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THE FIRST MEETING

~ Aesthetic ~

The story!

For this story, I will only show references concerning Y/N! For the other members, you can imagine them as you want, it's the environment mostly that will give the ambiance, which I want you guys to have!

Ahn Y/N

Her home

Her cat cafe

WHO ARE YOU?

BTS X READER NORMAL LIFE AU

CHAPTER 5 (7k words)

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“The car’s doors are unlocked so you can get in while I lock this one, Y/N, and at the front, don’t treat me like some taxi, I don’t want you at the back like a stranger” Seokjin states as he grabs his set of keys to find the right one for the shop, an eye on me to make sure I have understood.

I freeze where I am before giving him a sheepish smile, is it really that bad to sit at the back? It feels like the better choice for me because sitting at the front… can I really?

Seokjin sighs and points his chin towards his vehicle parked at the side of the building, he doesn’t look surprised that this appears to have been my initial plan and we can both see it, he’s getting a bit too good at reading me and I don’t know what to think of it.

Has anyone ever paid that much attention to me to the point of being able to guess my next steps like this before? I don’t think so, my baby siblings were good at knowing how to use my weak points to get their desired snacks before dinner while mom would use them against me to keep me within her grasp but that’s as far as my personal experiences go, everything Seokjin does always appears to be for my own sake and I’m not used to that.

“I won’t, Seokjin, I wouldn’t dare do that to you” I let out bashfully before quickly making my way to his car to save face and I hear him chuckle followed with a pleased hum. He definitely knows me too well, he must be a mind reader or something, maybe I should be scared of him.

“I sure hope so, I would have gotten you out of that seat myself to put you at the front if that was needed, back seats are only for when the front is already occupied. And anyway, I’m too handsome to be a taxi driver, people wouldn’t be able to handle it, do you imagine them all passing out from shock once sat at the back? How would I make money?”.

I giggle and roll my eyes at his comment and turn around once at the car to see him done with locking the front door, the coffee shop’s name above his head truly fitting, he’s the owner without a doubt.

I get inside the clean vehicle - at the front of course - and once seated, the scent of vanilla eventually reaches my nose, which makes me notice the little scent stick hanging from the rear-view mirror in the middle, there’s a warm creamy tone to it that makes me feel more comfortable, it smells very good.

Seokjin quickly walks over while I wear my seatbelt and after smiling at me from the window, he opens his door to sit inside, a content sigh leaving him after he closes it, he looks excited about the sudden change of plans for today and I can’t deny that I am too.

It’s amazing how much talking with him earlier helped me feel better and so I can only smile as he hums while pressing on a button to turn on the radio, air conditioner switched off to instead slide down the windows a little, everything he does, he does with grace and it’s fascinating to watch.

His eyes fall on me when he’s buckled in and I startle before looking away, a few quick blinks of the eyes as my cheeks heat up because I know that wasn’t a smooth recovery, I was very obvious but I can’t help it, he’s so interesting to watch.

Him being extremely handsome does nothing to keep the eyes away, I would be blind if I couldn’t admit that he’s incredibly attractive.

Unaware of the proud grin that takes place on his face, Seokjin’s posture relaxed and delighted, I keep my gaze locked on the outside as he begins driving us away from the shop and towards his home, something that sounds weird to my mind considering I never had any friends to visit until now.

I’m really seeing the impact of mom’s isolating me now that she’s not around to control me anymore and it’s scary to witness just how much she took from me, they do say that you need to give up on your previous life to start anew, I only wish that my siblings weren’t the price to pay to get this freedom.

With the wind in my hair and the soft music that plays from the speakers to keep us company, I think back to what happened earlier with Eunwoo and to the way I left Namjoon alone, a light pinch to my heart when I see both of their faces filled with sadness, it wasn’t fun for any of us, in different ways.

Namjoon made sure I would get back home safe and stayed behind without complaining, he let me know that he was available to help me should I ever need it, at any moment and I can’t help but feel really bad about leaving him like that, especially since I didn’t go back home but went to Seokjin instead, would he be mad about it?

I decide to grab my phone to at least apologize and let him know that I’m alright, he deserves to know that much, he did so much for me today and I would hate for him to continue worrying about me when I truly feel better already.

Me: Hey Namjoon… I’m sorry about how I left earlier, I didn’t mean to end things the way I did and I feel really bad now that I have a clear mind, you even paid for the drive... I wanted to thank you for the way you handled things and helped me, I would have been very lost if not for you so I mean it, thank you. I hope you got back home safely as well? I had time to process what happened and feel much better now so please do not worry about me.

I bite on my bottom lip before writing more, I don’t want things to become awkward when we really had such a good day before finding Eunwoo, it would break my heart to have Namjoon keep a distance with me because of today and I think he deserves to know that this is how I feel, I want him to know how much I cherish our time together.

Me: If you’re alright with that… if today didn’t make you feel too uncomfortable about spending time with me again, I wish we could do something together soon, without all the family drama. I want you to know that I truly enjoyed my day with you and will forever remember it as my first time spending time with a friend, so thank you for allowing me such a beautiful memory, today meant a lot to me despite the way it ended.

I stare anxiously at the screen for a moment in the hopes that he would reply soon, but when it becomes clear that I won’t be getting anything anytime soon, I sigh and put my phone away before leaning my head against my seat to glance out of the window.

Eunwoo looked so torn before leaving at the park, it was like he knew that if he’d stayed behind, he would have wavered and it must have scared him. I’m sure he wanted to believe me, but mom’s words have always had such an impact on them, which I don’t blame them for, it was the same for me, until she kicked me out that is.

I always did my best so she would approve of me, from as far as I can remember, but it never worked, obviously. She would give them the world though, Eunwoo and the others have no reasons to dislike her.

The problem has always been me, only me.

It breaks my heart to know that I have absolutely no way to contact them for now, not without their new phone numbers and it hurts me much more than I can describe with words.

I would call them in a heartbeat if I could, I would let them know how much I love them, how much I miss them, I want to hear their voices so badly, I want to see them and hug them and it kills me that I can’t.

Eunwoo was so close, I had him right in front of me and yet I failed him so badly. Would he have melted in my embrace if I had dared hug him the way I always do? If I had held onto him with all of my strength, would things have ended the same way? Would he have given me a chance to explain?

New tears rise to my tired eyes and I take in a deep breath to keep them from flowing freely, eyes blinking quickly as I try to focus on what I see outside, cars, people, clouds, birds, the little plane that appears small as an ant, anything I can grab onto to keep the self-pity away. Now’s not the time for regret, crying won’t change anything.

My siblings have it much worse than me, they have to deal with the belief that they were betrayed and abandoned by me, they have to deal with the belief that I didn’t want them anymore, that I ran away from them. My pain is nothing compared to their own.

I swallow thickly and eventually need to wipe my eyes to remove any proof that my heart is still struggling, it doesn’t help that I can feel Seokjin’s gaze burning my skin, I know that he’s not blind to my pain, but I’m glad that he doesn’t say anything about it, it wouldn’t fix this nightmare.

I’ll get through it, I’ve gotten over a lot of things in my life, and although this is the hardest problem I’ve ever had to face, this pain one that I will never be able to forget, if I can at least adapt around it, then living might not be so awful. Just until I manage to get them back in my life.

“We’re almost there” Seokjin says softly, his voice gently pulls me out of my thoughts and I look ahead to see that he just turned into a warm looking street filled with pretty houses, there’s a family vibe to it that screams comfort, parks, flowers and tall trees everywhere the eye can see.

Everything about this place clashes greatly with the more industrial and cold district that mom had chosen for the family, the kids weren’t thrilled at all the first time we’d reached the new house but at least there was the possibility of walking through the neighboring district to get to the nice parks, it helped, though it’s not something I miss much.

The trees make me feel calm, peaceful, much more alive than any amounts of brick walls and cement could ever do. My siblings were my warmth in the middle of the cold, they helped me through so much without knowing.

Seokjin pulls into the driveway of a pretty home, a house that looks simply adorable. It’s decorated with a beautiful garden filled with a wide variety of colours still in full blooms and there are even a few small trees spread over the lawn with a white fence surrounding it to make the space more private, it looks just as welcoming as he was to me.

“Your place looks beautiful, Seokjin” I admit quietly while turning my gaze his way and he smiles at me, his eyes bright and relieved as he stops the car and turns off the engine, which also puts an end to the music from the radio.

“Thank you, dear, that’s sweet of you to say. I put in a lot of efforts to get this result so it makes me happy that you like it” he muses back softly before undoing his seatbelt, after which he steps out of the car before running around towards my side to open my door while I unbuckle myself, his gentlemanly manners a breeze of warm tingles to my weary heart.

When I make a move to step out as well, he raises a hand to protect my head and I offer him a shy smile in response that makes his heart melt into a puddle, and once I’m safely up to my feet, he closes the door behind me before guiding me to the house with a gentle hand between my shoulder blades that makes my stomach flutter.

Once at the door, he finds the right key, a bright pink one and proceeds to unlock it before allowing me in first, himself not far behind to close the door once the two of us inside.

Right away, what greets my eyes is a nicely decorated entrance that opens to a large and open living room that lets in a lot of natural light from the tall windows, it’s cozy and warm and added to that is the smell of perfumed candles, so potent in the air that it shows he must use them often, but it doesn’t bother my senses, it instead makes my body settle with comfortable inner peace.

“You can put your shoes in the closet and if you need slippers, I have some in the basket so don’t be shy, take what you need” he informs me and I nod my head before following his directives, the closet’s sliding door opened slowly to reveal a cleanly organized space.

I put my shoes down where I can see his other pairs and then take a look at the mentioned basket that is filled to the brim with various colourful slippers, do people living alone need so many? Does he wear all of them or do they go forgotten most of the time?

I need to search for a little bit, but I eventually find a pair that looks slightly smaller than the others, but considering how Seokjin’s feet are much bigger than my own, I can’t say for certain that these would fit me well, maybe I should give up the plan and remain slipper-less after all.

I show the chosen slippers to him and he chuckles at my questioning eyes before moving closer to have a look at the basket too, another pair taken for himself without seeming to care that he got close so suddenly that our shoulders are literally brushing together, something that makes my breath hitch in my throat with embarrassment.

“They are rather big for you, aren’t they? There’s another pair in there, I got it because I found them cute but there weren’t any feet to fit them yet, I think they’ll be perfect for you” he lets me know as he rummages through the lot until he hums in satisfaction when he finds two identical slippers.

He hands them to me and my eyes light up at the pretty purple colour, they look so soft and snug for the feet too, I almost hesitate to accept them, as if I’m unworthy of such comfort but when he insists with a smile, I can only take them from him with wonder.

We both stand up and proceed to wear the slippers at the same time and when my feet fit in perfectly, I gaze at them with amazement, they’re the most comfortable slippers I’ve ever been allowed to wear, I’ve been saying that way too often recently but there’s just so many things that I get to experience with him and Namjoon that were never within reach before.

“They’re great, right? Seems like they were made for you, buying them has finally been explained, you were meant to come here today it seems” Seokjin teases me, though he looks pretty convinced of what he’s saying when I look up to meet his pleased eyes.

“They’re so soft on my feet, I love them” I let out with an amazed look on my face and he laughs before nodding his head. “They’ll be yours and yours only then, I’ll even have your name sewed on them to make sure everyone knows who they belong to, how’s that?” he offers and my eyes widen in happy surprise.

“Really? Just like you did with my apron?” I ask him, unable to hide my excitement at the prospect of having something like this just for me, his kind eyes crinkle at the sides and he hums softly before nudging me further into his home.

“Just like I did for your apron, it’s a promise. I’ll give you a quick tour around my house since it’s your first time here but you’ll see, it’s not too big so you can’t get lost” he muses before starting with the open living room at our right.

He shows me the dining room and the kitchen that are connected together, though there is a warm-coloured wooden wall divider to conceal the kitchen a little, Seokjin must like to have his space when he’s cooking at home too, just like at the coffee shop.

“I have three bedrooms, but I obviously use only this one for myself. The second door here is the guest room, though it’s barely ever used and the third one is my office, it’s there for when I need to take care of things related to the shop, it’s a bit boring because there are only files in there so I usually keep the door closed unless I need it for something.

The bathroom is right there on the opposite wall but there’s a smaller one accessible from the guest room that you can use if needed” he concludes the tour with a smile as I keep looking around me with interest, he has such a pretty home, it’s much warmer than the houses I grew up in before.

He keeps the space very clean and it makes me curious to see what his bedroom looks like, is it just as clean or does he allow himself to be messier in there? I really want to know, but I don’t dare voice that out in the open, he can show me if he wants to, doors are always closed for a reason.

“It’s a nice home you have, Seokjin, and it smells really good, that’s the first thing I thought as soon as I got in earlier” I tell him sincerely and he preens instantly, a quick nod of the head before he motions for his set of candles on a nearby commode.

“It smells good, doesn’t it? I do enjoy candles a little bit too much but I can’t help it, I love coming back to this smell after a long day at work. My mother believes I’m addicted to them and I’m starting to wonder the same, but what can I say? I enjoy nice smells, it makes getting back home sweeter” he muses with a chuckle, his eyes light up when he mentions his mother and the sight makes me smile.

“Are you close to her? Your mother?” I can’t resist asking, I’m curious about how he is when he’s with his family but my question has him freezing, eyes turning guilty as if him mentioning her when my relationship with my own is in such a bad condition would hurt me, I give him a reassuring smile and he relaxes slightly.

“You don’t have to stop talking about your family on my account, mine is a mess but that doesn’t mean I don’t want to hear about yours” I make sure to let him know and he nods softly, back leaning against the wall behind him as he looks up to the ceiling with a pensive look before gazing down at me.

“My mother and I, we’re all we have in terms of family so yes, you could say we’re pretty close. I try to go see her once in a while when I have the time, it’s either that or she comes here to stay for the weekend when she misses me. My father had an accident when I was younger and didn’t survive the impact so it’s always been just the two of us, their parents both died young so yeah, small family” he explains before motioning for us to sit in the living room where we’ll be more comfortable.

He sits down and pats the space next to him to invite me to sit and I do with a light bite of the lips, I wasn’t expecting for him to have lost so many people already. I glance at him as he sighs softly, a despaired look on his face as he stares at his knees.

“Lately though, she’s been trying to make me go on blind dates with anyone that catches her attention, she doesn’t like that I’m still single at my age, as if that would change just because she wants it. I think she just really wants a daughter she can spend her time with to do girly things but… I won’t lie, it really bothers me, it’s definitely put a strain on our relationship recently, which she doesn’t seem to notice at all”.

My body turns cold at his words, soul falling to my feet at the mention of him having to go on blind dates, it makes me swallow thickly and I keep my gaze locked on the floor, mouth turning dry as a desert.

“And… do you go? To the blind dates she organizes” I find myself asking before I can stop, voice as neutral as I can manage, I don’t know why this is bothering me so much but it’s not a nice feeling, simply imagining him with someone… I get shivers just thinking about it.

“No! Goodness, no, and I don’t intend to go anytime soon, I think she’ll get the message eventually but she’s persistent” he hurries to assure me, his eyes widened on my form as I dare a glance at him, I nod and relax a little, why do I feel relieved?

He’s about to say something else but his phone takes that moment to start ringing and he grabs it with a sigh when he sees who it is. “Speaking of the wolf… it’s her, can you give me a few minutes Y/N? I’ll be back soon, you can make yourself comfortable in the meantime” he asks and I quickly let him know that I’ll be fine so he can take the call.

He smiles tiredly and stands up from the couch to reach his office where he closes the door behind him, which ultimately leaves me in complete silence with an uneasy feeling rising within me.

I lick my lips as I try to process this strange feeling. Could it be because we’re only just getting close?

What if one day he meets a wonderful woman who doesn’t want him to have a close girl friend? I’m not important enough that he would decide to keep me in his life at all cost so he would definitely start distancing himself from me if his other half asked it of him, right?

I really enjoy being with him but I don’t want to get in the way of his romantic life and cause problems, I should be careful and remain open to the possibility, I don’t wish for this to happen but he can’t remain single forever. A time will come when I will have to step back.

I sink into the couch with a deep unsettled sensation in my heart and decide to grab my own phone to see if maybe Namjoon responded to my messages from earlier, which I realize he did a while ago, I hadn’t noticed.

I smile, though a little bitterly, because while I feel relief that he’s there by my side, I can’t help but be reminded of what happened with Eunwoo. Life and the bonds it creates can be so complicated, emotions are not always easy to understand and deal with.

Namjoon: Don’t apologize for that, it’s really okay Y/N, it wasn’t your fault. Don’t worry about what happened and take care of yourself, I’m always nearby if you ever need to talk, even if it’s just on the phone, I’ll always make time for you. I got back home safe and am also relieved to know that you’re feeling better, I’ll rest easy now. As for spending time together, I would love to see you again, of course! There’s no discomfort so please don’t worry, we all have problems and I’m not going to drop you because of yours, I promise. Let’s do something soon, we don’t have to go so far next time, I’ll see if I can think of something, okay? Take it easy and eat well even if it’s hard, it’s important.

He’s so sweet, my heart feels warmer already just by reading his messages. I reply with a small happy/blushing emoji and decide to leave it at that since Seokjin walks out of the room at that time. I put my phone away and observe from over my shoulder as he comes back looking dejected, a heavy weight over his shoulders as he drops on the couch once more.

Worry gnaws at my stomach at the expression on his face and he attempts a smile in my direction before running a hand through his hair, it looks like it didn’t go so well. “Sorry about that, she doesn’t normally call around that time” he says but I shake my head.

“It’s fine. Did she… did she ask again?” I ask him, unsure if it’s within my right but he nods and exhales deeply.

“Yeah, she’s getting impatient the more time goes by. She got mad when I refused after she told me to head to this restaurant to meet someone and dropped the call all of a sudden without even saying goodbye. It’s okay though, she’ll come around eventually, it’s not the kind of thing that she can just… force, she’ll understand one day”.

I make a small noise in response and he smiles at me, a more genuine one as he leans over to ruffle my hair softly, as if I’m the one that needs comfort. “Let’s not dwell on my situation any longer, I didn’t bring you here so we could talk about my problems. It’s a bit of an odd time for a meal but I can make us a snack if you’re hungry, did you eat lunch earlier with Namjoon?”.

“Oh… no, we didn’t, it was a bit early then and there weren’t anywhere we could go, we wanted to take a break from walking before finding a place we could eat at” I answer bashfully and he hums before standing up with a smile.

“It’s fine, Y/N, I didn’t eat anything either, I’ll make us something, alright? I’ll make it filling so we can last until dinner, I was going to make something anyway, I’m starving. All this stressing over things is bound to make you hungry and I don’t do well with ignoring my hunger” he states and I giggle a little, which makes him cheer up as well as he makes his way to the kitchen.

I follow behind him and end up standing by the counter as he searches through the fridge with a pensive frown. “Are you open to something new or would you rather stick to classics?” he asks after a while and I give him an unsure glance when he turns his gaze my way.

