I have bronchitis and a sinus infection. I'm taking a lot of medicines right now. So I'm not releasing anything I've been writing because idk how good it actually is. Once I feel better I will try to edit all the hot disasters I've written in the past couple of days.
Offering you his arm, Taehyung led you out of the restaurant. The world around you began to change. The once green leaves were an array of oranges and reds. The night came earlier this time of year, so the sun was already beginning to make its descent in the sky. Your body shivered in response to the chilly Autumn air that assaulted your skin, “It sure is getting cold already isn’t it?” Taehyung broke away from your touch slowing down to remove his jacket, “Here, I can’t have you getting sick.” He held the jacket for you to put your arms in. He is always a perfect gentleman. It was a trait of his you greatly admired. Turning to face him, you reached up to kiss him and he was more than happy to reciprocate. The way he lingered on your lips made you feel like you could float away, only being held down by the way he enveloped you in his arms. Breaking the kiss, lips hovering by yours; he smiled, “Let’s go find a place to eat. Maybe it will have cocoa or tea to warm you up!” He guided you with his arm around your waist. “Oh! There is a puddle.” ,sweeping you into his arms like a bride made you giggle. It was just like the day you two had met.
Flashback
After the realization that he didn’t think you were weak for needing help, you accepted his offer to help you. He bent down to your level and picked you up off the ground like you were weightless. Oh, his cologne smells amazing! Resting your head on his shoulder, you felt your body grow tired and heavy. It didn’t register in your mind just how exhausted you were until now. I wonder if he is tired as well, I think I'll give him my number once he gets me to my door. He’s definitely earned it.
You hadn’t really noticed before because of the clothing he was in, but his muscles were quite toned. Maybe if I am careful in my movements I can make it seem like I am not feeling him up even though I really am. You shifted your body slightly, hoping you were making it look like you were being natural and not a pervert. He let a small chuckle escaped from his throat. Shit, did he notice what I was doing? You tucked your head into your chest hoping to avoid eye contact. Your cheeks were on fire and you could feel his gaze on you. Crap crap crap. “So Y/N did you like what you felt?” Oh god, someone kill me please. Ignorance is key. “Hmm, what do you mean?” ,you still wanted to avoid eye contact at all costs to prevent from ruining any slim chance you had of recovering from your actions, “I was just adjusting is all!”
The laugh he let out showed he clearly didn’t believe you. At least he isn’t scolding me. I guess this could be worse. Regaining confidence, you shifted your eyes up to peak at him. Wow, how is he so gorgeous? He has flawless skin I wonder what his skin care routine is like. “Are you going to just stare at me all day or do you have something you want to say?” ,he teased. You chose to ignore him and twirl his hair in your fingers. “You never did tell me what you did for a living.” In fact you straight up avoided it. “Let’s not talk about that. I want you to know me for me.” Why are you being so mysterious about it? Maybe he is in the mafia! No he doesn’t seem to have the ability to be mean. I’m practically a stranger and here he is carrying me up 5 flights of stairs.
The silence must have been too long because he was now looking at you. “It’ll make more sense later, just trust me for now.” I guess I can keep quiet about it for now. “This is the floor.” I don’t want this too end, not yet. You wrapped your arms tighter around him in hopes he’d slow down. You didn’t know how to tell him you wanted him to stay. That his presence was comforting to you. His fingers gripped your shoulder and thigh tightly before setting you down, his arm lingering on your back. “Thank you.” ,your voice was so soft he wouldn’t be able to hear you if he wasn’t inches from you. “So about your number, do you think I could get it?” ,his eyes moved desperately waiting for your response. I am more than willing to give it to you, but once I do you’ll leave. He pulled away from you, “Sorry, I didn’t mean to offend you.” Your head shot up at his statement, “No no no, I was just...uhm...here.” Now you’ll leave me. You held your hand out for his phone. He pushed his phone against your hand smiling, it was too contagious of a smile. You couldn’t help, but smile at him. Handing him his phone back he began to turn to head off. No I am not ready, please stay. Why can’t you just understand what I want. I don’t want to say it out loud.
Without hesitation your body suddenly lurched forward wrapping itself around his back. “What is it Y/N?” Still unable to get the words out, you just tightened your hold on him. What am I doing? Ah, why did I do this? I don’t know what to say. Wriggling from the iron grip you had on his stomach, he turned to face you. Your eyes stared at the floor, you didn’t know what to say or what to do. It felt like an eternity standing there. What do I have to lose? You reached up and gently placed a kiss on his chin. Oh fuck, oh fuck. Have I lost my fucking mind?! Taehyung reached for your face pulling you back into him. His hands made their way to your hair and the small of your back, keeping you pressed against him. His tongue flicking against your lips, and you quickly granted access to him. He pulled back slowly, biting his lip. The only noise filling the room was the light sighs escaping from both of your lips and the beating of your heart, as your hands lingered on one other. “Oh.” ,he smirked.
The image playing in your head made you question if you could get that breathless feeling again. When he set you down to continue walking you put your finger under his chin guiding him to your lips. Your body molded against his naturally as your tongues began to dance with one another. Again you both stood there breathless, just how you were during your first kiss. “I don’t know what’s gotten into you, but I like it.” ,he planted one more kiss on your lips before continuing on your journey. You gazed at him again, coming to one conclusion. I really do love him, but that doesn’t change the fact that I can’t fit into his life. Getting over him was going to be a difficult task.
The blood rushed through your body, the sound was almost deafening in your ears. The insides of your stomach clenched together in painful knots. Your breath hitched in your chest. Breathing made your throat feel like it was being scratched from the inside. This was it, the moment of truth, you had his attention and you weren’t getting out of breaking his heart now. “Taehyung, I..uhm, I just, I want to-” ,you trailed off. Finding the words to express your feelings was always difficult for you, but looking in his eyes made it even harder. It’s not that you didn’t love him, it’s just that his life was too much for you. Hoping to calm yourself, you drew a long breath in from your nose and released it in a sigh. You heard a familiar melody start to play throughout the restaurant reminding you of the cab ride to your house.
“So are you always running to the train station this late at night?” ,he asked. “Usually yes. I work long hours. I enjoyed it really, minus my jerk of a boss, it’s peaceful for me.” ,you replied. He scoffed and you looked over. “Is something wrong?” ,you asked. “No not at all, it’s just girls here don’t like to work much. They always want to find a man who will take care of them. It’s nice to hear you enjoy working is all. It’s a sentiment we both share.” The sudden warmth in your cheeks told you it was time to look out the window, you watched the streetlights pass by one by one. The moisture on the window made it look like the lights were sparkling. It was actually quite pretty. The smile that spread across your face didn’t go unnoticed by him.
