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I Could Be Your Lifeline - Kang Taehyun

Synopsis: You and Taehyun have been childhood best friends. You grew up in the same town, went to the same college, and now worked in the same city. You two are each other's lifeline as you explore the world of being a young adult. He would do anything for you.

Pairing: non-idol! Kang Taehyun x fem reader

Genre: Angst, bad date, fluff, best friends to lovers

Word Count: 2.7k

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I sighed as I glanced between the red dress and the black dress that was in my closet. They both were gorgeous, but which one screamed 'first date'? At least you don't have to make a decision on your own.

"Taehyun, if you were going on a first date, what color would you hope the girl wears?" You asked

Taehyun was laying on your bed, his head resting on the mountain of pillows you had at the top. His arms were crossed over his chest. He watched as you held up the two dresses, your eyes somewhat glancing towards the red dress but you were trying your best not to make it obvious. It took everything in him not to smirk, not wanting to make it known he had caught you. You were too adorable.

"I think the red one would be nice? You know, a pop of color to catch someone's attention."

You grinned with satisfaction. His heart skipped a beat at the sight. God, he loved making you happy. You hung up the black dress in your closet before heading towards your bathroom to get ready.

Once the coast was clear, Taehyun pressed his head to your pillow and let out a low groan. It was torture witnessing you get ready for someone else. He wanted to be the guy that was going to take you out, show you out to the world. He wanted to be the one you got excited about seeing, telling anyone that was willing to listen. Yet, he find himself always freezing up when it was time to confess to you.

As he heard the door open, he sat up quickly. His eyes nearly popped out of their head as you revealed yourself. You got to be kidding me.

You were wearing a maroon, square neck dress. It was a long sleeve dress that had elastic cuffs around the wrists, amplifying the fairy-like look. It was a fit and flare dress that just looked like it was made for you. Selfishly, he might have also picked out the dress because it was his favorite color on you. You just radiated when you work red.

"So, what do you think? You sure this isn't too much for a first date?" "Y/n, I mean this, you look phenomenal."

You grinned with satisfaction as you did a small twirl in the dress, letting him have a full view. If only you weren't getting ready for someone else, if only you were getting ready for him. He wanted so desperately to walk up and kiss you, to feel your lips against his. But that wasn't something that best friends did.

You turned towards the mirror in your bedroom. It was a sun mirror you bought from Urban Outfitters. It was very fitting, as Taehyun always compared you to the sun.

"I think I'm going to leave my hair natural today. I've really been loving my curls.'

God damn. You were going to be the death of him.

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Before your date showed up, you urged Taehyun to leave. Mainly because this was your first date with this guy, and you didn't want to give the wrong impression.

While Taehyun should be happy for you, he couldn't help but feel the sting in his heart. You had only really gotten serious abut dating in the past couple of weeks. He thought he had more time to devise a plan in how to make you his. Your friends saw it as the perfect opportunity to set up your dating profile.

Not surprisingly, you were getting messages within five minutes of your account being open. Of course everyone wanted to be with you. You were one of a kind. Taehyun just wished he was first in line.

He had found himself back in the dorms an hour after you give him the boot to the door. He took the long way home, wanting to take the train back to the dorms so he could be alone with his thoughts.

Would you even be interested in dating him? You two were best friends. While there have been numerous storylines where best friends are perfect lovers, he knew the reality that it can be hard. He cannot afford to lose you in his life. It was dangerous territory to venture into. Even him confessing his feelings was a risk.

Maybe he should talk to Soobin or Yeonjun about how he was feeling? He felt like the whole scenario was a cruel form of torture. While he loved seeing you be happy, he felt sick to his stomach knowing it wasn't him at the end of the day you were seeing so intimately. Maybe his two older friends could provide insight?

He was about to get a glass of water to clear his mind when his phone began to ring. That's freaky. I was just about to call Soobin. Did he read my mind? Taehyun peered over but froze the moment he saw your name flash on the screen. Something didn't feel right about you calling him this time.

However, he didn't hesitate. Not now. Getting water was soon forgotten as he reached over for his phone. His thumb hit the green answer button before he held up the phone to his ear.

"Taehyun?" You sounded distressed

At the sound of your voice, he was on high alert. You didn't speak in your normal energetic tone. You sounded upset. What happened? Were you ok? He needed immediate answers, but he knew allowing himself to get worked up wouldn't help the two of you at the moment.

"Angel, what's going on?" "I need you to pick me up.'

He frowned upon hearing you but was immediately on his feet. He wasn't sure what had happened, but there was no time to ask questions. Not when you need him immediately. "I'm already on my way," he promised. He grabbed his car keys and wallet before rushing to slip on his shoes. Taehyun just had to get to you.

"Are you in a safe location right now? I have your location, but I want to make sure you're okay until I get there." "Yeah, I'll be okay. Can you please hurry?" Taehyun didn't have to be told twice. With his shoes and jacket on, he rushed out to the car. He put you on speaker so he could get into the car quickly, but also could listen and speak to you if needed. He didn't even notice that it was raining. Taehyun literally sprinted out of the dorm to get to his car. He didn't even notice that it was raining. Taehyun literally sprinted out of the dorm to get to his car.

"Y/n, sweetheart, do you want me to stay on the line with you while I drive?" "Taehyun, no! It's raining. I don't want you to risk getting into a car accident. Just get here safely, please."

You were always looking out for other people before you looked after yourself. He's never met someone has kind and compassionate as you.

"I'll be there in 10 minutes."

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It felt like only a minute passed by between when you called Taehyun and hung up the phone. You waited under the awning outside of the restaurant after hiding out in the bathroom. At least until you were certain your date left.

Four wheels pulled up which caused you to look up. You could recognize that car anywhere. Taehyun. The car was still running, able to see the emissions from the exhaust pipe wrap around the car signaling Taehyun had the heat running. A door opened and closed followed by quick footsteps.

Taehyun emerged from the other side of the car, a look of shock and concern on his face. He was holding a rain jacket in his hands. It was your pink rain coat, the one you left in his backseat the last time you two got caught in the rain. "You told me you were in a safe location, y/n. It's raining out. You could get sick," he frowned.

You matched his frown, sighing. "I'm sorry. I just couldn't stand being inside any longer," you confessed. Taehyun didn't want to come across as if he was scolding you. He was just concerned. All he did was kiss your forehead lingering before assisting you in putting your jacket on. "Come on, sweet girl," he spoke gently. He moved his hands to make sure the hood of the jacket covered your head. You worked on zipping it up. Once satisfied that you would be dry, he smiled. "Let's get you out of here."