“What… are you thinking of when you say new? How much different are we talking about?” I ask, mind filled with uncertainty because… really, what does he have in mind to ask me such a question? Are we going to eat a squirrel?

He chuckles at my question, eyes creasing with amusement. “Well, considering that kimbap was new for you, I’m going to take for granted that pretty much everything would be new so shall I impress you today?”.

To see the wide smile on his face, hopeful and filled with excitement… how could I tell him no?

“You make a good point… go ahead then, Seokjin, as long as it’s food you make, it’s bound to be good so I’ll just trust you” I let out with a silent sigh, there’s no point in stopping him, I’ve gotten to learn enough during the last week to know that when he has something in mind, he makes it happen, no matter what others might have to say about it.

He seems to come to the same conclusion when he lets out a pleased laugh before nodding his head happily, my praise doing miracles to his heart. If only I knew the effect my words have on him, Seokjin would surely die from an overdose.

“You can take a seat at the table in the meantime if you want, Y/N, the preparations won’t take too long but it’s going to take a while in the oven, we can head back to the living room when I’m done to see what we could watch together while we wait” he offers while pointing at one of the nearby chairs and I hesitate, though my wish to remain close eventually wins over when I shake my head.

“I’m fine, I want to watch what you do, I might steal your recipe if I like it and I want to know how to make it at home” I explain my decision and he grins, a light hum leaving him as he settles avocados and bacon on the countertop before turning around to preheat the oven at the right temperature.

“I don’t mind that, it’s always a pleasure to share knowledge with someone who’s willing to learn. It’s going to sound like a stupid question but have you ever had bacon or avocado in the past?” he asks when he turns back to face me and I nod my head, it might not have happened often but I do know what they taste like. That’s luxury food to me.

He doesn’t reply once sure that I’m fine with his selection and proceeds to prepare everything with skilled hands, avocados cut in half so he can remove the seed before removing the skin, after which he cuts a few thin slices that he settles in front of me, a grin on his face when I eat them quickly.

Having food in my face like this only serves to awaken my hunger, he must have heard my stomach grumbling.

He cuts the avocados in slightly thicker slices after having had a few for himself and once done, he grabs the bacon and then proceeds to wrap them around the avocados before settling them on a tray ready for the oven.

I should’ve seen that step come from a mile away but my inexperienced brain did not imagine avocado to go well with bacon to that point and I end up frowning as I lean closer over the counter to see the way he wraps them so they stay in place.

“Curious, aren’t you?” he says with a chuckle, eyes on my blushing cheeks before he focuses back on his task. “You’ll see, they’ll get that crunchy texture that potato fries have in the oven, I tried that one day when I was bored and it ended up being delicious. It’s a little sad to eat alone though so I’ve been eager to share that snack with someone, that’s why I thought of it for now”.

There are things that feel boring to eat alone? “I can be your eating buddy then, so you don’t feel lonely eating good food anymore” I blurt out, eyes very serious when I await his reaction, maybe it’s me becoming greedy but once you get a taste of his food, anyone would become just like me, I would have a depression if I couldn’t eat what he makes anymore.

Seokjin bursts into laughter at my sudden statement, eyes creasing so much I doubt he can see much anymore, goodness, now he wasn’t expecting that one but he would be lying if he said it doesn’t make him feel proud.

He releases the last piece of food onto the tray and then wipes his eyes with the sleeve of his shoulder to avoid putting grease in his eyes before giggling again some more, was what I said that funny? I was very serious though…

Seokjin sighs deeply with a wide smile on his face before nodding his head, his soul relishing in the smile that appears on my face at his approval, I guess I’m fine after all, thank goodness.

“That sounds absolutely lovely, dear, we’ll do things that way from now on. I’ll make all the food so all you need to do is make sure you have space in that stomach of yours to eat with me” he muses before grabbing the tray to put in the oven, after which he sets the timer to fifteen minutes with a satisfied hum.

“So, ready for a movie?” he asks once done cleaning up the counter and when I nod my head quickly, he points at the shelves in the living room that support thousands of what appear to be physical CD boxes. I thought maybe they were music albums, but it seems Seokjin enjoys movies a lot more than I thought.

Can we find something to watch among all of them?

Just like earlier, Seokjin leads the way and I follow close behind until we reach the wall filled with endless hours of moving images to try and find something that could entertain us, has he seen all of those already?

“It’s still early so maybe we could go for a story that’s stretched over multiple movies? We could watch them one after the other, like a… what do you call that…” he mumbles the end, the word suddenly fleeing him and I pinch my chin as I start thinking too, I know what he wants to say but what’s the word?

“Do you mean… a marathon?” I attempt, that’s what they call it, no? The answer appears to be yes when his eyes light up with his hands clapping briefly. “Yes, that! A marathon, let’s do one, what do you think?” he exclaims, eyes wide on me as he awaits my answer.

I for one am all for it since I used to have one with Yuki and Chaein often, they both love watching movies so much that it would be a recurring event when they’d have a day off school, be it for a holiday or because they’d be sick, it’s some familiarity that I crave.

“That sounds good to me, Seokjin, let’s do a marathon” I muse softly and he chirps happily, body jumping up and down like a child, he makes me laugh so easily with this out of character reaction and he feeds on the sound with a beautiful smile before heading to one shelf in particular where he starts sorting them out to offer me a selection, which I greatly appreciate, I would’ve been overwhelmed otherwise.

Once he starts putting different piles on the coffee table, I step closer to have a look and indeed, I’m not disappointed when I see movies such as Harry Potter, Star Wars, Jurassic Park, Pirates of the Caribbean, The Hobbit, Narnia and a few more, those are all movies I loved and enjoyed greatly so it’s nice to see them here.

“You said I have to choose one, right?” I ask him after a while of seeing the pile climb, I’m wondering now if it’s even possible to choose one only, those are all so good and I would watch all of them if I could.

“Oh, do you not like any of these? We can do something else if you’d rather not watch a movie” he offers, uncertainty now flashing across his face but I shake my hands in front of me to deny his guess. “Quite the opposite actually” I admit before looking down to look at the options once more.

“The more I look at them and the less I know which one to choose, they’re all movies I love so it’s really hard to find only one” I explain myself and he chuckles with a relieved sigh, he got scared for a moment.

“I might have gotten a bit too carried away, it’s not everyday that I get to share my love of movies with someone else. Maybe we should remove the very long ones for now, I’m not sure you’d want to stay over for the whole weekend just to watch movies” he lets out with a grin but I shrug as I watch him take away a few of the selections.

“I mean, I wouldn’t mind, that sounds kind of fun actually”.

Seokjin pauses what he’s doing to stare up at me and I feel myself blush crimson, I blurted that out real easily, didn’t I? “I mean- I just feel c-comfortable with you?” I let out before cringing because that sounded kind of weird, have we known each other long enough for me to say something like this?

I avoid his gaze and start fidgeting where I am, awkwardness filling me, I’m going to make things turn really weird, that’s not what I wanted but that’s what I’m about to do, I-

Seokjin comes to my rescue with a gentle pat to my head that brings an instant end to my inner turmoil, a smile on his lips when I look up sheepishly to meet his kind and warm orbs. “Relax, it’s okay, Y/N, I feel comfortable with you too” he coos softly, he looks endeared but his red ears let me know that he’s also embarrassed about what was said.

“We’ll settle with a smaller amount of movies for now and one day in the near future, you come back for the bigger ones and we organize a marathon sleepover, okay? I’ll make sure it happens” he assures me, his voice confident and proud, it’s not a matter of ‘if ‘but rather of ‘when’.

My lips stretch into a content smile and I nod my head, my heart warm and tingly. “I’d love that”.

His hand lingers on my head for a few seconds longer with a look in his eyes that I’ve never seen before, and then he pulls back to grab other movies from another shelf instead, Guardians of the Galaxy, Kung Fu Panda, How to train your dragon and some others, he has them all, his home is like a movie haven.

He grabs the first of each ones and then settles them on the table in front of me before motioning for me to sit down at the couch while bending over to push the furniture closer to me. “Since choosing seems hard to do, we’ll do things differently. Close your eyes while I mix them up and then point at one of the movies without looking, we’ll watch whatever comes out winner”.

“Oh, that’s a good idea!” I chirp before closing my eyes instantly and he lets out a cute chuckle before proceeding with the next step, the sound of the boxes shuffling lasting for a little while before silence takes over again, which means it’s time for me to decide our fate.

“Is it my turn?” I ask him just to make sure and when he hums out a yes, I push the tip of my tongue out slightly in focus while I stretch my fingers, this isn’t to be taken lightly, my random selection will dictate what we’ll be watching for the next hours, the pressure I feel is in no way scary but I still really want us to have a fun time, which seems to depend on me.

I can almost feel the grin on Seokjin’s face as his eyes burn into my skin, he chose movies that he wants to watch, right? I hope I don’t let my finger fall on the one that interests him the least, it’s with that in mind that I raise my hand before letting fate guide my finger in a direction.

“Is this your final decision? There will be no turning back once you confirm” Seokjin asks me with a deep voice that makes me giggle from how official it makes things feel and I nod my head, eyes peeking open to see what it is that I pointed at.

He grabs the box under my finger and hums happily before showing it to me. “Well, today will be fun, what do you think?”.

My eyes widen with delight and I quickly chirp out a yes, it will be fun indeed!

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CHAPTER 4 (10.2k words)

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“I’m so bored” I mumble quietly in the emptiness of my apartment as I spread on the floor like a star in the middle of the living room.

I just had breakfast, a real breakfast and it was simply delicious.

Honestly, I wish I could eat Seokjin’s food everyday for the rest of my life because his cooking skills are to die for, which he knows. He may show off a lot, but he’s allowed to do that, he deserves to have his talent shouted to the world.

I think about the week coming my way and excitement fills me instantly. I can’t believe I’ll be getting my first paycheck so soon! I’ll be able to buy food, not for anyone else but myself, I’ll be able to buy food that I like, food that I want to eat.

Was there ever a time in my life where I was allowed that much? I don’t think so, whenever I’d head out to the grocery store, it was to buy my siblings’ favorite food, their favorite drinks, their favorite snacks.

Mom would keep an eye on the money and would always demand the receipt when I’d be back home, I couldn’t sneak anything in there for my own person, never.

So that’s exciting for me, the thought of getting that freedom, of finally living a life that I know I should’ve been allowed long ago enough to put a smile on my face.

But it doesn’t last for long, because I’m still bored. Today is Saturday and I have no idea what to do with myself. I used to always spend it with my brothers and sisters, they’d make it fun, but now I’m all alone.

Part of me just wants to go through the food Seokjin gave me to cope with this reality of mine, but if I do that, I’ll gain weight, then what next? What will I wear? Can I buy a whole new wardrobe just yet? Then what will I eat?

I’ll want to eat more and more and that’s expensive, I can’t afford such a luxurious life, not yet.

I need to be good and eat the food only when I’m really hungry, that’s my best solution for now. If I ration what he gave me, then I can last for a while without having to worry about buying groceries.

I sit up and grab my phone from the charger to have a look at the screen, and when I see nothing, I sigh before letting myself fall down on my back again.

Should I take a walk outside? Does Namjoon work today? Should I ask him if he wants to meet up? Is that too straightforward? I don’t have friends and he’s the only one who’s ever shown me any attention without having a specific reason, I don’t know what’s the right thing to do here.

I’m about to sit up for the tenth time to stare at my phone again in the hopes that something would be different this time when I hear it ding, the sound bouncing on the walls a few times before falling silent.

I pause, unsure of what I just heard. Did I imagine that? Did someone really just text me?

With a gasp as it has now finally processed in my mind, I quickly sit up and unplug my phone before rolling to my stomach to have a look at who it could be, my heart skips a beat when I see who the message is from.

Kim Namjoon.

Quickly before I lose the right timing, I tap on the notification and wait as the messenger app opens to allow me to read what he sent me, a smile on my face that must make me look stupid but I don’t care, he thought of me on a Saturday!

Namjoon: Hey Y/N! I’m free for the weekend and was wondering if you’d like to spend some time with me today? I don’t really have anything in particular to do in mind but if you don’t mind wandering around and just talk about random things, then I could come by and wait nearby until you’re ready, what do you think?

I read the message once, twice then thrice, boredom out of my system as I stare at the words like they’re melted gold pouring out of a forgotten gold mine, I can’t believe that he’s really asking me to spend time with him during his day off!

I stare at the screen once more, but when I realize that I need to reply if I want something to happen, my breath hitches in my throat while my smile hides behind shut lips, crap. That’s the part I suck at doing.

How do I reply? What do I say? Do I just go with a simple answer? That should be safe, I’ll do that.

Me: Okay.

Wait, that’s not right, that’s too boring! And I can’t delete it!? He’ll think I’m not interested!

The chat bubbles appear a few seconds later - was he waiting for my answer? - and I hold my breath again, I must have messed up, he’ll think that I just agreed without really wanting it and he’ll cancel on me-

Namjoon: Great! When would you like to go? I’m already near the bus stop where we met the first time so I can wait for you there!

Oh thank goodness. But wait… was he expecting a positive response on my part? Or was he maybe planning to kidnap me were I to refuse? He doesn’t know where I live exactly, does he?

A ding pulls my eyes back to the screen and I let out a giggle.

Namjoon: I mean, I don’t want you to think that I was like… spying on you or anything of the kind, I was just taking a walk around and thought of you when I ended up in your area, that’s all! I’m not a creep, I promise.

I smile to myself and proceed to send him a message saying that I’ll be ready in fifteen minutes before sprinting to my bedroom to get dressed properly with my best clothes, my hair done and then a little bit of makeup, just to make sure that I don’t look too bad, Namjoon is very handsome and I don’t want to look like I don’t belong next to him.

I look at myself in the mirror with a satisfied nod before glancing at the time on my phone and I gasp before running back to the living room to grab my bag before running to the entrance to wear my shoes, I’m going to be late!

I leave the building in a rush and make my way to the bus stop where he said he would wait for me, another look at the time letting me know that if I keep running like this, I should be fine, mom always said that it’s fashionable to be late five minutes!

I eventually start seeing him in the distance once I turn the corner and I slow down when he notices me, body out of breath, I’m so out of shape, it’s pitiful. I hear him chuckle before walking the last distance separating us and then I get a good look at him and oh goodness.

If I thought Namjoon was handsome yesterday at the coffee shop, then today, he is ready to steal hearts like they all belong to him.

He’s wearing fancy clothes, a gorgeous green t-shirt that does him justice with grey-blue jeans that have zero intentions to hide the thickness of his thighs, his hair is swooped back to expose his forehead and all in all, what I see is boyfriend material right there, he looks breathtaking.

I feel myself blush when I realize that I just ogled him openly, the shame, this is terrible, especially when I’m suddenly overly aware that my clothes don’t fit the quality of his own.

What I own are all second-hand clothes, clothes that barely cost anything because I couldn’t afford more, they’re normally fine for such a situation, I would’ve thought so, but this man is making me look like I just searched in the trash to find something to wear, that’s how good he looks.

I fear the moment he notices that what I’m wearing is passable at most, but when we finally face each other at a close proximity, he takes a moment to gaze at me with eyes that brighten up like suns, a cute dimple smile plastered over his face and it suddenly feels like I was worrying over nothing, maybe I’m alright after all.

“Y/N, I’m glad you could come, thank you for agreeing to spend time with me even if it was sudden and very last minute” he muses with his gentle voice and I smile before shrugging a little, his eyes look like those of a puppy, they make me feel like I could say anything and he would still look at me the same happy way.

“It’s fine Namjoon, I was actually thinking about asking you if you wanted to do something today since I was so bored, but I’ve never really done that before so I wasn’t sure how to go at it… you took me out of a miserable day, I thank you for that” I tell him and the sight of his widening smile makes my heart flutter endlessly.

“That’s good to hear, I wasn’t sure if I would have gotten in the way of something important when I messaged you but I thought giving it a try was better than not at all. Shall we go then?” he chirps softly, eyes kind as he stretches an arm towards me, something that has me completely out of known territory.

I stare at it, mind trying to search in every single memories that I own what he could possibly want me to do with it, but I’m so nervous that no matter how hard I try, no dramas, no movies come to the surface to give me guidance and so I continue staring without moving an inch, confusion spreading thickly over my face, what do I do?

Namjoon grins upon sensing my lack of knowledge over the matter, something that seems to endear him more than I can understand and when he steps forward before turning around so we’re right side by side, he gently hooks his arm with mine, and then it makes sense, that’s what he wanted!

My face lights up with recognition and he chuckles warmly before starting to walk, hence leading me along with him at a slow pace, my heart stutters shyly but I otherwise feel very happy, I never knew such a thing could make me feel so warm inside.

“How about we go get something to drink for our walk? It’s hot outside today so something cold would be great, right? It’s my treat” he offers easily and while the mention of him spending money on me makes me feel a little bad, it being a drink does ease some of my concern, it’s not overly expensive.

“That would be nice, please” I murmur, words that please him greatly when he hums happily before leading the way to a place that I know well - Seokjin’s shop.

The thought of seeing him today brings a smile to my face, it doesn’t matter that I spent the week working with him, I’ve loved every minutes that I’ve been in his presence, he’s fun and caring and I’ve been enjoying that a lot.

He kind of reminds me of a big brother because the way he cares for me is something I’ve never experienced before but I do hope that I don’t abuse of his kindness. I want to care for him too, I just don’t really know how since he seems to be able to handle everything just fine.

“So tell me, Y/N, how was your first week at work? Is it going well? You seem close with your boss, Seokjin, right?” Namjoon asks suddenly to make conversation and I smile at his thoughtfulness, it’s nice of him to ask me about it.

“It’s been great! Seokjin is a really good person, he’s been helping me a lot, he’s very patient with me and has been a good guide through all this learning experience. He makes me feel like I’m working with a big brother, I’m really lucky to have been hired by him” I muse with a smile, watch as his eyes crease, lips curving up with satisfaction.

“That’s great, I’m happy for you, Y/N, it’s important to be comfortable where you work” he replies before making us cross the street safely, our arms always linked together for extra safety, I feel like nothing could happen to me with him like this.

“What about you? Are you comfortable where you work?” I ask him next, also curious about his job, he grins at my question and nods his head.

“Yeah, it’s nice. It’s not always easy but there’s something special to being able to ride across the city on my bicycle that I wouldn’t dare give up on. The wind in my hair that keeps me fresh, the smiles and relieved faces I get when I bring the elders their medicine, when I bring to people things that they need or have been waiting for impatiently, it makes me really happy, it’s satisfying” he explains and I make a soft sound as we resume walking on the sidewalk together.

“So do you deliver mainly medicine then?” I ask curiously, he chuckles and shakes his head while looking down at me with his beautiful eyes.

“No, that’s only an example, though it happens a lot. I’ve delivered legal and financial documents at times, random parcels, medical samples for hospitals and clinics have happened a few times as well, those usually happen when they need something during rush hours, they call for us instead of waiting for a car that might be stuck for hours, it’s a lot faster that way. Every day is different and that’s part of why I like my job so much”.

