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 This is a project made by the BTS fanfiction community, Army writers’ world : https://aminoapps.com/c/armywriterswo... We are trying to make as many BTS poems, oneshots and fan fictions into audio/video format and there is a big team working for this to happen.
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"What are you thinking about?"
Jimin didn't even have to turn around and find out who was walking to him. Nor was he surprised that he came after him. Always, when Jimin was worried, he was there for him. "I don't know. About nothing specific. I'm just enjoying the view on the beautiful palette of colors"
Jungkook sat down next to him. It was a summer night and yet he put a warm blanket around the blond-haired man. He thanked him with a small smile, his eyes still clinging to the night sky. The play of light and darkness fascinated him. On the one hand, a dark, unexplored space full of dangers and secret aisles, but with a few bright beauty spots where nothing is impossible. This breathtaking look reminded him a countless number of questions, on which he would probably never find the answers. But what worried him more were the memories of the past, he was afraid to face.
"It's beautiful" Jungkook broke the silence and he also admired the view of the endless space above them. His eyes were slowly closing from fatigue but he couldn't sleep even if he wanted to. It was just that feeling, which forced him to get up and find that one of beds was empty. He immediately knew where to go, where to find him. Sometimes words aren't needed and just someone else's presence is enough. The feeling that he's here for you, he wants to listen to you, to give you the missing support.
"Sometimes I don't know how to feel" Maybe it was because of the a night, a sentimental moment, or even the presence of a boy sitting next to him what forced Jimin ti say it aloud.
Those words surprised Jungkook, even though he tried to act normal. Instead of saying anything, he just glanced at Jimin sweetly and waited until he continued. Jimin didn't return him the eye contact just because he was looking into the night sky, hoping to find the hidden answers and courage.
"It was a long, not a simple path but we are still here. All together. We work harder than before and try to overcome ourselves. The end is still far ahead of us and we must not give up if we want to achieve it. Have you ever wondered what would have changed if one of us didn't make it?" Jimin paused and searched for the right words. That hesitation to pronounce them, the possible consequences that could come. Rejection. Misunderstanding. But he had to get the words out, otherwise they would overwhelm him and he could lose the hard-won path he decided to go. Jungkook listened in silence and didn't dare to interrupt the man next to him.
"What if our group had fewer members? Can you imagine that Taehyung wasn't here? Or someone else? Things would change. Maybe not many but it would affect us all. We complement each other. What would happen with an object if some parts were missing?" Jimin couldn't stop. The thoughts he was afraid to face began to get to the surface. He was glad Jungkook was next ti him because he would understand it the most. Theoretically, all of them raised him and the features of each of them are reflected in his everyday behavior.
"Things would be different, you're right. Well, I don't want to think about anything like that. We are all together and that's what matters. Personally, I think everything has some reason. Maybe it's hard to see at first but it's always there" Finally Jimin looked at him. His eyes shone a little and Jungkook wasn't sure whether it was because of darkness or the tears he was trying to hold back. He felt Jimin has a much harder question in his mind that he hadn't said yet.
"Don't worry about it. We are here for you" He moved his hand to Jimin's shoulder. "I'm here for you"
That gentle smile touched his soul, encouraged him to say the sharp words. Hearing them hurt, the taste was bitter but he felt strangely better. They resonated in the silence and Jimin felt finally partially exempt. "I don't think I can continue"
The powerful hands grabbed his shoulders and forced him to look confusedly at the boy's face. A face full of hundreds of emotions that suddenly exploded and triggered a wave of words.
"Why do you think so? If it's your decision that it's in the end too much on you, maybe I could understand it, but if you think it's just because you are not good enough I will get mad. No, I already am! You think that, am I right? Jimin, you are one of the most talented people I know! Don't underestimate your hard work and don't let youself be persuaded of something that isn't true" The rain of words caught Jimin unprepared. He was more surprised because of brown eyes that spoke more than words.
Suddenly his hands pulled Jimin into a tight embrace. It was strong, warm but also so gentle and protective. How did he know those words exactly wanted his soul to hear? How did he know what to say to make him feel better? Jimin hugged him too and buried his face into boy's blue shirt, in which he slept recently. The shirt smelled and that gorgerous smell calmed Jimin more than anything else. Slowly out of his mind all the bad thoughts left, but he didn't want to leave the embrace.
