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Hello, again

A/n: HI! I'm a new writer and I'm super excited to show you all this!

TW: y/n hears voices, the word slut like 2 times alcoholism, kinda yandere , about it (?)

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"Y/n?" His face wrinkled up with a bright smile, "Its been so long! I've missed you so much." The mans heart beat quickly setting a fast pace, he still had the hots for you. "Jimin," your breath stopped, the sudden feeling of fear smacking you in the face. What did you do? What had you done to deserve this, the pain that man, no, boy had made you feel. All you had done today was go to the library on the other side of town, where you were at currently.

"How are you, jimin?" All you had to do is not show him fear, remember y/n? He does get off of you fear.

Five years ago.

"Oh you little slut, trying to run off to namjoom? For him to save you, for him to fuck you." Jimin spat, he was drunk, vary drunk. You had know idea why he was so mad. You were talking to your friend, namjoon, perusal.

"Get your head outta the gutter jimin!" Your soft voice turning to a loud roar. "You know I'm your girl! I would never-" "Shut the fuck up you bitch!" His swift voice cutting you off "You know that I love and always will, but what you did with jungkook I can't forgive!" His face red in anger, jimin was gone. Just a shell in the human skin he used to be.

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"N-" your blank eyes faced up to the person in front of you.

He was gone.

You need to remember that jimin is gone, y/n.

It's your fault. It's my duty as the narrator to remind you, little girl.

It's your fault that you will always be alone, in this little white cage. Like a small bird. My pet. All because you wanted to save jimin. You fucking slut

My pet so obsessed with my reasons for killing off jimin.

Well it's up to you to find out birdy.

555 Stockholm lane was so good. You just keep gettin better with every writing 🥺 love the title too. The start reminded me of one of those dark thriller movie trailers, and I like how it didn’t gave away much of the story. I felt like the writing was a quick paced of events story, adding to the tension of what’s happening between the yandere and his darling. I also like the part of mentioning he knew he would go to jail for this, that’s something I think could be added to more stories, often the yanderes are super powerful people who always get away with things. Sorry for the long ask, thanks for sharing your story with us, have a lovely day! (:

U gonna make me blush, and no worries about the long ask, I'll start to do more "I'm gonna go to jail for this bish" type beat story's!

Not me sitting while squirming and blushing at whatever u say👁👄👁 u are the only true love for me 💅

Dearest pluvo, your words lure me to you, your bright presence sending a ping to my heart. My love is for you and only you. I know your parents disapprove of our love. But, this is something special, If we could provide food for our selfs, get a cottage house on a far away land. Adopt cats and dogs bunnies and more, shall we? -Your namjoon Stan lover ’ kojo

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dearest kojo, I FUCKING CAN’T BELIEVE YOU WROTE THAT. SOBS. IM BLUSHING SO HARD. You’re so romantic, you’re making my heart go boom boom :((( you’re so sweet and nice, I wanna kith you so hard. let’s go elope and live in the countrysides, and build our own strawberry farm. I love you mi amor <3

-your local kojo stan.

THIS IS LITERALLY SO SWEET I HAD NO IDEA HOW TO REACT AT FIRST

Hay everyone, my requests are open! Or inbox or whatever, ASK ME TO WRITE SOMETHING

Behind the glass cage

WARNINGS: shit happend, murder, condemned killer joon, death, me being sappy, making myself cry to write this, kinda dark

Time after time, you went to see him. He was behind the glass, as always. The glass covered in dirty finger prints and goodbyes. His dimpled smirk and glasses making you swoon just like the first time you saw him on Tv. "Hello, namjoon"

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" today at 2:36 pm the 'looking glass killer' was finally captured. After two years and four months of targeting the people of Seoul and at least 95 murders, we got him."

When you saw him, it was a flash of fear then.... you realised, that was the guy that asked you out a couple of weeks ago. No, it couldn't be? What was his name again' Kim namsung? No, no Kim namjoon, Kim namjoon. He was the meek boy that sat six seats down from you in biology. He had stuttered when he attempted to ask you out. There he was, on the news, looking smug and cocky.

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"How are you Y/n? You haven't visited in a couple of weeks, whys that?" His smirk fell, he could feel you nerves flying through the roof. Namjoon knew you better than anyone, better than that failure brother of yours. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing, I'm fine namjoon."

Why did it have to end this way, you loved him.

But you couldn't be with him any longer.

You were with Kim namjoon, not the 'looking glass killer'.

Soon, you would walk away from the man clad in the orange jump suit and clear framed glasses. Sadness wafting through the bland visiting room, him screaming for 'your stupid ass better get back here' guards restraining him, maybe even having to put a hold on him.

The thing was that you couldn't love someone who was trapped in a glass cage. Almost like a bird. No one should love like that.

Even when they would kill for you, tear people apart, putting glass in there dead eyes, going to jail for them even when there incocent.

One day it would be his dead eyes with glass inpaled in the sockets.

Who knew who would do it? You sure did.

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This is for my future wife @pluviokook we Are getting married soon guys they proposed 💍