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Yandere BTS OT7 - Mistake
DISCLAIMER: This is a FICTION work only made for entertainment purposes that includes yandere/dark. I do not support or encourage any type of abusive behaviour.
SUMMARY: You make a big mistake and now you deal with the consequences.
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OT7 x Female reader
WARNINGS: Implied Kidnapping.
AN: I really made Jimin the bad guy here, but I hope you guys like it 💖
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You hold your breath for a solid minute, staring at the door as it shakes.
The banging on the door progressively gets more violent as the loud commotion outside of the bathroom you just locked yourself in increases.
The realization of what you did slowly starts to hit you.
But you know very clearly how badly you’ve messed up.
“Y/n! Open this door right now!” Hoseok and Jimin yell, angry voices mixing in.
“Open it right fucking now!”
“Don’t you dare ignore us!”
You wince as a hard punch is thrown at the poor door, silently thanking the strong wood for withstanding the boys’s wrath.
It’s the only thing keeping you safe from a horrible punishment, although you’re not stupid enough to think you can spend the rest of your life hidden in the bathroom.
“What is going on here?” a new voice joins, overlapping over the rest of the angry voices, and you guess it’s Namjoon from the deep timbre.
“Look at this, hyung! Y/n tried pushing Jimin down the stairs and now she’s locked herself in the bathroom.”
You can practically see Namjoon’s brows rising in disbelief.
The handle moves and upon realizing that the door is indeed locked shut, there’s a new knock on the door, although this one is much softer than the previous ones.
“Y/n? Is this true?” he questions you, voice laced with disappointment. “Did you try to hurt Jimin?”
Hot tears prickle your eyes as the struggle to hold them back proves itself to be worthless.
They’re gonna get so mad at you. They’re gonna hurt you.
“N-No.”
“Liar!” Jimin cuts you off, and you jump at an unexpected fierce bang to the door. “I was trying to be nice and you fucking pushed me away!”
His explanation is twisted and it awakens flames of annoyance inside you.
Jimin is not someone you would rank highly when it came to the boys, despite having no clear favorites amongst them.
You hate them all.
They’re all kidnappers, for all you care. But Jimin is particularly pushy when it comes to you and you hate him dearly for that.
“You’re the liar!” you scream back, still maintaining a safe distance from the door. “You…Why don’t you tell the truth, you asshole?”
You don’t wait for him to reply before continuing.
“Namjoon, he tried slipping his hands underneath my shirt.” you sniff, cringing at the fresh memory of Jimin’s cold hands sneaking around your belly, starved to touch any inch of your skin. “He touched me, so I pushed him. He- I didn’t realize the stairs were so close, okay?”
There’s a moment of silence.
“Jimin-ah, why would you do that?”
The muffled question from Jin has a light spark of hope igniting in you. Jin is one of the nicest, he’ll surely understand your situation.
“I didn’t grope her! It was barely a touch!”
“Jimin…” Namjoon sighs, clearly having doubts over the younger boy’s dubious explanation.
“Hyung, I’m telling the truth! Y/n is the one lying!” Jimin argued back, his heated temper making his voice rise. “She’s just making excuses for the fact that she tried hurting me. She’s the one who went crazy on me and tried to shove me down the stairs.”
“I didn’t-”
“She was probably hoping that I’d break my neck or something.” The malicious tone that Jimin uses upsets you.
“I already said it was an accident!” you try to defend yourself.
“It didn’t look much like an accident.” Yoongi contradicts you.
“Yeah, it really didn’t.” You shake your head at Jungkook’s words, feeling yourself getting slightly hysterical.
You want to scream and shout. Of course they’re gonna take Jimin’s side.
“It was an accident!” your voice is considerably aggravated, and it shows. “I didn’t mean to!”
“Then come out.” Jimin challenges you. “What are you hiding for, if it was an accident?”
You ignore him.
The boys argue back and forth, with Jimin vehemently insisting it's all your fault against Jin and Taehyung, who try their best to minimize your actions.
Finally, when the argument threatens to escalate into a fight, Namjoon intervenes.
“Let’s not get ahead of ourselves, guys. There’s no point in fighting like this. Let’s solve the situation like adults.”
There’s a softer knock on the door.
“Y/n? Can you please come out?”
You don’t even think before throwing a loud no.
“Sweetheart, please, we’re not gonna hurt you.” Jin tries.
“Speak for yourself.” Jimin’s voice isn’t low enough to go unheard, and the hair on your arms rises at the implicit threat.
“Jimin!” several boys hiss.
“Baby, please, just come out!” Taehyung begs. "We can talk things out."
“Y/n, we just want to clear up the situation, okay?” Namjoon tries again, using a pacific tone. “No one is punishing you without having the whole story, I promise.”
You shake your head, heart pounding in your ears as you walk further away from the door. You don’t believe him.
In the end, they’ll hurt you. You know that.
Curling yourself into the small space next to the bathtub, you bury your face in your arms.
Any previous anger and energy you had is now fully drained, the seriousness of your situation making you dwell into a light depression.
You’re tired. So fucking tired of them.
They’ve turned you into a captive, took away all of your life choices, stripped you away from your freedom. All for a poor excuse of love, as they claimed it.
Obsessed freaks, that’s what they truly are.
You cover your ears with your hands, blocking away their circus of begging, threatening and bribing.
You’re not opening the door.
It takes less than an hour for them to finally get inside the bathroom.
By then, you’re slightly more anxious, having cried all the tears you had and yet new ones are ready to spill when Jungkook and Jin’s combined strength finally breaks the door down.
As already expected, Jimin is the first one to stride in, closely followed by the rest of the boys.
But what scares you the most is the terrifyingly sly smirk that he dedicates you as he bends down. One of his hands grips your hair, aggressively pulling your head back as he leans down to whisper on your ear.
“I don’t care what Namjoon hyung said before.” he says, “But you’re getting punished. We’ll see if you can even walk after what I’m about to do to you.”
Wedding
Yandere Best Friend Jimin x Reader
Summary: When your best friend had different intentions for you.......
Warnings: yandere Jimin, dumb Y/N, obsessive behaviour, forced marriage
A/N: Again originally from my Wattpad account. I hope you like it.
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It was Friday evening, you were helping your mother as she was cooking. Then you heard the sound of the doorbell and you rushed to open the door knowing who it was.
Y/N Dad: Wait Y/N, let me open the door.
Though you wanted to open the door you let your father do it. You went back to the kitchen where your mother was. You took out the chopper board and started to chop the onions. You were very excited to meet your childhood bestfriend after a whole year.
You were lost in your thoughts when you heard a familiar voice of your best friend. You left what you were doing and went to the living room to greet your best friend.
You saw him sitting on the couch beside your brother and was laughing at something your father said.
You: Jimin
Jimin: Y/N
You hugged each other.
You: I missed you
You said and broke the hug.
Jimin: I missed you too.
Your mother also came and greeted him.
" Dinner will be ready in an hour"you announced and rushed to the kitchen. This was the first time you felt shy around Jimin.
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While having your dinner you were completely lost in your thoughts of your childhood when you spent nights and days cuddled with Jimin. You wondered if now you could do the same. Both your and Jimin's parents were friends and this is how you both became best friends. The fact that Jimin was two years older than you and belonged to a rich family while you were from a middle class family didn't stop you from being best friends.
Y/N Dad: So, how long are you staying here?
Jimin: About a week.
Y/N Mom: When will you come again?
Jimin: With the pressure of my job, I don't think I will be able to come before a year.
Actually Jimin got a good job in Paris two years ago. He was so busy with his work that he used to call you like once a month. Sometimes it felt like he totally forgot about you.
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After the dinner Jimin bid goodbye to you and your parents and was about to leave when you caught his wrists and stopped him from leaving.
You: Do you have to leave in a week?
Jimin: Yeah I have to pompom( it was a nickname Jimin calls you), you know work is important.
You pouted.
Jimin: But I won't leave without you.
With that he left your house. You wondered what his last sentence meant, he must be joking, right!
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2 days later:
You just returned home from your work and found that your parents were not at home. You wondered where they went at this time.So you decided to ask your brother. You went to your brother's room and found him playing video games.
"Kookie"
"Yea"
"Where are mom and dad?" You asked curiously.
"They uhhh.....are at Jimin's house."
Why were your parents at Jimin's house at 10 at night. You thought.
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After a hour your parents returned home you rushed to them and asked that why were they at Jimin's house . They didn't replied to your question which was strange.
They looked extremely happy so you asked them the reason for their happiness but they told you that you will know in a few days.
"Dad please just tell what's going on? " You asked him curiously. What is happening?
"You won't miss Jimin again."Your dad replied.
"What?"It was more a question to yourself. You didn't knew what was going on. You were totally confused. "Is he not going back to Paris? "
"No, it's even better. "your mother replied excitedly. "You'll know in a few days. "
Why is everyone acting soo weird? What is going on? You thought. You'll probably know in a few days.
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After two days when you came back home from work, you found your mom in your room. She was packing your bag.
What is happening?
"Mom! What is happening?"You asked confused.
"We don't have so much time before the marriage."Your mom replied.
What?
"Marriage... whose marriage?"
"Yours, of course."
"What mine? When?"
"Tomorrow"
"What? With whom?"
"Jimin"Your mom replied.
Now everything hit you the reason for why did Jimin told that he wouldn't leave without you. The reason why your parents were at Jimin's house. The whole time your parents and Jimin knew what was going on but they didn't told you. You felt anger inside you which was directed to Jimin and your parents.
You quickly took out your phone from your purse and dialed Jimin's number waiting for him to pick up.
