💕Pairings: Mafia! Seokjin x FMC, Hitman! Taehyung x FMC
📝Summary: A master assassin in a city ruled by the mafia, fights to carve out pockets of order in a world built on corruption. Haunted by memories and impossible love, every mission tests her skill... and her heart. Nothing stays uncorrupted.
✏️Genre: AU, action, thriller, crime, dark contemporary fiction, romance, smut
✏️Rating: PG-18
⚠️Warnings: Violence, red flags, explicit smut
Hii! Welcome to my work. English is not my first language, so please if you find grammar mistakes, let me know. :)
This is not a writer insert. Main character is a being of its own and her decisions and way of action do not reflect me as a person.
Spider-Man’s role was easy: save everyone, fight the criminals, don’t drop out of school, don’t expose his identity, and make time for his girlfriend. What was so difficult?
This is a collection of stories that involve the same characters/environment. You can read them as stand-alone or all together. However, I recommend reading them in the order they appear. I hope you all enjoy the ride... or the swing *wink*! Thank you for reading (even if it’s just one part ^-^).
🕸️ Pairing: spiderman!Jungkook x girlfriend!Reader(f) [note: reader is short and has medium-long hair; she/her pronouns]
🕸️ Last updated: November 27, 2023 (ongoing)
🕸️ Credits: All banners and story dividers are made by me, unless stated otherwise. Please ask to use.
🕸️ DISCLAIMER: This is all fictional. Characters do NOT reflect their real-life personalities, actions, beliefs, behaviors, etc. Character’s actions are for the plot. I truly love all seven. If I write a member in a “negative light” it’s NOT because I don’t like them. Again, it’s solely for the plot. Please keep this in mind.
f = fluff | s = smut | ac = action | ag = angst | c = crack/humor | hc = hurt/comfort
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✨ swinging through the city with a little funk and s(e)oul✨
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List order: Oldest -> Newest
🕷️ Tangled Thoughts (ac / ag) | 10.5k
↳ It wasn’t easy to leave your boyfriend of two years, but the constant lies made you question your relationship. You tried to move on, but you were somehow constantly tangled in his web. After being captured by an unknown, yet familiar, enemy, Jungkook wondered if he was doing the right thing by keeping his secret identity from you. Was it too late to come clean?
🕷️ To Have Known You (hc/f) | 1.6k
↳ You weren’t entirely surprised when Seoul’s masked-hero showed up at your window in the middle of the night–wounded and in need of some TLC.
🕷️ And if I did? (s/c) | 4.6k
↳ What’s a better way to celebrate moving into your new university dorm than spending it with your boyfriend, who happens to have some tricks up his sleeves...?
🕷️ Warning Signs (ac/ag/f) | 46.5k (7-part series)
↳ Spider-Man is a beacon of hope for most residents in Seoul; although, it causes you to feel a little useless to society. With determination to be a change in the world like your masked boyfriend, you find yourself involved in a secluded organization meant to eradicate underground gangs. However, you find yourself deeper than you expected—leaving Jungkook trying to discover who this “new you” is alone.
🕷️ Sticky Fingers (f/c) | 1.3k
↳ Jungkook believes participating in the egg hunt on campus gives him the excuse for cracking his Easter jokes.
🕸️ webisode: one (f/ag) | 756w
↳ The famous Spider-Man kiss transpires.
🕷️ Priority (ag/ac) | 3.0k
↳ Jungkook's too addicted to the chase.
🕷️ Seeing Double, Prepare for Trouble (s) | 8.9k
↳ It was no surprise to see multiple people dressed up as Spider-Man at the party. You were no exception. The difference was your costume was only meant for Jungkook’s eyes.
🕷️ everywhere you go (f) | 1k Celebration Post! 🎉 (sm au)
↳ Jungkook takes a vacation trip to New York.
🕷️ In Your Web (f/s) | 10k
↳ Jungkook’s nightly patrol should be focused on catching criminals. Instead, he’s too occupied with his girlfriend and his webs.
🕸 webisode: two (f) | 1k
↳ Jungkook speaks to you for the first time, and the outcome shocks him.
synopsis ; yoongi hasn't seen you in months. not since he forced you to flee from the city to keep you safe. when you come back with a thirst for his most dangerous secret, yoongi can't help but surrender to your illusions.
themes ; action, suggestive, drama, e2l? e2e? just know that they're enemies <3, villain au, vigilante au
words ; 1.9k
warnings / includes ; allusions to sex, mild cursing, descriptions of violence and injuries, oc is really morally ambiguous whoops, oc also has the power to cast illusions !
a/n ; this is sorta a backstory to yoongi's character in galvano but can most definitely be read as a stand-alone !! i think i might expand on these two characters in the near future o.o
masterlist.
There was a queer stillness to the air that didn’t sit well with Yoongi. The city was never this quiet. The streets were void of the usual honking cars and drunk townsfolk stumbling back home with an arm slung over their equally hammered friends. Even the neon lights were warbling strangely, as if he was watching the town through warped glass.
With a snarl, Yoongi unsheathed his daggers in but a heartbeat, pivoting away from the edge of the building to send the blades arcing through the air. The illusion that was folded so cleanly over his eyes seemed to fracture into a million pieces until it gave way to the real world, revealing the city he knew like the back of his palm. Sound flooded back into his senses, the lights were no longer distorted, and he caught sight of the bustling cars and passerby once more. The unsettling weight that sat on his shoulders lifted ever so slightly.
You stood in front of him with a malicious grin playing at the edge of your lips, his daggers twirling between your fingers. The light of the moon bathed you in a pale glow, casting deathly shadows over your sinister features. Yoongi hadn’t forgotten just how beautiful you were—and how deceiving you could be.
“Took you a while to notice,” you whispered almost coyly. Yoongi’s nose twitched in annoyance. “You losing your touch, Suga?”
“Don’t call me that,” he snapped with bared teeth, stalking forward until he was just an arm’s length away from you. If he wanted to, he could grab you by the forearm, dangle you off the edge of the building—be rid of all his worries. If he wanted to, he could tug you closer, wipe that smile clean off your face.
It infuriated him to no end when you preened at his rough tonality, circling him like a wolf would its prey. “Why? I don’t seem to recall you minding that little nickname when you shoved me into your bedroom and—”
A noise of discontentment left his throat as he dove forward, fishing out a pair of throwing stars that were slotted against his leg. Much to his dismay, you were faster, casting an illusion over his eyes once again, completely disappearing from his sight. Dazed, he wildly glanced around until he spotted you on the other side of the building’s rooftop. You flashed him another dazzling beam, lifting a hand to mockingly salute him.
“You lied to me,” he spat, jaw clenched. He remembered the day he found out you were part of a villainous organization as if it were yesterday. That inky black stain of resentment marring his conscience was still fresh and tarnishing.
