Requests are Open. Â This is my scenario blog where I write stuff, and scenarios with the members from BTS. I only do member x member, and mainly Yoonmin, Taekook, and Namjin, but I can try and see if I can do others if you really want me to
I cried enough tears to see my own reflection in them
And then it was clear
I canât deny, I really miss him
Authors Note: Inspired by Ariana Grande - âMy everythingâ.
I almost made myself cry
Not edited yet btw
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He wasnât my everything, till we were nothing, and itâs taken me a lot to say.
Jungkook glances at the boy across the street.
Heâs sitting outside a cafe.
âOur cafeâ A voice in the back of his mind whispers.
Heâs smiling and laughing, his eyes forming crescent, before pouting. His lips looks as soft and kissable as ever Jungkook can see that even from across the street. But he wouldnât need to be closer to know that they are indeed very soft and kissable, he already knew that before looking.
He still remember their first kiss.Â
It was morning, the first rays of sunshine glowing through the blinds of Jungkookâs dorm windows.
He glanced to his side, seeing Taehyung, having draped his own body over his through night, still lying with his head against his own pillow, nose pointing up, but half his body on top of Jungkook's.
The sun was hitting his face softly, illuminating it in light, his golden skin glowing. His long eyelashes were resting by his closed eyes, and a peacefull smile was tugging at his lips, while breathing camly through his nose.
He had slept over thr night before because Namjoon had sexiled him. Jungkook almost wanted to thank Seokjin.
Taehyung had shown up, with two cups of ramyun, and Jungkool not having the word 'no' in his vocabulary had let the younger in despite his pile of school work. The two had watched movies and played video games before going to bed, at 2 in the morning still talking for a while about everything and nothing at all.
Jungkook had wanted to kiss him that night, but had held back of fear of rejection.
Now that it was evening though Jungkook still felt really tired, he didnât go back to sleep. He just gazed lovingly at Taehyungâs face. Taking in every slope, and edge.
It had been hard to deny for this long how much he cared for the other boy. When they first met he immediately felt like a puddle of goo, and after a lot persuation from Yoongi, the elder finally got out of him that he had bumped into a handsome senior named Taehyung. As fate turned out, Taehyung is Jiminâs best friend, and Jimin is Yoongiâs boyfriend.
They quickly became close after being introduced properly, but Jungkookâs crush only grew, and it got harder and harder not to kiss the other when he leaned in to close, or shiver when he whispered in his ear. And it was hard to see Jimin get to hug Taehyung and koala on him as much as he wanted.
Jungkook dreamed about cuddling with Taehyung(not that he would ever admit that) he also dreamed of doing other things with Taehyung... (which no one would ever get to know of)
He had planned on confessing to the other, had tried, but four months passed with nothing, and he could never figure out if the other liked him back or not. Jimin had smirked at him a few time, and winked, but Jimin is a angry about Jungkookâs often lack of honorifics, and so canât be trusted.
But now, mind hazy and drunk on sleep he doesnt hold himself back this time.
No plan in mind he just reaches over Taehyung, softly cupping the cheek facing away from him.
Taehyung opens his eyes and turns his face towards Jungkook.
Jungkook slowly brushes his thumb against the others cheek, looking straight into his soft eyes.
Taehyung runs his eyes over Jungkookâs face, and looks from his lips back up to his eyes, while gently pulling his own lower lip between his teeth.
Keeping eye contact, Jungkook runs his hand towards the nape of Taehyungâs neck, slowly inching closer.
Their lips meet in a soft sweet kiss. Itâs very gentle, innocent.Â
Taehyung throws his arm around Jungkookâs neck, the other intertwining with Jungkookâs between them.
Jungkook inches even closer, their chests bumping.
The younger pulls the otherâs bottom lip into his mouth, nipping at it gently before running his tounge over the roof of the others mouth.
Taehyung sighs, into the kiss now cubbing Jungkookâs face with both hands. He can feel Jungkook smile against his lips, and pulls back smiling back.
âI really like youâ
âI thought you would never tell meâ Taehyung giggled hitting the other chest playfully.
âWait, so you knew?â
âLetâs just say you were very obviousâ
Jungkook snorted.
âSo you were only all over Jimin because you knew I would envy him?â
Taehyung had the desency to giggle. âMaybe, maybe not, Iâm always all over Chim Chim when his boyfriend isnât around, itâs just the law of nature.â
âIâm not sure how much sense that made, but at long as he doesnât get to kiss you weâre fineâ
âOf course my kisses are reserved for my one and only Kookie!â
Taehyung crawled in top of Jungkook starting to plant pecks all over his face, making him pull a face, and try to pull away.
