Don't Tell Me What You See || 15

Don't Tell Me What You See || 15

Finally Warm

Warnings: I’M SORRY.

Pairing: Jimin!BTS x reader

Author's notes: Are we ready?

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“I just have to take a phone call.” You call out to the guys in the dorm living room.

Namjoon nods at you as they begin to open up the boxes of pizza. It was movie night tonight at the dorms. You had planned tonight specifically, Tae was currently picking up Mi Young. While the rest of the members, except one, were hankering down for the 3rd movie of the night.

You quietly escape their dorm apartment, shutting the door silently behind you.

“Hello?” You answer your phone, beginning to make your way up to the rooftop veranda.

“I can’t believe I’m doing this.” Jimin replies from the other end of the line.

“So you made it there ok?” You smile sadly.

“Yea, thankfully no one recognizes me.” He replies excitedly. “The Kosmos weaver says it should take about 45 minutes or so from start to finish.”

“You sound excited.” You comment. You open the door to the roof, using your shoulder.

“I am! I feel like I’m going to be free for the first time since getting my mark.” He sighs.

“I really am happy for you Jimin.” Your smile never falters.

‘We’ll both be free’ You think to yourself. You would make it through this. You promised Tae, Yoongi …. And yourself.

“They just called my name! I got to go.” He chirps. “But y/n, thank you. Your support in this means so much to me. I’m really glad we met.”

“I’ll always support you Jimin, you deserve to be happy.” Nothing could be more true than those words spoken.

“I’ll see you after this ok?” He asks.

“Yea.” You breathe deeply. “I’ll see you after.”

You hang up the phone and put it into the back pocket of your jeans, after placing it on silent. Leaning on the glass barrier that surrounds the veranda, your gaze falls on the sunset. If this was going to be the last sunset you were going to see, then you are going to enjoy it. Every last second of it.

Eventually you begin to feel a heat radiate from your right hip. Standing up, you lift your shirt slightly to see a crack along your skin, glowing golden. Another appears on your left arm, you smile to yourself. At Least it’s warm. No more worrying about the dull, painfully cold ache that has wrapped itself around your body like a cocoon. This was different, there was a strange comfort in this lull you found yourself slipping into.

You smile to yourself, as more golden cracks appear on your flesh. You welcome the heat they brought to your body. You think about the boys in the dorm below you, you think of Yoongi and Tae specifically. All that you had gone through with them. All that you had put them through.

You can feel the cracks snaking across your entire being, including your soul mirror. You close your eyes and breathe deep. Finally you can fully relax. Opening your eyes, you see the golden glittering dust float around you, almost like it's dancing in the wind. More and more flutter through the air and looking down you realize, it’s all coming from you.

You feel the thread bond thinning. You feel like you can finally speak. Finally say the words that this madness has been forbidding you to say. Constricting you, freezing you from being able to voice these words.

“Jimin, I’m your soulmate.”

The gold dust shoots higher into the air, reflecting the colours of the sunset before you. You extend your hand into the air above you, watching the cracks bursting with light forming on your limb. You can see gold swim in your iris’. All you feel is warmth, and weightlessness.

Then there is nothing but gold. You can no longer see anything but gold. You smile to yourself once again, before you feel your body fall.

You feel nothing as you hit the veranda.

Dont Tell Me What You See || ENDS??

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Don't Tell Me What You See || 14

Don't Tell Me What You See

Warnings: ANGST

Pairing: Jimin!BTS x reader

Author's notes: My heart breaks for Tae writing this. But it's time for everything to be out in the open.

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Passing out at work was not really in your plans for today... Especially not in front of your twinflame. Unfortunately for you, any secrets you had kept quiet from this man, had blown up in your face and you had to deal with his fury.

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You are chatting cheerfully to Taehyung as you make your way back from lunch. Jimin, Namjoon and Hoseok are working in Namjoons studio, and all agreed to meet back there after eating.

The studio door is open ajar, so you can hear the boys inside. Reaching for the handle you freeze, when you hear Namjoon ask.

“Are you seriously thinking of rejecting your soulmate?”

“Why is that so hard to believe?” Jimin’s voice echoes through you, you can’t look at your twinflame. You can feel him drilling holes into you with his stare. However, his gaze isn’t what terrifies you, or even Jimins words. It’s the oh so familiar frozen tar like hands reaching up to your abdomen.

“I don’t know, but are you sure?” Namjoon responds, clear exhaustion in his voice. “Like really sure? Like you’ve really thought about this?”

“Yes, Hyung. I’ve really thought about this.” Jimin explains clearly exasperated. “I’ve always said this, I don’t want a soulmate. How many times do I have to say it to you guys before you listen to me. I don’t want a soulmate, I don’t want a soul bond. I don’t trust these ‘threads’, you talk about. I have never wanted one and I don’t now.”

You finally look at Taehyung. You can’t tell him you’re ok, because you’re not. You can feel your mirror cracks widening, letting in more cold, more ice, more chill. Looking him in the eyes, you see the fire, he’s beyond angry, but all you want to do is ask him for help. You realize your body is locked, you cannot physically move. Your blood is all but solid, your pulse begins to slow as your heart freezes over. And you can feel the suffocating tar in your lungs. Your breath comes out shallow and in a fog as it collides with the warm air of the hallway. The last thing you see is your twinflames paniked face as your eyes roll back.

Taehyung grabs you before you collide with the floor. Your skin is almost transparent, your lips gone blue and your eyes are lifeless. He’ll be pissed later, right now he needs to get you help.