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Taehyun and you had a habit of going on drives when you were upset. You often blasted music from a playlist you two made. You would scream lyrics, laugh, and just forget about your problems. Tonight, you two rode in silence.

He went to every length to make sure you were comfortable. It was an awkward silence. It offered you to fill the space with whatever you needed. If you needed to play music, he was ready to sing along with you. If you needed to vent, he was ready to listen. He would drive for however long you needed him to. With the heat on, you were able to relax comfortably into the leather seat behind you. However, if you got too hot, he would cut it off.

You were his whole world.

When you told him that you didn't even get to the dinner on the date, he immediately took you to the nearest convenience store. The two of you ran inside, laughing and dodging the raindrops as they continued to fall. Taehyun loved hearing your laughter. You still had not unveiled what exactly happened, but he was just content seeing you happy again.

You picked out all of your favorite snacks - a lemon lime soda, a bag of honey butter chips, and these blue gummy sharks. He also got a salmon kimbap he knew you loved.

Instead of sitting in the convenience store to eat, Taehyun had another idea. He paid for your food, even though you fought him on it. It was a losing battle on your part anyways. Taehyun had you two return to his car where he drove you towards the top level of a parking garage in the city, where you could park and enjoy your food. He also knew that you loved looking at the skyline

"Thank you for driving out to come pick me up, Taehyun," you spoke up.

Looking over at you, Taehyun smiled gently. "It really isn't a big deal, y/n. I would do anything you asked."

"I bet you're wondering what happened," you murmured.

Of course he was curious. You've had a handful of bad dates, but none that resulted in you calling him to rescue you from the date. However, he didn't want to just ask outright out of respect for you.

"Taehyun, he was awful! First of all, he showed up to the date late. I understand because the weather isn't the best," you began retelling. "But then he had the nerve to tell me how I should have dressed, how I should have done my hair."

He could feel his anger bubbling inside of him. He's never met the guy you were supposed to go out with tonight but he prays he never comes across him. Taehyun couldn't understand how someone could be that brainless. I mean, you were the most incredible person. You have a heart of gold, and are effortlessly beautiful inside and out. You are perfection.

"I just got so frustrated and upset that I wasted my time getting ready for someone like him that I just got up and left," you explained. "I'm so sorry, angel," he sighed. "I just don't get what is wrong with me?"

His eyes widened. He turned in his seat so he was resting the side of his body against the driver's seat. Was he hearing you correctly? Did you actually think something was wrong with you? No, he needed to fix that.

"There is nothing wrong with you."

The tone of his voice took you by surprise. He was stern. His gaze locked on you which made you instantly regret asking that question. You stared at him with wide eyes. Seeing your shock, he relaxed a bit but still knew he had to help you see just how amazing you are.

"Baby girl, I mean that. I am not speaking to you as just your best friend. You are the most remarkable woman I know. Not only are you kind, generous, intellectual, and witty, but you are so gorgeous. You carry yourself with grace and elegance. You are stunning from head to toe. Any guy would be lucky to be yours. The guy who were out with tonight is going to realize tomorrow how much he lost out on."

Your heart swelled hearing Taehyun. You never knew him, or anyone for that matter, viewed in such a positive light. You figured you were average compared to other girls.

"I mean, I regret not telling you sooner how I feel," Taehyun admitted.

In that moment, both of your eyes widened as you stared at each other. You were trying to make sure you heard Taehyun correctly. On the other side, Taehyun was freaking out over what he just said.

"What?" You both said in unison. "Taehyun, tell me what?"

There was no turning back. Taehyun's feelings towards you have been growing every day. It pained him when you went out with other people, but it also brought him great joy to have you in his life. He never wanted to do anything to upset the balance, but he was about to take a leap. The way you were looking at him made him want to scream out his feelings.

"Y/n, I've had feelings for you since we met. I've wanted to be the man in your life. However, I thought we were just best friends and I didn't want to mess things up because I didn't want you to see me as just some creep, you know? I wanted to show you that I could really be the man you deserve in your life, but that led to me never confessing," you admitted.

It was as if everything you've wanted to hear finally came to light. You have gone back and forth with the idea of you and Taehyun getting together. However, you were his best friend. You never wanted to cross a line you couldn't backtrack. He was too important in your life.

Not realizing what took over you, you very carefully crossed over the middle console into his lap. He laughed and was taken back by your actions. His hands immediately fell on your waist to help you over, wanting to make sure you didn't hurt yourself in the process. "What are you doing?" "Something that I should've done a long time ago," you confessed.

Once you were settled in his lap, you placed on hand on his shoulder. The other hand cupped his cheek, gazing into his eyes. You were looking for any sign at all, whether it be verbal or his body language to stop. He stared at you with anticipation. A gentle smile was curled on his lips. You watched as his eyes glanced from yours to your lips before looking back into your eyes.

There is the green light.

You leaned in to fully press your lips against yours. He squeezed your hips at the feeling and pulled you in closer. You giggled against his lips as reality set in. You were kissing your best friend. His lips were soft yet he overtook the kiss, showing that he wanted this as equally as you did.

The sound of your lips smacking against one another and the sound of rain still falling made the perfect ambiance. You melted underneath Taehyun's touch. He always had the power to make you feel soft and warm without even trying. Now with getting to be such emotionally vulnerable with him, really letting him in, that feeling was amplified.

Yeah, you definitely were not going back to how things used to be now.

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The Spins - Hwang Hyunjin

Synopsis: Your best friend, Changbin, decided to throw a party to get all his favorite people together in one room. For you, that means that you're in the same room as Hwang Hyunjin. Han knew all about your little crush on Hyunjin, so it seemed like the best idea. Drinks at a holiday party always sound like a great idea until you have one too many.

Pairing: non-idol! Hwang Hyunjin x fem reader

Genre: Angst, a bit of fluff towards the end, college crush

Warnings: contains alcohol consumption

Word Count: 3.1k

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"Binnie, are you positive this looks okay?" "Y/n, does the lip shade really matter? I know you're trying to get it ruined anyways."

It felt like my eyes were going to pop out of my head hearing Changbin. You spun in your chair at your vanity, holding your makeup sponge and getting ready to chuck it at Changbin's head. In defense, he picked up your white fluffy pillow, holding it to his face. "Stop now or the pillow gets it!"

