K-pop In Public Pt 1

K-pop in Public Pt 1

Me: *Hears K-Pop song in the distance*

Me: *Tries to follow the sound of the music*

Me: *frantically looks around for source of said music*

Me: *sniffs the air*

Me: *whispers* I will find you...

Person: *playing K-Pop from their phone*

Me: *tackles* LOVE ME

Person: ?!?!

-Admin Jinnie

(SORRY FOR NOT POSTING IN SO LONG ;.; )

OMG ARMYS

ITS BEEN LIKE 20 MIN AND MY DASH IS FULL OF STUFF FROM SICK OMG THIS FANDOM IS SO FAST

ALSO: PARK JIMIN AND KIM TAEHYUNG IN GLASSES JUST KILL ME NOW

I don’t know how else to come off anon other than this, but this is the blog I post stories to ^^ (it’s not my main blog, otherwise I would have come off in another ask xD) I don’t have many of them yet since this blog is fairly new (and most of my {old} k-pop fanfictions sit on my laptop in the deeeeep dark hole I call ‘unfinished’ ><;;)  I’m so happy you’re interested in reading what I write, though~ It really means a lot to me cx

-Admin Jinnie

Don't worry about not being able to post part 5 as soon as you said! I write stories, too, and things happen that run you down until you're too exhausted to do anything, especially meet deadlines you make for yourself. We might be a little sad, but you had things to do and we respect that~ even if you don't get it up on Wednesday, we'll be patient! As long as it's up eventually, we'll be happy ^^ So please don't feel bad!

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Emotionless (Doctor!Seokjin x Patient!OC) Part 2

OMG I AM SO SORRY I TOOK SO LONG TO POST THIS. I had been meaning to finish it, but I got busy after vacation and never got around to it until now! I’ll try and be quicker with them in the future and not take as long as I did. Fluff/Angst (sorta) Words: 1,544 Part 1 - Part 3

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“Another doctor?” Seokjin shook his head furiously, “Sir, that’s not-”

“Seokjin,” Seokjin’s boss sighed, “I think this is for her own good.”

“With all due respect Ahjussi,” Seokjin didn’t miss a beat in replying, “I don’t think this will do anything to help her. I feel it will scare her into not replying to anyone at all.”

“Well,” he wasn’t really listening, “I see where you’re coming from, Kim… I really do, but just because you’re closest with her doesn’t mean you know what’s best for her. If you get too attached to her, I’ll have to switch her doctor.”

“Sir,” Seokjin pleaded, “I realize that there are personal feelings that are getting involved, but for Nayoung, the rules are gonna have to be bent. She’s different from any other one.”

His boss sighed and leaned back in his chair. After a few moments of silence, he spoke up, “Alright, Kim. Here’s the deal.”

Seokjin sighed of relief and nodded eagerly at his boss for him to continue.

“You try to get her to open up to one other person, I don’t care who it is, and then I won’t switch her doctor. You can’t tell her of this arrangement, not even a little hint at it. If you fail, you can’t see her again, arraseo?”

Seokjin nodded and bowed several times, “Thank you. Thank you so much Ahjussi.” He started to head out of the room.

“Kim,” his boss called before he left the room. Seokjin turned around with the door half open in front of him.

“I’m only giving you today and tomorrow. That’s the most I’m giving you.”

“Y-Yes sir,” he bowed a few times, feeling his nerves on the edge.

I don’t know why he thinks he’s right. He thought, I just hope she’ll be willing to open up to someone…

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“Nayoung?”

Nayoung looked up from the most recent book Seokjin had bought her and she smiled at the sight of said person. She patted next to her and waited for him to take a seat. Her smile quickly faded as she saw the fake smile on his face. Her smile turned into a look of concern as he sat down where she had patted.

“How are you feeling?” he slowly eased into a conversation with her, “I’ve been told that you’re still not letting anyone else talk to you.”

She looked away from him sheepishly, leaning into her pillow deeper, hoping to disappear by doing so.

