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˚✩ ⋆ luna’s minnie entry: a list that compiles the word prompt game regarding my comeback to tumblr and writing after a whole two months!

˚₊· ━━ WORD PROMPT

[ sacrifice ] for a muse to get hurt protecting another

[ yell ] for a muse to calm another down

[ trail ] for a muse watching another as they trace one of their scars, asking them about it

[ boop ] for a muse to boop another’s nose

[ bloody ] for a muse to come home with blood stains

[ tears ] for a muse to catch another crying

[ fix ] for a muse to treat another’s injury

[ tremble ] for a muse to tremble with anger while the other trembles with fear

[ attention ] for a muse to touch another as a way of getting their attention

[ sleepy ] for a muse to slowly fall asleep on another

[ nap ] for a muse to fall asleep on another

[ seek ] for a muse to seek another for comfort

[ scream ] for a muse to hear another scream and run to them

“Daddies not oppas, baby”

“Because only you can call me daddy”

“Shh its okay angel, daddy’s just passing you to Sejin Samchon so we can go from the plane to our car princess” Hobi hushed as he felt his little love start to stir from her comfortable sleep in his arms.

Safe to say she had been in her precious dada hobi’s arms for the better part of 6 hours of the flight from LA to Korea having accompanied the her daddies on their Permission to Dance tour in LA.

Not that Hobi was complaining, unlike her other daddies who all complained about him hogging her during the duration of the flight, but none of them had the heart to wake their little up from your much needed sleep on the red-eye despite their selfish wants to cuddle and hold her.

Infact, Daddy Joonie had been close to stealing her from Hobi’s arms but Jinnie Appa had interjected fearing the clumsiest of daddies would manhandle her and wake the baby in the process.

So in her half sleepy state, she was transferred into the familiar arms of Sejin Samchon who often acted as a babysitter or even supplement caregiver to the little, even if she already had 7 other daddies. Before leaving, Jungkook pecked her quietly on the forehead with a soft “See you later darling” and Jimin brought her baby blanket over her head to cover her privacy as they prepared to leave the comfort of their private plane and down to the airport lobby to their cars.

It was a ritual, whenever they landed, baby would always go with Sejin and go into their car first and the boys would follow precisely 15 minutes after to avoid suspicion and to greet fans (as well as invasive paparazzis) before leaving the airport. As caregivers the boys would never subject their angel to that kind of risk so it was better that she left first and they would have a peace of mind knowing she was safe in her custom carseat (courtesy of Yoongi daddy himself) while walking out of the chaos that is the airport.

So Sejin and baby left the plane, going down the stairs and through immigrations smoothly. By the time they were preparing to face the arrivals section of the airport, she was fully awake having been jostled and woken by the bright lights and all the walking despite Sejin trying to keep things calm.

“Angel, we’re going to go out to see all the flashy flashes and dadas’ fans, do you remember what game we have to play now?” Sejin whispered in her ear while 4 other bodyguards stood around her prepared to leave at Sejin’s word.

“Invisible cloak game Sejin Samchon, like all the harry potter movies Jinnie Appa and Kookie dada likes!!” She bounced enthusiastically in his arms

“That’s right smart girl, so we have to cover you with your blanket and you have to hold on tight to Sejin okay?” He clarified in his best baby voice cooing at her enthusiasm

“Okayy!! And then we see daddies in the car” she replied

Littles weren’t unheard of for the most part and in this age, littles were considered luxuries which only the rich could afford often bestowed or gifted from the ultra-wealthy as a sign of recognition. So it came as no surprise that BTS, being the worldwide group they were, were given a little from the Korean Government as a reward for their cultural contributions and ARMY was well aware of the fact that they had a little.

However, even if the boys shared important details with ARMY, they were strict on their stance on letting their little enjoy life without the pressure of public interference or interest even if it was their fans so everything about their precious little aside from her gender and existence was not public record.

Paranoid as they had been, Namjoon and Yoongi had even gone out of their way to threaten any news outlet that if they published or even mentioned anything about their baby that was not priorly approved by the group they would cut all associations and push sponsors to pull out from supporting them. And being smart, most news outlets seemed to follow suit.

Except for that one instance where a picture of her playing on a playground was published on some trashy tabloid and you could be sure that they boys gave them all hell for that. First they stopped appearing at any events associated with the news outlet, pushing affiliated media to drop them. Then Yoongi convinced Samsung to pull out sponsorships, Tae convinced LVMH to stop buying ads in the paper, and otherwise would end their brand deal himself. Needless to say, within less than 3 days, the tabloid retracted their story and filled for bankruptcy a day later.

As their baby and Sejin left the lobby into arrivals, she gripped his cotton t-shirt hearing all the loud screams and snaps. From variations of questions to adorations, baby was starting to fuss. But she kept hearing so many different voices say something along the lines of “I love you, oppa Jin” or “saranghae Yoongi oppa”, essentially calling all her daddies something with the variation of oppa. Having been around her daddies a lot, she often noticed that most people around them called them sunbaenim or hyung but never oppa. So once Sejin and the four bodyguards navigated them into the car and Sejin pulled the blanket off, she asked Sejin

“Sejin Samchon, why do daddies’ fans call them oppa” she mused

“That’s a good question… Hmm let me think” He tried to think of an appropriate answer so he went with “Because daddies fans love them a lot”

So being in her 2-year old headspace she asked “Do daddies also love fans?”

“The most sweetie, right after you”

That’s how it started.

In the following week, the boys would start to wrap their heads around as to why their baby was starting to call them oppa this and oppa that.

The look on Jinnie’s face the first time she called him oppa would have been enough to make a grown man cry.

-flashback-

After arriving home from the airport, Jin tried to unlock their baby from her carseat and encourage her to make the short walk from the car to the main door of the house but then the heartbreaking scene happened when baby looked at her Jinnie appa and say “Jinnie oppa, uppies please”

Listen, Jin tried to laugh it off but his daddy instincts were weeping, his mind was wondering if his little angel had outgrown him or if they had passed the daddy stage with her now but trying not to overreact like all the parenting books taught him, he laughed it off in classic jin style. Inserting a window wiper laugh and saying “baby are you sure you mean oppa instead of appa??” As he lifted her into his strong hold.

“Nu uh oppa, not appa” she resolutely shook her head

“But daddy likes being called appa not oppa sweetheart, why don’t you call me appa?”

“Because I love you” and then he melted, her strong dada melted because his baby loved him so he let it slide and thought maybe this would be a phase.

-present time-

But it wasn’t a phase, a week had gone by and she was still calling everyone oppa, which broke her daddies heart as they tried to get her to switch back to appa but she was resolute. Always firmly saying she loved her dadas after being questioned about it

“Minnie oppa can we play just dance”

“Nuh uh babes, what am I first? Am I dada or oppa”

“Oppa!!”

“Princess, dada wants you to call me dada, is that okay” Jimin asked as he crouched down to her level pointing at himself

“But I love you oppa” she replied

“I know you love me and your other daddies, daddies love you the most too but we’re your daddies not oppas angel. Is there something you want to tell daddies?” Jimin questioned pulling her into him so she could sit on his thigh while he was squatting down to his level.

“But why do I call have to call you dada when other people who love you loads call you oppa? Does daddy not think I love you?” She looked up at her minnie dada with glistening eyes ready to cry

“Who’s other people baby?”

“Flashy flash people and fans dada”

And then it clicked to him “Oh? My love” he laughed relieved that his precious baby was still his and he was still her dada “those fans can call dada oppa because they cannot call us daddy”

“Why dada?”

“Because only you can call us that silly” he said kissing her cheek leaving a shiny sheen of his lipbalm “so that’s your special name for us and we know that you love us the most okay darling?

“Okay dada Minnie” she said fiddling with his rings on his fingers. “Does anyone else call you daddies or just me”

“Just, you princess. Only you” he confirmed kissing her all over her face

Not far away was Jungkook who yelled out “I’m sure dada minnie has called namjoon daddy sometimes in bed”

“Yahh kook, not in front of her, I’m going to kill you”

“I will orbit around you”

Author’s note: while i did want to try write these oneshots/stories without an mc name, I decided that I prefer to write with naming my characters. So introducing Lila.

I choose Lila because it’s derived from lilac which as we all know is purple. So borahae BTS and here is to my favourite guys.

Also this fic engages with littlespace and caregivers. Please familiarizr yourself with the concept before commenting.

Soft purple lights flitted around the nursery to draw out an elaborate galaxy, as Lila slept soundly with a bunny tucked under arm. Space and the galaxy was one of Lila’s newfound interests since Namjoon and Jungkook took her to the plantetarium to see the pretty planets and stars.

—planetarium—

While the trip had been kept very lowkey with both caregivers downing many layers of clothing from jackets to masks to hats and sunglasses indoors, the heat of their outfits inside the poorly air conditioned planetarium was worth it when seeing their angel smile and bounce around the place in excitement.

There she recited all the planets (in order of course) as her daddy Joonie taught her with her special love for pluto or 13430.

As she sat in the planetarium in between her two daddies immersed in the 4D film about planets and the galaxy, she wondered about something and asked:

“Daddy why is pluto not a planet” she looked up at her daddy Joonie as they looked up at the display screen upon hearing the narrator say that pluto was no longer considered a planet.

He always had all the answers in that smart head of his and Lila had always loved that one of her daddies would be answer all her whys and hows.

“Well Lila, because Pluto is too small to be considered a planet, so it’s a star, like my little stargirl” he explained copying her sentence structure to help her understand.

“But if being little makes me a star then does that mean kookie dada and daddy Joonie are big planets like Jupiter and Saturn?” She questioned suddenly no longer interested in the big screen.

“Yes my smart girl, daddies are the planets but you’re not just any little star, you’re a special star. The one we all orbit. Do you remember what that star is called?” Namjoon asked in his musing baby voice reserved for Lila.

“The sun daddy!! I’m the sun” giggled Lila as she pointed to herself excitedly because she knew the answer.

“Exactly sunshine, you are daddies sun and we’ll always orbit you because we love you.” Joon replied, taking her fingers and kissing each of them.

Satisfied with that answer, Lila refocused on the film, not knowing her daddies newfound focus on her. Namjoon smiled down as he glimpsed at Jungkook who listened to the entire interaction smiling as the caregivers tuned out the rest of the film and instead watched their star instead.

—present—

After that, Jungkook had obsessed himself with finding a galaxy nightlight to commemorate the trip but after multiple amazon orders and shopping trips, he (but mostly the other daddies) decided that none of those lights were good enough for their darling.

Some of them looked more like strobe lights which made it difficult for Lila to fall asleep and instead excited her too close to bedtime, making Jin work overtime to get her to sleep and Namjoon to exhaust his bedtime story supply. Others were fine but Tae, the ever expensive daddy deigned them “cheap-looking” and not fitting with the soft and luxurious aesthetic of the nursery which he and Yoongi had designed so naturally they too had to go.

This was the problem with having so many caregivers, everyone had an input into what was best for Lila and they all had different tastes and aesthetics so safe to say it was difficult sometimes. But Jungkook understood and he gave in to Lila’s other daddies, and looked for more galaxy lights.

Eventually Jungkook was at his wits end and muttered that he’d “just make one myself” after throwing out what must have been the 30th galaxy light.

So make that’s exactly what he went and did. He contacted manufacturers, drew up original designs, made tweaks here and there just to make it perfect for his star.

At one point he even decided that the galaxy did not look good enough for his angel so he took matters into his own hands and sketched up his own version of a galaxy, mapping out each star and colour just for the lamp.

It was a surprise to all the other members how dedicated he was to making this happen, sparing every moment between recording, interviews and practice to sketch up new revisions or call manufacturers. Eventually, Yoongi wondered if this was something ARMYs would like as well so he proposed the idea to Jungkook, and he initially said no since this was his passion project for his babygirl but later decided that it wouldn’t be the worse idea to lower economies of scale and gift ARMYs with a special gift he created. So that’s how the artist collection came about. And how Lila now had a custom galaxy light.

She truly was their sun.

Don’t forget to comment. I’ll be taking in requests for ideas so I don’t mind writing up new stuff

until the last star falls

— summary: it was a love you knew would never make it out alive without sacrificing a part of your happiness to receive a greater happiness. but for them, you’d go to any extreme to have them again, and for you, they will always remind you each day that you are theirs and that nothing can tear you apart, not even until the last star falls.

— pairing: underworld lords!bts x shield!reader

— genre: fluff, angst / reincarnation!au / poly!au / gods!au

— word count: 44.4k

— warnings: minor character death, car accidents, mentions of harassment, reincarnation, unrequited love, implied love making

— prompt: “in lifetimes before or after, you are my first and last love/s”

➵ epilogue

The flames ignite the land of the Underworld, crackling and illuminating the battle scene where a lone warrior stands at an arena filled with the creatures of the dead.

Yet the warrior does not falter, sword in hand, not even a battle cry leaving its lips.

The animals do not go to the warrior one by one, it runs in a frenzy in a crowd at all sides, never taking a moment of hesitation. That was never a word in their dictionary, they were animals after all.

Yet at the same time, hesitation was also not a word the warrior knew.

The armor he wears causes a bit of discomfort, they can tell, as if it is a little too heavy, yet he shows no mercy as the sword cuts through each creature that comes his way. He isn’t just a fighter, he’s a dancer. His body swerves and dodges effortlessly, blade lashing through the air with the same dance. It is the first warrior they’ve seen who made no noise.

A silent killer.

The last creature dies with a harsh piercing of his sword puncturing right into its heart. He stands up, forcing his sword out of its body with blood dripping to its tip but the warrior pays no mind.

They watch him steadily, waiting until the moment the brave warrior final takes off the mask around his head and their eyes widen.

It isn’t a man. It’s a woman.

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until death

— summary: until death do you part, you are theirs and they are yours

— pairing: bts x reader

— genre: fluff, slight angst, demon!au

— word count: 4.4k

— warnings: none

— commission for @daisyjoons

“What’s that in your hand?”

“H-Huh?” 

“The flower,” Seokjin beckons at the rose he has in his hand, his tall figure and deadpanned eyes staring down at the man, it almost leaves him wanting to pee his pants right on the spot. “It’s not for the baker, now is it?”

Six more pairs of eyes stare directly down at him and yet he still has the audacity to say; “Yes, it’s..it’s for miss Y/N.”

“Ah.”

Suddenly the air in the little shop shifts and a sharp, cold breeze rushes through the room despite the fact that today should have been nothing but a pleasant breeze. Little ashes of smoke begin to appear from the thin air of the floors of the shop, sauntering around as customers sitting in their designated seats pick their feet up out of fear, their whispers of panic raising, and the man at the center of the demons’ wrath feels sharp ice crawling all over his body.

“It seems you want trouble,” Jungkook says as he takes a step forward, causing the man to step back, and so Jungkook keeps following along until he backs himself against the counter, trembling in sight while the rest of the people hold their breaths, too frightful to make a move in fear of being on the receiving end of the demons’ wrath.

“I-I don’t want trouble,” the poor man stutters.

Taehyung clicks his tongue in irritation while Jimin scoffs.

“Clearly you do,” Namjoon says. “You uttered her name. In the demon world, no one is allowed to utter someone’s name so carelessly. Only if they mean something to you and if the person has allowed you to utter their name.”

“I-I’m sorry sir, I-I didn’t know.”

“And giving roses,” Yoongi plucks the flower right out of his fingertips, “means an eternal love you are willing to spend the rest of your life with.” He burns the petty little thing right before the man’s eyes, all the while keeping his glare pointed right at him, causing the guy to visibly shallow a hard lump.

“Do you understand where you’re wrong?” Hoseok threatens, an arm propped up against Yoongi’s shoulder, hovering.

“I-I-” He looks like he’s about to piss his pants.

“Do you, understand?” So Hoseok reiterates, deeper, darker, graver. “Yes or no?”

“I..y-yes, yes—”

“What are you doing?”

A voice.

A sweet, sweet voice more precious and sweeter than the nectar the butterflies flock themselves onto, than any blood that can satisfy a vampire, than the sun that gives humans light and nutrients. A voice they love more than anything in this world.

Except the woman herself whom it belongs to.

They turn in an instant, ears perking up, head snapped, to find you standing before the door that leads to the backrooms, holding onto a tray of desserts they know you’ve made just for them, and their faces immediately soften.

The room brightens up, the shadows beginning to melt away into thin air in the same way they appeared, and Jimin is just about to rush up to you if it weren’t for your eyes suddenly shifting from them.

Your attention isn’t on them.

“You’re scaring the poor man!” You quickly say as you put your tray down onto the counter, rushing to untie the apron strings from behind, rushing in between them and the gentleman, an arm extending as you force Jungkook to back off. “Not just him but my customers!” You turn to address the guy. “Are you alright sir? I apologize for everything.”

He takes one glance behind you and instantly freezes up once more, quick to shake his head vehemently at the dark eyes staring straight into his soul — unbeknownst to you.

“I-I’m okay! I’m okay!” He blurts out before simply scurrying out the door before you can get another word in.

You stare at the scene, blinking at his sudden rush, before turning around to place your hands upon your hips, all the while the boys are quick to change up their expressions, acting as if they’ve been innocent all along.

“You just lost me a customer. Would you like to explain why you were interrogating the poor dude?” You start, brows furrowed, shoulders tense, chin slightly protruding and they know you’re trying to be all high and mighty but in their eyes, you just look like an upset bunny trying to fight seven wolves. “You really need to keep yourselves in check and stop summoning your shadows to show up out of nowhere, you know that scares people. How are my customers supposed to eat and drink and have a calm peaceful day if you just show up out of nowhere and deliberately make a scene?”

“M-miss Y/N, we’re fine but please—” An older woman tries to appease you, her approach timid as she holds her hands up, trying to calm you down in fear of the men in the room who’re the reason for your anger. “You don’t have to stand up for our sake.”

“We’re fine, you don’t have to do this.”

“I’d really love it if I didn’t have to witness our favorite baker in town—”

“What are you talking about, ma’am, they need a proper scolding,” you say otherwise, clearly unaware of the public’s concern for your life, being as you’re literally standing up against seven tall, masculine men who can literally bend the Earth and destroy this town with a flick of their wrist.

“Miss Y/N, please—”

“It’s alright, just go back to your coffee. I assure you I can handle this.”

“No please—”

You ignore their pleas to turn back around, that business smile fading the second you meet their eyes and they frown, hating the way you sounded kind to your customers and yet don’t bother to send them a smile.

“So then, what do you have to say for yourselves?”

“It’s not even that big of a—”

“Excuse me?” You cross your arms before your chest, looking up at them with a serious expression and they know they can’t not listen to whatever you say.

Only you can ever make them bend a knee.

“Sorry,” Jimin grumbles under his breath but you pretend you didn’t hear it.

“What was that?”

He sighs and steps forward, snaking an arm around your waist and pulling you in close, much to the audience’s dismay, and pepper kisses upon your cheeks. “You heard me darling, I said I was sorry.”

“Sorry. We’re sorry,” Jungkook joins in, a hand on your head as he presses a kiss to your temple.

You feel your heart lighting up, a smile waiting to creep up but you know not to give in just yet. “And to my customers?”

Namjoon crosses a hand over to his heart, giving the people a light bow. “We apologize for the inconvenience, dear customers of Y/N’s,” he says, and while they simply look back with mouths agape and widened pupils, frozen in their spots, he turns his head back your way, a cheeky little grin spread across his face as if asking for a compliment for doing the thing that you asked him to do.

You bite back a grin, seeing how obedient they are when it comes to you, but you know that if you let them see even the smallest bit of that, they'll disregard the people around them and simply coddle you to their heart’s content.

So you take Jimin’s hand and lead him into the backrooms, knowing the rest are quick to follow along, all the while leaving your customers blinking and rubbing their eyes, wondering if what they had just seen was right or if it had been simply a figment of their imaginations.

After all, everyone knows demons would never yield to a human that easily, much less care for them in the way they just treated you.

“Someone looks stressed.”

Once you’re finally left alone with your demons without any eyes kept on you, you let your guard down, smiling ruefully as you take a good look at the seven of them. Demons don’t live on sleep in the way humans need it, they get their energy elsewhere, but sometimes there are days you feel as if perhaps taking a nap will help them.