âHey stop!â Jungkook laughed trying to push the other off.
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He looks to the others soft hands, holding his cup of what is probably unnecessarily sweet coffee.
He used to tease the elder for his sweet tooth, only to get told that he didnât udnerstand the truth wonders of the world, followed by a performance of âI can show you the worldâ
He laughed quitely to himself, before glancing back to the others face.
He seems refreshed, not plagued by dark circle under his eyes, and not so pale and broken looking.
Jungkook sighs, the guilt hitting him once again. It is only lessened by Taehyungâs now sweet smile.
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âJungkook? Jungkook Iâm-â
Jungkook pulls away from the girl he had been kissing on his couch, looking startled up at Taehyung.
The other gaped at him, seemingly frozen on the spot.
âTae-Taehyung, Itâs notâŠâ
The other takes a few steps back before turning on his heel sprinting out of Jungkookâs dorm.
Jungkook always knew he was fucked up, and he had tried to ignore what he was doing, pretend it wasnât happening.
But without telling anyone he had gotten caught up with bad people, and to get things out of it, he had slept around.
He made the girl leave, and went to bed.
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He sees anothr boy walking towards where Taehyung is sitting. Taehyung looks up at him and smiles softly, the other probably smiling back.
He takes a seat across from Taehyung at the little table, and takes his hand, intertwining their fingers.
They look into each others eyes, gazing lovingly.
Jungkook left to watch from across the street.
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âSo you go and cheat on me, and then expect you can just apologise and everything will be okay?â
Jungkook wish he could say he was taken aback by Taehyungâs cold gaze, but heâs not.
âListen, please listen to me, please donât leave me.â
âBullshit Jungkook, bullshit! Iâm leaving, and you better not be here when I get back, this is Jiminâs dorm!
He turned to leave but Jungkook grabbed his wrist.
âTaehyung I love youâ
Jungkook could hear how Taehyung sucked in a breath.
âIf you loved me-â Taehyungâs voice was now undeniably shaky âYou wouldnât have done what you didâÂ
And with that he left, that was the last time they spoke.
-
It had taken Jungkook 6 months to understand why he did what he did, and to realise what he had lost.
Not a day goes by where he doesnât think about Taehyung, think about what could have been. Nights he had cried himself to sleep, drowed his sorrow in alcohol and regret.
âOne cappucino on the go for Jungkookâ
He quickly turns, taking his cup and bowing to the man working at the street vendor.
When he turns around again soft brown orbs are looking at him, but when their eyes meet he looks away quickly.
To think that I was wrong
I guess you donât know what you got âtil itâs gone
Pain is just a consequence of love
Iâm sayinâ sorry for the sake of us
One day, one day Jungkook dares to hope, that Taehyung will actually forgive him.
One cold december morning Taehyung learns that things arenât always what they seem like
Authors Note:
I listened to Emma Blackeryâs - Donât come home while writing this, the feel of the song fits, but not so much the lyrics, Iâll maybe try to find a song that fits it better
One cold December morning Taehyung learns that things arenât always what they seem like, people canât always be trusted, no matter how many times they tell you they love you, no matter how much you love them.
Itâs a cold December morning when Taehyung walks across campus, bundled up in his dark green jacket, and red scarf that Jungkook have given him. He has a red package of chocolate in his right hand, excited to share them with the younger, knowing that he loves chocolate.
His new novel got accepted by a company, and is gonna be published alongside others in a collection of love stories.Â
He canât wait to share his happiness with his boyfriend, knowing that heâs been more than inspirational for Taehyung to put together 10 000 words, of a love story of two boys who came across each other by coincidence. Two boys falling in all the wrong places, but in the end landing by each other.
Once he reaches Jungkookâs dorm room, he without second thought turns the handle.
He drops the chocolate.
His jaw drops.
A half naked girl is draped around Jungkook in his bed, resting her head on his naked chest while he has an arm around her waist. He groans at being woken up, and slowly opens his eyes.
âTaehyung?âÂ
He quickly sits up, eyes wide, staring flaper gasted at his boyfriend, standing with glossy eyes, his world crumbling right infront of his eyes.
While Jungkook moves to get out of bed Taehyung picks the box of chocolate up from the floor. He throws it right at Jungkook the other barely having gotten out of the bed. He turns to run away, now uncontrollably sobbing, but Jungkook grabs his wrist.
