where the the mc has a massive crush on jimin and i thinks he’s popular but takes a chance then they break up but years later he comes back trying to win her back but she’s too embarrassed to take him back because of the past.
one specific scene i remember is the mc and her friend going out then my calling jimin to pick them up and he does and the friend almost vomits in the car and they have this moment where i think he admits that he doesn’t mind mc calling him for anything and also another scene where she gets jealous even though she still hasn’t worked through her feelings yet but he comforts her.
🌷Your ask made me realize why I like reblogging fics and writing down thoughts/comments because it really does help in remembering fics 😊. And this is by the amazing @gyukult and is just one of Gyu’s stories I love, love, love. It’s called Hello (insert hangul ver of Annyeong).
title: grapefruits & cranberries
pairing: kim taehyung & reader
genre: royalty!au, prince!taehyung, guardsdaughter!reader, romance, unrequited love
word count: 1,237
a/n: @ficscafe royal drabble event! :) hope you guys enjoy. (yes,.... i know the other tae fic is supposed to be called no blueberries)...... also thanks @jin-fizz and @masterninjacow for being my beta readers :)
She’s a glimpse of heaven.
Taehyung calls her a beauty, but without the beast. He wants to be the Prince Charming to her Cinderella; to be the man that could deliver her dreams on a silver platter with heartfelt eyes that were disguised with chocolate swirls as orbs to camouflage his veracious feelings.
But unfortunately, there’s an apparent line.
She’s sixth in line to her kingdom, but if she were to be his, she'd be next on the throne as queen in his very own. He wonders what she smells like if he could stand up close, possibly a mixture of apricots and clementines, she’d be all things sweet, just like that saccharine laugh that escapes from her petal soft lips.
However the moment he gains Rose’s attention, the girl who is just like her name, delicate and pretty, they build a relationship that he finds unexpecting. She confides in him about many things, such as her goals and aspirations, and her favorite forbidden indulgences. Taehyung realizes how much he has in common with this Angel, only falling more in love with each encounter. He often gazes at her longingly, lids heavy with desire to be hers, but one day when she finally trusts him, she confesses something she’s prohibited, something that Taehyung never anticipates.
Rosé finds love in only women.
He guesses he has too much in common with her.
Life doesn’t go as planned, and Taehyung is truly heartbroken by this revelation. Through his lenses, they’re not rose-colored anymore, rather faded to dull grey, fogging his vision with nothing but pure sadness. She’s the girl of his dreams, or so he claims, but she will never be his.
You don’t smell sweet.
On the contrary, a scent of bitterness lingers over your skin like a ghost who haunts his dreams. You’re that cloud of darkness, pouring rain that hovers over his head on a bad day. Thunder roars and the lightning cracks, how you snap with a fiery response when he says something ignorant, he’ll never quite understand what goes on through that thick skull of yours.
“I’m needed at the castle. Your father said you’re more than capable of escorting me.”
Taehyung hates asking a woman to accompany him as a protector and not as a date. It’s strange when you dip your head slightly, obeying a request without reluctance: he’s used to your sharp tongue.
“May I ask what’s got you so down? You’re usually very… curt.”
The brisk air blows through your dark locks, cascading in the direction of the wind like waterfalls that Taehyung had descried during his adventures into the depths of the forests. He doesn’t know when it starts but he’s drawn to your ways, although never conventional, he finds comfort in that.
“I’m fine, your royal highness,” you respond. And though it’s usually through your gritted teeth, in this occurrence, he’s met with lips that resemble cotton. “Just having a rough day is all. Is the Queen setting you up for a potential wife?”
“You’re familiar with mother’s tactics by now,” he says with a charming chuckle, smooth and thick as honey. It’s no wonder he’s enamored by many. “But she’s doing it because she wants the best for me.”
Abruptly halting in your steps, your boots kick the dirt and Taehyung nearly topples onto you from behind. The exhausted scuffs and discoloration of the leather validates the maturity of your shoes, in vast contrast to the squid ink authentic leather oxfords he sports that were purchased just yesterday morning.
Taehyung’s brows furrowed. “I was being kind before. I demand an answer to what’s going through your mind.”
With a father appointed as Chief Security Officer of the Royal Guard, you’re not permitted to showcase any vulnerabilities, especially not in front of the prince. Fear was a luxury that a person of your position couldn’t afford.
But being around Taehyung leaves you feeling on edge.
