!

Master List || Next

Taglist:@jooheonbee (Ask me to be added!)

“He’s gone.”

“Gone?” You echoed.

Your eyes glaring at the man that was in front of you. Someone you didn’t recognize. “The hell you mean he is gone?”

A sigh escaped the man’s lips as this was another time he had to explain this. He was tired of the repetition. “He went somewhere and asked us to look after his operation.”

Us? You questioned in your head. “If he left then why isn’t Laine watching the bar and the arena?” You asked. As much as you didn’t want to speak to the man he was your only source of information on the two men who looked out for you.

“Laine went with him. Some business back in Chicago.” Ah that cleared it up somewhat, but why couldn’t have they told you that before they left? “Anymore questions?” The man asked with disinterest, not wanting to explain more than he had too.

“The fights are still running right?” You asked, confident you already knew the answer but your anxiety made you ask anyway. Just in case, you told yourself.

The man let out a scoff. “Of course they are. Mason would kill us if we lost him money. Also my boss would kill us if we didn’t arrange the fights as entertainment. Who was this guy’s boss if not Mason? Who the hell did Mason trust enough to run his place? That man trusted no one, not even you who he had been close with for the past few years.

“Speaking of which he is coming to watch you fight tonight. He likes to place his money on you, so you better not lose.” The man behind the counter stated with a slight grunt, interrupting your thoughts.

Oh man.. He shouldn’t have told you that. It put pressure on you to perform better in a fight if you knew someone was placing good money on you. Someone that liked to see you fight regularly. With a sigh you ran your hand through your hair. “And who exactly is your boss?” Hopefully it wasn’t that old creep that tended to follow you around this place.

The man gave a shrug, acting like his boss wasn’t a big deal. “Park Jimin.”

At the mention of that name your blood ran cold. Annoyance that had run through you a moment earlier was entirely replaced by fear.

Quickly you replied to the man with a soft, “Okay.”

Turning away you headed for the exit as quickly as you could without giving away that something was wrong, not that he would have cared. Walking up the stairs, taking two steps at a time, you pushed open the heavy metal door that marked the entrance to the underground arena.

The cold wind was the first thing that greeted you as you stepped out into the back alley. Not that it bothered you too much, with your mind focused elsewhere. Unconsciously you tugged your jacket closer to your body, as you headed down the alleyway. Your feet moved on auto-pilot, taking you to the book store you managed. Not even bothering to look at the spray paint that covered the buildings walls or the occasional person or group you passed. It was all the same. A ‘Long Live the King’ here, mafia signs there. The groups never bothering you if you didn’t bother them. Nothing here stood out to you. It was usual.

What was new was the name you had just heard. At least it was new considering you hadn’t heard that name in a few years.. It scared you that you were hearing that name again.. But you were a fool to think their influence wouldn’t have spread this far. Living blissfully unaware in Mason’s ‘Safe Haven,’ you ignored BTS and anything to do with them for as long as you could.

Clenching your teeth, eyes locked on the sidewalk in front of you as your fear turned into irritation, and anger. How did they find you? What were they going to do to you now? Were they even aware it was you? Ever since the incident you appearance wasn’t the same as it used to be. Your hair changed in length, the color changed away from its natural color many times over. Not to mention the scars.. It was still you.. but it was very hard to tell. After everything healed and the scars set it even shocked you how much you changed. Even the fire that once burned in your eyes was gone without a trace. The fact that you didn’t look like what you did before should have brought you some peace but it didn’t. The fear that was instilled in you kept you from believing such a thing.

Questions about BTS plagued your mind. Running a hand through you hair you tried to recall anything that could have given you away.. Last they knew of you, you were dead in their eyes. After all it was them that wanted you dead in the first place, or at least one of them did. So why were they reappearing in your life now? Something wasn’t adding up..

Your hands fumbled with the keys to the bookstore. Lost in thought, mind swirling with unanswered questions, not really paying any mind to others around you. As soon as you heard the door unlock you stepped inside. The smell of books, and the slight smell of coffee settling your racing mind for a moment. Placing your keys behind the counter, you let out a shaky breath, taking a moment to calm yourself more. You didn’t need the panic messing you up as you started your daily routine of opening the store.