I look up at him with impressed eyes that make him beam with pride, he must be very good at his job to be allowed to do such important things!

“You must be so tired at the end of the day then, it sounds like you’re all over the place all the time” I let out with a concerned frown, to which he tilts his head pensively with a hum.

“Well… I was at first, naturally, but as you go, as you keep going, your body gets used to it. It’s not really hard for me now, I could ride my bike all day without breaking a sweat anymore, as long as the day’s weather is good, of course. There are days that are harder but that’s part of the work, it doesn’t feel so bad after a few years”.

“That’s very impressive, Namjoon, I don’t think I could do your job” I mumble sheepishly, he reaches out to pat my head softly with his other hand with a chuckle before motioning for the shop that’s right besides us.

“We all have a job meant for us, you have one that you like, right? That’s all that matters. Let’s go in” he muses wise words before opening the door for me, hence putting an end to our linked arms, which feels like a shame, I enjoyed feeling his warmth from so close.

I thank him and walk inside first before squinting my eyes at the dimmed light that requires some time for my orbs to adjust to, but once they start relaxing when the sight becomes clearer, it’s to be blinded by Seokjin’s smile when he notices me.

“Y/N!” he exclaims while putting a towel down, he looks surprised to see me here, which is understandable, today’s my free day after all.

“Hi Seokjin” I greet him shyly, watch as he excitedly walks away from behind the counter to come greet me personally only for his smile to waver when Namjoon enters as well to stand behind me.

“I see you’re not alone… what can I do for you two? Are you out on a date?” he asks us with a hint of venom in his tone of voice that takes me a little aback, and I quickly shake my head out of embarrassment, a date?

“Of course not, we barely know each other… we’re just going to walk around and get better acquainted” I explain sheepishly, and to that, Seokjin’s eyes light up in amusement as he straightens up while gazing at the man behind me.

“I see, are you going to order anything then? For your friendly day out?” he asks again while heading back behind the counter and I nod as I walk towards the cash register to see the menu better, Namjoon following closely behind in silence, he hasn’t said anything since we came in here.

I look behind me to see him pursing his lips in disappointment, a sight I was not expecting to see. Did I say something wrong? I hope not, I didn’t mean to hurt him. Having a friend already seems hard and I just started, I hope it gets easier with time.

“Are you okay?” I ask to him in a murmur while Seokjin wipes the surfaces behind him to give us some time to choose, his eyes go down to meet mine at my question and a smile comes back to his face with a nod of the head, eyes softening at my concern.

“I’m fine, don’t worry, I was just thinking” he assures me and I decide to believe him, he knows better, I just hope that whatever was bothering him is over.

I hum and turn back to the counter to gaze over the cold drinks menu with an indecisive pout, I’ve made most of them but I have no idea which one I could like better, I’ve never been allowed such a treat before so what do I like? It’s a mystery.

Namjoon steps forward to stand by me and gazes up at the menu as well. “You can take anything you like so please don’t worry about anything other than which one you’d enjoy, I’ll take care of the rest” he reminds me gently and I nod, a little out of my comfort zone at being given the opportunity to choose freely again.

That’s something him and Seokjin have given me without it seeming like a big deal and I’m not used to that, it’s a new experience for me.

With his help, I eventually make my selection and after giving Seokjin our order, we watch as he works with expert hands to make the drinks that ought to be delicious, I can’t wait to try mine!

Seokjin takes a little longer on mine but when he hands it to me personally while Namjoon needs to pick his own from the counter, I don’t waste time in taking a sip of the beautiful ruby red that rests in the cup and when a richness of flavours hits my tongue, I hum in delight, eyes rising up to meet the man who smiles proudly at me.

“You like it?” he asks with a smile, warm eyes set on my face as I quickly nod my head, this is the best thing I’ve ever had in all of my life!

“Oh, this is very good” Namjoon chimes in as well as he drinks his more yellow-ish drink, “You’re very skilled, this tastes totally different from what I’m used to, in a good way. This coffee shop is definitely underrated, it shows that you’ve come up with your own recipes”.

I glance at Seokjin again and grin at the surprised expression on his face, like he wasn’t expecting such praise and to see him straighten up, chest pushed out and face glowing with pride, it’s a beautiful sight that makes me happy for him.

Namjoon chuckles and turns to me with a content smile. “Can you wait outside for me? I’ll be there shortly” he asks of me softly and I nod slowly, eyes darting between both men a few times before I wave my boss goodbye, and then I’m out of the building to wait by the door.

Seokjin’s POV

I sigh as I watch Y/N leave the shop as the man requested and then turn my gaze to his form.

There’s no denying how handsome he is, he’s tall and well-built, and the way he dresses? I can understand why Y/N’s cheeks turn an adorable pink whenever he talks to her or simply gazes at her.

Her denying the date earlier is sure making me feel better about everything because that means she doesn’t see him that way - yet - but I know that he doesn’t feel the same way.

I saw the disappointment flash across his face, so he’s most definitely interested in her.

He turns to properly face me once he’s gotten his wallet and walks to the counter to pay for the drinks, at least he didn’t make her pay for hers, I would’ve given hers for free otherwise, I can’t complain about this one thing.

“I trust you to make sure she has a good day today, keep her safe” I tell him seriously as I find the right drinks on the screen before allowing him to pay for the full amount, my ego set aside because as long as she’s having fun with him, then how I feel doesn’t matter right now.

He puts his wallet away once done settling the cheap bill and nods his head with assurance. “Of course, that’s a given. And I want you to know, I heard her loud and clear earlier, I’m not going to push her into something she’s not ready for. If she sees today as a friendly day out, then that’s what today will be about, I can tell that she doesn’t have much experience in… the social department. She’s got a lot to learn first” he replies with a light smile and I chuckle, if that isn’t the truth.

“She’s very pure, naive. Sometimes I get the feeling that she has been locked up all her life, it’s like she doesn’t know the simplest things, most of her knowledge comes from series and movies, it’s like it’s the only place where she could learn about the outside world” I let out, heart churning as I remember what happened yesterday.

I might have allowed my jealousy to get the best of me and talked pretty harshly to her in response, but I sure didn’t expect her to panic the way she did. It makes me wonder what exactly led her to need the job when she did.

Namjoon hums at my words, a pensive look on his face as he leans onto the counter. “She does seem like she’s been pretty sheltered from the world, but that’s what’s so endearing about her. Those honest and bright eyes of hers when she looks at you, her confused face when she doesn’t understand, it makes my heart melt every time. You can be sure that I’ll watch over her today, I won’t let anything bad happen” he promises before grabbing his drink to make his way towards the door.

“Thank you… for seeing her that way, and for being gentle with her” I find myself saying before he pushes the door open and he turns around to stare at me, a smile stretching his lips softly before he nods his head, and then he’s out.

I observe from the window as they both start walking away and I sigh before grabbing my cloth from earlier to finish cleaning my work station.

Being her boss has its advantage since I can see her almost everyday, but the downside it brings makes me feel like I already lost the fight before I could even start. Who would like to get close to their boss like that?

I shake my head at the thought and decide to focus on work when new customers walk in with loud chatter and happy smiles, I can always worry about the future later, and anyway, who knows what will happen tomorrow?

Maybe I’ll have a chance someday.

Your POV

Once Namjoon comes back outside, I take in how he looks like a weight has been taken off his shoulders and it makes me wonder what exactly happened in there.

“Sorry for making you wait, shall we go?” he asks with a bright smile that has his dimples peeking out, my heart stutters a little before I nod at him, face warmer than I would like, which I blame on the strong sun, at least for my peace of mind.

He makes a soft noise and offers me his arm again, and this time, I react the right way by hooking my own with his with a proud smile, heart happy that I get to have this contact with him once more.

From there, he leads us on a comfortable pace through the streets and once he learns that I don’t know much about the area since I’m new around these parts, my knowledge of what is where, the parks, the activities and shops, he takes it personally and proceeds to tell me all about the great places that surround us confidently.

He tells me about the parks, the museums, places where you can rent rooms to play certain sportive activities with friends like tennis, badminton, even baseball, he shows me a library when we walk by one and tells me about a bookstore a little further away, the grocery stores and which ones have a good middle ground of price and quality, he even recommends me some restaurants that he enjoys going to from time to time, he knows so much that I struggle remembering everything.

But no matter that I can’t remember every little details he mentions, having a better understanding of what is offered to me now that I live on my own is very great and it gives me more confidence that this can be good for me, as long as I start making money soon, my bank account won’t last me for much longer like this but I know Seokjin will pay me on time, that doesn’t worry me.

Namjoon answers my questions when I have them and as we talk about random things, it reveals a lot of things about him, something I enjoy, it’s nice to learn more about the man who’s stepped into my life with a warm smile and a grounding presence.

We find out that we have quite a bit in common, such as our interest in reading and arts. I’ve never been to a museum before, but I’ve always enjoyed watching arts on the internet, so he promises to take me to his favourite place one day, something that makes me excited for the future, for probably the first time in my life.

“They’ll have a special exhibition in a few weeks if I’m right, they announced something without revealing too much a while ago so I’ll wait and see until they release more information but if it looks interesting, we could go together, they always have original things there, I’m sure you would like it” he offers, already excited about it as his eyes light up with interest.

“I would like that, please” I muse and he nods in contentment while I sip the last of my drink, the empty cup leaving me pouting for a brief moment, it was really good.

After walking for another bit, we spot a recycling bin by a park and we make our way to it so we can get rid of our cups properly instead of carrying them everywhere, and then Namjoon offers that we take a break by sitting on a bench under the shade of a tree so we can get a break from the sun, which I easily agree to.

We sit down and a fresh breeze welcomes us with a gentle caress, which feels nice, it was getting pretty hot in the sun. Namjoon leans back to take in the calm environment around us and then lets his gaze fall on me.

“So what brings you here? You seem new to this town, what made you choose to live here in particular?” he asks with curiosity, though his question has me sighing softly, I look down at my knees before shrugging lightly.

“I actually used to live not so far from here, in the rich district over there, I can recognize some of the buildings, I think I used to bring my siblings to this park, though it’s been many years ago, it’s changed a lot since then. As for my moving to where I now live, I… I wanted a place of my own and… my landlord had a really good offer and the apartment is great so I took it” I explain in a slightly evasive manner, he hums as he takes me in before looking forward.

“So you lived nearby… well I can see why you moved near the coffee shop, you’re closer to most of what you need to live on your own and I feel like the people are friendlier over there, you chose well” he settles with saying, it makes me smile in relief and I nod at him, that’s true, the people really are nicer there.

We remain in silence for many long minutes, just the two of us resting in the shade as we observe the birds and squirrels that make noises around us, but then I notice a tall figure from a distance that I recognize instantly and I jump to my feet with a gasp, could it be?!

“Eunwoo!” I shout while running in his direction, it has to be him, I could never mistake him for someone else, he turns around at my call with a confused frown, and then his eyes settle on me before hardening.

“Don’t get any closer” he spits out, words that make me freeze a few feet away from him in shock, what?

The scowl on his face is unexpected to me and it makes my heart crack a little, where’s that smile he usually gives me whenever he sees me? “Eunwoo-” I start but he raises a hand to stop me, eyes closed to take a sharp inhale before he glares at me.

“You don’t have the right to come to me as if nothing happened, noona. You abandoned us and dropped everything on me, you just… you just left us and disappeared right after you said that you would never leave us behind, you’re a liar and I don’t want to see you now, leave me alone”.

My heart squeezes in panic at his words and when he turns around to leave, I rush forward to take a hold of his arm, I can’t let him go like that, what is he saying? His eyes meet mine again and it hurts to see the hate in his orbs, it hurts so badly.

“Eunwoo, that’s not what happened at all, I swear, I tried to reach you once I left but the phone numbers didn’t work, I-” he pulls his arm out of my hold and takes a step back with an angry quiver of the chin.

“Don’t give me such a stupid excuse! Mom said that you ran away because you couldn’t handle us anymore! She said that she offered you our new phone numbers before leaving and you refused them! She told you to reconsider moving but you didn’t even try to hear her out” he shouts with tears of anger gathering at his eyes.

I pause at what I just heard and shake my head in disbelief, she said what now?

“That’s not true, Eunwoo, mom lied, you know me, don’t you? I would never abandon y-” I try to explain myself as I walk closer to him again but my words come to a stop when he pushes me away with a harsh shove and I fall down on my back with a pained gasp at the impact.

“Y/N!” I hear Namjoon’s voice exclaim from closer than I expected to hear him and one look behind me reveals him running over the last feet separating us, it looks like he was already getting closer before this happened.

He helps me sit up slowly and carefully and I wince briefly, I’m lucky that I didn’t hit my head on the ground, at least the grass softened the fall but Eunwoo is strong, more than he realizes. I look up to where my little brother still stands, heart breaking at the look on his face.

His eyes are wide with shock, hands risen and trembling as he seems unable to process what it is that he just did but the rest of his body remains immobile like he’s torn between whether he should help me or not before he ultimately chooses the second option and hurries away with long strides that take him away from me.

Hands settle on my arms but I can’t look away from his shrinking form, the emotions that the sight brings me acting like a tsunami, a mix of pain and sadness merging together to swallow everything else deep underwater.

“Eunwoo, please… don’t go” I plead in a whisper, throat squeezing before I feel my chin start to shake, tears climbing into my eyes where they remain prisoners, it hurts to see so much hate in the eyes of one of the persons I love the most, this can’t be real, right?

“Let’s get you up, Y/N… do you hurt anywhere?” Namjoon’s worried voice pierces through my daze and I slowly shake my head before trying to stand up with his help, my soul empty of all thoughts, it feels like I was just pushed off a cliff and was made to lose everything upon landing at its feet.

Namjoon’s touch is very gentle as he slowly leads me to a bench closer to where we are and once I’ve sat down, he takes place besides me before softly rubbing my back with a hand meant to soothe, his eyes not blind to my own that gloss over with a visible and thick layer of tears that threaten to fall anytime now.

“Was… was that your brother?” he asks with a careful voice, lips pursing sadly when what he gets for an answer is a sob and a nod of the head. The tears flow down and I look down in shame, never in all of my life did I ever expect such a thing to tear my relationship with my siblings apart.

“Eunwoo’s the oldest of my four younger siblings” I answer weakly with a trembling voice before looking up to meet his gaze, another sob on the verge of pushing through as I realize that he must have heard everything.

“I swear I didn’t abandon them, Namjoon, I’d never do that, I love them too much to do such a thing, mom didn’t give me their new phone numbers, she never offered- she- she kicked me out, why would she want me to stay? She lied to them and now he hates me, I didn’t abandon them” I murmur the end before breaking into tears, trembling hands to my face to hide.

I could never do that to them, never, don’t they know that? Did I just lose them all at once without any chance to get them back in my life? I had meant to go see them once my situation would be stable but it seems like I failed before I could even try.

Namjoon keeps rubbing my back slowly and swallows thickly at my cries before nodding his head, his eyes empathetic to my pain. “I believe you, Y/N, I believe you”.

It’s all he says, but it brings me reassurance and the slightest bit of comfort, he won’t think I’m a bad sister, I nod my head while wiping my face with the back of my hands before bringing my gaze back to where Eunwoo disappeared.

Sanha, Yuki and Chaein must believe the same too, mom really made sure that I wouldn’t be part of the family anymore, she used my biggest weakness against me and ruined the most important thing that I thought I had left.

I sniffle and bring my gaze back to Namjoon, and then to my knees where I clench my hands into loose fists. “I… I’m very thankful about today, Namjoon, it was very fun but I don’t think I can continue our walk in this state... I want to go home” I whisper in a breath, eyes burning with more tears that I don’t want to release, I don’t want to lose control here, he doesn’t need to see that from me.

“I understand, Y/N, it’s fine, let’s get you a taxi back home, okay?” he responds softly without an ounce of disappointment in his voice and I nod gratefully, Namjoon is a good person, I’m glad he was here with me when this happened.

He helps me up again, an arm around my shoulders that helps ground me, and together we walk towards the busier street that corners the park just as a taxi drives by. He motions for the driver to stop and when they park in front of us, Namjoon opens the back door and helps me sit inside before buckling me in as if knowing that I would have forgotten.

Once done, he steps back a little, though he remains crouching with a pursed smile awaiting me when I look up to meet his gaze. “If you need anything, anything at all, don’t hesitate to let me know, I’ll be there before you even have the time to blink, even if it’s in the middle of the night” he says with a light smile in an attempt at a soft goodbye.

I try to smile, I really do, but to have his support like this only serves to have me nearly in tears again, chin wobbling as I nod my head. He squeezes my shoulder, pained eyes staring at me one last time before he closes the door, after which he knocks on the passenger door’s window until it lowers to hand some bills to the driver for the ride.

“Please drive safely, that should be enough for twice the trajectory needed so don’t speed up unnecessarily, just keep the change once she’s there” he demands and the driver bows lightly while accepting the money, a promise given before rising the window back up, and when I give my address, we depart slow enough that I get to see Namjoon waving at me until he goes out of sight.

I sink into my seat as I wipe my cheeks again, the ride effectively slow and gentle, but it does nothing to ease the storm within me, every expressions on my brother’s face flashing back to mind in a loop, his words so painful that it takes me everything to not burst into tears right here and now.

The radio in the background plays songs that keep my mind as busy as possible while I gaze outside in a daze, and when I notice the familiar street where Seokjin’s shop is, the building within sight from here, it brings back the memories of yesterday when he hugged me and I suddenly find myself longing for the same comforting feeling again.

I shake my head and allow the car to move past the street with a squeezing heart. I can’t bother him like this, he’s busy with work, I need to handle this myself, I’ve always done it that way, so why would now be different?

But Eunwoo’s hurt and angered eyes stare back at me so clearly behind my closed lids and in an instant, I can’t bear the thought of being alone anymore.

I tap on the driver’s seat to get their attention and point towards the previous street with what I imagine is a terrible face when their gaze softens with pity. “Can you please turn back and drop me off at the coffee shop? Please” I mumble, to which they nod before doing as told, car doing a u-turn in the middle of the road before taking the street needed.

It barely takes a minute and once we’ve reached the shop, I thank them and step out of the car before making my way up the stairs leading to the front door, and when my gaze falls on the closed sign, I hesitate one last time, the sight of the lights still on enough to let me know that he’s still here, and I open the door to enter inside.

The bell jingles to notify him of my arrival as I stand in the entrance, and as I take in the familiar smells that wrap around me, the warmth that this place brings my heart strong and overwhelming, it confirms to me that here really is becoming such a precious safe space.

Seokjin’s head peeks out of the kitchen with a frown, he obviously wasn’t expecting anyone to come in when the shop is obviously closed but then his eyes fall on me and he pauses, orbs clearly taking in my state before he comes running.

At the sight of this man who has quickly become my comfort zone in the middle of all the changes I have had to face recently, I can’t help it when all my walls come crashing down to leave me in a vulnerable state and I fall to my knees before bursting into tears, loud, ugly crying leaving me as I let the pain of having lost my siblings out all at once.