"Every time when you think you can't do it, talk to us. We're all here to help you. Especially don't hold it all inside. You don't have to talk about it directly with me unless you find it comfortable but always find someone" The man with his face in Jungkook's shirt only nooded slightly but didn't say anything.
Jungkook felt how fragile he is in his arms and didn't want anything to happen to him. It was on that summer night that he decided to protect him, listen to him carefully, not let himself be deceived by a smile that conceals fear and pain.
"You are the moon of my life" He let himself be controlled by that magic moment, and like Jimin, he let his secret thoughts come to the surface.
Jimin looked at him with some amazement. He pulled away but they were still close enough. If Jungkook was nervous and embarrassed, what he was, he hid it behind a big bunny smile.
"Wait ..." Jimin had too many unclear thoughts in his mind. His heart began to beat faster, his cheeks began to be redder. If he understood correctly what the boy was trying to imply, it meant only one thing. "Do you watch Game of Thrones?"
A surprise from the unexpected reaction was the silent laughter that suddenly began to be louder. An honest laugh echoed in the sleepy city, on which they had such a beautiful view. When he wiped tears and the laughter stopped he didn't know what to say earlier. "I thought you haven't watched it. And I wanted to make an impression"
"Of course I have watched it. Moreover, who wouldn't remember that quotation" Jimin shaked his head but he still missed the deeper meaning.
"If I'm the moon of your life, then you are my sun and stars" he said and didn't think about the wave of emotions he could bring to Jungkook with that words.
Jungkook stared at him, his mouth full of words, but nevertheless hr couldn't say anything. The heart full of emotions which was beating like crazy. It the stars could move to another place, they would be in the young man's brown eyes. They glowed happily, hoping that the words he heard were real.
Exactly that look made Jimin realize the weight of that sentence. In embarrassment he blushed and turned away. "I-I ..... I didn't mean ..."
But even through Jimin tried, his heart couldn't deny the truth of the words. He didn't say it intentionally but deny them? Lie? Perhaps it was because of the magic of the moment and hope in the brown-haired boy, why he decided to trust and risk.
"Maybe you didn't mean it but I did" Jungkook's gaze was determined, sincere and firm. No hidden turns, just a direct path. Once he started he can't turn back. He grabbed Jimin's little hands and despite the warm breeze, they were cold. Their eyes met and led a conversation.
"If I can't go on, grab my hands, look deep into my eyes and make me believe into better tomorrow"
"Who said this?" Jungkook asked with a gentle smile.
"Me right now" Jimin couldn't hide anything anymore. Only when the smile from the other face disappeared and the two brown gems began to literally burn him from inside, Jimin closed eyes in anticipation. The other man seemed ti know exactly what to do.
Their faces got closer, the gap between their bodies diminished. The hearts were beating as a one, the expectation became more intense. Lips connected together in a sweet, soft kiss that melted all the doubts surrounding their souls. The small movement of lips which deepened the secret promise started the inner fire. Their first kiss was magical, speaking more than words. Witnesses were just the stars, the moon and the quiet city. Who would have expected that the two souls will find their way to each other on the roof?
Oneshot by BG
Sick Girl
"Ugh" you groan as you turn off your alarm clock. Your entire body hurts, like it's been set on fire. You had been working the late shift at the diner for the past couple of days, and it had really taken the life out of you.
It was your day off and you had decided that you were going to do nothing but lay in your bed, and sleep.
You cuddled up in your warm covers and closed your eyes, waiting for sleep to overcome you, when you heard your door click open and heard light footsteps.
You then felt a light tapping on your shoulder and then heard someone whisper in your ear.
"Y/N wake up, you promised you would go out with me today." You groaned, and pulled the covers up over your head.
"Kookie, I don't want to. I'm tired" you mumbled to him.
He grabbed a hold of your shoulder and shook it. "Yyyyyyy/Nnnnnnnnn" he whined. "You promised".
You sighed and uncovered your head, sitting up a little bit in your bed. He looked at you like he had seen a monster.