An off-hand hum rumbled from your chest. “I didn’t cast a single illusion that night, Yoongi. That was all real.”
A jolt of uncertainty spidered through his veins at your words. “So you’re really an elementary teacher?”
When you tossed your head back to laugh, Yoongi shouldn’t have felt his heart skip a beat, resting an unsettling uncomfort upon his ribcage. “Pfft, no, of course not. I said I didn’t use my powers that night, not that I was being truthful about everything I said.”
The vigilante felt his eye twitch in unrestrained frustration. “What are you doing here?”
There it was. That evil grin that painted your lips a dangerous shade of carmine. “Visiting my favorite wannabe hero, of course. I missed you. We had a fun tussle last time we saw each other, hm?”
When was that? The time you stabbed his thigh? The time you kissed him until he was gasping for breath, then proceeded to shove him onto a busy highway? The time he put a bullet in your shoulder? The time the both of you broke each other’s noses and he threw you an ice pack before dashing away? All his encounters with you were bleeding together, stitched into one large mass of constant hurt. Constant yearning.
Not a second had passed before you were suddenly a hair’s breadth away from him, your nose almost brushing against his. He glared into your molten irises, loathing the fact that you smelled of fresh mint, repulsed at himself for breathing you in.
“When?” Yoongi grumbled, pupils flickering down to your lips.
“When what?”
“When was the last time we saw each other?”
You pulled out his dagger to drag feather-light along his cheekbone, but Yoongi didn’t bother batting you away, transfixed by the way you puckered your mouth to the side in thought. “Must be half a year by now. I remember because you looked real pretty laying in blood and snow. Tell me you missed getting your ass kicked.”
“Can’t say I have,” he retorted, to which you rolled your eyes to the starless sky.
“Liar.” The dagger was flipped away, sheathed into your boot. He’d never admit it, but you were right. He missed you more than you could ever comprehend, often staying up until the dead of night wondering where you were, what you were up to. But he remained silent, only watching as you walked your fingers up his kevlar suit, repressing a shiver when your nails dragged up his pectorals. The atmosphere seemed to shift ever so slightly, and in a brusque fashion, a knife suddenly appeared in your hand, pressed against his throat. A pearl of blood welcomed the sharp blade, but you didn’t press any further. “You’re a filthy liar. You told the news that I knew where the superhuman serum was. I got kicked out because of you, you know. Highest ranked assassin there was, thrown to the alleys. Trust me, if I knew where the damn serum was, I wouldn’t be here now. You told them just to drive me out of the city! You only want that serum all to yourself—!”
Amidst your angry ramble, Yoongi caught you off guard by striking you once in the abdomen, kicking the knife away so that it clattered off the edge of the building. It was interesting to hear that you were no longer part of the villainous organization, but still consciously chose to commit heinous crimes.
You dodged his second hit, but left your flank exposed just enough so he could grab your waist, shoving you a bit too roughly onto the ground, pinning you down with both his knees caging your limbs.
A salacious leer appeared on your face at the compromising position he placed you in. “Gosh, at least buy me dinner first!”
“Enough,” Yoongi commanded with a tone of finality, leaning down close enough so that his dark tendrils brushed against your own forehead. He was tired of your teasing. “I told the news to drive you out of the city, yes. I did it to protect you.”
“You and your protecting,” you spat, wriggling in his hold, but not making any actual effort to free yourself. “I’m sick of it. Sick of you, sick of this fruitless hunt for something that may not even exist, sick of living a lie—!”
The way he relinquished his grasp on you didn’t go unnoticed. You shoved at his form so that he landed on his hindquarters, grumbling under his breath. “Stop. Just stop, will you? Don’t you understand that if the serum gets in the wrong hands, the world would be in shambles? I can’t let that happen.”
Yoongi knew he should’ve kept his mouth shut as soon as your muscles visibly stiffened. It was a small detail, minuscule in change, but he noticed it nonetheless. Jerkily, you pushed yourself onto your feet, glaring at him with an intensity that was both as cold as being submerged into a frozen lake, and as heated as a million suns.
“You know where the serum is.”
He shouldn’t have said anything. You were always too smart for your own good. Cold dread frosted over his spine.
When he opted for silence, a look of betrayal melded your features into pure, unadulterated fury.
Yoongi wanted you to scream, cry, throw something at him. Instead, you spread your arms out, and the familiar sensation of another illusion blanketing his eyes with darkness made him call out your name, but his voice only ricocheted back to himself. He misliked hearing his own desperation taint his words.
“I should kill you,” your voice echoed in his ears. He could hear you but he couldn’t see you. He couldn’t see anything. Heart thrumming wildly against his ribcage, Yoongi blindly grappled for his weapons that were usually hidden in his suit, but found the holsters to be completely empty.
“You wouldn’t,” he seethed into the bleak oblivion.
“Don’t put your money on that,” you murmured. An invisible force snaked around his neck, applying just enough pressure to have him struggling for a breath. “We would’ve been so great together, Yoongi. Everybody painted me into some sort of villain. It’s only expected of them—I hurt, I maim, I kill. Now, this probably makes you the most stupid human alive, but you saw past all that. Perhaps you saw a bit of yourself in me, hm? That same darkness within you. But you save whoever needs saving, and I exterminate whoever needs exterminating. That’s what sets us apart.
“That serum would’ve been mine to destroy, don’t you understand? It’s the whole reason every person I’ve cared for in the past is gone now. You really think that by keeping it a secret, people won’t eventually find and use it for their own benefit? I thought you were smarter than this.”
Yoongi hesitated for a moment before thrashing wildly against the force, heaving a dry breath when you finally relinquished your hold on him. “I can’t trust you. Not ever again.”
The illusion gradually faded away, and Yoongi found himself back in the city, on top of the rooftop, with your face just inches away from his. “You’re a farce, Yoongi,” you said, venomous. It was quite ironic coming from you, who had the literal ability to fabricate lies in physical form. For some reason unbeknownst to him, those words stung him more than the cut you left across his throat. “You say you protect, but there won’t be a city left to protect once that serum is found. No number of daggers will let you slice your way out of this one.”
Shameful turmoil flourished within his chest. What was he supposed to say to that?
“I’ll be back,” you growled, glancing down at a watch on your wrist when it beeped thrice. “ If you’re not going to tell me where it is, I’ll find it myself. And if I don’t… you’ll rue the day I stand over the ruins of your precious city. Don’t miss me too much while I’m gone.”
“Wait—!” he called out, reaching forward to grapple at thin air, but you had already disappeared, blending yourself into the city’s nightlife. Where you were going, he wouldn’t ever know. Trying to keep up with you was like searching for a golden needle in a haystack. Virtually impossible.
