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prophecy, taylor swift. 2024

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burn my soul | 01

-> Pairing. Jimin x reader

-> Genre. idol!jimin, aspiring singer!reader, strangers to lovers au, hurt/comfort (yes, jimin is sad but he gets happier I promise), fluff, angst

-> Summary. Jimin feels trapped in his life, as if bound to repeat the same painful cycle everyday. He can't stand being an idol anymore and doesn't find any joy in it. That is, until a young guitarist catch his attention in the streets, sparkling in him more than one emotion he thought would never come back

-> Word count. +2,7k :0

-> I spent too much time staring at the empty word document in front of me and way much more considering wether or not this should be posted. This whole entire fic has been fuelled by this piano cover, felt like it should be said. Y/n doesn't appear in the first chapter (aka this one). She is getting ready please wait for her to arrive :)

-> the playlist

-> next chapter

[CONCERT D1]

“…Jung Hoseok, Park Jimin, Kim Taehyung, Jeon Jungkook, BTS, Kim Namjoon…”

The sounds come in his ears almost inaudible, as if they were covered by some kind of sound-blocking headphones. He is sitting on a chair, facing a tall mirror on which he can see a man dressed up in fancy clothes staring back at him. He looks around, blinking and wondering what’s going on. Where am I ? He thought, like he has no clue where he is and what he is about to do, as if he just woke up in a new body. The feeling is weird, as if in a strange, hazy dream.

Someone walks to him and squeeze his shoulder before shaking him lightly.

“Hyung..! We need to go, don’t forget your mic !”

The mic- oh. Ohhh. The mic, yes.

Jimin suddenly comes back to his senses and shakes his head. He stands up and gives a look at the younger man who watches him with furrowed brows.

“Everything's fine ?” Jungkook asks as the staffs pushes them towards the stage “Y-yeah” Jimin quickly flashes him a bright smile “Let's go!”

All together, the 7 men that form BTS walk towards the stage, drinking their last gulp of water or releasing a long breath before climbing onto the platform. Jimin is the last one to go, his mind still wandering around ; how long did he zone out for ? He cannot think much about the answer because Taehyung gives his arm a nudge and pats the rough surface of the platform next to where he is crouching. Jimin nods and steps on it, crouching too at first and then standing up as the platform goes up.

Loud screams of fans welcome them, and his thoughts melt with the sound until they completely disappear. The music start shortly after they arrive on the stage. It’s loud, but the fan’s cheers are louder. So loud that he can still hear them through his in-ears.

Jimin gets himself drunk on their cheers, taking in every ounce of it until he is fully energised. Now completely lost in his own world, he, along with the 6 other members, gives his all to the public.

Performing his heart and soul out, as if it was the last time. Because this is what this is all about : giving your all as if you were to say goodbye after it.

***

It is only hours after the concert ended that the group can get back to the hotel, some still sweating. Much to their liking, the sophisticated and tight outfits they wore on stage have been replaced by larger and more comfortable ones.

The place is quite far from the arena they just performed in, but still closer than their actual house. The ride back there should give them enough time to sit back and relax, maybe even fall asleep.

Out of the seven of them, five actually end up sleeping, too tired to wait until they arrive to rest. Jungkook had plugged in his earphones and Jimin wonders how he can still want to listen to some music after such a night.

Only he and Namjoon remain awake. And wordless. Both lost in their thought in a place far from where their bodies are.

Jimin’s mind wanders back to what happened during the concert and how he zoned out so hard he couldn’t remember as much as who he was.

Although it was Jungkook’s specialty to zone out, it could happen to Jimin too, his thoughts getting so overwhelming the only thing he could do is hold his head to try and silence them.

Maybe tonight was one of those nights or just the fatigue from the world tour that is about to finish. but maybe it’s something else and, honestly, Jimin doesn’t really want to know what that other thing can be...

As soon as he gets to his room, Jimin throws himself onto the bed and instantly falls asleep ; even if he really wants to, taking a shower can wait until tomorrow.

