I'm so out of lore because i read to much y/n fics, not mant people use OCs😂💀
We actually started as this (well, not exactly y/n but writing in 2nd person,) but then once it became really obvious the storyline wouldn't make sense in later fics without having read the previous ones, it became more natural to use their names. Sometimes we revisit older storylines to fill in the blanks and deliberately choose to write in 2nd person more as a stylistic choice.
Just wanted to say that this is my exact reaction every time I (re)read any YoongiXJeongsun story lmao. even the ones that doesn’t have a particularly emotional or dramatic event there’s always some subtle loving gestures or sentences between them in the most trivial dialogues/situations that leave me with a lump in my throat
We've definitely cried (multiple times) when writing them. I'm curious as to reader's favourite stories or even moments between them. We love to reminisce over the past 5 years we've spent with them! :)
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You don't need to post this ask, I just wanna say THANKS GOD YOU'RE OKAY! I was truly worried, I'm so happy you're both well and don't feel sorry, it's okay, you always work really hard so thank you sweethearts!
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RM x Ji-eun
Ji-Eun (RM’s girlfriend) * - A solo artwork of Ji-eun in her office
Other Half * - Namjoon reads to Ji-eun during a late night discussion.
Jin x Min-seo
Min-Seo (Jin’s wife) * - A solo artwork of Min-seo and her puppy Bomi on the day she finds out she is pregnant
Jin and Min-Seo on a night out * - A scene from ‘Jin’s stag (bachelor) Party’ of him and his fiance
Settling Down * - A scene of Jin and his wife (and their dog) while she is heavily pregnant
Suga x Jeong-sun
Suga smoking * - A scene from our fic ‘Suga and Jeong-sun break up’
Jeong-sun (Suga’s girlfriend) * - A solo artwork of Jeong-sun at work in the pharmacy
Suga and Jeong-sun making love in his car * (NSFW) - A scene from our fic ‘Stranded’
Suga introduces Jeong-sun as his girlfriend * - A scene from the fic ‘A Reunion’ where Yoongi finally reveals his relationship to the members
Comfort * - Set post marriage, they take a moment together while she studies for her nursing exams
J-Hope x Nana
Nana (J-hope’s girlfriend) * - A solo artwork of Nana in her kitchen, marking her students’ work
Can I Help? * - A scene of them cooking together
Bath Time * (NSFW) - A scene of them taking a bath together
Jimin x Ara
Ara (Jimin’s girlfriend) * - A solo artwork of Ara in her bedroom
Ara dressed up * - A solo artwork of Ara after she becomes an Idol
Your Turn * - Jimin and Ara enjoying some alone time with home beauty treatments
V x Cassandra
Cassandra (V’s girlfriend) * (NSFW) - A solo artwork of Cassandra on the day she met Taehyung, in her dressing room
Queen of the Fairies * (NSFW) - Taehyung and Cassandra on the day they met, with her still in costume
Candid Afternoon - * (NSFW) - Taehyung casually photographs his girlfriend in the nude on a lazy day.
V x Da-eun
Da-eun (V’s girlfriend) * - A solo artwork depicting Da-eun, Taehyung’s second headcanon girlfriend, in casual autumnal clothing
Jungkook x Young-soon
Young-Soon (Jungkook’s girlfriend) * - A solo artwork of Young-soon in her new apartment, moving in
Better Together * - A scene of Jungkook and Young-soon after a workout
Snow Day * - Jungkook and Young-soon (with her bleach hair) build a snow man
Multiple characters
Jin’s Wedding (OC girlfriend reveal) * - A scene from Jin’s Wedding depicting J-Hope, Nana, Young-soon, Cassandra, Ji-eun and Ara
Unfinished works * - a collection of images including solo portraits of Jeong-sun, Nana and Da-eun, some group images of the girlfriends, Suga and J-Hope, and some couple images including Suga x Jeong-sun.