In all his years of knowing the notorious villain, Yoongi had felt a great range of emotions for you. Anger, confusion, lust, amusement, frustration, on and on and on. But never was he afraid of you.
Yoongi was stricken upon realizing that, for the first time since he’s met you, he was utterly terrified.
Every year, on 13th June, he went to the graveyard. To remember. To forget. To say thank you. To regret. To let the tears fall and laugh with them.
HOSEOK
✒ Secret Santa ☀
secret santa!Hoseok x OC
“Your Secret Santa will wait for you at the rooftop garden at 4pm. Don’t make him wait for long. Merry Christmas!”
✒ Manly man ☀
boyfriend!Hoseok x female!reader
It was our first date with Hoseok and the first Halloween that we spent together. Maybe it wasn’t the best idea to choose this day for our very first rendezvous but at least I found out what kind of guy Jung Hoseok really was.
✒ Never 🌪
Hoseok x OC
She was so pure and innocent like a magnificent dandelion growing during the most terrifying storm of the year. He was wild and passionate like an expressionist painting with its lively colours and fathomless lines. It was in his nature to hurt whoever was close to him but she wasn’t afraid to taste the poisoned apple.
JIMIN
✒ The night of fears 🌪
Jimin x OC
A certain demon is searching for souls on 31st October, hoping that he can collect 31 by the end of the day. Needless to say, it’s not safe to walk in a graveyard at this time of the year.
✒ a flower that can’t bloom 🌪
wedding dance teacher!Jimin x OC
When the wedding dance teacher falls in love with the bride.
JUNGKOOK
✒ Smile for me → 1 / 2 / 3 / 4 / 5 / 6 / 7 ☀
wedding photographer!Jungkook x Nam Jia (OC)
A photographer and a girl who hates being photographed.
✒ That damn thing we call love → 1 / 2 / 3 / 4 ☀
Jungkook x OC
Boy meets that damn thing we call love.
✒ In between 🌪
Jungkook x BTS (no pairing)
WINGS-inspired drabble
✒ Parapraxis ☀
boyfriend!Jungkook x reader
When even the most trivial things seem fun with your boyfriend, Jeon Jungkook.
NAMJOON
✒ Disastrous → 1 / 2 / 3 / 4 / 5 / 6 / 7 / 8 ☀
best friend!Namjoon x OC
An arranged holiday with my best friend to a breath-taking island? What could actually go wrong? In my case, the question is, what didn’t go wrong?
✒ still disastrous (sequel to disastrous) ☀
boyfriend!Namjoon x OC
Gu Dasom thought that nothing was more disastrous than going on a holiday with her best friend - Namjoon. She was wrong. Living with him - now best friend turned boyfriend - was way more disastrous.
✒ control 🌪
slam poet!Namjoon (no pairing)
Nobody knew his name when he first walked up to the stage, but everyone knew it when he walked down.
SEOKJIN
✒ Case of emergency → 1 / 2 / 3 / 4 / 5 ☀
vet!Seokjin x female!reader/you
Dr. Kim Seokjin is the most perfect vet that you could ask for. Even if you think that he’s more in love with your dog than with you.
✒ flavour to my fantasy ☀
food vlogger!Jin x vegan restaurant owner!OC (Jang Nara)
Kim Seokjin is an aspiring food vlogger, loved by thousands on all social media platforms. While he marvels around Seoul one day, he enters a burger place where he meets Jang Nara and a whole new culinary experience begins.
✒ promises for pride → past days / present days 🌪 ♦
prince!Seokjin x princess!OC (later Pride!Seokjin)
Beware of promises. You never know what they might turn you into.
Also; the downfall of a prince and his way of becoming one of the Seven Deadly Sins.
✒ measure of life 🌪 ♥
uni student!Jin x uni student!OC (Luda)
“I wish I could have your will-power,” she mentioned almost in awe, and in that moment, Luda understood that they would never get it. Never.
TAEHYUNG
✒ Innocence 🌪
Taehyung x BTS (no pairing)
WINGS-inspired drabble
✒ Let Fortuna mess with you (maybe she will do good in the end) ☀
uni student!Taehyung x female reader/you
You never thought that you would be required to date three guys for a university course but you can’t do anything about it. A bet is a bet.
✒ of high school & musicals ☀
basketball player!Taehyung x new student!Aera (OC)
You have the captain of the Busan High basketball team and the new student of his class, plus one very random karaoke night, and a whole new revolution at school is born.
YOONGI
✒ Another broken star 🌪
Yoongi x OC
They say that eyes are windows to the soul. Every single time she looked into Min Yoongi’s eyes, she was mesmerized.
✒ Walking on thin ice → I. / II. / III. / IV. / V. / VI. / VII. 🌪 ☀ ♦
Jack Frost!Yoongi x Elsa!Joohyun (Red Velvet’s Irene)
Baleful powers and icy hearts collide and no one knows what would come out of it. A girl who doesn’t want to be seen and a boy who desperately wants to be seen.
✒ love is a crime ☀
crime writer!Yoongi x tour guide!reader/you
Europe is a hidden diamond with many beautiful places, attracting millions and millions of tourists every year. Can a crime writer with tsundere heart finally find himself in one of these cities? Can a tour guide who doesn’t really know the definition of home finally feel herself at home?
✒ call me, beep me ☀
Yoongi x reader/you
When you’re a superhero in disguise and your best friend is the next victim of a rising criminal, so you try to save him before it’s too late.
Or: Yoongi has to run a lot and he doesn’t like it.
~summary: when a group of strangers washes up in your village, your trepidation is justified. Surrounded by forest here, no one goes in and no one goes out. How will you fare when you take in the new arrivals?
~pairing: seokjin x reader (gn)
~word count: 6.9k
~fantasy au, strangers to lovers, angst, fluff
~rating: pg15
~warnings: weapons, monsters, blood, injury, past character death, major character death (sort of)
~a/n: I wrote this fic to wish a wonderful happy birthday to the amazing @aroseforyoongi !!! thank you so much for being the most wonderful mom to @thebtswritersclub and for all the fun times we have had! I wish you the best of birthdays, even if this fic is sort of revenge for breaking my heart so many times with your writing.
also I definitely didn’t get the wrong date for your birthday and bash this out in a day... nooo (I did absolutely do this so please ignore any errors, I have not proofread)
The sound of yelling accompanied the thunder of your feet down the stairs.
It wasn’t often that such a commotion was heard in your sleepy town, but what you had seen a moment ago from your window had you running immediately.
“Stay back!”
“Please, he’s wounded-“
“We mean no harm!”
“I’m sure you don’t sonny, now get away or I’ll shoot you! I’ll do it!”
Throwing open your front door, you raced towards the voices, alarmed at the rising volume. Rounding the corner as fast as you could, you spilled out into the square, a small group of people you didn’t recognise crowded by the old gate. Long since abandoned, it was swamped in ivy, tendrils of which blew into their faces as three townsfolk pushed them back.
