BTS Song Drabble : High Enough (Ot7)

BTS Song drabble : High enough (Ot7)

Summary : “I used to like liquor to get me inspired, but you look so beautiful...my new supplier.”

A/n note :  Bachelors au | Body kinks...maybe? | They/them pronoun since I want to make it gender neutral.

Autrhor POV.

Cling.

One shot. 

Cling.

Two shot.

The sound from the glasses beat periodically. The owner of petite figure uses their skillfull hands to prep all the ingredients before drop them into a metal shaker and use their magic. 

Clck.

Shkkkk...

After clicking the lid close, Y/n begins their performance. As if it is a show, their body is vibing along the jazz ambience while shaking the drink. If the music is a canvas, y/n will be a paint brush. And the dance? Of course, they’re the colors painting the song.

Under the dim light,

Behind the luxurious marble counter,

that is where they belong.

Flick.

Pshhh.

The fire lit up.

“Enjoy.”  An angelic sound leaves their lips the soon as they serve a drink. Snapping boys and girls back from their dream.

Y/n POV.

“Damn, thanks. I thought I will be dead today. Here is hectic.” 

A sigh and light grey smoke leaves Vincent’s lips.I am busy changing my uniform into a new one. Tonight will be another troublesome night as I get to serves the lounge.

I hate that zone. The work in the area is far too boring. Not like the other clubs, the lounge here is for parties and events. Most of the time, rich bratty kids will book the zone. 

I need to be hype all the time arounds those kids. No nice talk, no relaxation. Just a pure chaotic and horny people? There’re too many things to describe the lounge, but not the word ‘calm’.

And sometime...I get a request. 

Despite high tips, that one can be too much. They are adults. However, most of the time, they are pretty bossy. Dealing with them is the same as dealing with kids.

“Lucky you. You are our madame favourite. When there is a fancy event, madame won’t pick anyone accept you.” I chuckle.

“Trust me, this isn’t call lucky. Next time, I’ll let you replace my job. Then you can decide wether it’s great or not.”

‘Vincent’s eyes lit up. Poor boy, he donesn’t have any idea what is waiting for him in the lounge, does he?’ I think to myself.

If it isn’t because of my personal reason, I sure will quit.

With a few more chit chat, Vincent decides to leave me alone. Letting me prepare myself for awhile before I step out of the fitting room, ready to perform another show.

As I approach the door, a velvet envelope plaster on it.

‘Zsss, I nearly miss her notice.’ I hiss to myself before tearing it open.

“A platinum request?” I look at the ticket with surprise.

The platinum request is the highest price in the house. No one has ever order this one before. It has the simplest rule out of all order, yet it is the hardest for the host. If the guest dare to tick thise one, that means I need to prepare myself. 

Whatever he/she asks for, I need to fullfill it.

‘It’s gotta be a long night.’

Author POV.

“So what’s up. Why are we here?” 

“Why is it so quiet? Don’t they have a show for us?”

Finishing their questions, Taehyung takes a seat at the counter along with Jungkook. The two arrive in the middle of the older ones’ conversation.

“Well, ask Jimin. It’s his idea.” Hoseok eyes the guy beside him.

“Why? Can’t I just bring you to somewhere new? The old room starts getting dull. I even book the whole floor.” Jimin gestures to the floor.

“I’m really surprise that Yoongi and Namjoon is here. They hate somewhere unfamiliar yet they trust Jimin this time.” 

Jin looks at the duo while stating the sentences with an amusement. 

Clack...Clack...Clack...

A set of footsteps sound interrupts their conversation, making the seven of them turn at the same direction.

“Good evening, gents.”

Jimin POV.

The soon as our eyes meet, my heart skips a beat. That...that...is hot. Their golden eyes stares at us while enter the place like a boss. 

Just those eyes alone makes me excited. I am right when my sense said to me chose this place.

“Hmmmm, I’ve just got a surprise today, have I not?” A side of their lips lift into a smirk. 

“Welcome to the show. I am your host today, pleasure of mine to serve you all.”

Their head bows at us a little before continue to introduce the event.

I can’t wait what’s going to happen.

Taehyung POV.

Oh?

A private...show.

I look at the host who begins their performance. Changing the playlist, the lighting also changes. 

Their finger tips start tracing the bottles in front of us, choosing an opening drink. Their hands move like they are casting the spell. 

Long and lean fingers.

I wonder if it will fit my hands perfectly when I grip on them and lock them tight.

‘Jimin, you really choose the right place.’ I praise my friend in my own mind.

Hoseok POV.

What a sight...those figure.

Just the way they move has already spin my head. I didn’t expect they alone can control our mind like this. 

I can sense everyone thirst. Jimin keeps staring their eyes while Taehyung staring their hands. 

For Namjoon, Jin hyung and Yoongi hyung, they are the best when it comes to concealing emotions. However, Jin hyung and Namjoon body couldn’t lie. The two of them sweat a little already.

For Jungkook and I, I know we fascinated on the same thing, their dance. Jungkook tries his best to calm his engine.

Aish...there we go.

Their body roll along with the beat before giving a last firm shake. 

What will it be to have them under my body and do the trick?

Jungkook POV.

Jimin hyung...

I was about to curse him a moment ago when I saw an empty lounge.

God...I am so wrong. The way they move along while making our drinks has already made me daze. I know Hoseok hyung feels what I feel. 

That last body roll makes it worse.

“Welcome drinks for you, gents.” They gently put down the glasses on the counter before pouring the drink. 

I didn’t think I am that thirsty, but when the drink finishes, I immediately grab on it.

“Woh woh woh, calm down.” Their hand slaps onto mine, catch us by surprise especially me.

“Calm you horse or you won’t experience the best.”

Their eyebrow lift while their mouth grins widely.

Ah...such a tease.

Jin POV.

They easily make Jungkook wrap around their finger. 

Our cocky bastard becomes a lap dog? I didn’t expect today I will witness a sight of Jungkook looks so submissive. 

‘Jimin, thanks for the revenge.’ I think to myself. This guy keep saying I am to submissive to the prey when actually it is the opposite.

I am being pretty and submissive to lure them. At least, before I get them onto my bed.

“Don’t mind him. The boy is being thirsty. Tonight, he didn’t drink ‘anything’ yet.” I emphasise the word ‘anything’ to annoy the youngest. 

There..there...Jungkook, my revenge for the last time you comment me.

“No need to rush. The night is still young. You guys gonna get all the drink you want since you pick our highest package...”

And all of sudden, the host turn to me.

“I will make sure you drink ‘everything’ from the bar.” They smirk.

Lub dub.

Yoongi POV.

When I enter with no one around here, I somehow felt relief. It has been a while that we hang out without girls or guys grind on us and beg for attention, to get fuck.

However, everything changes when the host start their solo show.