"What the hell is happening Jimin? "you yelled at him the moment when he picked up his phone.
"Whoa..whoa easy there Y/N."
"I'm to marry you tomorrow, but why? "
"Because I love you Y/N can't you see that, I have been in love with you since 8th grade. But you did not see my love." Jimin replied as if nothing happened. "So I told my parents that I love you and I want to marry you. They were more than happy to hear it so they invited your parents for lunch and told them about the proposal and they didn't had any problem."
"Jimin you're saying like this is normal. If you ever loved me so you could have told me, asked me out on a date. "You didn't knew what else to say. "You never thought of what I want, my decision doesn't matters"
"Yeah, you're right. Your decision doesn't matters. "This made you more angry.
"And why so soon? "you asked angrily.
"Cause I only have a week to stay here and I don't want to wait for another year."
"I won't marry you."You told.
"You will."He replied before ending the call. There were already tears gathered in your eyes.
Why was Jimin doing this? He was your best friend. Right.
Jimin's words broke your heart. You decided to tell your parents that you didn't want to marry Jimin. When you told them instead of understanding you they scolded you. They told you that the wedding is tomorrow and that there is no going back now. The wedding rings were bought, the wedding dress was decided, your bag was packed and your tickets for Paris was already booked.
You never ever thought in your life that your parents won't care for your decision just because of Jimin.
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The next day came too soon. It was 6:00am when your mother woke you up. You completely forgot that today is your wedding. You didn't got up from your bed instead you layed down and covered your face with the pillow.
Your mother took the pillow off you and dragged you out of the bed. She pushed you towards the bathroom and told you to get fresh.
After a few minutes you changed into your wedding dress and the makeup artists arrived soon after. They did your makeup. You requested them to keep it simple. They did as you told.
Then your mother came and told it was time for the wedding and she dragged you outside.
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You were walking down the aisle clinging to your father's arm like a child. At the end of the aisle you spotted Jimin who was wearing a black suit and was looking handsome as always. He had a smirk on his face.
When you reached there your father gave your hand to Jimin. He brought it up to his lips and kissed.With that the ceremony started.
"Do you Park Jimin, take Jeon Y/N, as your lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health until death do you apart."
"I do."
"Do you Jeon Y/N, take Park Jimin, as your lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health until death do you apart."
You kept quiet but then Jimin held your hand tightly and glared at you.
"I do" You were forced to say.
The wedding was small. Only Jimin's and your relatives and friends were present. Everyone was happy except you. They thought that your years long friendship with Jimin just turned into love. When you told your parents that you don't want to marry him, they thought that you were doing drama cause either you don't want to get married soo soon or you wanted a grand wedding. They told you that it was for your own good.
The reception went as quick as the wedding. You danced with Jimin, your father and your brother..
It was 1:00am when you started to feel sleepy. You just wanted to go home and fall asleep but you knew that you can't do that cause the flight was at 4:00am . That's when Jimin dragged you towards the car and pushed you in the backseat. You saw your bags being loaded . Then Jimin entered the car. He sat beside you and asked the driver to start the car.
"Can't wait to have you for myself alone." Jimin told excitedly.
"I hate you."You told with all the rage inside you.
"Ohh don't be like that sweetheart, I know you love me."He pouted "I love you and I can't wait to spend the rest of our lives together."
You still can't believe why was Jimin doing this. He was supposed to be your best friend. You just wanted it to be a nightmare. You never ever thought that your childhood best friend to spoil your life.
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Borahae 💜
I Love You
Yandere Jimin x Reader
Summary: Your best friend's elder brother whom you thought hated you turns out to be obsessed with you.
Warnings: yandere Jimin, kidnapping, obsessive behaviour, stupid Y/N, ex Jungkook
A/N: Again originally from my Wattpad account. I hope you like it.
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Jiwon and you were best friends since childhood. She was more like a family to you. From childhood you both used to spent time at each other's house and that's how you met Jimin. Jimin was Jiwon's elder brother, he was three years older than you.
Jimin and you got along pretty well. Whenever you visited Jiwon's house to do your homework together, Jimin was the first one to greet you. He was like your second best friend.
But when he turned 15 his parents sent him to U.S for studies. The day he left Korea, you and him both cried and while leaving he even promised you to come back soon.
That way five years passed. In this five years you always used to ask Jiwon about Jimin. You even heard that Jimin got a girlfriend. After hearing the news you were a little bit hurt, you don't know why but you didn't care because the only thing that mattered to you was that Jimin was happy. As long as Jimin was happy you were happy too.
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While you were coming back home from school, you spotted Jimin at the other corner of the street. He was with his friends and had a cigar in his right hand. You tried your best to not get noticed by him but unlucky he saw you. The moment your eyes met Jimin's, you noticed that he was sending death glares to you. If looks could kill you would be dead by now. You decided to ignore him and countinue on your way back to home.
Now you all must be wondering what happened in this five years and why did Jimin change? This started a year ago when Jimin came back from U.S. You went to the airport with Jiwon to greet him. You were very excited to see him after five years but everything changed when he arrived at the airport. You quickly greeted him but he didn't greet you back instead he glared at you.
From that day onwards Jimin was rude to you. You didn't knew what you did for him to behave this way.
One day when you went to Jiwon's house to do your homework with her. Jimin saw you and got angry. He even insulted you and that broke your heart. From then onwards you never went to Jiwon's house. If you had to do homework Jiwon used to come to your house.You always ignored Jimin from then onwards.
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You reached home and changed your school clothes, ate your lunch and decided to complete the assignment. Then you got a phone call from Jiwon she asked you to visit her house to do the assignment together. At first you declined because you knew Jimin must be there and you don't want him to insult you again. But she told you that Jimin is going to his friend's house so he won't be there. You still declined because there were chances that he might come bace home and will get angry at the sight of you. Jiwon requested you a lot and you had no choice, so you agreed.
You went to her house and you both did the assignment together. From time to time you prayed that Jimin doesn't comes back home. Fortunately he didn't came back and you finally finished the assignment.
You bid Jiwon goodbye and quickly left for your your home. While on your way back home you were suddenly pulled into a dark alley and was pinned to the wall.
It was Jungkook, your ex. You and him dated a few years ago. When you started dating him he was really a good boy and was the topper of your class but then he got new friends and from then onwards he completely changed. He used to get poor grades in tests, he skipped school and even got into fights but you still dated him hoping he would change. He didn't change at all and your relationship with him became toxic and he became more possessive about you. He didn't liked it when you talked to your friends, even Jiwon who was your childhood bestfriend. So you broke up with him, he didn't took it lightly and promised that he will come back for me. After that I knew that I got myself into a serious problem so I didn't attend school for a few days. Then suddenly Jungkook disappeared to God knows where and now you are seeing him after almost two years.
"You got more hot from the last time I saw you." He said with a smirk as he eyed you from top to bottom.
"Leave me Jungkook."
"No, not now, after I have fun with you I'll leave you."
You knew what he meant by fun so you panicked and kicked him where the sun doesn't shines and pushed him and ran away. You then stopped and took a deep breath but then you heard a familiar voice yelling your name. You looked back and saw Jungkook coming after you. You again started running. After running for a while you were completely out of your breath so you stopped running. You turned back and there was no sign of Jungkook. You sighed in relief.
Then suddenly you you felt a cloth on your nose and mouth and a hand on your waist. You stared to feel dizzy. You then turned around to see a man in all black. You couldn't see his face because he wore a mask and a hat. This was the last thing you saw before darkness consumed you.
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You woke up in a unfamiliar place. You tried to move but then you realised that you were tightly tied to a chair with a rope. You were sure it was Jungkook.
You tried to free yourself but after a lot of struggles you couldn't. You then started to observe the room, it seemed like some kind of basement. Your eyes then landed on someone who was also tied to the chair like you. He was badly beaten. You looked carefully and realised that it was Jungkook.
Now you panicked because if it wasn't Jungkook then who was the one who kidnapped you. You were lost in your thoughts when you heard the sound of the door opening and footsteps coming inside the room. Then you looked up to see who it was and when you saw the person you were completely shocked.
It was Jimin.
"Jim.."
"Yes sweetheart"
He said with a smirk and came towards you and held your chin.
"Jimin, where am I?"
"You are at your new home, sweetheart."
"Jimin, please let me go."
"No"
"Jimin please"
"I said no"
"Jimin please"
"No"
He yelled.
"Jimin, why am I here?"
"Thats simple"
He chuckled.
"Bcoz I love you. I always did. But you never loved me back. I first thought that it was just a mere attraction so I decided to forget about you and I even got myself a girlfriend. After a few months I realised that I have fallen for you and decided to confess to you when I come back to Korea but then I heard from Jiwon that you got a boyfriend. That broke me. I was there waiting to confess to you and you were here slutting around."
He then took out a knife from his pocket. The Jimin whom you adored since childhood, now you were terrified by him. He then looked to Jungkook, who was tied in a chair.
"He was the one who took you away from me and dared to touch what's mine. Now I'll remove him from this world."
He said to himself with a smirk on his face.
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Borahae 💜
Mi Amor
Yandere Idol Jimin x Reader
Summary: You are attending a BTS fanmeet for the first time. Nothing can go wrong right?
Warnings: yandere Jimin, stalking, kidnapping, obsessive behaviour, obsession at first sight
A/N: Again originally from my Wattpad account. I hope you like it and if you do please leave a like.
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Y/N's POV:
I'm so excited. My dream is finally about to come true.
Which dream? You may ask.
To meet BTS.
Yes, BTS the number one boyband in the world. The most famous kpop group in the world. It was the first group which got me into kpop.