I barely hear his gasp as he nears me, the sound of his feet loud as they resonate in the empty room until he reaches my side where he kneels down to pull me into his arms, a hand to the back of my head to push it into his neck in a safe hold.

My fingers automatically grip onto him as I cry like I’ve never been allowed before and he rocks me softly as he continues to hug me tightly to him, his soft voice murmured to my ear as he tries to make sense of what could have possibly happened, I left so happy earlier.

“You’re okay, I’m here, you’re okay” he murmurs as he strokes my hair gently, eyes closed to keep his calm, a mix of anger and pure sadness clashing within him because hearing me cry like this feels like a burning knife twisting into his guts over and over again, who did this? He wants to know and he can’t help but jump to conclusions, is this Namjoon’s doing?

It takes many long minutes of his soothing, but slowly, I manage to calm down, crying becoming sniffles and hiccups, and then simple soft sniffles, all the while he keeps holding me to him, his presence helpful in making me feel taken care of like only him knows how.

“Alright… let’s get you seated for now and I’ll make you something comforting to drink, I’m thinking hot chocolate with whipped cream, how does that sound?” he muses kindly while easing me softly into leaving his warmth so he can have a look at me, I feel embarrassed that he has to see me like this but the lack of judgment in his gaze as he smiles at me makes me feel better and I nod my head, that really sounds good.

“Good, I’ll help you stand up, sweet bun, hold onto me… there you go” he guides me to my feet with careful attention, my heavy crying stole all of my strength from me and he can feel it, I’m almost shaking and it really worries him.

Together, we make it to the break room where he makes me sit down at the table, a warm blanket thrown over my shoulders for extra comfort and when he’s sure that I can handle being on my own for a short moment, he leaves the room to get working on the sweet drink.

In the meantime, I take this time to reflect on my situation now that I got the worst out of my system, mind clearer after I could dissipate some of the bottled up pain.

Mom obviously lied to my siblings about my leaving so she wouldn’t be seen as the bad one, and her lying about me not wanting their phone number after she apparently changed them, she really had everything planned out, which explains why none of my messages and calls reached through ever since I left.

She made me the evil out of this all so she would enjoy the life without me that she always wanted, not a care in the world about how this would affect my sisters and brothers in the end, is this something I can fix or is it entirely out of my control?

Am I going to have to give up on them and let them believe that I don’t want to be part of their life anymore? Am I willing to let them be? Should I let them live their life without me weighing them down? That would kill me inside but is it what they need?

A steaming cup of hot chocolate with a mountain of whipped cream over it appears in front of me and upon closer observation, I can even see some colourful tiny marshmallows underneath the cloud, it makes me feel like a children that’s being calmed down with a huge dose of sugar but it works and I smile at the realization, it smells good.

I look up to find Seokjin sitting down in front of me and when he finds me staring at him, his eyes crease lightly before he’s motioning for me to taste it. I grab the cup with both hands and take a bite of the whipped fluffiness before getting a sip of the liquid, creamy and full of flavours, it’s easily the best hot chocolate I’ve ever had.

I sigh as I take another sip, body relaxing on my seat while the sweetness spreads over my tongue, it’s like receiving a warm hug for my soul, it makes me feel better already.

Seokjin keeps an eye on my body language in silence, and when he sees that my posture is opening up and relaxing, he decides to go ahead with the questions, he can’t bear not knowing any longer.

“So… do you want to tell me what happened out there? Did something happen with Namjoon?” he asks softly, his voice careful as he knows that he’s walking on a thorny path blindly at the moment, he doesn’t like jumping to conclusions but he doesn’t have much else to base his guess on.

I set the cup down on the table, blanket readjusted over my shoulders before I wrap my fingers around the cup to keep its warmth near, my gaze locked on the marshmallows that are slowly melting into the liquid in different colours.

“No, Namjoon didn’t do anything wrong, I actually met one of my siblings earlier. Eunwoo… he wasn’t happy about seeing me, I thought… I tried to contact him ever since I was made to leave home but it wouldn’t work, I learned that mom fed them lies to make sure I wouldn’t stay in their life any longer, she changed their phone numbers and told the four of them that I didn’t want them before leaving so obviously he was hurt and angry, he didn’t listen to me before leaving” I explain slowly, eyes unable to look up to meet his own.

Telling Seokjin scares me, opening up like this is terrifying, this part of my life that has always remained a secret now being laid out openly over the table with him, this is but the surface of a much bigger problem and I don’t know how he would react to it, would he be disgusted by me upon learning more about me? I don’t want to lose him too.

The air around us stills at my words, it becomes heavy and when I briefly glance at him, it’s to see his angry eyes glaring at the table. “Why the heck would she do that? Why would she want to keep you away from your siblings? That doesn’t make any sense”.

I bite on my bottom lip, unsure of if I really want to tell him, if I want that out in the open, but for some reason, I want him to know, I want to allow him inside my messed up life, I hope he would stay even after knowing the worst part of my existence.

I breathe in and out deeply before smiling lightly to myself. “Because mom doesn’t like me, or would hate be a better word?” I let out plainly, watch as his hands clench into fists in confusion. “What? Why would she hate you-”

“Because I’m the result of rape”.

It’s blurted out of my lips before I can even process it and I take in as he freezes in shock, eyes wide on my form before I look down again, a sip of the drink taken to calm my nerves, there’s no going back anymore.

“I heard her talk about it with her ex-husband once when I was younger. She’d gone to a night club by herself one night when she was bored, she was having the time of her life there, unaware that the drinks she was given by her ‘new friends’ were drugged. She wasn’t really conscious of the decisions she would make after that, she didn’t really care, she just wanted to have fun. She was raped that night, got dumped in a dark alley once they were done with her and two weeks later, she was pregnant with me” I start, it makes me feel disgusted with myself, yet I keep going anyway because if I stop now, I fear that I’ll never be able to open up quite the same ever again.

“My mother… her appearance was very important to her, she had to remain strong and proud for the people around her, she couldn’t be seen weak and so, she decided to play the sweet future mother who would give birth and take care of the child she was forced to bear no matter how hard it would be, the single mother willing to love the child that came to be in a terrible way.

Obviously, she had never planned to love me, it was all for the sake of how others would see her, but behind the scenes, I was to her a nightmare that she had to look at everyday, and one day came when she simply stopped looking at me. I was there to be used as she would see fit, as if it was the least I could do for her, as if it was my fault that she was abused this way.

She never thought to give me away to a loving family, it never crossed her mind to allow me a normal life, she preferred the idea of keeping me around so I would hear her say in the middle of the night that I’m a disgusting mistake, she wanted me to know that I wasn’t loved, that I never would be loved by her, or anyone for that matter.

It must have been her way of getting vengeance on life, she showed all the love I ever wanted to my siblings as they came to life one after the other, her husband at the time didn’t really care much about me, I was background decoration that kept the house clean and made them food, and then I became the nanny that would keep an eye on the kids while they would work.

I took care of every single one of them, to a point that they grew up seeing me as a mother figure more than mom ever was, she loved them but never really took the time to be a mother to them so that fell on me, but I didn’t mind. They loved me, they hugged me and they smiled at me, they treated me like a human being that had worth and they became my everything.

They were never really aware of how I was treated at home, I did my best so they wouldn’t see it, they didn’t need to know that… I guess that part worked well because now they truly believe that I left of my own free will because I was tired of them when in reality, it’s her who kicked me out. Part of me believes she was jealous of the love they have for me so she manipulated them and broke their heart to feel better about herself”.

I press my lips tightly when I’m done talking, a huge monologue blurted out to him about my whole life, did he even want to hear that much? But he’s the second person I’m feeling comfortable enough telling all of this to because I feel safe and I want to believe that it’ll be welcomed just like it did with my landlord.

“Y/N, look at me, please” I hear Seokjin say, his voice dripping with sadness and pain, and when I look up slowly to meet his gaze, it’s to find his eyes filled with tears. He reaches out over the table with both of his hands to settle them over my own around the cup and I feel my lips tremble slightly, this isn’t rejection, Seokjin isn’t rejecting me.

“Y/N, my dear Y/N… I want to start with saying this because it’s the biggest truth you need to always remember - you are not a mistake. Whatever happened to your mother, you are not responsible for that, nor are you responsible of what went through your progenitor's mind, your mother has made her own decisions and used you as her scapegoat, which is not okay.

What you had to endure shouldn’t happen to anyone, no matter the circumstances, what you went through was abuse and I’m so sorry that you had to experience such pain for so long all by yourself, and for the way she lied about you, I’m sorry that it led to you losing your siblings. They don’t understand how they suddenly came to lose you, you’re all hurting deeply and I think your brother handled it the only way he knew how to at the time, I’m sure he still loves you very much.

Don’t give up on him, Y/N, it can be fixed, okay? I for one am very happy that you were born into this world, I’m incredibly thankful to have gotten to know you and I say that with the knowledge that we’ve only known each other for a week, but I hope that you’ll stay around in my life for a very long time, no matter where it leads you in the future. Thank you for opening up to me the way you did, it’s a big proof of trust and it means a lot to me”.

To hear those words… I never thought such an understanding possible to this extent one day and it lifts a terribly heavy weight off my whole existence.

I close my eyes and take a moment to get my anxiousness out through a long shaky breath while I process what he told me, about me not being a mistake, about me not being responsible of a past that isn’t mine, but also about how I shouldn’t give up on Eunwoo, that it’s not too late to make things better.

Seokjin gives me hope that I really needed and I’m so thankful to him, for the way he handles everything, how much I wish I could’ve met him when I was much younger, when I was alone and hurting the most.

His thumbs caress my hands softly and when I open my eyes, it’s to find him smiling at me with his warm brown orbs. I feel myself melt under his gaze, so protected he makes me feel, Seokjin was the best thing to ever happen to me after my siblings.

“How about you stay here and finish that hot chocolate while I clean up the shop? I was supposed to open up again soon since I just finished a load of baking but I’ll just stock the pastries before ending the day early” he offers easily like it’s no big deal but upon learning that he didn’t close shop because he was done for the day, my eyes widen in guilt, I just took precious time from him after all, didn’t I?

“I’m sorry, Seokjin, I didn’t know, I thought- you don’t have to do that, really, I can walk home by myself so you can continue with what you were doing, I wouldn’t want to get in the way, isn’t today normally a busy day for you? I wouldn’t want to cause you problems” I counter softly, but as I try to move away to stand up and leave, his hands remain firm around mine and he motions with his eyes for me to sit down again.

“Y/N, you seem to be forgetting who owns this shop. If I decide to close early on a Saturday afternoon, then I close early on a Saturday afternoon, what can others do? Complain? To me? The worldwide handsome bistro chef?” he laughs exaggeratedly as if the idea alone amuses him and I pinch my lips as a small giggle leaves me, I guess he’s right.

He slowly stops his laughing when he hears my own, which seems to bring him much relief, and then he starts humming pensively before nodding to himself with a glint of delight in his orbs as they fall on me again.

“I have an even better proposition for you. How about we both head to my house once I’m done here so I can make you good food while we watch movies of your choice? Doesn’t that sound better than spending the rest of the day alone?”.

Temptation.

That’s what fills me in an instant at his offer and it seems I’m not fast enough to hide it on my face because he quickly nods in satisfaction before standing up after patting my hands softly.

“Alright, that’s decided then. I should have at most twenty minutes of tasks to do before I’m done so you stay right here, you don’t do anything, it’s an order from your boss. I know where you live so don’t force me to kidnap you” he states and my eyes widen in shock.

“You- how?” I let out with a gaping mouth, soul slightly panicking, how does he know where I live? I never told him!

Seokjin sighs and shakes his head at me like he’s disappointed. “Y/N, did you already forget that you gave me your CV for the sake of being hired? It was all written in there, your full name, your phone number, your address, your email. Don’t make me into a stalker now, dear, don’t do that to the man feeding you, that’s not polite”.

With that said, he leaves the break room to get back in the kitchen with light feet and I hide my face under my hands when I feel my skin burn with embarrassment, I’m so stupid.

Of course he would know, I gave them to him myself, it’s so easy to forget that he’s my boss when he acts that way… my eyes widen in shock once more. I’m going to my boss’ house? I’m going to watch movies in his home?

Is that legal? Is that allowed? Oh my gosh, is it really okay for me to go?

I shake my head quickly, it’s fine, we’re friends, aren’t we? Or are we not? I don’t know anymore, can an employee be friends with their boss?

“I can smell your brain overheating from where I am, dear, please calm down before you burn it to a crisp”.

I purse my lips before taking a big gulp of the hot chocolate that’s getting cold to calm my nerves, it ought to be fine, right? I don’t see why I wouldn’t be allowed to spend time with Seokjin outside of work if it’s something he wants, I like being with him so… yeah, it should be fine.

“Do you want more marshmallows? I can bring you the bag if you want, there’s only a handful left in here so it’s not worth keeping in the kitchen”.

… more marshmallows? Just for me?

“Yeah okay, I’ll bring it over in a moment, I could hear your fluttering heart as if it was my own, just give me a second, dear”.

My soul fills with happy flutters and I dance a little on my seat, Seokjin really is the best.

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⤜GENRE: Fluffy, reader owns an animal sanctuary, attempted humour, cute chan, the boys coming to see where Reader works, mentions of alligators/crocodiles, rescues animals and sets them free when healthy

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The idea of bringing Chan and his friends to come and see where you worked was fun, you figured it was about time you showed your boyfriend what you did. The two of you had been together now for two years and you’d only really told him the basics of what you did at work, rescued animals and once they were healthy you helped release them back into their natural habitats in the wild. Then, of course, you rehomed any pets that were given to you which was mostly the reason for the boys being with you to help.

Last week someone dropped off a box of kittens to you and you were struggling to try and keep them all entertained since you already had over 23 cats and now you had 12 kittens to care for. Chan figured he and his friends would be a big help to you, especially since Minho was always happy to be around cats all of the time.

“This is the first time Chan will have been here,” You told Felix as you searched for the main entrance keys inside of your bag, giggling a little as you heard seven of the boys all gasp in surprise at chan. It was a little shocking that he’d never come by but that was on you, you hadn’t wanted to bring him along since you didn’t just home basic household pets.

“And you’ve never been?” Felix asked his best friend, raising his eyebrow in complete and utter disbelief that Chan had never come here. Then again it was out in the middle of nowhere in South Korea with many buildings so that different animals had their own spaces so you hadn’t really thought Chan would want to come. It was about a two-hour drive from Seoul and you never wanted to take Chan away from his music but this week was the first week he’d had off in a while. 

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“You are ours, little one. And we would crush the world in our fists, watch it crumble to pieces just to make sure it remains so.” 

Summary: You had decided to make a change, not realizing your men would notice. The consequences bring to light your own insecurities, with which the boys decide it’s time you realize how precious you are to them.

Pairing: Mafia BTS x plus-sized reader

Word Count: 1.7k

Genre: mafia au, poly au, established relationship, angst, smut, 

Warnings: just feral boys, absolute smut, weight insecurities, bad dieting, dom/sub undertones, established relationship, mentions of starving, jealousy, pussy eating, squirting, marking, descriptions of sex, basically the boys worshipping the mc, breeding kink, mc just wants to be filled, use of ropes, slight mention of bondage, 

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Time was just a social construct used to remind people that they were subject to the laws of mankind.

For you, time seemed to remind you of all of your failures. Things you don’t hold in your control. Things that caused you to suffer even more than you already do.

“Now darling, please tell me why you are in this position?”

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It's in the 2nd part of when the MC finds out about Tae. "You-you think I am pretty?" Like that part just gripped my heart. Like how Tae couldn't believe that someone would find HER pretty. ❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹😭😭

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⤜PAIRING: Minho x Fem!Reader

⤜GENRE: non-idol au, family au, Minho dad, Reader being an English teacher in Korea, teacher x parent, fluffy, angsty, angst with fluffy ending, kissing, dates, smut oral [Female and male receiving] protected sex, “good girl” “you can take it”, 

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Moving to Seoul had been a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for you, something that you weren’t just going to let go of easily. So when you’d been given the green light a few months ago to become an English teacher for kids you grasped it with both hands. This had been everything you had wanted for a few years now, ever since you’d gotten the degree you needed to go ahead and do this. Who wouldn’t love travelling to another country to teach kids another language? Not to mention getting to experience and learn more about another culture.

You would also get to achieve some travelling goals as well as experience your dream job, there could be nothing better than all of this. It was hardly believable that you were actually doing this right now but you were excited. 

Nervous but excited that this was all going to be happening. It had been in the planning stages for months on end and you’d been worried that something was somehow going to go wrong during the application process. You’d had to find an apartment - which the school paid for. Then there was waiting for your visa to get approved as well as making sure your Korean was as amazing as it could be. But everything was perfect and the way it should have been, the application was approved more quickly than you were expecting and your Visa was approved for you to work for one year. 

You’d been given a few weeks to move to Korea without worrying about your job since the program you were with wanted you to relax and find a routine first. Today, however, was your first day and you’d been given a huge tour from the principal who seemed completely ecstatic to have you in their teaching program. The last teacher they’d had - the one you were replacing - had been fired for not taking his job seriously, as well as posting his stories about the children to his social media. All of which was a giant “no-no” in the teaching community.

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⤜PAIRING: Yoongi x Fem!Reader

⤜GENRE: mentions of a guy being a total creep, begging for your number, yoongi saves the day, photocard boyfriend aesthetic, first kiss, cute, fluffy, first date

⤜Copyright: © DreamEscapesWriting - July 2022

⤜MASTERLIST

Everyone knew that if you broke a mirror it was seven years of bad luck. Why though? Why was it always that and why did every believe it? You’d never been the suspicious one until now after everything had been going wrong for you. That morning you’d dropped your mirror on the floor and now you were paying the price for it. You’d googled everything you could to try and reverse the bad luck but it was no good, nothing seemed to reverse it. 

First, your car broke down, then it started raining on your walk to work and on your way home you got splashed by a cab. Now it was worse. You could feel something watching you. It had been happening since you’d walked out of the building, you could just feel eyes on you at all times.

You thought it was just your mind playing tricks on you but it wasn’t. You knew that now since you could always feel it watching and waiting…never looking away from you. Whatever it was, was still following you now. You had no idea where you even were since every now and again you’d change the direction in which you were going so you didn’t have to feel like you were being followed but it still happened. 

Whatever it was that was following you wasn’t going to stop and you decided you needed to either confront it or turn around and head home. So you did, you turned around suddenly and came face to face with someone. A guy. He looked oddly familiar but you weren’t able to place him from where you knew him.

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YOU BELONG

ALPHA! 0T7 (YOONMIN CENTRIC) X OMEGA!CHUBBY! READER A/B/O - SUGAR DADDY AU

CHAPTER 1 (4.1k words)

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"One serving of tteokbokki and a fishcake please".

I look around me after giving my order and glance at all the people going from one food truck to the other, the food festival currently going on a fun time for everyone, even for me, it's an opportunity to be filled with positive energy and laughter while eating delicious food.