They look so tired.

“But that still doesn’t mean you can come around here and demand things out of my customers.”

Yoongi grunts, rolling his eyes at your words like a child hating to be scolded. “I get it, I get it,” he repeats exasperatedly when he walks over to place his head against your chest, letting you run your fingers through your hair to coddle him.

“But he was trying to give you roses,” Taehyung says as he clicks his tongue with irritation, that glare he has on is always enough to kill someone if he could, and for a good while you were scared of it yourself, but luckily you’ve gotten used to it. Taehyung would never hurt you after all.

And you know exactly what roses mean in the demon language. It was what they gave you when they confessed their undying love to you after all, a day you will never forget, a day they swept you off your feet and the very day you became forever theirs. You can never forget what those roses mean to them because to demons who’re almost incapable of feeling, much less love another, if a rose is given by them unto another, it is something one must never doubt.

“You do understand that roses aren’t as significant as they are to us humans, don’t you?” You remind them, a light chuckle leaving your lips when Taehyung drops his head onto your shoulder, asking for the same attention you’re giving to Yoongi. “I mean they mean a lot to me because they mean a lot to you but to humans in general, roses are just another sign of love.”

“Exactly, love. That’s a universal language and he was trying to steal you away from us.” You feel Hoseok’s arms slide around your waist from behind, lips pressing onto the nape of your neck.

“He didn’t know,” you try to excuse the action of the poor man who you didn’t even know was trying to confess to you just a few minutes prior.

But they’re having none of that.

“Who goes around professing their love to someone they don’t even know that well? Did he really believe a pretty girl like you would remain loveless by men all around her?”

You laugh awkwardly at Seokjin’s words. “What’re you trying to say by that?”

“He should know his place,” he says as he takes your chin from under his fingertips, bringing you forth to his face, “and that you, who is beloved by many, wouldn’t have already stolen the hearts of others around her. You attract after all, and just like those pretty little sweets you make every day before the town can even wake up, a simple glance at you can cause quite the addiction.”

“I..” You avert your eyes, cheeks heating because you know exactly what he’s trying to imply. “I don’t think I..”

“You don’t?” The eldest raises a brow as if daring you to further challenge his belief.

“W-well…” You stumble on your words before clearing your throat. “Sometimes too many sweets can be bad for you.”

“Well, luckily I have a sweet tooth.” A small little smirk curl along the corner of his lip, a low chuckle leaving him just as he leans in to capture your lips, leaving your heart to skip a thousand beats faster than its initial pounding.

He doesn’t kiss you for too long but even then, once he leaves you, you’re a blushing mess.

“Heart’s pounding rather fast,” Yoongi states, and you’re stumbling over your words once again.

“I..I-I wasn’t…”

“How long has it been? You’re still swooning over such a small thing?” Jungkook teases.

“It’s alright, I quite like it actually,” Seokjin says, his hand reaching up to tuck it behind your ear. “It’s quite refreshing seeing what we do still makes her react like this. You love us that much, huh darling?”

“If you’re here just to tease me, please just return to whatever it was you were doing before coming here.”

“Hey, don’t act like you don’t like it,” Namjoon pulls you back in when you try to run away to hide your embarrassment. They hold you in close, grips so steady you know there’s really no chance you’ll ever be able to escape.

Not that you want to.

And seeing those looks on their faces, you know they know that fact more than anyone else.

After all, these days can sometimes be rare; the days when they show up before you unexpectedly, most times without ever telling you beforehand. These days are the days you cherish the most, when you can be in their arms just like this, without ever feeling as if they would ever let you go.

Not until it’s time for them to leave. Not until they have to leave.

And it’s in those moments when they do have to leave do you feel the most lonely. When you have to stay behind, taking a moment to gather yourself, remember their holds and kisses, before returning to your baking with a customer smile on your face so no one knows just how lonely you are when your demons leave, knowing you can do nothing but wait until their next visit.

There are times when waiting takes days, weeks, and sometimes even a whole month and you’re always left wondering just where they are and where they’ve gone and what they’re doing.

But you know you’d never tell them just how lonely you really are when they’re gone.

After all, the times they visit are for the times of loving and holding one another. It isn’t a time to dwell on things that don’t matter, it isn’t a time to cry and wish and to hope. It’s a time to cherish what’s before you before they have to leave.

Only when they’re gone can you actually dwell on your loneliness.

“If something ever goes wrong or if you simply need us, you can call us anytime.”

You stare at the little bell shaped into a red rose one lonely night while standing under the stars in the middle of your garden.

It’s the garden of red roses they created for you, a garden that can never wilt no matter the seasons, time, or period. It dies only when the owner who received these flowers dies.

It will wilt only once you’ve wilted.

“Just how long will you continue to live, little ones?” You hold a hand out to feel the soft petals of the roses upon your fingertips, smiling at how pretty they are. Not even one petal is torn or hurt. They all look alive and well, alive and flourishing.

Jungkook says they reflect their owners’ age as you know that one day in the far future, these flowers will probably begin to look dainty and frail as well, and yet you don’t wish to ever see these flowers growing old with you.

Growing old means nearing death.

Growing old means wilting.

And then what will happen to the ones you’ll be leaving behind? The lifespan of a human does not last forever after all, and the more you think about it, the more you come to understand that they’ve got all the time in the world, hence they don’t ever look sad or griefed whenever they come to visit days or weeks or months later.

It is because to demons, the passing of time is simply but a second walking by.

Yet to you, every ticking second means a second closer to wilting away.

You let out a sigh, turning from the flowers to take a step forward towards your house when a harsh wind passes by, causing your shawl to fly off, and in an attempt to grab for it, you’ve forgotten about the bell you had in your hand, causing the little flower shape to fall from your hand and jingle as it hits the ground.

You gasp as you freeze in place because in just mere seconds, you know you aren’t alone anymore.

Seven presence right behind you.

Who would have thought it’d work this fast?

You quickly pick your bell up, eyes scanning forward at the shawl that flew off onto a rose bush, and rush forward to take it back because of how cold the night air has gotten.

“Well someone most certainly called us here on purpose, didn’t she?”

You turn back at Yoongi’s sarcastic comment once you’ve gotten your shawl to wrap it back onto yourself.

“Sorry! It was the wind,” you quickly say as you rush back to their side. “The bell was in my hand and when my shawl flew away, I forgot about it so when I went to reach for my shawl, the bell fell out and now here you are, summoned by the jingle.”

“So you’re not in immortal danger?”

At Seokjin’s question, you take a look around, wanting to laugh a bit at the situation. “Uh nope! Looks like I’m perfectly fine.”

“So you’ll only call us if you’re in immortal danger? How disappointing.” Jungkook lets out a heavy sigh, his lips pouting.

“What? You want me to call you if I miss you or something?”

“Yeah, why not?”

“Ha ha, very funny.” You place the bell securely into your pocket then tighten the shawl around your body. “Anyways, it’s pretty cold out here. You should get back to what you were doing. As you can see, I’m not hurt nor am I in any danger. In the meantime, I think it’s time for me to head to bed.”

You begin to walk off to your door again when Namjoon stops you.

“What were you doing out here?” He asks and you stop in your tracks, shrugging.

“Just thinking.”

“Thinking?”

“About immortality and stuff.”

“Immortality?” Jimin steps up to drape an arm around your shoulder in order to turn you back around to where they’re standing, at the same time helping you to keep warm against the night breeze. “What’s got you thinking about immortality, darling? Are you finally thinking about how to become one?”

“You know I like my human life.”

“Yeah, yeah,” he rolls his eyes. “Something about growing old is part of what makes human life so beautiful or whatever.”

“I don’t understand why death is beautiful to you,” Taehyung says.

“Well on the other hand, don’t you think immortality is somewhat of a curse?” You ask and they look upon themselves as if they’ve never given that idea a chance before.

“Why would it be a curse?”

“Well…” Your words trail off slowly and yet they wait for your explanation, eyes steady on you, ears open to whatever you have to say, and you play along with your fingers, nails digging into the skin a bit. “When I die…you’ll still have thousands of years left to live.” You avoid their eyes, staring down at the ground. “...Won’t you miss me?”

They grow silent.

Everything grows silent and you hear nothing but the little breeze that passes by ever so often, as well as the cicadas out in the night, singing their sweet songs, a melody mirroring the birds in the early morning.

“So you’re saying,” Hoseok begins, “that you’ll die before us.”

“It’s inevitable,” you say, looking up again. “Forty years may not mean a lot to you but forty years into the future means me getting old and gray and my health deteriorating. Humans are living and dying at the same time. I get closer to death with each passing day.”

“Don’t say that.”

“You know it’s true.” You watch as Jungkook turns to look at the flowers in the garden, his hand reaching out to touch one of them. “I’d never want to die and let you live through years of heartache. I’d never want to leave you behind in this world and no matter how happy we will be, death is something that is inevitable to come for me, you know that. Though I wouldn’t ever want you to follow along either. I don’t want to die together.”

“So you love your human life but you don’t want to die and leave us behind, but you also don’t want us to choose our own death in following you right behind, and you don’t wish to become an immortal.” Namjoon takes a step forward into your proximity, their expressions more grave than any other times you’ve ever seen them — except in those moments when you’re in immortal danger right before them. It frightens you a bit wondering what’s going on inside their heads, but what frightens you most is the inevitable future threatening to tear you apart.

“What is it that you want, Y/N?” Namjoon asks and you take a moment to think.

What is it that you want?

Why’re you thinking about immortality and death? Why was the wind listening to you when you were left to yourself in this garden? Why did it hear your silent plea in wishing to see them and therefore taking your fate into their hands and causing you to accidentally call for your demons?

Why does any of this even matter?

“I don’t know…” You look down at your feet, fingers unable to keep still, the vision before you blurring. “I-I don’t know,” you admit truthfully and when you look up again, their eyes widen at the sight of tears brimming along your waterline, waiting to fall down any second now. “I don’t want to live forever but I don’t…I don’t want to ever leave you behind and…and…I don’t know what I want. All I know is that…is that even though I enjoy this human life, I hate how different we are. I hate how different we think because to you, a day passing by means nothing. A week, a month, maybe even a year. A year without me is nothing to you. You can let time go by and it wouldn’t mean a thing because you get to live forever but to me…to me….I..”

You swallow the lump that wishes to cut your voice off, forcing the words out. “I hate waiting. I hate not knowing when it is you’ll be visiting again. I hate each day that passes, I hate it when you leave me, I hate being lonely and empty, I hate it when I have to wait. I hate it. I hate all of it.”

“Why didn’t you tell us?”

“I don’t know,” you cry, ignoring the tears that slip by when they close in on you. A few hiccups threaten to leave your voice behind but you continue talking through it all. “It’s just…I-I didn’t bring it up because I know you get busy and even if you aren’t so busy, I…I thought that, well, if the passing of time doesn’t affect you, why should it affect me?”

“You should have spoken up, my love.”

“You know if you asked for the world, we’d give it to you in a heartbeat, right? Why would you think we wouldn’t stop anything and everything if you just asked to be with us?”

“I don’t know,” you cry again, letting the last syllable drag out as more tears fall from your eyes and they’re quick to panic, realizing their reassuring words probably sounded more like them scolding you.

“It’s alright, it’s alright. You don’t have to cry anymore.”

“We know. We know now so it’ll be alright.”

“I’ll tell you what, become one of us.”

Your cry falls silent as only sniffles and small hiccups leave your lips when you hear those words. You blink up at Taehyung, slightly confused. “..What?”

“You heard him, become one of us.”

“I told you I don’t want to live forever.”

“You don’t have to live forever, darling.”

“I..I don’t?”

Yoongi shakes his head. “We can live together for as long as we want and when you get tired of life, when you get tired of immortality, just say the word and we’ll make it happen in a heartbeat.”

“...Really?”

“Of course.” Namjoon presses a kiss to your forehead just as you feel Taehyung’s hands wiping your tears away and Seokjin handing you a tissue he created from thin air. “Hoseok said, didn’t he? You could ask us for the world and we’d give it to you without question.”

“We’d burn the world if it means making you happy.”

“But what if I just want you and not the whole world?”

Soft smiles appear upon their faces, softening their features, whispering sincere affirmations of love.

“Oh darling, you already have us.”

“And you’ll have us even after death takes us all away.”

“But…I thought…” with the last remaining tears wiped away, you take a small little glance towards the rose bushes, eyes scattering off with confusion, “doesn’t immortality mean…forever? How would I..-How would we just…leave this world?”

“There is always an answer to everything,” you feel warmth seeping through the palm of Yoongi’s hand when he caresses your face, “and just like the stars that burn bright in the night, lasting for eons on end, they too have their beginning and ending and one day they will burn away as well.”

“Then, technically..you aren’t cursed with immortality?”

“Well technically, yes, but in theory, going against the ways of life means going against the laws of the world, which also means throwing things off balance, so it also means receiving death sentences for throwing off said balance.”

You take a moment to blink, trying to comprehend what Jungkook just said, before simply letting out an “Oh.”

They chuckle at your silence and you feel Jimin ruffle your hair. “Though of course we’d never let anyone touch you, not even the world. There are other ways to leave an immortal life but it’ll happen when we get there so don’t worry your little head off about how everything works.”

“You just have to trust us,” Seokjin agrees.

“You’ll trust us, won’t you?” Hoseok asks.

You take his hands in yours, eyes determined without a glint of hesitation. “I trust you with my life and until death do us part, it is yours to keep.”

Taehyung chuckles at the sentiment before repeating the vow you’ve just spoken. “Until death do us part.”

make it three | masterlist 

⨽ summary: everything made sense to you, until it didn't. you expected the name of your soulmate to appear on your shoulder the day you turned twenty one. and on the day of your twenty first birthday, that happened, but instead of one name, there were three.

⨽ pairing: vminkook x reader

⨽ genre: fluff , soulmate au , poly!au , slow burn (?)

⨽ status: ongoing [last updated: 15/04/23]

→ introduction 

→ chapter one

→ chapter two

→ chapter three

→ chapter four

→ chapter five

→ chapter six

→ chapter seven

→ chapter eight

→ chapter nine

→ chapter ten

more chapters possibly coming soon...

update on make it three!!

heyy, so after literally disappearing for months (sorry about that) it's safe to say i'm back and ready to start writing again! (for real this time)

and after mentally fighting myself i've decided to continue my ongoing series make it three and will post part 12 very soon! (i promise!!)

i may be accepting requests for the quote game again! it only depends on how i feel though lol.

but i'm so happy to say i'm writing again! :D

make it three | intro

⨽ summary: everything made sense to you, until it didn’t. you expected the name of your soulmate to appear on your shoulder the day you turned twenty-one. and on the day of your twenty-first birthday, that happened, but instead of one name, there were three.

⨽ pairing: vminkook x reader 

⨽ genre: fluff , soulmate au , slow burn (?)

⨽ warnings: none expect strong language

⨽ word count: 400+

⨽ a/n: my first series, let’s go~

You stood in front of your bathroom mirror and bit your lip as you slowly bought your hand up to your shoulder.

You were nervous, and you had every right to be. This would be the first time you'd see your soulmate's name, and anyone's name could be engraved into your skin.

Although your shoulder was covered, you knew the name had appeared. It appeared just after midnight, and the pain it brought instantly caused you to wake up from your slumber and clutch your shoulder in a failed attempt to soothe it.

You tightly closed your eyes as you rolled up the sleeve, slowly exposing the new mark on your shoulder.

"Three, two, one." You whispered before opening an eye to take a look.

The nervous expression on your face was quickly replaced by a shocked one as you stared at the mark, your mouth agape.

On your shoulder were three names. You had three people's names engraved on your shoulder instead of one.

"Dad!" You exclaimed before rushing out of the bathroom to ask your father to explain why you appeared to have three soulmates instead of one.

Everything they taught you in school about soulmates had made sense to you. But not once did they ever mention having multiple was a possibility.

"What's the problem, sweetie?" Your father asked, looking up from his book.

"Look!" You exclaimed, showing him your shoulder, and his eyes widened.

"Oh my! The name finally appeared! I'm so happy for you, y/n! Lemme see!" He happily exclaimed, getting up from the couch to see better. He gasped when he saw three names. "Three soulmates! That's so cool, sweetheart,

"How are you not freaking out?" You asked, looking at your shoulder with a frown.

"Why should we?"

"I have three soulmates, dad!"

"I know, sweetie. I can see that."

"Do you not see anything wrong with that?"

"No."

"Come on, dad! Please explain why I have three names on my arm instead of one?" You asked.

"Well, I can't really explain that. The universe has decided to give you three soulmates instead of one. So you're going to be part of a soulmate cluster! " He told you, taking your hands. "Soulmate clusters aren't common, but you'd be surprised how many people are part of one."

Your father sat you on the couch and tried his best to explain how soulmate clusters worked. Despite him going into as much detail as possible, you couldn't seem to process anything he was saying.

Just a couple of hours ago, everything about soulmates made sense to you. But now that you've checked your shoulder, it didn't.

All because the universe decided to give you three soulmates instead of one.

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make it three | one

⨽ summary: everything made sense to you, until it didn’t. you expected the name of your soulmate to appear on your shoulder the day you turned twenty one. and on the day of your twenty first birthday, that happened, but instead of one name, there were three.

⨽ pairing: vminkook x reader

⨽ genre: fluff , soulmate au , slow burn (?)

⨽ warnings: mentions of alcohol consumption, tipsy reader, strong language, and i think that's it?

⨽ word count: 2,5k

"I can't wait for this lecture to just end," You grumbled, staring at the clock on the wall.

Minus the twenty-minute break you received earlier, you had been in this lecture for three hours.

"Tell me about it." Yeonjun let out a sigh, sinking into his seat. "I'm lowkey regretting taking Crimonoly as one of my majors. I never knew Criminal Law would be so boring."

"I don't think the course is boring… I think it's the professor," you whispered.

"Alright, that's all for today, students. Please remember to submit your assignment by the end of next month. If you have any questions, don't be afraid to ask me," Your Professor said, and you let out a sigh of relief, muttering a soft finally. "See you all on Wednesday."

"I think it's the fact that we have this lecture on a Monday morning that makes this course so dreadful," your friend said, getting up from his seat, and you couldn't agree more.

"It's also because it's fucking three hours long." You mumbled, packing away your notebook. "I don't know how someone can speak in a monotone voice for three hours."

"If the man had more energy when he spoke, I'd probably be awake for most of his lectures," he chuckled. "When's your next lecture?"

"Uh, it looks like I have Ethics next, at four, so I have two hours of chilling around campus," you told him.

"Aw, I have Sociology, and it's an hour," he grumbled. "Gosh, I hate Mondays." You chuckled, throwing your arm over his shoulder, bringing him into a playful headlock.

"We still have time to chill," you said, ruffling his hair. "Do you wanna go to the cafeteria? I think Yuna is done with her Cinematography lecture."

"If you don't let go of me, I'm going to throw you off," he cursed.

You only kept him in the same position walking out of the hall with a cheeky grin. Yeonjun suddenly placed his arms around your waist, beginning to tickle your sides.

You exclaimed in shock before erupting in giggles. "Stop!" You whined, trying to free yourself from his hold.

"Did you remove me from your stupid headlock?" You couldn't answer. Not while he was tickling you.

"Stop! You're going to draw unnecessary attention!" your friend finally stopped, glaring at you.

"Be glad I don't want to be seen as someone who harrases girls." You stuck your tongue out at him before skipping to the cafeteria.\

"How was Cinematography?" You asked Yuna, your other best friend, and she shrugged.

"It was alright. I don't really have a problem with it." She said, causing Yeonjun to dramatically sigh.

"Imagine not having a problem with your morning lectures? Could never be us."

"I'm guessing Criminal Law is showing you guys flames?" She asked, and you hummed in response. "You willingly chose to study Criminology."

You sighed before turning to Yeonjun. "Junnie, please feed me," you sang, pointing to the plate of chips in his tray.

He playfully rolled his eyes, wrapping his arms around your shoulder before bringing your body close to his. "Here you go, you big baby," he said, stuffing a few chips into your mouth.

"Gosh, I feel like I'm third-wheeling," Yuna commented, looking at the two of you with a grossed-out expression. "I sometimes even forget that Yeonjun has his soulmate."

