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[♡] he will never forget the way his heart stopped beating when he saw you coming out of work crying your heart out, and he lets you cry, even though his arms itched to hug you and he felt desperate to feel you even closer, he knew you needed your time to recompose and you never liked to be hugged unless you asked for.

and when he takes you to your favourite restaurant for date night, after a few silent minutes interrupted by your occasional sniffling, to hear your shy chuckles after a dumb joke that spilled from his lips, felt relieving, to say the least. he cleans the last set of tears still showing on the apple of your cheeks and with both hands gently pushes your hair behind your shoulders to let your cheeks breathe a little, a tiny shiver overtaking your body for a moment as a response.

"i love you so much, please don't ever cry again. you break my heart into a million pieces when you do" you nod to his words with another sniff and smile to him once he starts bringing bits and pieces of his food to the plate in front of you.

and seokjin makes sure that you leave the restaurant with your stomach full of food and feeling like things could get better, his arm around your shoulders letting you know that you're safe, at least when you're with him.

[♡] it can be scary; the way flowers quickly bloom inside your chest at seeing him glowing with happiness and surrounded by his family, but you don't even care about it. you'd chastised yourself more than enough already for being a coward and not coming over sooner once you realised how easy-going everyone can be and how happy seokjin is to finally have someone by his side on sunday barbeques. realising that meeting the parents was nothing like you'd imagined yourself in your head was certainly a relief, and you were now hoping for this to become a regular thing; shared over a nice dinner at night in the middle of summer when lovely breezes are needed and appreciated the most, or during lazy brunches that shouldn't be labelled as lazy cause seokjin's mom will always make sure to prepare a whole buffet that rises to the occasion.

you finally get the answer to all of your questions regarding where does seokjin's out of this world charms come from.. and it's not a surprise to find his family as the culprit. every member of the kim family was charming and magnetic, and they all were so kind; they didn't hesitate to make you feel like home from the instant you arrived.

sitting at the table today feels like an honor you feel like you don't deserve. you're enamoured by the way both seokjin's parents are so loving towards each other and the way only seokjin can make his father laugh until he's panting with just a few words. there's so much love in this simple backyard and this was just a normal sunday afternoon for them.

it makes you realize that this is what you want for your happy ending. your whole life passing by and not a single regret because there's no time to even think about that; instead choosing to stay on the present and enjoy the moment with the man you now realise you want to be with forever. it's an idea it had never crossed your mind even though you can imagine yourself growing older with him, and it doesn't take too long for your mind to jump into a hundred different places with this simple dose of serotonin rushing through your body as a motivator.

you're lucky enough to be able to watch seokjin from a distance playing with his one and only niece; the tiny creature being lucky enough to be the first baby of the family and the most spoiled; and you watch the cute interaction between her and your boyfriend, who assists her while she tries to walk through the whole backyard, praises falling out of his mouth endlessly, laced with so much love and adoration just for her.

and when it's time to pick the table up and do the dishes in the kitchen, your heart beats faster from how happy you felt while sharing this few minutes with seokjin's mom and his sister-in-law, who don't forget to remind you that you were the first girl seokjin ever brought home, and even receiving a nice hug as an approval from his mom made you laugh with excitement.

"what are you ladies giggling so much about?" his arms embrace you from behind and he wastes no time in giving you a gentle smooch on the side of your face. you offer him a smile while drowning in the feeling that it is being so loved. his mom is looking at you both smiling from ear to ear, the nice velvety red lipstick adorning her lips enhancing her ageless beauty in the most graceful and classiest of ways.

it was once intimidating to even think about meeting his mother, the same one he'd described as the woman of his life and protector of his hopes and dreams, and now that you're sharing this moment with her too, you feel elated. he'd always talked about his mother dearly and you have the fondest memories of finding him in the morning having breakfast while avidly speaking with his mom about the changing seasons and the perfect plants to dress his apartment with.

leaving is not an easy task; his parents insisting for the both of you to stay a little longer and even if they fail at convincing seokjin (who had whined about not being able to spend more time with you during the day) they insist on the both of you taking some (if not most) of the leftovers from lunch. you both end up walking back to his apartment with the biggest smiles on your faces, your applecheeks sunkissed from how much time you'd spent out in the backyard..

yet you don't mind. cause seeing him in a different light, seeing how he had this certain glow in him that not even the shiniest of suns could replicate, made you realise how ready you are for taking another step into your relationship.

you realize that even if youre uncertain about the future and you don't know what might happen, you're not scared. his hand protecting yours was a reminder that whatever direction you were going, you'd do it together. always.