[CONCERT D2] “Aright, medley starting with Blood Sweat & Tears, Jimin 3,2,1… My blood, sweat and tears…”

As indicated by the in-ears, the song starts as Jimin says its first lines, causing the crowd to scream. Usually, he loves this, all of the fan’s cheers and attention, being on stage while giving his maximum and offering the best performance he can. He thrives off of those feelings but, tonight… tonight’s a different time.

Guess if we could explain it, we would probably say that it’s because he is exhausted. I mean, after travelling all over the world and working hard everyday, who wouldn’t be ?

However, this feeling of uncertainty is still there, in the back of his mind and Jimin can’t totally escape it. Of course, when he’s on stage he tries not to let anything show but the other members who know him best can’t help but notice that something seems off.

**

After more songs and intense choreographies closely followed by the fan’s cheers and screams, it is *finally* time for a break. Almost all members rush to the changing rooms or the restrooms, quenching their thirst on the way. Only Jimin and Jungkook stay behind, both laying on the floor and trying as much as they can to catch their breath to move again. Anyone passing by could hear their whimpers.

“I- I think I- I hurt my- my arm” Jimin says with huge effort

He probably did a move too big and hurt himself while dancing… what a common yet avoidable mistake. Staff members give him more water and oxygen, one trying to massage his shoulder in an attempt to relieve the pain.

“Come on, we only have 10 minutes” Jaesung (staff member) gestures him as he offers his arm, puts Jimin back on his feet and slowly walks him towards the changing room.

Glancing back, Jimin sees Jungkook struggling to stand up. A man he cannot remember the name of is helping him and the pained expression on Jungkook's face doesn’t go unnoticed.

After what, everything goes black and Jimin's head hits the ground, everyone too caught off guard to react.

//

Jimin is only half conscious while the staff lays him back down and tries to cool down his body. He can hear the members' panicked voices as they move closer to see what’s going on. Upon understanding, Namjoon tells everyone to step back and finish changing. The concert-tour doctor is quick to come and tells the staff what to do as he analyses the situation.

Laying there, ice packs around his neck and his legs lifted up nicely by someone, Jimin feels nice. He wants to stay there and actually fall asleep but he knows everyone is counting on him : the fans, the staff, his bandmates… himself too.

Suddenly, he wants to cry. Scream at how unfair his lifestyle is. How unfair it is that he needs to act normal after fainting and how he just wants to rest when he needs to be performing on stage and give out some energy he doesn’t have anymore.

Time seems to slow when he opens his eyes and comes back to himself. His legs are put down and he is brought to a chair where we take care of him and tape his body a little bit more. Then, before he knows it, he is fully dressed and ready to climb on stage

Show must go on, he thinks with a smile as they are about to go back.

Namjoon turns around, catches his eyes and smiles reassuringly at him.

It’s okay,

Tears prickle at the corner of Jimin’s eyes and he quickly wipes them away before anyone could noticed.

it always is.

///

The concert ends in a blur of thanks, tears and smiles.

Just like that, about a year of touring and performing has ended. The last chapter of an era that is to be replaced by a new one soon.

Once out of the stage and hidden from the fan’s eyes, everyone sits down, backs on the wall, catching their breath and drinking more water. Despite the exhaustion, they all smile ; happy the concert went well, happy they did their best, happy the fans were enjoying it, just... happy.

After a very short debriefing of the concert, everyone decides it is best to go back to the hotel.

Jimin probably zones out once again, or his body goes on automatic mode, because the only memory he has after that is being in his room, absently sat on the chair as someone is knocking on his door. Expecting Jungkook or Taehyung holding a camera and filming live, he is surprised to see Yoongi standing in front of him. The smile he had plastered on hid face slightly fades.

“I see you haven’t changed yet…” the elder mumbles “Namjoon is with Tae and Kook, they’re live right now. He asked me to check up on you. How are you feeling ?”

