jimin lets out a frustrated groan as he tears the paper in his hands. you watch him from the other side of the small room, your frown deepening as he leans down to rest his head on the table. you sigh softly, getting to your feet and making your way towards him.
he hears your footsteps, but chooses to ignore them. he hates that you’re witnessing himself in such a state, and he wishes he could simply disappear for a moment or two to collect himself. park jimin was the fluffy ball of crescent-eyed smiles and squeaks of laughter. he wasn’t a teary-eyed, self-hating mess of darkness. he wasn’t. or at least he wasn’t in front of anyone but you and his group members.
you rest a gently hand on his shoulder, “it’s fine, jiminie. you’re not going to get it right straight away.” you say in attempt to comfort your boyfriend.
and inside, jimin knows you’re right. he can’t get an entire song’s lyrics and melody right the first time he tries. but, hell, this is his fourth month into writing the damn song and he feels nauseous just looking at the blank pieces of paper beside him.
“its all rubbish, y/n. nothing’s coming out right and it’s just so... dark. that’s not who i am, or what people see in me. i don’t want to portray that in my song, especially not to the fans.” he murmurs. finally, he raises himself to look you in the eye. “all the lyrics are just... about me, but everything that’s bad about me. all the things that i can’t do, how i’m talentless, how i’m just becoming a disappointment.”
though you should find his words shocking, you don’t. you understand why jimin feels the way he does, especially since the band members have all been feeling on edge themselves lately. the quiet whisper of a possible disbandment was hanging over everyone’s heads - only heightening the mountain of worries the boys all carried on their shoulders.
“jimin,” you begin, “open your eyes, baby. can’t you see all the awards, all the records and the historic moments that have your band’s name engraved in them? how can you say you’re talented when there are millions of fans around the globe that would do anything to see you dance or sing? i know that with everything going on here and at home, you’re feeling lost. i get that, i really do, jimin. but you’re not lost, you’re just overwhelmed. you’re overthinking it all - just write down what you feel. and make a pact with yourself, to stop thinking so negatively about all your flaws. you are an amazing person and i love you so damn much, but it hurts like hell to see you do this to yourself. you should sit down with namjoon and talk this song matter out. i know you can make something special and meaningful - not only to yourself but to the fans too.”
your words stay with jimin, even months after as they embark on their world tour. and it’s a single moment in city field stadium that jimin feels it for the first time. he feels it, and he sees it. like a wave of stars, the thrum of bass and the squeals of pure happiness; he finally understands.
You woke up from your power nap and went downstairs to make dinner for you and your roommate. When you were about to open the fridge, you found a sticky note from your roommate saying that she won't be back until tomorrow afternoon. You sighed and decided to order something instead. The doorbell rang before you found your phone so you turned around and headed for the door.
As you got closer, you could hear the heavy rain from outside. When you opened the door, your eyes widened in surprise from Hoseok standing in front of you, out of breath and wet from the rain.
"What-" you said but he cut you off.
"Y/N, I know I'm really late and I'm so, so sorry for being such a dumbass. I was really stressed and I let my frustration get the best of me. I never meant to hurt you or ruin our relationship. The truth is, a famous dancer I know called me over to dance with her for the week. We were working on some routines, but later she suddenly tried to get on me. She didn't stop even when I told her to, so I left. She followed me out and forced herself on me. Later, I found out that her manager took that photo of her kissing me right out of her house and people started making up stories after that photo went public. I wanted to tell you the truth but I was scared you'd leave me so I just ended up never telling you. I was wrong to think that way but I didn't want you to leave me because I love you so much, Y/N, I regretted not going after you that night, and I cried myself to sleep because I missed you more as a second went by." Hoseok said while standing in the rain. You stared at him, not knowing how to react. "I love you so much and I can’t stand not being with you. Y/N, Will you please forgive me and give me and our relationship another chance?”
You felt a splash of warmth spread across your chest.
"You're going to get really sick if you stay in the rain for too long," you told him, choking up. You pulled him and cupped his cold face. Hoseok hugged you tightly and rested his head on your shoulder. The sound of his quiet sobs made your heart clench up, and you tried to keep your tears from falling while caressing his hair to calm him down.
"I missed you," you whispered into his ear.
