Don't Tell Me What You See || 13

Don't Tell Me What You See || 13

About Time

Warnings: ANGST

Pairing: Jimin!BTS x reader

Author's notes: It's about time we did some talking.

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“Tae!” Your voice laced with urgency rang across the phone.

“What’s wrong Firefly?!” Panic instantly rising in his.

“Something happened. I need you.” You replied nervously.

“Where are you?”

“Remember that club you and Yoongi found me in?” You question, keeping your voice an octave higher than usual.

“Yes, I’m on my way!” You can already hear him breathing heavily as his pace picks up.

“Quickly!” You beg before hanging up. A smirk plays on your lips as you place your phone back into your back pocket and turn around.

“You ready?” You ask the person in front of you, as you slide back into the booth.

“As I’ll ever be.” Mi Young sighs.

It had been a couple days since Jimin was with someone. You had time to digest exactly what happened, but something still nagged at you. But for now you had pushed it aside to focus on something you deemed even more important.

You contacted Mi Young the day after, instantly having a connection with your twinflames soulmate you knew you couldn’t wait for them to meet. She was a strong willed, dependable, caring individual who loved to shower her friends with affection. But of course she was not only beautiful on the outside, but also on the inside.

You two had talked non stop about setting this up. Mind you, you did manage to leave out the tiny detail that he is Kim Taehyung of BTS. Something you could use as an inside joke later on.

So tonight, here you were with Mi Young and the rest of your group at the club she works at. A couple of dancers from HYBE, another producer and 3 PA’s. Thankfully all who she had warmed up to, but not recognized.

While she sits next to you in a dark booth in the back, her leg is constantly bouncing. You scan the front entrance for your twinflame, feeling his emotions rising. Low and behold he bolts into the club with Yoongi in tow.

“Here we go.” You smile at Mi Young, giving her a smile and her thigh a squeeze before standing up from the booth.

Walking towards the open space you wave your arm over your head catching their attention. Both rushing over to you through the sea of people.

“Firefly, are you ok? What’s going on?” Taehyung pants, struggling to breathe again.

“I’m ok Tae, I have someone I need you to meet.” You smile at him, fluffy his hair and moving it out of his eyes.

“Who?” He asks worriedly, eyes widening at you.

You side step out of the way, winking at Yoongi as you turn.

“Taehyung, this-” You gesture to the girl that had followed you out of the booth and had hid behind you. “Is Mi Young. Mi Young this is my twinflame Taehyung.”

You gesture to him and take a step back to give them room, slightly bumping into Yoongi’s left side as you do.

You watch as the two soulmates make eye contact, light reflects in their eyes as they go through the soul journey together.

“You planned this.” Yoongi whispers into your ear, not a question but more of an understanding of your underhandedness. You giggle and grab his hand.

“C’mon.” Pulling him towards the booth, letting the two have their moment uninterrupted. Sliding back into the booth Yoongi now sitting next to you, you both order drinks from the waitress currently at the table.

5 minutes later you receive 2 messages. One from your twinflame and one from his soulmate.

‘We're going to go outside for a walk, to talk. Thank you Firefly. I love you.’ - Taehyung.

‘I’m going to kill you….but thank you!!!!’ - Mi Young.

Chuckling to yourself, you show Yoongi the texts you recieved, him also releasing a dark chuckle.

Comfortably you spent the rest of the night eating, and drinking with friends. Not letting yourself dwell on the decision you had to make.

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It has been 4 weeks since that night. You haven’t spent a day not thinking about what happened. Both Yoongi and Taehyungs words constantly haunt you, regardless if you were spending time with Jimin or not.

Jimin was working hard to respect the boundaries you had put in place, and you hadn’t felt pain since that night. To which you were unbelievably thankful for. But the need to know what happened that night was like an itch you couldn't scratch, just out of reach.