"What do you mean? y/n and I are soulmates! Not romantically, but platonically? One thousand per cent. I love this little shit with all my heart."

"Do you love me enough to leave Mingyu for me?" You playfully asked, and the male sent you a glare. "Know your place."

You and Yuna burst out laughing. "I think I should start helping you find your soulmates. If I don't… you'll eventually take me away from mine."

"Yeah, as if finding one is an easy task. Now I have to look for three," you muttered.

"Damn, sometimes I forget that you're supposed to be part of a soulmate cluster," Yuna whispered.

"I wish I could forget sometimes, but I can't. Not when I see my soulmates' initials on my shoulder daily," you whispered.

Soulmates.

Ever since your twenty-first, you dreaded the topic of soulmates. All excitement you could have possibly had of meeting your soulmate died the second you saw your shoulder.

And that was three years ago.

Finding your soulmates was a difficult task. The only thing that could help you find them was their names engraved on your shoulder. And because you had three soulmates, you had it three times harder. You had no idea where to start looking.

It's hard enough finding your soulmate when it's one person. And now you're supposed to look for three. It would've been easier if their names were written with their last, but no. The universe only gave you their first names.

"You know, if you put some effort into finding them, maybe you would've found one of them by now," Yeonjun suggested.

"And what effort do you think I'm supposed to put in when all I have is their names? I can't go and ask people for their names, and I definitely can't type them into a google search bar. For all I know, they could be commoners just like me."

"Maybe you should go out more. Like, meet new people? That's one way you can try to find them," Yuna suggested, and you groaned.

"And how do you think I'd meet people? You know my social skills are almost non-existent," you huffed, crossing your arms. "You two and Mingyu are the only friends I have!"

"How about this? Yeonjun and I will take you out tonight!" She said.

"Out?" You asked, raising a brow.

"Yeah! We'll take you out! Out to a place where you can easily meet new people!" Yeonjun.

"I should've known these two were taking me to a club," you grumbled as Yuna dragged you to the entrance. "Why did you have to choose a club?" You asked with a raised voice.

If you could barely hear your voice while being on the outside, you guessed it would be 5 times worse on the inside.

"Because you can easily and accidentally make physical contact with anyone here!" Yeonjun said. "Anyone could find their soulmate simply by bumping hands as you make it through the crowd."

"Now, that's enough talking. Let's go inside already!" Yuna said before taking your and Yeonjun's hands and dragging you inside.

"I hate you guys!" You shouted when you saw the number of people in the room. "You know I hate crowded places!"

You hated going to places like this. You couldn't stand being in a closed space smelling of alcohol and full of drunk people rubbing against each other. You cringed as you tried to squeeze your way through the crowd of people.

"There's Mingyu!" Yeonjun said when he saw his soulmate sitting at the bar. "Mingyu, my love!"

"Hey, guys," Mingyu greeted before embracing his boyfriend.

"How could you let them bring me here, Mingyu?" You whined, sitting on the barstool next to him.

"You should let them help you," Mingyu chuckled. "Though, I don't think a club was the greatest place to start… it's still a start!"

"Exactly. Live a little, y/n. How else do you think you'll find your soulmates when all you do is stay cooped up in your apartment. I swear you only leave your house for school and food," Yuna said.

"Anyway, we're going to leave you alone now," Yeonjun said, causing your eyes to widen.

"What do you mean?"

"We brought you here to socialise and meet new people, remember?" He asked.

"Look, if we stay here and keep talking to you, there's no way you're going to try and talk to anybody else," Yuna told you, placing a hand on your shoulder. "The whole point is for you to interact with new people, y/n. With us around, you're definitely not going to do that."

You looked at Mingyu with pleading eyes, hoping he'd offer to stay with you, but he just shrugged. "These two know you better than I do. Sorry, y/n."

"Don't worry too much, y/n! I'm sure you'll make a lot of new friends!" Yeonjun winked before grabbing his soulmate's hand and dragging him to the dance floor.

You watched as your friends disappeared into the crowd of dancing people with your mouth agape.

"You have a pretty interesting bunch of friends," the bartender said, and you huffed. "Tell me about it."

You quietly sat by yourself with a glass of pina colada in your hand as you watched the crowd jump and dance as they sang the lyrics to the song blasting through the speakers.

It seemed like everyone here was having a good time except you.

You had a few people come up to you for some small talk, but it didn't take time before they ended the conversation and danced away.

"You don't seem to be having much of a good time," a voice said, startling you.

The masked male quickly backed away from you, raising his hands in defence. "Sorry! I didn't mean to startle you!" He apologised with his voice raised now that he had put some distance between you two.

"It's okay!" You said, gesturing to the stool beside you. "You can sit next to me!"

"Can I?" He asked, and you nodded. "My name's Jimin! Park Jimin!"

"Jimin?" You asked as he sat next to you.

"Yeah. Jimin."

"Nice to meet you, Jimin. I'm y/n. _ y/n."

Although you didn't expect this conversation to last, it did.

You guys talked a lot, and the topic seemed to change every few minutes. Something about Jimin made you want to know more about him.

Throughout the entire time you two spoke, Jimin kept his mask up and beanie down, allowing you to only see his eyes.

As he talked about his recent visit to the beach, you took the time to notice how his entire appearance was mysterious. He was dressed in all black. His jacket? Black. His t-shirt? Black. His baggy jeans? Black. His boots? Black. Everything except his hair was black.

His hair was a dark blue, something you wouldn't have noticed if it weren't for the white lights coming from the bar.

"What do you do for a living?" He asked, resting his chin on the palm of his hand. "Are you a student, or are you working?"

"Oh, I'm still a student. I major in Criminology."

"Really? That's interesting. What made you decide to choose Criminology?"

"Uh, to be honest… I don't really know. Maybe it's because I grew up watching a lot of true crime. In the mind of serial killer kind of stuff," you hadn't really thought about it. "Anyway, what about you?"

"I, um, make music," he told you, and your eyes widened. "I guess you could say I dance too."

"Really?" You asked, and he hummed in response. "You make music?"

"Yeah. Uh… I make music with my friends."

"That's really cool! What genre?"

He brought his hand to scratch his nape as he shrugged. "We started as a hip-hop group, but now it's a bit of almost everything."

"Woah," you whispered. "Do you think I could listen to one of your guys' songs?" You asked.

"Actually, you've probably heard one of them playing in a store or something," your eyes widened again, and your mouth slightly fell open.

"I'm assuming you're famous? You could lie to me, and I'd believe you. I don't keep up with trending artists these days. But you could be right. There must be a reason you look like you're dressed as a spy unless that's your usual style? Oh my god, I'm sorry for rambling. I think the alcohol is getting to me. I need to stop drinking."

Jimin laughed at your behaviour. "Are you usually like this?"

You shook your head, pushing the glass away from you. "No, not at all. It's the alcohol. One hundred per cent." Jimin let out another laugh.

"Anyway, let me answer your questions. I guess you could say we're famous. And no, this isn't really my usual style. I just needed something dark for tonight."

"Ooh. That makes sense. Kind of? I don't know." Jimin couldn't help but chuckle.

In his eyes, you were funny and cute. Whoever was your soulmate must've been lucky.

"Have you found your soulmate?" He asked. The topic surrounding soulmates hadn't been brought up until now.

"Nope, that's the main reason why I'm here tonight. To meet some new people and maybe find my soulmate or one of my soulmates, to be exact."

"You're looking for your soulmate at a club?" You nodded.

"I'm not a club/party girl. My friends thought bringing me here would be a good idea. Apparently, it's the perfect place to meet new people."

"Are you supposed to be part of a cluster? You mentioned how you were looking for one of your soulmates." Jimin asked, and you nodded.

His eyes widened. "No way! Me too!"

"You're part of a cluster too!? Have you found any of your soulmates?" You asked, and he hummed.

"I've found three of the four. Still looking for our missing piece," Jimin sighed, and you couldn't help but sigh too.

"You're so lucky to have found some of them. I haven't found any of my soulmates."

"I'm only lucky because they're in my group. So I found out about their birthdays. The last one, however… I did say we're still trying to find them."

"That is really lucky. I-" Jimin raised his hand, signalling you to stop talking before pulling his phone out of his pocket and bringing it to his ear.

"Hey, love. Really? Okay, I'll leave now. I'm going to say bye to my friend first," his eyes glanced at you at the mention of a friend.

While Jimin talked on the phone, your eyes wandered around, hoping to spot one of your friends. It sounded like he was about to leave, and you didn't want to sit alone and talk to the bartender.

"Yeah, I made a friend. And yes, she seems nice. Really nice, actually. I'll talk to you at home. Love you, bye."

"Sorry about that. That was one of my soulmates. Looks like I need to go," Jimin apologised once he got off the phone.

You couldn't help but feel a little sad that your time with him was over. Something in you wanted to get to know him more. But he was apparently famous. So you weren't sure if he would even be able to?

"It's okay. I had fun talking to you!" You smiled.

"I had fun talking to you too, y/n. Uh, can I get your number before I leave? I'd love to talk to you again," Jimin asked, extending his hand with the phone.

You almost dropped his phone from the sudden shock in your body when your fingers brushed together.

"Oh my gosh," Jimin whispered, looking at his hand with wide eyes before looking at you. "I guess your friends were right. The club is the perfect place to look for your soulmate."

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make it three | two

⨽ summary: everything made sense to you, until it didn’t. you expected the name of your soulmate to appear on your shoulder the day you turned twenty one. and on the day of your twenty first birthday, that happened, but instead of one name, there were three.

⨽ pairing: vminkook x f!reader

⨽ genre: fluff , soulmate au , slow burn (?)

⨽ warnings: strong language, mentions of tipsy reader,

⨽ word count: 2,5k

"So, you actually met your soulmate last night?" Yuna asked, and you nodded.

"And even though he knew he was your soulmate, he still left?" Yeonjun asked, and you nodded again.

"Wow," Yuna muttered. 

"Well, at least he got her number," Yeonjun said, causing Yuna to scoff.

"Yeah, but has he tried contacting her? I mean, he could've sent here her a text as soon as he got home, but the guy didn't, and he still hasn't."

You let out a sigh and closed your eyes. "Maybe the guy's busy? Did I not tell you he said he was famous?"

"Famous? Maybe your soulmate doesn't want to contact you because he's embarrassed? He probably lied to you since he didn't expect to ever see you again?" Yeonjun suggested, but you shook your head in disagreement.

"We found out we were soulmates when he gave me his phone to put my number in. I don't think he would've asked for my number if he had lied."

"You know his name, right?" Yuna asked, and you rolled your eyes. "You remember it, right?"

"Of course, I know his name," you huffed. "And even if I forgot, I'd just need to look at my shoulder for some memory."

"Yeah, yeah. Anyway, if the guy told you he was famous, why don't you try to google him?" Yuna said, digging into her backpack to retrieve her phone.

You were sitting in a cafe, telling them everything that happened before your soulmate ditched— no, left you alone.

"I guess your friends were right. The club is the perfect place to look for your soulmate." 

"I guess they were," you muttered. You couldn't believe their idea of looking for your soulmate in a club wasn't so stupid after all.

"As much as I want to stay here and keep talking to you, especially now that I know you're my soulmate, I can't." 

You frowned. "What do you mean you can't?" 

He raised his phone and shook it, reminding you of the call he received earlier. "I really have to go. I promise I'll contact you. You made sure this is the right number, right?" You nodded, causing a smile to grow on his masked face.

"But Jimin-" 

"Great! I'll make sure to text you when I get the chance. Bye, y/n!"

"Jimin!" You exclaimed as you watched him disappear in the crowd of dancing people. 

Your mouth fell open in shock. 'Did Jimin really leave? Just like that?'

"Well, that's a first," the bartender said, causing you to glare at him. "Sorry."

"Found it! Now let's google this bitch. What did you say his name was again?" Yuna said, snapping you out of your thoughts. 

"Huh?"

"I asked for his name, sweetheart," your friend said. 

"Sorry. Jimin. His full name is Park Jimin," you told her, scratching your nape. 

"No way! He said he was Park Jimin? I wonder if he's talking about the Park Jimin since he claimed he was famous." 

'Claimed? Why was she making it seem like he actually lied to me and ran away?' 

"Don't say he claimed as if he actually lied." You muttered. 

This man was still your soulmate, whether he lied about being famous and who he was or not. But he could've been telling the truth... because the first name on your shoulder if you read going down, is Jimin.

"Do you know a famous Park Jimin?" Yeonjun asked, and Yuna hummed in response as she typed away on her phone. 

"The Jimin I know is from the rising boy group, BTS. y/n said her soulmate said he was famous, and he did say his name was Park Jimin. So it's kinda easy to guess who he says he is."

"Anyway, y/n. Are you sure the guy's name is Jimin? Did you check your arm?" Yuna asked, causing you to groan in annoyance. 

"Of couse I did, Yuna. Jimin is the first name on my shoulder."

"So y/n's soulmate could be some liar, or he could actually be famous," Yeonjun whispers. 

"Bingo, Yeonie," Yuna said.

"Ah, here he is. y/n, look at these. Does this guy look familiar? Other than on billboards and shit."

You took the phone from her hand, and Yeonjun shifted his chair closer to you, peeping over your shoulder to get a look.

"Holy shit, he's beautiful," he muttered, and you silently agreed. Yeonjun was right.

Even though you didn't see his face, you knew the man in the picture was also the man you met yesterday. You also knew that this Jimin was your soulmate.

You didn't need to see a picture of him in a mask to figure that out. Just by looking at his eyes, you could tell. In the photo, he was smiling so brightly that his eyes disappeared. And you remembered how his eyes did the same whenever he laughed yesterday. 

"He's my soulmate. I remember his eyes." You said, handing her the phone, and they both gasped.

"No fucking way," Yeonjun whispered while Yuna squealed, drawing attention to your table. 

"Will you shut up? People are looking at us."

"I'm sorry, y/n, but I can't help it! I just found out that one of my bestie's soulmates is famous! Like the Park, Jimin is your soulmate!" Yuna said, almost exclaiming, causing Yeonjun to hiss at her.

"Shut it! We don't want people to know. Imagine how many fans might come for her once they find out? Let them find out when she's got his bodyguards protecting her."

'Bodyguards? Aren't this two over-exaggerating?' 

"Is Jimin and his group that famous?" You asked, causing Yuna to gasp. 

"Oh, honey, they are. You've probably listened to a lot of their songs without even knowing."

"Who would've thought that one of y/n's soulmates would be famous?" Yeonjun muttered. 

'It's not one of them, Junnie. I believe all three of them are.'

You remembered Jimin talking about how he could find two of his soulmates so quickly because they were already in his group.

"And who would've thought Jimin could be a dick?" Yuna sighed, shaking her head. 

"He's not a dick," you muttered. 

"Uh, he kinda is. He did leave you semi-drunk and alone in a club, even after knowing you were his soulmate. That's a pretty dick move if you ask me."

"He was in a rush. He had somewhere he needed to be," you said, trying to defend him, but it didn't seem like any of them were having it.

"He's still kind of a dick, y/n. He should've checked in on you when he was done his business—" 

"Well, what if he finished late?" 

"—or he should've checked in on you this morning."

"Come on, guys. We just found out he's a k-pop idol. He might have a busy schedule."

You really didn't understand why they seemed to be so bothered by Jimin's actions last night when you weren't. 

Your friends seemed to pick up that you didn't want to talk about him any longer, so the topic of the conversation quickly changed.

You felt a sudden buzz coming from your back pocket, causing you to take it out and view the notification.

new message from unknown contact! 2m ago

Your brows furrowed in confusion before clicking on it.

-

unknown: hey, is this y/n?

y/n: yes, may I know who this is?

unknown: i’m so sorry for not contacting you earlier. it’s jimin :)

You looked at his now saved contact on your phone with a smile.

"Why are you suddenly smiling at your phone like that?" Yuna asked, eyeing you weirdly.

"Jimin texted me."

"Really? What did he say?" Yeonjun asked, peering over your shoulder as he tried to look at your screen.

"He apologised for not texting me sooner. What should I say?"

"Tell him it's okay and ask how he's doing! Do that!" Yeonjun suggested.

"No! It's not okay. This guy left you at a club, alone and semi-drunk, even after knowing you were one of his soulmates. And he didn't bother texting you until now," Yuna huffed, crossing her arms.

"But… he apologised," you muttered, looking back at you pone.

"Yeah, but-" Yeonjun cut Yuna off with an over-exaggerated sigh.

"Come on, Yuna. Let y/n tell him it's okay so that they can conversate. She needs to bond with her soulmate." He turned to you and smiled. "Now, tell him it's okay, and ask how he's doing."

-

you: hey, jimin. it’s okay don’t worry about it.

jimin: that’s good😅. i was lowkey worried you’d be mad at me.

you: don’t worry, i’m not! anyway, how are you?

jimin: i’m good, just a little tired from practice.

you: oh, i hope you’re not overworking yourself

jimin: you’re already worried about me? that makes me happy :)

-

Your friends looked at each other when they saw you bite your lip, fighting back a smile.

"Oh, you're blushing. Did Jimin say something sweet?" Yeonjun asked.

"Uh, he told me he was practising, right?"

"Right…" they said together, growing curious.

"And, uh… I told him I hoped he wasn't overworking himself," you told them.

"And what did he say?" Yuna asked, growing impatient.

"He said it makes him happy. That's I'm already worried about him," you finished.

"That's why you're blushing?" She asked in disbelief.

"What? I think it's cute. It reminds me of how I was when I first found Mingyu," Yeonjun smiled, causing you to cringe as you remembered how he acted at the beginning of his relationship.

"Ew, I don't want to be like how you were when you first found your soulmate."

"Well, good luck with that, love. You have three soulmates. I know… for a fact, you're going to be three times worse than I was," Yeonjun chuckled.

You rolled your eyes and looked back at the screen. 'Shit, I've been leaving Jimin on read.'

-

jimin: y/n?

jimin: why are you leaving me on read? ://

jimin: is it because of what i said?

jimin: y/n, are you still there?

y/n: sorry, my friends distracted me for a bit.

jimin: you’re with your friends?

y/n: yeah.

jimin: i’m not disturbing anything, right? 🧍‍♂️

y/n: not at all, we’re just chilling until we have our next lectures.

jimin: oh yeah, you’re a student.

y/n: yep, and you’re an idol.

jimin: so you don’t think i’m lying?

y/n: my friend did, until we googled you.

jimin: you guys googled me? 🤣

y/n: uh, yeah 😅

jimin: how do you know the person you googled was me? i’m pretty sure i kept my mask up the whole time.

y/n: your eyes. i kinda used my memory of your eyes as confirmation.

jimin: really? 👀

y/n: yeah. i hope you don’t find it weird. 🧍‍♀️ your eyes were just so captivating.

jimin: i don’t find it weird at all, don’t worry. and thank you 🤍

"Who are you talking to, hm?" Jimin looked up from his phone to see his soulmates walking toward him.

"Yeah, you only smile like that when you're talking to us," one grumbled, sitting next to Jimin. "And I know you're not texting one of us right now."

"Don't get jealous or anything like that, Tae," Jimin chuckled. "I'm talking to our other soulmate."

"Really?" Taehyung asked, and Jimin hummed in response.

The two males peered over their soulmate's shoulder, growing curious as they tried to read the text conversation.

"Did you apologise for leaving her like that? Don't forget you left her alone when she was kinda drunk and shit," Taehyung asked, remembering what Jimin had told him yesterday when he got home.

"You should've told the manager you had just met your soulmate. I know what you were needed for was important, but I'm sure he wouldn't have minded," the other frowned. "Imagine how she felt watching her soulmate leave just after meeting her."

"I know, and I felt horrible in the car, Kook. I was so close to asking the driver to turn around and take me back just so I could talk to her some more," Jimin sighed. "I haven't apologised for leaving her like that, but I did for not texting her sooner. The next time I see her in person, I'll apologise."

"You better," he warned before resting his chin on Jimin's shoulder. "Now tell us what's she like. You didn't tell us much about her yesterday."