"Jeez, you look like shit" you heard him mutter as he stared at you. He scooted closer to you, placing his hand on your forehead, feeling for a fever.
"Gee, thanks Kookie. I know I don't have my makeup on yet, but you don't have to act so horrified." You say to him, causing him to shake his head.
"You look sick", he said as he scooted closer to you, placing his hand on your forehead, feeling for a fever. He pulled his, hand back quickly like it had been burned. "You have a fever" he muttered.
"I feel like crap" I you said as he stood up. He gave you his famous bunny smile, as he walked to your door. "I'll be right back" he said as he slipped out the door.
A few moments later, he came back in with two things of medicine, a thermometer, and a glass of orange juice. He set the medicine, and juice down on your nightstand, as he gave you the thermometer, so that he could take your temperature.
He shook his head, "102.8" he opened each on of the bottles, and gave you a pill out of each of the bottles and made you take it with the juice.
He waited for you to drain the cup, before he took it back and set it back on your nightstand. He turned on your TV, and turned Netflix on. "Pick out something to watch, I'll be back in a minute." He said as he stood up, taking your glass with him.
You had just decided on a movie as, he walked back in with a full cup of juice for you. He set it down on your nightstand once more as he sat down on the bed, kicked his shoes off and laid down beside you.
You cuddled into his chest as he wrapped his arms around you. He kissed your head, as you were almost asleep. You looked up at him, a questioning look on your face.
"What was that for?" You asked him, the words spilling out in a slur as the medicine was kicking in.
"Because your beautiful." He whispered. He leaned down, and his lips brushed against yours.
You pulled away as you pushed in his chest. "No, Jungkook. You might get sick too".
He shook his head as he leaned closer to you again, "I don't care". He whispered as his lips met your again.
This time his hands cupped your face, as your arms wrapped around his neck, your hands twisting in his hair, holding him close.
He pulled away, both of your lips slightly swollen as he pulls you to his chest, holding you tightly.
You slowly drifted off to sleep in his arms, as he kissed your head once again.
Oneshot by Jungkookie.94
A little late
I bounced nervously on the balls of my feet. When was he coming? He was literally half an hour late! I tried calling him, but he didn't pick up. Usually he's the one waiting for me. But not today...
Just as I was about to give up and go to his house, I caught sight of him running up the street towards the bus stop. He was wearing a light brown trench coat, a white turtle neck and black pants. His shoes were regular black leather work shoes. His cheeks were flushed, and he was panting heavily.
This boy! I wonder what the reason was this time. I decided to hide behind the directory of the bus stop I had been waiting at. Taehyung reached the location and looked around, confused. "Aish, I'm such a pabo. I made her wait... now she's left. Pabo, pabo, pabo..." he muttered under his breath, knocking his head every time he said the work 'pabo'. I grinned to myself at the adorable gesture.
I sneaked up behind him. As he turned around he was still muttering to himself with his eyes closed, hitting his head. He finally opened his eyes, only to see something that looked like an eyeball-less zombie (me) staring right at him.
" KKAMJJAGIYA!!! " he yelled at the top of his lungs, jumping back a little, easily earning disapproving looks from passers-by. He recovered and bowed a little to them in a silent apology. Finally, he turned to me, sheepishly smiling. "Jagiya, I was late because I was helping a group of friends back to their house... one of the ducklings were hurt and I couldn't just leave them there like that to me rolled over by bad kids on scooters and so I just helped them back to the nearest nest... all the way back it was 500 metre walk and after returning her I was a bit lost so... I'm really-"
"No need to apologise, Taehyung-ah, you did the right thing. No one else would have done it if it wasn't you, would they? So there is no need to worry, okay? Duck duck got back home safely, now we can go out together." I told him, my heart softening at his pure one. He had a mind of a tiny 3 year old kid, but had a heart bigger than anyone else's in the world. I was used to and understood taehyung language and his nature. I was so accustomed to it that this behaviour was perfectly normal.
He glanced at me out of the corner of his eyes. He looked somewhat doubtful as of whether I was speaking the truth or if I was just trying to make him feel better. I gave him a reassuring smile, just to let him know I really wasn't angry. He was relieved and gave me a shy smile. He hesitated a little, before cuddling me. "Thank you"
I was taken aback, and blushed furiously. He removed his head from my shoulder to look at me.