“Have you thought about what we said?” Taehyung asks, plopping down next to you happily on the couch. Yoongi flinging himself on the other side of you. You nod your head, paper tea cup still to your mouth. Texting Mi Young about your schedule for next week.

Tae had begged you to let his soulmate know what was truly going on. You had some reservations about it, but in the end you agreed to her knowing. So now, instead of two overly concerned individuals hounding you, you have 3. But at least you have a female to talk to about it. Well you would, if you could find it in you to voice, how bad things are for you.

Chugging the last of your tea you glance around the lounge. For any sight of the other members or anyone else that could possibly listen in on your conversation. Apart from you 3 there were only 4 other people, but they were across the room.

“I have.” You stated matter of factly, leaning back arms crossed over your chest. “But I think I need to understand a few things first before I make it final.”

You frown, down at your empty tea on the coffee table in front of you. You know they want to know exactly what was going through your mind, but you couldn’t explain it. Too much was whirling around, but also nothing at all. You need to know more.

“Are you guys done for today?” You ask, still refusing to look at them.

They share a quizzical look before Yoongi responds. “Yea, we finished early today.” You nod.

Noises from the hall indicate people are heading to the lounge. You don’t bother looking up when they enter, you know who they are. You abruptly stand, spooking both men next to you.

“Jimin!” You call out looking at your soulmate. “Do you want to go to that cafe we talked about last time? If you’re free.”

Your soulmate perks up, noticing you. “Yes! I’m free!”

“But hyung you said you’d go with me to-” Jungkook starts, but Jimin nudges him in the rib cage silencing him.

“Let’s go!” He sings walking over to you.

You smile at him before grabbing your stuff, waving over your shoulder to the dumbstruck boys you left on the couch. You walk out of the building with Jimin by your side.

The cafe you were heading to was only a couple blocks away, so you both opted to walk there. Once there, you both order drinks and a bakery good. Then head up to the second story of the shop to enjoy yourselves on the veranda.

You had been talking for a while now, both on your second mugs of coffee and tea. You don’t know how to bring it up. Friends or not you have to just ask.

“How was the party after the festival?” You ask, sipping on your tea. Trying to calm your nerves.

“It was good.” He replied sheepishly. Spooning another piece of sponge cake into his mouth.

“Tae told me, you left with someone?” You push, keeping your voice steady and as light as possible.

He places his spoon down on his plate and runs his hand through his hair, leaning back in his chair.

“Yea, I did.” He won’t make eye contact with you.

“Jimin, you’re allowed to live a little.” You force a chuckle, placing your drink back down. “We are friends aren’t we?”

“No, I know. It’s just-” He starts. Finally he looks at you, shame written on his face. You’re trying to force your body to relax. Hands wanting to ball into fists. Feet ready to run. But you hold your ground against your instincts and fake a soft smile.

“I did go with this girl, back to her hotel room.” He tries again, still the look of shame lingers in his eyes. “Everything was going great-....but - I couldn’t. I felt like I was hit with this nauseating feeling, like I was suffocating so I left.”

Now it was your turn to be dumbfounded. He must have noticed your confusion.

“One minute clothes were coming off and I was kissing her, then all I could hear was this deafening beat, and this feeling of..you know when you drink too much, but you’re still drinking more? Kind of like that. And I swear I could see spotlights when I closed my eyes. And then I was back in the room again with her, but when I touched her again….it felt like I couldn’t breathe, almost like I was drowning. I panicked and went back to the dorm.”

What kind of sick punishment was this? He only felt your bond when he was with someone else? Now you really wanted to laugh. You were passed crying, tears didn’t make you feel better. That explains why you hadn’t been in any pain since that night. Jimin was too shaken up about it to talk to anyone, therefore his usual retorts about having a soulmate remained in his thoughts only.

Your twinflame and Yoongi are right. You feel so close to being dead inside, you have to make a decision.

But what they didn’t know was that you already had.

Weeks ago you made your decision, when there wasn’t any pain. Being accustomed to the cold void you found yourself in. You had been able to think clearly, but you knew you couldn’t tell them. Not yet.