"Well, Kook, she's beautiful, like so beautiful. And not only is she gorgeous, but our soulmate is adorable too. Well, tipsy her is adorable." Jimin giggled, remembering how you were acting yesterday.

"We've been searching for so long, and I'm so happy you found her yesterday," Taehyung whispered. "Now, I can't wait to meet her."

"You two will meet her soon," Jimin placed a soft kiss on the side of their heads.

"Come on, guys. Practice proceeds in five!" One of the other members called, causing Jimin to frown. He wanted to talk to you more.

-

jimin: as much as i'd love to talk for longer, i can’t. i need to get back to practice.

you: that’s okay. my class in ten minutes, anyway

jimin: i’ll talk to you later then :)

you: later it is :)

"Jimin had to go back to practice," you sighed, turning off your phone with a slight pout.

"Going to be three times worse than I was," Yeonjun sang, wiggling his eyebrows.

"Shut it, will you?" You groaned, crossing your arms.

"By the way, did you talk to Jimin about your other soulmates? Has he found any of them? Or do you need to search for the rest? If he hasn't, I would love to take you to a bar this time-"

"There will be no need to take me to a bar, Yuna. Jimin has already found them. Both of them." Both of their eyes widened.

"Really? You're so lucky you don't have to search for them!" Yeonjun exclaimed.

"Yeah, he told me they're in his group. So he found out on their birthdays," you told them.

"His members? Oh my God, y/n," Yuna gasped.

"What?"

"You said your soulmate names were, um… what the fuck were their names again?" Yuna asked, causing you to giggle.

"Jungkook, and Taehyung."

"Yes! Them! I know Jungkook's part of BTS, but I'm not entirely sure about Taehyung."

"What do you mean you're not entirely sure. Jimin said they were in his group," Yeonjun said, causing Yuna to sigh.

"He could've meant friend group as well because, as far as I know, I don't remember a Taehyung being in BTS," she said.

"Stage names, love. What if one of the members with a stage name's real name is Taehyung?" Yeonjun did have a point.

"Ugh, just google them when you have time, sweetie. Don't you two have to go to have a Criminal Law lecture to attend?"

Your eyes widened, and you quickly turned on your phone to look at the time.

"Shit, we have five minutes to get there," you muttered.

You and Yeonjun began to pack your things while Yuna laughed.

"Bye, you two. We can discuss y/n's soulmates later."

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make it three | three

⨽ summary: everything made sense to you, until it didn’t. you expected the name of your soulmate to appear on your shoulder the day you turned twenty one. and on the day of your twenty first birthday, that happened, but instead of one name, there were three.

⨽ pairing: vminkook x reader

⨽ genre: fluff , soulmate au , slow burn (?)

⨽ warnings: strong language

⨽ word count: 3.5k

Alright, so the names are Jungkook and Taehyung, right?" Yeonjun asked, and you nodded. "And what's the name of the group Jimin's part of?"

"BTS. I think…" you said, and he hummed in response before he began to type in their names.

"Jungkook, BTS…" He muttered before he pressed search.

You anxiously bit your lip as the search results slowly began to show. You didn't know what to expect.

"Okay, so apparently, he's turning twenty-six this year! It says he's about 1,79m tall, and his full name is Jeon Jungkook," Yeonjun read. "And oh my gosh, are those real?"

You shifted closer to Yeonjun and rested your chin on his shoulder so you could look at his phone.

"He's so handsome, oh my gosh. The tattoos, the piercings, oh my," Yeonjun gasped as he scrolled through the many pictures that appeared once he clicked on images.

In some pictures, he looked like a bad boy straight out of a teen romance movie, mask up, dressed in all black and chunky shoes. Not to mention his sleeve of tattoos and multiple piercings. And in others, where he wore a simple hoodie and sweatpants with a backpack on his back, he looked like a typical student.

The man had pretty doe eyes, and in the photos where he wasn't wearing a mask and could see his smile, his smile that reminded you of a bunny.

When he's dressed in brighter colours and his sleeve of tattoos is covered, Jungkook's entire appearance screams adorable. Until you see other pictures of him. You'll realise that despite his round face, he had a sharp jawline, and suddenly he isn't so adorable.

"Your soulmates were blessed with looks. If Taehyung is this handsome… girl, the universe favours you," Yeonjun commented before tapping the search bar to type in the other name on your shoulder.

The two of you were in the student lounge, using google to find out about your other soulmates while waiting for Yuna's photography lecture to end.

"Now, let's see if Taehyung is part of BTS or just Jimin's friend group," Yeonjun said. "Taehyung. BTS… and search!"

Again, you were nervous because you didn't know what to expect.

"Okay, so his name is V… but it says it's just his stage name!" he told you. "His real name is Kim Taehyung, around the same height as Jungkook, and he's turning twenty-eight," he read before clicking on images to see what he looked like.

"Holy shit… is this man even real," he gasped as he scrolled through the images.

Your eyes widened when you looked at one of the pictures.

The man's visual screamed royalty. His piercing eyes, sharp jaw and angular features reminded you of a cold prince. In some of the pictures you saw, he had a stern and mysterious look, and if you hadn't seen a picture of him smiling, you definitely would have thought he was a cold person.

In the pictures where he was smiling, Taehyung's rectangular smile was bright. And like Jimin, his eyes seemed to disappear when he smiled.

"Holy shit, he's just as beautiful as the other two-" Yeonjun muttered as he stared at one of the pictures. "The universe favours you. Like, how are all three of these handsome guys yours?"

"Actually, we don't know that yet. My soulmates Jungkook and Taehyung could be different from this Jungkook and Taehyung." Your friend rolled his eyes at your words.

"Oh, come on, y/n. I can google Taehyung without putting BTS, and the same guy will show up."

"He might not be famous," you mumbled. It was hard for you to believe that all three of these men could… well, be your soulmates.

"What are you two talking about?" You and Yeonjun glanced over your shoulders around to see Yuna.

"Hey, Yuna. We're talking about y/n's other soulmates and looking at pictures of them," Yeonjun told her before looking back at his phone.

"Really? So did you find out if Taehyung's part of BTS?" she asked as she made her way to the seat next to yours.

"Yeah, he is. Also, because of what you said earlier, y/n doesn't want to believe that these two handsome guys are her soulmates," Yeonjun told her.

"Why don't you ask Jimin? I'm sure he'll give you the answer you're looking for," Yuna suggested, and he hummed in agreement.

"Why don't you do that? It's not like he can say no. Those guys are your soulmates, too," Yeonjun said.

Unbeknownst to you, your soulmates were having a conversation similar to yours.

"Do you think y/n's curious about us? Like what we look like and stuff?" Jungkook asked as he closed the now-empty water bottle

"I don't know, but I think she is. She's probably googled, you guys. Just like she did with me," Jimin chuckled.

"I wish y/n was an idol or something, so we could just google her too. I want to know what she looks like." Taehyung softly whined as he rested his head on Jimin's shoulder.

"We should add y/n to the group chat," Jungkook said. "I don't think I'' be able to wait until we meet in person to talk to her."

"So you want to text her first?" Jimin asked, and Jungkook nodded. "You don't want to call her anything like that? A video call, so can she see your faces?"

"I feel like a call would be awkward," Taehyung muttered. "Unlike you, we've never talked to the woman."

"Yeah…" Jungkook sighed. "I feel like we should connect with each other over text first. I don't want her to see me like this."

The three soulmates had just finished practising choreography and were taking a break.

"I think you look hot, though," Jimin joked. "I'm sure y/n wouldn't mind seeing you like this."

"But I do mind," Jungkook whined. "It's the first time she'll be seeing me. I can't let her see me like this…"

"I agree with Jungook. It's too early for y/n to see us like this," Taehyung chuckled before opening a bottle of water and taking a sip.

"Okay. I'll add y/n to the group chat," Jimin told them before opening his phone to add you to their exclusive soulmate group chat.

You looked at your phone with wide eyes before excitedly trying to show one of your friends your screen.

"What? For me to see your screen, you'll have to stop shaking it in my face," Yuna sighed before taking your phone from your hand.

"What is it?" Yeonjun asked, trying to look at what you wanted to show them.

"Looks like y/n's going to interact with her other soulmates."

"Really? What did Jimin say?" He asked with his eyes slightly opened wide. "He added her to a group chat called Corei3 and sent a text saying that they, which I'm guessing are her other soulmates, to somewhat introduce themselves. And now an unknown number is typing." Yuna explained.

"What are you doing? Give y/n her phone back so she can talk to them!"

-

jimin has added you to: corei3

jimin: you two can somewhat introduce yourselves or whatever.

unknown(1): lemme change the name first since it’s no longer the three of us.

unknown changed the name to corei4

unknown(1): now i can introduce myself. hi, i’m jk!

unknown(2): we’re introducing ourselves to our soulmate, not some people in the crowd of people at our interviews 🤦‍♂️

unknown(2): i’m taehyung by the way. kim taehyung.

unknown(1): jk stands for jungkook which is me. i’m jeon jungkook.

you: i think you guys already know who i am.

taehyung: you could say we kind of do. we know your name and your age, just not what you like.

jungkook: only jimin knows what you look like :(

jimin: i don’t think y/n know what you two look like either.

you: i do know what they look like because i kind of googled them too 😅

jungkook: hoping you didn’t come across any of my old embarrsing pics 😩

you: out of all the pictures i saw, i don’t think any of them are embarrassing. you looked good in each one. including taehyung.

jungkook: o///o

"Why are they all staring at their phones like that? And Jungkook's all red in the face, too," one of the members commented, cringing as he watched their younger members.

"Didn't you hear, Yoongi? Jimin found their last soulmate while he was out one night," another told him. "So, I guess they're talking to her right now. I mean… we've only ever seen them smile like that with each other."

"I hope I don't look or act the same when I find my soulmate," Yoongi muttered, shaking his head.

"I honestly feel like you're going to be ten times worse than they are," The leader said with a chuckle.

"Nah, nothing can beat whatever the fuck that is. We're witnessing a lovesick soulmate but times three."

"How are her cheeks not sore? She's been staring at her phone with that stupid smile for the past fifteen minutes," Yuna said, causing Yeonjun sighed.

"You wouldn't understand what she's feeling right now, Yuns. You haven't found your soulmate yet."

-

core.i4 groupchat

jungkook: now we know what we look like, and y/n knows who’s who, let’s go out or something 😩

jimin: you do realise going out will be hard for us, right? no one outside of the company knows we’re soulmates, imagine if they catch us with a girl?

taehyung: we can just say she’s a friend? i mean it’s not like we’re going out as just me and her or just jungkook and her. it’s all three of us going out with her.

jimin: fine, but we need to ask one of the managers first. we might need to book out a place too, and make sure y/n’s pretty covered up.

you: why? 🧍‍♀️

jimin: i can’t afford to have you exposed to the public so soon.

jungkook: life as an idol is tough. people are almost always in our business. if anyone gets a glimpse of you with one of us… you’ll be all over the internet in a couple of hours.

taehyung: right… i didn’t think of that.

you: so… we won’t be able to go out?

jimin: we can still meet up… it’s just going to have be an indoor date.

taehyung: something we’re used to.

jungkook: i think we can still have an outside date! we’ll just have to be cautious.

jimin: i managed to go to a club yesterday without getting caught. being able to go to a restaurant will be easy.

taehyung: don’t forget you’re not going in and out alone. you’re going in and out with three people. two men and a woman. 🧍‍♂️

jungkook: slipping in and out won’t be an easy task, my love.

jimin: we’ll make a plan 😭

-

"What're you guys talking about?" Yeonjun asked as he tried to peek over your shoulder.

"Jungkook wants us to go out," you told them. "But it's going to be tricky since they're famous, and them being seen with me could cause problems."

"So, are you just going to have an indoor meeting?" Yuna asked, and you shrugged.

"Jimin says they're gonna make a plan, but I don't know…"

"This is why I lowkey wish my soulmate isn't famous. Or at least, isn't a kpop idol because I know how ruthless the fans can be," Yuna sighed, shaking her head, which caused you to frown.

"Are their fans that scary?" You asked, and she nodded.

"Very. Well… the delusional ones who think the idol shouldn't be allowed to date anyone else but them," Yuna explained.

"People actually think that? In a world where your partner is determined by the soulmate system?" Yeonjun asked, sounding as equally shocked as you are. She hummed in response.

"Yep, they can get dragged and cancelled for falling in love if the fans are insane enough. But don't worry, not all the fans like that. Many fans know their place, and some even route for their idols to find love," she said.

Yuna managed to answer your silent question about whether all of their fans were like that.

"I don't know much about your soulmates' fandom, but I'm sure majority of them are chill. I mean, I've only bumped into one or two crazy ones. The rest were cool. But then again, I haven't met a lot of BTS stans."

"So those guys are right for wanting to take any precautions. Wait, but does anyone know that they're soulmates?" Yeonjun asked, and Yuna shook her head.

"Not that I'm aware. I don't remember seeing any articles or posts about the members' soulmates when I looked into the group. Meaning y/n, the members, and probably some staff know about the three being in a cluster."

"And us. We know that too. Wait, OMG, I just realised I have to keep such a huge secret! Oh… but that means y/n can't let other people know who her soulmates are," Yeonjun said, causing you to sigh.

"To be honest… I don't think I mind," you told them. "Sure, it would be nice to go out publicly and post about them like I've always wanted to, but I don't mind."

You were just happy to have found them.

"I'd rather be with them in secret than not be with them at all," you smiled.

You looked at the time and sighed. "I need to catch the bus. I have to go home since I have an assignment to finish."

"Right," Yuna said, getting up. "I need to meet some people in my cinematography class for a group project."

"So we're all just going home?" Yeonjun asked, and the two of you nodded. "Alright."

"See you two tomorrow!"

"I feel bad y/n has to keep us a secret," Taehyung muttered while Jimin groaned, running his fingers through his hair. "Even though we have to hide our relationship, at least I can be seen in public with both of you."

"As much as I love my job and our fans, sometimes I wish I wasn't an idol. Sometimes I wish I was a regular person who wasn't part of a popular boy group."

"Same here," Jungkook said, closing his eyes. " I wouldn't have to hide the actual kind of relationship we have. I'd peacefully go out without worrying whether dispatch might see me."

"Hey, but at least we got permission to go out with her," Taehyung said.

The three members came from a meeting with some of the managers and told them about you, their last soulmate.

"I know. Even though avoiding the public eye will be difficult, I can't wait to go out as a complete cluster of soulmates," Jungkook said, happily clapping his hands.

"What do you think you wanna do, though? Should we have a typical first-date dinner? Go to an amusement park and have the kind of date you see in romance movies?" Jimin asked.

"Let's ask y/n. I mean, the girl is the reason we're going out, right?" Taehyung said.

-

taehyung: y/n~ you there? 👀

jungkook: we have something to ask you!

jimin: we got permission to take you out and we wanna know where you’d like to go.

taehyung: and what kind of date you’d like to have.

jungkook: a formal dinner date or got to out to an amusement park? or even something more fun?

y/n: i’m not the kind of person who enjoys going to fancy dinners and that kind of stuff, but how will be able to go to an amusement park? they’ll be too many people 🧍‍♀️

jungkook: we can book it out or something.

jimin: yeah, as if the managers would let us do that.

jungkook: it’s our money we’re spending though.

jimin: yeah but that’s a lot of work. too much work when it’s just going to be four of us. Plus, it’ll also just ruin the whole amusement experience it’s the only the four of us who go there.

taehyung: you’re the one who brought up the idea of going to an amusement park, though 🧍‍♂️

jimin: i didn’t think it through, shut up👨‍🦯

jungkook: since you don’t like fancy dinner where would you like to go?

y/n: how about an arcade? i haven’t been to one in a minute.

jungkook: i love playing games so why not?

jimin: an arcade is definitely easier to book out.

taehyung: but what about food? are we just going to play games? :(

jungkook: no, we can probably get some street food if we want something to eat.

y/n: ooo, i love street food. 😋

jimin: you guys are forgetting the whole avoid public eye thing. 🤦‍♂️

taehyung: to be honest, i kind of want to be around people.

jungkook: lowkey same… 🤸‍♂️

y/n: i’m used to be being around people 😅

jimin: fine, we might as well as go to an arcade without booking out the place since you guys want to be around people so bad 🚶‍♂️

taehyung: but will they allow us?

jungkook: we’ll just have to beg.

jimin: and if they do agree, we’re going to have to make sure we’re pretty disguised but not too much. we need to blend in after all.

y/n: so, we’re going to an arcade?

taehyung: that’s the plan

y/n: okay, when are we going and where should we meet?

jungkook: most likely thursday, it will be a weekday so they won’t be that many people and we’re pretty much free on that day.

taehyung: and just send us your location, we’ll pick you up.

y/n: uh sure. xxxxxxxxxxx

jungkook: wait that’s not so far from our personal house.

jimin: he’s right. it’s like a ten minute away from ours?

y/n: personal house?

taehyung: it’s an apartment where just the three of us live. the rest of them members live in the main house one or with their soulmates.

y/n: oh, your other members have found their soulmates?

jungkook: just namjoon, actually. but yeah.

jimin: anyway, is everyone okay with thursday, from 5 pm to around 8 pm? i don’t to send y/n home late and we have a busy schedule the day after.

y/n: yeah, that seems perfect to me.

jungkook: yeah, that’s fine.

taehyung: that’s perfect.

jimin: great. see you tomorrow

"Looks like I have a date with my soulmates tomorrow," you told your friends as you turned off your phone.

"So they made a plan?" Yeonjun asked, causing Yuna to roll her eyes.

"y/n just told us her date is tomorrow. So if they're going on a date, doesn't that automatically mean they made a plan?"She asked.

"Jeez, sorry," your friend scoffed. "Anyway, is it a formal or casual date? And- wait, since your relationship has to remain a secret, will your soulmates book out a whole restaurant or something? I heard that's a thing famous people do."

"One question at a time, Yeonie. Give the poor girl a chance to speak," Yuna said.

Yeonjun muttered a soft apology as you chuckled.

"I'd say casual since we're going to an arcade," you said.

"Arcade? Are they actually going to book out an arcade?" Yeonjun asked with wide eyes.

"At first… they were, but Taehyung and Jungkook wanted to go out and be around people. And I don't really mind," you told them. "You know… since I'm used to being in public places without having to hide."

"Ah, it's the kind of date I've seen kids in high school teen romance movies! Omg, that's super cute!" Yeonjun squealed.

"If I lived the kind of life they did, I would want to be around some people other than my members and staff too. Anyway, so tomorrow is the day, right?"

You hummed in response.

"Great, so we have enough time to find an outfit for you then," Yuna said.

"I hope you don't think you're going to be the one to pick out an outfit for her," Yeonjun said, causing your friend to scoff. "And why not?"

"With the way you dress, there's no way I'm going to let you pick out something for y/n."

"Really? What makes you think y/n would be better off with someone who dresses like you as her stylist?" Yuna asked.

"Someone like me? What's that supposed to mean?"

"I'm not going to deny that you dress in many different styles, but you dress in your dark street style the most, Yeonjun. Dark colours, oversized clothes and fucking stompers. y/n is going on a date for the first time. She's trying to end up in one of those fashion in japan tiktoks."

"You're one to talk," Yeonjun scoffed. "You dress the complete opposite of the way to act. You act so cold, mean and boring, but then dress like a unicorn decided to empty its stomach on you. Make that make sense."

You couldn't help but chuckle as they continued to quarrel.

"Guys… you know I'm capable of picking an outfit for myself, right?" You asked, and both of them scoffed.

"Yeah, there's no way we're letting you do that. You have the worst fashion sense," Yuna said, and Yeonjun hummed in agreement.

"I agree. We can't have you go out looking like the basic bitch you like every day."

"Hey!"

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make it three | four

⨽ summary: everything made sense to you, until it didn’t. you expected the name of your soulmate to appear on your shoulder the day you turned twenty one. and on the day of your twenty first birthday, that happened, but instead of one name, there were three.

⨽ pairing: vminkook x reader

⨽ genre: fluff , soulmate au , poly!au , slow burn (?)

⨽ warnings: strong language

⨽ word count: 3.1k

"Damn, we did a good job, didn't we?" Yeonjun asked, examining your figure, and Yuna hummed in response.