Quick sketches:
A sketch of Jungkook
A sketch of RM
A sketch of J-Hope (tear version)
I’m a King (Agust-D Daechwita sketch)
I’m a Boss (Agust-D Daechwita sketch)
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How they would react watching a supernatural documentary with you / their girlfriend (all members)
They accidentally hurt you during sex (all members)
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They react to their girlfriend having a sex tape released to the press by her ex-boyfriend (all members)
They catch you masturbating (all members)
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The Party (Jimin / V / Female OC) - Both attracted to the same woman they meet at a party, Jimin and V decide to both have her
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Why Yoongi and JS kept their relationship so private? I mean I understand that part of it was because of YG popularity and they didn’t wanted problems on this field. But why it seemed so natural to them keeping each other even from their closed ones? It wasn’t something they exactly talked about or decide they just did it…? ofc sometimes they would see how pretending not to know each other was bad and hurtful for them both, but none of them didn’t seemed to even think too hard on to take an action towards this and the also the other never even thought about discussing too deep into it. It was so spontaneous to them to keep themselves in their own world.
They never pretended not to know each other - in fact the other members and her friends noticed them talking together on a number of occasions, but you are right in they did not tell anyone they were dating the first time around. I don't think they deliberately kept it a secret, and this is something they discuss when they break up, where Yoongi tells her she's not a secret. It was more that since they didn't tell anyone at the beginning (not really feeling the need to as they were both private and their dates were more getting to know each other/spending time together rather than all-expenses-paid big deals), it became awkward to then later drop it into casual conversation once they'd already been together for a while, fallen in love etc. It became easier to just not talk about it to other people. Though, having said that I do think Jeong-sun would have told Yu-jin she was seeing someone, more because Yu-jin wouldn't really have much to say about it. Also Hoseok knew. Yoongi wouldn't have said so explicitly but he saw them together, he heard them interact, he'd have also maybe heard Yoongi talking about her casually, and he knew they were in love. I do think the other members might have spotted the change in Yoongi too, but they were all quite wrapped up in their own lives and in most cases, relationships, by this point. Of course, Jungkook saw them kissing, so he too knew but also chose not to tell anyone until they'd already broken up.
So they weren't deliberately being sneaky or secretive or even had set about to keep it private, it just happened and then made it harder and harder for them to tell anyone.
How does Yoongi choose a ring for jeongsun? or do they go together and she chooses? i know many couples these days will choose together. and does he give a ring at the ceremony or was it before, because when they talked about getting married it wasnt an actual "proposal" per se but we know they do have wedding bands
Hm, we will keep some of it a surprise, but as you can see in this fic set very shortly (a week or so) after they are married, they don't have the rings then. But do in later fics.
I know you guys are probably focusing more on writing the stories and not much on the “mtl” or preferences kind of posts, but could you do one about the bts song(s) you think it represents or suits each couple? Thank you 🥹
GOD… THANK YOU for mentioning the “feel at home” with the each other thing, because I’ve spent a long time breaking my head trying to understand why YG and JS always felt more than love.
While I read the other boys fics I was always thinking “they clearly love each other” but I always thought “WHY THEY DON’T FEEL NEAR CLOSE TO WHAT YG AND JS HAVE???” and clearly YG loved his ex gf. despite them being honest, only in the begging coming from her, after I got back to re read I was like “god, it feels so empty somehow when it’s not with JS”
but now everything seems clearer lol kinda dumb that I didn’t realized this home thing before because to be honest it’s always in our faces how they don’t have idealized expectations with each other and therefore always makes them feel like they can always be their most authentic, raw, true and spontaneous selves.
At first I was thinking JS was a bit harsh for breaking up with him all of sudden and not trying to talk and solve things together, but how YG was feeling at that time it really felt like being separate was the right choice… I understand her now, he needed to be shown that he didn’t had to depend on her that badly.
I want to compliment how beautiful and well written your work is, truly is my favorite fanfiction of all time and helped me A LOT on understanding my own emotions and perceptions of life and love. Truly, thank you so much. You really deserve a lot of recognition for making things realistic and not epic at all, I love this kinds of stories, it makes it more reliable to apply the lessons we learn while reading in our own lives.