And now kpop is my life. Especially BTS, I love them. They are just amazing, fabulous, fantastic and so on.
I love them so much that I don't have any perfect words to describe them. They are just perfect. Each and every member is perfect.
And now I have a chance to meet them. I finally got a chance to attend their fansign. After waiting for so many years I got the golden chance, I'm not letting it go.
I can't describe how excited I was to meet them. Especially Jimin, he has been my bias since I started stanning BTS. Though I liked all the members Jimin was my favourite.
You may ask how I got a chance to attend BTS' fansign.
Actually now I live in South Korea for job purposes. I have been living here for almost two years.
You may think that I'm like other fan girls, who want to live and work in South Korea just because of BTS. But it is not like that. Maybe luck was on my side that I got a transfer to South Korea.
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I was finally in the fansign. Truth to be told I was pretty excited but also hella nervous. I don't want to embarrass myself in front of them. I'm really clumsy sometimes so I can't guarantee what I will do when.
I just wanted to take autographs of all the members and maybe have a small chat with them if they would like to.
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Currently I am in the middle of the fansign and I already took autographs and had a conversation with five of the members, RM, Suga, Jin, Jhope and Jungkook. They are all so kind and hilarious. Just as I thought they would be.
I tried to remain calm outside but I was dying from inside. My dream finally came true. I can't describe how happy you were.
Right now I was standing in front of V but his full attention was on Jungkook.
As expected.
Jimin noticed it and then indicated him to look at me. Just then V turned towards me with a huge smile.
We talked for a few minutes and truth to be said he was hilarious. I loved him.
Maybe I might change my bias.
Just joking.
Jimin was my bias, is my bias and will forever be.
Back from my nonsense.
Now I am standing in front of Jimin, my bias. Oh God I feel like I'll faint. He is so handsome.
Control Y/N, Control!
"Hi"
He greeted.
"Hi"
I greeted him back.
"What's your name?"
"Y/N"
"Beautiful name for a beautiful girl."
He complimented me. I couldn't stop from blushing.
"Thank you. You look handsome too."
We both talked for quite long time when he suddenly asked me something unexpected.
"Do you have a boyfriend?"
Wha-
Is it even allowed.
"N-no I don't."
I shuttered.
Now you may think that why did I shutter?
My ultimate bias asked me that do I have a boyfriend or not. So it's obvious for me to shutter.
Then you heard Jimin muttering something under his breath but I couldn't hear it. Jimin again gave a huge smile to me.
Before I could bid him goodbye he called me.
"Y/N"
"Yes"
"Gimme your hand"
It was more like a command rather than the a simple request.
But still I gave him my hand. He then held my wrist and kept a small piece of paper on my palm and closed my fist.
After that he winked at me. I felt like I was about to die.
I quickly left from there. I went outside and opened my fist and took out the chit of paper and saw it was a phone number.
Wha-
My bias gave me his phone number. I couldn't believe it. Is is normal for him to give his fan his phone number or am I special?
Stop Y/N. What are you even thinking?
Though I guess I have his phone number, I'm definitely not going to call him. You may already know the reasons.
I couldn't stop thinking about what happened in the fansign. I can't wait to say about all that happened in the fansign to my friend.
She even gave me a dare that none of the members will even talk to me and here we are where I have my bias phone number. I won't be able to stop bragging about it to her.
Wait-
I have my bias phone number.
Am I dreaming?
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Jimin's POV:
I am getting bored here. We just had to sit here and greet the fans and do nothing. I just wanted to go home. Above that some of the fangirls were so annoying.
Though I didn't want to be here still I tried to put a smile on my face while greeting the fans. I need to maintain the good image in front of the public. I know that all the members are feeling the same but still they controlled their feelings.
Being a idol was pretty hard.
Just then I saw a girl talking to Jungkook. She seemed different. She was not soo beautiful but in my eyes she was perfect.
Maybe this is what they call 'Love at first sight'.
Then she came to Tae and I couldn't stop but stared at her. She was just perfect. When she smiled my heart stopped. Everything in life seemed perfect. In a few minutes I'm madly in love with a girl who I never met with in my life.
I couldn't stop but admire the way she laughed at Tae for something hilarious he said. But still I felt jealous of Tae because it was me who was supposed to make her laugh not him.
After that she came to me. We talked for a few minutes, this few minutes felt like forever. I wanted talk more to her but still I had to let her go. She was even my ideal type.
Her name was Y/N. A beautiful name for a beautiful girl. Before she could even leave I gave her a chit of paper which contained my phone number in it.
I know it's not allowed but still I don't want her to go. It's okay as long as no one knows.
Right?
I hope she calls me.
I'll be waiting for your call, my love.
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After a week:
Y/N's POV:
I was returning home from the convenience store after buying a pack of ramen. I don't want to cook right now.
I'm very lazy.
I was coming on my food because the apartment where I stay is only a few minutes away from the convenience store. Secondly the neighborhood I stay was pretty much safe.
So I don't need to worry.
Right?
I was halfway on my way to home when I felt like someone was following me but when I turned back there was no one. I sighed in relief.
After a few steps I again felt like someone was following me and when I turned back I found a figure in black behind me.
I got tense and increased my pace. Just then I felt a hand on my waist. The person pulled me against his rock like hard chest.
Before I could even shout, the person put a cloth on my face. My vision was slowly blurring.
"Sleep, my love."
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Borahae 💜
Want You Back
Yandere Jimin x Reader
Summary: When your ex wants you back.....
Warnings: yandere Jimin, obsessive behaviour, mention of blowjob, blackmailing, death (of minor character)
A/N: Again originally from my Wattpad account. If you like it please leave a like.
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Flashback:
"Y/N, do you love me?"
He asked.
"I love you so much."
You said cutely and he giggled.
"Do you love me?"
I asked him.
"I love you so much my princess, that I can go to any extent to prove my love to you. "
End of Flashback
You smiled at the sweet memory while staring at the picture of you and your boyfri-, ex-boyfriend. You were very young that time and he was older than you. So at first you didn't wanted to be in a relationship with him but after he confessed his love for you so many times you finally accepted. And as time passed by you fell for him.
Your relationship was a secret one where you both used to spend time with each other without anyone knowing. In front of everyone you both practically acted as strangers but behind locked doors you were the lovey dovey couple.
The one and only relationship was that if your parents ever got to know about this relationship they would never support it. Your plan was to complete your studies, get a job and run away with him. You both would get married and have your happily ever after. But unfortunately that never happened.
Actually he was your your senior in high school and was brilliant in studies. You belonged from a very rich while he belonged from a poor family and his mother was a maid in our house. That was the greatest problem for your family their status mattered and they would never let their one and only daughter be in a relationship with a poor boy. This is the reason why you had to hide your relationship.
You were happy that way but one day that bitch, Taeyong revealed about your relationship in front of your parents. Taeyong was the son of your dad's business partner and your parents fixed your marriage with him. Though you didn't like him. You don't know how he got to know about your relationship and accused you of cheating on him.
When your parents got to know about it, they were furious. Your father told you to break up with your boyfriend but you couldn't do that. So you tried to make him understand but it went to vail. For your father his status was more important than your happiness.
He threatened you that if you don't break up with your boyfriend, he will remove his mother from her job and suspend him from the school. You didn't want that because you know that their family was depended on his mother's money and he himself studied day and night just to get admission in such a prestigious school. You couldn't let his dream break.
You were forced to break up with him. You told him that you don't want to be with him anymore because you never loved him and just used him for fun. He looked at you with teary eyes and didn't want to believe what you said. You lied to him so that he leaves you. If you would say him the truth he would be back of you which would hurt him at the end.
It doesn't matter if you broke up with him you still love him and will always do. No one can take his place in your heart.
Do you want to know his name?
Jimin, Park Jimin was his name. The one and only love of your life.
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You are currently waiting for your chemistry teacher to come and begin the class. You are patiently waiting for her but she was nowhere to be seen. It's strange because she is never late but today already ten minutes passed and she is not here yet.
Just then you saw your principal enter the classroom with someone following behind him. You know that he is a boy but you couldn't see his face because you are sitting in the second last of the corner row.
Maybe a new student.
As soon as the principal entered the class all of you got up to wish him. The principal greeted us and instructed us to sit down. I stared at the principal with utmost disinterest.
"So as you know, Miss Hwang recently got married and she left the school. So we have a new teacher. "
You principal announced. You were sad because Miss Hwang left the school. Actually she was your favourite teacher, she was the only one who praised your efforts. You surely will miss her.
Why do all the good people leave us?
"Mr Park introduce yourself."
The principal command the person who was standing behind him. You still couldn't see his face. You turned your head to the side to look outside the window. You were not at all interested to have a new teacher.
"Hello students-"
Wait, that voice sounds familiar.
"I'm your new chemistry teacher, Park Jimin."
He introduced himself. You turned towards to the new teacher to find the person who you never expected to be here. Your whole world stopped.
The principal left the classroom after that.
"So today we won't study and you can introduce yourself and I will say about myself so we all can get to know each other better."
Your new teacher announced and the whole class cheered except you. You remained quiet, you couldn't believe what you were seeing. Everyone started to introduce themselves one by one.
You just wanted to disappear from there. You can't believe that your ex boyfriend is your new teacher. It was soon your time to introduce yourself but you didn't got up and remained quiet.
Now you were the centre of attention of the whole class. Jimin turned towards you and as soon as he saw you the smile on his face quickly dropped.
"Miss, can you please introduce yourself."
He instructed you. With great hesitation you got up.
"I-I-I a-am Y/N, A-Ahn Y/N."
You shuttered. Everyone started laughing at you and you quickly sat down due to embarrassment.