The breeze is great when standing in the shade, which is why they set up umbrellas on top of the tables today, the sun is really strong but the temperature is enjoyable, it's great when we get to find a good middle space.

It's too bad that I will have to walk in the burning sun rays instead of staying here.

I keep smiling at the people walking by and they smile back, it makes me feel happy even though I'm exhausted from my day, but then my smile falls at something I see. Did I say filled with positive energy?

I take that back, it's filled with laughter for sure but I guess there will always be negativity following the good, I think to myself when I meet eyes with a couple of girl friends who snicker while looking me up and down, whether it's my current outfit or my physique left to find out, maybe it's both, who knows.

Oh well, this festival and its people are not perfect but I won't let that deter my good mood, I'm here to get some tasty food to eat while walking back home and that's exactly what I'll do!

"Here you go, one serving of tteokbokki and one fishcake" the cook in the food truck I chose calls out to me and I thank him with a delighted smile as I grab the two recyclable plates after paying him, it smells so good!

Hopefully it tastes just as good because my cleaning job took a lot out of me today and I'm really hungry since I skipped lunch, I hate going to the company's cafeteria so I'm glad this food festival was nearby when I needed it the most, home is a good hour away on foot after all.

With a happy pep to my step, I get away to give place to the people behind me and decide to walk over the green lawn to get some distance from the crowd because while the surrounding food smells good, it becomes a lot to endure for my nose after a while when the other scents merge together.

I guess I should be thankful that my sense of smell dimmed after the divorce, although sometimes it really does feel like an obstacle when I can't smell the lighter scents, I miss being able to scent the random flowers I find when I walk around, I used to love doing that.

Moving out and away from my ex mate was both extremely difficult and the easiest choice I've ever made. Breaking the mate bond was harsh on my body, especially on my wolf, but my huge depression that I hadn't known how to cure for a whole year disappeared as soon as I'd grabbed my luggage and walked out the door and that revealed a lot all by itself.

A good thing for a bad thing, such is life they say, I've grown used to it and it's not such a drastic loss anyway, it's just the weak smells that go right over my head.

The poison that he would feed my mind every single day on top of all the times he'd touch me in intimate places even when I would ask him not to was a lot worse than what I now have to live with.

I lost count of how many times I tried to explain to him that it felt like I was being violated every time he'd grope me only to have him retort that with his work, he didn't have any space left to remember those kind of things, but he would try to be careful, he would try, and then he'd do it again fifteen minutes later.

I say good riddance! He never respected me and it's his loss! I'm doing much better all by myself anyway, I don't need anyone in my life.

Romance is simply not for me, I learned that the hard way and I don't think I'll ever meet someone good for me so I might as well not search. I don't want to go through that a second time.

I push on the button once at the street light to wait for the pedestrian signal and take a bite of the tteokbokki, the taste that spread on my tongue enough to make me moan with delight, now that's some good shit.

But then my thoughts continue to what I was thinking about and I sigh when I remember the day when I told him that it was over between us, food now rolling in my mouth before I force myself to swallow it down.

Has it already been two years? I still remember that day so vividly, the tears he'd showed me, the long letter he'd wrote me stating how wonderful he suddenly found me, how much he loved and cared about me, that he couldn't live his life without me, I can only laugh at how ridiculous it all was.

It's a mix of laughter and annoyance, because even until the end, he couldn't take me seriously.

He made me give him a second chance after all his pleading, I thought that maybe he'd understood how serious I was, that he would change, yet in less than an hour after he agreed to do everything necessary so that we could work again, when he got back into his comfort zone because he thought he had won, that I would stay, he ruined it all.

He not only ruined what we had, no matter how bad it was, but he ruined what was once an intact ability to trust. He destroyed something that I so desperately need, because now when someone tells me something, I always doubt what is said.

It can't be real, they're lying to me, they're trying to make fun of me, they're going to use me before dropping me in the trash at the end of the day, they're going to make a fool out of me, they said that only for the sake of their appearance, they don't care.

That's what he did to me and I hate that this is what I've become, but my defense mechanisms won't stop now, they're always active, always on the lookout. Don't let them hurt you, you suffered enough, that's what they put in my mind.

I sincerely feel bad for whoever his next prey will be. It's crazy how people end up cooing at abandoned mates like they're poor little puppies, he'll surely come up with a disastrous story that includes me being the worst mate possible because obviously, he never did anything bad, oh no, he was such a good mate, such a good husband.

Oh well, as long as he stays out of my life, he can say whatever the hell he wants, I've done enough trying for his sake, I've done enough crying and I've blamed myself enough times for things that he did to me thinking it was my fault.

Aargh! Why am I even thinking about him when I'm supposed to be having a good time eating?! Shoo, leave my mind alone you stupid beta! It's been two years, damn it!

I make my way across the busy street when the little green guy light turns on and once standing on the sidewalk that will lead me home for a good part of the walk, I take another needed bite of the tteokbokki, then one of the fishcake in an attempt to divert my own attention to something that I adore - these two foods.

There's no way out of it, they're both my comfort food, there's nothing else quite like it and I don't care what people say, they were created specifically for me.

And so I bring another bite to my lips, eyes shutting in delight when my mood finally rises again, which is a wrong move because all of a sudden, a villainous rock decides to roll underneath my foot just as I step on it.

There's no warning, no pity, not a care in the world that I'm holding food, it's all pure hate.

I fall forward with a yelp and my hands throw what I was holding in the air as I fail to stop myself from toppling down on the cement, palms meeting the harsh ground with a wince as I hear the plates meet their sad fate a few feet in front of me, no more hope to be had when I realize that my hard-worked meal is now good for trash when I find it spread all over the rocky part of the sidewalk.

The air around me stills for an eerie moment before I feel the incoming surge of tears traveling all the way up to drown my eyes' waterline, a mix of pain and pure devastation merging to make my soul into a very unstable landmine as I remain exactly where I am on the burning ground, my eyes on the food that was supposed to cheer me up today.

Don't cry, don't cry, don't you dare cry Y/N, it's just food, think about what people would say if they saw you like this, don't make a fool out of yourself, just get up, clean this up and walk away.

I know that, I know that I shouldn't make such a big deal out of this but damn it... I had been looking forward to this moment for days now, it was supposed to be to cheer me up for going through yet another long week but what's this?

Is this how I end the week? Thoughts of my asshole of an ex filling my mind while the love of my life rests in the trash?

I barely notice the sound of a door that closes before feet hurry over to where I am until a body crouches besides me and when I look up in a daze, it's game over, the tears take that opportunity to flow down my cheeks as I stare at this incredibly handsome man who gazes at me the way you stare at a wounded baby pup.

"Oh darling, that was a bad fall, wasn't it? Are you hurt anywhere? Your hands... you fell on them, do you want me to have a look?".

He has a really smooth and gentle voice that I could listen to for hours without pause, I let out a teary hiccup with a nod of the head at his question and he helps me sit up properly before taking my hands softly in his own to have a look at my palms, something I'm thankful for because I cannot handle the sight of my own blood and passing out on the street would not be good.

I stare at his face to try and notice a grimace or anything of the kind - is it bad? Are they bleeding? - while I inhale his musky scent, he must be an alpha and while I usually don't really like perfumes, his current one fits really well with his scent, it helps me calm down.

Cedarwood with a layer of roses over it, it's very soothing and I would lean right into his touch if my mind wasn't screaming at me that he would be disgusted if I were to do that, especially since we're strangers.

If even my ex husband hated when I would scent him while we were married, I must not smell very good.

Maybe there's something wrong with my vanilla whipped cream? It doesn't sound like it smells bad, I don't think it smells bad but maybe it does... I shake my head and try to keep my scent from souring at the thought just as the man hums.

"Your skin is a little red but it didn't break so you're not bleeding, thank goodness. Does it hurt? Are you in pain anywhere else?".

I stubbornly shake my head again, it's nothing I can't handle, my empty stomach has it worse at the moment but that he doesn't need to know, he nods in relief before pulling himself up, and me by the same occasion.

His hands are steady as they start pulling on my arms to get me from sitting on my butt to standing on my feet but there's a moment of panic that flashes through my eyes at realizing that I'm letting someone try to get my weight up from the ground, I quickly release my arms from his hold to stand by myself, what was I thinking?

His scent sharpens in dislike at my reaction and I tense up, eyes avoiding him to instead make the few steps to my wasted food to pick it up, it wouldn't do to leave this on the ground when the neighborhood is trying to keep the streets clean, the residents would hunt me down if they found out the mess was mine.

"I should be fine, I just wasn't looking where I was walking and I tripped" I explain in a murmur before adding "but thanks for stopping by to make sure I'm fine, I appreciate it".

"I wasn't going to let such a pretty girl all by herself after falling down that way, are you sure you're alright? I can take you to a clinic if you're hurt anywhere and get you some healing cream, are your knees fine?" he continues with his questions and a voice at the back of my mind whispers "Liar" in my ears over and over again as I shake my head.

Liar, liar, he's lying, me, pretty? He's a liar, no one has ever called me that before, what does he want from me?

"No, I'm fine, thank you" I mumble before gathering everything in my hands to bring to the nearby trash can, I almost lose my balance when trying to get my second knee off the ground but the man catches me by the arm to help me stand, his grip slightly tighter than earlier to keep me from pulling back.

He only lets go when he has no reason to hold me anymore and I walk to the trash can with red humiliated cheeks to drop everything inside with a pained heart, it's really such a waste and I feel so ashamed that someone else is seeing that from up close.

"You must still be hungry, you couldn't eat a lot, right?".

I sigh and nod my head slowly before turning my gaze back to him, and this time I take a moment to take in his attire.

He's wearing a fancy grey suit, his hair slicked back to reveal a gorgeous forehead, the blond strands going to the perfection with his skin tone and what's that behind him- holy shit, that's an expensive car, he's loaded, isn't he? Why the heck is he talking to someone like me?

My hair is tied in a high ponytail to keep it out of my face and I'm still wearing my cleaning uniform because I found my outfit from this morning in a bin of dirty water, I couldn't possibly wear it all the way back home, we must look weird from an outside perspective.

He follows my gaze and looks behind him to see the center of my attention, a grin spreading on his lips as some sort of idea seems to go through his mind. "Want to go for a ride? We could go get you some food to replace what you dropped. It looked tasty, I could do with some myself, I'm pretty hungry right now" he offers with bright eyes and I narrow my eyebrows, taken aback.

Why? is what I want to ask him, because why is he offering that to me?

No, dealing with someone like him is going to end up being trouble and I don't want trouble, things are going well so far and I'd rather have it remain like that.

"Very nice of you to offer, but I'm going to have to decline. I think I'll just go home and eat something from the fridge, there's bound to be something eatable in there" I answer simply before turning my back to him to step away because the fastest I'm gone, the better but he follows behind me in a trot until he's walking besides me.

"What do you have in your fridge?" he asks innocently and I purse my lips while looking up at the empty blue sky to think about it, what do I have in my fridge?

"Bread? I think I have a tomato left too... I could make a bland tomato sandwich" I let out, I sigh because I do believe that's my only option, it's not close enough to the comfort food that I needed, this sucks.

"So you're refusing good outside food for this boring sandwich?".

A nod of the head. "I am indeed refusing for a boring sandwich".

"It's not because you don't know me and you feel like I'm up to no good?".

"Oh it's definitely because- I mean no, no, I'm just tired" I stop myself just in time, an awkward laugh leaving me as I try to think of a way to get him to let me go, why is he still following me?

I look behind us to see that his car is still there, getting smaller as we walk, seriously, why is he still following me?

The stranger chuckles, he doesn't look mad even though he clearly saw through my clumsy attempt at hiding my mistake, his scent is light and rich. "I don't blame you, it's safer to be wary, I would probably be wary too if someone like me came to talk to me out of nowhere".

I shrug. "It wasn't really out of nowhere, you came to help me because I fell, it's just that now you don't seem to know how or when to part ways. I promise you I'm fine if that's what's keeping you here".

He chuckles softly. "In normal circumstances I would, but I can't stop feeling bad about that lunch you couldn't get, it's going to keep me from sleeping tonight if I don't get you another one".

I stop walking and turn to face him with a hand to my hip, he looks down at me with a tilt of the head, why would it even bother him to the point that he can't sleep? Is he going to follow me until we reach my home?

What about his car then? It could get towed if it stays there and what then? I get that he can always call a taxi or something but it's hot outside, the sun hits hard if you're not careful and there's nowhere to find shade around here.

"What's your name?" I ask him instead of commenting on what he said and he perks up, eyes glinting before he's answering with his warm voice.

"Park Jimin, at your service, milady" he muses with a light bow and I can't resist the huffed laugh that leaves me, I try to pretend like it didn't happen but he looks as if he just won an award, goodness, I don't know how to act with him, he's not taking any hints, or is it that he doesn't care?

"Aren't you going to tell me your name too, beautiful?" he teases with a suave tilt to his brow, it changes his whole vibe and I look down to avoid a blush that would humiliate me more than anything else, I feel ashamed enough as it is about wanting to believe his compliments, that he truly means them.

I don't need this, he's surely just playing with me so he can laugh later and then I'm going to spend the night cringing that I even dared put down my walls, I'm not going to give him the satisfaction of seeing me finally give in to him, it's probably all that he wants.

"Seo Y/N, and please stop saying those words so easily, I don't like hearing them" I say before making one step away from him, he doesn't follow this time, confusion clear on his face, his cedarwood burns a little, I have to give it to him, he's good at acting.

"We all know that you don't mean the compliments so stop playing with me, Park Jimin. Go back to your car and leave me alone, please, I don't want to be part of your sick game. Being fat doesn't mean I'm an easy prey".

His scent turns overwhelmingly strong as a growl builds in the back of his throat, it has my breath hitching in my throat. "What? A game? You think I'm playing with you?" he asks with a hint of anger in his voice but I'm already walking away as fast as possible before he can continue.

Isn't he? I don't know what to think of this and it bothers me that I'm even trying, what's the point? We're clearly not from the same world, this is ridiculous.

He should've continued on his way without stopping to help me, that would have saved me all this... this!

It should stop there, but alas no, his footsteps follow after me and I clench my fists as I try to go even faster. Are we filming a comedy show? Is that it? Am I going to make my first appearance on TV?

"Seo Y/N, stop walking for a minute and let me talk" he demands but I shake my head, nu-huh!

"What would it serve? Look at yourself and then look at me! What's there left to say?" I blurt out only to yelp when he growls louder this time, what the fuck is going on!

"I really don't like this nonsense you're currently saying but we can talk about it later, Seo Y/N. Right now I'm more concerned about the blood staining your pants at the knees and we should take care of that now-".

I look down in reflex and indeed, there is blood, oh shit, oh fuck, shit. My heart rises to my throat while my blood rushes out of my face at an alarming speed, I only keep myself from falling another time thanks to the tree nearby before sitting down at its roots as I try to fight the wave of darkness teasing at the edge of my mind.

I should pass out, I know I normally would but the cedarwood that fills my senses once more as Jimin kneels next to me keeps my mind clearer, this is new and greatly welcomed even though I don't dare open my eyes, I hate everything about this day.

I hear him sign before a sound of rustling fills the air and all of a sudden, a light weight gently falls over my legs, I open my eyes to see a grey suit covering from my knees to my thighs, a glance upward revealing Jimin now wearing a white button up shirts that he loosens with one hand while keeping his eyes locked on me with a blank expression.

"Now, darling, you're going to stay here while I go get my car, okay? You will get in the vehicle once I'm back and we'll head to the nearest clinic where you will get your knees taken care of properly, then we'll be getting food before I drive you home, is that clear?".

I can't find it in me to disobey the force he puts in his voice and so, I nod my head sheepishly, except it doesn't seem to please him when he quirks an eyebrow at me.

"What was that? I didn't hear you".

I gulp and clear my throat before trying again.

"That was very clear, alpha... I won't run away".

He hums and ruffles my hair, I bite on my bottom lip at the feeling that warms up my soul, this feels nice.

"Good girl, I promise I'll be fast, alright? Wait for just a little minute" he says in a way that has my heart skipping a beat before standing up to start running back to where his car is, I stare at him with a confused mind, I really don't understand what is going on or why he tries so hard.

And so, even when he goes out of sight, his cedarwood continues to keep me company as it oozes out of the fancy suit and with a dreaded soul, I feel it, the smallest crack appearing on my first wall.

Fuck.

(AUTHOR) I hope you guys enjoyed! I would really appreciate some feedback for this beginning of a new story! What do you think will happen, how difficult will it be for Y/N to open up her heart? Please let me know what you think!

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ONCE, FOREVER

"We let you leave once, but now we're keeping you forever".

"Please, we worked so hard to change for you, come back?".

CHAPTERS: 1 , 2 , 3 , 4 , ...

NAMJIN X READER

NORMAL LIFE AU

M/F , MULTI

RATED M

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OKAY BUT,

I’m just imagining autistic!mc at the boys’ concert, and they have her placed in barricade but like kind of separated from the crowd once they realize she’s never been to a concert before. Like mc just stimming with her noise canceling headphones on to help drown out some of the noise because she has high sensory needs with sound.

I just imagine them looking over at her every once in a while and just smiling wide when they see her enjoying herself and dancing along to their songs🥺

Ethereal 9

CHAPTER 9

“She’s mad but she’s magic.

There’s no lie in her fire.”

~ Charles Bukowski

Summary: After leaving your home in need of a fresh start, you open a bookstore with the hopes that the words you read could bring you solace. You never realized that the books you loved would bring you home instead.

Pairing: BTS x Reader

Genre: Mafia/Dragon AU

Status: Ongoing

Word Count: 5.6k

Warnings: depictions of violence, smut, death, sexual assault, insecurities, anxiety, polyamory, trauma, mentions of blood

Chapter Warnings: violence, reference to death, Jungkook being feral, Namjoon and Taehyung getting revenge, mentions of sex, insecurities, reference to killing, Jin being a feral possessive dragon, possessive thoughts and actions, 

*Please remember that this is a mafia fan fiction. There will be violence, blood, and other dark themes. If you cannot handle the dark themes, please do not read*

Masterlist // Chapter 8 // Chapter 10

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It had been a couple of minutes since they had arrived at the specified warehouse, Hobi’s software being utilized to ensure your presence. Namjoon and Jungkook were quiet as the watched two of their men pick the lock of the back door Hoseok had told them to enter through.

“Okay, I want you three to enter first, we need to see if there are any men lingering. You guys have been trained for stealth with Jungkook, we believe in you.” Namjoon spoke, his voice teetering as he pointed to three of Jungkook’s chosen men.

“We need to move quickly. I don’t want any more time wasted. We need to get Y/N back before that fucker makes another move on her.” The twenty or so men surrounding the two dragons nodded their confirmations. They knew how important their mission was.