I don’t know if you ever heard of the tv show “normal people” (probably yes because is a British show, I just don’t know if you ever watched), but I felt the exact same thing with your writing that I felt with the show: it feels like I’m invading someone’s privacy, like I’m watching a person’s personal life in real time. Reading all the YG stories made me feel a lump in my throat because it felt like someone was writing what they truly watched happening in his life.
Just… beautiful, really you have so much talent and sensibility, I love it so much, your stories will always have a special place in my heart, I will carry with me forever.
Thank you. It was actually a reader of ours some time back that vocalised that they are each other's homes - so in a way we are stealing their words! But it also captured exactly what we felt when writing them all this time. What we love with all the storylines is how different the relationships feel so each other. Not that any are necessarily superior, just as in real life - people mean different things to each other. But Yoongi and Jeong-sun have always had a very special place for us because of how they interact together. There is a wit to their conversations we love - a quickness that has been there since they met in the closet, and it's always a pleasure to be with them again when writing.
I did actually watch 'normal people' when it came out (the pandemic I think) and I liked parts of it. I actually think some people said at the time it reminded them a bit of our fics, which I guess is a compliment because it was a really successful show. I will say that with Yoongi and Jeong-sun in particular, there is something about them that I could see working in a TV show. Like - I can imagine their interactions so vividly and I think it would work with British actors (of all the couples, with them our Britishness probably comes across the most, but also I think that's because we've always seen Yoongi's humour as being quite relatable to us, as we love dry humour).
Thank you so much - it means a lot when we see how our fics have impacted people especially because when we started writing we didn't think ANYBODY would read them and I was even reluctant to post them on the internet.
I love how Jeong-sun is very naturally in tune with her present feelings and emotions. I think she was never someone overly thinking or philosophical about love (despite studying philosophy lol) as it’s described that whenever she was with Yoongi she felt a slight pain/sadness in her chest, she felt melancholic due the amount of love she felt for him, and saying that she had dated before and recognized that she never felt this way despite strongly believing she loved her exes. Meaning she never put much thought on the “what if’s” accepting and embracing her feelings the way they were and only having realizations later when they most likely changed. but even thought she didn’t thought much about them she just go with the flow.
and one question: you think that Yoongi and Jeong-sun would never fall in love with anyone else in terms of “I recognized the singularity of our feelings and I knowledge that they can’t be replaced by anyone else” or more in like “I will never be this open with someone, I’ll never love anyone else and if I try anything I will always think they’re less than what we had together”?
Do you think that if they ever separate again they would be able to love and be genuinely satisfied with someone else in their own unique/different way?
Interestingly, I think they'd both think themselves capable of loving again in theory. Like, if one of them died young they'd know the other would likely meet someone in the future and would love them. It'd just be a different kind of love and relationship. So probably the former. They feel the way they feel about each other because it is THEM. If they'd have met someone else and never met at all, they'd have fallen in love, maybe even gotten married (Yoongi would have probably had children), and been none the wiser. The other person would have been different and the relationship would have been different, but they'd have loved them all the same. I don't think 'love' is what makes their relationship unique, just how they interact with each other, how they make each other feel. If they ever broke up or for whatever reason got with someone else in the future, they could love them, but I don't think they'd quite feel as at 'home' with the person as they do with each other.
Maybe other people might word it better than us, since we're too involved, haha.
BTS - The Night Before (Suga x Jeong-sun) & (J-Hope x Nana)
Contains: Fluff, some angst. Mentions of RM and V.
Set shortly after ‘The Final Shift’ and ‘Flower Arrangements’, Jeong-sun spends the night before her wedding at Hoseok and Nana’s apartment.
