I’m Mai and I’ve created a virtual reality through my writing. I tend to use it as an escape from my problems and hope that my works provide a shelter to you as well.
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☆ Romanticised assault, abuse, self-harm :)
☆ Member x member
☆ Tooth rotting fluff (/hj)
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a/n: i seem to be getting a little rusty and i’m also unable to write as much as i want to (ignoring the fact that i abandoned this account for months) anyways, here’s this short little fic that’s totally not sad or heartbreaking and has a happy ending /sarc
Your P.O.V
You found yourself plopped on your bed with a book in hand. All of a sudden you feel the book being snatched out of your hand, catching you off guard.
Your eyes adjust to your atmosphere and you see your best friend’s brother holding your book. “Give it back” you murmur. “Do you read such absurd romance books?” Taehyung chuckled. “Yeah and what about it?” you glared at him attempting to take the book away from him. He held the book out of your reach.
“I’ve read this one,” he said, staring at the cover. His grip loosened around the book, you glanced at it gingerly held between his fingers and grabbed it. Your fingers wrapping around the publication, your fingers gently, momentarily, brushing against his. “I thought you don’t read romance books?” you said, finally getting a hold of your book. “I don't, Lia does. Do you want to know what happens?”
You sit on your bed once more and look at him, his eyes meeting yours. “No, Taehyung, I'm reading it to see what happens” you diverted your eyes back to your book and he started to exit your room. “Suit yourself, I was just saving you some time” he whistled as he went out the door.
You started reading your book again, relieved to finally have gotten rid of all distractions. However, to your dismay, a few minutes later, Taehyung returned. “They both die at the end,” he said, his grin intact looking as though butter wouldn’t melt in his mouth. “Why do they always die at the end?” You groaned.
You threw a pillow at him in annoyance “What’s wrong with you?” He hurried out the room, with you chasing behind. He sprinted as fast he could in an attempt to get away from you. However, in vain, he bummed into a wall and you eventually cornered him and initiated an attack, your fist reaching up to his face. His reflexes worked quicker and he grabbed your wrist “I was only trying to help you, why are you attacking me?” He said, his eyes meeting yours, your hand in his and for the slightest moment, for the first time ever, you felt something curious.
3 weeks later
After much persuasion, you agreed to meet Taehyung. You slowly started to develop feelings past the storybook incident and acknowledged them. You were seated parallel to him in his car, willing to be whisked away to a place that would be much more breathtaking in his presence.
He started the engine and raced across the street. “What made you agree to see me?” he asked, smirking at you. “I don’t know, I thought an idiot should be given time in the spotlight, no?” He chuckled as he gazed at you.
“I’m sorry for being a prick at times.” “You should be” you chortled as he continued with his confession. “No, I’m being serious. I like you, and I hope you reciprocate,” he said as he attempted to reach for your hand, delicately grasping it and intertwining his fingers with yours.
He moved closer, your faces inches apart when lights flashed in front of your car, blinding you. “Taehyung, look out!” you shouted but it was too late. The vehicle collided with yours causing it to overturn. You felt the air escape your lungs as your body howled in pain. You turned to look at Taehyung’s battered body, your hands still intertwined, his beautiful face covered with blood. The sight frightened you, caused your stomach to churn and briefly made you forget your own agony after witnessing his. “I… like you too” you muttered, your voice frail.
Sometimes I wonder, why do they always die at the end?
a/n: i wrote this to include this one sentence that my friend said, “sad happy tears” and i just HAD to write about it, it was too beautiful not to be. altho, ths short fic doesn’t do it justice, hope you enjoy and hope it’s not too weird!
Your P.O.V
The phone rang, your best friend’s name flashing on the screen. A blush crept up to your cheeks as you picked up the phone. “Y/n!” his voice boomed through the speaker, you smiled "Are you smiling? Because I can't see you" you nodded. "Are you nodding as well? Because I still can't see you" he said, his beautiful laugh sounding through your ears. You chuckled "Ah yes, I'm sorry, you were saying?"
“I was saying that I wanted to meet you today. In the garden perhaps?” your eyes lit up at the thought of seeing him.