“So what do you do Taehyung?” ,you were very curious to know what job would let him have his hair and makeup done in such a manner. You had to admit it all suited him well. He was very stylish and put together, even though he was going for a chaotic-messy look it flattered him nicely. His style was very intriguing to you. “You don’t know what I do for a living?” ,he replied. “No…?” He must have seen the confusion on your face and chose to ignore it. “Hmmm, let’s say I am an artist.” Well that’s a shady freaking answer if I ever heard one. “What kind of art?” ,you said with your curiosity was getting the better of you, “Tell you what i’ll give you an answer for every answer you give me.”
This proposition clearly grabbed his attention, he turned to you with a smile spreading across his face, “Alright, I’ll go first. What’s your name?”
“Y/N,” deciding to play fairly you asked questions similar to his, “how old are you?” “Twenty-four. Tell me you’re obviously foreign where are you from?” ,he scanned you up and down. It almost made you uncomfortable. Not in the sense that he was being creepy, but in the sense that you felt like he was studying you.
“Why did you stop to help me?” It occurred to you that you probably should have asked that before getting into a cab with him, but thinking ahead was not your strong suit.
“To be honest, I’ve seen you around a few times. You always ignored me like I wasn’t there. It’s a new feeling for me.” You didn’t understand why he’d feel like you not noticing him mattered. You weren’t anyone special. Definitely a weird man, he is.
“Why would a girl ignoring you bother you? Not every girl must like you, you know? Just because you have a flashy sense of style doesn’t mean everyone will all be interested.” ,you scolded.
He looked to you with a smile on his face, “Is that so?” Am I missing something? I honestly don’t understand him at all. Why is he smiling? I just scolded him. He makes no sense
“It is so. This is my place, so I guess this is goodbye.”
You gathered your things to head from the car to the apartments you lived in. You got to the gate and turned around to hopefully catch one last glance at the intriguing man. You weren’t expecting him to be getting out of the cab to meet up with you. Does he want something? “Hey Y/N, I know you don’t know me well but would you like to maybe hang out for a little bit?” He wants to hang out. At this hour? “Where do you suppose we would hang out? My ankle is still sore and it’s almost midnight.” This man truly is something else. “Well then let me walk you to your door and see if I can get you to give me your number.” You couldn’t help but laugh.
After a short agreement from you, he took all your things from your hands. “It’s not very gentlemanly of me to make you carry all these things.” The two of you walked through the corridors to the stairway. Unfortunately, the elevator was out and you’d have to go up five flights of stairs with an ankle that was really starting to become an issue for you. “Can’t we take the elevator?” “It’s busted, a little exercise won't kill you.” ,you chided. He smirked and replied, “I was more worried about you, but let’s go tough lady.” He was talking to you about something that honestly weren’t listening too. The pain was really becoming too much and it was taking all your focus not to cry. “Are you alright? Hello…” “Huh, oh yes I am fine,” you looked to your ankle and up the remaining flights of stairs, “it’s just a lot of stairs.”
“What are you doing?” Why is he bending down in front of me. He doesn’t seriously expect me to admit I need help does he. Pushing past him, you looked back to see a confused expression on his face. “Are you sure you can walk?” The concern in his voice was really sweet, but you were too stubborn to tell him that it hurt. I am not weak. I’ve got this. “Yea let’s go. We don’t have all night.” Even though you said that, it hurt too much to move quickly, a baby could have passed you on the stairs right now. You could feel him watching you struggle with every step. What are you looking at?! I am ok, focus on something else besides me dammit! “Let me help you, this is ridiculous.” I really don’t want help. I am independent and I can make it up these stairs on my own. You chose to ignore him and keep your concentration on moving. Just one step at a time. That’s all it takes to get further. One step closer. Suddenly a stabbing sensation went through your ankle, you took in a sharp gasp. The pain radiated from your ankle all the way up your spine. You clenched your teeth to keep from crying. “Stop, why are you pushing yourself like this?” ,he wrapped his arms around you and sat you on the steps.
You sat there looking down at your hands playing with the hem of your shirt. You didn’t want to make eye contact with him. Your eyes were still watery from the pain and you couldn’t have anyone see you in this weakened state. You were use to being tough, it’s what was expected of you back home. The sound of your father telling you to not rely on a man echoed through your head like a broken record. You took another deep breath in hopes of calming your mind and body. As long as the mess inside you stayed there then you could do anything. Fake it till you make it. “Y/N, why won't you let me help you?” ,he asked. His voice was soft, barely audible even with him right next to you. “I don’t need help that’s why.” ,you retorted. There was a long silence for a while, normally you’d get up and go on your way, but that wasn’t an option. How am I going to get there myself. He studied you what felt like forever, in reality it was probably only a minute.”If you don’t need my help then let's get going.” ,he got up and stood next to you waiting for you to follow. What, I am not ready. Oh god dammit. I have to move, move, move. The panic built up in you immediately, but every effort to move was futile. You hung your head in shame and whispered, “I can’t.” Tears began to fall down your face. No don’t cry, not here, not now. Keep it in. No matter how much you told yourself that, you couldn’t stop it, it was like a floodgate had been opened and everything was pouring out.
You felt his hands gingerly lift your head, to meet his eyes. His expression was soft and kind ,”It’s ok. You just need some help that’s all. Everyone needs help every now and then.” His words were so gentle, yet they hit you like a ton of bricks. Everyone needs help every now and then. His words danced around in your head repeatedly. “You don’t think I am weak?” ,your voice barely came through. “No, sometimes it takes the strongest person to ask for help. We get so stuck on our pride.” ,he replied wiping your tears. “I can’t walk will you carry me.” The soft smile that spread across his face made him almost look angelic. “Of course I'll help.”
The memory played in your mind reminding you one of the reasons you fell for him. He always taught you new things. That it was ok to need help from time to time. He never judged you for it either. He helped you grow as a person. You turned to meet his gaze, studying his face. It was just as kind and gentle now as it was back then. Is this really the right choice to end things with him? I need more time to think. You thought quickly to make up for your outburst a moment ago. “I don’t want to eat here Tae.” Oh please work. “That’s what has been bugging you? You should have said something sooner. “Come on, let’s go eat somewhere else.” Just like before he gathered your things and offered his hand to help you up. He really is kind. I don’t deserve him. What do I do? Stay with him...or end it?
You fiddled with your dress as you waited at the table. If there were two things you hated it was wearing a dress and being alone in a public setting. Before you had started dating Taehyung it wasn’t a problem for you, however the paparazzi love to harass you. It’s amazing how simply being in a relationship with someone can make you important. It was honestly the worst thing about the whole relationship. It’s why you asked him to dinner tonight. You wanted to break up. The girls who were screaming absurdities at you, the press analyzing you from head-to-toe, and always feeling judged and watched had become too much for you. I wish my stomach didn’t feel like it was in knots. I feel sick and I haven’t even seen him yet. You closed your eyes and let out a sigh, hoping to regain some control over your body that was quickly betraying you. “Why such a heavy sigh, pretty lady?”