You sighed and set down the makeup sponge before turning towards the mirror. You ran your hand through your curled hair a couple of times, trying your best get more volume.

You were both grateful but also annoyed at Changbin for coming up with the idea to throw a holiday party at his off-campus apartment. Who could resist a party before the hours of treacherous studying begin? But you wanted to also come up with an excuse as to not go because you didn't want to run into your crush - Hwang Hyunjin.

Hyunjin was best known on campus for his good looks. He was undoubtedly everyone's college crush. You couldn't blame anyone - he was just that damn attractive.

Changbin had become friends with Hyunjin after living in the same dorm freshman year. They were in a first-year suite with two other guys - Christopher Bahng and Han Jisung. The four of them were an unstoppable group, always seen together or attending the latest parties. Their friend group grew the following you when they became friends with Lee Minho, Kim Seungmin, Lee Felix, and Yang Jeongin.

You, on the other hand, first became friends with Changbin during class. You both were an introduction to business seminar, where you quickly learned that corporate life was not destined for you. You really only stayed in the class because of Changbin, who would made it somewhat enjoyable.

You met at least six of them through Changbin. If there was a party on campus, Changbin would not hesitate to invite you. He refused to allow you to sit at home alone. Or if they were studying at the library, you would be coming along. At first, his friends thought you and Changbin were dating. They quickly dropped that rumor when they found out about your little crush on Hyunjin.

Hyunjin was the first of Changbin's friends that you met. At the time though, you didn't know they were friends. You and Hyunjin had been placed in the same art history class, a general education requirement for your program. That's when you learned that he was a fine arts major. Art studying art. You couldn't bring yourself to talk to Hyunjin in class, a bit intimidated by his charm.

It was Changbin who put the pieces together about your little crush. You were talking about your campus crush during a study session. "Wait. Do you mean Hyunjin?" Changbin was quick to pull out a photo of all of them. The smirk grew on your best friend the moment you got all flustered and nodded your head. What a small world.

Since then, the boys found any way to try to get you two be together. Hyunjin never really showed up to the parties Changbin was invite to. Hyunjin was the type of guy who wanted to focus on his craft, opting to spend nights painting or sketching. He would go out to dinner with the boys and the occasional drink at the bars in town.

That's when Changbin foiled the perfect plan to get you two alone. Changbin was going to be the one for one that hosted the party. He knew that Hyunjin wouldn't be able to say no to him, especially when they live under the same roof still. Hence why also Changbin was over at your place, helping you get ready. You didn't want to leave anything up to chance. "You know, y/n. You could be saving yourself from this much stress if you just told Hyunjin how you felt in the first place." "Seo Changbin, you've lost your damn mind!"

You heard that infamous laughter fill your room. His laugh could cause a whole earthquake with its loud booming volume. Changbin slowly walked up to you, placing his hands on your shoulder. He could feel how tense you were, probably from your nerves getting the best of you. He squeezed your shoulder lovingly. "You look amazing, y/n. Hyunjin is going to be blown away when he sees you tonight."

The comforting words of your best friend helped you relaxed. Sort of. You still wanted to make a good impression on Hyunjin tonight. The two of you have maybe spoken about five words to each other - a simple "hello" in passing. You could never bring yourself to form sentences whenever you were in the same social setting. Tonight was going to be different.

"Shit, I gotta go, y/n. Chan is going to kill me if I don't make it to the beer distributor before they close. You're not going to chicken out, right?"

You rolled your eyes playfully before looking into his eyes. "Changbin, you have my word, I will be there."

"Great! Remember, party starts at 8! See you then."

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"Y/n! Where the hell are you?! It's past 8 and you're not here!"

You couldn't help but giggle at Changbin's text message. It was only 8:11pm and this man was practically ready to send out a search-and-rescue crew for you. You were going to cause a heart attack for this guy. To be fair, you didn't ask him to orchestrate a party just for you to try to get with your crush. You laughed even harder seeing the text from Felix.

"Y/n, please tell me you're on your way. Changbin is pacing 😦 I've never seen him like this. I'm worried he's going to burst" "Tell Changbin to come open the door then."

The text was sent right as you stepped up to the front door. You could hear the music from inside, but heard fast movement from inside. Changbin. He was like a bull in a glassware manufacturing company. The door swung open to reveal your out of breath best friend.

"You are the worst," he puffed out. "Nice to see you too, Binnie!"

You walked into the room as if you owned the place. Surprisingly, you were completely sober, but you did need a drink or two before you encounter Hyunjin. Everyone had their eyes on you, some of the boys playfully whistling. You smirked and winked at them before turning on your heels to address your friends. "Shots anyone?"

All the boys seemed to cheer before you led the parade to the kitchen. "Bin, what is the alcohol of choice tonight?" You asked from over your shoulder. You saw there were a few options to choose from, as well as plentiful amount of mixers. That was definitely Chan's contribution to evening. If people were going to drink, you knew everyone would do so safely under Chan's watchful eye.

"I'm thinking tequila?" "Risky, but this isn't our usual gossip session." "Vodka!" Jeongin shouted.

All eyes turned towards the youngest of the group. He was normally the type to go with the flow of the group, but hearing him be so vocal was a welcome surprised. "That's my boy," Lee Know praised. He threw his arm around the maknae as you gathered the shot glasses.

"Are you going to pour one for me too?"

The voice. It was as if the air was stolen out of your lungs and your heart sped up, basically hearing it in your ears. You knew that voice anywhere. You looked over your shoulders to see Hyunjin leaning against the threshold that led into the kitchen from the living room of the apartment.

"You actually going to party with us? Or are you going to slip away upstairs to your room once you have one shot?" Changbin teased. "No, I like the energy here instead," he announced.

While he spoke, his eyes were locked on you. You could've sworn that his eyes ran up and down your body. Calm the fuck down. God, you felt like you might melt into a puddle under his gaze. Does he even know how attractive he is? Why did he have to walk in right before you got a chance to drink? Before you got a chance to give yourself a confidence boost?

"Come on, y/n. Don't keep us waiting," Felix laughed.

You quickly got to work to pull out nine shot glasses for the group. You lined them up on the island, everyone circling around. Across from you was Changbin, who was eyeing you with a wicked grin. If you could reach across and smack him right now, he would. Changbin would call out to his friends every now and then, causing them to stop and pause to see what was up. It was the perfect ploy to allow Hyunjin to slip in next to you.