Time Flash; 5;00 pm
You slowly made your way into the garden, smoothing the wrinkles in your dress. A gust of wind blew a strand of hair over your face. Smiling, you tucked it behind your ears. you admired the beauty of the garden, your eyes landing on the lake and your heart clenched. What it beheld was unpleasant. You felt every inch of your skin burn with agony and pain rushed through every part of your veins. Your body felt sore and the ground beneath you opened, swallowing you into its boundless intensities. You saw your best friend holding hands with someone else. Someone who wasn’t you, someone you could never be. Mustering your fretting courage, you looked up and to your horror, it was true. you wanted to run, but it seemed as though your legs gave up on you and he noticed you. “Y/n!” your best friend called out, his voice laced with merriment. you wanted to turn back but against your will you waved at him and walked over to him, regretting ever falling in love. “Hi Jimin!” you said and he slowly embraced you. You battled your tears but the comfort didn’t help. you abruptly pulled away and interlocked your eyes with the girl who ruined your life in the flash of a second. “Hi,” you said, trying your best not to cry. “Y/n, this is my girlfriend. That's why I called you here, to tell you about her” Jimin said, grin intact. You felt like your insides were on fire and the tears finally fell. His expression melted into concern “Why are you crying Y/n, are you okay?” he gently held your hands in his. You sniffled “Yes, I’m just- I’m happy for you! They’re happy tears!” Sad, happy tears
a/n: i wrote this a long time ago, so i apologise if it is sucky although i did try to refine it the best i could without taking away from it, the actual plot. i wrote this for the prompt i read that went; “I’m sorry I was so hard to love.” i hope you like my take on this deep, depressing prompt! <3
Author’s P.O.V
He disregarded her, again. He couldn’t even bring himself to look at her because he dreaded it. He dreaded the grief in her eyes. He dreaded the one question she would ask. He blamed himself even when he wasn’t at fault. But didn’t he break her? Didn’t he put her through endless suffering? He sinned despite never committing crime.
Your P.O.V
Your boyfriend overlooked your date once more. He invariably ignored you and used the same explanation every time. At first, you believed him but doubt slowly made its way into your mind and you couldn’t help but wonder if there was someone else? Every day, these very thoughts took over your life. You deserved to know the truth, even if it would break you. You wanted peace, and you were determined to find it. Picking up your phone you dialled his number. Voicemail. You sighed and recorded a message for him.
“Hey Taehyung, I know you’re busy… as always but whenever you’re free, do call me back, this is important” You put down your phone, eyes darted towards the frame resting on your desk. It was a picture of you with him. Tears formed in your eyes, blurring your vision.
His P.O.V
I played Y/n’s voicemail over and over, it chipped at my heart more and more every time.
“I can’t bring myself to look at her” I sighed “I hate myself for being attracted to someone else when I know that Y/n is waiting for me at home. I hate how I make her doubt herself when I’m the one who’s at fault here. I can’t even look at myself because I feel the shame.” Tears formed in the corner of my eyes threatening to fall.
“Taehyung…” Jin sympathised “Falling out of love isn’t a bad thing. Feelings come and go, there’s nothing you can do to change that. Everyone has a person and you just don't belong to each other. My suggestion to you is, tell her. Tell her how you feel and how you don’t love her anymore, ignoring her will break you and her.”
I, finding wisdom in his words, decided to return Y/n’s calls
“Hey...Y/n how are you?” I asked
“Taehyung, you...you called” Her voice wavered.
“Do you want to meet up today? I’ll come over at 8?”
“That sounds great. I’ll see you at my house then?”
“Yeah, bye Y/n”
“Bye, I love you,” She said and I winced. I couldn’t reply, I couldn’t lie so I hung up, pinching the bridge of my nose.
Time Flash; 7:45 pm
Your P.O.V
The bell rang and your heart skipped a beat. He was here. You rushed over to open it and there he stood. He had a bouquet and a paper bag.
“Hey,” you murmured
“Hey yourself,” he gave you a weak smile and made his way to the couch.
He took a seat and handed you the bouquet and bag “This is for you, you like lilies, right?” You hum and placed them on the table.