âTaehyung plea-â
âNo Jungkook!â
He harshly pulls his wrist out of the others grib.
âDonât. Ever. Touch. Me. Again.â He growls, and turns on his heel sprinting down the hall.
He later heard from friends of friends, that Jungkook had been seen with several girls, and that he had kissed and danced with a few boys too.
Taehyung ended up sobbing uncontrollably in Jiminâs dorm, in bed in between him and his boyfriend. Yoongi wasnât as close to the younger as Jimin, his best friend, obviously was, but he still cared for him, having come across him so often, and it was heartbreaking to see the usual ray of sunlight like this.
And so he punched Jungkook in the face once he came to get the stuff Taehyung had left at Jungkookâs dorm.
The younger had been at a loss for words, explanations and excuses dropping from his mouth all together,
He sat silently, holding his face with staring at the floor.
âYouâre right, I deserved that. How is he?â
âNone of your damn businessâ Yoongi growled âHow do you think he is? You broke the poor kids heart.â
Jungkook started sobbing, and Yoongi left, it was a mess.
They had saved each other from dark places, met in a storm, mended the cold with each others warmth, but it seemed like Jungkook was the only one who hadnât melted.
Taehyung and Jungkook met young, and Taehyung knew it was gonna be them, knows that Jungkook will always be the only one he will love this way.
So he finished college quietly, ignored Jungkookâs last calls, ignored the stories he heard about him hooking up with people.
Now Taehyung writes stories. He writes stories about people who leave, people who die, and maybe one day heâll be able to make them stay, make them survive. But for now, they wonât.
But maybe one day Jungkook will once again smile at him, and maybe then heâll mean it when he tells him he loves him.
Summary: The things Jungkook wanted Taehyung to know and remember where ever he is.
Authors note: Still adding some stuff and editing a bit
Also I listened to a cover by Madilyn Bailey called âLet It goâ while writing this, hence the title.
-- He died, he left, and it was over, it is over, the end.
But Jungkook still misses Taehyung, every day, every second. The hand he used to hold every morning no longer there. The warm body he used to hold cold to his on long nights, gone. Tears start to form in Jungkookâs eye but he quickly rubs it away with his sleeve. He promised himself he wouldnât cry again. The funeral just finished, and sitting at the graveyard, he is now the only one left. Taehyungâs parents left a few hours ago, but Jungkook canât find it in himself to leave yet.
 The thought of going home to a house without Taehyung sitting on the couch complaining about school work, doesnât make a home. A breeze runs through Jungkookâs fringe and he turns his gaze up towards the sky. The moon has almost risen all the way on the sky.
 Itâs a cold February night, and Jungkook should probably head home now, but instead he moves from the bench to sit on the grass in front of Taehyungâs grave. He starts pulling at the grass, letting it fall back out from his hands.
âDo you remember?â
He smiles to himself.
âBack when we first kissedâ
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Taehyung thinks that Jungkook is dating some girl from school, and he decides to surpress all his feelings for the sake of keeping their friendship, but he just isnât sure how, or for how long he will be able to. Heâs happy for Jungkook if he really is dating that girl, but at the same time the thought of him kissing her makes hi Stomach turn on itself.
âJungkook?â
âYeah?â
âWhat would you do, if you really really liked someone, but youâre pretty sure theyâre with someone else?â
Jungkook turns his head, eyes moving from the movie theyâre currently watching in Jungkookâs dorm room bed on his laptop, to Taehyung looking down at his folded hands, wringing them uncomfortably in his lap.
He swallows down the dissapointment that his crush may stay one-sided forever.
âDo you like someone?â
Taehyung looks up, but his eyes meets Jungkookâs and he immediately looks away, and tries to focus on anything in the room but Jungkook.
âYeahâ Itâs so quite Jungkook wouldnât have heard it if he hadnât been listening so intently.
Jungkookâs eyebrows shoot up in surprise.
âIs it someone I know?â
âYeahâ
âWho?â
Taehyung stays silent, and bites his lips.
âTaehyung? Taehyung look at meâ Jungkook softly cubs Taehyungâs cheek, moving his head to look at him.
âYou know you can tell me anything, Iâm here for you if you need meâ
Taehyung bites back a sob, and ties to turn his head, but Jungkook gently holds his face in place, to look into his eyes.
Taehyung looks down into his lap.
âItâs youâŠâ
For a few seconds Jungkook just stares, the new information sinking in. He cubs Taehyungâs other cheek, and slowly leans in. Taehyung look sup into his eyes, searching. Theyâre only centimeters apart, their lips barely brushing and breath mingling.