Your eyes widened on seeing Cribbons, the eldest man in the village, brandishing a rusting pistol at the strangers.
“Are you sure you want to do that?” one of the strangers stepped forwards, the warning in his voice as clear as his hand began unsheathing a sword from his belt.
Gasping, you dashed across the remaining distance between you and the group.
“What’s going on?” you exclaimed, coming to a stop directly between the two parties.
Eyeing the new people, you saw them do the same, wary of you. But before either of you could speak, Cribbons was talking.
“They came in from the forest!”
Looking between both parties, you could only gape.
“They- that’s not possible,” you shook your head.
“It’s true, we all saw it!” Cribbons snarled, “we’re just trying to send them back where they came from.”
Frown deepening, you cast your eyes over the group that had appeared, apparently from Midbleak forest. Now you were closer, you could see one of them was seated, slumping against the crumbling gatepost. Their hands clutched at their leg, which you were shocked to see bleeding profusely.
Another stranger was supporting them, and now looked around at you.
Drawing in a breath, you found yourself unable to look away from the man, his large eyes beseeching you. Strikingly handsome, he rose to his feet to address you with a small bow.
“Please,” he spoke, “we are all in need of rest. And somewhere for my friend to heal. We mean you and your town no harm.”
Silence reigned and you realised each person was awaiting and answer from you. As the town’s apothecary, you technically had some level of authority, but it was never usually necessary to gather respect given the (usually) peaceful nature of your dwelling.
For now, though, you were grateful for your position, and turned to the new arrivals.
“I apologise for the behaviour of the townspeople,” you began with a sideways glance at Cribbons, “and welcome you to Midbleak. We are not… accustomed to having visitors. But I can make space for you, if you follow me.”
Bowing again, the man thanked you. Quickly turning to aid his friend who still leaned heavily against him, your eyes never strayed from his form until another of the party blocked your view.
“Thank you for your kindness,” he smiled, dimples showing.
“Don’t mention it,” you returned the smile, “we best get moving.”
A crowd had gathered, unsurprising given that nothing of note ever happened here. Ushering the newcomers away, you did your best to shield them from the staring eyes looking on from every window.
Once inside, you allowed the group to settle in your front room. There were seven of them, meaning most had to seat themselves at various places on the floor or your windowsills, in any space not occupied by your herbs or potions. Since you lived alone, you had never prepared for this much company.
The injured man, introduced to you as Taehyung, was granted the entire settee. Disappearing to your supply larder, you tried not to think of the bloodstains you would have to wash off later.
Returning with bandages and ointment, you realised you hadn’t offered them anything to eat or drink. It had been such a long time since you had entertained others that the manners your brother always taught you had almost slipped your mind.
“I’m so sorry,” you garbled, depositing your armful of supplies beside the settee, “would any of you like tea? Or, um, I’m sure I could find something to eat-“
“You’ve done enough,” a hand rested on your shoulder, bringing your attention to the man who spoke to you earlier. “Allow me to make some tea, if you have it, but our Taehyungie needs you most right now.”
“Of course,” you hastily agreed, and set to work.
Directing the man to your stove, you made quick work of patching up Taehyung. It wasn’t often you had to deal with ailments more severe than a sprained muscle, but wounds like this were something you could never forget.
Before you knew it, a warm mug was being pressed into your hands. Taehyung had fallen asleep, but on looking around, you found all the others gratefully drinking as well.
“Thank you…” you trailed off.
“Seokjin,” he prompted, “Kim Seokjin.”
“Thank you, Seokjin,” you smiled as he settled beside you, “my name’s Y/N, by the way.”
“This tea is great,” another spoke.
Thanking him, you explained that you grew all your ingredients yourself.
“Do you… do you think we might be able to take some with us?”
The man who spoke was the same who threatened to draw his sword in the square, and you frowned.
“Jungkook,” Seokjin scolded from beside you, “we’ll buy it off them at a fair price, given what they’ve done for us.”
“S-sorry,” you interjected, “but what to you mean ‘to take with you’? You’re not… going somewhere?”
“We’ll stay here for as long as we need to rest and for Tae to heal,” the dimpled man told you, “but then we will be leaving.”
You stared in horror.
“…leaving?”
“Yes, you see, we were on our way across the forest when we got delayed,” Seokjin explained, “we got lost and ended up here. So as soon as we can, we’ll try to find our original path.”
“But-but,” you spluttered, “no one leaves here! You can’t!”
“We have to,” Jungkook’s voice was terse.
“No one goes into the forest,” you matched his tone, a warning.
“Calm down, Kook,” the boy beside him held up a hand, then turned to you with a tilt of his head. “Why does no one go into the forest?”
“No one ever comes back.”
“We managed to get in, didn’t we?” one of the others argued.
“And that’s exactly why the people here are afraid of you,” you countered, “but it’s not like you came out unscathed.”
Mulling over your words, you saw defeat paint his features. The dimpled man spoke instead.
“We might be able to help.”
“Help?” you raised your eyebrows.
“Yes. I’m Kim Namjoon, and my party have had many successes against beasts, demons, and all sorts. I’m sure we can figure out what has happened to your town, and free you.”
In your cup, the liquid rippled slightly as your hands trembled around it. Slowly, you began to shake your head, the motion soon becoming vehement.
“No.” you said firmly, “you don’t understand-“
Your feet were already beneath you, taking you further from this group of delusional adventurers. In the doorway, you stopped, eyeing them fearfully for a second.
“No one goes into the woods.”
You turned on your heel, feet pounding up the stairs until your bedroom door slammed behind you.
Forcing yourself to lower your hands from where they raked over your scalp, you ceased your pacing. As you stood, sucking in deep breaths in some futile attempt to calm yourself, your eyes finally came to rest on your nightstand.
Your steps forward were softer now. You weren’t conscious of the sad smile that slipped onto your lips as your fingers came to caress the small vase of flowers that always stood there. Their petals were soft against the pads of your fingertips, but still firm with life.
You swallowed against the lump in your throat.
Letting your hand fall, you sunk onto your bed. Perhaps you should try to think of a way to tell the party downstairs to forget their death wish, or to get out.
Then again, why should you care if they want to go and get themselves killed? They only just turned up, and you had no obligation to them.
A gentle rap at the door lulled you from your reverie. Turning, you called for whoever-it-was to enter. You weren’t sure who you could expect, but of all the group, it was a relief to see that Jin was on the other side of the door.
Pushing it open cautiously, he only trod a couple of steps into the room. His eyes fixed on you where you sat with your back to him, not bothering to get up and instead only glancing over your shoulder.
Briefly smiling, he bobbed his head in a bow before speaking.
“Are you alright?”