But I was curious about something.
"Wait. How did you know where duck duck lived?"
He smiled dreamily.
"The same thing happened to his mother. At that time, her mother had been tossed around by bad children. I brought her to Jin Hyung to be treated. After recovering, she told me where her nest was. I still visit her occasionally. So... when I saw duck duck on the road, the first thing I thought of was taking her to her comfort zone, a place maybe similar to her home. And it was! Mama duck duck said it was actually her child which had gone missing after she went off to get groceries. She had been worried sick for the past few hours. She thanked me and asked me to visit her sometime soon."
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December Child
I watch him as he runs out in the snow. Hat almost falling off, cheeks turning red as the snowflakes melt on his skin and clumsy footsteps that makes him fall and land on his butt. It seems like he doesn’t mind the cold the ground. He lies down and makes a snow angel.
“Aren’t you gonna join him?” Jimin asks softly, standing beside Jungkook with a steaming hot cup of tea.
“I will…” I say, chewing on my bottom lip. His hyung sighs heavily.
“Why don’t you just tell him?” I look at him in horror. He knows? “Well, it’s written on your face.”
I put on my gloves as I curse quietly for myself. If I’m that obvious, does Taehyung know too?
“Jungkook-ah! If you don’t get your ass over here in ten seconds, I will make a snowman out of you!”
I can’t help the smile Jimin is giggling over. “Go and get him.” He whispers before he smacks my butt and makes me leap forward. I run and tackle Taehyung who had just gotten up from the snow. His laughter is so beautiful.
We play around in the snow. Taehyung convinces me to build a snowman with him, but halfway through our masterpiece, Namjoon calls for us. When we walk inside, our group members looks at us with sad faces. No, they were only looking at Taehyung.
“Our break ends earlier than expected. We are flying to Tokyo tomorrow for a photoshoot.”
I swallow hard and look at Taehyung. Namjoon couldn’t be serious. The break had just started and tomorrow is…
“But hyung… we have other plans tomorrow. We are supposed to celebrate my birthday at the…” Taehyung stops in the middle of his sentence. I can see how he tries to hold back his tears. I understand him. All of us had been looking forward to celebrate Taehyung’s birthday at his grandparents’ lake house. Everything is packed and we were supposed to leave first thing in the morning.
“I’m sorry, Tae…” Namjoon say, guilt written on his face.
“Can’t we call in sick?”
Suddenly, I can feel everyone’s heart break. Jimin is on the bridge of crying because Taehyung is. Hoseok tries to comfort Jimin. Seokjin rushes over to Taehyung and pulls him into a hug. Namjoon leaves the room. So does Yoongi. Here I stand, doing nothing.
“We can go to the lake house in the spring.” Seokjin tries, but Taehyung just shakes his head. “Perhaps we could celebrate you at the hotel?”
“We’re all going to be exhausted after that photoshoot, hyung. It’s alright.”
“But Taehyung…”
“I said it’s alright!”
The room went completely silent by Taehyung’s shout. I reach out a hand, but he was already on his way to his room before I even could touch him.
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When evening comes, I offer to help Seokjin in the kitchen. I’m starting to regret it, because never have I seen anyone cutting carrots so aggressively.
“Hyung?”
“Mmh?”
“There is nothing we can do for Taehyung?” I ask quietly.
He stops chopping and looks at me. The look he gives me tells me everything I need to know. It is a hopeless case.
Hoseok tries to get Taehyung to join us for dinner, but fails miserably. Jimin brings a plate to Taehyung’s room, but he doesn’t even touch the food. Seokjin goes to help Taehyung pack for the trip to Tokyo, but Taehyung just starts crying again. He is hugging a pillow as silent tears stream down his face as I stand in the doorframe.
“I need to be alone now, Jungkook-ah. I think I’m gonna try to sleep. Can you turn off the lights?”
I nod and did what I was told. The only thing illuminating the room was the fairy lights Taehyung had dressed his plastic christmas tree with beside his bed. His dark eyes sparkles in the soft, weak light.
“Good night, hyung…” I whisper before I close the door.