“Answer me honestly then,” You stare into his eyes, set in your choice, no matter his answer. “If you knew who your soulmate is, would you feel any different?”

There was a long pause, as he stared back at you. His face blank as he thought over your question.

“The stubborn part of me wants to say ‘no’, but to tell you the truth, I really don’t know.” He finally answers. “I guess I have a lot of issues trusting people. Even if they are my soulmate, I don’t think I could just instantly trust them.”

“It’s understandable if it makes you uncomfortable.” You reassure him.

“It’s not just being uncomfortable. I've had multiple friends, idol friends that have been used by their soulmates selfishness. I’m constantly worried about Jin and Namjoon and don’t even get me started on Tae, he was so eager to find his and now he has and he does look happy. But I’ve seen how selfish a soulmate can be, I’ve lost friends because of them. They aren’t themselves anymore, it's like they get completely lost until they’re just a shell of who they are.”

“It’s understandable to have fears.” You soothe. “Our past experiences shape us, they affect decisions we make now.”

He stares at you even more intently now, looking like he wants to say something else, you wait.

“I overheard Tae and Yoongi-hyung talking, your soul mirror is sick?” Well… that wasn’t what you were expecting.

“I guess you could say that, yeah.” You reach for your tea, nodding and taking a sip.

“Are you scared?” Jimin whispers. Definitely not where you thought this conversation was going to go.

“Not anymore.” You replied honestly. “The damage is done and there's nothing I can do about it.”

“If you could talk to your soulmate what would you say?” Jimin becomes highly focused on your next words. As if he is looking for his own answer.

“I’d probably ask them to reject our bond.” Looking down at your finger tapping on your mug. “Living everyday in pain is terrible. It’s better to rip it away than to watch it slowly being pulled apart.

“.....you wouldn’t do it yourself?”

Your breath comes out a little shakily, but you know what it is that you're subtly implying to him. It’s time to make that decision, and not just think about it.

“No. I believe people should be able to choose.” You look at him again. Unfaltering, steady. You’re ready. “To find their own version of happiness.”

You reach into your jacket pocket to reach something you have been carrying around since you made your decision weeks ago. At this point it was taunting you every time you remembered it was there. Leaning across the table you slide a business card from the clinic to him, the same clinic with the soul reader… the soul reader that just so happens to also be a Kosmos weaver.

“And that includes you Jimin. You need to do what will make you happy.” Decision made. “No one can force you into a bond you don’t want. Whatever you decide to do, I’ll support you. Because it’s your choice.”

Cry About It Later || Don’t Tell Me What You See

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Update for DTMWYS

So I'll be updating the second to last chapter of 'Dont Tell Me What You See', this weekend. And I can't believe were already here!!

I made a spotify playlist for anyone that wants to understand the vibes I was feeling in each chapter. These are the ones that moved this story: Yellow Balloon.

As well, I do need to warn you. The ending....

I will be posting 3, in no particular order. One is the OG/real ending the other two are ones that developed along the way and I couldn't help but write.

I wont be saying which ending is the right one. It's up to you to decide which ending you want!

« They break even more » ME TOO BTCH IM BREAKING TOO THATS SO SAD WTF also Finally warm ? IS IT NEARLY THE END ? IS SHE GONNA DIE OMG CANT WAIIIIIIT

AAAHHH. I love these reactions. I'm dying.

Yes, we are reaching the end! I honestly can't believe it!!!

Finally warm is the second to last chapter. Keep a look out for updates on the ending....we're going to be doing things a little different.

Plus, I will be releasing Jimin POV chapter!

NOT Gonna Happen

Warnings: Swearing? One bad word near the end.

Premise: Fight or Flight. Meet BTS or run away from BTS?

“Uh guys…. She’s rolling away.” Yoongi points to you and your attempt to escape the room. Hands grab your ankles to halt your getaway. “I hate all of you.” You groan up at Yeonjun, who still had hold of you. You give up, letting out a deep sight, wishing the ground would open from under you.