Standing so close to you, you were able to get a smell of his cologne. It wasn't too strong but not subtle at all. It was a distinct smell that made your head spin. Changbin was satisfied with the placement of everyone around the island, landing on you last. "You're welcome," he mouthed to you. Oh, he's going to get it.

"You know, y/n, I didn't think you were going to show up tonight." "And I didn't think you'd come downstairs to join us," you laughed. "You really think I'd miss out on being here?"

What did he mean by that? Your brain didn't have time to ask questions before you heard the sound of liquor being poured. You looked over to see Jeongin pouring rounds for everyone. A proud grin on his face knowing everyone approved of his idea.

Once all the glasses were poured, Hyunjin lifted his shot glass first. Everyone paused to stare at him. He wore a smile before his eyes traveled around the small circle gathered in the kitchen. His eye landing on you last. "To the night of our lives."

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Your body felt warm. You weren't sure if it was because of how hot it was in the room or from the alcohol in your body. Your hips moved to the beat of the music playing. One hand held a red solo cup, the other thrown up in the area.

Changbin was off who knows where. He was either having to play host at Chan's request or trying to get with the girl from his statistics class. The rest of the group was mixed and broken into smaller groups throughout the house. Everyone seemed to be having truly the time of their lives, as Hyunjin wished.

Every now and then, you would glance over your shoulders to see if you could spot him. But he seemed to be nowhere. With more alcohol in your system, you feel powerful. You were in the right mindset to make a move on him without stopping yourself. No more holding back.

"Looking for me, sweetheart?"

That's not Hyunjin. You looked in front of you to see a guy from one of your classes last semester. Taehyun, you think? He was the guy who liked to flirt with everyone, to try to make moves on anyone. I mean, you have to give it to him because he was an attractive guy. He jus wasn't your type. Especially not when you have your eyes locked on someone else.

"Oh hey Taehyun," you giggled. "Nooo I'm not looking for you." "Such a shame because I've had my eyes all on you." Before you could say something, you felt hands on your hips pulling you closer. Your hips are pressed against his. You could feel Taehyun's fingertips grazing against your ass. He was looking at you with a sly smirk on his face which you wanted to punch. "Y/n, why don't you give us a chance, hmm? We could be a great couple. Or we could just be together for one night." Taehyun leaned in closer, letting his lips press start pressing against your cheek. His hand fully cupped your ass, keeping you close. Your one hand is placed on Taehyun's chest, trying to create some distance. However, with how much stronger Taehyun was compared to you and only having one hand free, it was proving to be a bigger challenge. His lips were trying to make their way down to your neck. You didn't want to just drop your cup and create an even bigger mess. But maybe you should? It would create a pretty good diversion.

"Hey! Get off," you heard a voice shout over the music.

Suddenly, you were being pulled back into the person behind you. One arm was wrapped around you, keeping you close. The sudden motion caused your hand to jerk forward and spill over Taehyun. "What the fuck, Hyunjin?! She's not even off the market."

Hyunjin? You glanced behind you to see the man himself. He jaw was slightly clenched while his gaze was locked on Taehyun. His gaze was stern. "But she's off limits to you. Plus, you got a mess to clean up." Taehyun rolled his eyes before he stormed off. You slowly, a bit wobbly turned towards Hyunjin.

"Woah, you okay, sweet girl?" His voice was much gentler now compared to how he spoke to Taehyun. You've never seen that side of Hyunjin before. He softened his gaze on you, looking at you with concern. You always saw him as a gentle giant, bit clumsy at times but that's what you found adorable about him. After that encounter, you got confirmation he was also very sexy. But you always knew that one.

"I'm better now. Where have you been all evening?" You pouted. "Sorry, I was talking to Changbin, but I'm here now. Can I get you anything?" "Water? I'm feeling a bit dizzy with my body being moved around." "Of course, come on, let's get out of here." Hyunjin guided you towards the kitchen, away from the loud music and crowds of people. There were still a few people scattered throughout the remainder of the apartment, but some groups were starting to leave for the evening. The atmosphere in the kitchen was an opposite compared to the rest of the apartment.

You were led towards the fridge. With ease, Hyunjin was able to open the cabinet and grab a glass from the top shelf. You looked over towards the counter, seeing the handle of vodka Jeongin poured earlier. The red cap rested on the island. The smell of the liquor made you feel a bit queasy.

Hyunjin quickly noticed your state. He looked over towards the island. "I think we're done for the evening," he chuckled lightly. He put the glass down on the counter top so he could put the cap back on the liquor, attempting to rid of the stronger odor.

"Yeah, that's a good call." You both shared a laugh before Hyunjin continued on his initial mission - getting you water. He moved swiftly around you to open th fridge. He grabbed the black handle of the Brita pitcher to pour you a glass of cold water.

"You're my savior, Hyunjinnie," you gasped softly, watching him "I don't know about that much. I do know I'd do anything for you, y/n."

He presented you with he glass of water with a gentle kiss on your forehead. You felt your cheeks heat up immediately. You tilted your head down in an attempt to hide your cheeks from him.

"What is it, darlin'? Do I make you nervous?"

You noticed a hand covering yours, moving the glass of water away from your face. You slowly looked up to see Hyunjin hovering over you. Your back was gently pressing against the counter. Hyunjin had the other hand pressed against the counter, caging you in slightly.

What the fuck is happening? With the hand placed over yours, he placed the water glass on the island behind you. His now free hand was placed underneath your chin. He made sure you kept your eyes on him. Not that you would ever dare to look away. You had the most gorgeous view in the world right in front of you.

"So remember when I said I was talking to Changbin earlier? He told me something very interesting." "Oh yeah? What is that?" "He told me that you have a crush on me," Hyunjin smirked. Seo Changbin, when I find you-

"Why would you keep that a secret from me, honey? That's not a very nice thing to do." "I-"

What the fuck am I supposed to say? How do I respond to that? Hyunjin smirked at your reaction. He was enjoying watching you get frazzled because of him. "I never thought you'd be into me, Hyunjin. Because come on, you're you." "And you're you. How could I not be into you?"