"Sir, how old are you?"
One of the girls in your class asked him.
"Miss Aera, that's a very personal question but anyway I am 24."
All the girls started swooning over him. He too smiled at them, the same smile that he used to give you. You tried to control your jealousy while reminding yourself that you both are no longer together and he has the right to do whatever he wants.
Just then a girl asked something very unexpected to him. She asked about his love life. At first he went silent but then he started smiling.
"There is a girl who I love. She too loves me and I hope that we'll always be together."
He said that while directly looking at me. After hearing it some girls were sad after hearing that because now they had no chance to be with him. On the other hand you are completely heartbroken that he has someone in his life and he forgot about you.
Who are you to complain? You broke his heart so you deserved it. Instead of being jealous, you should be happy for him.
The rest of the day went on full swing.
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Time Skip:
Your teacher handed you the test papers. You saw your marks and you received a D+ in it.
What? How? You studied so well. Moreover chemistry is your favourite subject, never ever you received less than a A. You couldn't believe your eyes. You decided to talk to Jimin about it after class.
After class you were heading towards Mr Park's staff room. Suddenly your phone started to ring.
This bitch-
You picked up the call.
On Call:
You: Why are you calling me?
???: Can't I call my fiance, Y/N baby?
You cringed at that.
You: Stop this nonsense and get to the point.
???: You are getting impatient, aren't you? So anyway you need to attend the party that my dad is throwing tonight. We'll make our relationship official there.
You: I won't be able to come.
???: You will come yourself or otherwise I'll drag you. And I'm sure you won't like it?
With that he cut off the call. It was from that a**hole fiance of your, Lee Taeyong. Why doesn't he disappear from the world? You hate him so much. He is the sole reason why you had to break up with Jimin.
You reached your destination and knocked on the door. After a few minutes you got the reply to come in. You entered inside to find the love of your life sitting on a chair staring at you.
"I knew you will come here."
He said with a sinister smirk on his face. Uhh so badly you want to wipe that smirk from his face.
"I gave a bad grade on purpose so you come here."
"How dare you?"
You yelled at him.
"Woah......woah calm down Y/N, my dear. Don't forget I'm your teacher here."
"Ok sir, can you please-"
"Only in one condition."
He interrupted you before you could even complete your sentence. You were shocked because he knows what's going on your mind.
"What condition?"
"Give me a blowjob"
He said directly. When you dated him he was so sweet and cute but now he totally changed. You were disgusted.
Eww, how can he want something like this from me?
"I'm your student, sir"
"I know but if you want good grades you need to do this."
"I don't want good grades anymore."
Deep down you wanted to get good grades because if your parents see this they will scold you but you won't do what Jimin said. To you your dignity mattered more than good grades. It's better to get scolding from your parents than giving your teacher a blowjob.
You were about to leave when someone grabbed your hand and then pinned you to the nearby wall, caging you. Jimin glared at you.
"You can't leave me."
"You have changed Jimin"
"YOU CHANGED ME"
He yelled at you not caring who hears him.
"You left me even though you know how much I loved you. I cried for you, I tried to get you back but still you left me. You used me like a toy and now it's time for my revenge."
He said and then started to suck and bite on your neck.
He is no longer the man I fell in love with, he changed. I changed him.
Right now you can't let him take advantage of you. You wanted to cry but you gained all your strength and pushed him back. He stumbled backwards and was about to fall down but somehow balanced himself.
"Don't dare do this again."
You warned him and were about to leave the room but his voice stopped you.
"You will see the consequence"
You ignored him and left from there. Luckily he didn't follow you.
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You came back home and found a parcel that had your name in it kept near the entrance of your house. Assuming it is from Taeyong you left it there.
You changed your clothes, freshened up and came downstairs. You tried to erase today's incident from your mind and hoped that he will never do such things ever again. You sat on the couch and switched on the television.
"Businessman Lee Doyoung's son, Lee Taeyong was murdered. His dead body was discovered near the Han river by a native few minutes ago. The police discovered 'Mochi' engraved on his dead body, they think it is somehow connected with the killer. Invest- "
The remote fell from your hand. You couldn't hear anything right now, you were shocked. Although you didn't like him but you never wanted him to be murdered.
And Mochi.........I know him. Did he-
Just then a message popped up on your phone, grabbing your attention. It was from an unknown number.
Unknown: Come to XXXXXXX sharply at 7pm. If you don't come the next target will be your parents. Your Mochi
You never expected him to kill someone. The man you loved turned into a murderer and it's all because of you. The man who you thought could never hurt someone killed your fiance. You can't do anything about it now and it's your fault.
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No Escape
Yandere Jimin x Reader
Summary: When you fell in love with the wrong person......
Warnings: yandere Jimin, toxic husband, abusive husband, manipulating, mentions of miscarriage
A/N: Again originally from my Wattpad account. I hope you like it and if you do please leave a like.
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"Hello"
There was no limit of your happiness when someone picked up the call. Finally you can be free from this prison.
"Hel-"
"How can I help you, mam?"
You occasionally kept looking back to make sure that you are safe.
"P-ple-please he-"
You kept your voice low so that your husband doesn't wakes up. After so many days of planning and plotting you finally got this chance and you are definitely not going to leave it.
"Mam, please calm down"
"Help my husband he-"
Before you could speak further the phone was snatched away from your hand. You saw your husband standing right in front of you while holding the phone on his one hand. He was glaring at you and now you know that you are in trouble.
"Mam are you there?"
You heard a feminine voice from the speaker of the phone.
"Actually my wife just saw a nightmare and she got scared and dialled the emergency number. Sorry for the disturbances."
Before the lady could speak anything, he cut off the call. Your all hopes of being free vanished and in its place fear took over you. You had no idea what he is about to do to you.
"DO YOU WANT TO LEAVE ME, Y/N?"
He yelled at you. You were shaking in fear. Tears already welled up in the corner of your eyes.
"I-I"
Before you could say anything you felt a stinging pain on your right cheek. Your face turned side as the impact of the slap.
"I was patient with you, Y/N. I thought you love me and will never think of leaving me but guess what I was wrong. You probably got bored of me now and want other men to f*ck you. You are such a wh*re Y/N."
He then picked you up and threw you on his shoulders and carried upstairs towards your bedroom. You kept on hitting his back but he was totally unbothered by it.
He took you to your bedroom and dropped you on the bed. You tried to get away but he was quick to grab hold of you and tied your both hands to the headboard of the bed.
"Now I'll make sure you never leave me."
He said with a smirk on his face. The tears that gathered in your eyes finally rolled down your face.
Loving him was the greatest mistake of my life.
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Flashback:
You and Jimin got in a relationship when he was eighteen and you were only fifteen. You were very young but you couldn't control your teenage hormones.
Anyway who could resist a boy like Jimin. He had everything. He was good looking, was good in studies, was good in sports and was sweet to everyone. He was the definition of perfection.
All your friends teased you for not having a boyfriend when they had one. There were a few boys who asked you to be their girlfriend but you rejected them because you had a huge crush on Jimin. And one day when he proposed you in front of the entire school you were in cloud nine. You immediately accepted his proposal.
You hid your relationship from your parents because firstly, they would never support you. Secondly, they were outdated and believed in love after marriage. The first three years of your relationship was the best years of your life. Jimin proved to be the perfect boyfriend. He bought you anything you laid eyes on and was there with in your happiness and sorrows.
But one day your parents announced fixing your marriage with their business partner. After hearing the news you were shocked and cried alone in your room for hours. You informed Jimin about it and he suggested you run away with him. At first you hesitated but he assured that he'll take all your responsibilities. You were so in love with him that you didn't think about anything else and ran away with him.
You both finally moved together. He kept his promise and took care of you. He paid for all of your expenses and once again proved to be the best boyfriend you ever dreamt to have. You were really happy with your life.
As days went by he became more possessive about you. He decided what you wore? With whom you talked to? Each and everything was decided by him. It was like he was controlling your life. You looved him to much to realise that.
One day he suggested you to have s*x with him. You only wanted it after marriage and denied him but he was clever enough to manipulate you and ended up giving you virginity to him. He everyday manipulated you to have s*x with him.
After sometime you finally realised that every decision of your life is taken by Jimin. You now started to think that he is controlling your life. So you decided to confess it to him but he just brushed it off saying that he is your boyfriend.
What if he is my boyfriend, he has no right to control my life.
You didn't leave him but everything got worse when you found him threatening your friends to not talk to you ever again. You both got into a huge fight and you didn't talk to him for several days. He tried to talk to you but you just ignored him.
After ignoring him for almost a month you forgave him after he apologized to you. He again became the same sweet Jimin who proposed you to be his girlfriend. You were happy once again. After few days you got to know that you are pregnant. You were too young to have a kid but still decided not to abort it. Jimin also encouraged you to keep the child.
After almost a month you both got married because Jimin wanted you both to be married before your child arrives. You were eagerly waiting for your unborn child to come to this world. But fate had decided something else for you because you had a miscarriage. It was all because of the rough s*x you both had. Jimin used to tell you that he'll be gentle but ended up being rough.
Just because of him you lost your child. You were disheartened and cried for days. Jimin was totally unbothered and when you blamed him for never caring about his unborn child. He called you pathetic for crying for someone who didn't even see the face of this world and blamed you for not taking proper care of your child.
After that he began to show his real self. He locked you in the house and never let you go out. He took away your phone and even started to force you to have s*x with him.
End of Flashback
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7 Month's Later:
You caressed your seven month old baby bump. After you got to know you are pregnant once again Jimin changed once again. This time he never asked you to have s*x with him during your pregnancy. You were glad for that.