“So Taehyung uh ab-”
“Y/n I have to tell you something, and before I do, you have every right to be mad at me but please, hear me out.” He looked at you, eyes softening. “Y/n I- I’m sorry. I lost feelings for you. I was being drawn to others and I-” His voice broke. “I know I promised that I would never leave you but I did just that” His eyes moistened. Tears blurring your vision, you fought them back and tried to form an answer. You wanted to ask him. You wanted answers. You wanted to say so much but all you could manage was “It’s okay, feelings can be lost as swiftly as they’re gained” His eyes widened. “You’re not mad? I broke my promise. I hurt you!”
“It’s okay, promises are meant to be broken.” After a moment of calm, you broke the silence “What’s their name?” He looked down not wanting to face you. “She’s… a colleague at work it’s- it’s not important. We haven’t even interacted or anything-” His voice wavered, he abruptly stood up and looked back at you one last time “I’m sorry I couldn’t love you”
“I’m sorry I was so hard to love,” You replied and slammed the door shut, leaning against the doorframe.
You could hear his sniffling on the opposite side knowing he’s in the same state as you.
The heart is a fool. Loves even those who break you without mercy.
a/n: no, it's got nothing to do with moonbyul's song but I did listen to it when I wrote this! have fun reading <33!!! also, i don't remember the prices for the properties in monopoly :/ i lost the board years ago :((
"you're crazy! like-like a, uh, a lunatic! you've gone mad! for the love of God, darling, think straight!"
"what? am i the bad guy? again? is this resentment i sense, park jimin?"
jimin sighs. you've been at this for hours, back and forth, he was getting tired of this game even thoUGH he loved it.
"listen, you love me, i love you, can't we come to a grey area? hmm?"
you stare into his puppy eyes which seem to getting awfully closer, upsetting the cards on the monopoly board. you sigh a big sigh, "pay up, jimin. you landed on my owned space and you're renting it out, so shell out the bucks from the black card."
jimin really really really wishes he had his black card right now. he's really freaking broke now, like how any other normal person would say now. "i just have 50 dollars right now and if i just get abiiiiit more, i may finally get trafalgar square!"
that's all he wants, you swear. everytime you play whiskey and monopoly, he has the unhealthy obsession to get all the properties with whichever color he likes that night. you've suggested a few places where he could seek help but he's brushed it off with a, "its the whiskey yoongi hyung gave, now, pass me the card for piccadilly, will you? i wanna complete the collection!"
you see jimin eyeing the stacks of money kept by your side, covered with a quiet because, "i'm a banker! what else job do I have other than keeping money safe from your slytherin hands?"
there it goes, "no, nO, NOPE!" but before you know it :////
bunches of 20s and 100s are grabbed from under your makeshift shelter, much to the glee of the thief happily giving you the rent for pall mall.
"i never really liked pall mall anyway, too drab," he says with a flip of his hair. "your turn, yeah? come on, baby, don't look at me like that, it had to be-" and before he knows it :D
you're pouncing on him and you're shaking him back and forth about how you can never have a normal whiskey and monopoly night and he wraps his arms around you, apologizing profusely and insincerely, biggest smile on his face.
this is exactly how whiskey and monopoly nights should go. with the good whiskey and him bagging all the red and brown spaces ;)))
and with you winning either way, because he loves ending his night with you having the happiest smile on his face, throwing the money you won at him, another shot of whiskey down saying, "down for another game?"
a/n: this is short and pretty sad, grab your tissues!! i tried to keep the protagonist’s gender neutral so it can be read by everyone <3
Your POV
I looked at his bloodshot eyes, his sallow skin, his parched lips which were once like a field of cherry blossoms, full and inviting. He has a lot to say, but all he can manage are three simple words. Three words that cut me through.
"Y/n, I'm leaving" I felt every inch of me burn with agony, my stomach churned as the roses underneath my lungs writhed unadorned and a void of grief soon took their place. I felt stupefied, my hands trembled.
"Why, Jungkook?" I asked, dreading the response, he took a step closer to me, the back of his fingers brushed against my cheek, his flowery touch trailing flames across my skin.
"Because," his voice wavered, he fought his tears.
"I have to be there for my mother, I can't leave her in this painful state. '' I nodded my head and felt as though a dagger thrust into my stomach, once.
"I'll always love you Y/n'' twice.
“I’ll never forget you, I’m so sorry” thrice.
He wrapped his arms around me, pulling me into an embrace. His eyes glistened as he glimpsed at me and planted his lips onto mine. He pulled away and chuckled.