With heavy steps, I walk to my room. It’s funny how only five hours ago, Taehyung was laughing and playing in the snow. When we come home from Japan, their half built snowman would be gone.
Jimin is repacking his bag as I enter our room. All kinds of stuff is spread out on the floor and I have to climb over it to get to my bed.
“Hyung, what is this? Do you want me to trip and hurt myself?” I complain, but then I hear a sob.
“I’m sorry. It’s just… we planned this for so long and now it’s cancelled!” Jimin says, completely devastated.
I sigh as I look at the stuff on the floor. There was a huge blanket, twister, monopoly, a bottle of champagne, marshmallows and a…
“What is this?” I ask as I pick up a box.
“It’s a smores maker. I bought it incase we would fail at lighting the fireplace.”
“Oh my… Jimin, you’re a genius!”
I began to gather the things on the floor and picked them up. Maybe we could save Taehyung’s birthday after all.
“Thank you! Wait, why am I a genius?”
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I sneak quietly into Taehyung’s room. He is snoring softly, sprawled out over the bed and still hugging his pillow. I take a seat on the bed and caresses his hair. He stirs slightly and whines. When he realizes that he is not alone, he looks up at me.
“What time is it?”
“Almost midnight. I thought I could stay up with you until it’s your birthday.”
“Just like I did when you had your first birthday with us?” Taehyung say with a smile as he sit up straight.
“Yeah, just like that…” I say and smile at him. He looks so beautiful in the christmas lights.
“Do you know why December is my favorite month?” He says and leans closer to me. My heart begins to beat faster. I can feel his warm breath tickling my nose.
“Because of your birthday?” I guess, but he shakes his head.
“The christmas lights… you look so…” He is interrupted by a knock on the door.
“Happy birthday!” Jimin pokes his head inside.
Taehyung turns to me with a frown on his face, clearly confused.
“Awwh, and I wanted to be the first to gratulate him!” I pout at Jimin who is just giggling.
“Well, you are too slow. Are you coming or what?”
I get out of the bed and holds my hand out for Taehyung.
“Do I need to change clothes?” He says curiously as he grabs my hand.
“Nah, pajamas works fine.”
I lead him out of the room and into mine and Jimin’s. The look on Taehyung’s face is priceless.
“Waow…”
Me and the boys had grabbed almost every pillow and blanket in the dorms and made a pillow fort. Hoseok and Yoongi had stripped the christmas tree in the common room and decorated the room. Seokjin had fixed the snacks and prepared the smores and Namjoon had made a playlist.
“Do you like it?” Jimin says, bouncing up and down.
“It’s amazing.”
Taehyung crouches and enters the fortress and takes a seat by the others. Jimin throws his arms around the birthday boy.
“Happy birthday!” Hoseok exclaims and then grabs the champagne bottle. “Now cheers!”
The champagne that pops echoes through the room before we all hoorayed.
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After eating smores, playing twister (which was very hard to do in a pillow fort) and an unfinished game of monopoly, people began to doze off. We need to get up early in the morning and we will all regret sleeping on the floor, but Taehyung is happy. He is happy and in my arms as we lie on the floor in pillows and fluffy blankets.
“Hyung… you never told my why you love December.” I whisper. He turns around in my arms so he is facing me.
“Well… there’s the snow and the hot chocolate and christmas and…” he is blushing so hard, it’s too obvious that he is hiding something.
“Don’t be silly. Tell me.” I chuckle. Taehyung chews on his bottom lip, seeming nervous.
“Jungkook-ah… you look so beautiful in the christmas lights. Your smile when you wake up on christmas day makes me smile. How frostbitten your cheeks get when you’ve been out in the snow, it makes me want to rub them warm. The flour war you always start when we make gingerbread cookies always makes me laugh…”
I can’t stop myself. I lean in and kiss him. He is warm and so soft. I could stay like this forever, but he breaks the kiss and he shows off his big boxed smile.
“… it all happens in December.”
“I love you, Tae.”
“I love you too.”
“Finally!” Jimin yell and Taehyung can’t stop laughing at how unamused I am.
The End
By Miss Cadie
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This story was the winner of the December Oneshot Challenge ( 1,5k words, Winter themed, Based on the song "Good day" by BTS)