Hi voice was as soft as his words, taking you somewhat by surprise.
“Where are the others?” you deflected.
“Most of them have gone to get supplies from the town. Taehyung’s still sleeping. I came to check if you were okay,” he pressed.
“Yes. Thank you,” you turned your eyes back to the floor in front of you, “I-I just- a lot has happened – you lot turn up, and now there’s talk of the… the woods…”
“I understand.” You heard the creaking of your floorboards, soon feeling the bed dip beside you, the warmth of his body very close. “Or at least, I can try to. I don’t mean to worry you… if you want us to leave, I’ll get the others to comply.”
“I appreciate it,” you sighed, then throwing your hands out in frustration, “but your friend still isn’t well. Where else can your group of idiots go if not into the death-trap outside the gates?”
Laughter beside you made you look around. His laugh wasn’t elegant, but it was full of joy and left it impossible for you not to chuckle with him.
When he calmed down, he looked back at you. The proximity startled you; even with splotches of red on his face post-laughter, you were struck again by his beauty. Light creases still resided by his brilliant eyes as he held your gaze.
“I won’t argue with that description of us,” he smirked, “but I really think we can help. I know whatever is out there must be scary, if it’s stopped anyone leaving this place. But we only want to help you. Is there nothing you miss from the outside?”
Unconsciously, your eyes slid to the flowers standing proud on your dresser.
“I don’t even remember what lies beyond the woods,” you confessed.
“Then wouldn’t you like to see?”
A look back showed Jin still staring at you with hopeful eyes that cracked your heart a little bit.
“We shouldn’t hope like this,” you smiled apologetically, “it’s just too risky.”
Dropping it for now, he grimaced slightly. Your heart ached even at the small sign of hurt on his face. Before you could say anything, however, he was swiftly moving on.
“But we can stay with you?”
“Yes,” you agreed, “I don’t have too much space, but you can fit three of four in here, and the others should be alright downstairs.”
“We’re much obliged,” he smiled, and you couldn’t get enough of the happy creases forming by his eyes. “But what about you? I wouldn’t like to deprive you of a place to sleep.”
“It’s okay,” you assured him, “there’s one more room I can use.”
Jin was the perfect gentleman, helping you set out the space before returning downstairs. Without even asking, he was preparing tea, insisting it was the least he could do. And as the others returned with jokes on their lips and hands full of things they had bought, you saw the way he laughed with them like they were brothers.
You found you didn’t mind having them there so much, after all. Even when they grumbled or snapped, it was never long before they fell back into familiar banter, and it was like having a family again.
For a few days, a sort of routine was established. Namjoon always hoped to gather ‘information’ on whatever evil was surrounding your town. Some went with him, others went to the gate.
Taehyung was soon well again, although you weren’t sure if that was a good thing. His regaining health was proving injurious to you, given the stress he caused. If he was still struck down, Jin wouldn’t have to fret over him so many times as he wandered stubbornly into the woods, always to become lost and end up back in the town.
But you couldn’t deny that life was certainly more lively.
One constant, however, was Seokjin. He went out the least, electing to stay and help you. It became something you looked forward to: the house emptying of others so you could drink tea and talk, or take him on small tours around your favourite parts of town.
It was pleasing to see the villagers become a little more accustomed to the new additions, too.
“You look so happy these days,” the baker told you as Jin picked out his favourite bread somewhere behind you.
At the time, you merely blushed as you thanked your friend, but on the short journey home, you realised it was true. Jin was rambling on about the time Jungkook had taken an axe to a waterfall that annoyed him once, another story of outside the woods to bring a grin to your face.
Pushing open the door for you back home, Jin held it open for you to go first. But just as you crossed the threshold, words met your ears that took your smile away in an instant.
“We’re thinking of going tomorrow.”
Whirling around, you stared in disbelief. Jin shuffled his feet, reluctant to meet your eye.
“You’re still thinking about going into those woods?” you exclaimed, incredulous.
“Yes…” he cocked his head, looking away, “we have to keep moving.”
Torn between stepping towards him or backing away, you stayed rooted to your spot.
“But… don’t you like it here? Are you not happy?”
When he looked up, his big eyes stole the breath from you. Behind a watery coating that welled up there, he looked so wounded. But, pressing his lips together, a corner dared to lift into a hopeful smile.
“…come with us?”
You inhaled sharply.
“No,” you shook your head firmly, “can’t you just stay here?”
“I’m sorry, Y/N,” he pleaded, “but if the others are going, so am I. They’re my brothers.”
“You’ll never make it out alive!” you raised your voice, breathing heavily. But all that was betrayed by the way your voice overflowed and cracked, tears springing to your eyes that you blinked away.
“Don’t be like this, please,” he was calmer, stepping forwards and reaching out a hand…
It drew towards you and you so desperately wanted to take it, to fling yourself into his arms and feel him safe around you- but he was still leaving. You couldn’t change his mind. And if he was leaving you couldn’t allow him to take your heart with him.
You shied back, flinching from his hand. In turn, Jin froze, staring at you with such pain in his eyes that you couldn’t bear to look – and so you didn’t.
Turning away, you fled up the stairs.
“Y/N!” he called from behind you.
Hurriedly depositing the bags on your table, he dashed to follow you, reaching the room you had been sleeping in just as the door swung shut in his face. He had never been in there, but didn’t think twice about pushing the door open to get to you.
Calling your name again, he could barely blink before your teary face was in view, close as you tried to push the door closed again.
“Leave!” you begged, trying to inject as much venom into your wavering voice as you could.
“Y/N, please, I don’t want to go like this-“ Jin struggled to say, to make himself heard as you pushed the door back, “I want you to come with me! I don’t want to leave you behind, goddammit, because I don’t want to be without you! I love you!”
Ceasing in your every move as his words sunk in, your trembling frame pressed against the door. Closing your eyes, your face screwed up as juddery breaths left you. You could practically feel your heart shattering while he waited in silence for any response.
“Get out,” your voice was low, not daring to be louder.
Through the small crack remaining between the door and its frame, Jin watched you but didn’t move.
“I’m sorry,” he breathed, “I shouldn’t- if you don’t feel the same-“
Casting your eyes heavenwards, you tried to form words, anything that would explain to him what was running through your head.
“No, Jin-“ you interjected, “I do! I do feel the same, I-I… that’s why I would rather you go.”
“But, Y/N,” he frowned, “if you love me, then let’s go! We can see the world together, we can do all the things I’ve been telling you about.”
“No,” you finally found your voice firmer, “because I l- because of how I feel, I don’t want to see you go into those woods. I don’t want to lose you.”
A beat as he sighed.
“I have to go… these boys are my brothers. Do you know how it feels, to have a family? Whether by blood or not, that is important. Can’t you understand that?”
For the first time, you finally raised your eyes to meet his, exhaling shakily.