“Nayoung, I know it’s hard for you to trust people,” he took a deep breath, trying to keep his emotions back. He said a silent prayer that she was going to be up for it; that she was going to see that a lot was at stake within her next few actions.

She continued to look down, so Seokjin softly slid his warm hand under her chin, pulling her head up so she would look at him.

“I want what’s best for you, Nayoung… You know I wouldn’t make you do anything I thought you couldn’t handle, right?” he whispered to her, loosening his grip on her chin. He didn’t want to make her more uncomfortable with too much skinship.

She nodded, reaching for his hand that was moving away from her. She held his hand in between her soft ones, nodding again with her eyes fixed on his.

“I want you to meet my little brother tomorrow.” He said softly and slowly, causing her to look up with widened, shocked eyes. He could feel her questions hitting him from the look he gave her, but he couldn’t answer any of them. He promised he couldn’t.

She could tell he was holding back information and it frustrated her. Why would he hold back with her? He hasn’t before…

Her grip on his hand tightened as he took a deep breath, “He won’t hurt a fly, Nayoung. He’s your age, actually. I think you two could get along very well if you gave him a chance.”

Nayoung looked to the sheets and then to the book she had been reading. It couldn’t hurt to meet him… right? He’s of the same blood as Seokjin, the only person she can really trust. Surely it’d be fine and easy to open up to him… right?

“Please, Nayoung. Please.” He begged, holding her hands in his, “I promise that he’s a good guy. He’s one of the best, he’s really funny and his smile is one of the brightest smiles...”

Your smile will still be my favorite, she thought as a smile started to creep onto her face. Seokjin saw the smile and bit his lip, looking hopefully at her. She nodded her head once, twice, three times, pulling his hands to pull him closer.

“Arraseo,” Seokjin smiled, moving closer to her as she pulled even more. “I’m so glad that you’re ready. I want you to be able to make friends, too.”

Nayoung nodded and started to pull him in further, confusing him a little bit. After he was a few inches closer, she let go of his hands and opened up her arms. Seokjin blinked a few times, only for his eyes to widen at her gesture. Before he could say anything, she grabbed his hands and wrapped them around her waist. Her arms snaked around his neck as she buried her face in his chest.

“N-Nayoung…” he was trying to get used to being so close with her, but his heart was pounding pretty hard in his chest. He silently prayed that Nayoung couldn’t hear it. “Nayoung… I…”-I love you-“I’m so proud of you…”

She nodded her head in his chest, brushing her fingers through his hair. If there were any other times that she was happy in her life, this moment beat out all the others. His heartbeat was fast yet soothing, making her slightly sleepy. His breathing was in a rhythm, hypnotizing her eyes to droop.

Seokjin could tell that she was getting sleepy, so he gently removed her arms from around his neck. She pouted at him slightly, too tired to put more resistance to his arms moving her away.

“You need to sleep to prepare for tomorrow,” he smiled softly at her, tracing patterns on the back of her hand, “I’ll be here first thing in the morning to help you prepare to meet Taehyung. He’ll be coming in right after lunch… Arraseo?”

Nayoung nodded with her eyes closed as Seokjin chuckled, fluffing her pillow and covering her up in her quilt from her old classmates. He gently picked up her left hand and placed his lips to the back of it in a slow, soft motion. She left out a content sigh with a faint smile staying on her tired face.

“Goodnight, Nayoung…” he whispered to her, having to force himself to let go of her hand. He gave her an affectionate look as he stood up, forcing a smile on his face.

I hope that I can succeed. He bit his bottom lip, I can’t bear to leave her when shes gotten so far already. I refuse to lose her now.

He gave her sleeping figure a smile before shutting the room door behind him, looking at the clock. It was a little past 11, but he knew Taehyung was probably still up playing video games with his roommate, Jungkook.

Taking out his pink phone, he called Taehyung on his way to his office. It took three rings before the phone was answered.

