Can I request something like the boys (bts) coming into mias room and sleeping with her? Or like Mia being away for a while and when she comes home one of the boys is sleeping in her room?
↳ bts 8th member au
↳ mia comforting her best friend
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↳ a/n: thank you for requesting! this has taken me so long to answer, i am so sorry. i was away for a while due to mental health issues, but now i'm back to a comfortable place, i'm back to writing! i tried to combine both aspects of your request, so i hope you enjoy :)
The knock at the door was what pulled her from almost falling asleep. She was in that awkward place of sleeping but not, needing a few moments to fall into unconsciousness.
With a sharp inhale, and a couple of seconds for motivation, Mia stepped out of bed to open the door, being met with a messy-haired, red-eyed Jungkook. He glanced at her guiltily, rubbing the back of his hands anxiously. Mia's eyebrows creased, and she clasped his hands in her own, slowly pulling him into her room and closing the door behind them. She sat down on the edge of the bed with him, flicking her bedside light on.
"What's the matter, honey?"
The pet-name caught his attention, and he smiled ever so softly. He was the only one she called honey, and it never failed to make him smile. He glanced at her for a moment, and she smiled encouragingly.
"Can I stay with you tonight? I missed you when you went away."
Mia smiled, shuffling towards him to take his hands in her own again, resting her chin on his shoulder as she glanced up at him. She'd been away for a few weeks visiting her family back in NYC, and due to the time difference, it was quite hard to stay in touch with the boys.
"I missed you too, you know?" Jungkook smiled sweetly back at her, squeezing her fingers softly, "There's my favourite smile."
His cheeks lit up in a brilliant pink, and Mia could only smile wider, taking her head away from his shoudler.
"Of course you can stay with me."
Jungkook's eyes seemed to light up, and Mia chuckled, shuffling back into the warmth of her bed, Jungkook following suit. He shuffled to the other side of her double bed, sliding under her baby pink bedspread with a tired smile. Mia flicked her lamp off, the room illuminated with the glow from the moon seeping past her curtains.
"Thank you, Noona. Goodnight."
The words were whispered again, and Mia grinned into the darkness, rolling onto her side.
↳ juliette needs some comfort only her best friend can bring
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(okay, so, it’s been a while. my apologies for that, but my mental health needed some care, so i took a break from everything. BUT. i’m back, and i’m super excited to be back. thank you for all the support, and here’s to a much more organised and consistent schedule!)
Juliette released a pitiful sniffle as she crashed into her bed, dropping her bag to the floor and crying into her pillow. Her mind was racing, screaming at her for not being able to reach the notes required of her. She’d never had an issue with her voice before, her backing vocals always being next to perfect, but she couldn’t shake the constant break of her voice.
She’d barely said a word to Hongjoong as they walked back from the recording studio, only nodding each time he reminded her that she could try again tomorrow and that it wasn’t a big deal. Of course, to him, it wasn’t. They were way ahead of schedule, and Juliette really could keep trying until she got everything perfect. But it wasn’t the same for her. Every time her voice broke, every time the notes wavered or she was off key, she felt utterly useless. She felt as if she couldn’t do anything right, and that no amount of trying would ever change that. She was wrong, of course, but she couldn’t help but feel pathetic every time she tried again.
She sniffled again, pulling her legs closer to her chest and wrapping her arms around them, curling herself into a ball. She didn’t even look up when the door to her shared room was opened, instead she just curled more into herself, shielding her face with the pillow. She shifted more into herself when the bed dipped, and she let out a small huff. She assumed it was Hongjoong, and as much as she loved him, she wasn’t in the mood for talking.
“Please don’t cry, Ettie”
The soft voice that pulled her from her pity party was certainly not Hongjoong’s, and she lifted her head up slowly, peering down at the boy sitting at the end of her bed. Jongho smiled softly at the younger girl, the emotion not quite meeting his eyes as he watched fresh tears drop down her, now, puffy cheeks. A hint of a smile crossed her own lips as she pushed herself up, leaning against the headboard of her bed as she fiddled with her fingers, actively looking away from Jongho.
Juliette heard him sigh softly before he shuffled closer to her, placing his hands over hers, causing her to finally look up at him. Her eyes were rimmed with bright red, her pupils blown out and tears forming in her lower lash line. Her cheeks were flushed pink, puffy from the amount of rubbing she had done.
