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⁀➴ archer of hearts | 전정국 ⟡ PROLOGUE

ᯓ★ˎˊ˗ Now Playing: i wanna be yours by arctic monkeys

❝ Secrets I have held in my heart are harder to hide than I thought ❞

SYNOPSIS. To become a cupid, one must demonstrate excellent matchmaking skills. Unfortunately, that wasn't the case for you. Now met with a threat of death, you are given an ultimatum: make the biggest hater of love…fall in love. As if that wasn't hard enough, you're also stripped of all your powers, leaving you with a new set of problems: how will you infiltrate the walls around his heart without your bow and arrow, and how do you convince him to shelter you while you're on the hunt for his one true love?

전정국 x f.reader .‧₊࿐anti-romantic!jungkook cupid!f.reader grumpy x sunshine trope fantasy au fluff crack angst with a happy ending suggestive (jungkook’s a tease) forced proximity tba…

➤ word count : 2.2k

── author’s notes ( 💬 ) If you’re here, thank you for giving this book a chance🫶🏼. This is actually my first time publishing a story despite reading for years already, so pardon me for any shortcomings that you’ll encounter in this fic. To be completely transparent, I'm hoping to use this blog as a means to earn some much-needed income from my writing to help out my family T-T. There is absolutely no pressure to donate. You reading and sharing my story already means the world to me. If you did enjoy this story, and want and have the capacity to support me and my writing journey, please consider visiting my Ko-fi account🙇🏻‍♀️. Thank you for being here; every reblog, like, comment, and support helps me keep going❤️‍🩹. Be ready to meet our characters now, happy reading!

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DISCLAIMER : any resemblance or similarity to other stories are purely coincidental. all idea of this story are originally mine. no, i did not write this with AI. And I do not own any of these characters, they are mainly for face claim PLS DONT SUE ME YAH </3

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⤿ PROLOGUE !

“Spend the night with me," his voice low, eyes locked on yours as you find yourself trapped between his body and the wall, his hand resting absentmindedly on your hips. "In my bed."

You're probably wondering: how'd you get yourself in this situation?

Well… we're going to need a minute to rewind.

Walking down the hall of the celestial kingdom, you try to calm your nerves as you inhale a deep breath. Typically, to walk down these halls meant honor. But for you, it seems to be the opposite.

"Do you think they'll give me another chance?" You stop fidgeting with your hands, turning your head toward the guard ushering you. "Namjoon—"

"Let's just hope for the best," he cuts you off before you can finish, stopping in his tracks as both of you reach a gigantic monumental door, adorned in gold and swimming with a plethora of flowers—roses, to be exact. Namjoon turns to face you, his hand reaching out for your shoulders in an attempt to calm you down.

"Hey, now. As far as I heard, the Head Cupid's actually a big softie on the inside, despite all the rumors circulating around him." He smiles at you, though you can see he is trying to convince himself just as much as he is trying to convince you. "Whatever his decision will be, you'll always be our little cupid, alright?"

You nod at his words, and soon enough the entrance slowly opens. You turn to look at Namjoon for the last time before you meet whatever fate will be thrown at you, then walk forward alone.

It hasn't even been a full minute since you stepped over the threshold when you're startled.

"Well, what do we have here?" A sudden voice echoes across the massive space, not even giving you time to adjust yourself. You look around, trying to figure out where the voice came from, only to be disappointed and frightened because no one is in the same space as you.

Seeing as how you can't seem to figure out where the hell he is, he heaves a sigh. "You looked everywhere but the front, little lady." You jerk your head forward, a frown fighting to form on your face at his snarky remark.

But your annoyance is short-lived as you face the man sitting across from where you stand.

Holy hearts…

He might be the most beautiful being you have ever met in your lifetime, you think.

"Quit staring now, little lady," he scoffs. "I know my charms are irresistible, but don't make it weird with those heart eyes appearing."

You frown at him, unable to hold it any longer. Clearly, his attitude does not match his face.

"C'mere." Leaving no room for a reply, he motions for you to come near.

Though unsure who he is, you follow, and it is only then that you realize the scene displayed in front of you. The room itself is big, much bigger than you imagined it to be, and much grander—more like a jewelry box turned into a room.