How they move,

how they tame almost all of us make tonight getting interesting. I get to see Jimin and Taehyung being horny easier than usual. Hoseok tries his best to be calm. Jungkook becomes submissive. 

And Jin hyung finally find his match. That guy sits there, flutter right now.

When the drink finally done, I gulp down a whole shot. Feeling the burn inside my neck makes me satisfied.

The soon as I put my glass down, they refill mine.

“Extra shot on the house since you are being nice and quiet.” I see the rest look between me and Namjoon. Their eyes stares me down. 

Jealous much. I look into thier eyes and gulp the drink slowly to tease them.

Let’s the game begin. This one is going to be mine.

Y/n POV.

Ok, I’m in control right now, I think? 

I look among seven of them while they enjoy their drink. Two men at my right, comparing to the others, seem calm and compose so I give them an extra shot to spice thing up.

It seems like the guy at the end of my counter is suppose to be the hardest to impress. Or, maybe, he conceals his emotions too well.

“Well, let’s move on to the next stage.” I shuffle the golden deck in my hand. 

Shff...shff...glck.

With a final tap, I spread the card onto the counter.

“Choose your drink.”

I observe their actions. They all cooperate with my show which is good. At least, now I know I still have their attention. 

I feel relieve that we are nearly coming to the half of my performance and no one make a reqeust yet. 

I hope it will be like this till the end because it will help my stress self relax a bit.

“Now, lay down your card and let me see what you’ve got.”

Namjoon POV.

A bartender being witchy?

Well, I like this mysterious host.

Hearing her footsteps, a strong firm set of sound has already made me wonder how would they entertain us. 

Then the next thing was they started the show, solely by themselve. 

With her moves, the veltvet shirt that hug their figure nicely, and those sweat talks completely heats up the room. And I dare to say, the feeling I have right now is mutual to all of us.

They didn’t let us down.

I don’t pay much attention to the card since I can drink anything. Their performance is the only thingi care. And I am so eager to get them tonight.

I flip open the nearest card that I can reach. 

“Ooohhh la la, the emperor. I’’ve just found my majesty.”  The others look at me, burning me with their curious yet jealous. 

Guess this is my lucky night.

They offer their hand in front of me. As a gentleman, I grip onto her hand lightly. 

‘Honey, soft and smooth skin.’ My mind is racing as I discover another things that I like about them.

“What can I do to please my emperor? Command me, your majesty.” They stare at me while asking the question. 

Did I tell you yet that I like someone praise me and being submissive?

Author POV.

Namjoon reads the vibe in the room. He knows well what his friends want right now. Theirs eyes are burning with envy. This is his chance to step up his game.

“Dance on the counter for me, princess. Make my drink while you tease us.” 

Namjoon smirks when he finishes his command, making the other six sit straight. Their body now react according to their instinct and thirst, nothing else.

“I see. My majesty is a kind heart man.” 

Y/n strech themselve for a few minutes, preparing their body for another exlusive show. Finishing the warm up, they start unbutton their shirt a bit and change into their favourite high heels.

Clack..clack..clack...

Y/n stop their step  in front of Namjoon, making the man lean back to give them space. 

“Choose your song.” Namjoon tap a few time until he finds his favourite tune.

As the melody fills the air, they start the performance. Tracing the glasses, making a little clinging sound. Then they flip the glass up before filling it with the first ingredient.

When the ingredient finally ready, Y/n step onto the counter. Their golden eyes stare down seven men in front of her. 

Starting off at the center, they approach the first pair, Taehyung and Jimin. The two are beyond satisfied as Y/n show their move and lean toward them. However, immediately move away as they about to touch.

“Only look. No touching.” They wink before moving on to the next pair.

Hoseok and Jungkook taps their feet while gently grooving with the beats. Seeing their customers eagerness to join the floor, Y/n whisper something to them.

“All you do is ask him.” Jungkook eyes immediately sparkle. Now, he doesn’t care about his pride. Just to join them, he can even go down on his knees and beg.

“Namjoon hyung, let me dance with her.” His request make Jin chuckle. 

“And look who is so eager and submissive.” Jin comment, making Jungkook hiss. 

Namjoon just nod as a reply, letting the youngest join his host. Y/n, being a tease like Namjoon’s command, start grinding light onto Jungkook body. The man fight her back by buckle his hip up a bit.

Only their clothes are the barrier between their body.

For awhile, Y/n and Jungkook has a dance battle until the time is up. Y/n move forward and approach the oldest pair. 

“Sadly, you didn’t get to drink everything. Ask my majesty and maybe he will allow you to have something.” Yoongi smirk at the sight. 

‘Someone has finally won Jin hyung.’ He thinks to himself.

Y/n POV.

The vibe is nice.

I can sense that one by one getting high. I sniff their sense in lightly before starting toperform. I choose to approach the first pair on the right since their body is ready for me to ‘drink’.

Taking enough, as they about to touch me, I quickly move on to the next pair. 

“Only look. No touching.”

Seeing they have already enjoyed the music, I then take a chance to lure one of them out. My plan is successful without a doubt. Him dancing along with me chrage my energy up to the fullest.

“Time’s up.”

I continue to perform until I arrive in front of my emperor. 

I lock my eyes with him as I give a last shake to his drink. I make sure to capture his attention so that he won’t notice his surrounding.

“And that’s your drink, your majesty.” I lit the flame onto the surface.

As he drinks, his scent change into something sweet. 

That is a sign for me to sip my last drink.

“Uhh...that was strong.” His eyes start flutter. However, he is trying his best to fight it.

“Can I have my second request?” He asks me despite his consciousness start to diminish.

“Yes.” I answer sweetly. I can feel myself getting more eager. My trueself start to come out slowly. 

“Be our host, only us.” 

I chuckle at his request. He looks last and confuse with my reaction. I then trace my hand along his face before stopping at his neck.

“If only you remember tonight.” I inhale his scent in.

Author POV.

“How was the new supplier?”

Y/n walk out of the dressing room. Seeing their boss, they smile.

“They’re great. They even ask me to be their private host.” Madam chuckle.

“I see, you went all out. If you like, I will make sure to set them up to you again.”  Y/n seems to please at what her boss offer. 

If their new suppliers were that sweet and juicy, who are they to deny such a wonderful offer.

“Deal. I will give you 30/70 split this time.” They throw on their coat, ready to leave the place.

“Oh, set them a place to sleep. I take too much this time. bye.” 

Y/n point at the room. Madam take a glance through the glass window and witness seven body pass out on the counter. A few piece of their clothes scatter around the place.

“Go call the doctor for me.” Madam call the guards to the room and let them take care her guests.

“Huh...this devil...hope they didn’t die yet...”

Author note : This has been sleeping in my draft for so long. I finally have time to write. Thanks to my excitement toward october, I finish the rest in one go. A few days left before we enter halloween month.👻

10th anniversary special : Lost & Found (ot7)

Summary : At the top of a quiet alley, somewhere in the town, an ordinary cafe had its legend. Once the clock ticked at midnight, the place took you to another dimension. 