Ft. TXT

Authors notes: My honest to all the kpop gods, reaction to meeting these boys. YEET!

This is also a response to people constantly asking me, what would you do if you met BTS?

ALSO this is heavily un-edited. I'm really tired and I'm trying to write 3.5 stories at once! Wooooh, wish me luck!

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Today marks your 8th week working at BigHit, currently working with TxT on their new album and the chaos that always followed them. Walking down a hallway with one of the backup dancers you had become quick friends with, you felt at home in this monumental building. You are comfortable here, everyone making you feel at home.

“Pleasssssse” Sung-ho begs again. Hands on your shoulders, shaking you gently as he walks behind you. “You have to come.”

“I really don’t think that’s a good idea.” You whine back, swinging your staff badge back and forth on your neck. “You know I don’t want to meet them.

He tugs on your shoulders lightly forcing you to halt. Jumping in front of you, palms pressed together, eyes closed he starts begging.

“You promised you would come to one practice. Just this one. Please Please Please-”

Huffing in frustration, you screw up your nose. He silently waits for you to give in, as he knows you will eventually.

“Just this one.” You finally give in.

“Yaaay!” He cheers, jumping to your side.

In all the comotion you don’t notice the footsteps approaching you two from down a connecting hallway. Shrugging your friend off, you’re about to round the corner when you hear it. Instantly freezing.

“I think it’ll be safer to go over the choreo with the dancer one more time.”

“I agree, the timing still seems a little off. We should take a look at the schedules.”

“Sung-ho!”

Your friend smiles and turns to the voice that called him, turning his back to you.

“Hello, Taehyung. Jimin. Hoseok.” Sung-ho greets cheerfully.

“Do you have time to come with us to discuss the schedules for practice?” Jimin asks politely.

“Of course, I was just on my way to grab a snack with -” He starts to explain, turning to where you once stood. Hand hanging in the air, he’s dumbfounded.

“With-?” Hoseok questions.

“Apparently myself.” He turns back to the boys. How had you disappeared so quickly and to where?

He chuckled awkwardly at the idols, cursing you for putting him in this embarrassing situation.

They mirror back his awkward laugh, excusing themselves as they continue on down the hallway.

Your friend stands there for almost two full minutes, trying to figure out what in the hell just happened. He hears a rattle coming from the small storage room near him.

The door swings open.

“You did not just-“ He’s wheezing, trying to catch his breath.

“Don’t talk to me” You walk out of the storage room, in reality it’s more of a tiny linen closet. Upon hearing the idols voices, In sheer blind panic, you threw yourself into the closet and shut the door behind you.

Walking past your still wheezing friend, you push him playfully before continuing on towards the lounge. His loud cackles bouncing around you all the way there.

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You are sitting in a waiting room with TXT. You’ve made yourself comfortable on one of the couches facing away from the door across the large room, angled towards the wall full over mirrors for makeup and hair. Scrolling through your phone, while Kai and Taehyun talk about something animatedly behind you. You can see them every once in a while, flailing their arms, mimicking wild gestures.

You three had chosen to stay back while the other three needed to ‘stretch’ their legs and find something to drink. So when the door opens you don’t look up, expecting it to be the missing members. Your body lurches forward at the reflection in the mirror, panic spreading.

“Hyung!” Kai exclaims excitedly, bounding over to the 2 members of BTS that have entered the room. “What are you doing here?”

“Hello, we were looking for Jungkook. Have you seen him?” Namjoon asks, looking around the room.

“No, he hasn’t been through here.” Taehyun chirps next to his bandmate.

“Ok, I’ll try calling him again. '' Jin responds, pulling out his phone from his back pocket.

“What are you guys doing here?” Namjoon questions the younger idols.

