BTS X Idol!Reader
How Bangtan would react to seeing you again after being in the military.
relationship: more than friends, but not lovers. (you both know you have feelings for each other)
Warnings: None
A/N: I've missed them too much while they were gone. Can't wait for their next release in the spring.
RM:
Ughhh, my man my man MY MAN.
he'd prepared flowers for you, your favorite.
he'd been looking forward to this ever since he last saw you months ago on one of his rare off days that you happened to be in the community and were able to stop by.
as he stepped up the driveway to your house, he could feel his chest tighten. Not out of nervousness, but out of the sheer excitement of being able to hold you in his arms again.
He knocked on the door softly, and could hear your footsteps from inside.
He could hear the turning of the lock before the door opened to reveal him standing there in his uniform, flowers in hand.
He was grinning ear to ear, his eyes crinkling at the corners. Your heart melted at the sight before you gasped, pulling him into a hug.
"oh, my god.. I missed you Joonie." you breathed, your face buried into his neck. His large frame wrapped around yours in a warm embrace as he breathed you in.
He didn't want the moment to end. He wanted to hold you like this forever.
"I missed you too, flower."
Jungkook:
he'd religiously counted the days until he could come home to you.
the second he was released, his mind was set on making his way home to you.
he hadn't realized just how much he craved being in your presence until he couldn't be.
he'd gone home and changed into something he deemed presentable for you, putting on a cologne you'd mentioned fitted him, and left to find you.
you texted him that morning, asking if he was excited to finally be able to come him, and he'd replied briefly because he only had a few minutes of spare time.
he hoped you'd waited for him as he waited for you, he wished for you to feel for him as deeply as he felt for you, that the spark between you hadn't diminished in his time gone.
he arrived at your studio, making his way inside easily due to him being there so many times before.
It was later in the afternoon, so he figured you'd been the dance studio as always.
upon arriving, he found himself to be correct as he leaned against the doorframe, watching you dance to the new choreography you were learning for your latest comeback.
he watched in silence with a warm smile for a moment longer before you noticed him.
he took in the way your face instantly lit up, the way you froze for a moment before racing over to him.
you stopped just before him, eyes locked onto his. But he was busy taking you in.
your hair was different, shorter than last time he saw you. you were barefaced, how he always loved seeing you, and glowing just like always.
he reached out, his large hand coming to move a stray hair from your face before he spoke.
"I've waited to see you again, jyaga."
Jimin:
he'd messaged you every day, telling you how much he missed you, his ideas to spend time together once he was discharged.
his feelings for you only grew with everyday that you were apart.
he'd been ordering you gifts, some of them being sent to you while others he wanted to give you himself, so he kept for safe keeping until the time was right.
bro is literally a hopeless romantic, though he wouldn't outright admit it.
the day he was discharged was full of press and manager meetings, but his mind never strayed far from the thought of you.
he'd messaged you throughout the day, letting you know how it was going and that he couldn't wait to see you.
however, as the day neared its end, he found himself wanting to be in your arms more than ever.
You'd mentioned in an earlier message that you would be home around this time, and he thought it perfect to meet you there.
when he arrived, it was already dark outside. He cursed himself for not being able to come see you sooner, but knew it was best to see you now rather than wait until the morning.
he didn't even have to knock when he stepped onto your porch, the door swinging open as you stood with a wide smile.
you were in your pajamas already, and he nearly chuckled at the sight.
your hair was down and slightly tousled, your glasses rested on the bridge of your nose. but that smile, it was bright and shining like always.
and it was for him.
"I'm sorry for being so late, I tried to make it earlier but-"
He was cut off by you pulling him into a hug, your arms wrapping around him.
he sighed into your hair, wrapping his arms around you in return.
"god, I missed you"
Taehung:
out of all of the people in the world, you were his favorite.
you always knew how he was feeling, sometimes before he did.
He valued you so much, it was hard for him to even fathom how much.
The day of his discharge came, and he was practically vibrating with excitement.
He smiles and waved through all of the press and fans, but his smile was for you.
He’s messaged you a couple of times, but you’d only replied briefly.
This worried him a bit, wondering if you were just busy or were distanced due to his time away.
By the time the afternoon came around, all of his excitement had turned into anxiousness. He’d been on delivered for a few hours, and he could feel his stomach turn.
Namjoon, Jin, and Hobi had messaged him and offered to meet up at a local ramen shop to have food over dinner and get acquainted again. Despite wanting to see you, he agreed, thinking maybe you just needed a little time.
He made his way there, sporting a jacket you had picked for him while you were both out shopping.
When he got there, he spotted them all seated at a table near the back and felt some of the stress fall from his shoulders. Maybe he was worrying too much.
He walked in, and got hugs and greetings from all three of his members, feeling a bit more at home.
But when you rounded the corner, all prettied up and with a small box with a bow on top in your small hands, he nearly loses it.
He’s standing there for a moment, eyes roaming all over you.
“..I thought you were busy today..”