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Everybody Has Sick Days ~ BC [Request]

⤜WORD COUNT: 3.9K

⤜PAIRING: Chan x Fem!Reader

⤜GENRE: parents of the 00’s, family au, non idol, cute, insta love, 

⤜Copyright: © DreamEscapesWriting - March 2022

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Icy fingers wrapped around your body as you shivered a little, glancing around the playground for Chan while his sons ran around with your own. It was so cold out thanks to it being the middle of winter and you couldn’t help but try and snuggle closer to your coat to try and warm up a little. For the last twenty minutes, you’d been waiting for Chan to show up but he was either running completely late or had forgotten to pick his kids up which you very much doubted. From the stories, Felix and Jisung told you he was a very kind and doting dad to them both and you knew that there had to be a reason for him being this late. 

“Mum!” The voice of Seungmin called out as he rushed over to you, hugging your legs and looking up at you with huge puppy dog eyes. The whole reasoning behind his nickname “puppy” you’d given to him from a young age, he knew how to get his own way. You knew exactly what he was about to ask, both he and Hyunjin had been asking the same question for the past twenty minutes. 

“What is it, baby?” You cooed, running your fingers through his brown hair and ruffling it up a little as he groaned at you. Seungmin did his best to straighten it out and stared at you giving you a playful glare, 

“Can Jisung and Lix come to ours?” You looked at him and over at the two boys that were chasing after Hyunjin, you gathered they were playing some form of “tag” games. You wanted to take them back to yours and get them warmed up since it wasn’t exactly the kind of weather that warranted playing outside for too long.

“We have to wait for their dad, buddy. I’m sure he’ll be here soon,” You whispered sending him back to the others who were all laughing and joking together. You hoped that Chan was on his way, the school had called him over ten times and you were beginning to worry something had happened to him.

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Before I Leave You:  Asks/Drabble Archive

Notes: this has been a long long long time coming- this is literally everything that i’ve ever written for Bily outside of the canonical chaptered content. Some of these ideas are more developed than the others- and several times in the last year i’ve re-visited certian parts of bily and revised my initial thoughts on it- so i wouldn’t call all of this ‘cannon’

my favorite part of these are often your takes on what i’ve written and as a function of that sometimes- your ask part is longer than my response. some of these are longer and some of these are only a few sentences- the longer ones and more ‘quality’ asks start around January of this year! there is some triggering content and some that’s smutty, very little of it is tagged so proceed at your own risk! I will try to update it monthly with all the asks i answer!

i recommend that you read the entirety of Bily before you start the asks, because some of them contain spoilers for later chapters! if you want me to build on any of these asks further- please refer to them by month and number! 

Before I Leave you Series Masterlist 

April 2021

Will there be little space in the story?

The pack’s scents

mommy tae spoilers 

bily pairs and their love vibes

what do the bily packmates look like?

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BTS REACTION

03/10/2021

How would the members react to you bringing an extra pair of hands into the household..?

• requested •

Summary: You and your partner have been trying for awhile and it seemed impossible to get you pregnant but suddenly with no tension or stress the dream finally came true and you were expecting.

This is going to be a very long post

warnings; light mention of infertility, arguments and you may have to read of your beloved members crying so make sure to grab some tissues! Mental health mentions, hospital scenes and slight swearing, mental breakdowns, angst however there is very sweet moments so you’ll need tissues for that and possibly a new heart hehe, Either way; please be aware and read with caution!

Purely fiction!

Namjoon

To you, a baby was more than just a goal, or a milestone to complete. It was a dream, something that you wished for as a kid but most importantly it was the most beautiful thing the universe could give you.. if only if the universe was that kind to hand it to you.

You and Namjoon, ever since colliding into each other’s lives have made it clear to each other you wanted a family, you wanted to raise and throughout the years of dating and even marriage, you and him discussed and compromised ways you would bring up your family, it didn’t take that long to agree, and as soon as you did and you were both financially and mentally stable, you both began to work towards creating a family, but it never came..

That was until this morning, even though you were vomiting and alone in your house as Namjoon went to work, you at first were miserable being sick but then you realised. You were late, and that could mean a bad thing but also it could a perfectly positive, ground breaking, thing. It could mean the universe has finally had some coffee and chocolate and listened yours and Namjoon’s prayers, even though Namjoon would never admit he did such a thing.

Practically skipping down the stairs like you were Dorothy on the yellow brick road, humming to yourself, going to the pharmacy to collect yourself a bunch of pregnancy tests and call your doctor who was perplexed by your symptoms but hoped for the best and booked you an appointment as soon as possible, for it wasn’t unusual for things like this to happen.

Sitting on the toilet you seemed to make more than a dozen timers as you spent more than three quarters of the afternoon in there, lining up positive pregnancy tests on the sink, you couldn’t help but glow with the reaction of happiness, glee and euphoria. All the timers went off and positive, positive, positive. It was like your friend Hoseok had come round and blessed you with his gift of positivity.

Washing each pregnancy test carefully with a antibacterial wipe, careful not to effect the result you left the pregnancy tests everywhere around the apartment, leading a trail to the bedroom for Namjoon to follow.

Namjoon unlocked the door and announced that he was home, kicking off his shoes and taking off his jacket, before his eyes fell onto a pregnancy test, his heart beat frantically at this, jumping up to his feet he followed the trail, picking up each one, tears coming to his eyes “positive, positive, positive.” He walked into the room and smiles softly and broke down into tears of happiness.. when he heard you whisper.

“Positive.”

The world seemed to freeze at the celebration of all your hopes and dreams finally coming true. In the morning Namjoon was up first, showering you with kisses, shaking you to wake you up (gently of course, he didn’t want to harm the baby) like a kid on Christmas Day.. soon to be your kid on Christmas Day.

Sitting in the doctors office your dreams were confirmed “congratulations, a miracle has arrived..” the doctor smiles and shows you the ultrasound “you’re going to be parents.”

Namjoon rested his forehead on yours, resting his palm on the back of your neck as he burst into a smile, tears rolling down his face “thank you.. Y/N. Thank you. I don’t deserve you.” He muttered against your lips after the doctor gave you some time to be alone. You simply wipe his tears “biologically I couldn’t do it without you.”You joke and successfully make him laugh, before connecting your lips, you smile “I love you.”

He caressed your cheek and smiles “I love you too.” And the next day he gave you a eternity ring, to celebrate your first baby.

Hoseok

You and Hoseok, both sat on the couch, a hand on your thigh as he worked through his script for his next speech, a movie played in the background and although it seemed like you were watching it, you most certainly weren’t.

Your period had been late for two weeks, you hadn’t lost weight, you had a proper diet, you ate properly, you drank, you slept the best you could and yes you were stressed but not more than you normally were. You couldn’t help but dread that you would fail Hoseok even more, for now you couldn’t even have a period successfully.

He never complained when each time you tried you couldn’t conceive, he was more than happy to adopt, raise the child like his own he just wanted a little mixture of you and him to run around, a mixture of your blood and his blood to go through the family forever, he at first wasn’t the best with kids considering he was the baby of the family himself and you were too but after meeting your family and finding out he was a natural, he couldn’t help but think about you and him as parents, as a unit together running a household. But he didn’t mind a child was a child and it would help the current problem of adoption and bring a child a happy and safe home.

Hoseok had a heart of gold and really wanted the best for you and the world however he found it impossible to convey that when he spoke and thought very logically, to his dismay it made him seem cold and heartless at times but you understood him, you never failed to understand him and that’s all he needed, but for you. It was more than that, you could never forget that day, you peeled yourself away from his touch and broke down crying in the bathroom, you knew the movie was loud enough so he couldn’t hear you so you were confident enough to let all your frustration and pain out, since you’ve held it in for so long since he held it in. It wasn’t fair that you were a mess when he had to hold it all together.

Tears, rolled down your cheek as you studied your engagement ring, wiping your tears “oh why didn’t he choose a better girl..” you whimper to yourself and cover your face in your hands, what you didn’t know is that hoseok has paused the movie when you left the room, hearing your sobs and cries, he sat there on the sofa and felt his heart break, crying himself, he wanted to go to you but he knew you’d have to get this out on your own or you’ll be fucked yo mentally and he wouldn’t do that to you for his own comfort..

Once he heard you calm down, he slowly unlocked the door “Honey.. baby never say that.. I’d choose you over and over and over again.. please…” he said with tears in his eyes as more fell “baby what’s wrong.. what’s wrong.. tell.. tell hobi.” He says, his shaking hands cupping your cheek as he sniffed roughly, wiping your tears, he couldn’t stop shaking so he was so slow and delicate, trying not to poke your eye out.

“I’m not bleeding.. I’m not bleeding.. I’m such a fucking failure. I can’t even bleed!” You scream the last bit out and kick the bin, you kicked numerous of things, seeing how distressed you got, hoseok stopped you and pinned all your limbs to him, calming you down, he knew your anger was just as rare and as bad as his, quietened you down before you did anymore damage to your body, physically through your hormones and also your violence toward objects, he carried you to bed and laid you down as he was on the phone to the doctor, concerning your mensural and ovulation health. He sat by the bed and put a damp cloth to your forehead, caressing it as you did so “you’re my perfect ray of light Y/N.. please don’t destroy yourself over this..” he whispers to you.

You were admitted to the hospital a few days later, humming softly you held hoseok’s hand, due to your mental state the doctors wanted to keep you there, Hoseok stayed as much as he could and you were more than grateful to have him there. You played with the promise ring you recently gave him.. after that episode you prettified him.. so you brought the ring as a promise you’d never hold anything in, no secrets or anything.. you wouldn’t dare to let it get that bad again. You caressed his hand with your thumb as an ultrasound was done, you glanced at the screen and your eyes widened. There was four week year old baby in you. You smiled, but due to this, you couldn’t have any hormone balancing tablets or medication in case it damaged the development, so you were kept in until you were proven fit to go back out

Thank god Hoseok came into the bathroom when he did and stopped you otherwise you would have never forgiven yourself, once back in the room, Hoseok couldn’t stop smiling, he kept kissing your hands, stomach, face, nose, neck, you name it. He had to touch you “I knew you could do it baby.. let’s get you better Hm? Then we can continue with our plan and never have to go through this again.” He kisses softly. He did everything in his power to keep what happened to you to a trustful doctor he wouldn’t let any person get involved or take away any thing that was rightfully yours or his, without understanding what you went through, he spent the next 9 months getting you securely stable and you helped him too, though within two months the both of you did return to the people you were when you first tried for a baby.

To celebrate your success of the child, Hoseok married you on the exact day you found out you were pregnant, exactly a year later so you never forgot to believe in yourself, him and your love for each other.

Jin

Jin wasn’t fussy. At all, he wasn’t picky or put his needs before yours or wants, he would make sure your needs were met and the two of you would compromise and come to an agreement. But starting a family that was a strange thing because neither of you could compromise on that, you either did or didn’t want one, luckily you both did, but it just hasn’t been easy. It was like everything was against you, it was one of the rare things you two didn’t have to compromise and the world just didn’t let you have it.

Jin was a successful business man and you were a very successful make up artist, you met when he had to have a little light touch up, he had a fight and he needed to look professional during the weekend, you found out that Jin’s sister’s boyfriend had tried to make a move too soon and Jin walked in on it and hence the bruising.

You sigh softly, you were at a wedding venue today and you couldn’t help but notice the bride was pregnant and had three others playing around as you tried to do the makeup, you couldn’t help but feel envious and jealous and a dark thought in the back of your mind made you want to make her look like a clown for her wedding, but it was a spilt second thought which seemed to freak you the fuck out when you had it.

After finishing, you reluctantly took the bride’s tips and bid everyone goodbye before slipping out the room and going to your car, tears rolling down, you sighed and wiped them, you didn’t even know why you were crying, you and Jin hadn’t even began to try for a baby, yes you both agreed you wanted one but you never tried, not yet, your schedules were too packed. You must be near your time, because you never got this emotional or weak unless on your period. You groan and huff driving home.

Jin was there waiting for you, he took the afternoon off to surprise you, sitting there with roses in his hand, practically staring at the door like a puppy waiting for it’s owner, he smiles when you walked through the door, his angelic wife that he couldn’t get enough of. “Afternoon~” he cooed and handed you your flowers, you smile and take them, your worries washed away and you rest your head in his chest, moving his shirt slightly you began to kiss him, slow and soft, you watched his eyes flutter close and his breath suck to the back of his throat as you adored him, soon his shirt was off and your dress practically ripped in two.

“Jin, honey, I would like to try for a baby..”

Which caused your husband to freeze for a second as he took time calculating if they had enough money and enough time to raise a child in his head, he knew you’d both be good parents. He smiles at you and nods “then let’s try, Hm?” He asks softly, cupping your cheek and kissing you, slowly it became more and more and more passionate, practically suffocating the both of you..

Three weeks later, your appetite had changed, your size has changed ever slow slightly, you fell sick every now and again, also known as every other day and your period did not arrive, putting two and two together you came up with a few negatives and a few positives but since it was a sunny day, you headed to the pharmacy, you couldn’t stop smiling as you asked for a few pregnancy tests, the woman behind the counter smiles at you and wishes you good luck for your results

Heading home, you walked and opened the door to see Jin, he saw what you had in the bag and couldn’t hide the excitement, he made you tea as you did your part for the pregnancy test and after you washed you hands and left them on the sink, you unlocked the door, letting your partner come in, you smile and rest your head on his shoulder as you waited for each timer to go off.

Soon enough, but not soon enough for Jin, you and him were staring at three positive tests, overwhelmed with joy, he hugged you tightly and kissed you, showing you a side of him he hardly saw before.

“Thank you darling, thank you I know it’ll be difficult with all the changes to your body and life and of course the labour but I’ll be there with you, every step of the way baby, okay? You can go off work now, I don’t mind I can afford it, whatever you want.” He beamed

You just chuckle and cup his face, the two of you engaged in a long, soft and meaningful kiss as you processed the life and chaos the two of you were about to bring into the world.

Yoongi

Playing with your fingers, Yoongi looked at you with that cheeky glint in his eye, the specific glint that made you well aware that you would not be walking for the next few hours. If you let that slight glint turn into actions.

You chuckle and kiss his hands “Yoongi not today, I’m not feeling well.” You chuckle and peck his cheek which seemed to upset him but if you had a cold or bug, you didn’t want to spread it to him, you knew he got stressed when he got off sick.

He sighs and watches you, nibbling his lip “you know I don’t care if I get sick. I can work whilst I’m sick.” He says to you but you pay no attention, he wasn’t getting sick because of you

“When was the fifth?” You ask, worried, your phone was all the way over in yours and your boyfriend’s room and you were in enough pain and drained of energy to even think about trying to walk to the room “a week and a half ago, why?” He answered without even looking at you, your face drained of colour, with the silence Yoongi looked upon”Y/N?” He asks softly reaching over and putting his hands over yours.

You blinked out of your thoughts and looked at him, getting up slowly “Yoongs.. I haven’t got my period yet..” you gulped worried, worried that something bad was happening down there and if it’s been a week and a half did that mean that it was too late the damage was done?

Yoongi however had a different reaction to you, his cheeky glint, turned into a shine, a shine he had when you first met, you knew what that meant and as much as you wanted to be happy with him you had already gone through enough disappointment even though you told yourself it didn’t bother you. You pointed your index finger at him “Min Yoongi. Don’t you dare- we don’t know.” You mutter softly but he walked to you and wrapped his arms around your waist, kissing your neck and shoulder

“Have a little faith and hope, Y/N.” He mumbled in your ear and kisses your ear lobe, making you relax and melt right into his hold, which he loved, he smiles at the thought of finally having a child with you, he began to sway with you, knowing it made you happy. He snuggled into you, he was happier than usual, he wasn’t normally this happy, she wondered if he felt something. His gut was usually irritably correct “do you think we are.. do you think I am?” He nods and kisses her neck “but let’s make sure.”

Yoongi decided it was best to get you a doctors appointment and discouraged you to get any pregnancy test he knew you were upset already and stressing incase you weren’t and he didn’t need to add to your pain by getting false positive.

Sitting in the waiting room, you chewed on about a million mints to calm your nerves, Yoongi was singing soothing songs in your ear as he drummed his fingers on your thigh. Kissing your head.

Soon you were in the doctor’s office and soon the ultrasound was happening, and you saw a little bean.. a 2 week old bean, you just watched it, smiling. Yoongi smiles softly and kisses her head and then her temple and her neck, caressing the back of her hand with her thumb, he nuzzled his head into your neck “thank you.. I love you so so much.” He kisses you.

You smile and watches the the ultrasound after you returned the kiss. Watching how the doctor showed you the surface of your womb as she begins to book another appointment

Yoongi was glad you were distracted as he had tears rolled down his cheeks he was so happy and glad he was the father of your child. “I bet it is a girl..” he whispers into your ear and you just chuckle

But 4 weeks later.. you were both staring at the ultrasound once more.. at your little girl, this time Yoongi didn’t wipe away his tears he wanted his baby to know he wouldn’t hide himself infront of her or her mother any more.

Jimin

You sat there, staring at the multiple two lines of multiple pregnancy tests staring back at you, you sigh you couldn’t help but feel your heart sink to your stomach and yourself feel disappointed, not because you were pregnant. But because you’d have to see him again, your ex. And you weren’t sure if you wanted too, the two of you were perfectly fine until that argument two months ago and it destroyed 5 years of bliss.

You pondered whether to even call him up and tell him that he was going to be the father or if you should just work hard and raise the baby by yourself, your way and leave him out of it, just like he left you here. You so desperately wanted to be cruel, like he was the way he left you, like you were nothing, just a toy that he got bored of, because you fought back instead of just believing him.

Everyone in your family knew you were expecting, they were supportive and kind but you knew deep down, you’d have to tell him, not for him of course but for your child, they deserved to happy and whole life and you wouldn’t give them any less even if it wasn’t Jimin to complete it.

From mutual friends you learnt with Jimin lived, they were hesitant at first to tell you but once you told them why they told you immediately, though the reason why they were so hesitant to tell you in the first place, wasn’t because of what you thought, for example a new girl. It was because Jimin was broken that he fucked it up so badly that he couldn’t even get you back.

Walking down the street, you got to his apartment, his friend giving you the key to the first door as you enter the block you walk up to his door and knock on it, your eyes cold and dull. He opened the door and was about to get mad but then he saw you and his eyes softened but his heart shattered at the way you looked at him, he knew he deserved it; it never stopped him hating it.

“Y/N..” he whispers, trying his best not to engulf you like he used to at a desperate attempt to hear you giggle but he stayed a respectful distance.

You cleared your throat “Jimin.” You began “I only came here to tell you that I’m expecting and the only man I’ve slept with was you so I can only logically assume that you are the father. You don’t have to be involved if you don’t want to be, you don’t even have to pay a dime toward the baby, but I thought you should know.” You said and went to leave but he grabbed you and pulled you inside, closing the door before you could do anything.