Yoongi steps in as Jimin walks back to his bed.

“ Tired, sleepy, sad…? I don’t know. Guess I just need some sleep. - Probably a shower too" Yoongi laughs “You should go shower and eat something after that, alright ? - Y- yeah, I’ll do that. Come over with Jin after if you want. I mean, if he hasn’t planned on doing another mukbang live thing… - It’s called Eat Jin ‘you tiny idiot’" Yoongi mimics Seokjin, making both of them chuckle.

Then, he stands up and approaches Jimin.

“You got us really worried earlier. Take care of you for the next couple of days okay, be sure to rest and eat enough, okay?”

Jimin nods and Yoongi pats his shoulder lightly in order not to hurt him and walks out of the room, closing the door behind him.

Jimin proceeds to slowly remove his clothes while going to the bathroom. A glance at the mirror tells him there is much more tape on his back than he thought. He tries to slowly remove it but it just hurts so he gives up and walks inside the shower. The hot water instantly relaxes his muscles as he places his palms on the wall in front of him, looking down at his feet.

For a moment, only the pitter-patter of the shower disturbs the silence. Until Jimin's thoughts take him back to tonight’s behind the scenes and how he fainted. How he made everyone worry about him when he just wanted to do well. He suddenly feels like he ruined everyone’s night and quietly starts to sob.

He rests his back against the wall and lets himself slide down to the floor. Closed eyes, head against the wall, Jimin lets the warm water run across his face.

“How tired am I really, huh?” He murmurs, his words drowned by the water falling.

***

The night seemed to last only one second, almost as if you closed your eyes and it was the morning when you opened them again.

And so the next day comes without any warning. Like he didn’t sleep at all, Jimin is left with a heavy fatigue that will probably need to be hidden with some concealer and sunglasses. He feels restless as he looks around through lidded eyes.

The hotel’s bedroom is still pretty dim, the curtains blocking most of the light, and Jimin assumes it is close to noon. He wants to turn around to bury his head in the pillow but, as he moves his arms, he feels a sting in his shoulder and stops moving.

Next to him, the light of his phone catches his attention and Jimin reaches out to grab it. Another strike of pain in his left shoulder hits him and he can no longer deny that it hurts. A lot.

Few notifications show that the group chat composed of himself and his six bandmates has been quite active.

AM 10:48 | Namjoon : PDnim told me that our ride back home is at 2PM. You better pack your bags soon and be ready by 1:50

11:36 | Yoongi : please don’t forget anything in your room this time

11:36 | Jungkook : yeah I'm not lending you my earphones again, Namjoon. Last time I did, you lost them in the airplane :((

11:37 | Namjoon : I DID buy you new earphones when we arrived…

11:38 | Seokjin : yes please Joon don’t lose anything again because my patience will go missing as well!!!

Jimin smiles as he reads the the texts from his friends.

PM 12:00 | Jimin : Be sure to double check your room before leaving y’all, I’ll be ready at the car by 1:30pm

12:00 | Namjoon : are you feeling better Jimin ?

12:01 | Taehyung : did you sleep well ??

12:01 | Hoseok : want me to come over and help you pack?

12:01 | Hoseok : if your shoulder still hurts, you shouldn’t do any effort or move around too much…

12:01 | Yoongi : yes resting is important :(

Guilt overwhelms Jimin and he blames himself for making his friends worry.

12:02 | Jimin : It’s okay guys I’m fine don’t worry :,)

He puts his phone back on the nightstand before he can see anyone's answer and lays back on the bed. He has about an hour to get ready. Jimin sighs and runs a hand over his face and through his hair.

I don't want to get up, he thinks.

But he knows he has to.

As Jimin stands from the bed, he can feel his muscles stiffen and hurt. He massages his left shoulder and goes down to the arm in hope to loosen a bit the tension but quickly realises his efforts are going to waste and stops. Yesterday’s tape is slowly coming off and Jimin starts pulling on it, ripping apart thin body hair.