It’s frightful yet safe in unison. Being with him is like standing on a tightrope, above thousands of feet off the ground, seconds from death. It’s similar to rainy days, cold and wet, but with the warmth of a blanket over your shoulders as you cosily find home at the end of the couch, warm cup of tea in your thawing hands.
“I—” Your expression contorts into sourness, as if the response is pungent to your taste buds like the juices of lemons. It’s a command, what he asks, and it’s an obligation to truthfully answer. It’s a crime to dishonor direct orders from the Prince. “Does it bother you, your highness, that you will not be marrying for love?”
He tilts his head, fluffy chestnut locks brushing over his retinas. “I’ve been in love before, if that’s what you’re asking. Dear Rosé had informed me that I wasn’t… who she was looking for.”
You wave him off. “She’s into women. I understand that. I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t someone on her route—she’d been interested in me.”
Taehyung’s jaw drops, unable to squeak a word out.
“I meant… doesn’t it feel like a burden to not be able to wed the one you love?”
Scrunching up his nose, he’s unsure what you mean. How could someone like you, so valorous, blunt, and calloused, express fragility that you inhabit because Taehyung isn’t acquainted with this sight. “Well, not really.”
“Would you like me to help you plan an escape, your highness?”
His eyes widened. “Oh—what, no! No, I’m perfectly fine. What has gotten into you?”
When you turn your head, you take a moment to take in a sharp breath of the fresh air. The bustling of the branches and the leaves of the trees fill the silence between the two of you, and Taehyung is left befuddled.
He’s still adjusting to the idea of a woman, although history itself has repeated the characteristics of strong females, possessing such courageous qualities. But you radiate it so effortlessly that he finds himself floating, infatuated with the way you stare ahead so sternly, focused only with the task at hand.
“Because maybe—” You start off combatively, almost like you’re bringing a gun to a sword fight before susurrating, “—maybe, I’m the one in love with you.” Sighing, those dainty fingers rake through the loosened strands. “And I guess… for a second, I thought you’d reciprocate those feelings, your highness.”
In shock, Taehyung’s soles are practically sunken into the soil. He feels like a tree stump, roots weaving through the abyss of the Earth, hesitant of what to say next.
Perhaps that bitterness is actually bittersweet. The cloud of obscurity that previously stormed on his parade was mistaken for the warmth of the fireplace on those days, settled on a rug on the floor, simply nestling underneath the arms of a loved one with brewed tea and biscuits. There’s no apricots or clementines, maybe grapefruits and cranberries instead. You’re like a nostalgic memory, the kind that you’d love to relive on a loop, but the toughness of your personality is often confused with acrimony.
There may be a sliver of a chance that he could mirror your love. But before he could respond, he is met with the view of your backside, with a hand resting on the hilt of your sword that remains sheathed in its scabbard.
“We must leave, your highness. I promise not to bring up the topic in discussions anymore.”
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Hello, I would like to say thanks to @gyukult and @masterninjacow for running ficscafe! It's such a nice environment and the admins work really hard to promote and celebrate so many fic writers
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cat !! i’m a fan of your work :] and it’s also nice to see a fellow ‘98 liner here heh
omg hi, honey bee !!! 💛 first off, thank you so much for reading and liking my fics 🤧💗💗 and aaaa wait omg no way, I almost never meet any other 98 liners on here ??? :o I met two during my bts blog era and one here, but besides that, 98 liners are basically nonexistent 💀
is it Friday yet :( I know it’s 11pm on a Thursday for me but is IT FRIDAY YET IM STOKED AS HELL
LOL my feelings exactly i just wanna get it out of the way and have you all read it!!! I ended up writing a little more last night and it's gonna be a bit of a busy day so probably not until the late evening est 🙃 so pls wait patiently!!!
every time I read loyal, I always click ur master list, desperately looking for more of your writing then I cry and reread loyal all over again bc your writing really does that to me
STOOOOOOOOOP😩😭 I LOVE YOU
i promise there will be more soon fjfjrkkrkfkg i have some announcements to make !!!! very very soon
☹️ yes ofc I always read your fics when I’m sad it’s like the cutest thing ever and makes my heart flutter (I read only EXO... tbh just got back into K-POP and I’m only really hooked on EXO and occasionally BTS LOL) but I read all your EXO ones and and I just keep coming back 💞
🥺🥺🥺🥺 that really means the world to me!!!! seriously!!!! and oooooo yes exo??? best boys to be hooked on when u come back 😌😌 best boys periodt 💅🏼 KSKDKJ