Your eyes widened at Hyunjin. Is this actually happening? He had a gentle smile on his face as his eyes seemed to watch you. It was as if he was watching your body language, looking for any sign that you might be uncomfortable. "Hyunjin, listen, I gotta make sure that this is actually what you mean. Because I don't want you to feel bad that I've had a crush on you for a long time and trying to give me something so I can move on." "Baby, stop," Hyunjin quickly said. "First of all, I didn't know you had a crush on me for a long time."

God dammit. Me and my big mouth.

"Second of all, is this proof that I actually mean it?"

At that moment, his lips pressed against yours. You placed your hand on Hyunjin's forearm to stabilize yourself because you could have sworn that your knees would have given out. His lips were so soft and the kiss was delicate. Your lips moved in sync, catching each other's every now and then. You never thought that you'd get to this point.

Slowly, you pulled back. You bit your lip gently, looking up at him. "Was that real enough for you?" He asked teasingly. "I don't know," you teased. You both laughed before you stood on your tiptoes. Your hand remained on his forearm, but the other cupped his cheek. You kissed him a bit more with passion. There was no way you were going to let this opportunity pass you by. He smiled gently against your lips. You smiled also as his hand rested on your hip, stabilizing you.

Your world didn't feel like it was spinning any more. You were content with just being still, being here with Hyunjin.

My Favorite Clothes - Jung Wooyoung

Synopsis: The birthday boy gets whatever he wants.

"I love how you dress up for me, darling."

Pairing: Jung Wooyoung x fem reader

Genre: fluff here and there, smut - Minors DNI

Contains: nudity, dirty talk, vaginal penetration (fingering, f receiving) oral (f receiving), biting, light degradation (more so Wooyoung calling you a slut), mentions of edging (f receiving)

Word Count: 3.3k

Note: a little birthday present for all the Wooyoung stans 🖤 happy birthday Wooyoung!

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It was a late Sunday afternoon. The world outside the apartment seemed still, which contrasted with the bustling streets of city streets below. Yet, you were taking every chance to enjoy the peace and quiet, especially before Wooyoung woke up.

Last night, the member decided to treat Wooyoung for his birthday. They threw a small party at the company building before taking him for a round of drinks. Wooyoung, of course, made sure you came. Not only because it was his birthday celebration, but because he would not have a good time if you weren't there right beside him.

You tried your best to keep up with Mingi and Yeosang when it came drinking. You didn't stand a chance with Wooyoung, considering people were giving him drinks left and right. And Jongho is on a whole other level when it comes to drinking. His tolerance both impressed and scared everyone. Mingi and Yunho at least knew how to keep pace but not overdo it, which you were grateful for.

Throughout the whole night, while Wooyoung was making sure to spend ample time with everyone in attendance, he kept his eyes on you. You were his girl. He wanted to make sure you were enjoying yourself. He was grateful that you were close to his members, as he knew they could keep an eye on you. However, he still felt very protective of you especially in a large setting like the nightclub.

Once he had enough of the distance, he pushed himself through the crowd to where you, Mingi, and Yunho were. Sensing the birthday boy's presence, they stepped back. Wooyoung quickly took their spot, making sure to wrap one arm around you to pull you in close.

"You know, it's rude to ignore someone on their birthday," he pouted. "Oh, baby boy, I'm sorry. I figured you would get me all to yourself tonight," you smirked.

You lifted one hand to run through Wooyoung's hair, brushing it out of his face. You could have sworn he let out a soft moan at the feeling of your fingers running through his hair. It was one of his weaknesses.

But he easily knew yours. Being so close, he took the opportunity to lean his lips down to your neck. He kissed up gently until his lips found the soft spot on your neck, the point that made you slightly limp in his embrace and press your body against his. He sucked on the spot gently. Wooyoung didn't care who, if anyone, was watching you two. if anything, it helped enforce that you were his girl. All his. And Wooyoung didn't like to share his prizes.

"Mmm you're right, sweetheart. Why don't we head home and get the night started early?"

By the time you and Wooyoung had gotten home, your panties were off and tucked into his pants. His fingertips had your wetness from your pussy coated on his fingers. That was the extent that Wooyoung could bring you before getting you behind closed doors. He would have taken you right then and there, but he was a gentleman after all. He didn't like the idea of the Uber driver getting even a glimpse of what belonged to him. Light teasing in the car was the limit, and that was even pushing it. Thank goodness for the darkness of the evening and being slightly under the influence where he could disregard some of his morals in order to give into his temptations.

You were his biggest temptation of them all.

Flash forward to the present moment. You wearing an oversized, light brown sweater that belonged to Wooyoung. It was the easiest thing you could find to slip on once you woke up. You couldn't help but wonder if you and Wooyoung would move into your own space one day. Or if you would move into his. However, you probably wouldn't give up stealing his clothes even then.

When you had gotten up, Wooyoung was still asleep. He looked so peaceful asleep. His chest rose and fell with each breath he took. You weren't unaware of how atinys and his members view Wooyoung. He was a ball of energy. You just felt blessed to get to experience both sides of him - the calm and collected to the wild child.

You slipped out of the bed, despite its warmth, to make breakfast for Wooyoung. The next week was going to be hectic with ATEEZ's comeback just around the corner. You wanted to do something special for Wooyoung before all his attention and time is in the dance studio or out on promotions. You decided a breakfast in bed was going to be best fit for him.

Wooyoung was awoken by your movement. However, he opted to continue laying in bed rather than waking up right away. She'll be back. Or at least that's what he believed.

After a few minutes of no movement in or around his bedroom, he decided to open his eyes. He blinked a couple of times, adjusting to the brightness of the room. He saw the place where you lied. A smirk found its way onto his lips as he remembered the events of the night before. He loved the way you could only moan for him, only arch your back for him. It was his favorite sight. The only thing wrong with the current moment was the fact you were nowhere to be found.

He huffed in frustration before pushing himself out of bed. He grabbed a pair of grey sweatpants that were disregarded on his bedroom floor. He was thankful he found a partner like you who accepted him and his hectic schedule. For example, he was embarrassed slightly by the clothes thrown around the room after dance practices because he was eager to just crawl back into bed. You didn't hold it against him in the slightest.

It might've been his birthday, but he was going to treat you like the treasure you are to him.

A commotion was heard coming from the kitchen. The sound of pots and pans being moved around. The fridge opens and closes. He had located where you wandered off to. He pulled the sweatpants up to his hips, not bothering to tie them off completely. They'll come off in a matter of time anyway.