What you lost always waited to be found.

Inspo. photo : photo1 | photo 2 | photo 3 (pxfuel.com)

Inspo. ambience :   it's 12:04am, let's drive around the city with the radio blasting

Inspo. story : Dream on (TinyTan animation mv) | 5th muster magic shop vcr (sorry, I can’t find the official one🥲)  TW : Angst story

Happy 10th anniversary for BTS and Army

Author POV.

“I’m home.” 

A whisper left Y/n mouth as they unlocked the front door. The place was quiet as always. Ah well, they lived here alone. What could they expect after finishing all the work at their company? A bright room with someone waiting for them to return? 

All they could see was moonlight, a natural light source beaming into their room. The floor reflected some of it, thanked to their effort for waxing it last week. The room was alittle brighter at the edge to the balcony.

23:00 

They had overworked themselves again. It was fortunate enough to buy this room before the other client or it would take another 3 hours to arrive their home. 

Who the hell build the city plan? They wondered. The city wasn’t that big, yet the road system was poorly manage. Building highways and undergrounds where there weren’t necessary resulted delaying hours of travel.

fff...fff...fff...

In their favourtie slipper, they walked to a fridge, searching for food. There was none in their sight, making them sighed in disappointment.

“Let’s take stroll today.”

tick...tack..puck...

The gentle rain made different ambiences here and there. A higher melody when it hit the metals while a lower one came from their umbrella and cement path. 

At this hours, there weren’t many place left open. Y/n could see locked shops mostly along her way. Well, it was their fault to not buy something before heading home. They forgot that here wasn’t a district for a night owl or an all nighter.

Phew...

“Hey.” 

A strong breeze blew into Y/n face, stealing the umbrella out of her hand.

“Ahh...I’m broke right now. I don’t want to buy another one.”

Desperately, Y/n chased their umbrella, running up the hill. As if it was teasing them, the wind blew stronger. The umbrella flew higher and higher. 

Chasing with the eyes on the umbrella, their feets kept taking them up the hill until they met with tiny neon sign.

‘Special deal before midnight’

“Huh, nevermind. At least, I need something in my stomach.”

Cling.

The bell with a little whale mobile rang, catching everyone attention. 7 pairs of eyes looked at their new comer.

The two of them were wiping table.

The other three worked behind the counter. 

And the last two looked down from the second floor.

It was an ordinary cafe. 

A brick-wooden wall with the metal bars had some clothes hanging. 

The counter had some bakery displayed at the right. Fairy lights decorated the trim. 

The menu wrote nicely on all three pages of chalk board. Some photos pins on the cork frames at the bottom.

Lights hanged directly from the cieling, no fancy decoration. 

The place looked rustic and antique, yet it gave them a comfort. Y/n found this place cozy and warming.

“Umm..hi.” 

Y/n spoke to break the akward atmosphere. Suddenly, two men on the second floor ran down stairs and escorted them.

“Welcome. Sorry for making you wait. We didn’t think we will have any customer coming at this hour.” 

The tall man with his hair colored honey yellow, Namjoon, spoke.

“It’s closing?”

“Not at all. We just..didn’t expect anyone, despite opening till midnight everyday.”

“Oh.”

They followed quietly behind the two who lead them to the bar. One of them pool a stool out and gestured Y/n to sit on it.

“Thank you.” 

They thanked them softly. Yoongi, the silver hair guy at their left, nodded and handed her a paper. Y/n looked puzzle at the white sheet in front of them.

“It’s our special deal. Write down what you want to eat, what song you want to listen, anything you want to do here...anything.” 

Hoseok explained and gave his heart-shape smile.

Y/n cocked her head to the side, still confused. However, daring to ask no question, they wrote down everything orderly. It took some minutes to finish. 

Jin, who dressed in his chef uniform, came and took an order himself. 

“You have such an easy request. A stire fried black noodle with soju.” 

Jin read the list. The others, after hearing the order, dispersed to their position and prepared for the next event.

“Ready guys?”

3...2...1...

Tid..tid...tididid...

00:00

Snap.

Woosh.

Y/n was blind by the bright light for a moment. Opening their eyes again, everything changed.

This place...

A nostalgic feeling hit them hard. A familiar scene that surrounding them right now brought some tears to brim their eyes.

Sitting on the marble bench, they were in the middle of a garden. 

The orange-red bricks covered the ground nicely. To Y/n right side was a mini crystal clear stall for plants. There was a foundtain inside too, making the inside moisture and suitable for greenery.

‘My first home...where I born’ Y/n thought to themselves.

“Refreshing. It’s been long.” 

A little voice appeared behind Y/n, startled them from their seat. They looked behind and got surprise.

Little fairies were flying. Some of them looked awe with the scenery.

“V, you startle our guest.” 

“I did not. Look, Chim, they’re fine...right?” 

The little guy approached settled down on the round table and smiled at Y/n. The others soon follow him.

“Sorry for his behavior. He can get too excited sometimes.” 

Chim, must be him, spoke and gave a glared at V. 

One by one, the little fairies introduced themselves. 

Jhope and Koo started levitating again, telling Y/n they wanted to braided their hair. Suga, tired look fairy, borrowed your hand as a pillow and drifted back to sleep. 

V and Chim kept you busy by talking to you, trying their best to seek your attention. RM and Jinny, like parents, kept both of them from bickering each other. 

Y/n forgot everything inside her head. No questions needed to be ask. Nothing needed to be worry. Right now, all they want was enjoy this fantasy.

“I hope they didn’t bother you that much, especially these two.”

A raven hair guy, Jimin, served Y/n her order before picking up V and Chim from the table.

“Hey...don’t touch me. I’ll tell papa.” 

V pouted and tried to wiggle out of Jimin’s finger tips.

“And here is your soju...Awe poor V, Jimin, you don’t need to be harsh with my baby.”

“Appa...Chim bully m-.”

“Did not.” Chim interreupter V before he spoke any further.

“Huh...like father, like son. Taehyungssi, you are interrupting our customer time.”

Koo, who was sitting on their head, flew toward the man. 

“Jungkookssi...you’re here.” 

Koo landed on his shoulder.

The rest followed behind before all of them stood in horizontal line in front of Y/n. Y/n took a look one by one. They finally noticed the different of their uniform. 

Now all of them were dressing in white, like angels.

“Welcome to the memoir.”

“The...memoir?”

Y/n glanced back and forth between their order and the hosts. Jungkook then stepped up and started explaining.

“The memoir is a magical moment that comes every midnight. If the customer enters and orders something around this time before midnight, they will get a grant from the shop.”

“This place grants things accordingly to your deep wish or desire. And it seems like you want to walk through your favourite moment again, starting from here?”