That oh so familiar voice against your shoulder was enough give you shivers. The added sensation of his hands traveling up your side almost made you jump out of your skin. Taehyung’s touch was something you would miss greatly. You crooked your neck back to see his brilliant smile, it hurt to know that because of you that smile would soon fade. His expression quickly changed from bright to a pout. “Y/N, you are right in front of me, yet a million miles away. What’s wrong?” If only you knew how much you don’t want to know. “What can I do to help?” If you help me it would be a cruel irony. You sighed again and just looked in his eyes. You were too much of a coward to just say it. You were dragging it out of course. You saw the confusion and slight panic that stretched onto his face. “I can see it in your eyes. Something is making you sad, let me fix it Y/N.” We would just trade sadness, my love. “Are you ready to order?” ,the waiter asked. Taehyung was annoyed by his interruption, but honestly it was a small blessing in disguise. It gave more time for the inevitable heartbreak that only one of you saw coming from a mile away. “Tae, help me read the menu to me.”
Despite having been in Korea for almost a year, the ability to read Hangul was ever elusive from you. Taehyung loved it though, he almost jumped out of his seat in excitement every time you sheepishly asked. He always jumped at the chance to provide for you, even if it was something as small as tying your shoes. It’s one of the reasons you fell in love with him the first place. You thought about the first time you ever saw him.
Flashback
You were running to the train station late one night from work, it was common for you to make a mad dash in hopes of catching the last train for the night. Unfortunately for you, the shoes you were wearing did not agree with the pace you needed to keep in order to get there in time. Your heel gave out underneath you and you twisted your ankle. “These stupid shoes!!! I hate heels, if my boss wasn’t such an ass I wouldn’t have to dress this way.” ,you shouted in your frustration. “Do you always yell on the ground this late at night?” You heart almost leaped out of your chest, at the sudden realization that you weren’t alone. “I...uhm...I-I-I...Why would you sneak up on me!! You scared me half to death you assho--” ,you turned your face to meet the most gorgeous man you’d ever seen. Again your heart dared to leap from your chest, but this time for a different reason. “Were you going to cuss? You were weren’t you!!” ,he teased. The amused expression on his face made you furrow your brows in annoyance. “Not many girls around here cuss. They are always concerned with being ladies. I guess you must not be very good at being a girl.” ,he mocked. Between knowing that you had missed the train and this man testing your patience you snapped. “Just who do you think you are? I’ll have you know I am not a girl I am a woman, now get out of my way I need to get myself home!!” “Where is your home? You won't make it very far with a sore ankle. I’ll walk you home. What’s your name?” This man truly was testing your ability to bite your tongue. You kept limping home and ignored the fact that he was walking along side with his eyes glued to the side of your head. “Come on don’t ignore me I was only joking. I can’t let you walk home like this. At least let me call a cab for you to make up for being a jerk.” Normally your pride would get in your way, but walking home with a sore ankle in the dark seemed more risky than accepting this strangers help. “Alright, I’ll let you call me a cab if you admit that I am a lady.” You stood their crossing your arms and putting on your best bitch face. “...what?” You had to admit it was fun to watch his face twisted in confusion, but that was short lived as he laughed. “Ok then you are the most gorgeous lady I have ever met and also possibly the weirdest.” You couldn’t help, but smile at his backhanded flirtation. “Aww, she can smile. It’s a good look on you. My names Kim Taehyung what’s yours?”*
That was it that’s all it took to put your life into a whirlwind of events. Although you hadn’t really been listening to him read the menu you knew what you wanted. This was one of your favorite places to eat and you got the same thing every time. You just pretended to need his help so he would focus more on that, instead of the inner turmoil you were faced with. You looked at him and drew in a sharp breath. “Tae, I have something I need to tell you.” With that there was no backing out. You were committed, nowhere to run now, no one to save you. “What is it Y/N?”
Just one more thing to set up and I am finished. You looked around at the hard work you put in to transform your living room from ordinary to a romantic’s paradise. The living room in your shared home with your boyfriend, Jin, was perfectly rearranged. You decided to do a romantic dinner on the floor. Moving all unnecessary furniture was the hardest part, but looking at the low table surrounded by pretty yet simplistic pillows with rose petals scattered around the room. It was beautiful, all that was left to do was set the table and get candles out. I hope he doesn’t think this like a bad romance novel. It is a little cheesy, but I like cheesy. With the finishing touches put into place, you scanned the room one last time to admire your work and smirked to yourself. I outdid myself this time. Oh he’s almost home, I need to get dressed.
You heard the key turning in the lock and rushed to the table. No wait I want to look like a sultry goddess strutting my stuff through the room. You took a deep breath and waited behind the doorway leading into the living room. “Y/N!! I am home!” ,he called out. That’s my queue, ok girl work your magic. Collecting your thoughts and pushing them out from your head you waltzed around the doorway. “Jinnie--” ,you cooed. The normally obnoxiously playful boyfriend you were use to was standing in the room with his eyes scanning the plans you had for tonight with a shocked expression. When his eyes fell onto you, his jaw hit the floor. You were in a deep red dress that went to your thighs, classy yet seductively accentuating your body in all the right places, and simple black pumps. The candlelight reflecting off your skin cast shadows to add an extra touch to your seductive walk across the living room. Using your best alluring voice you beckoned him to the table, “Come sit with me.”
The spot across the table from you was quickly filled by your boyfriend. The smile that spread across his face quickly became the brightest thing in the room and you couldn’t help but reciprocate with a smile of your own. “Y/N you did all of this for me?” ,he questioned, “I am one lucky man.” If only you knew just how lucky you’d be tonight. “I wanted to do something special for your birthday and since we can’t go out in public without being bombarded with people, I set up the perfect escape in our own house.” The whole going public with your relationship had created a storm of unwanted attention for the both of you. Though you were accepted by his fans, that didn’t mean they wouldn’t still harass you both. Also the paparazzi needed to give the public details on what the hottest new couple in Korea was doing. It was silly really how people were going crazy over the whole thing. Like any storm though, there was a calm center and for you that was being in the house with Jin.
“You are an amazing cook! How long did this take? You really went above and beyond Y/N!” The compliments over dinner poured from his mouth like a waterfall, not that it wasn’t being enjoyed and appreciated. “Thanks love,” you took a moment to gather yourself and make sure your body and facial expressions matched the feeling you wanted to portray to him, “So is there anything else you want for your birthday?” It took everything in you to not giggle at the way his eyes sparkled in that moment, like a kid in a candy store. He got up walking around to you, offering his hand to help you up. Wrapping his hands around your waist, he bit his lip and replied, “There are a few things I can think of.” With that he swept you off your feet and carried you to the bedroom for a birthday celebration of his own design.
"Eva...I know you're watching me~", I smirked as I took off my shirt. "Of course I am. I can watch through anything with a reflection. Why wouldn't I want to see this?" I chuckled at her response, "Did you give me this appearance because you find it more attractive?" I waited for her answer. "I can see the real you. This is my illusion." I turned to face the mirror with a playful smile, "but would you rather I looked like your illusion? It's quite handsome. This face and body." I heard her let out a frustrated sigh and pictured her precious face, "Don't be ridiculous." She clearly liked her creation even if she can see the real me. "Well I'm going to shower now, so quit watching perv." She playfully whined, "but you've been gone a whole week and I miss you~ Plus I saw you staring at the girl and it made me so jealous!" "Goodbye Iva." She reluctantly sighed and I felt as her energy left the mirror.