As you feel into your routine, your mind started to settle more. Able to focus on how it was all muscle memory at this point. You started with the little cafe in the back of the store. You didn’t sell too many types of coffee like the big chain stores, but you liked to think your coffee had a certain quality to it that couldn’t be found anywhere else. Once the cafe was done came the sitting area nearby. For anyone that wanted to just sit and read and enjoy a cup of coffee. Afterwards you moved to the front bookstore organizing shelves, setting out a few as ‘Owner’s Choice’ that you liked to recommend sometimes. In the middle of organizing you heard your co-worker walk in. You nodded a greeting to them, getting a quick wave in return before they headed to the back to run the cafe.

After everything was done you settled behind the counter pen in hand to write down your to-do list for the day. Your little set up ready to sell any books you could for the day. Despite the work you needed to do, your mind was still riddled with thoughts and questions about the name you heard earlier.

Park Jimin… You hand cliched the pen tightly as your mind recalled memories that you wanted to forget. Of course out of all seven of them it would be him to find you first. If that truly was the case. If they for sure knew it was you. He wasn’t the first one out of the seven you had met.. But he was the one you consider yourself to be closest too during that time period. You never knew if he thought the same way.. Never dared to ask. At the time, the anxiety of not knowing was easier to deal with than the depression of finding out the real answer.

Well now you knew the answer.. None of them cared about you. Not one of them was in your life even slightly up until now. Did they want to mess with you again? Did they just want to use you again? You weren’t sure, you were afraid to find out but you couldn’t go hiding away.. Mason would kill you if you didn’t do your fights, he would also kill you if you didn’t run the bookstore like you were supposed to. Was he the one who set this up? After all he was the one that allowed Jimin’s lackeys to watch the arena. Was this his way of telling you to get your shit together and face your stupid problems? Or was he not aware that Jimin had taken notice of you?

One thing was for sure, Mason wouldn’t sell you out. Even if he couldn’t trust you, he wouldn’t do that to you. That man may seemed like a crazed lunatic sometimes but he had a set of values he liked to follow. And if he sold you out, then he would be losing money and that was a big no in his book.

You shook your head, clearing the thoughts away from the two men that had major parts to play in your life at some point. Despite the nagging fear in the back of your head, you couldn’t let this mess up your day or your plan in general. Working for Mason, becoming an underground fighter.. All of this to be safe. You weren’t the push over you used to be that was for sure. Yeah. You were safe. You could protect yourself.

The door dinged, and you looked up from your notepad. A bright smile on your face as you greeted the first customer of the day. You are safe. You told yourself one last time to set it in your mind, hoping you could believe it.

✦✦✦

You looked out the glass window nearby your counter. The sun in the midst of setting. Almost time to close for the day. The cafe in the back had been shut down an hour ago. Your co-worker returning home for the day, leaving you as the only one in the store.

You only had a little longer to go before you could return home. A little longer to go without incident. A little longer before you could end another day without them.

Throughout the day you had settled on the fact that they didn’t know it was you in the arena, or at least the you they used to know. Perhaps Jimin just liked to watch you fight. Once he had settled at Namjoon’s company, he always told you about how he liked to watch fights. You never knew that entailed underground fights until that last bit of time you spent with them until you disappeared.

Honestly that is a piece of information you should have remembered before agreeing to Mason’s deal. You had called yourself stupid many times today for choosing to be a fighter. You should have known Jimin would have shown up eventually, but after a few years without anything from them you gained a false sense of security. You cursed at yourself for not remaining on edge.

You stood up from the stool that sat behind the counter. Slowly you made your way around the counter heading for the nearest shelf to straighten up a bit. There wasn’t much else for you to do until close, and you could only sit in that chair for so long.

Your left hand lightly traced the spines of the books as you walked past, before finding a section that needed your attention. Quickly grabbing one of the books that got placed back the wrong way you fixed it and slid it back with practiced ease. Other books were just slightly out of order. An easy fix in your mind.

A few books were adjusted by the time the bell by the door rang, signaling that someone else had walked in. You looked up from the shelf blinking in surprise for a moment. It was rare for you to get a customer at this time. Well if they needed you they could ring the bell at the desk. You continued to straighten the books and arrange them as needed.