“What?” I asked in scepticism. “Tears are salty,” he stated. “You think you’re funny, don’t you Jungkook?” I retorted, glaring at him.
“I try” he smirked and softly grasped my hand in his and gazed into the distance. “I’ll miss this,” I remarked, breaking the silence. “I’ll miss this too,” he said, battling his tears, the sight causing my heart to clench.
“I have to go now” his voice wavered. He let go of my hand, desolation soon taking his place.
I wanted to shout, beg him to stay but I couldn’t. I couldn’t because I knew how much his mother meant to him. I couldn’t because I knew he wouldn’t live with himself leaving her. I couldn’t because I loved him. His figure slowly faded into the distance and I was left staring at the silhouette of our broken memories.
I was the ocean and he was the sky. We appeared imminent yet our distance was immaculate. Maybe we do meet, sometime in infinity.
a/n: this has sudden abrupt time flashes, it is not based on a single given time frame. i apologise if that’s confusing. it’s a little long but i hope you enjoy <3
Author’s Pov
The waves crashed against the shore. The sound of children, you couldn’t ignore. They laughed and played, hand-in-hand all around they swayed.
“I wish we never had to go to school and we could stay here like this, forever!” The little girl squealed in excitement.
“But I like school,” the boy replied, bending down to pick up a seashell. The girl looked at him with a frown. “But why?” The boy looked at her and shrugged, “I don’t know, my teacher gives me candies when I do my work and she calls me ‘Taehyungie’ sometimes.”
“But I call you that,” the girl cried, crossing her arms around her chest.
“Yes,” Taehyung said, lacing his hand with the girl. “It’s because you’re my best friend!”
“And you must promise that we’ll always be friends. Forever and ever and ever and ever!” she smiled, holding up her pinky and the boy intertwined his finger with hers. “Forever and ever.”
“Let’s go play hide and seek Y/n!”
“I’ll hide and you seek, okay?”
“I'll look for you, I will find you,” said the boy, covering his eyes with his palm.
“You’ll never find me Taehyungie!” The girl replied, running into the distance.
And little did they know, he never did.
Time Flash; 13 years later
Now having grown up they raced, their friendship they embraced. But things never went right, the sun always drowns in the night.
“Y/n, move faster, we’re gonna be late!” Eunji yelled in panic.
“Eunji! I’m trying, I don’t want to cross the speed limit!”
“Well, we’ll be late to your birthday party so, floor it!” She urged her friend to drive faster. And indulging she did, for this day meant more to someone else.
“Y/n, Lookout!” Crash.
The car collided with the tree, her head crashing against the window. Clothes stained with blood, her body laid there unconscious, surrounded by broken glass.
“Y/n? Y/n! Wake up. I am so sorry I-” Eunji stuttered. She shook her friend’s body. Gaining no response, she muffled her sobs into the fabric of her dress. The faint sound of sirens tingled down her spine, reminding her of music and the dancing lights reminded her of the friend whose life she involuntarily took.
The funeral
Now he stands desperate and alone, the truth is unknown. How could he live without this soul, knowing she played a significant role?
Standing in a corner he watches her body buried into the ground. Covered with sand, it was the last time he ever saw her. His face is tear-stained and he fights back tears and that’s when he remembers “And you must promise that we’ll always be friends. Forever and ever and ever and ever!” The beach, the sand, the water, the promises, hide-and-seek.
“I’m sorry I broke my promise Y/n, I’m sorry.”
Time flash; 2 weeks (The beach)
Taehyung’s P.O.V
The sound of children was heard once again, the waves crashed against the shore. It was as though nothing had changed and everything had changed.
I walked along the ocean, the memories flooding back. I bent down to pick up a seashell and I felt a strange presence beside me. Shrugging it off I made my way to the cave where Y/n hid when we were kids. I could feel a lump in my throat and I held back my tears. I went inside and saw two children who resembled Y/n and I. “See, Y/n? I told you I’d find you” the boy cried in excitement while the little girl groaned. “Fine, but you can’t catch me,” she said, giving the boy a push. She ran out of the cave and the boy chased after her and they faded out as if they were never there.
“I’ll find you Y/n,” I said and felt a pair of arms rest on my shoulders.