It was probably wrong for me to feel this way, but after spending many millennia with Eva, it's nice to be alone. I still haven't figured out how to perfect this world and that weighed heavily on my heart. However, tonight is something I looked forward to. It's a night with the guys. Plus, she would be there.
Sweet time transition??
"Joon I'm freezing! How much longer?" What this jerk promised to be quick was taking forever. We've been out in the cold for 20 minutes now. "I told you my friend ran back to his place real fast. We have to wait for him. He really wants to see you." I sighed and rolled my eyes, huddling closer to him for warmth, "well he's already making a bad first impression and I'll be a frozen dumb ass by the time he gets here." Joon chuckled as he took his scarf off and wrapped it around my head, "There now stop whining, you big baby." If you weren't so cute I would hurt you. Also I'm never giving this scarf back.
"Hey! Sorry. That took me longer than I thought." A boy said from behind me. I turned to look at him. 5'10. Bunny teeth. Twinkly eyes. "Hey! You're the guy from earlier!!" Namjoon looked at me with a puzzled look. "You know each other?" I couldn't help but giggle at him, he looked so butthurt. "No. Not really. He just asked for some bus money earlier. I'm y/n." He quickly returned my gentle bow, "I'm Jungkook, but everyone calls me Kookie." Our eyes locked and I can't help but smile at his twinkly eyes and fluffy hair. Cute! "Nice to meet you Kookie." Namjoon wrapped his arm around my shoulder, pushing himself into me, "you said you were cold. Let's go already." If I weren't about to implode from the contact I might have had something snappy to say back.
"Kookie?", he turned his head back to me with a raised eyebrow, "you're hair is wet...aren't you cold" He reached his hand up to grab at the ends of his hair, "No. I ran here so I am warm." I just shrugged and looked down at my feet. Namjoon reached down for my hand and softly says, "you're not worried if I'm cold." I squeezed his hand, "no cause you made me wait in the cold for your friend." Kookie chuckled softly, "rip dude." "Shut up Kookie", I could feel Namjoon tense beside me, "Uhm y/n...how come you never call me Joonie?" I looked up from my shoes to see a slightly hurt expression on his face, "cause you're older than me, I guess." It didn't ease him at all, it just made him frown more. "Yea, but I want you to."
I nodded my head and returned my gaze back to my feet. I didn't want him to see the blush that had risen to my cheeks. How lame would he think I am if I already have a crush on him after a week? We walked for a few minutes in silence. Kookie was slightly ahead of us and Namjoon was fiddling with my fingers in his hand. "Well this is it!" I looked up to see Namjoon gesturing to an apartment complex. It was simple, something you'd expect a college student to live in. He put in the code for the security gate to open, still refusing to let go of my hand. I turned my head so I wouldn't know the code. I guess, it's polite?
I looked back the way we had come to see a figure standing in the shadows. I gripped onto Namjoon's hand a little tighter and placed my other hand around his arm. He pulled me inside the gate with a smile. It was hard not to smile back. "Come on! You're going to love my friends." I chuckled nervously. "How many friends exactly?" I glanced back to where I saw the figure, but I didn't see anyone. My eyes must be playing tricks on me.
"Yay!! You guys are back. Oh...hi. Who's this?", a very cute energetic guy ran up to us at the door. "Guys this is y/n. Be nice," I looked around to see 4 other guys, "Ok. Idiots introduce yourselves." The adorably, childish one who greeted us at the door said his name was Taehyung. The 2nd one, resting on the couch, simply said, "Yoongi", and didn’t even look our way. The third said his name was Hoseok, but said he liked Hobi better. The fourth, who was about my height, said his name was Jimin, he looked cute too. Actually, all the guys were very attractive in their own ways, making me feel like a potato.
"Where's Jin?", Kookie asked as he looked around the room. "He said he needed a shower after work.", Yoongi mumbled, he still refused to look at us. "I'm starving. Is food apart of tonight's plan?" Namjoon chuckled at me, "Right. You went to work right after class. What do you want? I'll order something." Taehyung came out of nowhere, pushing himself between me and Namjoon, "What about me? I didn't eat either~" I giggled at his childish behavior. It would probably be annoying if someone else did that, but with him it felt normal already. "Uhm...is anyone else hungry...?" The room pretty much was a chorus of yes and Namjoon sighed, "alright, but you guys better pay me back this time. Except you y/n."
Jimin tapped my arm and gave a quick eyebrow wiggle. "What?" He just smirked and walked off. Weird... "What should we get?" After a few minutes of arguing, we settled on pizza. Well, I wanted pizza at least and Namjoon is buying...so. "What's all the ruckus?" I looked to my right to see a really gorgeous, half naked god. "JIN! Put some clothes on!" Namjoon covered my eyes and I internally groaned because I was enjoying being a pervert, to be honest. Namjoon sighed removing his hand after Jin had left the room, "Well...now you've met Jin." Yea and you ruined the view. I nodded and claimed a spot on the couch, finally getting a look at Yoongi. Man...did I die and go to heaven? Everyone is seriously hot! "Stop staring." I immediately blushed and looked to my left to see Jimin smirking again. Crap.
It didn't take long for the food to get here and I was thankful because Jimin was quietly enjoying torturing me. It seemed like it was just his personality, but he was very flirtatious and I couldn't handle it. Not to mention Namjoon was being extra needy for my attention. It was all a bit overwhelming. Also Jin came back, but now he's fully clothed and I get to die of embarrassment because he was Mr. Kim, my manager. He definitely saw me drooling over him. Kill me!! At least Kookie and Taehyung were keeping each other busy with stupid games and bets. As for Yoongi, he was a bit like a rock. There, but blended in to his surroundings to be forgotten.
I glanced at my screen as I started to feel my eyes growing heavy. 11:39 PM. At least there's no classes tomorrow. "Do you want to stay the night? It's late and Jin already went to bed so he can't drive you back." I thought about it and honestly going back out into the cold sounds like a dumb idea. "Uhm. Where will I sleep?" I looked around to see everyone nestled onto all the comfy surfaces for sleeping. "Well you could always sleep with me?" I mentally died a bit inside and tried to keep my composure on the outside, "Joonie..." I could see the panic spread across his face, "if it makes you uncomfortable I could always sleep in Jin's room. There is a couch in there. Kind of small, but it'll do the trick." I grabbed his arm and softly smiled, "it's ok. I don't mind."