He starts, taking a step closer to you. His members beamed in the background, all smiling and watching the interaction.
You step closer, your smile still beaming.
“I’d never be too busy for you.”
Yoongi:
We all know Suga keeps to himself.
He does this especially when it comes to you. His biggest fear is ruinning what he has with you due to his fame despite you both being idols.
So the day of his discharge, he’d already had the day planned out-how he’d find you, talk to you.
How he’d finally tell you how he felt.
He wasn’t one for much words accept for when they were needed. But he needed you more.
He’d come to your studio later in the day when he knew you weren’t busy.
He’s wait for you in your music studio, walking in and looking around, taking in how..you, it was.
You stepped inside, waving good night to your manager before noticing him.
He stood tall, his featured framed by the dim lights of the room.
You felt your breath hitch, your chest tighten. He was finally back. He had finally come back to you.
He stood with a soft, simple smile, but his eyes shone with a light that he only held for you.
“..I feel like I’ve been gone for too long.”
He spoke softly, fiddling his hand in front of him. You closed the door behind you, stepping deeper into the room.
“How has your first day back home been?”
You ask softly, trying to suppress the grin that he earned from you.
He took a step closer, eyes trained on your face like he was taking you in. He’d thought about you every day, wondering how you were feeling, wondering if you were thinking of him too.
He glanced down, taking a moment before speaking again, his warm eyes meeting yours.
“I spent it thinking about how’d I’d get back to you.”
Jin:
Jin knew how he felt about you since the moment he met you, but he never acted on it because he never wanted to push you, to give you a reason to distance yourself.
So when the day came for him to come home, he didn’t really know what to do.
But he knew that you never left his mind since he’d been gone, not once.
He’d been around all day, with press, with management, with friends and family.
He tried to busy himself, knowing you busy with rehearsals.
Or at least, that’s what he thought.
All day, you’d been preparing for him to come back. You’d had your schedule cleared for this day months before it came. You had missed him more than either of you knew.
Your relationship with him was a question, but you didn’t have to question your friendship. Over everything else, he was your dear friend.
So you’d made it your mission to make sure he felt more than welcome when he came back home. You’d planned the day, for him to be with press, to talk with his managers, friends and family. It gave you time to ready things on your end.
You had rented out the top floor or a restaurant on a balcony, decorating it with flowers and candles. His favorite meal sat on a small floor table on a blanket with two seating mats.
You stood against the railing of the balcony, nervously waiting for his arrival. Above everything else, you just wanted to see him again, to share a moment with him with both of your lives put to the side. Just you and him.
He’d been walking with his friends when they told him about eating at this restaurant nearby. He agreed, saying he could go for something to eat.
However, he was deeply confused when they arrived, his friends saying he had a reservation for two on the top floor. They quickly waved him goodbye and exited the building, the waiter guiding him to the elevator.
It dinged softly once it arrived at the top, The Doors opening to reveal the scene, the waiter gave him a smile and told him to enjoy his night before guiding him out of the elevator and stepping back in, The Doors closing.
He stood for a moment, eyes roaming around the scene. Then, you stepped into view, two glasses of wine in hand.
A small gasp escaped him, his eyes lighting up at the sight of you.
There you stood, in a soft dress of his favorite color, hair down and falling freely over your shoulders.
“Welcome home, Seok-Jin.”
Your voice was soft, eyes even softer as you stepped forward. He could feel small tears sting him eyes. Had you done this for him? All of this?
He knew how he felt for you, but never knew you felt the same.
He stepped forward, taking both glasses of wine and setting them aside before pulling you into his arms, burring his face into your hair.
“…you waited for me.”
Hobi:
Despite not showing it, Hobi was feeling homesick.
The only problem was that you were his home.
He made sure to message you when he could, but he never seemed to have the courage to actually tell you how he truly felt.
So, there he sat, looking at the small shoe box of the letters that he never sent you.
He tucked them into his duffle, secretly hoping that you, his hope, would reciprocate.
When he was discharged, he made sure to say hello to army, stating that he’s missed them dearly and couldn’t wait to get back to them. But he seemed to leave out his words that he longed to tell you, saving them for later.
He had made plans, like always, making sure to put forth the efforts to you could at least see a glimpse of just how strongly he felt for you.
You say In your studio working on a song when your phone began vibrating. You glance down to see his name bright on your screen. You answer without hesitation.
“Hello?”
Your voice was excitable, and so were you. You nearly beamed at the phone, though you couldn’t see him.
“I want to take you out today. You should meet me at our spot.”
You were there in record time, sporting a casual button up with a sweater to go over and a nice pair of matching slacks.
He notices you instantly and his smile widens.
He walks over to you, holding a bouquet of your favorite flowers and a small shoe box.
You glance down to the items before looking back at him, your smile mirroring his.
“What’s this?” You ask, reaching out to take the small box.
He studied you for a moment before answering.
“Everything I’ve ever wanted to say.”
A/N: if you have any requests, don’t be afraid to ask! (It gives me a reason to write lol)