He began his descent down to the kitchen. Wooyoung tried being as quiet as possible. While he wasn't quite sure what you were up to, he thought it might be a joy to give you a spook.

However, his plans came to a pause when he walked to the kitchen and caught a glimpse of you. You were bent over, looking at the lower cabinet for the prefect pan. His sweater that you wore did little to keep you covered. He felt himself twitch in his sweatpants at the sight of your bare ass. There was a slight bruise from Wooyoung's spanking. What really got Wooyoung going was when he noticed you wore no panties. She's going to be the death of me.

When you stood up, the sweater stopped just right at your ass. If you moved the right way, you got a glimpse of your ass still. The sweater hung loose on your body. Easy to take off. Perfect. Your hair was still slightly a mess. It was evident though you tried your best to brush through it so it was not as knotted and messy. Wooyoung also took note of the hickies that decorated your neck. Some were a very deep purple while others were a reddish purple. They all symbolized his possession over you. He was determined to be the only man in your life. You were a work of art to him.

Wooyoung noticed you had pulled out eggs. He wasn't sure what you would cook up for him, but he had a hunger for something else. And he needed to act quickly. You weren't a fan of being interrupted when you were about to start a task.

Slowly, he crossed the kitchen towards you. Before you could open the carton of eggs, his arms slipped around you. He heard you gasp softly which caused him to chuckle. He didn't even have to come up with a ploy to spook you when you jumped so easily. Wooyoung pulled you in close, but so that your ass pressed against his boner. "Good morning, princess," he murmured. His lips first pressed innocently to your cheek before starting to kiss back down your neck.

You smiled, biting your lip gently. "Good morning, birthday boy," you whispered. You rolled your hips back gently, pressing your ass further into his boner.

He growled in response. He kept one arm wrapped around you while the other gently moved down to rest on your hip. He gave it a squeeze before letting his hand rest on your thigh. He applied slight pressure to keep you held back against his boner.

"You really want to tease me on my birthday? You think that's a wise idea?" He whispered into your sink. His teeth sunk gently into one of hickies, causing you to gasp again. "Didn't even start with this morning. It started with last night. Isn't that right, y/n?" His fingertips ghosted over your bare thighs. You wanted so desperately to squeeze your legs together, give some friction to your needy pussy, but you couldn't bring yourself to do it. This was Wooyoung'd day, and he was going to play the way he wanted to. His fingertips gently brushed where the hem of the sweater fell. He kept his lips close to the shell of my ear, constantly causing my goosebumps to rise. "It started last night when you wore that little black dress you wore last night. I just wanted to rip it off of you so badly." You knew exactly what that dress did to him. You wore it once before on a date night a few months back. It was a mini black dress that fit you like a glove. Truly, you felt on top of the world the moment you slipped it on. It had sheer sleeves that stopped at your wrist which defined your arms. "You looked like a present just for me but you decided to show it off to everyone else. That outfit is for my eyes only," he growled.

"I love how you dress up for me, darling, but I also love how you dress down. You always know how to capture my attention.": He was showing his soft side. This was unlike Wooyoung. We've explored softer sex at the beginning of our relationship. The more we got comfortable with one another, the more rougher side began to show itself. Especially when I begged him to be rougher, promising that he wouldn't break me.

His touch moved up underneath your sweater until he rested on your stomach. His fingertips ran along your skin, tracing little patterns. He was so infatuated with just the touch of you. Your soft skin felt comforting to him, especially on the most stressful of days. You often found him creating little designs on your thighs, your back, your arm - anywhere he could touch. You helped ground him when he felt like he was going to break. You were his safe space. "And now I come down here to see you wearing my favorite sweater? The one that can barely cover your body? You're such a little tease." "What are you going to do about it, baby?" Wooyoung was unfazed by you trying to taunt him. Honestly, it was welcomed by him. He loved a challenge.

He spun you around until you faced him. With ease, he bent down to lift you up so your legs wrapped around his torso. He placed his hands underneath your ass before walking towards the kitchen table. On his walk over, he smacked your ass which cause you to jump and let out a soft moan. A lump formed in your throat as you looked down at him. Maybe you took it too far? Yet, you could see the playful glint in his eyes which indicated he was enjoying this.

Once he reached the kitchen table, he placed you on the wooden surface. You hissed gently from the contact with the cold surface, especially against your heated ass cheek. From last night to just a moment ago, your ass was paying the price.

"You know, sweet girl, your behavior right now means I need to punish you. But, it's my birthday and I'm feeling rather generous. What were you doing down here so early that you left me up in bed all by myself?" "I was going to make you breakfast in bed, then lay around with you for the rest of the day." "Well, I am hungry, but there is just one thing that is on my mind right now."

Without saying anything else, he moved his hands up to your hips. His fingertips gently dug into your skin before he moved your body, so your ass was right on the edge. Your heart trembled with excitement as you stared at him in awe.

Wooyoung sunk down to his knees in front of you. He placed both hands down on your knees, pushing them apart. The sweater naturally rose above your hips from the movement. His thumbs gently caressed the skin of your knees. He wanted you to know he still cared for you even if he tended to be rougher. He pushed your legs enough so your pussy was fully exposed to him. You could have sworn he groaned at the sight.

"You were expecting this, huh? You're dripping. Last night wasn't enough for you? Such a dirty, slutty girl. And all mine."

From the cool air in the dining room, you couldn't deny it. Getting to wake up next to Wooyoung was such a treat. You got to be the one in his arms throughout the night and wake up to his gorgeous face the next morning. It also benefitted the fact you could have him all to yourself whenever you want. He was yours. How could you not lust over him? Especially when the memories of the night before replay in your mind.

He moved your legs so he rested on his shoulders. He wanted nothing to get in the way of him enjoying his favorite meal of the day. His tongue darted out. Slowly, he leaned forward to trace light circles around your clit. You moaned but also whined at the teasing.

His eyes immediately shot up towards you in a hard glare. You were walking a tight rope with him. His teeth gently nipped at your clit which caused your head to throw back. Your grip on the edge of the table tightened as your legs did so around his head. Wooyoung loved the feeling of being suffocated by your legs.

You loosened your legs slightly and he popped his head up. "Darling, you're lucky I am still a bit tired or your ass would be regretting that. Now, be a good girl so I can enjoy what you prepared for me," he smirked. He sunk his teeth into your thigh. You couldn't fit the moan that slipped past your lips. You loved when Wooyoung marked you.