âb-but arenât you dating Yuna?â
âNoâ
And Jungkook leans forward, pressing a gentle kiss onto Taehyungâs lips. Taehyung opens his mouth, a softly sighing into the kiss, and Jungkook does the same. He tilts his head, and slips his tounge into the elders mouth. Taehyung wraps his arms around Jungkookâs neck, and Jungkook caresses the olders cheeks with his thumbs. While Jungkook sucks on the elders tounge, he pushes him down into the pillows, Taehyung arching into him. Once Taehyungâs head hit the pillows Jungkook pulls back, and Taehyung giggles, his eyes glossy.
He looks away again, but doesnât move.
âI really like you you knowâ
âI like you too, and I have for a long time nowâ
Taehyung looks back at Jungkook.
âReally?â
âReally.â
-
The evening gets colder, and rain starts falling. It isnât too crazy though, so Jungkook doesnât mind it. He looks up at the now grey, almost black sky.
âWe were so stupidâ
He looks up at the grave. Stone with a silver plate with letters and number.
âKIM TAEHYUNG
1995 - 2016â
âBut we were also so in loveâ
âTaehyung, I want you to know, and remember, that where ever you are, I love you. I have always loved you, even before I met youâ
âI used to now believe in that kind of bullshit. I thought people who could say this sappy kind of shit were plain stupid, and maybe they are. Maybe Iâm stupid too. But I donât care. I want to be stupid, with you. I woudnât mind wherever or whenever, if only youâre there. But it seems that fate doesnât agree with that.â
âIâm here alone, by myself.â
âBut even if youâre not here, Iâm still gonna love you, I will always love you. In another universe, another time, we might be together right now, holding hands, kissing, having pillow fights and playing video games. But we might also be like this. Me sitting by your grave late at night, by your hospital bed, you sitting by mine. Us getting shot in the battle field. I almost donât care.â
âAll I want is for you to be okay, for you to be happy. And at the end you didnât seem happy anymore. too skinny, too devoid of life. But I hope youâre happy now, wherever you are. Happier that I could ever make you, happier than Girls Generation could ever make youâ
Jungkook smiles to himself.
âEven if in this lifetime this might be our end physically, it will never really be our end. Cause I still love you Kim Taehyungâ
Jungkook looks up at the sky, blinking his eyes trying to stop his tears from falling.
âBut in this lifetimeâ Jungkook swallows the lump on his throat.
âWeâve had our time, and now I need to say goodbye.â
Jungkook gets up to leave, clothes half soaked form the rain.
âBut weâll meet againâ
âI know it"Â
Jungkook bites his lip, trying to keep his voice steady, though tears have already started pouring from his eyes,
(I edited and updated it in ao3 so it might be better there, but i wanted to keep this here the way it is)
Pairing: Jungkook / Taehyung
Word count: 875
Warning: Major character death
Tags: Angst, Love, Drabble, Implied/referenced character death,
Summary:Â
There's nothing like you and me, together, through the storm.
Note:
I can't stop
Inspired by Jungkook's cover of nothing like us, you should listen to it while you read it
--
It's late and it's raining again.
Jungkook is sitting in on his desk, legs dangling back and forth above the floor. One of the windows in his room is ajar, and from where he's sitting he's looking straight down at the street. Rain droplets are soundly hitting the window in rythm to the ground. It's like the world is being flooded, and the water is running along Jungkook's street. The street lamps, are glowing a golden almost glossy light, or maybe it's just all the rain on Jungkook's window making them blurry. Maybe it's just Jungkook getting teary eyed again.
Jungkook looks up at sky, trying to count the stars.
He loved to watch the rain like this, while counting the stars, he can't help but think.
--
"Tae?"
Jungkook reaches out to find nothing but cold bed sheets, one side of the bed empty. He rolls over on to his stomach inhaling Taehyung's scent left in his pillow, before calling out again.
"Tae?"
No answer.
He gets up, trembling slightly as his bare feet step onto the cold linoleum floors. The room is dark except for the street lights, and stars shining through the windows in the room.
Jungkook walks up to the door of their bedroom and turns the handle. The hallway is also dark, except for a light at the end of it. He walks down the hallway, and turns the corner to the half lit space at the end.
They're on the second floor. Except for the stairs going down, there's only a desk and a sofa placed in front of their windows besides the door to their balcony, in the space of the half lit room at the end of the hallway.