“What’s the matter? Do I need to go and beat someone up?”
She giggled softly at that, shaking her head softly. Jongho smiled at this and shuffled closer again, tilting his head at her. She sighed, shoulders dropping as she started playing with her hands again, glancing up at Jongho when he tightened the grip of his own hands over hers to still the anxious movement.
“My voice kept breaking when we were recording today, and whatever I did, it just wouldn’t stop. I just- Whenever it happened, I felt so useless. It’s been happening for a while now, whenever I practice, and I know it shouldn’t bother me so much because I’m a rapper, but it does. What if it never stops? What if I can’t fix it? What if-”
“Juliette.”
Jongho interrupted her train of thought, and she peered up at him, utterly defeated as her shoulders slumped. She sniffled again, glancing down at the both of their hands clasped together.
“We have ages to figure this out, you know that. And, if worse comes to worst, we change it up and lower the register you’re singing in, hey?”
She shrugged in agreement, nodding silently.
“Jongho,” she paused, him humming in response, “Can I have a hug?”
He didn’t respond, instead pulling the younger girl into his chest, her settling comfortably into his arms. They didn’t speak for a while, simply enjoying the company of the other.
After a while, Juliette shifted, smiling up at Jongho, “Thank you.”
He smiled back at her, kissing her forehead, “Always, Ettie.”
↳ taemin being there for jinhwa when she was stressed over SuperM
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(hiya, i’m posting again! i know i disappeared for a while, i was dealing with a lot of mental health issues as well as a messy breakup and the loss of a three year friendship due to unwanted advances. but, i’m over those toxic assholes and i’m ready to write again!)
Jinhwa let out another tired sigh, shutting off the music blasting through the practice room as she slid down the mirror, pulling her knees to her chest guiltily. She glanced up at Taemin as he wiped at his forehead with his arm, his gaze catching hers briefly before she glanced away, finding the wooden floor to be much more interesting than the gaze of her best friend. Taemin moved to sit down next to her, nudging her shoulder with his.
“Don’t stress, Hwa. You’ll get it, you always do.”
Usually, his words would comfort her, but they only caused tears to well up in her eyes as she trained her gaze onto the pink of her sneakers. She broke the silence with a sniffle, picking at her nails.
“I just feel so useless at the moment. I don’t know what it is, I just can’t seem to do anything,” her voice broke pitifully at the end, and she wiped the tears that pooled in her eyes onto her sleeve, “Whether it’s the new choreography, or when I’m recording, or when I’m producing, nothing seems right. Nothing I do ever seems good enough.”
Taemin held back the sigh trapped in his throat, opting for wrapping an arm around Jinhwa’s shoulders, bringing her into an embrace that she welcomed openly. He knew she was stressed out of her mind about the SuperM project, and he was determined to fix that. Her arms immediately settled around his waist, face pressing into his shoulder. She sniffled pitifully, relaxing into his body, simply allowing him to hold her. They sat in a comfortable silence for a few moments, the room filled with their breathing and the occasional sniffle from Jinhwa, before Taemin broke the silence.
“Jinhwa,” he stared quietly, using her full name to garner her full attention, “you’re one of the strongest, most passionate people I know. You put 100% into everything you do, whether it’s silly little interviews or nightly V-LIVES. I’ve known you now for nearly 13 years now, and in all of that time, you’ve proven to me that you can do anything if you put your mind to it. You’re the one who pushed for our management to give you a solo album, you’re the one who pushed for us to do harder and more complex choreography because you believe in us, you’re the one who spends day and night in the studio producing for us when we’re all too tired.”
He paused for a moment to glance down at the now stunned Jinhwa, her eyes glistening with love and adoration.
“What I’m trying to say, Hwa, is that you can do this. Right now, it might feel like everything is going wrong, that you can’t do this. But I know you, and I know that you’ll get through this and you’ll absolutely ace this comeback.”
He finished speaking with a grin, and Jinhwa couldn’t help returning it as she launched herself back into his arms, tugging him into a tight embrace. He laughed in surprise at the action, returning the embrace all the same.
“Thank you, Taem. I needed to hear that”
The pair were left in silence again, the moment breaking when Jinhwa pulled herself out of Taemin’s embrace and jumped to her feet. She wiped the slowly drying tears from her face, holding a hand out to Taemin.