The worry lines in his forehead faded and he pulled me towards his room. I could feel my heartbeat in my toes. I know it's just sleeping next to a guy, but this guy is really hot. Sue me! He shut the door behind me and went over to his dresser, pulling out some clothes. "Here. There's a bathroom there." I went to the door he gestured to and locked the door. I looked around and it was nice. My mom always said if you want to get to know how dirty a boy is, look at his bathroom. I chuckled as I started to undress, but I felt uneasy, like someone was watching. Don't be ridiculous. You're the only one in here. I finished changing and opened the door to see Namjoon quietly waiting. "What?" He grinned and leaned down to my height, "you called me Joonie earlier." Internally, all the uh-oh alarms were going off as I realized that I called him that. "So? You asked me to."
He sighed and walked over to his bed and I followed him. "Dibs on the inside!" I said as I ran past him. "It's my bed..." Namjoon crawled in next to me, taking the inferior outer edge. "Yea and? You want me in your bed so deal with it." He smirked and leaned close to me, pressing his body against mine. Oh crud! Oh crud! Personal space! He looked at me with hooded eyes and his mouth gently hung open. I'm pretty sure the whole damn universe could hear my heartbeat at this point. "Don't flatter yourself ugly.", he rolled over, leaving me to stare at his back dumbfounded, "goodnight y/n~"
The unseen consequences of murdering another to absorb their magic wasn't revealed until the next generation was born. Children only possessed bloodline magic, causing some abilities to vanish from the world entirely.
This led to another unfortunate discovery, killing one's own parents would allow us to consume what they themselves had stolen.
When I was 7 years old, my father demanded I kill my mother. Of course I refused, but this only prompted her to attack me. I had never been in a fight before and I definitely was no match for my mother. While she unleashed powerful attacks, her goal was never to hit me.
Magic takes life force which can replenish over time. However, if too much magic is used at once, it can have a devastating effect on the caster.
I didn't attack my mother, the toll the spells took on her body were what killed her. That is how my powers were inherited.
That day, I decided to only use my bloodline magic, creation, and aligned with those who did the same. The only way to avoid fighting is to hide. That's how Eva and I came to be.
I created a manor from a mountain. It took less effort to twist my surroundings into something new than to materialize it from thin air. To outsiders, Eva has disguised it to appear as if it's still just a mountain. This allowed us to survive, but not to live. That's why I created a new world, one without magic. I needed something to focus my energy on in order to stay sane. However, I can't perfect this world and it's slowly driving me mad.
"Desi~" Eva said. Her voice pulled me out of my thoughts.
"Hmm?"
She wrapped her arms around me with her head rested on my shoulders. "You've been locked in this study for days, staring at that world of yours. Can't you focus on me for a bit, love?"
I wrapped my hand around one of her arms, as I pulled her into my lap. I gestured to the billions of tiny cogs inside a glass orb, "What do you see?"
Her brows furrowed in confusion as she looked into my eyes, her beauty never ceases to amaze me. I've looked at her face every day for thousands of years, but I still don't think I've taken in all her features yet. She leaned forward watching for a bit. "Your favorite creation working as intended. Self sustaining.", Eva said as she glanced back at me.
I let out a sigh and tangled my arms around her slim waist. "It's missing something, don't you think?"
She chuckled and turned her body so she could wrap her arms around my neck. "What do you see when you look at it Desi?"
I sucked in my cheeks as I thought of an answer. "Failure," I pressed my forehead into the crook of her neck, her Auburn hair tickled my cheek. "Something that falls short of perfection.", I said.
She pressed her lips to my temple and whispered, "Nothing is perfect dear."
My grip tightened around her waist and I tilted my head as her smile pressed her gentle, green eyes into crescents. "You are Eva.", I mumbled into her skin.
Her smile widened and those green orbs disappeared behind her eyelids. "You flatter me, but my beauty is just an illusion, love. Everyone sees what they want to see when they look at me.”, Eva said.
I laughed and her face twisted in annoyance, demanding an explanation from me. "I sometimes forget that you are a mirror of one's desires."
Her face softened with my words as she pushed my bangs away from my face. "Well what do you desire in this world of yours?"
"I want those in it to break my expectations. However, they never seem to be capable of that no matter how I change the design."
My eyes followed her as she got up from my lap to pace around the dimly lit room. I could almost see her brain working it's hardest to find my answer. Even if it's not an easy task, she had always tried to ease my burdens.
She turned around and ran to me and grabbed my hands, "I know!" She grinned from ear to ear as her excitement grew.
"Know what?" She scowled at me like I should already know what she was thinking. "I can't read your mind.", I said.
She rolled her eyes and huffed out a breath, "Have you ever been to this world? I honestly don't know how you expect something to be perfect when you've distanced yourself from it." Bringing her gaze to be level with mine, "Do you trust me?"
I looked at her bewildered, "Of course."
She smirked as her eyes began to glow, "Good," I gazed into them and felt my surroundings fade as the world I created materialized around me, "If you need me, talk into anything with a reflection. I'll be waiting."
I chuckled as I looked into the window of a nearby store, "At least she made sure to hide my true appearance and with quite a handsome face too."
I turned to face the crowd of people on their morning commute and let out a sigh at my creations. It's as if they are a herd of mindless sheep, so disappointing. There has to be at least one person here that is extraordinary and I will wander as a silent observer until I find you.
Meanwhile...
"Alright I'm heading out!!", I yelled to no one. Sounds a bit stupid, but it makes my home feel less empty. I've only lived in Seoul for about two months now and honestly it's not living up to the hype I had built in my own head before coming. Sure. South Korea was great and living in another country has been my dream since I was little. It's just very humbling to realize I don't matter at all.
It hadn't been long enough since the big move for me to make any close friends, just a few coworkers and classmates I talked to in passing. I have people who loved and cared about me, but they were on the other side of the world. Add that to time zones differences and life got pretty lonely. Well there is one person I enjoy, but we only met shortly after I moved here. "Maybe I should get a cat..."
As I started my walk to school, it was as normal as always. The kind, old man greeted me as I passed by his store. He bowed to everyone though, so it's not like he is truly saw me. He just hoped I would divert my course and buy something, I guess. A few people tried to hand me flyers or told me about some cool new item that I couldn't live without. I didn't even own a proper bed frame yet.
I've been way too busy just trying to keep my grades up to buy one. It's not that I am stupid, just that all my classes proved to be a major pain when everything is in Korean. Guess I didn't realize real life didn't come with subtitles.
"Excuse me miss?"
I looked behind me to see a guy. Fairly average looking. 5'10. Dark hair. Brown eyes. Looked like everyone else you'd imagine seeing here. "Yes?"
The man rubbed the back of his neck while smiling sheepishly at me, "You wouldn't happen to have any money, so I can catch the bus would you?"
Seriously...?
"It seems I forgot my wallet at home by mistake."
I tried to hold back my sigh since his bunny teeth and sparkly eyes were so endearing. "Uhm...let me look in my wallet."
I shuffled through the random crap I had in my bag, searching for coins. There might be some lost in the bottom...maybe? Kind of embarrassing to admit, but I definitely didn't have any money in my wallet. Just my I.D. and a gift card for a pizza joint back home that probably had $1 on it...at most.