Y/n looked down at the table. They was surprised to meet a hazy reflection of them...as a kid again.

“Ready to find your lost?” Namjoon approached you and offered his hands.

“The time only stops for an hour so we need to be hurry.” Yoongi added.

Without hesitation, they took an offer.

20xx

The first award they got in their life. 

A kid who was an outcast found their existent in the competition. Despite with little talents, their deligent brought them ,a courage, a wonder birthday gift for that year. 

However, it also brought them into a storm. 

Shadow was lurking. The achievement made them being an alien more than what they had been.

Their first identity then shattered.

201x

A new chapter after their storm. Restarting everything, they evolved into a more assertive person who ready to fought for their goals. A group of people soon formed around them and walked side by side.

Music had become a major part of their life. Discover that new world made them become stronger after the past pain.

Yet, another storm crashed everything down.

Their identity was even more shattered.

201x

A new persona emerged after what had happened. Coldblood was what people used to refer to them. Loneliness somehow become their friend, the most loyal friend ever. 

A group of people drifted away, leaving them in guilty. However, it was their plan to enter the deepest part of their life and then destroyed them from the inside.

Pain was their familiar, always reminding them how hurt they were and pushing them to the top.

Slowly and slowly, it consumed everything. Their persona finally took over their identity, ruling everyone with fear.

202x

They thought everything was fine now. Everything was working itself out. They finally got what they wanted. A peaceful life was what they always want.

Well, it seemed not what they would get.

When death knocked their door...

“Huh...huh...huh...give me a break. Why do I have to go through this feeling again?” 

Their chest tighten at the reel in front of them. Seeing themselves smiled for a moment and then became upset afterward flickered a deep pain inside Y/n.

Y/n looked at them with teary eyes. The anger, sorrow, disappointment, every negative emotion that burried deep down overflow into their system.

“But...it was...” Hoeseok tried to explained.

“I don’t desrve this. Why do I deserve this?” Y/n asked quietly to themselves.

“It must have been hard for you, must it not?”

A familiar voice appeared, instantly took Y/n’s attention. She turned around and met with another surprised.

“You...you come...how?”

“I’m your hyung. Of course, I’m going to know everything about you. Guesing your thoughts wasn’t that hard.”

A man walked toward Y/n and grabbed their hands into his.

“Thank you for bringing them here, I’ll do as I promise.” 

The man bowed at the seven men behind his beloved sister. They then left the siblings to have a talk.

“How’s the other side? Is it good?” Y/n asked, trying to sound cheerful.

“I’m not used to it yet, but it was nice. Now I have time to travel everywhere without waiting ships or airplanes.”

Y/n nodded. They were happy that at least their brother was fine. 

“Hyung...I’m sorry.” 

“I know. I’m sorry that I left you there, but time was up for me. It was not...”

“No, if I knew, if I was there, I would definitely help you. You know I can do it.”

Tears finally left Y/n eyes. The day that their brother died still stuck it Y/n’s mind. It was like yesterday when they recieved a call from his office.

“...He’s gone...by himeself...”

That one sentence crashed their existence entirely. 

“But...I can help...why don’t you *hick*...” 

Y/n was too overwhelm with sadness that it comeplately sut their sentence. The brother sighed.

And for the first time, he hugged his sister.

“I know as a siblings we both failed to support each other. It wasn’t your fault that they taught you to be my rivals, like they did to me. They forced you to grow when you were just a child. They taught me things in life with violence. It wasn’t our fault, Y/n-ah.”

“But, I still sided with them. I didn’t choose you. In the end, I...”

“Shhh...it’s ok. Like I say, my time was up. We couldn’t change the rule of time no matter how hard we try. You know that well.”

“As a siblings, we only got to knew each other for 7 years. It wasn’ t fair.”

“But, at least, you get to talk with me now. Here I am, fine and safe. Worry nothing and live your life, let the problem dissolve within my body.”

Y/n shook their head. They couldn’t accept the fact that he would soon be gone...for real.

“A bless from me to you, live your life well and keep fighting for your dream. I know you can do it. What you did for me was enough. Living your life as mine won’t make me happy. I want you to live your life as ‘your’ life, understand buddy?”

Y/n nodded, hugging tight onto their brother.

“The time is up. Remember what I say. I’ll be watching you from somewhere always so smile a lot ok?”

His body slowly faded. A smile was the last thing that they saw from him.

His very final moment.

“Did you find it?”

Y/n opened their eyes. They was back at the cafe.

“I don’t know, Seokjinssi.” Y/n answered.

“At least, he gave you a hint. What you lost wasn’t something big. It somehow was small yet precious. Mayber this noodle might answer your confusion.”

Namjoon pushed a bowl closer to Y/n. Taehyung gave you the chopsticks. They then started digging into their meal.

“That’s my milk.”

“Who get it first get it.”

“Urgh...fine.”

“You can’t win me when it comes to the arcade.”

“Try me, bro.”

“How about getting a pasrtner? Oh,,,wait, do I need to act as a protective brother?”

“No need to. You know my vibe wasn’t match most human.”

“Hahahahahahahha....”

What a familiar taste.

All the conversation between them and him flowed into their head. Despite getting to know each other kate, Y/n can only be themselve when they were around him.

The missing piece of their life was in this bowl. Something important, but was belittle by their surrounding.

A tiny core of Y/n, the ‘y/n’ identity. 

Y/n opened soju and pour a shot.

‘Till we meet again.’ 

“Guys, take a seat and drink with me. Drinking alone is no fun, y’know?” 

The hosts looked hesitate. However, seeing the first genuine happy expression, they dared not to reject the offer.

“Let me make some more dishes.” 

Jin and Yoongi went behind counter.

“Aye, how about we have a battle?” Taehyung proposed the idea.

“Then, I’ll be the judge with Joonie.” Hoseok grabbed Namjoon with him.

“It’s the younger trio vs our 2 big brothers....I’m in.” 

Jungkook got Jimin and Taehyung behind another part of kitchen.

An atmosphere was getting warm and cozy. The room filled with laughter and bicker. 

A reset moment started here.

In this small cafe,

where Y/n finally found what they lost.

A/n note : Hi. It’s been long since I got my free time. The schedule was so hectic that I had to take a break. I intended to post this last month on the 13th, but my schedule had another plan for me🥲

The idea of this story was from ‘into the magic shop’. Despite having it in us, sometimes we need a guide toward the shop. For me, it was BTS.

This story is a tribute from me to them.

This story was personal. Well, during my haitus, I had many unexpected events. I poured down most of it into this story. Through difficult times, BTS was my guide to reflect on myself, learn about myself again and search for the best of me in myself. 

A month passed for the band’s anniversary and a few days for the fandom. All I want to say was thank you, not only to them, but also the fans. In this community and other social medias, I found a lot of inspirations. The amount of support you guys showed toward each other and sent to BTS was incredible. Thank you.