Beyond the obvious layers of gold and flowers wherever you look, the ceiling is decorated with a series of grand sweeping arches, painted with loads and loads of murals, one of which you recognize to be from the time when cupids were recognized as celestial beings.

On top of that, the floor-to-ceiling windows with stained glass on each side cast a dreamy glow across the gigantic room, while nestled high up in the corners are small marbled cherubs peering down at you.

But what disturbs you the most is the lack of furniture, or emptiness rather, decorating the place. Aside from the massive drawers at the far back, there are no chairs, sofas, or tables for a guest to sit at, excluding the chair in front of the desk—which, speaking of, is positioned in the middle of the room yet so far away from the entrance, leaving a wide space in between.

"Sit," the man commands, snapping you out of your wandering thoughts. As you sit across from him, you give yourself the excuse to study his features longer before your eyes drift to the gold nameplate placed above his workspace.

Written on the engraved nameplate are the words that have you widening your eyes and cursing yourself mentally.

"Kim Seokjin — Head Cupid"

"So, I heard," the man, whom you now know is the Head Cupid by the name of Kim Seokjin, clasps his hands before placing them below his chin. Your momentarily forgotten anxiety comes back as you officially come face-to-face with the celestial being responsible for your fate. "You failed all three tasks of helping humans fall in love, hm? Technically, four, as you were given another shot?"

You purse your lips, unable to find the words to reply to him.

"Not quite desirable for a future cupid, no?" he continues, leaning back in his chair as he takes out a scroll, his eyes scanning over it. "Normally, one destined to be a cupid would succeed on their first try, barely needing a second trial."

"But you… never did succeed, even with four trials." He pauses, carefully thinking about his words, you hope. "It's my first time," he murmurs, and you notice how his brows furrow.

"Seeing someone fail so horribly."

"And it's also my first time hearing such words that weren't thought out carefully," you want to snap back at him, although you don't think it would be the best idea considering your status right now, so you keep it to yourself instead.

But you're not strong enough to act like the words thrown at you did not hurt. You are sure that if your anxiety about being banned from becoming a cupid wasn't occupying your mind, you would've broken down right there and then.

Failure. How you hated that word.

And how you hate that you can't escape it.

Seeing your reaction to his words, the Head Cupid immediately straightens his posture. "I meant no offense. It's just that… it is indeed my first time seeing—" He pauses, realizing how wrong that still sounds, as if he is rubbing the fact that you're the first of failures in your face.

Disregarding his initial statement, he continues. "What I'm saying is… the board doesn't know what to do with you." A sigh escapes his lips before he can stop it. "In fact, they wanted you gone."

You feel the hair on your neck rise at his statement, and you feel yourself getting colder with each passing second.

Gone? As in wiped away from the face of the celestial world? No, you couldn't believe it. You didn't know it was such a grave mistake to fail all of your trials in helping humans fall in love. The worst punishment you thought could've been given to you was being forbidden from becoming a cupid forever, left to become someone who only helps the cupids in the shadows.

"No, you won't be killed. Initially, that was the plan. But it's fixed now," he assures you right after seeing the distress etched on your face, as if what he had said made you calmer.

Unfortunately for him, that makes it worse.

Your voice is caught in your throat, but you fear that even if you could let out a sound, you would never find the words to express what you feel right now.

"But you said it's fixed now. What do you mean?" Your voice comes out hoarser than usual, a little quieter too. But he hears you; you're sure of it when he nods before sliding a letter in front of you.

"Fifteen years ago, you wrote this to me. Fortunately for you, I read it."

It is a letter, a letter from little old you who mailed it to the palace of the Head Cupid to tell him how excited you were to help people find their happiness through their significant others. A letter, you remember, where you spilled the contents of your heart about this idea called love.

Fifteen years of dreaming to fly, only to fall flat on your face when the only thing you've done was stand.

"Lucky for you, you touched my heart." Seokjin playfully rolls his eyes at you, and you're sure you see an upward twitch at the corner of his mouth before a stoic expression returns to his face.

He holds out his hand, raising one finger. "One chance. They decided to give you one more chance, the last one."