“I know what it feels like to have a family…” your voice was quiet as you tried to spit the words out, “and so I know how it feels when that is all lost. If you go into that forest, you’ll watch them die. If you love them as much as you say, you wouldn’t let them go there.”
“Because I love them, that’s why I have to go with them,” he insisted, “I’ll be beside them and I won’t let them die. If anything comes for them, I’ll be in its way.”
“So your mind is made up,” you whispered with a small nod, “then why are you still here?”
After a brief pause, you felt a small push against the door instead of a response.
“Won’t you let me in?” he asked softly.
Resolve crumbling, you finally stepped back. As the door fell open without resistance, you sucked in a breath and held it, watching as he finally laid eyes on the space.
Around him, he could barely see the walls through the greenery erupting at every corner. But these couldn’t be plants for your apothecary – he would recognise those. No, these looked to be just for decoration.
Dotted around the foliage, from the leafy stems at the sides to the smaller pots lining every surface, were flowers of all kinds. Just like the ones in the vase in your room, that had never moved even now that four boys were sleeping there.
While his head turned this way and that, taking in the multitude of plants, his mouth formed words never spoken, unsure what to say. In the end, he settled for-
“What is this?”
Finally meeting your eyes, he awaited your explanation.
“This… was my brother’s room,” you spread your arms out, indicating the space as you continued, voice flat and dejected, “he loved flowers. He would always bring some back to me when he went out to the forest… He was one of the people who tried to defend the forest. Since people started going missing, all the men of the town joined together to try and defeat whatever foe was troubling us…
“But then the same thing happened to them. He was so eager to protect us, have an adventure… and so confident. And of course, he was my older brother, so I believed him. On the day he left, he gave me that vase of flowers, and told me to wait for him at dinner. Only, they never returned. A handful made it back, terrified and telling about how they fought but were defeated, and they had no choice but to run. No one dared collect the bodies, or…”
Your breathing shuddered, throat constricting as you spoke, but only now did a sob cut you off.
Instantly beside you, Jin’s arms circled you without hesitation, pulling you to his chest. You couldn’t resist if you tried, falling into them as you collected yourself.
“Shh, I’m so sorry,” he was muttering into your hair, pressing small kisses there between his comfort, “I’m sorry, I’m here, it’s okay.”
Bringing your arms around his middle in return, you held him fiercely.
At last, when you were able to draw a breath, you pulled your face away to look him in the eye.
“Come with me,” you said. Before he could question, you were grabbing his hand, leading him resolutely to the back corner of the room. As you got closer, however, it became clear it went further then he could initially see.
“This,” you sniffed, still wiping at your eyes, “is my teleportation circle. You can come here anytime-“
Dropping his hand, you walked forwards, crouching to wipe dust from the surface so the sigils around the edge could be clearly read.
“-I haven’t used it in some time. It doesn’t function between here and outside the woods, so I’m not sure if it will even help…”
Trailing off, you turned to find him watching you fondly.
“You have to be safe,” you said.
“I will be.”
Despite the darkness around you, your eyes were wide open. You should be asleep, you knew that much, but they certainly weren’t considering closing any time soon.
Jin may have told you to take care as his friends waited at the door, leaving you with one last (and your first) kiss.
It was partly that moment keeping you up; if you closed your eyes, maybe the night wouldn’t disappear from your grasp and wake you up further in time from Jin and his perfect smile, with your memory of his pillowy lips moulding to yours just right fading. No, you wanted this to live in your head for as long as you could, dedicating the still of night to replaying the moment, wishing for it not to just be in your head anymore.
Jin promised he would be alright. He promised to come back, but your little faith had not backed off. It was too late for you to save your poor heart, however, and that was mostly why you had yet to fall into the clutches of slumber.
Somewhere out there in the woods right now, Jin was probably lost, possibly fighting.
Tossing your body over, you looked out into the room, rows of plants and flowers barely discernible in the pitch black. You had remained in your brother’s old room, unable to face the emptiness of your own which was so recently filled with life.
But though you refused to let yourself cling to any stupid, childish hope, there was clearly still a child within you as your thoughts flitted unbidden to Jin’s face, the way he would smile when he saw you again.
Your sleep-deprived mind could only fight off that child for so long.
That child, that had believed your brother’s bold confidence. That had dreamed of fighting too. You had wailed and complained that day, wanting to go with him, inspired with the same flame as him to fight for your town.
But that fire was snuffed out with him.
Still staring ahead, only the empty room greeted you. The house was too quiet. Over the past week or so, the boys had been courteous and tried to be silent at night, but at the very least there was always some giggling, some whispers or floorboards creaking as they probably snuck out to pilfer some snacks.
At least you had known you were not alone.
But you had been by yourself for so long, why did it taste so bitter now?
Just as you were longing for some activity in your barren house, a sound startled you. Jerking upright immediately, you were instantly aware how close the sound was, a sort of whooshing that is soon joined by a flaring light.
Scrambling from beneath your covers, you threw your hands up to shield your eyes that have been in darkness for some hours.
“Y/N?”
The call echoed through the entire house, even though you were in the same room. You were sure you must be dreaming. That’s Jin’s voice.
Dropping your arms, your eyes searched the space in a second.
Sure enough, there he is.
Your mouth hung open, a gasping mix between a sob and a laugh escaping as he rushed over to you from your teleportation circle in the corner.
“Jin?” you dared to smile as he approached.
But then you saw his face.
“Do you have healing potions?” he asked, voice raw with desperation, “we need medicine, a-and bandages, and anything you have-“
Nodding, you instantly complied, not needing to question his motive. Grasping his hand (and oh god it’s real and he’s still alive and with you-) you dashed down the stairwell, hurrying to gather supplies with him hot on your tail.
“What’s going on?” you panted as you raced back up the stairs, arms full, “what did you find?”
Kicking the door open none too gently, Jin spared you a glance.
“It’s a beholder. It’s clearly been ravaging your forest for a long time now, and it’s powerful. I’m sure that’s what’s blocking any magical connection with the outside, too.”
You had read about beholders somewhere before. Magical monsters with too many eyes, destroying all but the most powerful in its path. That was surely not something the party would dare to face.
“So you’re coming back?”
“No,” he stopped, right outside your circle, to look at you, “we got away, but most of us are hurt. Now we know what it is, if we track it down again, we can put a stop to this.”
How a grin adorned his face, you had no idea. His friends were in the middle of danger, on the verge of death, and he still had hope.
“That’s…”
You didn’t know what it was.
Your town, free? It was beyond your imagination. Of course it was what you all dreamed of, but never dared to believe could come true.
Taking a deep breath, your eyes travelled from the man in front of you to the flowers surrounding you here.
You stood a little taller.
“I’ll come with you.”