"Fuck yeah. Your soulmates are going to fold when they see you."

"Why are you guys are acting as if you dressed me in some fancy clothing and shit like that?" You asked with a chuckle.

Thursday had come. Meaning today, you'd see Jimin again and meet your other soulmates.

"You look good, babe," Yeonjun told you. "Is it wrong for us to hype you up?" Yeonjun asked.

You shook your head and smiled. "Thanks, you guys."

"Anyway, when are your soulmates going to come and pick you up?" Yuna asked, looking at the clock sitting on your pedestal.

"Anytime from now. It's almost five, right?" Yuna hummed in response. "It's like three minutes till five. So you two finished just in time."

"How are you feeling? Nervous? Excited? Both?" Yeonjun asked, fixing your hair.

"Mix of both. I'm super excited, but I'm also feeling super nervous," you sighed, playing with one of the rings on your finger. "But you two seem more excited them I am."

"How could we not be excited for you? I can't believe our little y/n is already going on her first date!" Yuna said, causing you to send her a playful glare.

"I'm older than you," you warned.

"So? I said little y/n, not younger y/n," she said, rolling her eyes.

"Hey, watch-" You were cut off by a knocking on your door. "No way they're already here," you muttered, causing Yeonjun to giggle.

"Seems like they're just as excited as you were. They couldn't wait, huh?"

And your friend was right. Your soulmates couldn't wait.

"Why did we get ready so early?" Jimin muttered, looking up at your apartment building through the tinted window. "We're here twenty minutes before the time we're supposed to be."

"And whose fault is that?" Jungkook muttered, causing the older male to glare at him.

"Don't blame this all on me. You were just eager to leave the house as we were," Jimin said.

"It's better to be early than late," Taehyung told them. "Although we're going to look a little excited… it's whatever."

"Let's go up five minutes before the time, okay?" Jimin said.

"No, we can't do that. We're going to be at y/n's door after five," Jungkook whispered. "Then our early arrival is going to be pointless.

"Ten minutes before?" Taehyung asked. "Yeah, ten minutes before."

The guys waited outside your door for five minutes before Jungkook knocked on your apartment door.

"Why did you knock at exactly five?" Taehyung whispered-yelled, and he shrugged.

"I don't know!"

Jimin shook his head. "We-"

"Well, hello, gentlemen." The three males turned to the door with wide eyes. They expected to see you, but instead, they were greeted by a girl who looked nothing like you.

"Uh…" Jungkook said.

"You don't think y/n gave us the wrong address, right? Are you sure the text said apart 276?" Taehyung whispered to Jimin.

"Don't worry, you guys knocked on the right door. Hi, my name is Yuna, one of y/n's best friends," she introduced herself before stepping aside. "And this Yeonjun, her other bestie."

"Damn, even though you're masked up, you guys look even better in real life," Yeonjun said, eyeing the men at the door.

"Uh, hello," Jungkook said, giving them an awkward wave.

"Junnie, you've got a lovely soulmate waiting for you at home," you told him as you squeezed past their bodies. "Will you please move? Oh my gosh?"

"What're you doing? We were supposed to step aside and let you walk towards the door. The entire point was to reveal you-"

"Yeah, yeah. That's too extra. This is not a movie scene where the leading actress gets a whole slow-mo walk as her outfit for her date is revealed," you grumbled before turning to face your soulmates.

"So-" you cut yourself off as soon as you looked at them. The guys looked good. Like… really good.

Although they were dressed in all black, they dressed differently from each other.

Jungkook wore a sweatshirt, baggy sweatpants, chunky sneakers and a black cap.

Taehyung wore a polar neck, trench coat, pants, dress shoes and a beret.

Jimin wore a long sleeve t-shirt, a leather jacket, skinny jeans, dress shoes and glasses. He was dressed similarly to the way he was when you first met him.

"It's a good thing we decided to go with dark colours with this outfit," Yeonjun whispered to Yuna, who silently agreed.

"Hi…" you breathed once you snapped out of your slight trance.

"Awe, look at her," Yuna cooed. "She's so memorised she can't say anything else.

You wanted to glare at Yuna, but you kept your composure.

"It's nice to see you again, y/n," Jimin said.

"Yeah, funny how this is the second time we meet in person, and I see you're still in your mask," you chuckled.

"Yeah… we'll remove our masks when we're alone in the car," he told you.

"Wait, do they know we are?" Jungkook suddenly asked, referring to your two friends.

"Of course we do."

"As in who we are?" Jungkook asked again, emphasising the part "who we are".

"Yeah, we know exactly who you three are," Yuna told them with a smile.

"These two googled you guys with me," you told them.

"Ah, I'm guessing they're the two who convinced you to go to the club to find me?" Jimin asked, and you nodded.

"Yes, sir~" Yuna sang, causing you to playfully roll your eyes.

"Alright, let us not keep you any longer. Please bring our y/n back on time and- Ow, what the fuck, Yuna?"

"Stop sounding like one of her dads," she hissed. "Anyways, you guys… just keep her safe, alright? Have fun but remember to be cautious of who might have their eyes on you."

"Don't worry. We will."

"You can take off your mask, y/n. The windows are tinted, so it's okay," Taehyung said before sliding the door closed.

Jungkook sat with you at the back while Jimin and Taehyung took the two seats in front.

"We're heading to G-Plex first," Jimin said, starting the car. "I hope you don't mind that we decided to do the games and stuff first. We figured it's better to eat after."

"No, it's okay. I had some food not too long, so I don't think I'll feel hungry soon."

"Ah, that's good then," Jimin nodded. "Anyway, tell us about your day?"

"Mmm, it's been pretty uneventful so far. I mean, I did the same thing I do almost daily."

"Ooh, and what's that?" Taehyung asked.

"Wake up, go to school, attend lessons, eat lunch, attend more lectures, go home, study, and sleep. Well… I didn't study today because I'm here with you three."

"Are we taking away your study time?" You quickly shook your head.

"No, not at all!" You said. "I study so much because I don't have much to do. Yeonjun and Yuna sometimes come over but rarely stay the night."

"By the way, your friends seem interesting," Jimin said. "Those two are opposites, right? I'm only asking because the girl was dressed in bright colours while the guy was dressed in dark colours."

"They are opposites. Not only are their styles different, but their personalities too. It makes me wonder how those two even became friends," you giggled, thinking of the day Yeonjun dragged a whiney Yuna to your lunch table.

While you were talking to the other two, Jungkook was admiring you. He couldn't help but think about how beautiful you were.

'Pictures don't do you justice,' he thought, remembering how long he spent looking at a selfie you sent them when they added you to the group chat.

"You're so pretty, y/n," he suddenly said, surprising you.

Your cheeks turned pink, and you bit your bottom lip to prevent a shy smile from growing.

"You look cute when you blush, too," Taehyung chuckled.

You mumbled a soft thank you before turning away and looking out the window.

"You guys can't be making her flustered already." Jimin couldn't help but chuckle when you cleared your throat and watched you steal glances at them. "But you're right. y/n does look pretty cute."

You playfully huffed before putting on your mask to hide your almost-red face.

"Awe, come on. Why are you hiding your face?" Jungkook whined. "I just told you were pretty! So there's no reason to hide it."

"Yeah! It'll be hidden for a lot of the night. Can't you let us admire you when we still have the chance?" Taehyung asked with a pout.

'This is going to be a long evening,' you thought.

"Alright, everyone. Masks on and caps down or hats down," Jimin said, pulling down his cap once the car was parked.

"For a Thursday night, this place looks busier than I thought it'd be," Jungkook muttered as he looked out the window. "Maybe we should've rented out the place."

"It's too late for that, now. Don't stress, guys. We'll be fine!" Taehyung chuckled. 'At least I think so.'

"Alright, G-Plex isn't a long distance for here. We're going to play some games and then eat. If we still have time, we can do something else, but I doubt we will," Jimin said.

"Let's go!" Taehyung said before opening the car door and hopping out.

"Unfortunately, the only parking spot available is a bit far from G-Plex," Jimin sighed, pulling down a cap he put on in the car. "So we'll have to walk and try not to get recognised."

"So we need to fit in, right?" Jungkook asked, also pulling down his cap.

You sighed and shook your head. 'These men don't know anything about fitting in.'

You stood in front of Jimin before gently pulling up his cap. "Having it this low will make you look suspicious, and then you'll stand out even more."

"So…"

"Be a bit natural, guys," you chuckled, turning to fix Jungkook's cap too. "Being in all black, mask up to your eyes and cap down to your nose, and you're bound to get noticed."

"So, should they ditch the caps?" Taehyung asked, and you shook your head.

"They just shouldn't wear them like that," you smiled. "There we go. We can go now."

"I don't remember the last time I went out like this," Jungkook said. "It's a weekday, but they're so many people out."

"Well, it's almost six," Jimin said. "People are going home from work, and students are probably coming from their extra lessons."

The four of you began to walk to G-PLEX, and you eventually arrived.

"This seems to be a hotspot for school kids," you muttered as you looked around the place. There were a couple of adults, but most people standing in front of the games were dressed in school uniforms.

"You've never been here before?" Jungkook asked, and you shook your head. "Nope. I've been to many other arcades, just not this one."

"If you come here on weekends, it's filled with more adults than kids. You could say it's a hotspot for kids on weekdays, but during the weekend, the grownups come," Taehyung told you.

"Let's get tokens, shall we?" Jimin said, and the four of you walked over to the machine to get your game tokens. "How many should we buy?"

"A lot. We'll be here for a while, right?" Jungkook asked.

While Jimin paid for the tokens, you turned to look around the place.

You liked arcades. They seemed to radiate happiness and good vibes with the neon LED lights and the sounds that came from the games. The distant chatter, the sound of whines when a game is lost, or the shouting and cheering when one is won.

Despite how loud it was, everything in here made you happy. And you felt happier because you were here with your soulmates.

"Alright, now that we have enough tokens to last us an hour or two, what do you guys wanna do first?" Jimin asked, looking at the plastic tubs full of tokens.

"Claw machines?" Taehyung said.

"And waste a bunch of tokens trying to get a stuffed animal?" Jungkook asked, taking a tub from Jimin. "Maybe when we're about to leave and are trying to finish the tokens."

"y/n… what do you want to do first?" Taehyung asked.

"Hm… how about I challenge you guys to a dance-off?" You said, looking at the Dance Dance Revolution machine. "We can do a couple of rounds. Whoever wins each match will verse the winner of the other one until we have an ultimate winner."

"Will that be fair, though? We dance almost daily," Jungkook asked with a smirk, causing you to playfully roll your eyes.

"There's a difference between proper and professional dancing and this. May the best man win."

"You dance on a daily, hey?" You joked as they glared at you. "Told you this was different from your guys dancing."

The final match was between you and Jungkook, and in the end, you won.

"You have experience in this, don't you?" Taehyung huffed, causing you to giggle.

"Maybe," you shrugged with a smile. You had a fair share of visiting arcades and playing this game in particular.

"Let's play something else," Jimin exclaimed. "How about some shooting or fighting games? Or some other two-player games?"

"Some other games," Jungkook said. "And it doesn't have to be two-player games. We can play that basketball game or that game where we try to knock those things down."

"We can play every game if you want," Taehyung smiled. "But let's start there!"

"Pull down your mask for a second. Let's snap a quick selfie," Jimin said, eyeing your surroundings. There weren't many people around, and luckily those who were didn't pay attention to you or the boys.

All of you had slightly pulled down your masks. Jungkook linked his arms with Jimin while Taehyung wrapped an arm around your shoulder and pulled you closer before he held up a peace sign.

It wasn't like he was embracing you, but you felt your beat quicken because of the sudden closeness. Despite being with them the entire time, you never got physically close to them. Well, until now.

"Is this okay?" Taehyung whispered, snapping you out of your thoughts. "Huh? Y-yeah… it's okay."

"Everyone smile!" Jimin softly sang before snapping a pic. "I wish I could post these," he muttered before turning off his phone and putting it in his back pocket.

"Alright, so we still have half an hour left. Let's use the rest of our tokens at the claw machines? Then we can go find some food," Jimin said.

"Oh, gosh, yes. I've been craving dakgangjeong. Can't wait to eat some!"

*dakgangjeong: Sweet Crispy Korean Fried Chicken

"I've been craving eomuk. I don't remember the last time I had some," Jungkook said, licking his lips. *eomuk: Korean Fish Cake

"Then let's finish our tokens as soon as possible! So we can get some food. I wanna get some bungeo," Taehyung said. "We should buy a lot, too. To share with the others, too." *bungeoppang: Korean Fish-shaped Pastry.

Most of your remaining tokens were wasted as the boys miserably tried to win a stuffed animal. You couldn't bear to watch them fail, so you took over.

If you hadn't decided to try, you would've walked out empty-handed.

"You guys suck at claw games," you joked as you walked out of the arcade. "Consider these my gift for taking me out today. It's been a while since I've had some fun," you told your soulmates.

"It's not our fault those claws don't grip on the stuffed animals," Jimin whined.

"I was too hungry to pay proper attention," Jungkook huffed. "But thank you."

You hummed in response. "Now, let's get some food. All that has made me hungry."

The four of you took sat in the car with a sigh.

"It's after eight. You'll be home a little later than planned, y/n," Jungkook, who was going to drive this time, told you.

"That's okay," you said. "I get to spend more time with you guys, anyway," you whispered, a small smile coming to your face.

You had fun today. And you were a little upset it was coming to an end.

"Damn, this eomuk is delicious," Jungkook groaned, taking a bite before handing it to Jimin so he could start the car.

"We know, Kook. You've been saying that the entire way here," Jimin chuckled. "But let me take a bite to taste how good it is."

"I wanna taste too!" Taehyung playfully whined.

"Take a bite. And when I say bite, I don't mean a mouthful!" He warned.

"Yeah, yeah," Taehyung mumbled before taking it from Jimin and taking a bite. "Do you want some, too?" he asked you.

Before you could decline the offer, the treat was already by your mouth. "Here, take a bite," Taehyung smiled.

You hesitantly took a bite. "It tastes great!"

"You should Tae how to take bites," Jimin chuckled.

"Hey! She took such a small bite because she was hesitant! Did you not see it yourself?"

You grew slightly embarrassed. "Look, you're making y/n feel embarrassed!" Jungkook said, looking at you from the rearview mirror.

"She's just shy. Get used to it, princess. It'll be like this and a lot worse majority of the time," Taehyung said, taking your hand in his.

You looked at your joint hands with pink cheeks. 'Princess?'

"Look at her turning red because you called her princess," Jimin chuckled.

"I think it's the hand," Taehyung smiled.

How were you going to survive with all this teasing?

You looked away from them and out the window,, just like you did earlier.

By now, Jungkook was already on the road to your house.

"You know what I just realised?" Jimin suddenly asked, causing you to grow curious. "You haven't told us much about yourself. Well, you sorta did over text and at the club, but I wanna know more!"

"Oh, I wanna know more about you, too! Tell us more about yourself, y/n," Jungkook said.

You lowkey hated when people asked you to tell them about yourself. Your mind would become blank, and you'd temporarily forget who you were and what you liked.

"What do you guys want to know?" You asked. "Ah, but wait. I'll only tell you about myself if you guys do the same. I know I can just google, but I want to know the real you," you said. "Not the Jimin, V and Jungkook of BTS."

"Yes, of course. Anything you want to know, and we'll answer."

You couldn't describe how happy you were to be here. Sitting in the car with your soulmates, holding one of their hands as you got to know more about each other.

You didn't want to go home.

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Their reaction to you wanting a threesome with another member.

Jin would be sort of confused. he'd ask you repeatedly if what you wanted was really sex with him and namjoon. after you'd say yes a million times, he couldn't deny the fact that the idea actually turned him on beyond belief. he'd definitely have to talk to namjoon about it.

Namjoon would be turned on at just the thought, the fact that he could dominate both you and jimin made him smirk. "I can definitely do that princess." he'd tell you, actually excited about it. he couldn't wait to bring up the idea to jimin the next day.

Hoseok would raise an eyebrow when you'd bring up the threesome idea. jungkook was the last of his thoughts but he was into it. jungkook and him both pleasuring you at the same time was something he could picture and enjoy.

Jimin would get a little excited at the mention of yoongi and you. he wouldn't tell you but he'd pictured it plenty of times before and he was over the top excited that you'd want to try it. he wouldn't wait to ring up yoongi, calling him right away and letting him know.

Yoongi would raise his eyebrows, licking his lips. "so you're telling me, you want to fuck hoseok too?" and when you'd nod, he'd smirk. "what're you waiting for then? call him up baby." he was definitely into the idea and couldn't wait to act upon it.

Tae would almost spit out his coffee at the mention of a threesome with jin. "you're serious?" he'd ask you, eyeing you up and down. when he realized you weren't playing, he was kind of into it. "then we better call jin, huh?" he'd tease you, licking his lips.

Jungkook was instantly dreaming about the idea of a threesome with taehyung. he was picturing how it'd go and it was already turning him on. he couldn't wait to bring up the idea to tae and see his reaction. he was also glad the both of you could agree on something.

Hi everyone! I hope you are all having a good day today.

This post is about a little teaser/ summary of some sort for my story, Spellproof. I hope you enjoy!

SPELLPROOF

Pairing: Witch!Bts X ?!Reader

Genre: Angst, Fluff, Hurt/Comfort, Smut (Will be specified in chapters)

Warnings: Talks of discrimination, hate crimes, not being able to fit in, mental abuse and physical abuse, talks of torture, bts being caring and cute (that's a whole warning in itself!) Gore, blood, talks of polyamory relationships. (Certain warnings will be added in along the way)

Seoul, South Korea. The place where mythical and magical beings can live their lives without any judgement. You can find many people here; mermaids, demons, angels. You can even find the odd succubus around as well. But the most prominent people in the magical world also live in Seoul.

The Bangtan Coven.

7 magical wizards help keep the balance in Seoul. Since they are so powerful and well trained, many legends say that they are Spellproof.

However, when they go on their annual camping trip, they soon realise that there is one spell that can get to them: the spell of falling in love...

I hope you guys like it. If you don't, I'm sorry. It's my first time writing this sort of thing... 😭 If you would like me to continue this, please let me know.

Here we go guys... The first chapter of the series!!! Woo!!! If it's bad, I'm sorry...

SPELLPROOF: 01

Pairing ot7 x reader

Genre: Angst, Fluff, Smut, Hurt/Comfort

Warnings: Talks of mistreatment, abuse, torture. (I don't know if there is any more warnings.)

DISCLAIMER: I don't own BTS. This fan fiction is just for fun!

There are many magical places around Earth. Some more prominent than others. However, there is one place where the magical beings reign supreme.

Seoul, South Korea

This is where everyone can be who they want to be. Lizard people walking around? Happens daily. Succubus flying through the sky? Just a regular Tuesday. Centaurs owning businesses? Yep. That too. So you won't see anything out of the ordinary.

Well. Until you meet a certain group of men. This group is called...

The Bangtan Coven.

Made up of 7 different men with 7 different personalities.

You have the leader of this group of Misfits, if you will. Kim Namjoon. The Vampire. Folks say that he is a killing machine because of his ancestors blood lust. When in actuality, he is a big softy who can be seen riding his bike around or chilling in the local library reading a book and drinking Kim Seokjin's tea.

Then we have Kim Seokjin. Witch or Warlock. Whichever tickles your fancy. He is what people would call the second in command. Only in this Coven, they don't have roles. They just assign people certain thing. In this case, Seokjin (or also known as Jin) is the healer of the group. He can tell if something is wrong with someone just by looking at their auras and can make any potion or elixir with just one read of a recipe. He also has a weird familiar...

Min Yoongi. The Merman. He likes to keep to himself. Some people think he is plotting to kill Namjoon and take over the Coven. Others think that he is with the Coven so he doesn't have to deal with the Merfolk's politics. In reality, he just wants to have a place where he can be loved for who he is. And he has found that with the boys.

Jung Hoseok (or also known as J-Hope or Hobi) Fallen Angel. Whether this ball of sunshine walks into a room, you KNOW that your mood will be turned upside down in an instant! There are rumours about how he fell to Earth but they'll be uncovered in a little bit.

