It's In The 2nd Part Of When The MC Finds Out About Tae. "You-you Think I Am Pretty?" Like That Part

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. ❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹😭😭

i know its a lot to ask but 🥺 does anyone have a favorite line of Bily? or a line that you feel impacted you a lot or was particularly memorable? i'm trying to make something and 🥺 i just wanna know your guys thoughts!

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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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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~

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🥺

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BTS X READER NORMAL LIFE AU

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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03/10/2021

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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.