Honestly speaking, I am beginning to enjoy their love story more than I love the main pair’s. Although, I’m not saying that the main pair is bad (they’re lovable), but Jack and Zhao Zi are the cutest thing ever!
Everything about them just resonates cuteness. So I’m going to talk about it.
We have Jack, a dangerous person working as a Gangster Leader’s bodyguard and is very well capable of killing you wearing an apron and cooking for Zhao Zi, the softest police officer in the world who loves his grandma just as much as he loves food. They’re so DOMESTIC and I LOVE IT.
I’m a sucker for tropes like that.
What I love most is just how much Jack loves Zhao Zi. He always has a never-ending a bright smile, but it always had that “lmao this person is ridiculous” or “lmao are you serious?” vibe to it. However, when he is with Zhao Zi, the smile gets this “is this guy really this cute?” and “I cant believe it… he IS that cute” or “I can watch him eat forever” kind of vibe.
My favorite scene is (SPOILER) when Jack showed up in the hospital to give Zhao Zhi breakfast. Then, Zhao Zi just continued to talk about what he wants to eat next, and while he enumerated the endless list of food, Jack just gives him the most loving and brightest smile ever as he nods and listens to his every word……..he definitely gonna make all that food for him.
I CAN JUST IMAGINE WHAT WOULD HAPPEN IF ANYONE DARES TO HURT HIS PRECIOUS ZHAO ZI.
And Zhao Zi? Isn’t he just the softest and smallest oblivious bean ever? He is so soft and the best friend you can ever have. It doesn’t even look like he is capable of hurting a fly, and yet he became a police officer. I would need to write a 5 page essay about how SOFT AND CUTE he is, but I need to keep this as short as I can.
To sum it all up, Jack and Zhao Zi are one of the cutest couples ever and I hope you would watch History 3: Trapped so that you could see their domestic beauty
So its been a while since I've written something. Since 2014, and I've grown a lot on both my creative and writing skills. When I wrote this fic it was 2014 I was barley finishing middle school and I sucked at even writing a proper paragraph also I was into One Direction (still am!) but I left the fic unfinished because high school killed me. Now I'm a soon to be freshman to collage and I've improved greatly on how I write. I decided to give the fanfic another chance but with a different fandom. Hi Army!! I got into BTS in the I Need You era and fell in love with them greatly. Since I'm really into BTS I started to ship some of them thats why I decided to change the paring that I had before, from Niall and Harry to Taehyung and Jungkook. Hope to get feed back to see if you would like for me to continue the fic and give me advise on if it should be chaptered or a whole long one shot. In addition the way I'm writing Delirital might be greatly different from the way I had wrote it before.
1. Delirital: When one mate strongly injures the other. In most cases it’s in an emotional type of way. Where the mate who was injured soon begins to lose the bond mark gaining a new one. The mate who has provoked the injuries is also affected and results in their mark becoming bolder, they become more attached to the other. It is believed to be a punishment from the gods.
Related words: Delirium.
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The thing about high school that Taehyung doesn’t get is why everyone is always in the bad mood. Don’t get him wrong, he’s had those days where he feels like shoving his whole foot up someone’s ass and walking away but that’s not the point. The point is that most of students are always is some type of funk and by the end of the day it weights down on Taehyung and he slowly starts to get in his own mood.
It’s the start of a new year, and you know just how wonderful that is. The clock by the teacher’s desk reads 8:05 A.M and Taehyung already wants to cry tears of sorrow and die slowly. Of course, Jimin would probably revive him with his fairy powers just to see him suffer because Jimin is a little shit and would pull a ‘it’s what best friends do Taehyung’ type bullshit. He honestly can’t understand just how everyone can make his school day this bad five minutes into the school day. What type of fuck’n power was this? This year is going to be hell. Right when it hit January 1st Taehyung knew it wasn’t going to be his year.
He’s at the tender age of seventeen, the year that most people begin to find their soulmates and are ready to mature into adulthood. Taehyung gets that everyone is probably exited for this year but he’s shitting his pants. On top of getting good grades and surviving this school year, you also have to find your soulmate and he wants it to be perfect. All his life he’s had his parents as a strong example of the perfect soulmate. His parents love each other and yes they do get into fights but they work things out and still love each other like they did when they barely got together.
With all this spacing out he fails to realize the waving hand in front of him. Jimin’s chubby cheeks come into view and his mouth his moving 20 miles an hour, “look you little shit. I’ve been talking to you for twelve minutes and you haven’t replied to me!” the orange haired boy has the audacity to grip Taehyungs beautiful chestnut locks into his tiny hands (Taehyung is not exaggerating!) and pull his head back.
“Aww! I’m sorry, I was just thinking about how I’m going to pass this year without dying.” a burning sensation crawls its way over the area that Jimin had his grip on and he begins to message it while pouting. He hopes Jimin falls into a black hole where he big bum can’t crawl up.