Jungkook turns to see an silhuette sitting on the desk, back engulfed by the light of the room. He's wearing Jungkook's white jumper, his hair messy froom sleep.
"Tae?"
Taehyung turns around, eyes wide for a second, before he smiles softly. He pads the space beside him on the desk, asking for Jungkook to come sit with him.
He sits down on the desk, legs dankling beside Taehyung's.
The elder leans his head on his shoulder, and Jungkook sneaks an arm around his waist.
"Why are you up?" Jungkook almost whispers, voice slightly raspy from having just woken up.
Taehyung hums.
"Just thinking"
"About what?"
Taehyung lifts his head from Jungkook's shoulder and looks at the other's face. He smiles, eyes full of adoration and love.
"You"
He pecks Jungkook's lips, taking his hand to intertwine their fingers.
"Us" Taehyung exhales deeply.
"Everything, and nothing"
Jungkook stays silent, taking in the words of the elder.
The storm picks up, the wind whining soundly, as the sound of rain dropping on their roof and windows resounding throughout their house.
They dangle their feet side by side, wrapping the silence around them like a blanket of comfort.
"Well" Jungkook starts "can I think with you?" He smiles at the older.
Taehyung laughs, "isn't that what you're already doing?"
"I guess" Jungkook breathes, realising the elders hand to throw an arm around his shoulders and pull him closer.
Taehyung takes the hand of the arm thrown around his shoulder, and starts playing with Jungkook's fingers while he counts the stars.
Jungkook watch Taehyung's side profile, his face illuminated in the light of the moon. His eyes are sparkling, and his smile is soft, content.
"Do you ever think, that you could spend all night counting the stars?" He asks, not taking his eyes off the sky.
"If it wasn't because I needed sleep, then maybe"
"You're no fun, Jeon Jungkook"
"But I can tell you what I am, and that's cold"
Taehyung scoffs at the younger.
"Want me to warm you up then?"
Before giving Jungkook a chance to answer, he leans in cupping his face in his hand, brushing his thumbs over his cheeks. All words die on Jungkook's tongue as Taehyung looks into his eyes, reflection of the moon dancing in his own, leaning in to press a soft kiss to his lips.
Jungkook closes his eyes, and wraps both arms around the elder, pulling him closer. The kiss is full of love, and confessions of how much they adore each other.
They kiss under the stars like the night Taehyung confessed, the only difference being that this is no open sky over their heads.
Jungkook stands up, and goes to stand in front of the elder. He puts his arms around him, pulling him close to his chest. Taehyung counts the beats of Jungkook's heart, as he wraps his arms around him too. He nuzzles his nose into his chest, inhaling the smell of Jungkook deeply.
"I love you" he whispers into his chest. Words being carried by the wind, and resounding in Jungkook's ears.
Jungkook tightens his hold around Taehyung.
"I love you too"
--
The wind blows through the window, casting goosebumps over jungkook's body, and for a second he thinks he can hear that whisper again.
"I love you,"
"Jeon Jungkook"
and all he can do, is whisper back hoping that the wind will carry his words, so that he will hear.
"I love you too,"
He holds his breath for a second, before exhaling.
So Iâm gonna start posting one shots whenever I feel like it. Also since I donât have any requests yet. Still feel free to request!
No, weâre not promised tomorrow
Ao3 Link
Pairing: Yoongi / Jimin
Word count:Â 1482
Warning: Major character death
Tags: Angst, Hospitals, ilness, very sad, character death
Summary:
I loved you like I was gonna lose you, and lose you I did.
Note:
This was inspired by: Like Iâm Gonna Lose You - Meghan Trainor ft. John Legend
you should listen to it while you read it.
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Jimin had been sick for months, and Yoongi had been well aware of where it might head right form the get go. Terminal illness isnât easily cured.
But never for a second did he leave the younger s side, if anything he kissed him for longer, and only realized more and more day by day how they might not be promised another tomorrow after night falls.
Every time he holds him, it feels like heâs saying goodbye, like it might be the last time. Jimin is nothing but skin and bones at this point, but yet he still manages to smile when Yoongi visits.
When Yoongi sees those tired smiles he wishes even deeper that their time wasnât running out like it is. That it wasnât limited to how much longer he can hold the younger in his arms, and how Jiminâs eyes lose their flicker of life more and more day by day.
Jimin will smile at him, and kiss him saying that itâs gonna be okay.
Yoongi wishes he wasnât lying.
It took them by storm when Jimin was diagnosed. The younger had fainted yet again during his job as a dance teacher and choreographer, and he came home crying at night.