Once the shelf was almost done did you hear the chime of the bell at your counter. “I will be over in a minute!” You called out into the small store. Hearing no reply confused you.. Normally people would respond. Odd.. You let out a small grunt as you stood up from the kneeling position you were in, quickly dusting yourself off. You hurriedly walked past a couple of shelves before you approached the open space that lead to the check-out area.

“What can I help you wi-..” You stopped talking, freezing in your spot as you recognized the figure standing at your desk. After all this time you could still recognize him no matter what. Your hand shot out grabbing a nearby book, ready to defend yourself if needed even if it wouldn’t do anything to help you. One word running through you mind over and over again. Shit. Shit. Shit.

The figure turned towards you. That same smile, that you knew too well, on his face. The very same smile that hid lies, anger, and many other things behind it. A smile that fooled many people before, including you, but not this time. He was irritated.. At who? You weren’t sure but it was most likely at you.

“Good evening Y/N, or should I say King?”

“J-Jimin.” You greeted back, silently cursing yourself for the stutter. You shouldn’t be showing fear in front of him, but facing the situation that was the only thing you felt.

He looked down at the book in your hands, a smirk forming on his face. “Do you think that book will help you against me?” He asked approaching you, his hand coming up softly holding the book you had gripped tightly in both hands. You watched as he studied the book for a moment before the smirk on his face was replaced by a frown. Something going through his mind.

You both stood there for a moment before he pushed the book away from your chest before wrapping his arms around you. His voice in our ear making you shudder in a moment as you took in what was happening. “Why are you afraid of me? What did I do to make you fake your death and disappear on us?” He asked his voice genuinely sounding hurt, and upset, causing you to snap out of your frozen state.

You pushed him away, dropping the book in the process, backing up at the same time to put a somewhat safe distance between you and Jimin again. “Wait.. What do you mean?” You asked looking at him with confusion on your face. Did he not know? He must not have considering that his face reflected your confusion.

You didn’t even know how to begin explaining this, or even what words to say that wouldn’t piss him off. You pushed your hand through you hair as you looked down to the ground, an unsteady sigh escaping through your lips. “I…” You paused your words, trying to be delicate about the situation but at this point you didn’t need to be. One of his brothers order your death. He deserved the truth from someone.

With a renewed anger you finally found your words. “I didn’t fake my death Jimin.” You said your voice becoming stern as the anger in you grew. Finally able to take it out on those who were responsible for your current life, for the scars on your body. “You did this, BTS did this. I was attacked by one of you. One of the seven of you wanted me dead for whatever reason and they almost succeeded.”

At this point, the memories were back in your head of the event. Of how you were beaten and cut within an inch of your life by one of their grunts. How you barely escaped. How Mason found you and took you in and helped you. Tears had welled up in your eyes at this point and with the emotions you were feeling, you weren’t going to hold anything back anymore.

“I disappeared. I hid. I go by a different name. All because of you, and how I knew you didn’t want me in your life anymore. And I accepted it.” You paused a moment to take in a breath, your eyes turned up to face a stunned Jimin, your gaze turning into a glare to show him how much you resented him. How you resented BTS. “And now here you are, making me afraid for my life once again, just when I stopped checking over my shoulder every five minutes. Thinking we are still on good terms? Its bullshit Jimin. The second I disappeared was the second I stopped mattering to you.”

You studied his face for a second, watching a swirl of emotions cross over his beautiful features as he processed the information you had given him. Finally he found words. “Who..? Who ordered the hit on you? We… We would never do that to you.” Betrayal. HIs tone said it all. Whether he was thinking you lied to him, or one of his brothers did, you weren’t sure, and it didn’t matter.

“It doesn’t matter who did it. The damage is already done. BTS isn’t apart of my life anymore..” A dull pain sat in your chest as you finally admitted it out loud, your tone reflecting that pain but it was better for you this way, and clearly it was better for them. “Just… Just get out of my store Jimin. Pretend you never saw me.” You said, steeling your voice. It hurt to kick him out of your life again but it needed to be done.

“But..” He started before you interrupted him.

“Just go!” You shouted. You didn’t want to deal with this anymore.

You watched has looked at you for a moment. His eyes studying you for any sign that you didn’t want him to leave but he found none. He turned his eyes away from you before walking out of the door. The chime of the door signalling his exit from your store, from your life. Hopefully for the last time.

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