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She almost didn’t spot him at first. The sky outside the sliding door was a murky blue, signalling the first sign of dusk, and his silhouette on the patio porch blended almost seamlessly with the treeline beyond the brick wall at the end of the tiny garden. Jeong-sun had checked the studio twice already, certain he would be there. But the piano lay still in the dark, no sheets of music or writing littering its surface. She hadn’t heard him play for a week at least, though she supposed she knew why.
The door was slightly ajar and she pushed it gently; a soft trail of cigarette smoke danced through the gap as he exhaled silently.
“Get lost?” She gently called, not wanting to startle him.
He looked around, a smile playing on his lips, before turning back to face the small square of grass in the centre of the concrete. Jeong-sun had noted with some amusement, in the short time she had been living with him, that he kept the patch meticulously mowed come rain or shine. He wasn’t overtly prideful about it; after all, there were no flowerbeds to be seen along its edges, but maintaining it came as easily to him as brushing his teeth.
“I’m sorry, just thinking…” He said.
“Good things I hope.” Jeong-sun retorted, though a touch of uncertainty clouded the edges of her voice. She remained still for a moment, tongue subconsciously prodding the inside of her cheek as she clutched a mug of tea between her fingers, before quietly joining him on the step. He’d had his hair cut neatly the day before, cropping it shorter than she had seen it in a few months, and she brushed the ends lovingly as he took another pull on the cigarette, the red tip dancing briefly in the air, before dropping to his side.
“I haven’t seen you smoke in a while.” She commented, without judgment but unable to help the curiosity in her voice.
He looked at her, suddenly aware of his surroundings for the first time in twenty minutes, and smiled, a little aloofly. “Old habits.” He murmured, glancing down as though considering another drag, before deciding against it.
“It’s a nice night.” Her hand touched his covered arm, rubbing it gently.
“Yeah…”
She realised at once there was something more on his mind…more than the deluge of thoughts and emotions that had been running through hers for the past twenty four hours, and she pushed at it lightly, voice soft.
“Have you heard from Namjoon?”
She expected a sigh, but there came none. “No…” He said quietly in a tone that was hard to read. “Maybe he can’t get to his phone.”
She nodded deftly. “I’m sure that’s it.” If there was doubt in her voice, she hid it well and he didn’t seem to notice.
“It was quite short notice.” He admitted, almost to himself.
She rubbed his arm once, feeling the cotton sleeve beneath her palm. “I’m glad you changed your mind.” She paused. “At least…I think you’ll be glad later.”
“Tae hasn’t gotten back either.”
The disappointment was now evident, though not enough to dour his mood. Still, she sensed the cigarettes hadn’t been an accident like he had claimed - there were at least four other butts visible on the patio below.
“Is that why you’re stressed?” She asked; fingertips brushing along his sleeve comfortingly.
“I’m not stressed.” He turned to her. “Not really.”
She saw at once it was true and felt relieved. Eyes swimming with mirth, she reached for the almost-out cigarette, slipping it from between his fingers and taking her own tokenary drag, exhaling slowly into the still evening evening air, a soft smile playing on her lips. Yoongi took her other hand, fingers pressing against hers.
“What time’s Hoseok picking you up?” He asked.
She checked her watch, the pearlescent face shimmering in the soft glow of the living room behind them. “Half an hour.”
Yoongi laughed breathily. “He’ll be early.” He warned.
“What will you do?” Jeong-sun asked softly, both curious and a little sympathetic.
He shrugged non committedly. “Early night.”
She nodded, not surprised now she thought of it. “Don’t be late.” She quipped.
“I won’t.” He replied seriously.
She sighed. “Are you sure you don’t want me to stay?”
He shook his head at once, mouth twisting. “Hoseok and Nana will have something planned.”
“I was worried about that.” She murmured dryly.
Yoongi laughed, grinning to himself. Still he squeezed her hand in reassurance. “You’ll enjoy yourself.”
“Last night of freedom.” She taunted, eyebrows raised.
He flashed his teeth. “I doubt they’ve hired a stripper.”
She rolled her eyes, though matched his smile. “No, but Seulgi might bark all night. I’ll lose my beauty sleep.”