After I dug around in the warzone that is the bottom of my bag and managed to stick my fingers in every gross thing there is, I found some change. "Is this enough? I'm not sure how much it costs."
The guy inspected my change as if it is some lost treasure, "Yes. Thanks so much."
I watched as the guy sprinted off towards the bus, barely having gotten on it in time. I guess he didn't realize there will be another bus in 5 minutes and that he didn't need to run around like a chicken with his head cut off.
I continued on my path to school, I shoved my earbuds in hopes to drown out the overwhelming sounds of the city. It's a short walk to school. I was very fortunate to have found an apartment so close, but I would take the long way if it meant I got to avoid the crowded morning commute. Unfortunately for me, there is no way that was less crowded. I didn't hate people, just the lack of space they gave me. I'm not really sure why, but I panic when I feel surrounded by so many people. Nothing ever happened to me and I'm not shy, just claustrophobic I guess.
I turned the corner to see my school in the distance. I sighed in annoyance as I got ready to brace myself for the unrelenting amount of stress as I tried to keep up with my professor’s lectures. An arm wrapped around my shoulders and slowed my fast set pace. I pulled my earbuds out and turned to the only person who would have felt they were close enough to intentionally invade my personal space like that. "Morning Namjoon."
His cute dimples already appeared on his stupidly handsome face. "Morning. You didn't text me last night."
I did my best to roll my eyes and hide my joy inside, "Yea because you weren't worth my time."
He chuckled, bumping into me gently, "Try all you want y/n. I know you liiiike me."
Cocky little shit...but true. "Go flirt with someone else. I'm going to be late for class." I quickened my pace to avoid being around him anymore. I seriously had no control over my heart when he was around.
After hours of painful mind Olympics trying to translate as fast as my professors could speak, I was happy to be walking towards the glorious gates of the campus.
"Wait up," I turned to see Namjoon as he ran with an adorable bounce towards me, "Let me walk you home."
I tried my best to not squeal out loud, only in my head. "Would love to, but I have work."
"Then I'll just walk you there."
Eeek!!! Prince charming lives in Korea and he's talking to me!
"Duh~"
Stop ruining it, you turd monkey!!
He mostly talked and I listened as we walked together. "Why are you always so quiet?"
Crap. "Uhm...it's stupid." He walked ahead of me and smiled. Ugh! That perfect smile will be the death of me!!
"So? Do I make you uncomfortable or something?"
My eyes shot wide with panic, "Nonono!! Nothing like that. It's just...I don't know...I guess I like listening to you more than I like talking." Sort of... "It's lame, but you're the only person I know who likes talking in English. It's like...a slice of home hearing my native tongue in a place so alien to me." I chewed on my cheek as he stopped in front of me. "What Namjoon?"
He leaned down to be level with my height, "You're so lame, it's adorable."
I slapped his shoulder as he stuck out his tongue and turned to keep walking. So annoying!! But so cute too...
I stared at his back, he looked so confident when he walked. It was enchanting to watch.
"Stop staring at my ass."
"What ass?" He glared at me and sucked on his teeth in annoyance. I tried my best not to burst out in a fit of laughter, but I failed miserably.
"Don't act like you don't want this!" He wiggled his hips in front of me as he patted his butt.
"You look like a circus monkey and that old lady is staring at you like you have mental problems." His cheeks reddened and I fought the urge to awww~ in his face.
"Shut up..."
Aww~ flustered Joon is cutest Joon!!!
We stood in front of the library I worked at. "Well, I guess I'll see you later?" I played with my fingers, as I looked up at him.
"Actually, I'm having a get together with some friends at my place later. Do you want to come?"
My heart stuttered a little when I met his eyes, "I'd like that."
His showed that perfect smile that made my heart panic more, "What time are you off work? I'll meet you here so I can walk you back to my place."
I rolled my eyes, "I can walk there myself, you know?"
"No way. It's already getting dark outside. What kind of friend would I be?"
Friend... "Ha. Yea you're right...I'm off at 8" He opened his arms for a hug and I willingly got into them.
"I'll be waiting." He winked and I felt his eyes on me as I walked into work.
I turned around and waved at him. He just smiled and nodded his head as he turned to walk away. Friend...ugh!!!
Sweet time transitions
"Ok. I'm going to finish up here and clock out." My coworker smiled at me and wished me goodnight. I headed to the employee break room to grab my belongings as I rubbed my eyelids. It's been an exhausting day.
"Y/n!", my manager appeared like the Satan he is.
"Yea?" Please don't ask me to stay late!
"There is a new hire coming in tomorrow. I want you to train them. Alright?"
A new hire...isn't there already enough people working here? It's one mediocre library. "Yes, sir. How will I know which person is the new hire?"
My manager looked at me dumbfounded, "it'll be the employee you don't know."
...idiot... "Right....well I'll see you tomorrow then Mr. Kim." He just nodded and walked off while I mentally face palmed. My brain must be seriously fried after today...
I walked out of the library and looked around for Joon. Huh...he's not here. I took my phone out of my purse and checked to see if I had any messages.
Joon💜
Running a bit late! Sry.
My friend wanted to come too 🙄
Hope you don't mind...
I sighed as I wrapped my coat around my myself as tight as I could. It's only August, but it's already started to get pretty cold at night. Please hurry~
I decided it was best to not stand in front of work, I wandered towards a nearby streetlight. It should be close enough that Joon could find me. There was no one around anyways. He'd be an idiot if he couldn't find me.
My eyes scanned the nearby woods...well sort of woods. It's just a few trees that the city had put in to make the area more pleasant to look at. Before it was just a dirt field. As I watched the trees I noticed movement. The frick... "Hello? Is someone out there." Please be a no. Please be a no. I scanned the trees for any signs of life. Ok frick this!!
I started to make my way back to the front of the library where creepy things definitely did not lurk in the shadows. However, I still felt like I was being watched. My heart started to speed up, as did my legs. I swore I heard footsteps behind me, but I was too afraid to look back. Someone's hand grabbed onto my arm and turned me to face them as I yelped in fear.
"Woah! Sorry y/n...I didn't mean to scare you.", Namjoon said.
Heat rose to my cheeks quickly, but they were probably already red from standing in the cold. "Namjoon...Were you in the trees over there, just now?"
He looked over at the trees and back at me with furrowed brows. "No. Why?"
I stood closer to him to feel a bit safer, "I thought I saw someone...or something there."
He just chuckled and laid his arm over my shoulder. "Relax. It was probably just your imagination. Let's go, it's really cold already." He grabbed my hand and started walking me towards his home.
"Where's your friend?"
"Oh! He said he needed to run back to his place real quick."
"Ahh~ ok then." We continued our walk in silence, but I still felt a sense of unease. I swore if felt like there was someone watching me. I took one last glance at the treeline to see if I could make out a figure, but there was nothing. Huh...I'd much rather focus on Joon than my overactive imagination anyways.