Just then you saw Jimin coming and sitting beside you on the bed. He put his one hand on your baby bump and started caressing with love in eyes. He put his head on your baby bump in order to feel your baby's movement.
"Your daddy loves you baby"
He said that brought a little smile on your face. Soon your smile dropped when you saw Jimin looking directly towards you. A moment ago he was so sweet and caring and now he looks scary.
"And you, don't try to escape otherwise I sw-"
"I know"
You decided not to try to escape anymore because you know that you have zero chances of escaping without Jimin knowing. You also didn'twant anything to happen to your baby time.
You know Jimin he can go to any extent to make sure that you don't leave him. Even if he has to hurt his own child.
"Bye baby take care of mommy"
He kissed your baby bump and then kissed your forehead. He got up from the bed and was about to leave the room but stopped.
"Don't try to escape, Y/N."
He once again reminded you before he left for work. You know you are trapped here and you have no one who can help you. You literally have no escape from Jimin right now.
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Husband
Yandere Jin x Reader, Yandere Jimin x Reader
Summary: When your husband cheats on you and an old classmate of yours comes to the rescue....
Warnings: yandere Jin, yandere Jimin, cheating, blackmailing
A/N: Again originally from my Wattpad account. I hope you like it and if you did please leave a like.
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You arrived home with the bouquet of flowers in your hand. It's your first wedding anniversary and you decided to give your husband a surprise. Though you know he doesn't love you but wanted to give this relationship a chance.
As you entered inside you heard some weird noises from upstairs. Without wasting any time you rushed upstairs. You could hear the sound of your husband, he was groaning or moaning you have no idea. You got worried for him and followed the sound and it was coming from your room.
Did he get hurt?
The door was unlocked and when you opened it, the floor beneath you slipped from your feet. The bouquet you were carrying fell from your hand. You couldn't believe what you were seeing. You wanted to surprise your husband but he surprised you.
A drop of tear rolled down your face. You saw the your totally naked husband thrusting into your best friend. They were moaning in pleasure and were still not aware of your presence.
You don't want to grab their attention and get humiliated by them. So without thinking anything else you ran out of the house.
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You were sitting on a roadside bench while crying. You don't know what you did wrong to deserve this. You never trusted your husband but your childhood bestfriend whom you trusted the most betrayed you. You don't have anywhere to go now. If you go back to your parents they will be disappointed at you.
You thought that your relationship with Jin was getting better after what happened between you last week. Though he was drunk but the next morning he said that he doesn't regrets it and wants to give your relationship a chance. You never saw it coming.
It was raining heavily and you were totally drenched. But you were too lost in your thoughts to realise it. Suddenly you felt someone's presence beside you and the raindrops stopped hitting your head. You looked up and saw Jimin holding an umbrella above your head.
"Don't want a pretty lady falling sick."
This is the first time you felt so happy seeing him you didn't think of anything and got up and hugged him tightly.
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5 years later:
"Tae stop running."
You ran behind your four years old son. You were out of your breath but he was not giving up. He showed his little tongue to you and continued running. You chased him.
Son, yes you have a son. His name is Taehyung (A/N: Sorry, not sorry 🤣). He is your and Jin's son and currently he is four years old, soon to be five. Jin has no idea about the existence of his son. You decided it's better if he has no idea or he will take Taehyung away from you and you don't want that.
About Jin you have no idea where he is and what he is doing. Last you saw him the day you both signed the divorce paper. After that you shifted to another city with the help of Jimin. Then you got to know that you are pregnant. At first you decided to abort the baby but later realised that the baby is innocent and even Jimin convinced you to keep it. That was the best decision of your life.
Jimin has truly been an angel to you in these years. He helped you to open a bakery which was your childhood dream and took care of Taehyung like a real father. Actually he was a classmate of yours in your high school days. He even proposed you but you rejected him because he was a bad boy. But when he once again proposed to you after Taehyung was born, you accepted him.
That was the second best thing that happened in your life. Now you both are happily married and you could not be more happy. Jimin never let Taehyung feel that he is his stepfather.
"Daddy"
(A/N: Dirty minded people 😏)
You were brought back from your train of thoughts when you heard Taehyung yell and run towards Jimin. Jimin picked him up in his lap and pecked his face with kisses. You just watched the father son duo with adoration in your eyes.
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"Momma, good uncle gave me chocolate"
Your son came towards you with the packet of chocolate in his hand.
"Tae, how many times have I told you to not accept anything from strangers?"
You said making your son pout.
"Momma but uncle is good and he is not a stranger, he said he knows you."
He said with a little on his face. You couldn't help but admire how adorable your son is.
"Baby you never know. Maybe that good uncle wants to take you away from momma and daddy."
After hearing your words your son's eyes widened in shock.
"Really, momma?"
"Yes baby, now promise me you will never talk to that stranger uncle again."
"Promise momma."
You pecked his forehead. You are really worried for your son. You don't know who the stranger is but he doesn't seem like good news to you. So you want Taehyung to stay away from him.
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"Baby I'm home."
You yelled and expected Taehyung to run to you and hug you but it didn't happen. Maybe he is asleep, you decided not to wake him up. You went straight away to your room and changed your clothes.
Something was odd today, this is what your gut feelings screamed. You then rushed to your son's room and heard the sound of whispering coming from inside.
"But momma said not to talk to you. She said you are a bad guy."
"Do I look like a bad guy to you?"
"N-no"
You heard the voice of your son and another masculine voice. The voice seemed familiar to you but it was not Jimin. You quickly opened the door and found someone unexpected there having a conversation with your son.
The sound of the door grabbed their attention. You saw your ex-husband looking at you with a smile on his face.
"Stay away from my son."
You rushed towards your son to take him away but Jin came and stood right in front of you before you could reach him.
"Correction, our son"
He grabbed your arms and pinned you on the nearby wall. Taehyung just stared at both of you with confusion written all over his face.
"I'll give you two options- first, come back to me and we can live as a happy family, you, me and our son. Second I'll kill that husband of yours and still take you with me."
"I'll never go back with a cheater."
"Y/N listen about that day, that bitch Jieun she seduced me and mixed something in my drink. I never wanted to cheat on you."
You know he is lying but now you are not the old Y/N anymore you won't fall for his lies. But somewhere inside you, you felt like he is saying the truth but you don't want to believe him.
"Will you come back with me or not?"
Jin glared at you. This time you won't let him play with your feelings. These few years without him have been the best time of your life and now you love Jimin and Taehyung loves him too. You will never leave him for a person who cheated on you with your best friend.
"NO!"
You yelled at him and fell a stinging pain on your right cheek. He just slapped you.
"You are a bad uncle, you hurt momma. My daddy is a cop he will put you in prison."
Taehyung tried to come between you but Jin pushed him back making him fall on the ground.
"Tae-"
"Now will you come with me or not?"
You saw him pointing a gun towards Taehyung. You were too shocked at this point. How can he do that? Taehyung is his own son.
"You won't do that?"
"Believe me love, I can do anything for you. Even if it is to kill our son."
He let out an evil laughter. How can someone be so heartless?
"This one is too annoying. Don't worry I'll kill him and your husband. Then we can have another one."
He pulled the trigger and was about to shoot Taehyung.
"NO-"
Just then you heard the sound of a gunshot. You closed your eyes, the ground beneath you slipped from your feet. He shot your son. You are such a bad mother you couldn't even save your son.
"Daddy"
You opened your eyes when you heard the voice of your son. A wave of relief rushed in you when you saw that your son was safe and alive. You quickly went towards him and hugged him. You peppered kisses all over his face.
You were too busy in your thoughts when your eyes fell over the dead body of your ex husband and Jimin standing a few feet away from you with a gun in his hand.
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Jimin's POV:
I watched Y/N and Taehyung peacefully sleeping. They went through a lot today and all they needed was rest. I know it will be hard but I hope they forget about today's incident.
I got rid of Y/N's ex-husband's dead body. It was not a difficult task. I got up from the bed and went towards the balcony and admired the night view of the city.
I'm happy that Y/N and Taehyung are both okay but if I wouldn't have arrived at the right time, we would have to lose Taehyung. I thought Jin was out of Y/N's life forever but guess what I was wrong. I should have made a better plan but no worries Y/N is still with me, that's what matters.
That Jieun bitch, I'll kill her. She can't even do a simple task properly. I didn't pay her for nothing. But guess what it was not her fault that idiot was really in love with her. Alas! luck didn't favour him.
I looked back at the room where Y/N and Taehyung were sleeping. Two things that I'll make sure of are: firstly, I'll make sure Y/N never gets to know the truth and secondly I'll make sure that Taehyung never gets to know that I'm not his real father. I want them to be happy, no matter what it takes.
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Yandere jimin profile
Master list
A/N: please keep in mind stories before this was made may not follow his new yandere personality (12/7/2020
Warning: yandere theme, manipulation, guilt-tripping
Danger level 5/10
- park jimin was the sweetest man you could ever meet, aside from his guilt-tripping and manipulation that is. His emotions were like glass that could be broken with a simple glance.
- jimin was extremely clingy, always touching you and if he wasn't he'd only be a few inches from you, at the most. He even quit his job and got one he could work from at home.
- if you ever denied jimin, Lord have Mersey. He'd instantly break down in protest claiming you didn't love you among other horrid things and if you dare to call him out for his guilt-tripping hed play the silent game until you apologize.
- jimin always wanted content affection no matter where, public or home
- a pro for you though is that jimin is very easy to manipulate so if you want something, threaten him that you won't give him attention for an hour. It will do the trick
- jimin didn't have set punishments for you but he would push and slap you like a pathetic toddler when he had his tantrums
- jimin wasn't above hurting others though, there has been multiple times where he's started a public fight because a man had decided to lay his gaze on you for a second too long.
