Please Don't Put Hearts On My Messages, I Take That Shit Seriously Because I Am Delusional

please don't put hearts on my messages, i take that shit seriously because I am delusional

ARMYs who are upset that jungkook took pictures with women...are y'all okay?

fool’s paradise - ksj

𝘍𝘰𝘰𝘭'𝘴 𝘗𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘦 - 𝘢 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘢𝘳𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴.

Summary: You’re approached by a handsome stranger who dotes on you with desperation… it’s almost as if he knew you, but you? You don’t know him.

Pairing: Yandere! Seokjin x F! Reader

Word Count: 8.47k

Warning(s): Obsession, stalking, non-consent touching, pregnant reader, delusional thoughts/actions, manipulation, mentions of death and depression, attempted suicide, a gun, murder, mentions of a car accident resulting in deaths, bit of Stockholm Syndrome, bit of sexism at the very end, SMUT that’s not hot so don’t get too excited, cunnilingus, breeding kink.

A/N: Surprise shawty!! This au was inspired by Pearl Jams’ cover of Last Kiss 🥲 Pls listen to it!! Enjoy :)

Oh, where oh where can my baby be? 

The Lord took her away from me… 

In a bedroom dormant of light, a man sits on a wooden rocking chair, hauntingly abandoned in the corner of the room. Smoke spews from between his plump and dry lips as he sniffles, his eyes heavy, desperately craving sleep, but he stays stubborn, intently staring at the empty crib before him. Wishing for what never will be. 

“Oh, where oh where can my baby be?” He drawls, murmuring lowly whilst his head bows, a finger trailing down a creased photograph where a woman sits on a bench, smiling and beaming with life with her hand pressed against the swell of her growing tummy.  His sob is sudden, but yet gut wrenching. There’s a deep despondency in his voice as he continues to sing, the picture slipping through his fingers just as they did, 

“They’ve gone to heaven so I gotta be good…” 

There’s another sniffle, cutting through the heart-rending melody before the rattle of pills resounds throughout the room. The plastic cup clings against the wooden floor when he purposely drops it, his sobs uncontrollable as he gulps the capsules that are too much and he knows it, but it is what he wants.

He stands, the picture on his lap forgotten, reaching for a wedding ring and a bottle of golden liquor. The man takes a swig when he sits again, sighing deeply whilst longing for the future that no longer existed, so there was no point in existing himself. 

But yet, through his tears, he smiled with a sob, for he believed they weren’t too far, just around the corner and awaiting his return. 

And so he shut his eyes, clinging to the hope that he was reunited with his little family for the rest of forever. 

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