Jin’s eyes bulged, freezing as he stepped into the circle.
“What?”
“I said I’ll come with you,” you repeated, stepping right in after him, “it’s time to stand up for my village.”
A full-watt grin broke onto his face then, and if it wasn’t for the supplies filling his arms, he would have swept you into them. Instead, he settled for surging forwards, lips pressing eagerly into yours.
Eyes sliding closed, your heart took off in somersaults as the moment you had never thought you would see again repeated, his soft lips calming any nerves with the fire it lit up in you. Too soon, he was pulling back, and you chased after him for one last peck.
Giddy smiles on your faces despite the minefield you were heading into, you broke apart at last.
Around you, the circle burst into life. Shooting from the floor, light cut through your vision, soon engulfing you as the distantly familiar feeling of the world shifting around you took over your being.
Once it settled again, light retracting back into the earth at your feet, the world was dark once more. This time, though, the darkness was more encompassing, thick tree trunks standing between the forest floor and the moon, uncompromising.
A smaller light emerged, blinking into life above your head.
Looking around, you caught the tail end of Jin muttering another incantation, before he and the light were moving forwards into the forest.
Treading in his wake, your head never stayed still, searching the darkness around you constantly as you wove through the trees. Every time Jin disappeared behind one, you would scurry to keep up, heart accelerating in your chest as the darkness encroached again.
Thankfully, it wasn’t long before you reached another light between the trees, hovering above the familiar group of men.
Jin was already on the ground, tending to Jimin, so you followed his lead and headed for Jungkook. On your way, you handed some bottles to Yoongi, kneeling beside Namjoon. All of them looked worn-out, slumped against the coarse bark with bruises blooming on exposed skin.
Jungkook was unusually quiet, eyelids drooping as you crouched beside him. A gash was bleeding along his collarbone. Dabbing at it, you shook him gently, instructing him to down one of your potions as soon as he seemed alert enough.
It seemed to revive him somewhat, although this had the unfortunate effect that he was more alert to the pain as you patched him up.
But you were experienced, and it was quick work. Soon enough you were also sitting back, looking around the party. They seemed a little more at ease now. You were happy you were able to help them. Even from such a short time around these men, you had grown attached, and now you were sure they could be a family, just as Jin had told you.
“We’ll take a few hours,” Namjoon was telling everyone, “then we’ll go and hunt for that thing again. This time we’ll be more prepared.”
Agreeing, everyone began to settle down. Making his way over to you, Jin eased himself to the floor too, making your heart soar as he tucked himself behind you, arms circling you from behind.
Closing his eyes peacefully, he tucked his chin over your shoulder, muttering against your neck.
“I’m glad you came. You’re so brave.”
“Oh, shush,” you sank back into his arms.
Barely a moment later, though, and he was stiffening, sitting upright behind you. His arms dropped from their place, head lifting away from you.
“Hey,” you groaned from the loss of comfort, only to be hushed.
“No, really, shush,” he hissed at your affronted look, eyes already far away, scanning the trees.
Turning your attention to the forest yourself, you heard what must have frightened him. Not too far away, a splintering ricocheted through the trees.
“Hey, guys,” Jin’s voice carried through the secluded space easily, but just as a few heads perked up, the cracking sound swelled in a deafening crescendo, culminating in a resounding thud.
Jin was on his feet, and he wasn’t the only one.
“It’s here,” Namjoon’s voice was bracing.
Rising to stand as well, your eyes traced the path of a light sent up by Jimin. Ascending through the trees, blinking as it crossed branches, eventually a silhouette made itself known.
That was certainly no tree.
Another cacophony announced the falling of a second tree as the shape advanced further into the pool of light, seizing the breath in your lungs. The creature didn’t even touch the ground, hovering instead as it bulldozered any tree standing in its path.
Scattering, you followed Jin through the trees to avoid its advance, but you could never escape its gaze. Worse than anything you could imagine just reading about this monster, it had eyes protruding from its sickening mass of a body, which also held a grotesquely large eye above a gaping mouth of fangs.
“We discussed a plan,” Jin hissed in your ear as he positioned himself in front of you, hands already balling in front of him, a light forming within as he prepared to attack, “we’ll hit it long enough for Jungkook and Taehyung to get close. They’re the best warriors, and they can chop off some of the eyes. It gets weak quickly, so we just have to stay alive and buy as much time as we can.”
Nodding quickly, you also readied a spell.
The first beam of light shot through the night from between trees somewhere on the beast’s other side. It spun, furious roar gargling from its belly, but Jin had already shot from beside you.
Reeling from the fire that struck it, the awful mass of eyes flailed, and another cry was drawn just after you caught sight of a shadow below the beast, a glint of metal slicing through the air.
“Nice,” Jin muttered, darting behind the trunk of a tree.
For once, you didn’t follow. Stepping resolutely into the space, face set, you raised your hands, light firing from your palms in bursts. It had been a while since you practised magic this way, but you had no time to doubt yourself before the creature was bellowing again, turning your way-
Ducking behind a tree, your eyes met Seokjin’s where he stood pressed against the next one.
You couldn’t help the grin bursting onto your face, mirrored by his own.
Behind you, the night lit up with flashes that bathed the trees around you, illuminating the deep blackness. A shadow with too many limbs writhed among the branches, mingled with loud and angry roars.
The monster began to retreat.
Already missing several eyes, thick blood sliding down its body, it sent out a blast of its own. Above you, the tree branches ignited, crashing down in flames just as your feet raced away, jumping over thick tree roots.
“Let’s get on the other side of it,” Jin urged, an arm finding its way around your back as you darted together through the undergrowth.
Still running, he sent another bolt flying towards the beast, knocking it into a large tree which creaked, slowly beginning to topple to the forest floor.
In panic, your eyes searched the ground around it as your feet came to a stop in what had become a clearing due to the fallen trees. The others seemed unscathed from this distance, all of them racing to join you, surrounding the monster.
Before the beast could act, you were firing again. Barely hitting as you caught your breath from your previous sprint, you caught it nonetheless, giving enough space for Taehyung to lunge forwards again, taking a leap and succeeding in hacking off an eye.
Wincing, you flinched back from the appendage as it crashed to the ground, but a whoosh of magic was already being fired again, fight still not ceasing.
As it weakened, though, the monster was becoming more enraged. Growling, it lashed out, colossal teeth gnashing towards the fighter who had just robbed it of an eye. Tripping over a gnarled root, Taehyung was inches from the clash of the beast’s teeth as he fell, but soon the thing was spinning again.
With horror, you found the target it had selected next. Apparently Jungkook had seen a way in when the creature was diverted, but as his sword raised, the eye in question swivelled to focus directly on him.
Eyes widening, you saw the beast rear back in slow-motion, preparing its attack but your feet were glued to the ground, rendering you helpless as the split second played out like an hour in front of you, magic sparking and fizzling through the air towards the youngest-
“Jungkook!”