“Jin Hyung~” he heard Jungkook’s voice on the other end, “Tae Hyung, its Jin Hyung! Stop attempting to build that shelf you bought!”

Seokjin rolled his eyes at what Jungkook said, “Hey Kookie. Why is Taehyung trying to build a shelf?”

“Heck if I know. I just know he bought one and told me he was gonna figure out how to build it.”

Seokjin laughed and shook his head with a laugh, “Arraseo. Is he on his way?”

“Neh, he’s- here.”

“Hyung! Why are you calling so late again?”

“I need you to be ready by lunch tomorrow. I need you to meet someone.” Seokjin informed.

“Wayeo? It’s that girl is it?” Taehyung smirked as Seokjin subconsciously glared at a stack of papers in front of him. “She has a name you know…” he mumbled

“Neh… Neh. Can I finish building my shelf now?” Taehyung asked in an impatient manner.

“Eager to build a shelf are we?” Seokjin laughed. He pinched the bridge of his nose and rolled his eyes at how ridiculous his dongsaeng is.

“Bye Hyung! See you tomorrow!” He could tell Taehyung was smiling and waving to what was meant to be to him. That alien... He thought and chuckled, earning himself weird looks.

“Bye, Taehyung. Be careful… and let Kookie help you with the shelf!” He said, faking worry.

“Why? I’m a grown… Never mind. But he’s even more incapable of building a shelf.” Taehyung whined.

“I’m hanging up now… I’m getting sick of hearing the word shelf.”

Taehyung laughed and started singing, “Shelf (x100)”

Seokjin pushed ‘END CALL’ and put his phone back in his pocket.

“That’s my brother alright…” He sighed for the ninth time that night, and clocked out.

“Good bye.” He bowed and left the hospital, hoping that Taehyung would be the one to get her to open up to others.

SO I hope this one wasn’t a let down >< I worked as hard and as fast on it as I could, so I’m hoping it’s likeable~ Thanks to Admin Jongie for helping me out on the last part~ I really appreciate that~ ^^

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Rings and Broken Antiques (Jimin x Reader)

Edit June 2020: I tried to edit out all the Korean words, sorry if I missed any!

I swear my title makes sense Sorta ANYWAY this is my random Jimin fluff I wrote the other night~ I legit don’t know where this came from, I literally just started writing a random story and it turned into this... so I hope everyone likes it ^^ Genre: Fluffy Fluff Fluff Words: 1,900+

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“Jimin,” I sighed, messing with the ring on my finger to distract me from the frustrating teen, “I told you to not touch anything.”

Jimin frowned and crossed his arms across his chest, “You never let me touch anything in here, Y/N…”

“That would be because you’ve broken five antiques in the last month,” I retorted, only to have an upset Jimin poking my arm seconds later. This kid…

“Park Jimin, can you not? I have to get back to work before my dad sees us,” I attempted to guide him out of the store, but he was stronger than me. With little to no effort, he stayed in one place while watching me with amused eyes.

“I don’t get why your dad doesn’t like me,” he slightly pouted and tilted his head to the side. I sighed and looked at him with humor in my eyes.

I lightly poked his chest, “That might be because you’ve broken five expensive things this month and you haven’t paid for anything.” My arm returned to my side as I continued messing with the ring on my finger. Jimin just gave a frustrated look at my words.

“It’s not my fault Taehyung attacked me! He shoved me into that statue!” Jimin defended himself, grabbing my hand and messing with my hand. I tried to pull away before anyone saw, but Jimin grabbed my wrist before I could.

“Jimin,” I whispered, looking nervously at the door to the staff room, “If my dad sees you, he’ll get the wrong idea…”

“Wrong idea? What, that we’re dating?” Jimin smirked, lacing his hand with mine. I tried to pull away, but it really was no use. “That’s not getting the wrong idea, though. It’d just be him finding out about us…”

“I never told you yes,” I shot back, but when I felt Jimin messing with my ring, my face flushed. I didn’t realize I was wearing it in front of him… I had been so good about remembering to take it off when he was around.