“How far are you?” He asks and looks at you, taking a step closer it was getting much harder to not touch you. “Three months. I only found out a few weeks after you left.” You admitted and even though he was mad that you didn’t tell him straight away he knew he left

With one step, two steps, three steps. He was right infront of you, his palm holding your cheek. “I’ve missed you.. I’m sorry I wasn’t there.” He slowly got down on his knees and did a low bow which caught you by surprise, he sat on his knees and looked back up at you “I promise I’ll be a good father darling.. I’ll make everything right chubs. I’ll be whatever you need. Take me back. Please I’ll support and do whatever you need, be whatever you need but please let me be a father to our child and most importantly the love of your life again..”

Water spilled from your eyes and tumbled down your cheeks as you didn’t know what to say, you didn’t know if you could trust him but with one more vulnerable “please..” you got on your knees with him and nod, embracing him into a hug.

From then on, you always resolved every argument and Jimin made sure he never ever broke any promise he made that day. And that’s how you learnt to love and trust him once more.

Taehyung

Taehyung and you had known each other from high school however you two were both too wild to ever think about tying yourselves down to someone, and therefore the two of you became friends with benefits.

It was a good thing, it stopped desperate people annoying you for your bodies and you had good sex, even though a part of the both of you also liked that you had each other

You sigh as you sit on his bed and bite your lip, cursing under your breath when he joins you in his bedroom, wrapping his arms around you and began to kiss you softly and delicately. It scared you you thought he knew the secret but then he started to become hungry. Hungry for you.

“Taehyung no.” You said which made him stop instantly but he couldn’t help but feel slightly upset and disappointed.. you haven’t said no to him before and now that you had it sort of shattered his heart, it felt like you didn’t want him anymore but of course that was just his mind and not his true feelings.

“Y/N?” He asks softly and plays with your hair the way you like “Hm, honey what’s wrong?” He asks, pulling you closer to him, he touched your forehead quickly before you got mad, he knew he didn’t like people babying you, but at times he couldn’t help it, it’s the only way he showed his love.

However you, yourself was freaking out, you didn’t know if he accept you or ask you to get rid of it, which seemed unlikely but it was still a fear because you didn’t want to. “Taehyung..” you began which caused him to wrap his neck around yours so he could face you “baby..” he replied in the same tone.

“Taehyung.. I’m pregnant.”

You say and he froze, that’s when sheer panic filled your orbs as they darted around his face trying to read his, but he just moved to a more comfortable position, before getting up and kneeling down infront of you and cupping your face

“You don’t know how happy you made me hearing that.” He says with tears in his eyes “I’m going to be a dad..” he says and kisses you, which was a normal thing to do, but this one was filled with love, true, romantic, soft love.

“I love you Y/N.. don’t worry..” he smiles and kisses you again “one day you’re going to be my wife, and we’ll have more kids. We will have a big family.” He chuckles and you couldn’t help but smile, you wiped away your tears and hugged him “I love you too Taehyung. I always have..”

Jungkook

You have been counting down to this day ever since jungkook got on one knee and asked you to marry him.

Your wedding was in the countryside, due to Jungkook’s love for it, you thought it would be the best place since the two of you could hardly get out of the city for your jobs, the wedding wasn’t big, big crowds that weren’t because of work freaked you out so it was a small wedding with intimate family and close friends only, that is what jungkook preferred too, you two were very similar but very different which made the two of you, perfect for each other.

You had been nervous, it was tomorrow the big day would happen so you and your bridesmaids and your fiancé’s groomsmen were all at the church and wedding venue getting it ready and decorated, it was much nicer doing things yourselves, you stopped for a second as a wave of nausea hit you today, you got them frequently past these two months leading up to the wedding, putting it down to all the stress. You also have been so overwhelmed you didn’t even bother remembering your period hadn’t been and gone for the last two months either.

This time it was different though, because this time you were actually going to vomit, you cover your mouth and rush to the toilet, trying to keep the sickness in until you got the bathroom of the church and let it out, you let out a groan, vomiting made you instantly weak so you had to sit there and slowly regain all your strength back.

Jungkook finally made it after a long day of work, it was the last time he could see you before the wedding so he brought you some flowers, however he frowned when he couldn’t see you and saw a small pile of vomit where you tried to catch it but obviously missed, he knew how much you feared vomiting and how much it drained you, he quickly put everything down, knowing he had to be as respectful as possible since it was a church, he ran down to where the toilet was and knocked on it, he heard you groan and just used a trick he learnt back in high school, he cradled you and took you to the hotel you were supposed to be staying at, it wasn’t night yet so he could stay with you. Within the hour you recovered enough and thanked Jungkook and told him to go for a walk or spend some time and relax at the bar as you tried on your dress

After an hour and a half you could get into your dress but you could not help but cry, the dress wasn’t painfully tight but it wasn’t the snug fit as it was before and you let out a small cry as you got out of the dress, you sigh and sat back down, your friends had told you to wait there and that you did. You sat there and thought how selfish you were for not trying hard enough to make this a perfect day for your future husband as he did for you, trust me, you tried your hardest and your effort was impeccable but to you it wasn’t because didn’t fit into that dress.

Finally your friends came back and handed you a pregnancy test, and others too, with some protest and persuasion you took them and spent some time in the bathroom, in the meantime your friends went out to find and send your groom up to your room. He had exactly an hour to spend with you before he had to go. If not, it was bad luck and jungkook and you loved each other, you worked hard so you wanted nothing to ruin it, hence being extra careful.

You came out to tell your friends the news beaming brightly “it’s positive! I’m pregnant!” You call out as you leave the bathroom expecting your friends to be there expect it was jungkook and his eyes watered before he picked you up in his arms and leaned you over his head before kissing you “princess this is wonderful news.. you’re completing all my dreams within a week.. you truly do make my life perfect.” He mutters against your lip and kisses you again.

After jungkook removed any alcohol from the room and made quick arrangements for your dress the both of you relaxed on the sofa cuddling each other as he caressed your arms as you glance out of the massive window. Watching the world go by, discussing what you would and wouldn’t like for the baby and the nursery and everything that comes with it. Soon you fell asleep on his shoulders, your friends coming back to tell jungkook to get out the nicest way the could, his groomsmen there to pick him up and walk him to his part of the hotel.

He smiles and lays you down on the bed and kisses your lips softly and your forehead “goodnight.” He whispers to you and kisses your stomach “good night.” He whispers even quieter as he tucked you in he caressed your face “I love you Mrs Jeon and little Jeon.” He smiles and quickly left the room not to taint the wedding or your marriage.

The two of you got married and 7 months later, given birth to two little Jeons, a girl and boy, the light and hope of Jungkook’s life. But you? You were the very air that he breathed and his perfection. Ever since he put that ring around your finger he was around you a lot more than he was when he was courting you and when he was courting you the only time you spent apart was when it was curfew.

Oh my GODDDD SHUT UP that’s the cutest shit ever.

Tae and m/c end up haven’t a pup together 😭😭😭. Excuse me while I cry.

Imagine Tae tae cuddling a very heavily pregnant m/c in her maternity nest 🥺🥺. Pampering the shit out of her. Constantly rubbing her belly and scenting her. 😭😭💕🥺💕.

Mama Tae would be so possessive and excited 😭😭😭

Imagine her holding her tiny pup after the birth. Oh my godddd I’m gonna explode. My brain is full of fluff right now.

You HAVE to write a lil Drabble about this. I will pay you 💥💳💥💳💥💳💥💳😤

im also thinking about tae and going shopping for pup clothes, touching the little baby girl dresses and asking the m/c what they think they're going to have, i just love the idea of tae reading stories to the m/c's tummy 🥺 and wetly giggling whenever the pup kicks, the m/c going "i think they love the sound of your voice"

maybe when they're fucking they get super soft and looking into each others eyes and tae is all like "i can't belive you let mommy fuck a pup into you baby, so lucky that i have this with you"

and god can you imagine her extactic smile when she holds their pup for the first time????? tae would litterally not want to let her go and the others would kinda have to be like- "tae? the nurses are kinda going crazy, they need to check on her" and tae's just like "🥺 but my pup- joonie they can't take my pup" and the pack alpha is just like "i know i know sweetie" having gone through the same thing with his own pup and jinnie two years prior. the same little pup thats craneing it's neck trying to get a peek at their sibling.

i bet tae would need to let namjoon and only namjoon check the pup, because of course tae trusts namjoon more than the doctors who tae's instincts are telling her want to /steal/ her pup. ahhhh can you just imagine protective alpha tae and her raging instincts saying that everyone but joonie needs to back ooff, but then one look from jin saying, "it's okay pup, we're fine, they're not going to hurt her." and tae snaps out of it.

tae would also 1000% want to do a photoshoot with her, the m/c and all the flowers and matching dresses in the world. tae would be so so so happy getting her little princess all dolled up in the cutest flowery onesies and pink everything.

im also imagining when the pup gets a little older and how like- her and tae would be best buds? like imagine the little one being like "can mommy make me pretty like other mommy?" or hiding her little face in tae's long hair when she gets shy, and tae and the m/c just loving getting to share their love of softness and makeup with her too and yeah 🥺 they'd be a really cute little family within the pack you know? the little pink possy~

Happy Endings ~ KSM [M] [Request]

⤜WORD COUNT: 9.1K

⤜PAIRING: Seunmgin x Fem!Reader 

⤜GENRE: SMUT DONT READ IF YOU’RE UNDER AGE, angst, ceo au, mean seungmin, slow paced, oral (m receiving) rough, protected sex, passionate sex, loving, fluffy ending 

⤜Copyright: © DreamEscapesWriting - March 2022

⤜MASTERLIST

The music playing from Seungmin’s computer made him roll his eyes, being invited to yet another function and he didn’t want to go. There had to be some kind of way he could get out of going, maybe he could send Chan. Smirking to himself Seungmin looked away from the computer screen and glanced out of his window. There you were with your back turned against him as you typed something into your computer. You’d been working non-stop since you’d gotten to work and he knew for a fact it wasn’t something he had asked you to do.

He had no upcoming cases for you to be researching and you hadn’t been behind on anything. 

“What are you doing?” He mumbled to himself, keeping his eyes trained on you squinting a little so he could try and see your screen but he couldn’t. Whatever it was you were working so hard on you’d shielded it with your body.

He had no idea how long he’d been staring but he was tapping his pen against the notebook he’d been writing inside of when he first looked at you. 

How could you stand doing this? Seungmin had known you most of your life - from afar of course - and he knew that you weren’t the type of person to take this sort of treatment. Since you’d started here four months ago he had been less than kind to you and maybe that was because of old memories beginning to resurface. He could still remember the first thing he’d made you do for him which was bringing him a coffee which he promptly threw into the bin because he claimed it wasn’t good enough. That was all he ever did whenever you would do what he asked of you, yell that it wasn’t good enough or if it was he would yell for it not being done on time. Ever since that though you’d done everything you could to get everything perfect and he couldn’t fault you for it. 

But it did annoy him immensely. It annoyed him that you were allowing yourself to be spoken to the way that he did, were you really that desperate?

“Yn…” His voice spoke through your phone and he could see the way you tensed when he said your name, it used to bring him enjoyment. The way your back would straighten and it appeared as though you gripped the nearest thing to you.

When you were in school together you had been the head cheerleader and mean to him and the rest of his friends…Or rather everyone in the school. It was interesting to see how the mighty had fallen when you now worked for him. As soon as he’d seen your name in HR he’d demanded they put you as his newest assistant much to the dismay of the boys downstairs but he didn’t need to listen to them. Chan told him it would be an exceptionally bad idea to have you work underneath him but Seungmin didn’t care.

It was his business and he could do whatever he pleased with it, it wasn’t as though he was doing anything worth reporting against. All it could be seen as was playful “banter” between old school buddies

“Can you come in here please,” The please made the hairs on your body stand up. For the last four months of working for him, he had never once used that word and you couldn’t help but feel uneasy. Seungmin hadn’t exactly like you and you knew why and didn’t blame him for holding animosity toward you.

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How many pups do u think they’ll have? I totally see them having like 4

They do have four! Two by jin and then two by the m/c! Jk, hobi, and yoongi never biologically reproduce, jk and hobi because they decide that they don’t need it and that they’re parents enough of the packs kids as is, and yoongi because he can’t 😔 he got the snip snip! I think birth order is Jin’s first pup with namjoon, then two years go by, then the m/c gets pregnant with taes pup! And then right after the m/c gives birth jin finds out he’s like 4 months along and just didn’t notice and it’s minnies 🥺 then like half a year later after the birth of jins second pup, namjoon gets the m/c pregnant with their last pup.

The oldest pup is like 6 when the youngest is born, with the two middle pups being in the same age group and year at school! I think the pups all end up being fruit scented like- the littlest one smells like tangerines, the oldest like orange blossoms, the second oldest is peach scented and then the second youngest smells like strawberries 🥰 I think when they all end up presenting it goes alpha omega alpha omega meaning the m/c and jin end up having an omega and an alpha a piece 🥺

How many pups do u think they’ll have? I totally see them having like 4

They do have four! Two by jin and then two by the m/c! Jk, hobi, and yoongi never biologically reproduce, jk and hobi because they decide that they don’t need it and that they’re parents enough of the packs kids as is, and yoongi because he can’t 😔 he got the snip snip! I think birth order is Jin’s first pup with namjoon, then two years go by, then the m/c gets pregnant with taes pup! And then right after the m/c gives birth jin finds out he’s like 4 months along and just didn’t notice and it’s minnies 🥺 then like half a year later after the birth of jins second pup, namjoon gets the m/c pregnant with their last pup.

The oldest pup is like 6 when the youngest is born, with the two middle pups being in the same age group and year at school! I think the pups all end up being fruit scented like- the littlest one smells like tangerines, the oldest like orange blossoms, the second oldest is peach scented and then the second youngest smells like strawberries 🥰 I think when they all end up presenting it goes alpha omega alpha omega meaning the m/c and jin end up having an omega and an alpha a piece 🥺

(sorry this is long, tw pregnancy kink, greyace namjoon, alpha! bangtan, this is not edited at all) thinking about an au with a peaky blinders aesthetic where namjoon's pack is entirely alphas, no one knows how he manages to make them all get along let alone how he runs the most successful organized crime pack in the city. but I imagine it's because regardless of the fact that they all love each other and keep their very taboo relationship a secret- they do have a free-flowing arrangement that they can fuck any and all omegas they want as long as there are no romantic entanglements.

maybe it has something to do with the fact that even though namjoon loves them, he never joins in during ruts, that he locks himself away during his own and takes suppressants so often that he has at most- one rut a year. namjoon loves them, is in love with them, but he doesn't want to fuck them. it takes them years to understand that it's just how he is and not due to any lack of love.

but that promise isn't easy to keep, not when the m/c comes into the picture,

not when seokjin finds her dancing in the rain one afternoon shivering her skin off but smiling "i like the way the whole city gets quiet when the sky opens up" or when he lets her into his house to warm her legs by his fire before going home which turns into hiking up her skirts and letting him knot her on the fine rugs that lie in front, the ones that he's smuggled, that namjoon usually uses to wrap the guns in when they take them across the border.

it's not an easy promise to keep when jungkook finds her feeding sugar cubes and clover to the horse that namjoon's planned to fix in the next race, one tucked behind her ear and a handful in her brest pocket. it's even harder not to bed her in the hay, to lie down his jacket so that the straw doesn't prick her thighs when she parts them for him. jungkook falls hard and fast, he thinks it's because she's his first omega he's ever had.

it's not an easy promise to keep when jimin ends up on her back doorstep with a bullet in his gut, and she keeps him alive through sheer will (and what jimin will promise is love later, when he's fully healed and fucks her so well that she nearly passes out, head spinning, pressing at his chest over his scar to get him to let up because he's fucking her soul out of her. "fucked you so well you need a doctor huh? good thing i know a good one, you might have to wait a while though, she's a little tied up at the moment"

or when tae shows up with a new dress and flowers for her, just as a thank you for saving jimin, as well as an offer to extend the pack's protection to her because if they save one of them she's owed a favor or two. and he fucks her just as good as Minnie did, a good present for an omega like her- to get fucked so hard she cries.

it's not only what she needs- but what she deserves to be pleasured by more than one alpha, its no wonder that she doesn't have more callers or courters. tae shows up more than he should, gets on his knees and shows his thanks with his tongue in the back of her shop, sullies his knees to the point where namjoon notices their wrinkles.

it's yoongi who handles the drugs, the opium, and the bootleg liquor, and he's something of a father to the boys that run the small packets of things to their wealthier partners. it's not an easy promise to keep when yoongi's favorite runner boy comes down with some nameless sickness, and there isn't anywhere for him to go, he's only 12 and no orphanage will take a pup connected to a crime family like his, no one but her.

yoongi visits her little house every day to make sure he's well, and when yoongi shows up, getting chased by the police and in rut, fever burning through him she cups his cheeks and invites him in, across the city from the packhouse and too dangerous a way home, she takes him into her bed and lets him fuck her full, nothing quite eases the ache of rut like an omega. and by then, namjoon knows where to find yoongi, days later when he finally wanders home.

the promise is just about as good as dead when Hobi starts to frequent her sweet shop, the only one with the sweet tooth out of the pack, flirting with her over the bar and always paying double for the things she bakes.

and when one day he comes through and she's got bruises on her wrists from an alpha that got too handsy he offers the pack's protection, she's already got it- because if you save one of them then you save them all. and when he stays late and presses the sugary syrup into her mouth with his fingers, before he fucks her with sweet little ruts of his hips, god- he's a goner the first moment he pushes into her pussy.

so it's no surprise really when she ends up pupped, it's happened so quick with all of them that she doesn't even know who the sire is. it's no wonder that they all find out, they smell it on her almost as soon as she knows. and they know each other's patterns, they see each other every night and they know what omega they all smell like.

and then namjoon comes to her sweet shop, she's not showing yet- but it won't be long before her body will grow to accommodate a pup, someone's pup, one of Namjoon's alphas. namjoon has never not once in his life- liked an omega, but she looks at him and she's not afraid. She doesn't even flinch from his gaze.

i bet he walks towards her, shouts at everyone to vacate her shop and they do, walking up to her no matter her backing up against the wall, and she flinches, expecting a hit or a bullet, her hand automatically going to her stomach, I bet namjoon backs off, pointing his finger in her face before sighing, reigning in his anger. pulling up a chair and sitting, "come here girl."

she walks forward, trying not to flinch when he sets a hand over her stomach, pressing and feeling before he curses low. of course, they've met in passing, but never like this. I bet he looks so fucking angry, sighing in exasperation. "some idiot in my pack fucked a pup into your stomach, and whether you like it or not you're my responsibility now. do you want to tell me who it was? or should i wring it out of them?"

"all."