“Is your mom coming in the morning?”
“My brother’s picking her up from the airport tonight. She’ll stay with him.”
He nodded. “And your dad?”
“Meeting us there.” She turned to him. “I hear he’s bringing a friend.”
Yoongi watched her raise a single eyebrow playfully and sensed the meaning immediately. His chest seemed to warm, which surprised him. “A date?” He confirmed.
“I hope so. She owns a cafe by the river.” She looked back towards the end of the little garden, thinking to herself. “They’ve been friends for years.”
“Good for him.” He nodded solidly, realising how happy the news made him. He had only met her father twice, more recently when the older man came over to drop off some of Jeong-sun’s things, but the respect he had for him was immediate. It was more than the token gratitude he had been brought up to feel when respecting one's elders, and perhaps even more than a quiet sort of fondness he had for the way the man had helped raise Jeong-sun. He had seen a lot of himself in the private way he had carried himself; the mourning he had subtly witnessed for Jeong-sun’s mother who was very much still alive. He realised, this whole time, he had wanted him to be happy.
They once more fell silent, his eyebrows knitting together. She could tell there was something on his mind and made a neutral sound between her lips, urging him to speak.
“I didn’t write a speech.” He admitted, sorrily.
“Me neither.”
“I didn’t know what to say…” He looked away, across the garden where the shadows now grew in length. “At least in front of other people.” Pausing, he shook his head. “I couldn’t do it justice.” Slowly, he turned back to her. “I’ve always told you how I feel…” Yoongi paused, hesitating. “Maybe not well enough at first.” The tinge of doubt in his voice made her want to reach for him, touch him. But still, she held back. “I love you so much.” He finished, almost urgently.
“You’ll make me cry.” She smiled, meaning it to sound playful but unable to help the knot which seemed to form in her throat.
He turned to look at her straight, squeezing her hand tightly, reassuringly. “I don’t think so.”
“I’ve always known.” She reassured him, pressing back against his fingers.
“I can’t put it into words…”
“Me neither.” She quietly agreed, smiling in understanding. “I just know…” Her eyes stang a little, though she let them. “I can’t wait to be married to you.”
He smiled in response, though fell silent for a moment, lost in thought. “Do you think it will feel any different?”
“I don’t know…” Her mouth curled. “Ask me tomorrow?”
They sat side by side for a while, before deciding, almost in unison, to move to the front, where they would get a better view of the rapidly changing sky and watch out for Hoseok’s arrival. Yoongi left the sliding doors unlocked and Jeong-sun eyed the half-empty pack of Marlboros on the porch, undoubtedly waiting for his return once she left. The thought didn’t trouble her. He seemed as able to pick up the habit and quit again as she had once done jobs during her university years, and she sensed that whatever urge had driven him to the step in the evening twilight, it was serving to comfort him a little. It would be a long night to spend alone.
The front of the house was equally quiet which surprised her for this time of year. As the days grew longer there were usually some signs of activity from the street; people going to parties or into town for the evening, but on this occasion the environment seemed to match their introspective mood. That was, until they heard the approaching tyres of the Porsche as it slid around the bend in the street. Window down, they heard Hoseok’s voice before they fully saw him.
“Aw, you’re holding hands!”
They both looked down, almost unaware of the fact as the younger man parked smoothly against the curb,
“I’m allowed…” Yoongi retorted dryly before turning to Jeong-sun. “Are you all packed?”
“It’s in the hallway.” She conformed, slowly getting to her feet.
“We’ll take care of her.” Hoseok reassured as the young woman went back in the house.
Yoongi nodded. “I’m sure you will.”
She returned a moment later, struggling a little with the holdall which seemed packed to the brim. Jeong-sun, in a last minute rush, had indecisively packed both her hair straighteners and her curling prongs, not sure which she wanted. He slipped the strap a little further up her arm, resting it firmly against her shoulder.
“So this is it?” She whispered quietly, unsure whether she felt nervous or relieved.