- jimin will have outbursts filled with anger then expect you to cuddle him like nothing had ever happened.
- aside from that side of him, jimin loves making you sweets, brownies, cookies, cake anything sugar-filled.
- favorite way to kill: stabbing, it was clean and easy, the quicker he could get it done the more time that left for cuddling with his love.
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Yandere jimin is ready for any asks you throw at him
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The Owner
✂ Pairing: Yandere! Ghost! Park Jimin x Female! Reader
✂ Word Count: 3,9k+
✂ Warnings: Death, murder, blood
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Wanna write a story when the MC isn’t skeptical bc I do believe in spirits, although not to the point of being overly superstitious. And phew, does it exceed my expectations.
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Maknae reaction to when they find out s/o is equally obsessed with them.
TW! Mentions of stalking, kidnapping, murder, implied smut
This is a work of fiction and in no way represents the actual people involved.
Park Jimin
It was love at first sight.
Love was in the air and you were there. Just standing there so innocently, twirling your hair in one finger and biting the nail polish off the other. He remembered how a sense of euphoria just erupted as his big brown eyes traced off your delicate figure, how his heart was beating so hard with a sudden sense of longing.
He knew then what he knew now, you were meant to be his. And even now, as he observed the pictures on the walls, the paintings, the articles of clothing and more spread through and about the attic walls, floor, and ceiling like an altar dedicated to him and him alone, he knew you were his. Apparently, though, he was just as much yours as well.
Tracing a finger alongside the carefully placed photo of the two of you together hung on the wall, he felt that feeling again; longing.
“When I told you I wasn’t scared of you, I meant it.”
Your soft voice chimed in, sending a shiver to run up his spine. His puffy lips stuck out into a pout, large angelic eyes softening as he turned to face you, taking notice as you twirled your hair nervously in one finger and ever so lightly biting your nails on the other. Wrinkles of worry adorned the face he spent nights picturing and fantasizing about.
Making his way towards you, each step so soft you would not have noticed them if you weren’t looking at him, Jimin brought his hand to cup your face.
The warmth that spread across your cold cheek made you lean into his touch as he held you like his most prized possession.
“I’m all yours…”
Kim Taehyung
The throbbing at the back of his head just wouldn’t go away. Neither would the mental image of you knocking him out with a crowbar after he found your secret folder on your computer labeled “T”. If he knew you carried such a nasty hit he would have probably bothered being much more careful about snooping around then maybe he wouldn’t be chained up in your basement like some sort of animal.
However, he won’t lie about the thrill that shot its way through his spine as he found out about his situation. As he noticed that despite being chained to a wall, you still took it upon yourself to pamper him and bandage the wound left on his head, dressing him in fine silk so his skin wouldn’t bruise against the cold rusted metal of the chains. You hit him yet you still babied him. In a sense, it felt ironic. That it was him going through this instead of the other way around.
His head snapped up and towards the door opening, revealing your figure standing in the middle of the entrance, tray of freshly cooked food on hand while a warm smile spread across your lips at the sight of him patiently waiting for you like a good boy.
“Morning, sleep head. Had a good rest?”
“Hmm.. maybe if I wasn’t chained up I could say yes.”
Cooing softly at his small pout, you made your way towards him placing the tray by his feet. Kneeling down, you watched as he reached for the tray, observing its contents.
He knew you were waiting for a reaction from him. A sign of him being displeased, ready for him to explode and demand for his freedom. No, instead he will eat the food you so kindly made for him and he will have a shit eating grin on his face as he enjoyed the love you poured into your cooking.
“So, what now, Love?”
Jeon Jungkook
If he wasn’t in love before, he sure as hell was now.
As he watched the blood drip from your hands, knife in hand as that bitch that dared come between you two laid motionless on the ground. You are standing above her, yet, you never once looked at her. How could you? After all, you were too caught up looking at him as he just stared into your eyes with such love and adoration. As if his whole world was displayed before him.
And it was, for you were his whole word and more.
“Jungkook…?”
With a lick of his lips, he approached you, not caring if he was stepping on the blood of some girl he never bothered learning the name of, not caring if you were covered in her blood. He just wanted to feel you, have you against him, to be one with you.
His sudden advance made you drop the knife as you felt his lips crash into yours, nipping and biting your lips as his teeth clashed against yours. Hungerly devouring your whimpers, his hands gripping your hips, pressing himself flush against you.
This reaction was not one you anticipated, you expected him to be scared. To scream! In fact, you were ready to give him a speech to redeem the situation but this… well you can’t complain about this now can you?
Not when his hand has you firmly in place as his hips grind and press against your own, lips bruising and claiming your lips like you were his last meal on earth.
If anything this outcome was better.
For the both of you.
Hyung Ver.
Updated: 11/10/22
icarus broke the sun
summary: perfect student council president, jimin, would never hurt you. not with his own hands anyway.
pairing: yandere!jimin x afab!reader
both characters are adults, minors dni.
warning: yandere themes, noncon, explicit n*fw, emotional manipulation, bullying, obsessive behaviour, rich jimin.
word count: 1.5k
Czytaj dalej
Forever Young
Member: Jimin
Type: Drabble
Warning: This is a Yandere story! It in no way reflects the real Park Jimin, nor how I think of him. This is purely for entertainment purposes. This includes themes of aging and murder.
READ AT YOUR OWN RISK
He’s so obsessed with your youthful beauty and innocence for the moment he lays eyes on you.
Meaning he dreads you aging.
You don’t worry at first but slowly notice your husband getting more distant in stark contrast to his loving-obsessive-behavior from the beginning. Sometimes even catching disgusted looks toward you. You try everything an aging woman in a harsh judging society would (creams, botox, etc) but soon Jimin has had enough of you ruining HIS face, HIS body.
Little did you know he’s had this plan for years. He couldn’t stand to see his precious angel turn old. So one day, he enacted his plan. He laid out your prettiest dress that he bought you when you were in, what he calls, your prime. You had your hair and makeup like you always did. You looked almost like how you used to. But when you smiled too hard he could see the lines and leathery skin paint his favorite face. So he continued on. He treated you like a princess almost exactly reliving your engagement day.
Only this time it didn’t end with a ring. It ended with poison in your cup and you choking and gasping for air as he sits calmly beside you sipping his untampered drink.
He preserves you-as best he can, keeping the same dress and not touching your hair and makeup much besides cleaning the after-effects of what he had done.
He’s insured age wouldn’t ruin you. No wrinkles or dementia. You’d be perfect forever.
You were only 38.
— THE DEUCE TO PAY | PJM (TEASER)
PAIRING : Jimin x OC
TROPE : Supernatural(?) | Doctor-patient relationship (this taboo relationship 💀) | Dark Romance
DISCLAIMER : This story is a work of fiction. The description of the BTS members in this story does not reflect nor portray them in real life. Everything in this story only fits in imagination and does not apply outside of imagination.
RATING : 16+
WORD COUNT : 769 (for teaser)
MASTERLIST | NAVIGATION | READ FULL VER.
SUMMARY : It was unprofessional of you to fall for you patient and for your patient to fall for you back? You have the deuce to pay. But what if that’s what Jimin has been planning on? For you to fall for him.
AUTHOR NOTE : this story had a youtube version for it in my channel but i decided to post it here too. this version is rewritten and hopefully is better than the original one </3 i cringe so hard while rereading the old one ngl.. there were just so many errors I felt like throwing my computer away. but anyway, teaser is picked out by @leemien <3 proofread by one and only, grammarly 🪧 if you see mistakes, no you dont :)
“My darling…”
That voice again.
You get vibrations as the nickname rolls out of his plump lips so pleasantly. It’s like honey to the ears. You feel the need to run and melt in his arms.
You realise something is wrong.
The pull isn’t too magnetic and strong so you quickly snap out of it and try to focus on Jimin instead of losing to your innermost thoughts and subconscious.
“(Y/N), we got Lia now, let’s leave fir—”
Jimin lets out a growl, a very threatening one. He shoots a glare at the male doctor, Dr. Hwang— His glare sends away a warning.
Take her away and I’ll rip your head off your neck.
He wants nothing more than to kill everyone who tried to take her away from him. You turn to the threatened doctor. “I need to handle my patient, Dr. Hwang. If you..” You glance at everyone that’s present in Jimin’s room, camping at the door and the hallway, witnessing the scene.
“If all of you could please kindly return to your respective works or doings just now and do not enter this room.” You say apologetically. You bow deeply as you continue. “I’m truly sorry for the inconvenience I have caused.”
Once everyone leaves, you exhale. You didn’t notice how suffocating it was when the people crowded the room until they all finally left. You breathe in deeply before turning to Jimin.
“Did you just use your ability on me?” You throw your accusation as you send him a glare.
“You wanted to leave me…” He murmurs but you hear him.
You sigh and rub your temple out of frustration. Frustrated because a) you made a mistake, a careless one at it, b) Jimin uses his ability on you. You don’t say a word as you just stand on your spot. You glance at your wrist and it has passed the pick up time at the cat hotel.
Now you have to call Maya to extend the time.
You tap both of your cheeks 2-3 times as if to pull yourself together “Let’s get you back to sleep hmm?” You send him the best smile you could pull out of your now fatigue body.
But Jimin isn’t having it.
“N-No! You’ll leave me!” He protests. “You’ll be gone once I open my eyes the next day.”
“I’m staying until you fall asleep? How does that sound?” You suggest. “Of course I’ll be gone once you wake up next morning, Jimin. I can’t spend the night here.”