"Really—" you blurt out, only to be immediately shushed by him.

"Don't celebrate too early, little lady." Shifting his hand, he opens his palm—a cloud of pink smoke rising to form a heart before showing a clear vision of someone, a human, you presume.

"Jeon Jungkook," Seokjin says, and you squint your eyes to get a better view of his face. "He fell in love once—very hard, actually—and eventually got his heart broken, then never pursued anyone ever again." Seokjin continues, amusement clearly shown on his face.

"He's your assignment," he states before abruptly closing his palm, the pink cloud disappearing before you.

"Make him fall in love."

You exhale before nodding. Surely, that can't be too hard. And you're sure that this time around, you have your desperation as an extra weapon to ace your final chance.

"When can I start, then?"

"You'll have one week to prepare," Seokjin replies, standing up from his chair to… stretch? Never mind him.

You try to drift your attention away from what he is doing, too taken aback to see how informal this Head Cupid acts. Not what you were expecting after all the rumors about him.

"One week?" you question. One week is a long time. Typically, you were given a maximum of three days to study your assignment and prepare the things you'll need to work your magic. "What for? I have my bow and arrows ready—"

"Oh, little lady. Who said anything about bows and arrows?" You hear him chuckle, confusion growing within you at what he means.

"Then, how can I help him?" You stand from where you were sitting, walking toward him before he turns around to face you.

"You will help him." Seokjin points down at the floor. "Down there." You can see him fighting a laugh ready to erupt from his throat, probably because of how confused you look. You aren't having it, though.

"What?"

He is puzzling you, and you hate it. Though, you probably should be more respectful about that. After all, you are still talking to the Head Cupid.

"I had convinced the board to give you another chance, yes. And that meant proving yourself harder than everyone else. If you were to help a human the way a normal cupid-to-be would, wouldn't you agree that it's unfair?"

He walks back over to his desk, snapping a finger to summon a scroll.

"Because they did." His fingers delicately unwrap the satin ribbon around the scroll, rolling it out before he looks at you. "The board has decided that for your final trial, you are to go down to Earth to personally help him. No powers or magic gear. Just you and pure determination inside a human body. That means you'll need to sleep, eat food from Earth, and learn how to survive the way of life down there."

Speechless. That's what you are.

Silence stretches between the two of you as you try to process his words. Although, the more you think about it, the more your head starts to ache.

"Are you willing to take on your assignment?" His eyes soften as he asks, his tone genuine, with no hidden sarcasm.

You exhale. "Yes, if that's what it takes." You momentarily close your eyes, only to open them again and see the Head Cupid disappear from your sight. "How hard can it be?"

"Very well, then." You flinch at the voice, clutching your heart in surprise to see him suddenly behind you. "You may leave now."

"Can you please not talk when you're not in sight, Mr. Head Cupid? It's scaring the angels out of me."

He chuckles, following behind you as you walk toward the same path you entered through. Before stepping one foot forward, you turn around to look at him.

"Thank you, Head Cupid," you murmur, tilting your chin down as a way to avoid his gaze. However, you do feel his hand lifting it up.

"Chin up, little cupid. There's so much more in store for you." He smiles before patting your shoulder. "Don't make him fall in love with his cousin, alright?"

You blush at his accusation. "For the record, I didn't know she was his cousin, and neither did he." You stammer, embarrassed to even think about one of your failed trials, especially now that you know even the Head Cupid knows about it.

You turn your back fully this time, and you slowly exit the threshold of the Head Cupid's office as you think to yourself — determination they want?

Then determination they'll get.

As soon as the door closes, Seokjin grins to himself.

You don't know it yet, but you're in for a one hell of a ride with your assignment.

── author’s notes ( 💬 ) Hope you enjoyed the prologue !! Let me know your thoughts about it :P Chapter 1 is coming soon, don’t you worry ^^

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hai everyone…🫪 chapter 1 was supposed to be released soon, however i may have undermined how busy I can get once university starts🥹 I PROMISE I PROMISE IT’LL COME NO SOONER THAN 2 DAYS. Thank you everyone for patiently waiting🤧🫶🏼 (and tysm for all of the support !! )

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