Yoongi looked at her softly and nodded. “Until tomorrow.” He murmured.
“I’ll be there.” She smiled.
“I hope so.”
They leaned in, kissing each other with a surprising tenderness, forgetting they were being watched as their bodies pressed together, her bag nestling between them a little awkwardly as he cupped her cheek. Slowly, he pulled away. The beams from Hoseok’s car lit the street and he sensed the other man’s eagerness to take Jeong-sun to whatever strange fate awaited her back at Nana’s apartment.
“Oh! You’re not married yet!” Hoseok called playfully as their bodies moved apart.
“Piss off.” Yoongi murmured casually, making the other man grin with delight.
Jeong-sun flashed an almost sympathetic look, though it was herself she was feeling sorry for, before slipping her bag in the back of the strangely small car, tucking it behind the front seats. Yoongi watched her get in, standing still on the stoop at the front of the house as she waved to him through the window. The car slowly took off, her dark hair just visible as they turned away and Yoongi waited until they were both out of sight before going inside.
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“Absolutely not.” Jeong-sun said, a smile playing on her lips. The small, cluttered kitchen smelt strongly of chicken and vegetables, the scent had hit her as soon as she walked through the door, but the oversized pan bubbling on the stove was not what she was referring to.
Hoseok’s eyes widened in excitement. “I’ve tried them before. It’s really good for your complexion.”
The younger woman’s face remained neutral. “Is that so?”
Nana quickly piped up, mixing the thick concoction in the plastic tub with a plastic spatula. The label on the outside showed Jeong-sun it had once held Neapolitan ice cream, though its faded surface suggested it was more used for other purposes. “I learned how to do them at a natural workshop. The teacher said it’s a secret Scandinavian recipe.”
“Is there something wrong with my complexion?” Jeong-sun blinked, not meaning to be serious, but the couple’s faces turned to alarm.
“No!” They both cried in unison. Hoseok immediately stepped forward,
“We just thought it would be nice.” He wrapped his arm around her comfortingly before straightening up, his chest puffing a little. “I certainly want to look my best for tomorrow!”
“But if you don’t want to, it’s not a big deal.” Nana quickly added.
Jeong-sun sighed internally, realising not following their carefully organised plans would certainly lead them to overthink the evening, and dour the mood. “No…” She uttered, giving in. “I’ll try.”
Hoseok stepped away joyfully, uncurling himself from her frame. “Nana made your cake! Just as requested.”
“Carrot and walnut.” The older woman smiled, almost proudly.
“Yoongi says it’s your favourite.” Hoseok nodded.
Nana frowned. “Though not very traditional.”
Jeong-sun joined them by the kitchen counter, glancing sideways at the plate in the corner which she guessed was the object in question. Nana had covered the enormous mound with a chequered gingham cloth which fit well with the colourful decor of the kitchen. “Thank you.” She murmured, sincerely. “I guess we’re a bit counter for taste.” She admitted, lips turning up at the corner as she remembered the expression on Yoongi’s face when she had first ordered the delicacy, some years ago. They had visited a small bakery off the streets of Insa-dong one morning afternoon after work; his dark cap was as inconspicuous as her oversized sweater, but he had bought it for her and added another for himself just the same.
“I had to look it up. I’d never made it before.”
“She got the carrots from the balcony.” Hoseok gestured towards the kitchen, where a little row of planters could just be glimpsed beyond the old-fashioned net curtains.
“I had to supplement them with ones from the market.” Nana admitted sadly. “We can’t fit that many in the pot.”
Jeong-sun sighed. “I’m really grateful, but you didn’t have to.”
Nana’s eyes widened at once. “It’s my honour.”
Hoseok nodded eagerly. “She really means it.”
Jeong-sun saw from their matching expressions that it was true, not that she had doubted them. The pair always seemed so earnest in a way which seemed foreign and unfamiliar. Perhaps it was her own upbringing that caused her to view sincerity with distrust. Lost in thought, the sudden bubbling from the stove, which seemed to grow a notch louder, caught her attention as Nana turned down the heat.