Park Jimin. Fae. Prince. Yes, you read that right. Prince. He can charm his way out of any situation. He also looks good in anything. Even a garbage bag, he'd still look like a Louis Vuitton model walking down the runway.

Kim Taehyung. Demon. This man is sexual desires in a person. I'm not talking about Taehyung. Obviously. He's a puppy that everyone loves! Even Yoongi will smile at him most days! I'm talking about V. His demon ego. At nighttime, when Tae falls asleep, V comes out to play.

And now we get to the last member. Jeon Jungkook. The youngest member or maknae. Witch-werewolf hybrid. This boy is a whole can of worms. There has been so much that has gone on in his life and it. Is. Terrifying to look at.

The Coven was the talk of the town when it was first introduced to the supernatural community. People didn't expect men to be in a Coven by themselves; let alone 7! But overtime, through hardships and everyday viewing in the normal world that a 7 male Coven can exist, the Coven is a normal thing to see.

Now our story begins...

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The sun shone bright into the leader's bedroom. The black curtains didn't do a good job at keeping the sunlight out, but the sunlight isn't that bad. But Namjoon woke up anyway.

Namjoon sat up and stretched his arms into the air, cracking his bones in the process.

'Jeez, I finally had a good sleep for once...'

He looked at the bedside clock. 10am.

'Good time to wake up. I should probably get the boys up as well.'

Namjoon got out of his bed which was covered in purple sheets and walked to his mirror. His eyes were glowing red. He sighed.

'if I don't feed now, I'm going to scare someone.'

Namjoon got a brown dressing gown and walked downstairs into the kitchen.

"Good morning, Namjoon"

Namjoon jumped slightly, then giggled, showing his dimples.

"Good morning, Yoongi." Namjoon said while walking over to Yoongi and giving him a hug.

'He's getting better with affection... That's good.' Namjoon thought to himself.

Namjoon sat at the breakfast bar while Yoongi served him some eggs and bacon with his special smoothie which has Bloodberries* in it. Yoongi leaned up against the cupboard, the light coming from the skylight making the scales on his arms shine bright like diamonds.

'His scales look better... even though he hasn't been having enough water lately... 'Namjoon thought.

"Is anyone else awake?"

Yoongi shrugged.

"I think Jin is in the greenhouse tending to the garden and also checking on Jimin" Yoongi said while sipping his water, "Jungkook is with Bam, and Taehyung went into Hobi's room. Probably making sure that his wings are healing properly."

Namjoon nodded while eating his food.

"You should probably start getting packed for the trip."

"Yeah. I probably should. Don't worry about cleaning up. I'll do it. Jin looked a bit scared when he woke up. You should check up on him." Yoongi then started to clean up the kitchen.

Namjoon then walked out of the cabin into the backyard.

The forest looked amazing as it always did. Different types of trees growing in a different variety of sizes. You can thank Jin and Jimin for that. There are even families of foxes that run through their garden now and again. The Coven likes peace and quiet as they can go around their business without having to deal with the stresses of daily life.

Authors note: *sigh* if only I could live in that cabin...

Namjoon walked down to the greenhouse where Jin was currently was tending to the plants. His familiar was also there.

"Good morning, Jin!"

Jin turned from the plant he was currently tending to (which was a bloodberry bush, obviously) and smiled at Namjoon.

"Morning, Joonie! How was your sleep?" Jin said while going up to Namjoon, giving him a brotherly hug and taping his finger up against Namjoon's chest; a sign that something was wrong.

"it was good. Did... Something happen?"

Jin's face paled.

"I... I saw... Something... That terrified me."

Namjoon walked Jin to a bench and sat with him.

"What was it?"

Jin stared off into space for a little while before continuing.

"I think ... I saw our mate."

Namjoon gasped silently. "How?"

"I don't know. But they were just... Standing there. Amongst the trees with their back to me. When they turned around to face me, I woke up. Terrified RJ too."

As if on cue, RJ the alpaca walks into the green house from Jimin's room.

Oh! Hello Mister Namjoon. I see you are with my master. Are you well rested?

"Hi RJ. I'm doing ok. Do you know about Jin's dream?"

About your mate? I have heard. Jin screamed! Which I'm still surprised that you or the others didn't wake up.

Namjoon looked at Jin with concern, but Jin conjured his book of recipes out from a pocket dimension and was reading about how to tend certain plants to distract himself from the dream like vision he had in the early hours of the morning.

'I'm going to check on Jimin. Could you go and check on Tae and Hobi for me?"

"Yes, I can do that. Hopefully it can distract me from that dream..."

Jin walked out of the greenhouse with a sad expression.

"I hate it when this happens..."

He told you that this would happen from day one, Mister Namjoon. This is what happens to Warlocks. When they sleep, either they have a dream, a nightmare or a vision of the future. Anyway, Im going to talk to Bam. See how Mister Jungkook is going on with his... Ailment...

"Thank you, RJ. I really appreciate it."

No problem! Its what I'm here for.

Namjoon stands up and goes to the door that RJ came through moments earlier and was about to turn the door handle when;

Wait! I need to tell you something. About Jimin. And possibly about all of you.

Namjoon pauses from turning the door handle and turns to RJ with a confused and slightly concerned look on his face.

Jimin's condition is getting slightly worse day by day. I, alongside Master Jin, have been giving him potions to help with the pain but... I don't know how much longer it will last for, Mister Namjoon. You might want to brace yourselves for the upcoming days. We don't know how long he has left... If you do see your mate, it will give him a bit of a shock. Be prepared.

RJ bows his head in respect, then leaves the greenhouse to accompany Jin with his duties. Namjoon holds back tears when he turns around to open Jimin's door to his sanctuary.

Jimin's sanctuary is filled to the brim with flowers, plants of different varieties and even insects. In the middle of the room is a fairy house covered in different types of flowers.

Namjoon walks to the fairy house, bends over and taps 3 times on the front door with his fingernail.

A few seconds later, the door opens and a tired looking pixie-sized Jimin walks out yawning and rubbing his eyes.

Jimin waves at Namjoon. Namjoon giggles at Jimin's sluggish movements.

"God morning, Tinkerbell"

Jimin sticks out his tongue, flies to the ground next to Namjoon and shifts into his normal size. Jimin sways slightly.

"Mmmm. Why are you waking me up..."

Jimin put his head on Namjoon's chest, the latter giving Jimin a big hug.

"We have a camping trip, remember? We get to spend time together which isn't in this house or forest."

Jimin looks up at Namjoon with sparkles coming from his eyes and wings, despite looking thin and pale.

"Really?! I'm so happy!" Jimin wiggled in Namjoon's arms while showing off his iconic eye smile.

"Yeah! Can you get to the main house by yourself, or do you want me to help you?"

"I can do it. I'll just be a little slow... That's all..."

Namjoon let's go of Jimin and let's the boy stand in his own.

"All right then. I'm going to get Jungkook and then we can all get ready and get this trip started!"

Namjoon leaves the greenhouse with Jimin and goes into the cabin where Yoongi is sat with Jin, Taehyung and Hobi at the dining table eating eggs and bacon.

"Is JK up?" Namjoon asked the group.

"I think so. I heard Bam bark a few times so it's possible." Tae said with a slight smile.

"Right then. I'll bring him downstairs the new can get going!"

Namjoon walks out while the other boys continue their conversation.

"If you say my laugh sounds like a window cleaner again, I swear to heaven above-"

Namjoon enters JK's room quietly without disturbing him.

' I don't want to listen to Jin rapping today.'

Namjoon looked up at Jungkook, alerting Bam to the new presence. Bam left his position from in front of Jungkook and sat in front of Namjoon.

Hiya, Mister Namjoon! How are you feeling today?

"I've been okay. How about the boy?"

Bam looks at Jungkook for a second, then looked back at Namjoon.

I'm... Not entirely sure. Sometimes he's cheerful. Sometimes, he just states at something.

Which Jungkook is currently doing. He is sat slouched on his bed, looking out of the window, rocking back... And forth... Like he was in a trance. His black wolf ears and fluffy wolf tail won't stop twitching. Sometimes, he would let out a whining/humming sound. Namjoon looks even more worried.

Namjoon approaches Jungkook and crouches in front of his brother.

"Hey, Bunny. How are you feeling?"

Jungkook stops his previous actions, then slowly drifts his gaze down to Namjoon's redish-brown eyes. And said a sentence that broke Namjoon's heart.

"Will my mate ... Like me...For me?"

Namjoon was in saddened shock. Why would Jungkook say that?! He has said many things over the years. But this? This was terrifying. Namjoon sat next to Jungkook on the bed, pushing the youngest's head into his shoulder and putting an arm around him. Bam sat in front of Jungkook again and put his head on Jungkook's lap. Jungkook pets Bam's head while listening to Namjoon.

"Hey... They are going to LOVE you."

Namjoon can't say anything else. Everytime he tries to, it falls on deaf ears. Jungkook started to fiddle with his fingers and his ears started to twitch again.

"But I always have this feeling that when they are in our lives, they will end up like... Her..."

Namjoon closes his eyes to hold back his tears.

Her.

The woman that only wanted Jungkook for his body and not anything else. If Jungkook didn't comply, he would get beaten, tortured or starved and locked in the basement. She also did another thing to Jungkook that he won't talk about until he is ready.

Namjoon stroked his hand over Jungkook's neck where there was burn marks from a shocking collar that the woman used on him. Jungkook flinched, looking at Namjoon with panic in his eyes.

"I'm scared too. We all are. Jimin cried crystals last night. Yoongi didn't have his bath so his scales aren't that sparkly as they usually are today. Tae almost had a demonic fit. Jin blew up his witching room but RJ cleaned up the mess. I almost threw up my breakfast this morning. We all are terrified but we will let this person in with open arms and let them know our fears. I know this is a big ask, but can you try and forget ... Her... And think about our new mate? For us?"

Jungkook stays silent, then shows Namjoon his bunny smile.

"Ok, Joonie. I'll give it my best shot!"

Namjoon beams at Jungkook. "That's my bunbun." He then pulls JK closer and ruffles his hair (which Jungkook OBVIOUSLY hates- note the sarcasm) and leads JK into the dining room to talk to the boys about the camping trip.

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After a few hours of talking and finishing packing their bags, the boys put their bags into their car and took a road trip to the forest. RJ and Bam joined as well. The trip didn't take long since Jin got impatient and couldn't handle the maknaes bickering about who will sleep with who. So he conjured up a portal and drove through it and magically took the boys to the campsite.

The boys got out of the car. Well... Not all of them... Yoongi crawled out of the car, dry heaving, while RJ and Bam trotted off to play with each other.

"Ugh... Why can't I get used to teleporting?"

"Would you say that you are a... Fish out of water?" Jin said while doing his signature laugh.

Yoongi glared at Jin. "SHUT UP, YOU GOOFY LAUGHING MOTHERFUCKER!"

"GoOfY?!?!"

Namjoon facepalmed while Jin and Yoongi bickered.

'Im living with fucking 5 year Olds, I swear...' Namjoon decided not to intervene and went to the others to see if the boys were done with setting up the campsite.

They set up everything VERY quickly. Was it quick? Namjoon looked up... It was nighttime already...

Well, that was quick... Oh! That's why. It's the Magic Forest. Time is different here. Namjoon keeps forgetting that.

Namjoon sat down next to Jin, who has decided to stop bickering like an old, married couple with Yoongi, and looked at his boys. Jungkook who was laying on the ground with Bam on top of him and also laying on Taehyung's legs, the latter was stroking the youngest ears and was giggling every now and then at JKs whining. Hobi is sitting next to Yoongi talking about... Anything. They always do that. Jimin was talking to RJ and putting flowers into his wool. Namjoon smiled. He was at peace.

"Do you think we will find our mate?"

...never mind...

Namjoon looked over at Jin, who was sipping some herbal tea. Namjoon sighed.

"I hope so. But we need to find them quickly."

Jungkook suddenly sat up and was looking over Namjoon and Jin's shoulders, panic in his eyes.

"What is it, Kookie?" Taehyung asked while holding JK from behind.

Jungkook's ears perked towards where he was looking and his breathing started to hick.

"Our mate is here"

Everyone stood up in relief and panic.

Then 2 sounds made them panic internally.

A metallic clang...

And a blood curdling scream...

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*Namjoon doesn't like to bite people so he eats Bloodberries instead.

And the first chapter is DONE! WOO! Cliffhanger. Who is it? What happened to JK in the past? We will find out who was in the woods...

In the next chapter!

If you have any questions about this story, please ask me!

Authors Note!: You probably have now realised that I have changed certain things in the story. I have changed their relationship from romantic to familial. I watched the 2022 Fiesta video and Namjoon talked about how the boys were a family. I kinda felt... Guilty in a sense that I put them in a relationship. I'm not saying that being gay/bisexual is a bad thing! You guys can write whatever you would like about them. I'm just slightly changing my fanfiction. It will still be the same storyline, but it's... Different... I just confused myself. ANYWAY! I hope that this doesn't turn anyone away from this.

Author Emily OUT! 💜💜

Here we go...

I had difficulty writing this. I'm not gonna lie but I think I did well..?

SPELLPROOF 03 PART 2

Pairing: Ot7 x reader

Genre: ANGST, HORROR, HURT/COMFORT, fluff. Non-Idol AU, Fantasy AU

Warnings: (where do I begin) blood and gore, descriptions of injuries, talks of abuse and torture, talks of nudity, BTS being worried, BTS being the most caring and beautiful boys in the world, fluff.

DISCLAIMER: I do not own BTS. This fan fiction is just for fun!

Jin was in shock. Why would someone hide all of this. How? Jin snapped out of his shocked state and walked closer to the person, who was looking down at the floor ashamed about what Jin and Jimin have just seen. They were crying silent tears, mixing in with the blood and dirt on their face.

The door slams open and Taehyung was in the doorframe, panting as he has just run a marathon, with Jungkook and Jimin in tow. Tae gulped. "Namjoon-hyung asked us to come up. Jimin showed us what he saw with his magic. Can we help in anyway?"

Jin looked at the person who's chin was tucked into their chest. "Maybe you should leave. I don't want to spook them any more than we already have." Jin is in deep thought when he looked at Tae and Jimin. "Could you guys look in the library and see if there are any spells that will help cover wounds? I ran out of certain herbs..."

Tae looked at Jimin, who fluttered his wings, then back at Jin, and smiled " Of course. Do you want us to get anything else?" Jin shakes his head. Tae and Jimin leave to tell the others where they are going, then leaves for the town library. Jungkook is still standing in the doorway, tail swishing every few moments. Jungkook enters hesitantly and walks in front of the person. He looks for a moment and sees dried blood on the person's head. The placement of the blood was... familiar to Jungkook. While Jin stood next to Jungkook, the latter put his fingers underneath the person's chin and slightly pushed up, signalling for them to lift their head. Which they did. Jungkook and Jin release a shaky breath and tears begin to form in Jin's eyes.

The person's lips were sewn shut. The 'string' that was used was a type of thread that could rust, leaving the person's lips to be red and inflamed. Their nose was clearly broken and was not functioning properly. The person's eyes- god, their eyes- one eye was pure white. It was so white in fact that Jungkook thought it was some sort of ball to keep the eye socket from collapsing in on itself. There were burn marks on the person's neck, suggesting that they were abused or tortured in someway. Also on their neck-more precisely, their throat, was a long cut that had staples in it to help hold it together. Not stitches - staples. And there was so. Much. Blood. Jungkook and Jin didn't even know if the blood was even the persons.

Jin takes a breath and does a 'Brother Link' with everyone. Only they can hear what Jin is saying. Jin approaches the person and puts his finger on the person's forehead, connecting them to the link.

'What happened to you?'

Silence filled the atmosphere. Jin carefully pulled a knife from his belt and was about to cut the thread on the persons lips, when Jungkook stopped him.

'May I, hyung? Since they know me, they might not lash out as much.'

Jin gave a concerned look at Jungkook but Jungkook held his hand up, so Jin could give him the knife. After a few hesitant seconds, Jin put the knife in Jungkook's hand.

Jungkook put the knife to the person's lips and slowly started to cut the thread off and pulled the thread out of their lips. The person didn't react. All they did was tap their thumb against their index finger. When the thread was cut, Jin put the knife in his belt. Jungkook gently grabbed the person's jaw and slowly pulled their jaw down. As soon as their mouth opened, blood dropped out of the person's mouth.

Jin flicked his wrist and a mop and bucket came out of the corner and cleaned up the mess. The person's eyes were locked on the floating cleaning supplies and tilted their head slightly in curiosity. Jungkook giggled. 'Do you like hyung's magic?' The person looked at Jungkook... And nodded.

Jungkook inspected the persons mouth and almost started to vomit but he couldn't because he was in too much shock.

The person's tongue was cut out.

Jin was taken aback. Who would do such a thing? Jin decided to take notes so he can brew different potions and look at specific spells that can help the person's recovery. Jungkook goes back to what he was doing and takes off the person's gloves. They have tattoos that... Glowed... Jungkook knew of eyes glowing but... Tattoos?

Jungkook took off the remaining pieces of clothing (poor excuses of clothing) and was fuming, tail swishing, ears twitching and puffing out little clouds of magic.

The body of the person was riddled with scratches, burns and cuts. It was in such bad condition that Jungkook and Jin couldn't even tell what gender the person was. From what they have just seen, the theory that Jin had of the person possibly being tortured was sadly correct.

The person looked at Jungkook and slightly raised their hands. Jungkook stepped forward in reaching distance from the person. While up close, he has now noticed that the person also has hills on their neck and a few patches of dirty scales on their hands, arms, legs and chest. The person reaches up and stops their hands a few inches away from Jungkook's wolf ears, looks at Jungkook and pouts slightly. Jungkook smiles and leans his head into the person's hands. The person smiles slightly and starts to scratch Jungkook's ears. Jungkook whines and starts to shake his leg (I'll explain it later).

Jin observes silently while still taking notes. They aren't scared anymore but... Jin still senses that something is wrong. He doesn't know what, but something is definitely amiss. Jin sends a mental message to RJ to send Yoongi up. RJ gets up from his corner, stretches (do Alpacas even stretch?) And walks out of the room.

Meanwhile, Jin walks behind the person to see if there is any damage to the person's back. He wished he never looked. The person's back was in the worst state. Their back was torn apart. It looked like someone grabbed their wings and just... Ripped them right out of their back. There was also muscle damage around their tailbone area. Their tail might have been removed. Jin felt more and more sorry for the person. Fuck. He thought he or the boys had a tough life.The person senses that Jin is about to touch them, so they lean their head into Jungkook's chest, hiding themselves away from the world. Jungkook looks down and sees the remains of ears on their head, as well as horn stumps that had blood and tool marks surrounding it. What WAS this person?

Jin put his hand beside one of the tearing marks and 'saw' that they, indeed, had wings and that they were ripped out of their back. Jin sighed sadly and walked in front of the person. He stroked the person's head, while being mindful about the horn stumps and the ear remains. The person lifted their head up to look at Jin.

'You're going to be ok.'

That's all he could say. He was still in slight shock that he didn't know if he said something else, it would help the situation. RJ beats before entering the room, Yoongi following behind with a glass of Special Water. Yoongi saw the person without the protection of the clothing and mask and stood there with a slightly scared expression. Yoongi knew in these sorts of situations, you don't show extreme emotion. He knew from experience.

'Fuck. What the hell happened?' He said while walking over and taking Jungkook's spot. The person was instantly fixated on Yoongi's hands, which - when in an extreme state of mind - had a watery shine to them, as well as having more scales. They began to play with his fingers to preoccupy themselves.

'We don't know.' Jin said while shrugging. Jungkook lifted their tail up and the person was fidgetting with both Yoongi's hand as well as Jungkook's tail. 'But you might need to take them to the Healing Pool.

Yoongi sighed and nodded. The only time he went there was when they found Jimin and it wasn't a pretty sight. Yoongi delicately grabbed the person's wrists to put around his neck. He then stood in between the person's legs and put his hands underneath their thighs. The person was shaking.

'Its okay. I'm just picking you up so I can take you to our cart, okay?' The person shakily nodded their head. As soon as Yoongi picked them up, the person buried their head into Yoongi's neck and breathed in his scent: salt water and... Tangerines? Huh. Weird.