We all have a magic shop in our heart. What you lost can be found there. The best of you is waiting ahead. Don’t give up.

Once again, happy 10th anniversary.

BTS Song drabble : Closer (KNJ)

Summary : It just two strangers who always crossed path with each others. Yet, they had no courage to get to know one another. Will this keeping distance game go on and on or will one of them break the rule of their game?

Plot inspo. : RM 'Indigo' Album Magazine Film [time stamp 20:04 - 23:49] (BANGTANTV)

Ambience inspo. :  Coffee Shop ASMR Ambience ☕ With Fireplace and a bit of Magic ✨ Soft background chatter (ASMR Weekly)

Author note : This story is for an entertainment purpose. I need to make sure I mentioned this so that no one would ever take this story as a real event since I used the explanation of the song to come up with the story. Anyway, guys, stream Indigo💙

Gender neutral pronoun (Sincerely apologize if using them incorectly)

© Photos belongs to rightful owners

Author POV.

A month.

It has been that long since Y/n started their writing project. In the same corner of a lounge, they would sit there dazed in their world: trying to extract some ideas to put into their work.

However, they have never been alone.

For a month, it seemed like someone also had the same struggle. The opposite table was also a regular guest of this lounge. His visit started around the same time as theirs.

And their sneak peek game began.

Y/n POV.

Crack.

I streched the arms to relieve my muscles. I felt my bones were on the verge to break. My muscles’ pain was at its peak that even a patch did nothing to sooth me.

Huh...

A breathy sigh left my mouth as I stared my screen. Working for five hours straight, I only got on the second page of my writing.

I took my eyes of the tablet. At that moment, I knew I have been staring at the screen too long. Why did I not bring my glasses? Shame on me.

I sweeped my eyes all over the place. Tonight seemed to be special because the lounge looked busier than usual. Then my gaze landed on the table opposite mine.

There he was. 

Every time he came, he would come with a pair of MacBooks and a notebook. He always dressed casually; just a T-shirt or hoody, a pair of denim, headphones secured on his neck, and glasses. His hair looked a bit messy. His face was draining its color a little.

Despite all that, he still looked fine. No, he looked gorgeous.

While their usual drink was sangria, his would-be whiskey. The pace was also different. By the time they were at their half glass, his glass had already been empty.

The feeling of warmthness immediately filled my chest. Seeing him deeply focus with his thing was like a spark to me. It lit my passion toward the writing out of nowhere. 

Three tables away, that was our distance: the closest I could get near him.

My inspiration.

Namjoon POV.

‘They are watching me.’ 

My sense alerted, making me burried my eyes into my laptop. Later on, I glanced at them from time to time, scare to meet their gaze directly. 

How will they react? 

Will they think I am a creep?

Those thoughts ran inside my head. 

Soon they got back onto their tablet. They must be lost in their own mind. My body relaxed automatically. The breath that I have been held on it without knowing finally came out.

I adjusted my posture a little. Taking a final sip of my whisky, I asked for more from a waiter. 

As I waited for the drink, I looked at my partner who sat opposite me. Partner, how I wished I has a courage to strike a conversation with them and called them that in reality.

They would be here around 6 pm and left here before midnight. They were a fiction writer, knowing that because of some staff here were their fans. To be honest, I also became their fan recently too. 

I have never seen their frineds. They were quite introvert, judging by the table they chose every night. From that, I assumed they had no partner. 

Maybe a long distance relationship? It could be the case. 

I should probably think that way to prevent myself getting a flase hope.

Their favourite in this house was a sangria, usually ordered three to four glasses for each night. 

That was all I know about them.

My lounge partner.

Author POV.

We were like a parallel line. A little gap in between shouldn’t be the obstacle for us to interact. Yet, none of us dared to cross path...

Y/n narated the last paragraph. Typing each word into the story, they somehow ended up being a chracter of their novel. Y/n didn’t intend to write something as such. However, as the days passed with the stranger, they ended up spilling their feelings into the work.

Just stay where you are

On the other side, Namjoon finished his lyric. He went through them for the last time to grasp any error. To his surprise, there was none. Not like the other songs, this one has little to no scratch. At first, he wasn’t sure of this draft. Now, it was one of the realest representation of his feelings.

As the final page filled with words and inks, they realized the time was up.

3 months later

“...We would like to end today session with Indigo, the chart killer album since the first day it came out. It shouldn’t be a surprise since the work was from one of the talneted lyricists in the industry, RM. Our fans have been sending requests to us nonestop, wanting us to celebrate his first official album. To celebrate all the success, here is our tribute...”

The radio then started playing the tune. Y/n with her earphone listented attentively to the songs. Sipping a cup of hazzlenut latte, they bobbed their head lightly to match the rhythm.

Despite the winter, everything felt warm for them. Not because of the coffee in their hand, or a thick scarf and coat that hugged their figure. 

It all thanked to the song that was playing right now.

Right at the moment of them recieving the message from the lyrics while the guy at the opposite bench reading their newest novel to understand their feeling.

As the song came to and ended, so did the novel. Two strangers locked their gaze with one another as their face plastered with a smile. 

“Hi.” 

Finally, one of them decided to cross their path.

✨ a true form of tooth fairy 🦷

a wild jungkook appears!

Bts OS : In your eyes... In my... Series (Busan line)

A/n note : It has been awhile. First of all, thanks for all the likes on other posts, depite me being on haitus. I hope you will enjoy this brandnew series.

To all of you...who lost your confident in yourself.

📷In your eyes..., In my lens... (JJK)📷

She believes that she is just an ordinary girl. However, he believes she is special in his eyes. To make her believe his point of view, he uses a camera and his skill to capture her beauty.

“I don’t know who am I in your eyes, but you are the most beautiful person in my lens.”

🪞In your eyes..., In my mirror... (PJM)🪞

She is just an ordinary girl who wants to achieve her dream. With no one believes in her, she keeps her talent to herself. Little does she know, she actually has someone who roots for her. 

“You look into the mirror for too long to remember the passion in your eyes when you first saw yourself in it.” 

Thunderbolt (Bts maknae line)

Summary :  This is a story of a dog hybrid who wants to find a purpose in his life. After leaving his home, the new chapter of his life begins.

or 

One day, Jungkook, the famous dog hybrid of the series Thunderbolt, got lost from his owner. A dog star, who only lives in a studio, has never learned about the real world. Is this going to be a golden chance for him to live his life as a normal hybrid?

Credit : 

Plot - orginal idea from bolt (2008 film)

Female lead art - Sam Yang  

© Photos belongs to rightful owners

A/n note: This story will mainly focus on Jungkook and the other two in maknae line. And there might be a tiny bit of ship moment between Jungkook and Jimin.

Author POV.

6 years old

A girl was walking around the new city. It was her second day living in this busy city. The street always fills with cars, buildings are always full of people, and the night always decorates with lights.