He crawled into their shared bed, and pushed himself as close to Yoongi as possible. The elder wanted to ask whatâs wrong, when the latter buried his face in his chest tears staining his shirt, but knowing Jimin came from the hospital, which he had insisted on going to alone, he wasnât sure he wanted to know the answer.
It took a few months for Jimin to move in to the hospital, but when he did, Yoongi moved along with him. Or at least his consciousness did. Whenever he canât be by Jiminâs side, all he can do was wish that he could.
He wishes that they could go back in time. Go back to the weeks they spent at Jiminâs familyâs vacation house in Busan in the summer. They would fall asleep counting the stars on the sky, and kiss till they were breathless every morning. He wish he could stay close to the younger like those days again, not a care in the world.
In their last days he couldnât stop thinking of when he first met the Jimin.
Jimin had stumbled into the lecture hall late, and Yoongi had told him to âshut the fuck upâ only to be taken aback by the youngers tears. Jimin had already had a fairly rough morning, due to a lot of smaller accidents happening, but Yoongi didnât know that.
Unlike himself he had apologized to the younger immediately, and awkwardly tried to comfort him, telling himself that he only did it because 'a not crying kid is better than a crying kidâ.
Jimin had confessed after 6 months of being undeniably close friends.
It was by accident, when they were at the park. Yoongi had wanted to get away from campus for awhile and Jimin had followed.
Somehow they ended up in the grass in front of a big tree, casting a shadow over them in the heat of the sun, with a lake running before them.
Jimin had looked at Yoongiâs relaxed figure, lying on his back looking up at the sky in thought, and he had just blurted it out.
âI like you hyungâ
Yoongi had turned his head quicker than lightning and stared at the younger. If it wasnât for Jimin blushing and turning away he would have thought he imagined it.
He had kept his feelings at bay for months thinking that they might not be reciprocated like he wanted them to.
âJiminieâ
Jimin turned his back to the elder and buried his face in his hands.
ânoâ
âJiminie look at meâ
Yoongi placed a hand on the younger s arm, slowly turning him around to face him. Yoongi also lying on his side resting his weight on his elbow, leaned forward slowly, until their faces were barely inches apart.
He looked into Jiminâs eyes, blank expression and slight blush on his face. âI like you tooâ
Yoongi then couldnât help himself and he looked from Jiminâs impossibly pretty lips, to his eyes, and back to his lips. Jimin had mirrored his action before leaning in.
So Iâm gonna love you, like Iâm gonna lose you
Itâs in the moments where Yoongi lies in Jiminâs hospital bed with him, the younger buried in his chest, that his heart bleeds with bittersweet thoughts.
He thought he knew love until he Jimin came along, but truth is, he never did in the slightest.
Love to Yoongi is Jimin, and it will always be.
Even if- Yoongi chokes up at his own thoughts, trying not to wake the younger from his sleep with his tears, and silent cries - that he only ever loved him to lose him, and only ever held him to one day say goodbye to him.
âI wish Jiminieâ he whispers, tears falling silently down his cheeks as he runs his palm through Jiminâs hair, brushing his bangs away form his face small pale face
âThat we were promised tomorrow. If only just that one day.â
Jimin doesnât show it, but heâs awake as he pulls the elder closer only feigning it being his sleepy habit of cuddling. He knows the elder didnât want him to see him like this, that heâs supposed to be the strong one keeping Jimin at bay. But he also knows that you can only hold tears back for so long.
He silently pecks the elders cheek and pulls him closer, tightening his arms around his neck, and nuzzling his nose into his chest. He saviors every last smell of Yoongi he gets to have in this life.
The next nights they spend counting the stars out of Jiminâs hospital window. They share their deepest kisses, and words.
Yoongi tells Jimin everything he thought he would never be able to express, and Jimin the same. They kiss, and savior every last moment of each other, an silent understanding in the air between them, that they might have to let go soon. At this point the doctors has practically hinted at time starting to run out.,
The last night Yoongi holds Jimin is the one that he proposes.
He smiles, eyes glossy, sitting on one knee by Jiminâs bed, ring box open in his hands.
âPark Jiminâ
He tries his hardes to fight back the tears, but fails.
âI love you, and even if-â
He sucks in a breath, tears staining his cheeks.
â-we wont make it till tomorrow. I want to know, that I was yours and you were mine-â
He smiles sadly.
â-even if that means that Iâll be the one to-â
Yoongi chokes up at his tears.