[♡] you had been patient. you had waited and waited. one month away from him with hundred of miles in between? sure, you can wait. little to no communication from how heavy his schedules were? pfft, no worries, you understand. but just when you thought you could finally have him all to yourself, the sudden addition of those 10 days of quarantine made you turn into a crazy woman. you had been through the whole month waiting without a single complain, but your patience has its own limits. you were just this close to start pulling your hair from how desperate you felt, and that's why the minute he comes through that door, you're wearing almost nothing and you want nothing but him.

your plans almost come to a halt when you watch him as he gets his luggage in. he's tired. you can see it in the way his back is hunched as he closes the door and his fringe covers his eyes but not the bags underneath them. but you decide to be selfish for once and still walk to the entryway and hug him as tight as you can, your lips searching for his but falling right onto his jaw when he stumbles from your sudden appearance.

"baby, not now. I'm so tired" you know he is; his tired voice begs you to stop, and his eyes barely look at your way. he knows you so well though; he knows what you want and what your actions mean. but you don't take it personal; if it was under another circumstance, you're confident that seokjin would have jumped your bones, just like you wanted.

"seokjin-ah" it had been years since the last time he even tried to reject your advances. you knew he was tired, rightfully so, but you'd waited for him too. tonight, your rational mind is clouded by neediness and longing for him. that's why you'd prepared everything; from the new sweet perfume you had splurged in, to the lingerie you'd retreated from one of the forgotten boxes from the back of the closet, nevermind the light curls in your hair and the light lipstick on your lips. everything was planned to a tee.

"don't go to sleep yet." he looks at you while unbuttoning his shirt and you cannot help but whine at him. "I'm so tired, baby. You're not understanding me" and as he sits down on the bed to take his socks off, you take the opportunity to crawl behind him and your hands wander off to his wide shoulders like a reflex, massaging his soft skin in the way you know he likes the most. "but I got all pretty for you.. I love you, I missed you" he sighs when your lips start to gift light pecks to his neck, your hands busy going through his fluffy hair.

"don't I look pretty? you haven't looked at me once ever since you got here." the grumble incoming from his chest makes your body turn up its engines. you're so close to make him give in.

"you're always the prettiest." his eyes look at you through the mirror standing right on the side of the bed. "I missed you" you purr at him, your hands finally being able to freely explore his soft torso. you appreciate the warmth of his skin and you moan when he turns around to finally look at your eyes. the light turquoise bustier is finally being appreciated by his own eyes and his hands dare to wander off until they make you melt right onto him. he's right where you want him to be.

"you're a brat, you know that?" he holds your chin with one of his hands and you look at his eyes, the heat in between your legs making it impossible for you to stay still. "welcome home, baby" you giggle and give him the brightest most happiest smile when he flips you over just so that you're right under him. he doesn't say a single word as his left arm extends to turn the lights off. you're so excited.

It’s you, because no one else makes sense. — Kim Seokjin Fake Text Series —

⤷ Genre: Idol!Seokjin,fan!reader, foreign!reader, female!reader, fluff ⤷ Synopsis:                       When Seokjin stumbles over your twitter fan account he can’t                     help but be intrigued by the girl defending his vocal abilities                     while tweeting weird memes of him and his friends.                     Seokjin knows he shouldn’t have asked for your number, knows he                     shouldn’t pretend to be someone he’s not. But why the hell is                      Namjoon your bias and not him?  ⤷ Warnings: None ⤷ Parts:  (1) , (2) , (3), (4), (5), (6) ,(7), (8), (9), (10), (11), (12), (13), (14), (15), (16), (17), (18), (19), (20), (21), (22), (23), (24), (25)- !F I N I S H E D! BUT a little continuation can be found in this Jungkook Fake Text Series (starting part 18) ⤷ Author Note:  

Hello my loves! Welcome to a next Fake Text Series centring around our favourite worldwide handsome, Jin! This story will most likely work best when you are in your twenties, if you are younger either just pretend you are super smart or you are older - you will see why soon. I hope you will enjoy this story  ♡

⤷ Masterlist: here