Yoongi walked into the living room where Tae was pacing back and forth with Hoseok watching him and Namjoon was reading a book on Healing Soups. (Don't ask) Yoongi smiled sadly and nodded to the boys. Hoseok lead Yoongi out while Tae, Namjoon and Jin collected various herbs and liquids to help with the Healing Pool Process.

Hoseok walked to a wooden shed that was covered in different kinds of fungus, vines and flowers. He stamped his foot twice and a magical cart came out of the shed.

The cart had no horses pulling it, yet it looked like it was being pulled along by one. It was decorated with the same types of vines, fungus and flowers that the shed had. Yoongi got onto the cart and sat down with the person in his lap. Hoseok sat across from them and was looking into the forest, minding his business. Where they were going, the person needs ALL the comfort they can get. Namjoon and Tae came out the front door and climbed onto the cart carrying 3 bags. Jin hopped on the cart where he could see everything. He looked in the direction of the Healing Pool, clicked his fingers and pointed. The cart slowly moved into the direction he pointed.

The direction that the Bangtan Coven thought they would never return to...

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I really love cliffhangers, don't I?

What will happen at the Healing Pool? Well, you will have to find out in the next chapter.

Author Emily OUT 💜

Taglist: @kookiecrumb @exactlyfuriouscoffee @candied-lavender @angelic-lawyer

SPELLPROOF QUESTION!

Hi guys! It's Emily here! 💜

I was just wondering something...

Do you guys want some drabbles/one-shots about the Spellproof characters? For example; Yoongi making brownies for the person etc?

Let me know of any ideas that you guys have and who knows? You might get to know our band of characters a little more...

Author Emily OUT! 💜

Taglist: @nonbinaryidiot @kookiecrumb @exactlyfuriouscoffee @candied-lavender @angelic-lawyer

Another day... Another chapter...

*sigh* I still don't know how I'm getting ideas for this, to be honest 🤣 But I'm still going... Somehow...

Also I have decided to change the gender of the person from gender neutral to female. If you are offended by that, I'm sorry! But I can explain it in a future chapter. Don't worry.

So with that in mind...

Here is Chapter 4!

SPELLPROOF 4

Pairing: OT7 x reader

Genre: hurt/comfort, Smut, Angst, Fluff

Warnings: swearing, blood and gore, slight description of seperation anxiety, injury discussion, nudity (I don't know how to talk about nudity but I'll try 🤣😭) BTS being fluffy but also BTS being protective mother hens as well. If I forget anything, let me know.

NOTE: I keep forgetting to put this at the start but I want to thank @kookiecrumb for helping me name this fanfiction. You're so lovely, I'm so lovely, We're so lovely, lovely,lovely.

DISCLAIMER: I don't own BTS. This fan fiction is just for fun!

The journey to the Healing Pool was a journey filled with silence and tense memories. The last time the boys were there, they thought they wouldnt survive and the Pool would drown them instead of heal them.

The cart stopped at the edge of the lake and everyone got out. They looked at the Pool with slight fear. Even though this place almost killed them, this was the only way that they could help their new companion.

Yoongi set the person down on a flat rock next to the water and made sure they were comfortable, then helped Jin with his herbs and other things Jin brought to pass the time.

Tae looked at the person, who was tapping on the rock in a hurried fashion and rocking back and forth. He walked over and put his hand on the person's shoulder. This took the person out of their trance and they looked at Tae with a blank expression.

"You ok?"

The person tilted their head to the side and slightly shrugged. Tae took this as a sign of gratitude as well as a sign of slight anxiety. He knows the signs VERY intimately. All the boys do. Some have it worse than others. Tae just stood there so the person could have silent support.

Jin came over and whispered in Tae's ear. Tae nodded and Jin walked back to his herbs. Tae looked back at the person. The tapping got faster.

"Jin's ready."

Tae approaches the person and picked them up gently. He now has noticed how frail the person was since he could feel the person's heart pound against their ribcage, as well as the blood pumping through their veins.

While Tae was walking over, the person looked at Jin. Jin was floating slightly in the air, his eyes glowing purple and speaking in Korean. The person then looked at Yoongi, but instantly looked away, blushing so red that it was possible to see the redness from underneath the dirt.

Yoongi was naked and was in the process of walking into the Pool. (By the way, Yoongi is RIPPED!) Hoseok was also in the Pool but he brought swimming shorts since he wasn't... As useful in this process of Healing like Yoongi would.

Tae giggled at the person's actions.

"Never seen a man naked before, huh?" He said in a joking manner. The person shook their head and then looked away. The person got the shock of their life when Tae put them in the arms of Yoongi, who has changed... Significantly.

The person looked Yoongi dead in the eyes, somewhat fearful of looking down. Yoongi smiled slightly.

"You can look down. It's okay"

The person flicked from a movement on their legs, then looked down and their eyes widened, wrapping their legs around Yoongi's waist and their arms around his neck. Instead of human legs, was a merman tail.

The scales on his tail, which were also on his hands, chest, arms and neck, were white which faded into a beautiful purple. Just like Jin's eyes. The person decided to be a bit braver and started to stroke Yoongi's scales on his neck. Yoongi shivered and moaned softly. The person retracted their hands as if they touched something hot (Author note: well... Yoongi is pretty hot. 😉)

Yoongi giggled and shook his head.

"Sorry. I'm not used to that feeling."

The person understood by nodding. Hoseok walked over and put his hand on the persons cheek, stroking it since he won't be able to comfort them for a while.

"Hey there. There's something I need to ask you but if you decide not to, that's ok." The person tilted their head. "Could you... Take off your clothes?"

Yoongi smacked Hoseok on the head, causing Hoseok to hold his head in mock pain.

"You could have asked in a better way than that! You sound like a fucking pervert!"

Yoongi huffed, the looked at the person, who looked back at him with fear in their eyes.

"What he SHOULD have said was, we need your clothes to come off since the Process of Healing has a sort of magic surrounding it and it can cause clothes to... Burn off of you and cause more injuries. We don't want that, do we?"

The person shakes their head then puts their hands under the water to take off their 'shirt'. The material came off very quickly. While the person was fiddling with the rest of their clothing, Yoongi was looking at their chest (NOT IN A PERVY WAY!) to see their wounds on their chest more clearly.

The wounds were in different shapes and sizes. Most of the wounds were in the shape of a whip, which didn't bode well for the person's mental state. Also on the person's chest were muscles and torn meat where breasts should be sitting. Yoongi looked up at the person with tears in his eyes.

The person looked worried. They reached up and wiped his tears, causing Yoongi to push his head further into their hands. The distraction helped Yoongi get his mind back into the right state. He needs to think about the person on his lap (merman lap? I don't know.) Then he can go murder whoever did this...

The person looked down and ripped the flimsy material off of their waist and threw it onto the rock where Tae and Hoseok were sitting, observing the interaction with warm smiles on their faces. Yoongi felt the person's vagina on his scales, further confirming that the person is, indeed, a woman.

Yoongi drifted away from the other boys to the middle of the Pool. The woman realises this and starts to panic. Why is she away from them? Yoongi sensed this and delicately turned the woman's head towards his own. He placed his forehead against hers and closed his eyes.

"I know that you're scared. To be honest... I am too." The woman closed her eyes and let out a shaky breath. "I haven't been here since I was found by Namjoon and Jin. But I swear on my own life that we aren't going to hurt you. Never in a million years will we EVER touch you in a cruel way. We don't know what happened to you, but we are just here to help."

Yoongi opened his eyes and looked at the woman's features.

"Do you trust me?"

The woman opened her eyes, revealing a mixture of deep blues and normal blues in her eyes. She smiles and nods. Yoongi smiled back and puts her head into his shoulder, the dives into the depths of the Pool.

--————————————————————--

Yoongi swan down the 60 metre Pool and stopped at the bottom. He took the woman's head out of his shoulder and looked at her. She opened her eyes, showing the same blue colours that Yoongi saw before but with slight red tinges swirling in between the blues. Her gills on her neck had also opened up but not all of them.

Yoongi put his forehead on hers again to show a sign of trust. He looked up and saw that Jin dropped a bottle of Complete Healing down into the Pool. When the bottle was in reaching distance, he grabbed the bottle and took the cork off the bottle.

He then did a lifting motion with his hand and the liquid came out of the bottle and formed a bubble. The woman looked at the bubble with curiousity. Yoongi held the golden bubble and did a slurping motion to demonstrate what she had to do.

She held the bubble and was looking at it with fear. Sure, she trusted the boys, but did she FULLY trust them? Yoongi tapped on her shoulder, causing her to look up. Yoongi held up a note that Jin had written.

'Hey! It's Jin here!

Don't worry! The liquid is a Complete Healing potion. It will heal everything -and I mean EVERYTHING! But it will put you to sleep so you can rest while it's running through your system. However, you need to decide if you want to heal or not. I'll explain.

The Healing Pool has a certain type of magic. It decides if you truly need to heal or not. If it says that you can heal, that's great! You can swim up to the surface and come back to our house. If not, well... I'm not entirely sure what happens. But it'll all be okay. I'm sure of it!

Kind regards,

Kim Seokjin'

The woman looked at the bubble. Then at Yoongi who was currently holding a seaweed blanket to help with comfort. Then she looked at her surroundings in the Pool. She wanted to heal. She truly did! But... Her fate would be sealed in the walls of the Pool.

She huffed, then took a deep breath. Here goes nothing. She slurped up the bubble and began to feel... Tingly. Yoongi swan over and slowly and gently pushed her back onto the Pools floor where a rock covered in moss was holding up her head. Her eyes started to close, succumbing to her sudden sleepiness.

The last thing she saw was Yoongi swimming to the surface before she fell asleep.

--————————————————————--

Yoongi was sat on the rock wall, his tail fin dipping in the Pools glowing water. Tae has kept him company while Jin, Hoseok and Namjoon went back to the house. (Namjoon was there for moral support. Jin wouldn't let him near anything.)

Tae massaged Yoongi's shoulder while also looking into the water. Every other injury that Yoongi had when he was first discovered by the boys was healed, except for his shoulder. The teeth marks from the siren that bit him were still sore.

"How long has it been since I left her in there?"

Tae looked at his watch.

"8 hours..."

Yoongi let out a huff of exhaustion and frustration.

"I should be in there with her. Helping her along the way."

"You know that the Pool has rules"

"I know the Pool has its rules. But it's fucking unfair! She's never been in the Pool. She doesn't know the power that the Pool holds. Let alone, what we hold if we are pushed hard enough. I just..."

Yoongi closed his eyes and shed a tear.

"I just want to make sure that she is ok."

Yoongi looked at Tae. They both smiled at each other...

The water started to bubble.

Yoongi and Tae looked up and waited in anticipation. Then...

The woman came out of the water, gasping for air and coughing up water. When she regained her senses, she stood up and turned towards Yoongi and Tae, who were in shock.

Tae gulped.

"Is...i-is that... Who I... Think it is... Yoongi-hyung? I thought she was a legend that my bunomin told me when I was a child.. i-its... Impossible. Isn't it?!"

Yoongi shifted into his human form and put on sweats while still in a state of shock. He looked at Tae with a slight look of shock.

"well... It looks like she was real after all..."

He looked at the woman who was slowly approaching them on wobbly legs.

"She's the 12-Tailed Woman..."

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And we have another CLIFFHANGER!!!

Woo! Jeez... My head hurts... 🤣 I hope you guys are enjoying this series so far. I have been working my butt off for this series and I haven't put this much effort into something since I went to school... No wonder I barely passed.🤣

Anyway, if you guys have any further questions or anything regarding this series, for example, if you want a drabble, headcanon or oneshot about the SpellProof characters and the SpellProof universe, let me know as well!

Note: Bumonim means parents in Korean.

Who is the 12-Tailed Woman? What are her intentions? Where did she come from?

Well... You'll find out... In the next chapter...

Author Emily OUT! 💜

Taglist: @exactlyfuriouscoffee @nonbinaryidiot @angelic-lawyer @candied-lavender

Guess who's back! Back again! Emily's back! (Still with virus) Tell a friend!

IM BACK!

I hope that you guys are doing ok. I'm feeling better. To be honest with you, all I've got is just a sore throat and a runny nose... Hmm.

ANYWAY! There will be something at the end that you guys should read since it's a future 'project', if you will. So...

With that being said...

Let's go!

SPELLPROOF 05

Pairing: ot7 X reader

Genre: Fluff, Smut, Angst, Hurt and Comfort, Horror.

Warnings for this chapter: Talks of abuse, depictions of bullying, suicidal tendencies, unloving parents, unloving little shits in school, unloving people in general, the reader has a LOT of information told about themselves this chapter.

DISCLAIMER 1: Since this chapter does contain talks on sensitive subjects, please don't read this if you don't want to. I'm not going to force you to. If you want to have a talk about anything, I'm here. If you are reading it, I'll put 5 asterisks to show where it begins and where it ends. Borahae! 💜

DISCLAIMER 2: I do not own BTS. This fan fiction is just for fun!

Yoongi and Tae approach the woman slowly. As she observes them, she now realises why they have a slight hue of pink on their cheeks. She looks down and quickly confirms the problem.

She clicks her fingers and the wind picks up, throwing leaves and twigs around her. When the leaves touch her body, they stick to her and slowly form clothing. Yoongi and Tae look around in amazement and stop walking towards her and they look at the magnetic woman in front of them.

The woman is standing strong and proud in a leafy jumpsuit. Her wings, which are white and have rainbow streaks at the tips, was tucked into her back. When they move, they sparkle and have little rainbows follow them. Her horns are small, but are glowing the same colour as her eyes: a beautiful green. Just like the greenhouse...

Her ears and tails are also the same colour as her wings. The tails are slowly swaying back and forth, while her ears twitch on her head whenever she hears the sounds of the forest.

She smiles and closes the distance between her and the boys. She bows her head in greeting. The boys bow back.

'H-hi. You look...' Yoongi looks at Tae for reasurrance.

'Different.'

The woman huffs out a breath, resembling a laugh and points in the direction of where the boys went previously. Yoongi and Tae look at each other, shrug, then take their places next to the woman; Yoongi on her left, Tae on her right.

They didn't realise that the woman was so tall! Since she was curled into herself when she was standing when they first saw her, they thought she was Jimin's height... Nope! She might even rival Namjoon! Yoongi had to lift his head slightly but Taehyung was fine.

With a nod from the woman, they set off on their walk back to the house...

_-_-_-_

Jimin was waiting on the porch (like the good boy he is... I'll stop) fiddling with his magic. When he heard the giggles of Yoongi and Tae, Jimin jumped from his seated position and his wings started fluttering so hard, they were about to fly off of his body.

'Guys! They're back! Shes ok!' Jimin squealed as he ran down to greet the woman. Jimin jumped on the woman and she wrapped her arms around his waist, being mindful of his wings. She had a look of shock on her face. She looked at Yoongi and Tae, who were currently having laughing fits. So hard in fact that Tae's laugh sounds like a kettle. The woman rolled her eyes.

When Jimin pulled back, he gasped at the woman.

'You're so beautiful! And so tall too!' Jimin dropped down and looked up at the woman, who was currently blushing as red as RJs handkerchief.

She looks at Tae and points at the house several times, showing that she wants to leave the conversation. He smiles and takes her inside, followed by Yoongi and Jimin.

When she walked in, Jungkook runs up to her and starts bouncing.

'I KNEW IT! You have ears like me! And look at your tail...' He looks behind her and sees her 12 tails swishing about. 'Tails?!' He looks at her, eyes widened. Tae looks at Namjoon, Jin and Hoseok and nods.

Jin sighed. His predictions were correct: the woman was indeed the 12 Tailed Woman. If so... Jin winced slightly, causing the boys to look at him.

'Whats wrong, hyung?' Hoseok looks at Jin. Jin walks over to the woman and starts to examine her closely and carefully. Her eyes turn amber. Jin catches on and strokes her cheek.

'Its ok. I'm just making sure that the Pool healed you properly. Sometimes it doesn't do it fully.' Yoongi looks at his injured shoulder in slight disgust. Her eyes turned back to green. Jin looks at the boys.

'If she truly is the 12 Tailed Woman, we need to know everything. And I mean, EVERYTHING.' Jin turns to the woman. 'I know that I might be pushing into a boundary of some sort, but we need to know who you are so we can help in every way.'

The woman looks at every boy in the room, ears and tails twitching in thought, her eyes turning yellow. She has been guarded for so long... Can she do this?

Would they still want her for who she is if they found out her secret?

...Yes, they would.

Whenever she is around these men, she doesn't want to run away. She wants to stay. It's like... She was home. Could this be...

...no! Of course not! Those type of things don't exist. Hers is burnt into her skin. Why would she believe in it now?

But... People need to know. They need to know that others like her are out there. Starting with the Bangtan Coven.

She looks at Jin and nods. She walks to the TV and motions for the boys to sit down. The boys rush over and wonder what she is about to do. Bundled up on the couch, she motions Hobi to turn on the TV. He does and she puts her hand on the television screen.

Hello, boys.

The boys looked at her with wonder. She has experience with magic. Huh.

My name is YN and I am indeed the 12 Tailed Woman. You would like me to confirm my story. Understandable. But before I do, I would like to ask a question.

She looks at Taehyung.

Sir Taehyung, when you were talking about your mother, about the bedtime stories, what were they about, exactly?

Tae furrowed his eyebrows slightly, thinking back to his childhood.

'Mainly, the story was about a princess who saved herself from the evil dragon.'

YN smiled sadly.

Unfortunately, that's far from the truth. I do want one thing from you all.

The boys motion for her to continue.

I need your verbal consent that I can show you this. I have seen such horrible things that I haven't talked about for a VERY long time. Can you handle it?

Namjoon nods. 'We need to know.'

... as you wish...

The screen darkens and the boys prepare for what they are about to watch.

_-_-_-_-_ *****

YN was sat in a room with her parents. Her father was holding a letter from a doctor in his hand. He stared at his daughter with an angry look. Her mother was looking at her with a blank look in her eyes.

Her father put the letter on the table. Her mother left the room. YN read the letter.

Dear Mr and Mrs [REDACTED],

The results for your daughter's speech pathology and behavioural issues has come back.

The test came back saying that you daughter, YN [REDACTED] has Autism Spectrum Disorder.

There are many therapies and funding that we can provide for you and your child.

If there are any more questions, please let me or my staff know.

Kind regards,

Dr John Bell

Her father stood from his chair and walked around so he was standing behind her. He grabbed her by the hair and slammed her head against the table.

'You are disgusting, you know that? A poor excuse of a child!'

He leaves the room. YN sits there for a while. What did she do? She thought she was fine. She knew she wasn't normal. Obviously. She had Fennec Fox ears that were white and rainbow at the tips, horns that glowed and 12 tails that were the same colour as her ears. Oh. She also has wings that tear through every shirt she has so her parents had to pay more money for hybrid safe shirts.

She walked out of the room and sat in the lounge room. Her mother was smoking a cigarette while her father was pacing around the room.

'I thought that I would have a son that would be excellent at playing sports and maybe, one day, he would be in the big leagues, earning lots of money and making his parents proud. But no. Instead, I got you. A fucking spastic who is scared of thunder and lightning because it's "too loud". Bullshit.'

Her father goes and grabs a beer from the fridge. YN pulls her legs onto the couch, curling into a little ball. Why couldn't she be normal? She knew she wasn't. Everyone knew.

Her village was a tight knit community. If there was a problem, EVERYONE would know. So when she was showing signs that she wasn't like other students, they didn't take it well.

They started bullying her for no reason. Calling her names from the ones that don't really have an effect, such as fat, ugly and too tall. To the names that really leave a mark. Retarded. Not good enough. Diseased ridden. One of the kids actually threatened to kill her mother because it was 'getting rid of the root of the problem'.

She sat in silence while her father sat on the couch next to her. He grabbed one of her ears and yanked her head forward so she fell off the couch onto the white fluffy carpet.

'Animals aren't supposed to be on the couch.' He laughed at his own cruel joke and pointed at a spot in the corner, where no-one could see it. YN crawled over and her ears drooped in sadness.

It was a dog bed. Covered in dust.