He whimpered in response and kissed you. As you kissed him back, Hoseok finally felt the warmth again, and at that moment, he felt complete again with you in his arms.
You bite down on your pen as you highlight words, sentences, paragraphs. Yoongi stared at you from across the room. His gaze on you lasted for 10 minutes before he got off the bed and hung his arms on your shoulders.
“Are you hungry?” He said as his chin rested on the top of your head.
“Kind of but I have no time. The substitute English professer is making us annotate a poem. I got stuck with the shortest one.” You groaned, capped the highlight and closed the dictionary.
“Maybe you should lay it off for now and pay attention to your boyfriend that has been staring at you gnaw on that pen.” He took the pen from your lips and set it down on the desk.
“Let’s go get some food before you perish.” He said as he pulled you off the chair and threw his cap on your head. You two walked down to a small family owned Japanese restaurant and sat down. You began to order but his phone buzzed. When it came time for him to order, he stopped the waiter. “We’ll take it do go actually,” the employee nodded and went to prepare a check.
He turned to you, “we’ll stop by a coffee shop before we head back. You’ll need it and so will I.” He held up his phone and you read the text message from Namjoon. Yoongi paid and waited for the order to come out.
“Ouch, you’ll have your work cut out for you.” Yoongi has to work on a new song that BangPD sampled and fix the lyrics that Taehyung wrote.
“We’ll sit in a comfortable silence then. As long as you get some food in you then I’m happy.” The food was packed neatly in a bag and you thanked the employees as you two started to walk down the block to the nearest coffee shop.
“Lights out by 1 AM though.” You said. The wind brushed against your cheeks and you pulled Yoongi’s hat further down in attempts to block the gusts.
“Promise.”
I love Bf yoongi I’m crying. Has anyone been watching the Burn The Stage??? I get emotional and start crying really easily and I’m afraid to sell out my local Target of their tissues. Anyway! Have a nice rest of the day cuties! - Chii
I DO NOT OWN ANY THE PHOTOS but please don’t claim moodboard as your own and please don’t do anything with it without my permission. If you don’t want it happening to you, don’t do it to others.
Dedicated to the lovely and extremely talented @pocketofyoonmin for the @bangtanbudsnet Secret Santa project because guess what I’m your Santa! ❤️I’m so glad to have met you because you are such a sweet, caring and wonderful person! It was a pleasure talking to you! I hope we can continue to be friends in the future! 🎁
This is my little gift to you. 😊 As the event was supposed to end on 25th December, I wrote you a Christmas story but I hope you enjoy it nevertheless! ❤️
Pairing: Park Jimin x reader/you
Setting: boyfriend!Jimin; Christmas!au
Genre: fluff, fluff, fluff (because it’s Jimin after all 😊)
Words: 1.3k
Christmas markets had always been your thing.
You loved nothing more than a stroll along those little wooden houses as the scent of freshly baked pastries and sweet desserts wafted through your nose. Of course, the cherry on top would be a beautiful snowfall along the way – not too much yet not too little.
Unfortunately, you never really had one particular market day that you could call the perfect one. You were either freezing to death while trying to get through the mass of tourists or the weather conditions were so outrageous that you wished you had just stayed at home, cuddled up in your bed with a cup of hot chocolate and an old-time favourite book of yours.
Sadly, you couldn’t go with your friends to visit the Christmas markets last year because you didn’t feel well. It was such a shame but you really needed to get better to function properly and enjoy the holidays without getting another infection. This awful experience made you wait for this year’s markets even more impatiently, especially because it was the first Christmas with your ever-so-lovely boyfriend – the one and only Park Jimin.
You two had met due to Taehyung – a friend of your friend’s friend – who invited both of you to his birthday party. Honestly, you knew only a handful of people there due to the fact that you signed up for the same classes but you wouldn’t say that you knew them well. Jimin felt the same way and you two ended up bumping into each other in the garden under the oak tree, watching the snowfall while getting to know each other. Maybe that’s why you wanted snow so eagerly this year but it was to no avail. Snow was nowhere to be seen.
Since then, you two had started dating and officially became a couple in March, your love for him growing bigger and stronger every single day. You swore Park Jimin was an angel in disguise – there was nothing he wouldn’t do for his girlfriend, therefore you felt blessed to have a guy like him by your side.