It wasn’t until the cry met your ears that you realised Jin had left your side, speeding across the clearing.
Then time hit you like a train, every moment rushing by in a blink as you cried Jin’s name, raising your hand on instinct, summoning your magic without a thought.
Nothing happened.
Blinking in surprise, you looked at your hand, feeling the magic flow towards it and… stop.
A faint glow surrounded you, emanating from the beast’s eye, holding you still, keeping your magic captive within you as you watched Jin jump at his younger brother-
The bolt of magic sliced through the air. Jin was in front of Jungkook. The blow cut the darkness, driving straight into his chest, both men flung backwards from the impact.
Movement.
You saw it as the glow finally released you, too late. Stumbling forwards, your feet had to remind themselves how to move but then they were overtaking each other in haste until you crashed to your knees at Jin’s side.
The movement had been Jungkook.
He fought his way from underneath Jin, who merely flopped to the side.
“Jin!” your voice came out an unstable cry, alien to your ears. Jungkook beside you was frozen, watching as you tugged his friend, his brother over onto his back, only to be met with an unseeing face.
No response.
Shaking him, desperate, raw pleas falling over and over from your lips, you already knew it was too late. The blazing lights still flashing through the night only lit up paling skin, your hands as they searched his neck for the steady pulse of life that it never found.
Tears burned down your cheeks long before you were even aware of them.
And then they were soaking, breath refusing to enter your lungs as you gasped, hands now surrounding you, the night still. That cool light Jimin cast earlier was the only thing hanging over the scene as the boys gathered round.
Taehyung sheathed his bloody sword, the giant forgotten where it lay on the ground somewhere behind you.
All you could see was Jin’s face. He did what he said he would do: get in the way of that monster and his brothers.
The boys held each other. They even held you, although it was not the same. Just a hand on your shoulder, a pat on your back.
You could go with them.
You went back to your town.
The house was empty again, and your kitchen began to fill with tea, just as the room upstairs stacked with plants. You made Jin’s favourite mixtures, and they sold well.
You never drank them.
Your house was still again. The darkness was never alive. You were alone.
And no matter how hard you wished, you would never conjure the feeling of his lips on yours. He would never turn up just as you needed him.
The circle in your brother’s room gathered dust again.
People flooded from the village, his name on their lips, their saviour.
You would walk to the gates often. Sometimes you strayed into the woods. You cared for the fire he had reignited within you, wanting to keep him with you in some way.
But the baker didn’t think you looked happy anymore.
You sold your potions, accepted adventurers that came more often now, but you stayed out of their way. And at night, you would be encased by a glow as you kicked and screamed with magic frozen in your veins. You never did escape it.
Seven sets of eyes blinked at you from around the table. Their mouths hung open in something akin to horror.
Your face was split in an irresistible grin.
“…you actually killed me?”
A bubble of laughter finally rose, spilling from your lips at the sight of Seokjin’s enraged expression.
“That was traumatic,” Yoongi sat back in his chair as you calmed down from your laughter.
“But I was gonna spend my life with your npc!” Jin argued, hand slapping the tabletop, “or do you not want to be with me?”
“That’s probably why she had to kill you, hyung,” Jimin hid a giggle behind his hand, “we already have enough members in this campaign.”
“Yah!” Jin spluttered, face reddening, “b-but, why kill me? And not them?”
“Rude!” you pressed a hand to your heart, pausing where you were shuffling away your pages of campaign notes. “Did you not have fun being my boyfriend, Jin?”
“Yeah, you seemed to be having great fun,” Taehyung smirked, jabbing at Jin with his elbow.
“Just say you want to date and go,” Namjoon agreed, shaking his head in exasperation.
Jin pouted, only eliciting more laughter from the group as he folded his arms.
“Shut it, you lot!” he complained.
Eventually, your friends were filing out of your house, thanking you between laughter for another good campaign and the promise to play again the same time next week. Only one lingered by your doorway.
“I can’t believe you really killed me off,” Jin spoke.
“Cut it out,” you chuckled, “I know you’ll miss being my lover terribly, but I’m sure you can manage.”
He eyed you as you kicked the living room door shut, joining him in the hall.
“Of course I will,” his lips quirked into a smug smile – unfortunately a very familiar look on your friend – “your loss.”
And with that tossed over his shoulder, he was stepping outside.
Shutting the door behind him, you listened to the sound of his engine beginning and rumbling away outside. A large breath left you.
He was right. You knew the real thing would be better, but you would take what you could get.
Your loss.
Thank you for reading! Reblogs always appreciated 💜
Again, to Eva, happy happy birthday!! In case you were interested, the prompts I was given were ‘dungeons and dragons’ (again haha) and ‘intelligent’, just like you! I love you lots and hope your day was great xx
Also one last big thank you to @eternalseokjin for all the help with this, whether dnd related or just me ranting about the angst😅I appreciate it!
📺 Warning(s): Each episode will be individually listed, BUT there will be adult themes. Watch with caution
📺 Synopsis: Everyone thought it a myth…legend even, buried away as time moved on. Centuries of secrets and lies for the better of the country. No one knew what to expect. Two brothers. One’s quest for power may lead to destruction. The other, a scientist teaming with a head strong detective and her partner to right the wrongs made. Will they be successful or fail?
📺 Credits: best beta ever @yoongs-jeontae don’t know what I would do without you 😭💜
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📺 A/N: Part of the DramaVers Collab hosted by the amazing and lovely @namluve
Cast List
Profiles
Episode 1
Jin receives a correspondence from a colleague with an interesting discovery. Imogene bites of more than she can chew during a hot pursuit of a suspect.
Release date: 11.18.2020
Episode 2
Jin visits Namjoon on Jeju Island to study the plant. Imogene adjusts to being stuck on desk duty and seeing a therapist. Taehyung has something brewing in Bangtan Lab Corp lower levels.
Release date: 11.25.2020
Episode 3
Jin confronts Taehyung after the truth is revealed. As the weather turns cold, cases pop up across the city of strange animal attacks. Imogene meets Jin in the most unusual way.
Release date: 12.02.2020
Jin has another vision as chaos ensues across the city. Jungkook and Imogene take Jin to Bangtan Lab Corp as all signs point to the facility. They demand answers from Taehyung.
Episode 4
Release date: 12.16.2020
Episode 5
Winter comes and Seoul is almost barren. Imogene comes up with a plan to lure the zombies away from the city. Taehyung takes matters into his own hands giving Jin an ultimatum. They have a stand down the zombie hoards once and for all.
Release date: 12.23.2020
Episode 6
Spring returns to Seoul as things go back to normal slowly. Jin and Namjoon work on deciphering the book and the mystery of the plant.