“Mom look.” Y/N alerted her mom after noticed a white ball. 

A ball then started moving-revealing the boy with pure white ears and a tail. He looked up to see a human staring at him. His doe eyes fluttered a little before concentrated on you again.

“Mom can we go inside?” You begged her. Wanting to see the boy, you didn’t wait her reply. You dragged her into the shop.

Your mom took a while at the counter before someone lead both of you to the section. Arriving the place, you immediately banged the door. Excitement rushed through your viens. 

“He is a 6 years old samoyed. He has been here since birth. No one know where he was from.” His eyes didnlt leave you. You also stared back into his chocolate eyes. 

You then noticed where his eyes targeted. Swinging carrot plushy in your hand, his gaze followed it.

“Here.” You threw it into the cage. The boy quickly ran and catched the plushy. Hugging it tight, He gently spoke to you.

“Th..than..kyu.”

And that is how everything start.

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Y/N POV.

Present time : 22 years old

“Jungkook, focus.” I call my beloved hybrid. He is busy looking around the surrounding.

“Yes ma’am.” He ears twitch a little. I hand him my binocular.

We are in front of the enemy building. They have been keeping my father in there for a week. You see, I am a daughter of a genius scientist who has been on the run for years. My father became a target because of his technology. They want my father’s new genetic technology; after seeing his most successful innovation, Jungkook, a mutant hybrid.

“Are we going to get in?” Jungkook look up and ask. He uses his eyes to scan the place for the last time and turn back to me.

“Do according to the plan.”

He nods and we seperate. Jungkook start sneaking behind the guard and knock them off. I quickly dash into the building.

“Hurry, I sense they are coming.” Jungkook speak with concern.

I enter the place. Jungkook, who is tail behind, is looking out for both of us. I aim the cctv. Shut them down with my smartwatch, a group of guards appear out of the blue.

“Watch out.” Jungkook grab my body and lift me. I then give one of them a flying kick.

Two guys head straight to Jungkook, but he uses his laser beam to burn them. A fight now turns into a mess. Scratches appear on both of us. Blood is seeping out. However, we try our best to endure the pain.

“Jungkook, ready to blast?” I ask. He already raised his first in the air, so ready to slam it down.

“Thunder...bolt!” 

“And cut!”

The director sound echo in the studio. Jungkook then smile and fool around with the guards. As far as I know, they became friends 2 weeks ago.

“Huh..so tired.” I plop onto the seat. My mom walk into the studio.

“You were great today, both of you.”

“Thanks mom.” We answer in unison. My mom then start dicussing where we will go out for a dinner. 

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Jungkook keep talking about the net scene. He looks more excited than usual which is cute. My mom also join him, saying that I need to hype up since the series is coming to an end.

“And we will get to use guns and helicopter. Isn’t co-”

“Hey there.” Three of us stop our track. Jungkook freeze in place while I roll my eyes. Hearing that voice, I know what is coming.

“What is it?” I turn around to my manager. Jungkook grip onto you tight. He must have scent your emotion change.

“You still have an interview today. Where are you going?”

“Cancle it, we are having our family dinner today.”

“No, you can’t. Today the new sposore will be there to. If you cancle it, the new project of yours will be over.” 

My mom shake my head in disagreement. Jungkook now plop his head on your shoulder and whisper.

“Don’t listen to him. We work hard enough. We need to rest.” His ears lay flat on his head while tail swinging gently.

“If you cancle, prepare to talk with the head agency.” And there he goes. I sigh in defeat because I don’t want my mom to deal with the stress. 

“See you at home, mom.” 

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Jungkook POV.

The session was boring. They keep asking both of us to show the tricks like in the series. I feel like I was on a dog show. Y/N tried her best to help, but that dickhead manager stop her from scolding the host.

“I’m sorry.” She pats my head and sighs. Both of us lay on the sofa while waiting mom to cook us dinner. I hug her tighter as a sign of comfort.

“Not a big deal, it always happens.”

“It shouldn’t be like that. You are my friend and family member. They suppose to treat you as human, not a pet dog.”

Well, it isn’t something surprising anyway. In this era, people still can’t let go of the ‘hybrid = pet’ mindset. Even if laws are protecting us, there is no drastic change.

We are at the cafe under our apartment. I gaze out the window. Seeing passerby, I want to know how do they feel-to walk freely with their family and friends.

According to the contract, I and y/n have little self-time. I remember when the series started, we used to travel every weekend. But as our work become more popular, our time diminish.

“Frappucino and chocolate for my favorite customers.”

“Oh, Jin hyung.” He smiles in return. 

He takes a seat and chats, telling how his life has been. Then he mentions the festival this evening. He encourages both of us, especially y/n, to join.

“Aye you need to go. Yoongi and Hoseok will be there too. Yoongi will be the dj this evening while Hoseok perform.”

“We’re in.” I answer without hesitation.

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“Hoseok hyung was so cool.” 

I grip onto her tightly while talking about the performance. Yoongi hyung was also on fire. Jamming with his songs, he flicked the button here and there like crazy.

*sniff*

‘She seems stress.’ I think to myself. Her scent right now is like something burnt.

“Want to talk about it?” I ask and she shakes her head.

“Let’s go home then.” 

I sigh and turn around. I let her walk before me. Seeing her tired body, I feel bad for accepting the invitation. I should have known when we were in the cafe.

“Let me buy ice cream before we go, wait for me.”

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Author POV.

Jungkook walks around and buys lots of things instead of only ice cream. When he comes back to the same spot, you have already gone.

“Maybe she has already gone home.” A phone call then interrupts him.

“Yes mom...huh...no she isn’t with me. I thought she went home...ok mom, I will find her.”

Now Jungkook is panic. He tries to think, where else can you be. Calling Jin, his first choice gets eliminated. Jungkook decides to look for you in this area.

“Kookie why are you still here?” Hoseok with Yoongi approaches the boy. When they notice his ears lay flat on his head while his tail swing lightly. They know something must go wrong.

“Y/N is gone, hyung. Help me find her.” Jungkook voice cracks, giving a pang into both of the hyungs’ hearts.

“You can go somewhere else to find her. We’ll take care this area.” Jungkook thanks them before dash out of the place.

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Meanwhile, you finally arrive home. When you enter, your mom quickly give you a tight hug. 

“What’s going on mom?”

“Where are you? I am so worry when Jungkook said that you were gone.”

“I already told him I will be at the convinient store. I have waited there for hours, but he didn’t appear. I thought he was home.” Your mom face frown. 

She tell everything starting from her call Jungkook, telling the boy you didn’t come home. The boy insisted to find you. You then provide your story.

“I’ll call him.” You pick your phone and find Jungkook’s contact. However, a call appear on your screen.

“What is it Yoongs...what! No, I’m home now. Huh...thanks for telling. I will ask Jin about that....Okay, I’ll report the police too.” 