âwalk this earthâ
Jimin breaks down into sobs, pulling Yoongi into the bed with him.
They hold each other impossibly close, tears mingling, as they kiss like all the oxygen Jimin lacks to live, can be found in Yoongiâs lips.
âyesâ he breathes against the elders lips, knowing that it wont make a difference what he answers.
Yoongi had pictured the wedding, Had planned it out in his head with all his heart, even before the illness hit. Jimin and him were gonna get married in a big hall, all of their friends and family there. They would both be wearing black suits, and white glows, the only difference being the color of the flowers in their chest pockets.
Yoongi was gonna say 'I doâ followed by Jimin, and they were gonna kiss like tomorrow, and the day after that would come. Like they were gonna wake up besides each other in ten years, to kids running around getting ready for school, in 50 years at an elderly home somewhere side by side as they slowly lost track of the life that they had shared. Yoongi would want to wake up anywhere next to Jimin.
What he hadnât expected, or ever planned, or ever dared to imagine
Was the sound of Jiminâs heart monitor evening out, and screeching and tearing at his eardrums. A soft smile appeared on Jiminâs lips, and his eyes were impossibly soft before he slipped away. His last words where barely a whisper.
âI love you Yoongiâ
What Yoongi hadnât dared to imagine was where he was at now. Standing in a hospital room, doctors rushing past him, and Jiminâs peaceful smile burned into the tears falling from behind his eyelids.
I found myself dreaming in silver and gold
Like a scene from a movie that every broken heart knows
We were walking on moonlight and you pulled me close
Split second and you dissapeared, and then I was all alone
Oh how I wish I could wake up by your side
I loved you like I was gonna lose you, and lose you I did.
Hey so I dissapeared for a while, and Iâm sorry for being such a liar. Iâm just up and above ready to actually start, and I finally figured that Iâm not good with member x reader fics, so Iâll only do pairings, and mainly Yoonmin, Taekook and Namjin, but I can try others if anyone really wants me to.
Iâm already starting to post more to my ao3 account too, tho iâm still getting a hang of writing, and stuff, its Angelichuimang if anyone cares
as said earlier I have a Taehyung x reader request from half a year ago, that I might do, if I can get the feel for it
I feel like I should thank you for your time for some reason lol
Hey, for the people who care I'm really sorry for leaving for a thousand years, and not saying anything. There's some stuff going on nd stuff. I have one request for a Taehyung fluff, I just don't want to force it out, I want it to be good, so that will be up hopefully before December ;) Thanks to everybody who is following!
Hello! can you do a cute fluffy scenario of Jimin and Jhope? ^^
Iâm so shit for being slow sry, nd sry itâs not longer, Iâm just getting started again, and actually kind of nervous, but here you go! Â :D <3
JiHope
Fluff
Jimin gets jealous because J-hope seems so close with Taehyung, but he doesnât quite know how to say it.
Jimin gaze out the window, the dark sky opening right before him. The stars are shining bright tonight, and with Hoseokâs bare chest  against his back, and his hand resting on his stomach, It could not be more perfect.Â
Jimin is only wearing Hoseokâs over-sized t-shirt, and his own underwear. Rain didnât stop him from running to Hoseokâs house after he got off work. He loves spending time with Hoseok. But they havenât dated for long, and this is Jiminâs first relationship so everything is a first for him. Hoseok and Taehyung seems close too, and he canât help but feel a bit⊠Jealous. But how do you tell someone that? Hey Hoseok do you like being with Taehyung better than being with me? Hey, Iâm sorry but can you and Taehyung have less skin ship? No. Jimin doesnât feel like he can say that⊠And so, thereâs probably not even anything to be jealous about.
Hoseok moves a bit closer leaving no space between them. He finds the younger oneâs hand and entwine their fingers. Any touch makes the butterflies in Jiminâs stomach rise, and he smiles to himself. Itâs not because he think that Hoseok would leave him for Taehyung, itâs just that they seem so close⊠He turns around to face Hoseok, and buries his face in his bare chest. He takes in the scent of Hoseokâs cologne. It smells fresh, but in a sweet way. Yet another smile forms on his lips. âYeah no need to worry, itâs probably just me.â he mumbles to himself.