He walks towards the bathroom and each move causes his body to ache a bit more. I pushed myself too hard again.

Jimin holds himself onto the marble sink, the sharp pain makes it hard for him to move around properly. He takes in the bags under his eyes and his tired expression. A cold splash of water across his face will surely help reduce the puffiness of his face, he thinks. For a second, he looks at himself, studies his features and start to think about a life where his biggest problem would be to pay rent or meet a deadline. Not always appear perfect. Once again, Jimin sighs and shakes his head with an ironic smile.

Slowly, he falls back into the usual ‘get ready, go out and smile’ routine he has been following these days.

Only a few hours before he is back into their house and reunited with his dear bed he longs to sleep on.

Sadly, Jimin’s day doesn’t go as smooth as he hoped. Firstly, an horrific amount of paparazzi were waiting outside starting 1pm, making it impossible to get to the car without being harassed by their cameras. He had to wait an extra hour for all the members to come down. The car finally left at around 3pm.

Then, to his great disappointment, a last minute change was made into their schedule and the group was supposed to attend yet another tv show. Jimin’s tiredness made him very easily irritable and that change in his programs only fueled his snappiness. The host wouldn’t stop asking them question and Jimin struggled to hide his annoyance behind sweet answers and smiles, all that while hiding the fact that his arm needed to be taken care of. The hectic day only increased Jimin’s pain.

The night has long fallen when Jimin finally comes back home in The Hill. His “I'm fine” act seemed convincing enough because no one is trying to help him carry his bag back into his room. Jimin painfully drags it to his room.

However, just as he is about to arrive inside his room, he stumbles and his injured shoulder crushes against the doorframe. Nausea immediately takes over Jimin and he rushes to the bathroom before kneeling in front of the toilet and vomiting whatever was left inside his stomach. Pain can make you do wonderful things. After that, he leans against the cold wall and steady his breath. Tears slowly fall on their own. He’s thirsty and his throat is on fire, hence why Jimin stands up and walks inside his bedroom where he’s certain to find a bottle of water. He downs it in no time and doesn’t bother putting on a pajama as he takes off his clothes and lays down on the bed.

Another exhausting day comes to an end as Jimin closes his eyes and he prays for the next ones to be calmer and more relaxing.

𝘪𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘮𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦𝘴 𝙈𝘼𝙎𝙏𝙀𝙍𝙇𝙄𝙎𝙏

in Hajime's head it would have always been them together. That was until their high school graduation, when she got semi-famous, and he got distant. what happens when all of a sudden, shes performing at the club he bar-tends at?

a/n: my first series!! if you want to be added to the taglist send an ASK. it's an all written series, maybe some smau things, (instagram and twitter parts have a hard maybe to be being added) may be slow updates, feel free to send ideas once the first official part comes out!!

taglist(open!!) : 0/50

status: ongoing

prologue.

Rapper!Chris Sturniolo x Singer!reader has

lol first post. this is based off of @pettydollie 's singer au. I love it sosososo much so I based this off of it.

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• chris met you at the studio that you both work at. you and him instantly hit it off.

• you began as friends but soon caught feelings for each other.

• chris would stay in the studio as you recorded I Believe in Fairies. a bit after you released the album and while you were on tour, you and chris announced your relationship.

• on chris' new album you were featured on a song ridin', twitter had a ball day talking about your amazing relationship.

• fans of yours would go to chris' concerts simply to hear you sing your feature on the song.

• you quickly became a celebrity power couple.

•chris often samples your laugh for the ablibs in his songs.

• people take a lot of inspiration off of your makeup looks. you end up doing a video for vogue beauty secrets.

• while doing the video Chris can be heard in the background laughing and quietly talking

• you two match when going everywhere. from award shows to galas to even just being spotted by the paparazzi. if your dress is a light blue his hoodie is light blue.

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kinda short but its fine, any way I feel like chris and the reader are sort of the equivalent to Lana and Asap Rocky on ridin'