"He's gone." You tell your mom. Ending the call, you immediately call the police. Your mom is stress, blaming herself for what is happening.

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“Where am I?” 

Jungkook wake up in an unfamiliar alley. He tries to recall what happened last night.

“Y/N...Y/N!” He immediately search his phone in the pocket. Unfortunately, it has gone somewhere.

“Huh those idiots.” He curses under his breath. 

He remembers what happened. How he had nearly beaten last night, and they took his phone with them. He hid from them inside a truck. The truck drove off from the spot.

“But where am I?” Jungkook then wander around the alley. It seems like he isn’t in the city. 

A noise then appear. He follow the sound which come from another block. When he arrive the source, he then see a full grown cat hybrid hiss at a younger one.

“I told you to leave that portion for me. You have eaten enough!”

“Hey what’s wrong?” Jungkook interven the conversation. A pair of golden ears twitch before its owner turns to him.

“Stranger, have someone never told you to interrupt others when they speak?” 

“But you are scolding a child.” Jungkook fire back. A young hybrid take his chance and fade away from the scene, leaving Jungkook to deal with a cat boy.

Jimin, the owner of golden ears, stares at Jungkook. Observing his feature and dress, he knows that the boy wasn’t from around here.

“A city boy like you know nothing about this. We stray didn’t have food quiet often. That idiot, I recued him 2 days ago. It turns out he didn’t know his limit.” Jimin is now walking toward Jungkook.

“What are you doing?” The distance between them get closer and closer. Jungkook put up his guard, ready to use his skill.

“If you come any closer, I will knock you out.”

“Really?” Jimin is now stand in front of the boy. He reaches out to samoyed’s head when he feels the punch on his face. A gasp leave his mouth while blood starts dripping.

“You...bastard!” 

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Jungkook POV.

After I throw my punch, he immediately throws his back. It surprises me that he didn’t knock out yet. We then get into a huge fight. Throwing each other around and exchanging out fists; creates loud noise in the neighborhood.

*whistle*

Two men appear out of nowhere. A cat then stops abruptly and drags me off the place.

“Aye, where are we going?”

“Keep quiet if you want to be alive.” However, I refuse to go with him. In no time, we both get caught in a large net.

“Shit!” He curses. Trying his best to get out.

I try to move out of it. Using my full strength, I try to tear the entire net. Just then, I feel the shock through my veins. My head starts spinning. My vision becomes blurry.

“We got good ones.” The last thing I hear before everything turns black. 

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*cling*

My ears twitch due to a metal sound. My eyes start to flutter and slowly open. The cling sound doesn’t stop any time soon. I look around and meet with the same cat beside me, who creates the noise.

“How was your sleep, city boy?” He asks me as if he is mocking.

“I have you know, golden ears.” He turns toward me and gives his death stare.

“Jimin, park jimin. What’s yours?”

“Jungkook, jeon jungkook.” I offer him a hand shake, but he only stares in return. I then gently grab his hand. Putting into mine, I firmly shake it once and let go.

After a short conversation, silence come back again. Sniffing the air, there are tons of scents in the air. 

“Where are we?”

“A shelter.” I give him a confused look. I have never heard of that word before.

“A shelter. A place for stray hybrids like us like human orphan.”

“Orphan? But I have family.” I quickly answer.

“Then how did you appear in the alley?” Jimin turns around, looking interested in the topic I have just started.

“I tried to find my owner. We were at the festival when I lost with her. I thought she had gone off home because she was tired. However, mom, I mean her mom, called me and told me that she hadn’t been back home yet. I then went around the city to find her and ended up fighting with a neighborhood. I escaped with a truck and popped up there.”

Jimin nod. I think he is trying to understand the whole story.

“And why didn’t you call her?”

“My phone got stolen.” I reply. Jimin then leans forward and grabs onto my necklace. 

“What are you..”

“Your owner must love you so much. She didn’t force you to wear a collar. Instead, she gave you a necklace.”

“Yeah, we are like siblings.” Jimin still stare at the necklace.

“And she give us the way out of here.” 

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“Are you sure this is going to work?” 

“It is going to be fine.” Jimin sneaks out of the cage. I wonder how can he squeez his self through those pieces of metal. 

When he successfully does it, he gently walks toward the guard. The old guy is sleeping soundly, which is a golden opportunity. He grabs the keys and then unlocks the cage.

“Let’s help others too.” I get keys out of his hand.

“Kid, it’s not a time to act like hero. We need to be hurry.” Jimin walks away and continue the plan.

‘Why am I this weak?’ I walk behind him. I feel useless all of a sudden, but I can do nothing. Since I meet him, I have done nothing. I got into a fight, then escaped, then got into a fight again. Someone captured me. In all of these events, I did nothing but being helpless. Without Jimin right now, how am I going to survive?

“Here, be ready to answer her call.” 

I accept the phone from Jimin. I put it near my ear and wait patiently. However, no one answer the call. I try and try again. My ears catche noise and it it getting closer.

“Duck under.” I call Jimin and put both of us under the table. He clings onto me tightly, resulting his face dig into the croock of my neck.

The scent then hits my nostril. The sweat vanilla cinnamon bun-like scent makes my head spin. I gasp a little for some fresh air.

“Shh!” He whispers scream to me. I can endure his scent any longer, but I need to try.

“Still no answer?” I nod. He takes the phine out of my hand and dial a new number. After conversation start for awhile, I figure out he was calling the police.

“Done. All we need to do right now is run out of here.” 

“I think we can move. There is no footstep sounds anymore.” I suggest. We both get out of the table and sneak toward the door.

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Jimin POV.

3 days later

‘What a city boy.’ I look at Jungkook who still struggle with acting cute. 

I don’t know how long has my tummy endured the pain from acitric juice. I haven’t had any food for...a week? I don’t remember.

“Yeah do it like that, good boy. Now, go and get us some food.” I drag him toward the camp’s gate. Then I push him.

“Go!”

The boy walks inside the camp full of people. Seeing those humans smile and enjoy their meal with family and friends, I wish I have an owner. I even see some cats and dogs, real ones, eating deliciously.

I. am. jealous!

Jungkook blend in just fine which makes me happy. I follow him quietly and watch the boy gets us some meals.

For an hour, we walk. Jungkook is such a chatterbox. I didn’t know he is this talkative. Finally, this giant samoyed decides to stop and find us the seats.

‘Why it is so blurry here?’ I scan the area.

“Hyung, here.” He push a paper plate full of meats toward me.

‘Huh..I am tired.’ 

And everything is gone from sight.

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Author POV.

“Hyung!” Jungkook immediately change his seat and sit beside Jimin.

Jungkook tries not be panic and gently shake Jimin’s body. When he is sure that his hyung has already black out, he carries Jimin and asks for help.