“You’re wearing the ring I gave you, Y/N…” he stared down at it with an adorable expression on his face, “I gave you this ring to symbolize us dating, no?”

“I-I don’t… I didn’t-” I sighed in frustration, pulling him out the door. Once we were out and away from any windows, I look to him and swallowed nervously. “I didn’t want you to see me wearing it until I was totally sure that you weren’t messing with me or dating someone else at the time…”

“Y/N… that hurts,” Jimin put a hand over his heart as a frown appeared on his face. “You think I’d stoop as low as cheating?”

“No, don’t even pull that innocence on me. I know about that time you dated two girls at once, only to tell the first girlfriend, ‘I just forgot to break up with you.’ Don’t even try to pretend that didn’t happen Park Ji-”

“No,” Jimin protested, “I didn’t cheat on her, I broke up with her but she was so big-headed that she thought she was the one that had to end the relationship before it was officially over.”

“Oh really?” I poked his chest accusingly, “then why did both Jungkook and Taehyung say you cheated when I asked them?”

Jimin opened his mouth to shoot something back, only to smirk and bit his lip before anything came out. I blinked at him, raising an eyebrow in confusion, only for him to grab my hand again. “You asked them about me, huh?”

“Yes?” I rolled my eyes, “I told you I needed to know more about your romantic life before I thought about getting involved with-”

Jimin once again cut me off, testing my patience. “Y/N… I’m serious about wanting to date you. I really want to be able to talk to you about your day, to hug you, to make you feel better when you feel down.”

“You already do all of those things.” I pointed out, causing Jimin to sigh in slight frustration. I felt a smile creep onto my face at his cute little sigh.

“But being in a relationship also allows me to call you mine so no one else takes you… I can hang out and sleep over all the time... and I can give you sweet kisses all over...” he pointed out, playing with the ring on my finger again. My face started to heat up, so I desperately tried to change the subject a little.

“Well, what if I don’t want to be yours?” I shot back, tilting my head to the side. “What if I’m not up for a relationship right now? What if I just don’t like you in the way you like me?”

“I would wait for you,” he answered quickly, “I would wait until you were ready for one… and if you didn’t love me, then I would do my best to make you fall for me.”

I took a deep breath and turned away from him, cursing my face for getting hot at his words. I honestly loved that little brat more than I’d like to admit, but he drives me over the edge sometimes… Plus, my dad and he are on bad terms, which isn’t good if we ended up seriously dating each other…

Also, Jimin’s a playboy; a player; a one-night-stand kind of guy. I’ve been his best female friend for seven years, since the beginning of 5th grade when both he and Taehyung helped me up after I fell out of the swing on the school playground. I know what kind of dating life he’s had, especially since Taehyung and Jungkook tell me everything else that I don’t know, and I’m not sure it I want to get involved with Jimin…

I really like him, but he… he can be a little too much. I don’t want to be hurt by any other stupid relationships; especially if I’d also lose Jimin as a friend.

“Y/N,” Jimin called out softly, “I mean it. I… I love you too much to let you get away from me.”

I nervously bit my lip and looked down at ours hands. The ring was so pretty yet simple and it made my heart race at what it meant. Wearing the ring almost felt like I was getting engaged to Jimin… like a promise ring; promising myself to him…

And I found myself not totally opposed to the idea.

“Jimin…” I whispered softly, grabbing his undivided attention. I continued looking down, avoiding his eyes at all costs. “I just… I don’t want to get hurt or lose you…”

Jimin grabbed my chin with his free hand, moving my head up so that I looked into his eyes. He pulled my hand up with his other hand, placing my hand over his heart. I could feel his heartbeat increase more and more the longer my hand was placed there.

His other hand moved from my chin to my waist, pulling me closer to him, but not uncomfortably close to him.