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Slowly you begin to open your eyes, vision blurry you are blinded by a familiar glaringly white room of the soul reader clinic. You groan as you force yourself up on your elbows, trying to recall what happened. Taking in your surroundings you see and feel an extremely rage filled Taehyung staring at you from across the room, with what you can only describe as killing intent.

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Sitting silently in the passenger seat of Taehyungs was undoubtly torture in itself. You can visibly see him shake with infatuation. He had called Yoongi to meet at your apartment. He had refused to look at you or even speak to you, slamming the car door shut behind you.

Now you follow him up to your apartment. You sit on the couch and wait, he’s passing back and forth across the room, trying to hold himself back until at least his hyung arrives. Knocks resonate from your front door before he stomps his way over and lets Yoongi in.

They both make their way over to you.

“Are you going to tell him or am I?” Taehyung breathes sharply, still trying to hold himself back.

“Tell me what?” Yoongi eyes you waraily. He’s never seen Taehyung this irate before.

You don’t speak. You can’t find the words, you’re unsure of how much your twinflame knows, but from the emotions radiating off of him…..it’s a lot, if not everything. You stare at the floor.

“Did you think we wouldn’t find out?” Taehyung yells at the wall of your living room. You don’t jump, as Yoongi does. You can’t anymore, you’re too exhausted.

“Why didn’t you tell us, we could have helped you! We could have talked to him with you! We could have stopped this.” His deep voice booms around the room. “Why did you do this to yourself?! Why did you let this happen?!”

“You don’t know what it’s like!” You scream back, launching yourself from your seat. “You think I would choose this? Neither of you have any idea what it’s like.”

“So don’t look at me like that……” You stare viciously back at your soulmate.

“Just don’t look at me..” You are barely audible now.

It feels like eternity before anyone speaks.

“Do you want to know what I see?” Taehyung forces out calmly. You shake your head aggressively.

“Stop it Tae” You beg, a chill sweeping over you, as you try to hold yourself together.

“I see a strong, talented, independent, confident woman who is dedicated to her job, her friends and family. Who shows incredible loyalty to her beliefs and choices.” Taehyung begins, walking closer to you.

“Tae please”

“But you know what else I see?” He continues, ignoring your pleas. Now he’s right in front of you. “I see someone who would rather suffer than let someone else know they’re the cause. Someone who chooses other people over herself again and again. Someone who-“

“STOP. STOP IT!” Your voice is hoarse, throat itching with every word. “don’t….. DONT”

“Guys!” Yoongi finally speaks. “What is going on?”

“Y/N told Jimin to reject their bond.” Taehyung grumbles, he’s not backing down. Neither are you.

“You what?” Yoongi is taken by complete surprise.

“I did.” You state matter of factly.

“You could die!” Taehyung is at his wits end. His emotions are now getting the better of him. “Don’t you care?”

“You told me to make a decision.” You spit back bitterly “So I made one.”

“Not this, please.” Taehyung crumbles, legs giving out. Planting himself on one of your arm chairs, sobs wracking through his body.

Your mind calms when you see your twinflame break down. You look at Yoongi who has gone rigid. He’s staring at the floor, letting everything sink in. Understanding flashes on his face when he looks up at you. You let in a deep inhale then exhale. Hands relax from fists, you didn’t realize you were grasping. You slowly walk over to Taehyung, crouching down and placing a hand on his shoulder. He hesitantly looks up, gaze cast over your shoulder, tears still streaming down his face. You peer at the older again and you see tears cascading down his round cheeks as he looks at you two.

“I’ve been running since my brother died. Running away from facing Jimin and this soulmate bond.” You smooth his hair away from his face, Yoongi now crouching next to you on the floor. “I’m not running anymore Tae. Please trust me. Trust that I’m strong enough to live through this”

Reaching over you wipe the tears of Yoongi’s face, as he croaks. “Please don’t do this..”

Taehyung envelopes you both on the floor. Both men are now clinging to you. For the first time they notice. Just how cold your skin is, and they break even more.

About Time || Finally Warm

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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.

Are we ready?

CAUSE IM NOT

Don't Tell me What You See - masterlist

Premise: Y/N never wanted to find her soulmate. Her soulmate didn’t want to have one. What happens when they are forced to work together, despite the odds. What happens when Y/N is the only half of the soul bond that forms, and it’s too late for her soulmate to realize who she is.

Warnings: NOTHING. Just slight angst, so far...

Pairing: ??? BTS(idol) x reader(music producer)

Authors notes: Any guesses on who her soulmate could be?

TEASER

Hiding

Galaxies

Her Side

Face To Face

Truth Untold

Spoken

Or More

Closer

Lights

Muse

Ok

Cry About It Later

About Time

Don't Tell Me What You See

Finally Warm

this is the second to last chapter, so I won't be spoiling anything from here.

ENDS?

YES! ENDINGS ARE SO KSJFHFJAKA like you know how your characters think & a character driven story makes it a little bit harder bc you know various ways that they could react & you have to make the executive decision at the end of the day…

But 👀 im not oppsed to an open ended story. (But i also know that not a lot agree with open ended stories) buuut would it be a possibility to just have the alternate endings as an au of some sort? Because possibilities are endless & it would be cool to also kind of see all the possibilities laid out & that you had come up woth.

😌 anon

I'm either, going to release one ending and then eventually release the others. Kind of like canon.

OR

I'm going to do a pick your own adventure type of ending.

I'll probably ask a little later on for everyones opinion and then go from there!

Cause as of right now. I have written up to About Time and the others chapters after that are mapped out, but I still can't decide what I want to do. All plausible, all make sense, all fit.

Awwwwwwweee 🥺🥺 thank you so much!

No ones bought me flowers in YEARS 😭

Have an amazing day!! 💜