From where they sit, it is a little far from the camp area. Jungkook looks around his surrounding to find any cabin or at least a proper shelter for both of them. Finding nothing, he decides to run back to the camp.

“Hey there!” Someone call Jungkook from behind, but he ignore it.

“Hey, stop!” The guy comes out of nowhere and stops hurried Jungkook. Jungkook becomes frustrated.

"What do you want?"

"You are that guy in Thunderbolt, right?" Jungkook finally looks up.

"I am right. Oh god, hi! IamyourbigfanandIreallywantyouau-"

"First, can you help me? My friend suddenly faint, so please help me." Jungkook interrupts the boy, who looks at him with admiration.

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“I am Taehyung, Kim Taehyung. You don’t have to worry, Namjoon hyung is the best doctor. He will help us.” 

Taehyung introduce his and his owner’s names. Jungkook nods while looking at lifeless Jimin on the bed. Namjoon then starts checking the boy. 

“Exhaustion. He needs food.” The owner of a caravan speaks

“Oh, I will prepare some sandwhiches.” Taehyung runs out of the car-leaving Jungkook with lifeless Jimin and owner of Taehyung. 

Not so long, Taehyung comes back inside and continues ranting his feeling toward Jungkook. He bombards Jungkook with lots of questions before he starts telling his story.

“So this is finally my moment to be a hero... we can help you go back there.”

Namjoon speaks and points at Jungkook’s collar. Jungkook eyes lit up with hope. He then hands out his necklce.

“Hyung, isn’t this place near your clinic?” Taehyung hands the necklace to Namjoon.

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Taehyung POV.

This. is. incredible.

I always fanboy over this dog on the screen. And now? I get a chance to sit next to him.

Aggghhhh....

“Ummm well, not to bug you, but can I at least take a selfie?” He looks up. It seems like my voice interrupt his thought.

“Oh..uhh..sure.” He looks tired.

“On the second thought, let’s meet your buddy first then we can have a group photo.” He nods.

A silence suddenly replace our conversation. He is too worry about something that he drowns in his own thoughts. It is akward. 

And I hate akwardness.

“Wanna tell me a story? What you have been through so far?” 

He looks warry. I understand that it is hard to trust a stranger, but he can’t handle it alone anymore. 

I know that feeling. I always have. If it wasn’t because of Namjoon hyung, I would have still living on the street. And you know, a stray bear hybrid won’t survive for long in the city.

“Everything starts...” And he decides to tell his point of view.

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Jungkook POV.

“We are finally here.” 

I wake up as Namjoon hyung shakes my body lightly. Seeing the familiar building, my ears rise up because of happiness. 

‘I finally arrive home. My home.’ 

I push the door open and runs inside Jin hyung shop. When he turn around to take the order, his eyes meet mine.

“My boy comes back.” He jumps into my arms. 

The others follow into the shop. They introduce themselves one by one.

“I’m Kim Namjoon.”

“I’m Kim Taehyung, a bear hybrid. Your shop looks nice. Namjoon hyung, can we have ice cream before we go?” The boy immediately looks at his owner.

“I’m...Park..Jimin...”

Seeing Jimin hyung looks stress, I walk toward him and wrap my tail around his body.

“Calm down. He is nice.” I whisper. His scent become sweat again. I somehow come to like this cinnamon bun scent.

“I’m a cat...stray.” He talks softly. 

“It’s nice to meet you all. However, Jungkook, listen to me carefully. Today, they decide to shoot the final scene for the series without you. These past 2 weeks, they forced Y/n to renew the contract and to workshop with the new actor. Now, boy, go and save your owner....” Jin hyung then turns toward Namjoon hyung.

“I know we didn’t know each other well, but can I ask you to also handle this with him? He needs the support.” 

Namjoon hyung accept it. Taehyung hyung is now jumping in excitement. Chanting ‘we’re going to be the hero.’ 

“I’ll call Yoongi and Hoseok to let them know about you.” 

And with that, we all leave.

‘Thunderbolt is me and Y/n, no one else.’

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"Why didn’t you sink in with sound? Stupid dog!” 

When I finally appear in the studio, the scene terrify me. Y/n has been hanging there for who know how long. Her face has already drained into white. 

3...2...1... Action!

Seeing my presence, the crew quickly go on with the scene. I can see varied expressions, however they aren’t pleasant.

Crack...crkkk...

“Stop! She is falling.” I take a huge breath and shout. The sling that hang Y/n is about to fall off. 

Without hesitation, I run into the scene. As if I am in a slomotion mode, I see Y/n body free fall slowly from the cieling. The stand-in is panicing. He stands there frozen into his place. 

“Jungkook...You are finally here.” Then Y/n comepletely black out.

“I’m here. I’m here, nuna.” I gently whisper.

And cut! 

Others get back on to their work like nothing happens. The manager talk with the producer to use that scene as a final.

“That’s brilliant. So this is what you have been plan. Great job for both of you.” The director still not know the situation.

“Yeah..well...as we plan.” That stupid manager quickly get into the scene. 

GRRR....

“We want to terminate the contract. You have been using me and Y/n too much than the paper indicate.” I speak with confidence. I have been waiting for so long to fight with this shitty human.

“What are you talking about?” Everything around us gets silence.

“I have been gone for what? Nearly a month? And all you do was forcing Y/n to do a final scene without me with a new script and no safety. I have enough.”

“Mr.Jeon, do you have any idea with what you were saying right now? I can sue you because of malicious comment. Both of your career will be gone just by me doing that.” He threaten me. 

“Then let’s see who will be gone first.”

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Author POV.

“...For this episode of the ‘Thunderbolt.’ First, let’s give some updates of Y/n condition. She’s doing great. You see...”

The camera pans toward the girl running around with 2 guys. Taehyung keeps chasing Jimin while Jimin uses Y/n to shield him.

“Aye, kookie, join us.” Y/n comes and drags her partner/personal editor for their youtube channel. 

Jungkook did as what he said. With the help of Namjoon and Hoseok, they win the case and get rid of the caontract. Their agency needed to compensate them and giving the name with full copyright to Y/n and Jungkook.

Months later, Yoongi and Jungkook plan came out. A first episode Thunderbolt was released. The fans were so glad to see their updates. And with in two months, they channel gained nearly a million followers.

“Food is ready.” Jin enters with a huge tray of brownies. Everyone then gather around the table.

“Aish, these kids can’t be patient.” Y/n mom joins in with some more menu.

“Party..Party...Ya!” 

Jungkook settles his camera on the stand and runs toward everyone. Reviewing the menu with some entertain games, the live runs on: capturing the joy and laughter of everyone. 

The new begin starts from here.

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Final note : I started writing this story around mid year. Because of my hectic schedule, I was on haitus for so long. Coming back here, I noticed new followers and some passerby who gave loves on my fan fictions. Thank you, for being my guest and kind to this blog. I hope my story were at least enjoyable. See you in my next work or other old work.