Unbeknownst to her, a figure emerged from behind a tree, watching the two from the shadows.
"That was close." coming to stand on the sidewalk as they brushed off the dirt from the trees, "I think I'll stick around here for a while. Maybe something interesting will happen."
A/N: Guys OMG I’ve been locked out of this account forever!!!! I missed writing for you guys so much, but I didn’t want to start all over on a new account. I’m so SORRY, I’ve been MIA for about 2 years now!!!! This story has 3 parts written so far and I have zero ideas on how long it will be, but I love it so far! I’ve also been writing stuff for my own amusement that I can upload over time for you guys! AAAGHGHGHSH, I’m just so happy I was finally able to get back into this account!!!!
The desperate cries from your son, woke you from your sleep. Turning to look at the clock you saw it was only 4:32 A.M. Letting out a sigh you began to shuffle to your feet when you felt your husband, Jungkook leap out of bed and dash down the hallway. “I’m coming Jeongsan!” You giggled at him as he was in full Daddy mode. The cries soon stopped and you knew that Jungkook had made it to the nursery. You listened as you heard Jungkook softly cooing to him through the baby monitor, “Hush now little one. Appa’s here.” You smiled at how cute a dad he was. You closed your eyes and listened to the soft lullaby coming from the monitor. “Y/N…” your eyes softly opened to see your husband at the edge of the bed, “can Jeongsan lay with us this morning? I missed you both and I don’t want to be away from either of you.” Smiling at his sweet words you tugged on his shirt in response, “You are both too precious to say no to.”
Nestling into bed together with your baby between you two you felt Jungkook’s arms lay over you and gently stroking circles on your back. “I love you Jagi, you’ve made me so happy.” You watched his eyes slowly flutter shut, “I love you too, my precious boys.”
A/N: So sorry this took me forever to get. I am still not quite happy with it, but oh freaking well. I hope you enjoyed and that it was what you hoped for!
Sorry for any typos. I am on my phone since I couldn't bring my desktop to my Mom's.
Masterlist
Namjoon
He'd hide he's feels behind that sexy smile, turning to face you and wrapping you in his embrace.
"You drive me crazy jagiya" *winkwink*
JHope
Literal ball of sunshine would love this and would encourage you to do it more, even if it makes him blush.
“Oh girl my heart can’t take this...wait don’t stop!”
Jin
As much as he’d love this in a private situation, he is a shy guy and probably would be more upset at a bold display of skinship in public.
“Save it for later Jagi--pleeease!!”
Suga
He gives no fucks when or where you do this. He has a tough exterior, but we all know that’s a lie. I mean have you seen his gummy smile. He wont say anything though he will just smile at you and maybe get revenge for making him blush by asking for a kiss.
“That’s nice and all Jagi, but I need your kisses too.”
Jimin
He will act either one of two ways. Either as the sexy beast named Jimin we all know and love,
or you’ll end up with the squishy ball of fluff ChimChim we all know and love, either way he’s in heaven.
Taehyung
Another ray of sunshine, TaeTae won’t care that you did it, but he will be flustered and probably return the affection in some crazy way only he could come up with. Either way he is the happiest guy on the planet.
Jungkook
He will die. Literally. Figuratively. Any other way. He’s dead. He loves it and he loves it even more sense it’s from you, but this poor shy bunny wouldn’t be able to handle the feels.
GIFS are not mine! Credit to original owners! -Nana
Namjoon would honestly want to help, but wouldn’t know how to. He’d just watch for a while before wrapping his arms around you asking what he could do to make things better.
Eomma Jin to the rescue. This boy would probably take your pain away with an overwhelming amount of love. If that doesn’t work he will resort to stuffing your face till you smile.
“See Jagi, I told you! There isn’t anything enough love and food can’t cure!”
On the outside, Hoseok would try anything even acting like a fool to get you to smile.
On the inside though this baby would be breaking from your pain.
If anyone understood your pain the most it’d be Yoongi. Unlike the others he would most likely hide his emotions. He’d want to be the rock you lean on, listening to what’s wrong and trying to find a solution.
Jimin would probably try to listen to your problems like Yoongi, but instead of trying to find a solution he’d give you moral support.
At first this over grown puppy would be confused on what to do, but he’d follow his natural instincts and be himself. He’s probably shower you in affection till you smiled and listen if you needed him too.
Jungkook would join you in whatever hiding spot you were in and probably tell jokes and be annoying until you laughed, once you were done crying he’d be stay with you trying to comfort you with smiles and cuteness. "Jagiya the blankets are not a good hiding spot!”
I hope you guys enjoy my writing! If you have any requests, feel free to send them. Even if requests are closed, it doesn’t mean I won’t eventually write them. I PURPLE you Army!!! -Nana
Things thrown around, feathers from the decorative pillows, glass from the coffee table and pictures were strewn on the floor. You carefully walked through the chaos that was all around. “Jungkook,” you called softly, “It’s (Y/N). No response came from in the house, so you ventured in further making your way to the bedroom door. You opened the door peeking inside, “Jungkook?” you called once more. Your eyes fell on the bed, where you saw you ex boyfriend, Jungkook with his back to you. You slowly approached him until you could see he was listening to music. You sat there watching him for a moment.
The two of you had been together for almost a year, most of the memories you shared with him were happy ones. Even so, with his busy schedule the two of you eventually became unable to see each other and he called you one night ending things suddenly. At the time you had been back home with your family, but now that you had returned to Korea you wanted answers. You stretched your arm out to tap his shoulder. He jumped around so quickly, he almost fell off the bed. “(Y/N)? What are you doing here?” His eyes were puffy and he clearly hadn’t slept well. “I came to talk to you. I called out for you several times, but you didn’t answer. “Yea I guess my music was too loud…” Silence filled the room as you watched him, he had lost weight and his clothes were definitely not clean. Even his usually perfect hair was a tousled mess. You sat on the bed leaning towards him to move his hair from his eyes, “Jungkook, talk to me. Why did you leave me?”
Tears wetted his cheeks as he looked to you, “I wanted you to be happy. I never saw you, I couldn’t see you. You deserve someone who has the time.” You took in a deep, shaky breath, “Oppa you pabo. I’d wait a million years for you if I had too. You’re someone special to me.” You wrapped your arms around him as he began to shake, he slowly returned the embrace, “Jagi, i’ve missed you so much. I’m sorry please forgive me.” You shushed and stroked his back till he regained control of his body whispering in his ear, “I forgive you.”
I guess I am an emotional butt today. My goodness. Anyway enjoy me being a depressing little shit! -Nana
Disclaimer: There is a possible trigger warning. Depression and suicidal thoughts are a part of this story! I made it to vent out feelings I sometimes get.