âWhat?â Hoseok runs his hand down Jiminâs sides. âNothingâ
âwhat?â Hoseok asks again, and then sits up, âyou just said something?â His face turns serious âJimin you have been acting weird the last couple of days, whatâs wrong?â The genuine worry in his eyes, makes Jimin feel a bit bad. He sits up, crossing his legs. A smile forms om his lips âwhat are you talking about, Iâm fineâ Hoseok glares at him, âJimin, what is it that youâre worrying about. You know you can tell me anything.â Jimin hugs him, âitâs nothingâ Hoseok pouts âJimin I can sense on you that somethings wrongâ Jimin sighs, what if he will get mad? He looks down at his feet, it would only get worse if he didnât talk to him about it âokay then⊠so, you know that guy on your dance team, that you hangout with a lot? The handsome one who always makes you laughâŠâ Hoseok stares at him for a second. He was not expecting this question at all. âTaehyung?â
Jimin bites down on his lip âyeah⊠I mean he is really funny, and handsome, and you have so many inside jokes togetherâŠâ Hoseok squints his eyes âJimin? Are you⊠are you jealous?âÂ
He keeps looking down at his feet, his hair now covering his eyes. âMmhâŠâ Hoseok moves closer to him and takes his hand âJiminie, why would you be jealous?â He tries to get Jimin to look at him but he doesnât move. âI mean, see how much fun you guys have together⊠How can I ever compete with that? And you guys supposedly cuddledâŠâ âwait what? Jimin first of all, who said that we cuddled?â âI heard you guys talking about cuddling at practice!â Hoseok puts his hand on Jimins knee and laughs âyou completely misunderstood it. That day I was missing you a lot, and I texted you that I wanted to cuddle, but Taehyung saw my texts. All day he made fun of me, and is still keeping at it.â Jimin looks up, and their eyes meet. "And what do you mean how can you compete with that? How can he compete with you? Iâm the one who has hit jackpot by you dating me, I would never in my life kiss Taehyungâ He laughs out loud, and Jimin canât help but laugh too.
"Iâve been waiting for the right guy for 22 years.â He quickly leaves a peck on Jiminâs lips âAnd I have finally found him.â Jimin looks down âIâm sorry, I donât know why these unnecessary stupid feeling of jealousy comes, butâŠâ He bites his lip âbut I just really like you.â Quickly he lies down to cover himself with the blanket to hide from embarrassment. Hoseok lies down besides him, and easily crawls down under the blanket. He puts an arm around Jiminâs waist âI really like you tooâ he whispers as he kisses Jiminâs cheek. Jimin turns around, his face being all red. âYouâre so cute when youâre blushingâ Hoseok leaves a kiss on the young ones forehead. âDonât do that youâll make it worse!â He is about to pull away but Hoseok keeps a tight grip on his waist. âOh really? My Jiminie still gets embarrassed when I kiss him? Then how much most all the other things we do embarrass you.â âStoopâ Jimin giggles, being flustered by Hoseok. Hoseok crawls on top of Jimin, and holds him down. He leans down, so Jimin can feel his breathe on his lips. âIf you ever have any worries like this ever again, tell me, or I will punish you!â He kiss Jimins lips, quick but passionately. "Are you sure it will be a punishment?â Jimin smirks. Hoseok lies down beside him and takes his hand. âYou have no idea!â He pokes the younger ones nose. Jimin tightly hugs him. âI promise Iâll tell you.â
Hoseok starts leaving pecks all over Jiminâs face. He starts with the middle of his forhead, and moves down along his nose bridge. Jimin squints his eyes, and tries to push him away, but with no luck. âI canât help it!â he sys between the pecks, leaving them on both cheeks. Jimin giggles âstoop!â âNo, I wanna kiss my Jiminieâ He wraps his arms around him, continuing his endless kissing. Jimin puts both hands on his chest trying to push him away. âDonât do that!~ Leave my neck aloneâ Hoseok nearly throws himself on Jimin, now lying on top of him. He stops for a second, smiling sweetly at the young boy âHow can I help it when  youâre so cute? Then you should stop doing thatâ Jimin snorts âDoing what, exactly?â Hoseok thinks for a second âBeing Park Jimin that is!â
I'm sorry to the ppl who requested. something came up, and things kinda got difficult. I have been working on the first request before this came up tho, and I will do my best and finish both today! Thanks for requesting âĄ
I only write about the members of BTS as of now, because I dont feel like I know any other groups well enough atm. Iâm doing this because I love writing, and I want to get better at it, so I will do my best! I take requests about almost anything, for now I dont have any guide lines, but I might make some along the way! I will also do smut, Iâm just a beginner at it tho, so Iâm not that good.
Someone, anyone, feel free to send me a request about any member from BTS, and any AU, to start my blog!Â
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