“Oh, we are working on a concept for one of the singles off our album. Our producer -” Kai motions to the couch that you were on. Now being completely empty. Your slouching form gone, the room appeared empty as well. “Who apparently is gone now, was here helping us.”

Jin and Namjoon shared a skeptical glance at each other. Kai rubs the back of his head as he looks at his beandmember, giving him a confused tilt to his head, to which he gets a shrug in response.

“That’s the newer producer right?” Jin questions.

“Uh yea, that’s her.” Taehyun confirms, still utterly confused by your houdini act.

“We’ve heard a lot of great things about her, from all over, but we still havent seen her.” Namjoon concluded by nodding his head, in thought.

“Oh, I’m sure you’ll meet her soon. It’s bound to happen.” Kai reassures.

The duos bid each other goodbye, BTS leaving the room and TXT walking back towards the empty couch.

“How did she-where did she-?” Unable to fully ask his question, Taehyun looks around the room again.

Kai rounds the side of the couch, noticing a hood under the coffee table.

“Noona?” He tries to hide his laugh but fails miserably.

You lift your head from the floor, removing your hood, peering up from underneath the coffee table at the younger. You glare at him, crawling out as he falls back onto his butt laughing, Taehyun joining him on the floor. Both now convulsing with uncontrollable laughter.

Flopping angrily back onto the couch in your previous position, you ignore their incessant chattering and laughing. Recounting you hiding again and again. Even when the other members returned and they explained everything that happened while they were gone, you chose to angrily scroll on your phone until their pestering and teasing died down.

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Pacing back and forth in a secluded lounge area, you waited with all of the members of txt. You were waiting to hear back from the execs about your concept ideas. The boys had worked extremely hard to come up with a fully thought out concept, you had backed their ideas the whole way as they presented them to the higher staff. Now you waited, anxiously.

Drumming your hands together while pacing you chewed on your bottom lip nervously. Each member stationed on the couch, lounger ottoman, facing you. Legs bouncing in anticipation, knuckles cracking you stopped in front of the large window, facing them, the outside world behind you.

“Look guys, regardless of what happens you did amazing.” You smile at them. “And I’m unbelievably proud of you. All of you.”

Breaking them out of their stoppers, they look up at your faces glowing, pride swelling in their chests.

“Soobin-ah?” A deep voice calls from somewhere unknown, and you freeze.

The members of TXT jump up from their seats, whirling around in time to see all the members of bts walking around the balcony area over to them.

“Taehyung-hyung,” Soobin greets politely. “How are you all doing today.?”

“Good, we just finished rehearsals.” Taehyung explains, once they were standing just on the other side of the couch to him. “Have you guys heard anything yet? We saw the concept art, we really liked it!”

“Nothing yet. We were actually just waiting. Noona was just trying to-” Soobin attempts to explain, motioning behind him to you. Seeing the skeptical looks on their faces, he turned his head to see nothing. You had completely vanished. With furniture and a structural wall surrounding you, there was no place you possibly could be hiding.

Confusion evident on his face as he looks over at Yeonjun. Eyes silently asking him where you had gone, the older only shook his head, eyes just as wide, he shrugged in response.

“Right, the elusive producer we keep hearing about but never seeing.” Yoongi responds comically. “Maybe she isn’t real? But a ghost!”

Spooking Jin and Hoseok alike, they give him an alarmed glare.

“No, we promise she’s real.” Soobin persuades, his voice coming out in almost a plea.

Trying to affirm your existence to their Hyungs, Gyu becomes overwhelmingly curious. He walks over to the spot you had been standing, a deep frown settled on his features.

He does a full 360, in an attempt to understand where you could have gone. Upon turning around he notices something. Stifling a laugh and breaking into a full blown smile, he subtly waves Kai over, when they make eye contact. Kai nonchalantly makes his way over to him, Gyu mumbles something to him and he looks in the direction that Gyu was nodding. Trying to hide his own laugh, the two youngest members stand snickering, waiting for the members of BTS to walk away before exposing you to the group.