His only flaw was that he was a perfectionist and wanted to make everything perfect – sometimes to that extent that you had to stop him from overreacting things. You managed to reassure him that you would love him with all his imperfections. In fact, you would be more than happy to see those imperfections (because you had way too many yourself), so he loosened up a bit.
He had changed a lot though. You did too. Maybe that’s what love made people do without them realising.
Small wonder why you were so worked up this year and couldn’t stop grinning when you two started your little walk along the wooden houses. You had made sure to have enough money on you and to wrap up well because of the chilly weather conditions; you forgot only one little thing.
“Honey, your hands are freezing!” Jimin shrieked as he caught sight of your slightly blue hands. Yep, you forgot to bring your gloves because that was you; you always forgot something.
You had made an attempt to hide the unpleasant feeling that you got because your bare hands were exposed to the icy cold breeze of the wind but of course it couldn’t go unnoticed by your attentive boyfriend.
“Oh no, it’s not that bad!” You tried to shrug it off like it was nothing.
The next thing you remember is that you found yourself at a little shop where Jimin was contemplating whether he should buy the rosy-coloured or the baby blue gloves for you.
“It’s really not necessary, Jimin!” You wanted to talk him out of his plan but he was adamant as always.
“Of course it is! You can’t enjoy the Christmas markets with cold hands!”
In the end, you chose the baby blue one because if he bought them for real, why not choose the one that you like better? You had to admit that he was never more proud in his whole life when he held your hand again – this time with gloves on. You felt a blush staining your cheeks when he looked down and started smiling to himself. Gosh, his beautiful was inexplicable! If anything was close to ethereal, it would be his genuine and affectionate smile.
Frankly, it was more enjoyable to walk down the streets without freezing hands. Plus, Jimin made sure that you had fun because he told you jokes and cheesy lines on the way, paying for every little attraction you had tried and buying foods for you two. The best part was (of course) when your boyfriend reached forward to wipe some of the waffle from the corner of your lips.
It was almost like a culinary experience – you two had tried so many festive foods, you had a blast. Everything was so delicious from the chocolate covered fruits to the caramel-flavoured rice cakes. Not to mention that creamy hot chocolate that was made with white chocolate, topped with lots of whipped cream!
Luckily, apart from eating, you could even buy some bits and bobs for your family because you didn’t have time for a proper Christmas shopping before. Jimin also brought some gifts for his family but he insisted on buying something memorable for you too.
You were on your way to a shop where Jimin knew he could buy something for you when he came in sight with a sign at little shop saying that there were candy apples on display.
“If I buy a candy apple, does it make me a candy man?” He joked around, making you laugh like crazy. You had to stop in your tracks to regain your composure and start breathing properly.
“You spent too much time with Jin!” You teased him a bit but he merely stuck his tongue at you.
“That joke was actually mine but I’ll definitely tell him later because I’m sure he would enjoy it!” He fervently bobbed his head as he thought of his friend’s reaction.
You had met all of Jimin’s friends and they were all lovely but Seokjin always stood out – he definitely had an old man aura to him. Yet, you had to admit that his egg rolls were the best you had ever eaten! Small wonder why he was one of Seoul’s best chefs! Thanks to your lovely boyfriend, you could even eat at Jin’s restaurant – Worldwide Tasty – for free. He was that genuine.
You walked for five more minutes when Jimin found the wooden house he wanted, so you left him there and you started looking for a gift for him. You ended up buying a dance shoe-shaped necklace for him which you thought would suit him perfectly.
Much to your amazement, Jimin bought almost the same for you although the necklace he had chosen was handmade and it was in the shape of a pen because he knew you were fond of writing and wanted to become a writer in the future.
“Oh my god, Jimin! It’s beautiful!” You screamed as you looked at the necklace in his hands, yours is already around his neck. “I love it so so so much! It’s the best Christmas gift ever! Thank you so much!” You jumped up and down, then crashed him into a bone-cracking hug.
“I thought my joke was better!”
“Almost!” You giggled and let yourself enjoy that infinite moment with him.
You and him in the middle of the Christmas market, hugging each other and watching as the first snowflake hit the ground. Well… it was perfect.