“No.”
“If you’re not sleeping then I’m leaving. You’ll see me walk away from you right in front of your two eyes.” It’s an empty threat. If Jimin doesn’t want to sleep willingly then you’ll have to give him his sleeping pills. After the stunt he just pulled, he needs sleep.
You most certainly didn’t expect Jimin to take your threat seriously.
“No, you’re staying with me, darling.”
He’s doing it again.
But this time he’s putting more force on his voice. His voice is so enchanting to your ears that it makes your legs weak. Jimin laces his voice with enchantment to attract you to him, to pull you to him without him having to lift a finger. Just a roll of his tongue.
He is using his ability on you.
“Come to me, (Y/N),” Jimin calls out in a sing-song manner, making your feet move subconsciously, you are being pulled to him like a piece of magnet attracted to another. You try your hardest to not fall and succumb to his alluring voice as you fight with your subconscious.
Jimin sees the way you try to fight off his calling. You are fighting so hard for a fight that’s one sided. Jimin could easily use his ultimate weapon and have you immediately in his arms but maybe he enjoys seeing you struggle. Your struggle is worse than futile.
It’s all fun while it lasts. You had your fun—going against him— now let him have his fun.
Jimin stares at you as he opens his mouth. He rolls his tongue to enunciate his siren song.
No mere human can stand a siren song.
The dangerous song entices you in every mean and way, his immaculate syllables lace with irresistible temptation as his voice starts to ring on her head, probing your head. Jimin is taking over your mind. Every word only seems to heightened the enchantment and dullen your senses.
The last syllables roll out of Jimin’s lips as the song comes to its end and you are finally in his arms.
“Exactly where you belong, darling.”
idk if i should make a taglist for the full ver. but if you want then lmk :) send an ask or comment! xo
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— THE DEUCE TO PAY | PJM
PAIRING : Jimin x OC
TROPE : Supernatural(?) | Doctor-patient relationship (this taboo relationship 💀) | Dark Romance
RATING : 16+
DISCLAIMER : This story is a work of fiction. The description of the BTS members in this story does not reflect nor portray them in real life. Everything in this story only fits in imagination and does not apply outside of imagination.
WORD COUNT : 11K
MASTERLIST | NAVIGATION
SUMMARY : It was unprofessional of you to fall for you patient and for your patient to fall for you back? You have the deuce to pay. But what if that’s what Jimin has been planning on? For you to fall for him.
AUTHOR NOTE : this story had a youtube version for it in my channel but i decided to post it here too. this version is rewritten and hopefully is better than the original one </3 i cringe so hard while rereading the old one ngl.. there were just so many errors I felt like throwing my computer away. but anyway, beta read by @leemien !! <3 (and @/Tess) proofread by one and only, grammarly 🪧
WARNINGS : This story deals with mental illness, trauma, contains dubious situations that some readers might find it disturbing and triggering (if you have a problem with this then my story is not for you) and quite a number of inaccurate and made-up information about certain things just to fit in the story. (i did make some research to try and make this makes sense ㅠㅠ)
DEDICATION : To my baby twin, happy birthday <3
The smell of a hospital.
Sterile, generic and sometimes overwhelming.
It still feels overwhelming even after years—Well, three years, to be precise—of your career as a psychiatrist. It has always been your dream and goal to cure—or at least help people with mental illnesses and psychological disorders.
You are not mentally ill or have any mental health issues, at least you think you don’t. It’s your surroundings that make you pursue this path.
Mom had severe depression when she was alive. She got better after getting married to Dad but it didn’t last long. After a few months into the marriage, she started being the way she was before marriage.
Aunt told me Mom was abused by their dad, my grandfather. She escaped his grasp when Dad proposed to her and finally got married to her, taking her away from her own dad.
Your heart aches for your mother.
All the pain she went through. The dark thoughts that always cloud her mind, influence her negatively.
Mom always told me that I’m the only reason why she’s still holding on.
But maybe after holding on for so long, she decided to finally let go.
Let you go.
She’s free from any pain, at least.
Your heels click along the dreary hallway, you are doing your usual task; giving prescriptions to the patients in this hospital and doing some rounds around the building. Yes, just the usual.
You have a quite good reputation in this hospital.
Asclepius Hospital, Psychology and Psychiatry Specialist. A private hospital.
You get along with your patients rather quickly and easily. One of your patients once said,
“You have a very attractive aura around you. You are approachable and I just feel like I can tell you almost anything. Something in you just attracts me, makes me trust you and actually have faith in you..”
What she said almost sounds unreal but then again you never know. If that’s what they felt about you then you are more than glad to continue providing those.
It was from your first ever patient. A young female adult, 20 years old. She had suffered from eating disorder, insomnia, severe depression and substance abuse problems. She was hospitalised here for about 6 months. It has been to hell and back but she survived with enough willpower and support.
You stop in front of a metal door with a slanted knob.
Patient 7959, the board reads.
NAME : Park Jimin
DESCRIPTION : Depression and Insomnia
HEAVY WARNING : This patient possesses the ability of a Siren.
DOCTOR IN CHARGE : (Y/N)
NOTE : Anything regarding this patient, please contact Dr. (Y/N) first.
Thank you for your understanding and cooperation.
You take in an amount of oxygen as you feel the air turns suffocating making it hard to breathe. It’s always like that— You would be lying if you think you’re not afraid to confront your patients.
You always are.
The thoughts of what the patients might do if they lose control all of a sudden— Her facade would break down if that ever happens. But for now, you shake the nervousness off, this is part of your job and the risk in the profession itself.
You bring your hand to knock on the metal door. You hear a faint ‘come in’ and it’s your cue. You twist the slanted knob as the metal door gapes open and you make your way in.
Upon entering, you immediately spot the young man, Jimin, sitting on one of the couches. You give him your signature smile as you put down the tray that you are carrying, full of medications that you had brought from the outside. You settle down next to Jimin on his couch.
Some patients have the privilege to design their own room according to their preferences with safety measures and procedures taken of course. The supervisor will make sure that all settings and functions are anti-ligature. Whereas the case of patients with serious mental illness was put in a padded cell until it’s the right time to give them their own room— their own to design.
Jimin’s room is simple. The walls are painted in black and the floor is covered with black wooden tiles. He arranges his double bed to be on the very corner near the shatter-resistant window. The room is complete with an all-together kitchen, bathroom and living room.
The design of this room is like the one he had back at home, he said.
As you settle down next to him, you ask, “How are you today, Jimin?”
“Good,” he mumbled. “B-but that doesn’t mean I’m healed right..”
It wasn’t a question. It was like a protest, denial.
Jimin doesn’t want to leave your side even when he’s healed. You were his saviour and it will remain like that. You are his saviour.
You don’t miss Jimin's sickly infatuation for you but you block him out and deny it just like he’s denying his health. Not really denying his health. Indeed, he is sick and in need of a doctor’s attention but he’s refusing to get better just to not have you taken away from him.
A few months ago, you started a game with Jimin and now you can’t end it.
You just smiled at him. “That’s why I’m here to give your prescriptions,” You stand up on your feet and take the prescriptions. Jimin’s eyes follow you until you settle down again on your previous spot.
You look at him and ask, “Do you still have trouble sleeping at night?”
Jimin nods.
You continue asking more questions such as relating to his health, what he did today, the food, any improvements. After finishing the little question and answer session, you put down your clipboard and start giving various types of pills for him. Jimin swallowed each pill with success.
Setting the tray aside, you walk towards Jimin’s bed and pat it as a signal for Jimin to lay down. It’s his bedtime— His favourite time, he claimed.
You tuck him under the soft duvet. Your fingers run through his hair, massaging his scalp. Jimin hummed and closed his eyes. He loved the feeling; the warmth that you provide for him, he wants to keep it forever...
He wants to keep you forever.
10 minutes passed and Jimin’s eyelids started to get heavy and heavier. His cat-like eyes slowly started to close and finally shut, drifting off to sleep.
Since he fell asleep, you assume his body is worn out and tired and finally shuts down. His body usually lasts for 2-3 days without sleep. You gave him sleeping pills but not every day. You don’t want him to depend on the pills.
Caressing his hair for the last time, you get up from the position you are in and tidy up the tray of prescriptions.
Your extra duty for this specific patient is to tidy up his room. It’s an extra duty because it’s not your usual work. Usually, the nurses would clean the patient’s room. In Jimin’s case, he dislikes the fact that people other than you come into his room and clean it up.
He doesn’t like anyone other than you in his personal space.
You have no problem with the extra duty since Jimin is quite easy to handle now that he’s asleep. Just as you are about to walk to his bathroom, your pager buzzes, indicating a call from the higher-ups.
You quietly moan in exasperation. “Really now? What’s so important that you can’t wait until tomorrow morning?”
You scan the room quickly before thinking of a solution. The higher-ups building is metres away from patients’ building. Your shift will end in a few minutes which is approximately 20 minutes from now. The walk to another building is going to take about 10 minutes more or less. You need to get off your work sharp since you have to pick up your cat that you had left at the cat hotel this morning before it closes.
You look at Jimin who’s fast asleep on his bed and the pager that keeps on buzzing in your doctor coat’s pocket. “I’ll get Lia to clean up the room.”
You make up your mind and quickly pick up the tray and head straight to the door.
Negligence.
It was a careless mistake of you to do so.
You’ve never skipped your duty of cleaning Jimin’s compartment.
Jimin doesn’t like anyone else other than you in his comfort zone…
But, he is sleeping.
And just like that, you left his room.
Upon hearing the door shut, Jimin’s eyes flick open—Almost immediately.