He dipped his head back into your pussy. This time though, he didn't hold back. His tongue pressed flat against your pussy. He groaned at the taste of you which resulted in your moaning for him from the sensation and the vibrations against your pussy. Who needed a sex toy when you have such a vocal boyfriend. He began moving his tongue up and down your entrance, collecting the juices on your lips.

Wooyoung thrives off of the noises you make for him. Each time you guys got intimate, he tried to see if he could get you to be louder than the previous time. It was all in the way that you moaned for him and because of him. His actions were a direct result of the pleasure you were feeling.

After running his tongue up and down a couple of times, he plunged his tongue deep into your pussy. His tongue created random patterns you couldn't even make out. Your mind felt so fuzzy like you were spinning. You leaned back on the table with your legs resting still on Wooyoung's shoulder. One hand moved to grasp onto his hair. Your body screamed and ached for him. Loud moans were being released from you as you felt a familiar burning sensation in your stomach.

He smirked. You could feel the smile of the devil against your pussy. He pulled back slightly but kept his lips hovering over your pussy lips, so you could still feel him close. "Is my slut going to cum? You know how to ask."

"Please, please, baby. Let me cum. I want to be your good girl and cum for you." "Hmm, I can't tell if you really want to." "Wooyoung!"

At this point, tears were starting to gather in the corner of your eyes from the build-up and frustration of him. While you loved him with all your heart, he was such a fucking tease. He knew all the ways to make you tick because he found it adorable how flustered you get. He could edge you for hours if he desired.

"I guess I could let you cum now. But if you cum now you won't cum later today." "I don't care! Please!"

He shrugged. "If that's your choice, my dear. Who am I to deny you?" You didn't care if you just made a deal with the devil. You just wanted relief now and you were growing impatient. I'm sure I can get him to back down out of it later.

Wooyoung went back down to your pussy. This time though, his lips wrapped around your clit and he began sucking as if his life depended on it. Your back arched at the intensity of the feeling, the feeling you love so much.

He took one of his hands off of your knee. You didn't feel it for a while until you felt two fingers slide into your entrance. You moaned loudly. In response, Wooyoung started curling and twisting his fingers. He wasn't working to stretch you open. Not yet at least. Right now, he was on a mission to get you to release as quickly as possible. You could feel the way your core was ablaze. Your walls clenching around Wooyoung's fingers as they moved rapidly.

"Come on, angel. Let go for me."

You didn't need to be asked twice. Once Wooyoung's fingers brushed against your g-spot, you let go. You felt like all the air was released from your lungs as you screamed his name. Your vision was white and you felt light as a feather, especially as you floated down from your high.

You didn't even register being lifted off the table. Not until you met the face of your beloved up close and personal. "What a way to kick off my birthday," he snickered. You smiled gently. His chin glistened a bit still, evidence of your orgasm. You leaned up to kiss his jawline before nestling into his shoulder. He smiled to himself, carrying you bridal style this time up the stairs towards your bedroom.

"I hope you're not getting sleepy on me now, princess. We have a long afternoon ahead of us." "Woo, what are you talking about?" "Do you not remember what you said just a little bit ago? That you would rather cum now and not later?"

You slowly peeked your head out from his shoulder. You hoped that maybe he had let that slip from his memory. Your eyes were wide while he wore a wide grin. Oh boy.

"Oh darling, it's my birthday. I'll celebrate how I want, and I think hearing you beg for mercy and to cum seems like the perfect birthday."

Life Goes On - Park Jimin

Synopsis: It was finally happening. Jimin would be leaving for the military in a few weeks. The boys have worked hard to make the enlistment process seamless for themselves and the fans, but that doesn't mean you are ready.

Pairing: idol! Park Jimin x reader Genre: Flufffffff Word Count: 2.1k Note: BTS was the first k-pop group I got into, all thanks to a college friend who was obsessed at the time. I still remember her sending me Spring Day as a recommend and listening to it on repeat all winter break. They were a huge source of happiness, especially during the pandemic. Watching each member go has been tough, but I am excited for the day that OT7 is back in 2025. 💜

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It was a calm Friday night. Probably the last Friday night we would get like this. The world outside had a particular stillness to it, almost as if nobody else existed besides us.

The only source of light in the living room came from the fairy lights strung around the apartment. I had suggested to Jimin that we decorate our shared space early seeing as he would soon be joining his six friends, his six brothers in military service. We weren't sure how much more time we would have together, so we wanted to create joyful holiday memories before the rush of preparing for enlistment fully began. I wanted to give Jimin a chance to enjoy the holiday season with friends and family before the goodbyes start.

We were laying on our couch. Our bodies were positioned so Jimin's back rested against the arm of the couch, my body resting against his back and sitting in between his legs. His right hand rested gently on my hip, running up and down lazily. His touch left me feeling hypnotized like I was putty in his hands. A dark green blanket was draped over our bodies, keeping us warm. Some holiday movie was playing in the background, but I was not even paying attention. Hence the popcorn bowl was only half empty. I was trying my best to savor the feeling of being this close to Jimin, what it was like to feel his body warmth against mine, to feel his presence next to me.

A soft ding brought me back to reality. I glanced over to my right, away from the TV, when I saw Jimin raise his cellphone with his left hand. I instantly recognized the app responsible for the notification. Weverse.

"It's posted," Jimin whispered. I could sense his body trying to sit up a bit straighter. I followed suit, allowing him to adjust his posture before gently leaning against him again. He had moved his phone so it was in front of the both of us. His phone was already unlocked due to his camera recognizing his face. The notification push is already open for the two of us to read.

I could feel my heart sink a bit. I knew this was coming. We already talked about it. Why was I so nervous?

Hello. This is BIGHIT MUSIC.

We would like to inform our fans that RM, Jimin, V, and Jung Kook have initiated the military enlistment process.

All of us have been aware of the plan for a while. There have been numerous, lengthy conversations since 2020 about what would happen, what life would be like, what the boys wanted for themselves before and after enlistment, and everything in between. The protocol all the boys would follow made sense. Jin was going to go first, seeing as he was the oldest and had the shortest amount of time. J-Hope decided that he would go second, just wanting to get it over with to get back on stage sooner. Yoongi would go third, seeing as his military service would be the longest period as a civil servant. He wanted to stay on track with rejoining the group in 2025. The other four wanted to go in together, to be able to support each other and say goodbye rather than leaving one person left behind. Three years ago, the plan seemed like it was so far away. But the plan was now in action and the rest of the world knew it.