“Dinner’s ready.” The older woman said, sliding the lid off the pan. The smell grew stronger and Jeong-sun peered at the contents with curiosity. A thin, brown liquid shimmered, rainbow-like, on the surface.
“Is that for us?” She asked, trying not to sound ungrateful.
“No.” Nana laughed, immediately catching the look of relief on Jeong-sun’s face.
“It’s for Seulgi.” Hoseok reassured, glancing sideways at the dog who sat quietly in the basket in the corner.
“It’s a type of broth. The dog loves it!” Nana reached down for the metal bowl by the dog bed and the canine sprung to life at the sound, wagging her tail eagerly.
Jeong-sun smirked, raising an eyebrow to herself. “Do you always cook for the dog?”
“She’s been poorly lately.” Nana sighed, bending down to pet her head. “Upset stomach.”
“I’m sure she’ll be alright tonight though.” Hoseok joined her side, giving the dog a reassuring stroke. “The vet says it’s just something she ate.”
“Where does the dog sleep?” Jeong-sun asked, trying to hide her apprehension. She didn’t dislike dogs exactly, she’d never been bitten or had one startle her, but having been without pets her whole life, she never really understood the infatuation with them. She’d considered getting a goldfish once upon a time, when she first moved into her apartment downtown, but she figured the company she’d get from its presence wouldn’t make up for the time she spent cleaning the tank.
“Not with us.” Nana quickly retorted.
The target of her statement gave a sorry look towards the canine, affectionately. “Aw…” Hoseok cooed. “She sometimes sleeps with us.”
“Not when she’s sick Hoseok!” Nana replied, a little harshly, making the man back away. Her tone suddenly lightened as she bent down and stroked the soft fur on Seulgi’s rump kindly. “She’s got a lovely bed downstairs.” She sang, almost soothingly, as though trying to convince the dog of the matter.
“And where am I sleeping?” Jeong-sun asked cautiously.
“Oh, don’t worry about that!” Hoseok dismissed kindly.
“You’ll be comfy, I promise.” Nana added, straightening up now the food was served. Seulgi lapped at it hungrily.
“And no sneaking out in the middle of the night.” Hoseok wagged his finger scoldingly, though he grinned as he said it.
“To spend the last night with your husband to be…” Nana added, almost innocently.
“He’ll be fast asleep by then.” Jeong-sun admitted, hoping it was true. She hated the thought of Yoongi being kept awake by nerves.
“Masks!” Hoseok suddenly claimed, only just remembering as he picked up the discarded ice cream tub from the kitchen counter. The scent of bananas was overwhelming and Jeong-sun spotted the large slabs of fruit dancing on the surface of the pale formula. Nana, it seemed, had used a whole bunch. She silently took her cue to follow them into the adjoining living room where the T.V stood blaring a colourful film; the tone informed her it was old, from the 90s perhaps, with subtitles. A group of women in shoulderpads sat clustered around a table in the middle of a bar; their perms as subtle as the slices of bananas in the mask.
“Have you seen this before?” Hoseok asked, half watching the conversation on screen. The women’s accents were strong, even Jeong-sun could tell that, and a little familiar. She had never been to Australia, though her mother’s partner could be heard on the phone sometimes, asking her questions in the background. She thought that might be it.
“No.” Jeong-sun admitted.
“Oh, it’s great!” He beamed.
Nana glanced and smiled. “Hoseok’s discovered Abba.” She murmured approvingly. Jeong-sun didn’t quite get the reference until the next scene, when the music started; she recognised ‘Dancing Queen’, to which Hoseok gave an enthusiastic rendition.
Jeong-sun sat down on the little sofa, pulling aside the blanket which was covered in hair, with some disdain. “I’ll ask the DJ if he takes requests.”
Hoseok paused, eyes wide. “You hired a DJ?” He asked hopefully.
She looked at him with an expression Yoongi would have been familiar with. “No.”