“I love you, Y/N…” Jimin whispered with a small, sheepish smile, “I want you to be mine really badly… just the thought of you not being by my side makes me feel depressed.”

My heart started to race faster the more he talked, making it slightly harder to breathe. I looked away from him, but as I did that, he pulled me into a soft hug. He pressed me completely against himself, sighing into my hair. A shiver ran through my body as I buried my face into his neck, smelling his favorite cologne.

After a few silent moments, he pulled away and met my eyes.

“Well?” he nervously asked, “Do you… want to give it a try?”

I sighed and smiled at his cute nervous expression. “Stupid… you don’t think I want to try?”

Jimin’s expression lightened up in the matter of seconds at my words, “Then why did you continue leading me on like you weren’t interested or that you don’t want me, Y/N..”

“Because I don’t want to be hurt, Jimin… I’ve already been hurt before and I can’t even look at him anymore.”

“Well I’m not going to hurt you, Y/N,” Jimin whispered reassuringly, “I love you too much… I’d kill myself before I purposefully did anything to hurt you.”

I didn’t say anything back as he leaned in, placing a soft kiss on my forehead. I sighed in content as I melted in his arms. He smiled softly and placed another kiss on my cheek. I moved my arms around his neck, looking up at him with adoration.

“I love you, Jimin…” I whispered to him nervously, playing with the ring on my finger behind his head. He continued smiling down at me and he slowly brushed his nose against mine. I shivered in delight as a small smile started to play on my lips. Jimin looked from my eyes to my lips, causing me to slightly giggle. He was so cute and gentle for someone who’s seen as a player…

I nodded to him when he looked into my eyes again, causing his arms to bring me even closer in one swift motion.

His lips were just a hair’s width away from mine as he stayed there for a few seconds before whispering, "I love you…”

His lips finally landed on mine in a soft kiss. It wasn’t rough at all; it was soft, sweet, and perfect for a first kiss with him. His lips moved slowly against mine and one of his hands moved to caress my cheek. One of my hands moved to run through his hair, causing a smile to form into our kiss.

We pulled away for a second before Jimin kissed me again, except this time it was deeper and more passionate. I giggled at his eagerness, kissing back for a few seconds before pulling away. Jimin tried to catch my lips again, but I put a finger between our lips and smirked. He pouted and backed away a little.

“Y/N..!” he whined, but I just giggled again and pecked his cheek before pulling completely away.

“Y/N!” he called out as I moved away, “Where are you going??”

“I have to get back in the store. I’ve been gone for too long and my dad will get suspicious.” I explained as I made my way back to the front door.

“B-but-”

“I’ll talk to you later, Chim,” I smiled back at him.

“Hey,” he called before I opened the door, “You know, as long as you wear that ring, you’re mine.”

A smile started to form on my face at his words. “Whatever,” I rolled my eyes at him, “I’m leaving now.”

Jimin whined as I opened the door, “Can’t I go in with you?”

“No way, you know my dad doesn’t like you.” I shot back, but my mood softened when Jimin continued to give me a puppy dog look.

“But he’s got to learn to like me at some point… why not try to make him like me now?”

“Jiminie-”

“I’m coming in with you.” He decided by himself as I sighed and rolled my eyes at him. With that pitiful look on his face, there was no way a could say no.

“Okay. Don’t come crying to me if you ruin it with my dad before we even really start dating.”

“I won’t!” Jimin cried, “I just need to tell him that I’m willing to work to pay off breaking all of the antiques I broke.”

I smiled at him and laughed, kissing him on the forehead before heading in, “You’re too cute, Jimin.”

Meh, the ending could be better, but its the best I could come up with >< I hope it was worth reading~ Again, I have no idea where this idea came in.

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1,100 notes?! Last time I looked last night it had 880 so omG HOW I'm so happy right now ;u; Thank you for everyone who liked/reblogged it~~~~ It means a lot to have so many notes~ ^u^ -Admin Jinnie