The boys have been able to pursue projects they had only dreamed of. They had gotten the chance of a lifetime to take control and make decisions for each of themselves. And I was beyond proud of them all, especially Jimin. It was just now happening too quickly for my liking. I felt like I was losing time now.

What was my plan? What was I going to do? 18 months without Jimin, without my source of happiness and laughter in this sometimes dark world. Everyone seemed to know what they were meant to do, but what about me? "Babe? Y/n?"

I blinked a couple of times after registering that Jimin was calling out to me. I looked down to see the phone had been removed from in front of me, now sitting next to the popcorn bowl on the coffee table. I felt a hand cradle my cheek, turning it gently to the side until I met those deep brown eyes. I tried offering a light smile but knew that it was all an act. My glossy eyes a dead giveaway.

"Angel, what's going on in your mind? Talk to me." "I don't want you to go. Like I know you have to. We've talked about it basically over the last three years, but that doesn't mean I want you to go."

Jimin frowned. I felt him gently push on my body, indicating he wanted me to shift. My frown deepened as I turned to sit forward, my legs hitting the wooden floor. Shivers shot up my spine from the contact with the cold floor. Jimin remained sitting in the same position, his body against the corner and arm of the couch. However, this time, his hands were extended towards me. I shifted my body slightly, to face him, but also slipped my hands into his. His warm touch. That brought a smile at my gesture. He slipped his fingers in between mine before giving my hand three tiny squeezes, our little way of saying 'I love you' without having to verbally say it. It worked in situations where we were out in public, unable to hear each other, or for times like this when speaking might be too difficult.

"I don't want to go either, baby. I really don't. The thought of leaving you for a short while pains me, but it's something that has to be done."

I nodded my head, listening to his words. I didn't even realize at this point that a few tears had slipped down my cheeks.

"18 months just seems like such a long time. So much can happen in a year and a half." "And I look forward to hearing about every single moment, every second when I see you again. Or if it is something you absolutely cannot wait to tell me, you know you can write me a letter. I always loved your handwriting."

His thumb gently caressed the back of my hand. My eyes were trained down at our interlocked hands. I watched the way his thumb gently moved across my knuckles. Three tiny squeezes.

"And you won't be completely alone, you know."

I picked my head up, turning it slightly. What was he talking about? His eyes widened in return to my expression. "You didn't think I came up with a plan for us?"

"We never talked about it, Jimin. We always talked about what you and the boys needed and wanted before and after enlistment. That was the sole focus."

"But you're my focus," he whispered. He leaned forward to press a gentle kiss to my cheek, a lingering kiss. My head naturally tilted towards his lips, one more tear falling as I just soaked in the moment. Who knows how many more kisses I would be able to receive from Jimin. Now that the world knew of his intention to enlist, we were waiting anxiously for the report-for-duty date. "Stay right there."

Jimin slowly leaned away from me. He then slowly detached himself before he got up and started walking in the direction of the Christmas tree. In a few weeks, we had planned to throw a Christmas party not just for us, but for RM, V, and Jungkook to celebrate one last holiday season before leaving us for a little bit. The tree would soon be lined up with gifts for each of the boys and from them. Jimin glanced back towards me, winking which caused me to giggle a bit. He soon tucked himself between the wall and the tree to retrieve something from the back. What was he up to?

I wiped my tears, not wanting to bring any more somber energy into our evening. While yes I was sad about having to depart from my beloved for a bit, tonight and the days to come were about making Jimin feel comfortable. It was tearing him apart inside at the possibility of missing important family time.

Soon, Jimin reemerged with a white bag that had red ribbons holding it together. He held the gift bag in one hand before coming back to sit right beside me. His free hand wrapped around my shoulders, placing the gift bag right in my lap. "No such thing as an early present. Merry Christmas, my love," he whispered. His lips pressed into the side of my head.

My eyes widened in surprised as I took the gift bag into both of my hands. Using my left hand to stabilize it, my right hand began to take out the tissue paper. It was white, matching the exterior of the bag, but had gold mixed into it. The tissue paper was discarded onto the floor by our feet. Inside was a brown book with black pages. Black pages? How was I supposed to read that?

Very carefully, I took the book out of the bag. I set the bag beside me to place the book in my lap. On the front was a brown cover with a star cutout. I assume you can place a photo that you like in the front. The book was closed due to black straps of leather that were tied into a bow. I slowly undid the bow, freeing the pages of the book to be flipped. The book wasn't a traditional book. The pages opened like an accordion.

I placed the cover by the one end of the coffee table, seeing it stretch all the way to the other end. "Jimin, what is this?" I asked softly. The pages were currently blank.

I heard that heavenly laughter behind me. Soon, arms were wrapped around my stomach and pulled me back in. My hands gently rested on top of his arms, his chin resting on my shoulder. "It's a photo album. It's not just for you, it's for us. You can fill it with whatever you want as a way to keep me in the loop on all the adventures you'll have while I'm away. I want to be present in your life as much as possible. I know I won't get much time to be here physically, but I figured this would be the next best thing. You can take photos of yourself, what you see, put in flowers that you want pressed - whatever you want to show me when I get back. And then, when I come home, we'll sit right here on the couch and look through it all." His lips pressed against my shoulder as I stared at the photo album.

"And then, of course, my parents will always welcome you in with open arms. I'm convinced they get more excited about having you visit than they do with me," he laughed. "So if you feel the urge to be around family, my family is ready to step up to the plate. Or even if you want them to come visit you, they are more than happy to do so."

"It's just going to be so weird without any of you guys around here," I sighed. "Well, don't worry. Jin is going to be back soon, so you won't be too lonely for long. I know he'll make sure you are fed, you are happy, and you won't have a moment of silence again until I arrive home."

Staying in Jimin's arms, I smiled brightly. "You really have thought of everything, huh?"

Jimin nodded proudly. His arms gave me a gentle squeeze before reconnecting his lips to my cheek. "I tried to! I know life is going to go on while I'm away. And I want you to be able to live it all. You can do that for me, right?"

This time, I nodded my head before turning my head to press my forehead gently against his. "Of course. I'll take all the photos in the world and be waiting for you to come home," I whispered to him. He seemed satisfied with my response as he soon pressed his lips gently against mine. I melted into his warm embrace.

I have a plan now.