"all? what? you didn't even leave one untouched,"

"just you."

they banter and bargain, she's allowed to keep her shop in exchange for moving her residence to namjoon's packhouse, she'll stay in the pups life and become a member of their pack, an honorary one to look after their pups.

she gets to keep her shop but very quickly it gets overrun by gangsters, more than a few of the errand boys help unload the flour and the medicinal herbs she mixes into some of her baked goods, she has more help than ever but fewer and fewer customers.

there are never fewer than two men guarding her door, and I bet she marches up to namjoon and gives him a piece of her mind, when after the first month, she hardly gets any customers that isn't the 6 alphas she's slowly starting to fall in love with. what with the expensive imported silk dresses from jin, the rare herbs that yoongi found for her, jungkook's gifted pet kitten that he found in the stables to 'keep her warm when none of them are there" and countless other courting gifts

i bet she's yelling at him in front of a gathered crowd, everyone silent in the wake of the omega who dares to yell at the kim namjoon. "I happen to like my job, and just because one of your bastards happened to pop a knot early like a pre-pubescent pup, doesn't mean you're allowed to get in the way of my business! no ones coming to me anymore with your men out front"

i just imagine everyone's wide eyes, namjoon putting out his cigarette, "I'm not having this discussion with you."

"like hell you are. I'm here and if you don't, I won't let you touch my tummy anymore" at that- he freezes, because that's supposed to be their secret.

one of the things in their negotiations was that namjoon gets to- have acess to her, in the same way that the others do, he gets to watch her bounce on jin's cock, gets to watch her beg for more even though she's already knocked up, makes her beg and promise that she'll stay only theirs, only namjoons the same way the others are.

just thinking of namjoon whose probably ace in this au, who finds a certain amount of solace and calm in coming into her back office and laying his palm on her belly, a kind of serenity that he hasn't had since he was a pup.

I'm thinking of the other- slightly sexual things that namjoon as a grey ace with some very specific kinks or things that he's into. I imagine him asking to taste her milk when it starts to come in, how quickly he gets addicted to it, needs it every day, to pull her into his lap and lick and suck until his stomach is full and his erection is pressing up between her skirts.

the first time she reaches down to help him with it he grabs her wrist and growls out, "that's none of your concern" i bet he eventually gives in to his wants, even though he's not used to wanting an omega, to wanting anyone at all- to feel her tummy, to kiss and nuzzle into it and satisfy that primal alpha part of him that needs to own her. and maybe he ruts his cock against it, not in her, but still up and against the swell. next time, next time she's empty namjoon is the one who's going to breed her full, or maybe they all will after the next pup comes.

Little Dove

Pairing: Mafia!Bts x Reader

Genre: Fluff

Word Count: 2.9k

Synopsis: You were gentle, innocent, and pure. In simple words, the exact opposite of the cold-hearted and callous mafia members who fell for you in such a cliché manner.

Warnings: Harassment, Violence.

A/N: I apologize for the slight cliffhanger, but this is a two parter! That being said, part two will be out sometime this week, or on the weekend. 

You worked part time as a florist at the dainty store just a few minutes away from your apartment complex. It was an easy way to make quick cash to others, but you weren’t entirely in it for the money. The sweet scent of flowers always made your day, no matter what.

Although there were always a few men who came in regularly to ask you out on dates, you always refused. Surely they were nice guys, but you were waiting for someone special. Someone who would make you feel a spark at the very first moment.

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Yoongi x pregnant reader oneshot

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Pairing yoongi x pregnant reader

Genre: fluff with a teeny weeny angst

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Summary: yoongi's step sister tries to hurt you because of jealousy after finding out you are pregnant. So ofcourse yoongi makes sure to show her her place

Author's pov

You were making dinner for your boyfriend and his step sister who were sitting on the couch watching some random show. Well your boyfriend Yoongi was working on his laptop and he told his sister to help you but she pouted and told him that she wants to spend time with him. You didn't have any problem with that as she just recently came from abroad for a vacation and besides it feels like she doesn't like you. You don't know why but she gave you a dirty look when you met her for the first time. You just thought that she is protective of her brother. You and Yoongi have been together for almost 5 years. And two weeks ago you found out that you are pregnant. You were scared to tell Yoongi thinking he will leave you because you both haven't talked about having a baby but you were proved wrong when he immediately hugged you tightly with tears in his eyes. His sister Yoona is actually his step sister as his father married another woman after his mother died. Yoongi always had trouble expressing his feelings. That's why he has always been a little cold towards everyone but you didn't mind that as you know that he loves you deeply. He has also become more protective of you after finding out that you are pregnant.

But you didn't know that the real reason why Yoona didn't like you was because she has always loved yoongi. Not as a brother, but in a romantic way. She was excited to confess her feelings after coming back home but all of her excitement went away the moment he introduced you as his girlfriend. She started hating you more after finding out about your pregnancy. She just wanted to get rid of you because to her,you came in between them. She never noticed when her innocent crush turned into a dirty obsession. But Yoongi wasn't an idiot. He knew from the start that his step sister has feelings for him. He has noticed the way she would stare at him or intentionally push herself onto him. But he thought that she would mature by age as she will be going back in a few days. You smiled in satisfaction looking at all the food. It was Yoongi and Yoona's favourite. "Yoongi!" You called him while setting the plates and saw him smiling slightly at you "yeah babygirl?" He said raspily and you smiled brightly "dinner is ready" his eyes widened seeing all the food and he kissed your forehead softly making you blush while Yoona who was standing behind you both was burning in anger. "C'mon Yoona, let's eat" he said, pulling a chair out for you. While Yoona smirked and faked a pout "oppa i want to eat something different today. Can we order from my favourite restaurant? Please?"

She asked, giving puppy eyes while Yoongi sighed and said"but this is all your favourite too" . You looked at both of them but before you could say anything,Yoona started whining "but I haven't eaten from there for so long please oppa? You eat her food every day anyway". You bit your lip seeing yoongi getting irritated and said'' Yoongi it's okay. She is right. Why don't you order something" smiling softly. He just nodded and ordered her food while you sighed disappointed,as you thought that maybe you both can get a little closer if you made her favourite food. Yoona's order arrived while you went to clean the table. As you were about to remove the dishes that you made, yoongi softly grabbed your wrist "what are you doing? Aren't you going to let me eat?" You looked at him with your doe eyes and said "didn't you order food?" He shaked his head and pulled you closer rubbing your 1 month old belly softly.

Yoona sat on your seat hoping to sit besides Yoongi but her jaw clenched when she saw him sitting on his seat and pulling you on his lap. He started feeding you knowing you must be tired after cooking for hours,while you fed him too even when he told you not to. Tears brimmed her eyes seeing him taking care of you while he treated her so coldy. After you were full,Yoongi slowly made you drink water and insisted on doing the dishes even though you denied. Yoona glared at you when you were cleaning the table and purposely dropped the glass of water where you were standing. Hearing your gasp,Yoongi rushed out of the kitchen to see you standing barefoot in between all the sharp broken pieces. He immediately went towards you and picked you up while you looked at Yoona who was looking at you angrily. "Are you okay?" Asked Yoongi worriedly after he set you down on the couch. He crouched in front of you and examined your feets sighing in relief as you weren't hurt. "I'm fine yoon. The glass just slipped from my hand. I'm sorry" you said caressing his cheek "you don't need to apologise baby girl,just be careful okay? Now go and rest" he didn't listen to your protest and sent you to your shared bedroom not noticing that yoona also went upstairs. Climbing up the stairs,you saw Yoona standing there and smiled at her while Yoona clenched her fist. While Yoongi put the last plate and washed his hand, eager to hold you in his arms and talk to his unborn child. You smiled at Yoona not noticing the smirk and asked "why are you standing here yoona? Do you need something?" Yoona nodded while rubbing her stomach "I am suddenly feeling hungry again. I want to eat the food you made so can you please give me some?" You nodded excitedly thinking that you can finally be friends and turned around to go down the stairs. Your eyes widened in fear when you felt yourself being pushed and your hands immediately went to cover your small baby bump as a small scream escaped your mouth.

Your eyes clenched shut but at the same time you felt someone grab your waist and your face came in contact with his hard chest while his arms wrapped around you tightly. Yoongi glared at Yoona who was trembling in fear while your hands gripped his white t-shirt realising what was going to happen. "Y-yoon" you said in a shaky voice while his arms around you tighten "shh I'm here. I'm here. Everything is fine baby girl" when Yoongi was climbing the stairs,his eyes widened when he saw Yoona pushing you and he immediately rushed towards you and held you before you could fall. "What the fuck was that?" He growled while Yoona started stuttering "o-oppa i-i wasn't-" "I asked why did you do that?!" Yoongi yelled at her while she started crying "b-because i hate her! I-if she wasn't here then we would have been so happy together. She came in between us!" "Just shut up! Do you even hear yourself?! Is that why you came to live with us instead of dad? To kill my girlfriend and my child?!" You rubbed his arm to calm him but the next sentence she said, darkened his eyes "j-just let her die! I-i know you love me too! I am better than her so let them both die-" she whimpered in pain when yoongi suddenly went towards her and grabbed her arm tightly while you gasped and held his hand "y-yoongi stop please" you said with pleading eyes but he ignored your words and said "pack your shit and get the fuck out of my house"

"W-what?" Yoona's eyes widened while Yoongi said "I said,pack your shit and get out before I kill you" "n-no oppa please don't do this. I-i love you!" "And i fucking hate you so don't show me your face again" you came in between them and yoongi's eyes softened seeing you "yoongi it's really late,where will she go at this time?" You said worriedly " if she can go to clubs at 2 in the morning than this is nothing. And you have to stop being kind to everyone y/n. Especially when she almost killed you and our child" he looked at yoona again and said "get.out" yoona nodded in fear and rushed to her room. Packing all her belongings she looked at yoongi one last time hoping he would change his mind but yoongi just held you close to him and glared at her. She gave you one last look with so much hatred and anger in her eyes,then ran out of the house slamming the door shut. Yoongi sighed and rubbed his forehead while you held his arm and rubbed his chest softly. Pulling you in his arms,his hold on you tightened at the thought of losing you and his unborn child while you buried your face in his chest. Pulling back he swiftly lifted you up, holding you bridal style and started walking towards the stairs.

Your head rested on his shoulder feeling sleepy as you get tired easily because of pregnancy. Reaching your shared bedroom,he placed you on the bed gently and laid beside you hovering over your small form. You cupped his face, smiling softly and he leaned down pressing his lips on yours, kissing you like you were made of glass. Both of your lips moulding together perfectly as he placed his hand on yours which was on his cheek. You carded your fingers through his hair massaging his scalp causing him to groan and suck your bottom lip gently.He pulled back breathing heavily and pecked your forehead then laying beside you,he pulled you close to him. You laid your head on his chest feeling him rubbing small circles on your stomach. Hearing light snores coming from you he smiled fondly and kept his large hand on your stomach and fell asleep as well "i love you babygirl" "love you too...yoon" hearing your whisper he promised himself that he will always protect you both and do everything for his two angels.

Few months later you gave birth to a beautiful baby girl who resembled your eyes and yoongi's gummy smile. Yoongi stood besides your bed looking at you sleeping peacefully with yours and his little angel resting in your arms. He could feel his eyes getting misty seeing his entire world infront of him and because of the overwhelming love he felt for the both of you. Taking a small box out of his pocket he smiled to himself thinking of more happy memories coming in the future.

You can't love me: cold bad boy yoongi x shy reader

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You can't love me:Min yoongi x reader one shot

summary: yoongi rejects you thinking he is not good for you

genre:fluff and teeny weeny angst. highschool au

Bad boy!yoongi x shy innocent!reader

Author's pov

you were running down the hallway of your school while avoiding every student, trying to find him. who was he? He is Min yoongi. your only friend who is also known as the cold bad boy of your school. For other students it was really weird that a shy and innocent girl like you talks with someone like him. you both are the complete opposites. you are sweet,shy and innocent while he is cold and someone who harshly pushes people away when they try to get too close to his liking. You are really intelligent and every teacher likes you while he is hated by them. One look at him and you wouldn't want to approach him. His right arm is full of tattoos and there are rumours that he sells drugs too. But you don't care about them. Afterall he is the first person who talked to you and saved you from getting bullied.

You have a shy and timid nature. And sometimes people tries to take advantage of your shyness. The popular girls of your school always forced you to do there projects and homework. And even who you listened to them every time,they still bullied you after school. You remember that day when you were walking home and gulped when you saw those girls standing at the alley which is on the way to your house. They were smoking while laughing loudly. You tried to get past them without them noticing but failed as one of them saw you and shouted "hey! where the fuck are you going you idiot?!" she grabbed yout collar and dragged you deeper in the alley. You whimpered in pain when she harshly pinned you on the wall and your head hit the wall. They just laughed more and one of them came forward inhaling the smoke and blew it on your face. You coughed loudly with tears brimming your eyes. You throat was already burning because they did this yesterday too. "p-please stop" you managed to say but she just grabbed your hair tightly and raised her hand to slap you when "leave her alone" they all looked back pissed to see who disturbed them only to pale immediately when they saw Min yoongi standing there. "Did you not heard me? i said fucking leave her alone" he growled and they all gulped immediately picking up there bags and running away. You slid down the wall while patting your chest while Yoongi looked at you with  cold eyes. He sighed seeing you coughing violently and came towards you crouching down towards your level. You looked up at him with tears all over your face and for a moment you thought that his eyes softened. But it was gone as soon as it came. He gave you his bottle. He stood up and walked away while taking a cigarette out of his pocket.

The next day you hesitantly walked up to him while holding a small box in your hands. You saw him smoking while leaning against the wall at the nack of the school. He looked up and saw you timidly walking towards him and threw the cigarette on the ground. He raised his eyebrow and you looked at him while saying "i-i just wanted to t-thank you for helping me yesterday" he just nodded and went to walk away but stopped when he felt you gripping his sleeve. Lookin at you he raspily said "what" you just shoved him the box that you were carrying and mumbled "t-this is for you" and quickly ran away. Yoongi opened the pink box and smirked. Amused to see cookies of different shapes in it. He shoved one in his mouth not knowing you were looking at him with a shy smile on his face.

Since that day you started approaching him slowly. You would sit besides him on the ground at the back of of the school while eating your lunch and silently give him some too. Or you would talk and he would just listen silently. You have a crush on him. You liked him since the day your friendship began. But you were always too shy and scared to confess thinking it might ruin your friend ship. But today you decided to confess even though 90 percent of your brain knows that you might get rejected. But that 10 percent of your heart still hopes that he might feel the same. You smiled when you saw him standing at his usual place and called him"yoongi!" He looked up hearing your voice and smiled slightly seeing you waving at him with a bright smile on your face. He threw the cigarette on the ground and stepped on it when you walked towards him "you were smoking again?" you asked with a pout and he chuckled raspily saying"you told me i can smoke once in a week" you scrunched your face at the slight smell of cigarette and said "here!" giving him his lunch . He frowned and said "i told you not to make one specially for me" You just waved your hand and said "it's okay! now eat!" you both sat down and started eating with nervousness growing inside you.

After eating,you put your lunch box aside and called him nervously "y-yoongi" he hummed fiddling with the necklace you gave him. "i-i want to tell you something" "what is it?" his voice colder than usual as he already quite knew where this was going. You took a deep breath and gathered every ounce of courage. "I-i like you" oh god you really said it. But what tensed you more was the silence that came after that. "I don't" he immediately cursed himself as it came ruder than intended. While your eyes widened and tears filled in them but you blinked them back not wanting to look like an idiot infront of him. But he already saw you blinking back your tears as he clenched his hand. "oh okay"you whispered and froced a smile. Thankfully the bell ranged and you quickly stood up taking the lunch boxes "i-i will go now" you smiled at him which he knew was a forced smile and watched you run away. He cursed under his breath and pushed his hair back. That day you secretly cried in the bathroom stall because your first crush didn't liked you back and you ruined your only friendship too.

Since that day you started avoiding him because you know you will break down if you looked at him. You would put his lunch on his desk and eat alone on the roof top. You both were back to your old self. You were bright and bubbly with yoongi but not anymore. And became the same cold boy who never talked to anyone.You didn't knew but that day when he went home,he threw a vase at the mirror cursing loudly "FUCKING HELL" he saw that mirror shatter in pieces just like how his heart shattered when he heard you crying secretly. You again became a scared and timid girl infront of every one. You both didn't talked for three weeks. Yoongi couldn't take it. He couldn't see your red eyes. He couldn't see you avoiding him. He missed your bright smiles. He missed you. But he knew that he didn't deserve you.

You were infront of your locker, taking your books out when you suddenly felt a presence behind you "I can't fucking do it anymore"you heard them mumble before they grabbed your wrist. your eyes widened seeing you yoongi dragging you somewhere ignoring your questions. He took you to an old storage room where no-one was allowed. He locked the door and turned around breathing heavily "y-yoongi why-" your words got stuck in your throat when he suddenly came forward and pinned you on the wall while holding both of your wrists besides either side of your head. "why do you like me" "huh?" you said in confusion looking up at him while his jaw clenched "you said you like me right? why? why the fuck do you like me when my own parents kicked me out of the house calling me a mistake. why do you like me when everyone here hates me. you know that i sell drugs right? you know that i beat up people too then why the fuck do like me?!" he growled at end of the sentence while your eyes softened. he thinks that you are as pure as an angel while he is stained. he thinks that he will stain you too that's why he kept on pushing you. you hesitantly cupped his face in your small hands and whispered softly "yoongi you deserve everything in this world. it isn't your fault that your parents kicked you out. it was there fault. you don't do those things because you want too. it's because you need to. they all hates you because they don't know you. A-and you wouldn't have saved me back then if you were a back person" "Fuck" he cursed under his breath while his tattooed arm snaked around your waist pulling you closer making you bump in his hard chest. You looked up at him wide eyed but before you could say anything,he smashed his lips on yours making you gasp. His grip around your waist tighten and he pulled you closer leaving no space between your bodies. Your eyes closed automatically and you kissed him back softly while caressing his cheek. He grunted and pushed you against the wall gently and pushed his tongue inside your mouth. He kissed you till you were out of breath "y-yoongi" you said but he just growled and kissed you harder, swiping you off your feet. You legs were dangling in the air while you carded you fingers through his hair to calm him down,still kissing. "y-yoon c-cant breath" you managed to say and he kissed you for a second more and then pulled back breathing heavily. Slowly placing you on the ground,he leaned in and put his forehead against yours. "do you still like me?" he asked making you nod shyly and he said "i like you too....so fucking much" you immediately broke into a shy smile and said "yoon" he hummed snuggling his face in your neck "please don't think like that again" his eyes softened and he kissed your forehead making you blush and he mumbled "i won't" you giggled when he tickled your waist and he was about to kiss you again but then "hey! why the hell are you two doing here?! you flinced while he looked back annoyed to see the maths teacher standing there "so fucking annoying"he muttered and held your waist pulling you with him. you bowed to the teacher and quickly hide your face in yoongi's chest when he glared at you. yoongi glared back at him and walked out of the room holding you close to him. That day yoongi took you to his house. Glaring at the men who were staring at you. Those were the same men who purchase drugs from him. There stares confused and lingering making his jaw clench.

Safe to say that yoongi didn't let you get off of his lap, kissing and cuddling you continuesly. The next day you went to school with purple marks blossoming your neck with yoongi's arm wrapped around your waist protectively letting everyone know that you belong to him.

"Mine" he growled possesively against your lips kissing you at the back of the school which became your secret place.