His face dropped, disappointedly, before turning back to the screen.
“Min-seo sends her love.” Nana joined Jeong-sun on the sofa, obviously ignoring the now folded blanket which she sat on.
“You spoke to her?” Jeong-sun asked.
Nana nodded cheerfully. “She came around to help with the cake. She had to leave early to feed Eun-ju. She wishes she could have been here though.”
“Eun-ju’s grown so much!” Hoseok turned around just long enough to flash an affectionate smile. The scene on screen had once again moved on. It quickly dawned on Jeong-sun that the movie was also about a wedding and she wondered whether the choice had been deliberate.
“Min-seo’s picked her out a dress for tomorrow. She’ll look so cute.” Nana smiled, face half covered by the yellow mask. Jeong-sun hadn’t noticed her put it on.
Hoseok turned back, his attention drawn away from the film by the strong scent. “Do mine.” He pleaded, joining Jeong-sun closely on the other side of the sofa which hadn’t been designed for three grown people.
“Erm…” Jeong-sun handled the spatula nervously. “How much do you want?” Her lips curled. “One scoop or two?”
“Lay it on thick.” Hoseok beamed, moving his face forward, as though holding it out for her.
“He likes to eat it sometimes.” Nana smirked.
***
The film had finished with a predictably buoyant ending. Muriel had stood up to her bullies and headed for the airport, never to return. The movie made way to another foreign one; this about a time traveller in England who used his inherited powers to get the girl, though the trio seemed to quieten down once the masks had dried and the clock counted down to midnight. At some point Seulgi had made her way between them on the couch, her head resting against Hoseok’s thigh with a surprisingly human-like sigh. Unsurprisingly; Jeong-sun had gotten the rump end. Still, she stroked her fur casually, almost without realising. Sick or not, Nana hadn’t protested her presence.
Jeong-sun yawned without realising, stretching her back against the uncomfy back-rest. Her face felt tight beneath the mask; though she had gotten used to the fruity scent.
“Are you tired?” Hoseok asked, speaking for the first time in fifteen minutes.
Jeong-sun blinked sleepily, realising she was. “Big day tomorrow.”
“Did you pack your jammies?” He asked seriously. She looked at him; eyes wide beneath his thickly smeared mask, and laughed to herself. “Nana has some if you didn’t.” He added.
“I brought some.” Jeong-sun nodded. “Besides, I’m not sure Nana’s would fit.” She admitted with a shrug, casting an eye over the other woman’s tall, slender frame.
“They’re very versatile.” Hoseok commented, though Nana broke the conversation by getting to her feet, gently pushing the dog off the sofa. The canine yawned, stretching its long body before plopping heavily on the rug.
“I made up the bed for you.”
“Where will you sleep?” Jeong-sun asked.
“Here.” Nana pointed at the sofa, barely small enough for the three of them, without concern. Jeong-sun didn’t question how uncomfy they would be, she knew they would protest.
“Thank you.” She nodded kindly.
“And I’ll be up nice and early to get you ready.” Nana beamed, scooping up the now-empty ice cream tub from the side table and taking it into the kitchen.
“Me too!” Hoseok quickly added.
“Thanks.” Jeong-sun smiled. “That means a lot to me.”
Once the room was cleared Jeong-sun slowly made her way up the stairs, to the single master bedroom which was neatly made up compared to the rest of the apartment. She remembered the mask and considered going to the bathroom straight away, but instead slipped her phone from her jean pocket.
The photograph was unflattering but she didn’t care. The mask had set firmly against her features; a large slab of banana visible beneath her fringe, in the centre of her forehead. She tried not to laugh as she sent the picture, sitting comfortably down on the bed. I smell like banana. She typed, hitting send.
It occurred to her at once he might not be awake to see it, but predictably the reply came a moment later. Two single words. Dear Jesus.
She smiled to herself, wondering if she too would be able to sleep.
I love you.
Her phone pinged a second later, before she’d even had time to take off her socks.
I love you too.
***
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