She unfortunately had to sleep in that bed for the entire time she was living there. Whenever she tried to go to her own room, her father would throw her onto the ground and shout: 'Animals stay downstairs!'

Her mental health was slowly getting worse. Not only was she now labelled as the disabled kid, she was also labelled as the kid who has anxiety and depression. It wasn't a good mixture.

Her stimming became more of a way to selfharm. She was ripping the skin off her hands by rubbing the back of her hands on the wall and keep doing it until there was blood painting the wall. She was also secretly slitting her wrists in the backyard so her father didn't scold her for being 'broken'

She spent every night on the floor hoping that one day, her life would change...

... but it didn't. It just got worse.

One day, there was a knock on the door. Her father answered and talked quietly with the visitor. He pointed at YN, who was currently tilting her head in curiousity. 5 men entered the house and held YN down by her wrists, ankles and her ears.

She was screaming in terror.

"MUM! HELP ME!!! PLEASE!!! DADDY!!! HEELLLPPP!"

Her father looked on in glee. Her mother said nothing. She never said anything. She never fought when her daughter was being beaten to a pulp by her husband. She never said anything when he 'accidentally' dropped a pot of boiling water on her tails, causing YN to scream in pain.

She. Never. Said. Anything.

The men pushed on her so much that numerous cracks were heard in the room and YN started to scream like a banshee.

When the men picked her up, she didn't fight back. There was no point. She was exhausted and also had a massive meltdown which didn't help much.

Her father said to the man in charge something that YN would hate him for...

"I want another one. She's too broken to be a normal child."

_-_-_-_

The S.Miles Company.

A place where different children products were tested and smiles were being put on every children's faces whenever they left.

But behind closed doors was a different story.

The S.Miles Company was actually a illegal hybrid testing facility.

Hybrid testing facilities are only legal if they are funded by the government or are in the hybrid care department.

YN has been at the S.Miles Company for about 20 years. 30? She gave up on counting. She tried to make herself comfortable on her newspaper on the ground but that would never happen.

She tried to relax and try to get some sleep but whenever she closed her eyes, she saw flashes of her memories in THE ROOM.*****

Her back being slashed with whips. Her ears being electrocuted. Burnt. Her horns being grinded off her head. Her wings being pulled out of her back. Her tails being strapped down to a wooden board then being chopped off.

She opened her eyes.

All because she was different.

She stood up slowly and went over to her cage door. The guard was asleep, snoring so loudly it was like a car engine. She smiles for the first time. Lazy asshat.

Would she ever be free?

She has been planning her escape from the second she was thrown into her cell. She didn't do well in small, enclosed spaces like this. All she did was play around with her magic... Wait...

Her magic!

She lifted her hand slowly and carefully. The keys from the guards belt came off and floated towards her. When it was close enough, she turned her hand, palm down, and moves her fingers towards her. When she feels that her cell door key went into the lock, she rotated her wrist.

The door opened.

She was free! Well... Not yet... But her plan was working!

She hopped out of her cell and looked around. Huh. No cameras. No-one is around. Apart from the guard. Jeez. This company was a multi-billion won company and you'd think they put in some effort.

She looked above and saw a barred cell window back in her cell.

Really? She unlocked her cell door for what? Shits and giggles?

She went back into her cell and tried to figure out how she could climb up to the window. She looked at the cell door.

Perfect.

She used her magic to take the door off its hinges and lent it up against the wall. She climbed the door so she can get a better look at her one way ticket to freedom.

Not many bars but she still needs to break the bars somehow. Hmmmm. Maybe her magic? I mean, it was strong enough to lift a FUCKING CELL DOOR THAT WEIGHTS OVER 100 KGS, it would be easy to snap a few bars of metal.

"OI! WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?!"

Shit!

YN snapped her head in the guards direction, causing the door to fly toward the guard as a weapon.

SPLAT! (... I don't think I need to explain what happened)

YN sighed in relief then realised something. She looked down.

She was levitating. Well, that's something you don't see everyday. Just an hybrid floating in midair. It's fine.

She looked at the window and punched it. With the force that she punched the window, as well as the magic in her hand, caused the bars to be completely obliterated.

Jeez, she felt like a superhero.

She shimmied her way out of the cell and RAN.

She ran all the way out and disguised herself with the scrap fabric around the yard by waving her hand in the air in a circular motion, causing different fabrics to stick to her like a second skin.

She saw the 15 foot barbed wired fence in front on her. She smiled. With her new powers, nothing was in her way.

With her hands raised to the sky, she forced them down causing a gush of wind to propel her over the fence and to land on her feet delicately. She turned around to see her final 'home' and looked at the Directors Room. Her eyes widened slightly.

The Director... Was her father.

No wonder he hated her guts...

She smiled as much as she could at him (even though her face was covered) and pointed both middle fingers at him. Fucking asshole.

Then she ran.

She ran so far that the adrenaline that was pumping through her veins suddenly disappeared. But she still ran.

She thought that she ran through a barrier of some kind but in her state of mind at the moment, she didn't care. She just wanted to be as far away from that man and that place as possible.

She tripped over a tree root and fell down a small hill in the forest. She just... Let it happen. Hitting different rocks and twigs on the way down, she landed in a puddle of cold water.

She slowly stood up and started to limp quickly. Then after a few seconds, pain flew through her leg. She fell and screamed, causing the thread in her lips to expand and to rip her lips slightly.

She pulled herself into a bush which had a convenient tree large enough to lean up against. Now she can finally rest. She looked up. She saw something that she thought she would never see.*****

Stars.

They were so beautiful. So pretty. So carefree. So... Normal. YN wanted to be one of them. She could be with everyone and not be judged. She would be a part of a place where people were treated equally. But in society, that would be far from the truth.

She heard sticks snapping. It was time. She slowly closed her eyes... And waited...

A bleat and bark could be heard. Then...

Darkness...

_-_-_-_-_-_

YN took her hand off of the TV and looked at the boys. All of them were crying, holding each other for comfort. She smiled sadly.

Jungkook stood up with Tae, walked over to YN and held her close. Jungkook held her from behind and put his head into her shoulder, lightly licking her scent gland. Tae put one hand on her face while the other one was on her waist.

"We're so sorry!" Tae said before bursting into tears. YN pulled his head toward her mouth and kissed his head lightly.

"You can't change what happened. It's a part of me forever, but I'm okay now. Yes, I have the occasional nightmare, but I'm okay."

She smiled at Tae to give him reassurance. He smiles back.

She went to sit down but Jungkook sat down first, pulling YN into his lap. She hovered over his lap before slowly putting her weight onto him. Tae sat closely near her, holding her hand and putting his head on YN's shoulder.

"I know that was a lot to understand, but it's okay. I agree. However, I thought that now we could have some time where we could talk about my Autism. I don't mind talking about it. So..."

She looks at the boys expectantly.

"What would you like to know?"

_-_-_-_-_-_-_

And DONE!

Yay!

Wow. I thought that I wouldn't do this. But somehow... I did! Woo! *High fives self*

I hope that you enjoyed!

So the thing I was talking about with the project was actually something that would involve you guys! My idea was that you guys would ask the woman aka YN about Autism. You could select one of the boys and get one of them to ask a question. Not only would you be getting an insight on her Autism, you also get a look at the boys personalities as well! Win-win situation!

All you have to do is tell me the boy that you want to ask and the type of questions you want to ask! She is an open book! So ask any question.

Creative... I know.

Anyway, I hope you enjoyed!

Author Emily OUT 💜

Taglist: @nonbinaryidiot @kookiecrumb @exactlyfuriouscoffee @angelic-lawyer @candied-lavender @persphonesorchid @singukieee

So, I was wondering if you could do a little drabble where the boys take the reader out, and treat her to some coffee and dessert in those cute little coffee shops? Just some fluff because reader definitely deserves some rest after all the torture she went through 🥺

This sounds so adorable! I'm squealing!

She does deserve a break... I am REALLY throwing her under the bus, aren't I? 🤣😭

Ok. I'll give it my best shot!

Also I have beaten COVID! Woo!

SPELLPROOF One-Shot: Trying new things.

Pairing: ot7 X reader

Genre: Fluff, Fluff and even more fluff, humor (if you find me funny)

Warnings: BTS being cute, YN being cute, everyone is being cute.

NOTE: This takes place in the SpellProof universe but it isn't at the start of any chapter. It is further along, in a sense, but this is just a filler so I can actually make the rest of the story seem coherent.

DISCLAIMER: I don't own BTS. This fan fiction is just for fun!

Today was a great day for YN. Why? Because she was going to do something she has never done.

Going into public with a lot of noises.

To 'normal' people, it's fine; they go on with their lives. YN, however; not so much.

Since she is autistic, her hearing is more sensitive to noise than other people's hearings. Add in her fennec Fox ears and you have a recipe for a disaster waiting to happen.

One time Namjoon forgot to tell her that there was a thunderstorm happening and when the thunder hit her eardrums, she jumped off the couch and snuggled up to Yoongi and Hoseok, shivering and shaking like a leaf on a windy day.

But she is going to be okay. She has her boys with her so she can focus on something and not get overwhelmed by everything going on.

YN was reading one of her fantasy books that Namjoon gave her when there was a knock on the door. Her ears perked up and her tails thumped against the chair.

"Come in!"

The door opened, revealing Jimin, Taehyung and Jungkook at her door. Tae walked over to YN, sat in front of her legs and put his head in her lap. YN giggles. Jungkook sleepily walked in, sat down next to her and started whining. Jimin, on the other hand, fluttered over to her and plopped himself on YN's lap, straddling her thick (or as I say, thick with 2 c's) thighs. This move caused YN to let out an 'oof' when Jimin landed.

Taehyung moved his head out of the way quickly and repositioned himself so he was on YNs left side. Jimin took YNs hands and put them in his hair. YN started to scratch his head, causing Jimin to hum softly and put his head into YNs chest. YN giggles again.

"Good morning to you too."

Jungkook looks up, eyes half open.

"YN-ah, Hobi-hyung wants you downstairs, dressed and ready to go out and eat."

As YN was about to answer, a loud stomach grumble answered for her. YN slowly looked to her left and saw Tae pouting.

"I wanted to eat breakfast, but Jin smacked my head with a spatula. He said that we should treat you to some food from his abeoji*s restaurant. So... Could you hurry?"

YN looked at Jimin for an opinion, but he currently had his head leaning back slightly into YNs hands. His eyes were closed in pleasure (minds out of the gutter... I see you...) His mouth slightly open with a smile and his wings were fluttering. YN tapped his head, causing Jimin to snap out of his trance.

"Hey! Why did you stop?? I was enjoying myself."

Tae snickered. Jimin smacked his head in response. "Not like that!"

Jimin got off YNs lap, pulling Tae up with him and push Tae out of the room.

"YN, I have to deal with a brat, so could you deal with Jungkook? Don't worry. It's like dealing with a sleepy puppy. Bye bye!"

Jimin closed the door, leaving YN with a sleepy Jungkook.

(Can I just say... Jungkook being sleepy is the cutest thing I have ever seen. And I finally have found out how to put in GIFs. Geez. Took me long enough) She crouched down in front of Jungkook, who was slightly swaying. She looked at the clock on her bedside table. 4pm.

How is this boy sleepy AT 4PM??

She looked back at Jungkook. "What are you so sleepy, Kookie?"

She started to stroke his ears, which made Jungkook whine and made his tail thump.

"Mmmmm.... Playing..... Games.....TaeTae....Not my fault...." Jungkook sleepily mumbled as he pushed his head into YN's hand more.

Ah. That makes sense.

Well, Hobi said to get ready. So she has to. There is one problem.

There is currently a wizard wolf boy on her floor, sleepily swaying.

Could she call one of the boys to grab him? No. They are probably busy. Could she get Bam or RJ to do it for her? No. RJ was with Jin and Bam was outside with Hobi, who was currently making sure that the flowers around the property were taken care of.

She huffed. It's time to take matters into her own hands.

'He looks pretty light...' YN thought to herself.

She retracted her hand from Jungkook, who let out a sound of annoyance. YN put her hands under Jungkook's thighs and lifted him into her chest. Jungkook's head flopped onto her shoulder. She grunted.

'...never mind...'

YN carefully turned around and went to her door. She opened it and slowly and steadily, went downstairs with the sleepy maknae in her arms.

Namjoon was reading one of his many books when he saw the woman bring Jungkook down the stairs. He watched with wide eyes and an agape mouth as YN went to the couch and tossed Jungkook lightly onto it. YN turned around, then jumped at the sight of Namjoon.

Namjoon was sat in a beige chair wearing an oversized sleeveless hoodie with blue and white text that says BALENCIAGA PARIS with an emblem in the middle, blue baggy jeans, white sneakers and an orange beanie.

Namjoon shook his head in shock.

"How... Why... How did you do that?"

YN looks at Jungkook, who was now sitting up, looking around the room sleepily.

"Ummm.... With my hands...?"

"But how did you hold him up?!"

"Uhhh... With my arms..."

"I mean, I thought that we could hold things up, but damn... I'm mistaken!" Namjoon smiled at YN.

"There's one thing that we can't hold." Yoongi said while walking into the room and flopping on the couch, causing Jungkook to get up and go into his room. Yoongi was wearing a black sweatshirt and sweatpants with white sneakers. Simple, yet effective.

"And what would that be?" YN asked.

Yoongi smiled at YN "That, my curious 12 Tailed Fox, would be alcohol."

"...oh..."

Jimin fluttered into the room and sat in front of Namjoon. Jimin was wearing a dark green sweatshirt that said BE A GOOD HUMAN on the back with yellow smiley faces on the elbows, black skinny jeans and black Chelsea boots.

"Hey! We can hold our liquor. I'm a goddamn pro!"

"Remember what happened at Ossu Seiromushi on our anniversary?"

Jimin's face paled. "Are we going there today?"

Yoongi gave Jimin an evil grin. Jimin looked at the ground in shock and cussed out Yoongi in Korean.

Namjoon was silent, let out a silent giggle then went back to reading while shooing YN away, signalling her to get ready. She went upstairs into her room and opened her walk-in wardrobe.

She looked around her wardrobe with slight shock in her eyes. Why did she make all the boys get her clothing options? There were so many options that it made her have a slight meltdown. What does she wear today? Is the weather hot or cold? Was the weather just at the right temperature? Does she wear a dress? If so, does she wear heels, flats or sneakers? Does she wear a playsuit? Maybe a nice T-shirt and pant combo? What about-

A knock on the door brings her back to reality.

"Hey, you ok in there?" Hobi asked from the other side of the door. YN smiles. Hobi is like a sadness detector. He feels something is off, he tries to resolve it.

"Yeah, I'm okay. Just... There's a lot of clothing, that's all."

"Awwww! You'll be fine! I have faith in you, sweetie! Anyway, I'll be downstairs with the boys. See you in a moment!"

YN looked back at the clothing and took a deep breath. She looked at the temperature on her phone. Not too hot. Not too cold. Just right. She is feeling in a dress mood today so she went to the dress part of the wardrobe.

She looked at her dresses. She pulled out a beautiful floral dress that Tae got her from Gucci. She looked at the price tag. She almost choked on her own spit.

Yeah... She's putting that back.

She saw a short neon green dress. Nope. Not in a million years. Then... She saw it... The dress that she was looking for.

The Strawberry Dress.

The dress was beautiful. It made her feel like a princess. She immediately grabbed it and put it on. She looked at herself in the mirror. She looked... Amazing. She put on white sneakers and accessorised with a small white purse, some silver earrings and glasses with a clear frame.

She giggled and walked out of her wardrobe with a confident stride. She walked down the stairs and caught all the boys attention. Well... Except Jin.

"Wow... YN, you look..." Jungkook said while walking towards her.

"Weird?"

"Like an angel..." Jungkook held her hand and lifted it up so she can spin for him. She did, causing the dress to flow freely with her movements. She truly looked like an angel.

YN giggled, grabbed the car keys from the key bowl (I don't know if you guys have that, but it's a bowl or place where you put your keys...) turned around and jingled the keys. "Well, shall we?"

Jimin tilted his head. "Since when could you drive?"

While Jimin said this, the boys and girl started to lock up the house so they could leave without the worries of being burgled.

YN thought for a moment. "I taught myself, got what I needed for the requirements for a license, then POOF! I can drive."

Tae chuckled while getting in the car. "You're lucky Namjoon didn't teach you. Otherwise the car would be engulfed in flames." This statement caused everyone to laugh. Except Namjoon.

"Boy, you are so lucky that I don't whoop your ass..."

_-_-_-_-_

The restaurant was very quiet. Probably because Jin made everyone who made a loud noise leave the premises IMMEDIATELY! He didn't want his jagi to have a sensory overload, did he?... Wait... Jagi?

Jin saw the boys enter with YN in tow, who was currently holding Hobi's hand and was looking at the different decorations in curiousity. It was very nicely decorated. Maybe she could decorate the house like this.

"YN-ah!" Jin walked out of the kitchen and went to YN with his arms open. YN smiled and went into Jin's embrace. Jin swayed side to side since he knows that the movement helps stimulate her in a new place.

"Are you ready to try delicious food, made by yours truly?" Jin pretended to throw his hair over his shoulder by doing a hair flip.

YNs tails started to thump against her back and in the air in excitement. "I'm ready!" YN then walked over to the biggest table and sat on a chair. The boys looked at her and then walked over to join in her happiness.

"Jin-hyung, how long have you been here for?" YN tilted her head in curiousity.

"Well, my appa asked me to prepare food for today today and there wasn't really any business happening so I stayed behind so... I think... From 9 in the morning?"

YN looked at the clock. It's 5 now. YN widened her eyes.

"Why were you here for that long?!"

Jin laughed his iconic laugh(and I mean, *iconic*, darling).

"I wanted to treat you. I've been treating these boys for a long time now. Whenever someone new comes along, I make them food. Probably the potion conjuring part of me kicking in. *Snickers* Since I think you might be around for a while, I'm going to spoil you whether you like it or not." Jin ended his sentence with a smile.

Jin flicked his wrists and different plates of Korean dishes came out from the kitchen. When the plates were set in front of all the boys and YN, all of their stomachs started to growl in unison like they were in a band. (Hmmmm... A band you say?🤔🤔🤔)

YN was overwhelmed. In a good way. She has never had this much food in front of her before. But boy, she going to enjoy every single bite. Since she isn't Korean (if you are, I'm sorry!) She was learning about the different dishes that the boys (aka. Yoongi and Jin) made.

Slowly but surely, she identified all of the dishes on the table and smiled.There was kimchijeon* bibimbap,* tteokbokki*, bulgogi*, jjiage*, Korean fried chicken, bibim nengmyun* and samgyetang* on their table.

Jin remembered her favourite foods.

From a nod from Namjoon, it was a Food. Frenzy. Boys grabbing food from left and right. Conversations were happening like they hadn't seen each other in years; talking about the weather to how the greenhouse was coming along.

While enjoying her Korean fried chicken, she looked at all of the boys. She loves the chaotic behaviour of them. Jungkook is currently having a debate on whether his girlfriend in the future would peel a perilla with Jimin while Namjoon and Jin were trying not to spit out their kimchijeon.

She had another bite of her meal and closed her eyes in content.

This is something she could get used to.

_-_-_-_-_

No cliffhanger this time. Huh.

Anyway. I hope you guys enjoyed!

Korean translations (If it's wrong, blame Google)

Abeoji - father

Appa - dad (this is only appropriate when a son/daughter calls their father this)

Kimchijeon - Kimchi pancake

Bibimbap - consists of warm rice topped with mixed vegetables, beef or chicken, and raw egg, as well as soy sauce and a dollop of chilli pepper paste for seasoning.

Tteokbokki - red rice cakes

Bulgogi - consists of thin slices of marinated beef sirloin that are cooked alongside sliced onions, green peppers, and garlic using a charcoal burner, resulting in a distinctive smoky flavour.

Jjiage - Korean stew

Bibim nengmyun - spicy cold noodles

Samgyetang - Ginseng chicken soup.

Hopefully that was all the translations. I got the food ideas from this website: https://au.hotels.com/go/south-korea/great-korean-dishes

Anyway, have a good day!

Author Emily OUT! 💜

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