Once the groups bid each other goodbye, they both break out into hysterical laughter.

“What guys?” Yeonjun jumps at the unexpected hollering. But neither boy can speak, too consumed by laughter they both point to the semi open window.

“She didn’t” Taehyun launches himself over the ottoman in front of him rushing to the window. Soobin and Yeonjun right behind him. The three of them look out to see your figure hopping down from the last branch of the tree outside.

With lightning speed and zero hesitation, you had climbed out of the already opened window on the second floor. Stepped from the ledge onto a tree that's long, thick branches were supporting itself against the building. Then walked to the center of the large tree and climbed your way down.

Mass hysteria broke out between the 5 members.

“That’s it. We have to make her meet them.” Soobin exclaims, wiping a tear that fell down his cheek.

“Guys, I think I have a plan.” Yeonjun smirks. So they all huddled around to listen.

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Today was supposed to be your day off. But upon receiving a text from Soobin, saying they needed you there urgently for their concept proposal, you raced straight there. So there you were standing in the hall talking to an exec in a black oversized pullover hoodie and workout leggings. Today was about comfort over professionalism, well it was supposed to be.

But when you had finished your pleasant chat with the exec, he started apologizing profusely about something he couldn’t say. Trying to hide his chuckle, his eyes dart over your shoulder. Before you could press him about his comments, you were spun around and hoisted off of your feet. Draped over a shoulder like a sack of potatoes. In alarm you manage to struggle enough to see your kidnapper, Yeonjun.

“What are you dooooooiiiinnnng?” You whine, struggling more.

He says nothing, but turns down the hallway to the dance practice rooms.

“Put me down shrek.” You quote. Wiggling even harder to escape the ironclad grip on you.

“There’s no point Noona, just accept it.” A sweet cheerful voice, butts in, shoes coming into view as you tilt your head up to look.

“Really Kai, they have you in on this too?” You slump in defeat. “Fine, but don’t you dare fart.”

Your capture lets out a chuckle before entering the dance room. The other three members you can kind of see. Or at least their shoes. Your hood keeps flopping down and making it hard to tell.

“Guys seriously, why are you-” You begin as blood starts rushing to your head. Making you slightly dizzy.

“Hello Hyungs.” Yeonjun greets politely. Panic rising, you tilt your head to the side to look into the wall mirror, there you see all 7 members of BTS sitting on the floor, along with the other members of TXT standing around you. “This is Y/N-Noona, the real, not a ghost, producer.”

Realization hits you like a ton of bricks, as snickers and muffled laughs resonate behind you.

“Yeonjun…..” Your voice is a little shaky. “You did not just introduce me to BTS ass FIRST?!”

Everyone in the room breaks into rounds of full belly laughter as you are hoisted back over the shoulder, feet planted on the floor.

Turning shyly to the side, you make eye contact with each member of BTS. Your legs crumble beneath you, muttering ‘I could have lived my whole life without this’ angrily. You lay on the ground face down, hood over your head as more laughter ensues.

“You had to meet them at some point, even backwards!” Gyu exclaims between heaves of laughter, clutching his stomach .

Waving your hand blindly towards the members of TXT you bark “That’s it! We are no longer friends. Done, Forever, never again!”

Apologies begin to flow toward you but you ignore them. Eventually you ignore any comment that comes your way, still plastered to the floor, the 12 men begin to talk about other things. Completely unaware of you.

...Or so you thought….

“Uh guys…. She’s rolling away.” Yoongi points to you and your attempt to escape the room. Hands grab your ankles to halt your getaway.

“I hate all of you.” You groan up at Yeonjun, who still had hold of you. You give up, letting out a deep sight, wishing the ground would open from under you.

Awwwwwwweee 🥺🥺 thank you so much!

No ones bought me flowers in YEARS 😭

Have an amazing day!! 💜

I NEEEEED to say this, this is the Yoongi I pictured from DTMWYS.

I cant get over this.... he posted these this morning..