Standing on the edge you looked down to see the waves crashing into the rocks. Swallowing the salty air in hopes to remove the lump in your throat, you turned to look around at the world you were ready to abandon. Tears threatening to spill from your eyes as you looked to see a guy panting just a few feet away from you. “What are you doing?” You weren’t sure how to respond, you just stared at him. Standing there in silence, he took a step forward causing you to step back. “What’s your name?” ,he beckoned you to step away from the ledge, “Mine is Min Yoongi.” “I’m (Y/N), what do you want?” ,you said voice shaking. Why does he care? Can’t he just go away? He caught his breath looking at you, then the cliff and back to you.
“I use to stand on that ledge too, you know.” ,his statement sent a shock throughout your whole body, “I use to think about just falling and letting everything be over.” He stood here too? “I thought that it’d be the best way to go. Just to close my eyes and let go.” Why did he want to die? “I was struggling a lot with depression, sometimes for a reason, but usually it just hit me without any explanation.” I get that way too. Does he understand my pain? He took a step forward again, but this time you didn’t retreat. “I thought that this was the way to get rid of the pain, but right as I was about to step off that ledge I thought about my family, my parents and brother. How they’d be hurt by my decision.” ,he sighed and looked out at the water, “I couldn’t bare the thought of transferring my pain to them. I didn’t want them to feel my pain.” Thoughts of your family flooded through your mind. Sure they aren’t perfect, sometimes they suck to be honest, but i’d never wish this kind of pain on them...not on anyone.
“Are you happy now?” ,you asked. He beamed a gummy smile at you, “To be honest, not always. Sometimes I am just as sad as I was standing on this ledge, but I’m still alive which means I have the chance to be happy.” A chance to be happy? “People don’t realize that when they end their lives, they don’t just end the bad. It ends the possibility of good too.” You looked at the water once more below you, “I think I want the chance for a happy ending.” He reached his arm out to you offering his hand, “Then let's go find it (Y/N).” You didn’t know it, but this strange man, Min Yoongi, would soon become the happy ending you were looking for.
I hope you guys are ok, I truly do. If anyone reading this has gone through depression just know you aren’t alone. I’ve been right there too. Talk to people, find a creative outlet, do something. Don’t sit their alone in pain doing nothing to make it through the day. Also if you are suffering so bad sometimes just getting out of bed is accomplishment enough. Don’t forget to take life on step at a time. Baby steps if need be. Anyways much love, I hope you enjoy! -Nana
Thoughts circled around your mind, the panic was all consuming. Trying to move your feet was like trying to move a mountain. I can do this, deep breath. Just walk in like I own it and tell him how I feel. That’s not so hard right? After a mental pep talk, your feet began to move. Your knees felt like they’d give out with each step. Why is this stupid room so long. It’s like a never hallway from a bad horror movie. After what felt like an eternity, you made it to the person you had been so nervous to speak to. You swallowed your spit hoping to quench your dry throat, “Taehyung?”
His head shot up to meet your gaze and you could feel your body tense. You didn’t know what it was about him, but every time he looked at you everything went blank and you forgot what you wanted to say. Focus, you can do this. “Oh I didn’t see you come over here (Y/N)! What is it?” Great he didn’t even notice me, that’s reassuring. “I was wondering if maybe you were free this Friday?” Your chest began to tighten, in fear of his answer. “I have a dance practice in the morning, but I am free after that. Why? Do you need something?” Looking down at his feet you mumbled, “Would you like to…maybe…go on a date or something…with me you know?” Your cheeks quickly betrayed you and lit up like a Christmas tree. You looked up to catch him smile from ear to ear; he took a moment to respond, but after some nervous giggles ,”(Y/N) what time should I meet you?”
So this is a short cute fluff of this cutie. I want to continue the story later on with the date itself. Like a mini series. If this gets a positive response I’ll work on that. For now I am more focused on my GD series. As always I hope you enjoyed! -Nana.
GIFS are not mine! Credit goes to original owners!
Awoken by the smell of an intoxicating aroma, cheeks pulling into a toothy grin. Sleepily shifting in your bed, the feel of the cold satin making the hairs on your arm stand up. The light peeking in from the blinds gently welcoming you to a new day. Last night was amazing. I’m glad he slept over for the first time. You rolled to the edge of the bed and swiftly put on your slippers and robe. Stumbling through the hallway to the kitchen, you saw your boyfriend. His hair in a disheveled mess, in sweats and no shirt, you stopped to watch the muscles along his back lightly respond to his movements. It was peaceful like observing waves dance along the rocks. Why does he looked so good first thing in the morning? I’m not even awake yet and I want to pounce on him.
“Morning Oppa,” you yawned into your hand, “what are you making?” Turning to see you in your sleepy glory, hair a mess, robe falling off your shoulder and dried drool still on your chin; his face lit up at the sight of you, “Omo, you’re so cute when you are sleepy Jagi! I am making your favorite.” Eyes rolling the the back of your skull and blowing air out your nose in protest to his statement, “You must be blind Oppa. The only beautiful person in this relationship is you.” Shuffling around him you made yourself a cup of coffee.
You were stopped in your tracks by strong arms wrapping around your arm, chin resting in the crook of your neck, hair tickling your cheek and the warmth of him against your back, “Jagiya, you are the most beautiful thing in my world. Don’t talk about yourself like that ever again please.” The hot air of his words on your neck made the breath hitch in your chest. Turning your head to meet his, you pressed your lips gently to his nose and rested your forehead on his, “Sorry Oppa, I promise I won’t ever again.” Time seemed to stop as the swaying embrace continued, leaving the room in a peaceful bliss.
So this was a cute idea I got from watching my grandparents, shuffle around this morning. I hope you guys remember that no matter what you are beautiful even at your worst. As always, I hope you enjoy! -Nana
You woke up to the sound of light tapping sound of pencil to paper. You rolled over to look at the clock, it’s 3:45 am why is he still up? You rolled out of bed onto your feet and began a sleepy journey to the desk where your boyfriend, Namjoon, sat. It wasn’t uncommon for you to wake up to him sitting there, he got his greatest ideas in the dead of the night. Maybe it was because of the way the world seem to stand still at night. You could tell he was clearly involved in whatever he was writing, you were practically inches from him and he didn’t even register you were there. You silently watched as he poured his soul onto the paper. It was one of your favorite things to see; the way his brow furrowed, the way he bobbed his head up and down in a rhythmic motion and the smile that spread on his face when he got the verse just right. He is so precious focusing so hard. I hope raps it for me later.
“Oppa, it’s late you should come to bed. You have a busy day tomorrow.” ,you whispered as you gingerly ran your hand from his shoulder down to his wrist. “Oh Jagi, what time is it? Did I wake you?” His concern for your well being instead of his own was something that always made your heart flutter. You chose not to respond and just pulling him along with you to the bed. He reluctantly followed, but he wasn’t one to argue with you when you were sleepy. The struggle of you both getting comfortable took a moment, but eventually you laid there listening to his heartbeat and wrapped in his embrace. “I love you.” ,you mumbled. You felt a soft kiss on your head and the sound of him giggling ,”I love you too (Y/N).”
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Just a short cute idea I had. I thought it would fit our great leader Namjoon the best! I hope you enjoy -Nana