He was never asleep.
He had a fucking Insomnia. He is so close to sleeping, to finally rest his mind but the moment he doesn't smell, feel your presence and scent, he blinks his eyes open faster than when he was closing it.
Jimin had three ways to fall asleep and only three which are a) he waits for his body to shut down on its own which usually take 2-3 days maximum, b) sleeping pills, you don’t actually restrict sleeping pills usage on him, when he desperately needs it, you’d give it, c) you.
He needs you by his side so he can fall asleep.
You close Mr Yang’s office door as you sigh.
“I can’t believe this,” You tuck your hands in your coat’s pocket as you walk down the hall to go back to the patients' building.
Check Lia and Jimin, change your clothes and pick up your cat. You glance at your watch that is hugging your wrist.
Great, you have 5 minutes before your shift ends.
“God,” You bring your hands up to your face as you rub, trying to freshen yourself up. “I ran all the way to his office just to him with his wife eating each other out,” You huff.
It’s not all bad though, Mr Yang gives you a great piece of news.
The director of the hospital pages you to let you know about a deal he had struck with another hospital. They offer you to work at a known and famous hospital in another province in South Korea.
Asclepius is as known and famous as the hospital mentioned, you think. You had asked Mr Yang, why did he offer this deal to you and not to others.
“I’ve sent in 4 résumés to them, Lia’s, Jaemin’s, Beomgyu’s and yours, along with records of patients. They’ve reviewed all of them and they said all of them are satisfying. This might sound biased but they wanted me to offer this to you first.”
You can accept it or reject it. It’s up to you.
“If you’re rejecting this offer, only then will I pass this deal to the others.”
Well, if you decide to stay, Mr Yang would be more than happy— To have the best doctor one could ask for but if you decide to go, it’s fine too since it would establish a great relationship with the hospital. Both decisions are beneficial to him so he doesn’t mind.
“Evening, Yuri,” You greet your subordinate, Yuri, a young Japanese girl. She’s a mental health nurse.
Yuri raises her head upon hearing your voice, she greets you back with her cheerful voice. You expect Lia to be here too but you don’t see her. “Where’s Lia?” You ask her.
“Oh, she’s still in Jimin’s room.”
You frown. ‘She should be back by now. It wouldn’t take long to clean Jimin’s room since there’s not much of a thing…’
“Weird… She should be done in less than 10 minutes,” You say to no one in particular but Yuri hears you as she agrees.
You turn on your heels to go to Jimin’s roo—
A feminine high pitched scream echoed throughout the hallway of the patients’ rooms, leaving all of the nurses and doctors present in shock. They all froze in their place thinking that it might be that one of the patients loses control or is having nightmares and manic episodes.
Wait.
Yuri seems to know what you are thinking about as she voices your thoughts out loud. “But, we don’t have a female patient on this floor, Dr. (Y/N)—”
“Dr. (Y/N)!”
You turn to the familiar voice. “Aerin?”
Aerin is the head nurse of this hospital. She’s around her 40s.
“Aerin, where is Li—”
You are cut off by the panicked Aerin. “Lia, she is—” Her pupils are dilated with fear as she tries to regain her speech ability.
“Aerin! Calm down!” You grip her shoulders. You try to calm the panicking girl but to no avail, she is too scared to the point where breathing becomes difficult for her, her body shaking in fear. Having no other option, Aerin grabs on your wrist and leads you somewhere.
You hear a faint masculine voice as you and Aerin step closer to a certain patient’s room. Jimin’s room.
Then, it hits you.
Lia… Jimin…
Your eyes widened as you finally grasp what’s wrong. How could you be so stupid to really let Lia take over your duty? God, why didn’t you consider the possibility of Jimin waking up while Lia is cleaning? You have the deuce to pay after all this.
You practically run to Jimin’s room. The screams seem to be attracting other nurses and doctors as they trail behind you and Aerin. You open the metal door, the loud sound coming from the door fills the silence in the room. The scene in front of you is enough to send shivers down to the spine.
Jimin is choking Lia.
He’s on top of Lia as his hands grip Lia by her neck, pinning her down to the floor.
Jimin never ever uses his strength on people.
Even when someone other than you steps into his zone, he’ll only threaten them from afar. It could mean only one thing…
Lia touches Jimin.
“Jimin, let go of Lia...” Dr Hwang says softly.
It doesn’t make Jimin’s grip loosen, if anything, he tightens it causing Lia to let out a choked yelp. The doctors and nurses are trying their best to persuade him but it is to no avail as he tightens his grip at each persuasion they make.
Can’t they see that each syllable they throw at him causes his grip to tighten?
A hush escapes your lips. The room quickly falls to a pin drop silent. The only sound that is still audible is Lia’s harsh breathing. Jimin’s grip starts to loosen as the room grows quiet and quieter. As his grip loosen enough for air to fill in her lungs, Lia breathes in greedily.
“Jimin..” You call out for him in a sing-song manner, slowly approaching the two.
You are cautious of your steps as you continue. “Jimin, let go of Lia’s neck..” Your voice is stern, something that you rarely use on your patients. Jimin doesn’t move as if he’s frozen on the spot. He neither tighten nor loosen his grip on Lia.
“Jimin,” You finally step in front of him, a few centimetres away. “Let go of Lia’s neck,” Your voice is two times sterner than before but you still keep your tone low. You know better than to raise your voice. Jimin’s sense of hearing is sensitive when he’s using his inhuman strength.
Upon hearing your voice grow sterner, Jimin lets out a low growl.
Seeing that Jimin didn’t budge at all, you contemplate something. You have no other choice but to use this card against him. You’re not sure if it’s going to work or not but trying doesn’t hurt.
“If you don’t let go of Lia’s neck, I’m telling the authorities to send you to another hospital, Jimin.” Your voice is thick with seriousness.
You thought it’s not working but the snap of his head shows that it works.
His head finally snaps towards you, trying to meet your eyes.
Finally meeting your eyes, he immediately let go of Lia’s neck, moving to wrap his hand around your wrist and pull you to his embrace, not wanting you to leave him but you are faster. You move back a few steps, deliberately avoiding Jimin’s touch as if he is the fire that would burn you.
Lia looks up at you with teary eyes. You send her a swift tilt of head to signal her to escape quickly. Lia obeys, running to her friends all while gasping for air to fill her lungs. You are going to ask her for details later.
“N-No..” His voice trembles, thick with fear. Fear of losing you. “You can’t leave me, (Y/N)…”
“My darling…”
That voice again.
You get vibrations as the nickname rolls out of his plump lips so pleasantly. It’s like honey to the ears. You feel the need to run and melt in his arms.
You realise something is wrong.
The pull isn’t too magnetic and strong so you quickly snap out of it and try to focus on Jimin instead of losing to your innermost thoughts and subconscious.
“(Y/N), we got Lia now, let’s leave fir—”
Jimin lets out a growl, a very threatening one. He shoots a glare at the male doctor, Dr Hwang— His glare sends away a warning.
Take her away and I’ll rip your head off your neck.
He wants nothing more than to kill everyone who tried to take her away from him. You turn to the threatened doctor. “I need to handle my patient, Dr Hwang. If you..” You glance at everyone that’s present in Jimin’s room, camping at the door and the hallway, witnessing the scene.
“If you guys could, please kindly return to your respective works or doings just now and do not enter this room.” You say apologetically. You bow deeply as you continue. “I’m truly sorry for the inconvenience I have caused.”
Once everyone leaves, you exhale. You didn’t notice how suffocating it was when the people crowded the room until they all finally left. You breathe in deeply before turning to Jimin.
“Did you just use your ability on me?” You throw your accusation as you send him a glare.
“You wanted to leave me…” He murmurs but you hear him.
You sigh and rub your temple out of frustration. Frustrated because a) you made a mistake, a careless one at it, b) Jimin uses his ability on you. You don’t say a word as you just stand on your spot. You glance at your wrist and it has passed the pickup time at the cat hotel.
Now you have to call Maya to extend the time.
You tap both of your cheeks 2-3 times as if to pull yourself together “Let’s get you back to sleep hmm?” You send him the best smile you could pull out of your now fatigue body.
But Jimin isn’t having it.
“N-No! You’ll leave me!” He protests. “You’ll be gone once I open my eyes the next day.”
“I’m staying until you fall asleep? How does that sound?” You suggest. “Of course I’ll be gone once you wake up next morning, Jimin. I can’t spend the night here.”
“No.”
“If you’re not sleeping then I’m leaving. You’ll see me walk away from you right in front of your two eyes.” It’s an empty threat. If Jimin doesn’t want to sleep willingly then you’ll have to give him his sleeping pills. After the stunt he just pulled, he needs sleep.
You most certainly didn’t expect Jimin to take your threat seriously.
“No, you’re staying with me, darling.”
He’s doing it again.
But this time he’s putting more force on his voice. His voice is so enchanting to your ears that it makes your legs weak. Jimin laces his voice with enchantment to attract you to him, to pull you to him without him having to lift a finger. Just a roll of his tongue.
He is using his ability on you.
“Come to me, (Y/N),” Jimin calls out in a sing-song manner, making your feet move subconsciously, you are being pulled to him like a piece of magnet attracted to another. You try your hardest to not fall and succumb to his alluring voice as you fight with your subconscious.
Jimin sees the way you try to fight off his calling. You are fighting so hard for a fight that’s one-sided. Jimin could easily use his ultimate weapon and have you immediately in his arms but maybe he enjoys seeing you struggle. Your struggle is worse than futile.
It’s all fun while it lasts. You had your fun—going against him— now let him have his fun.
Jimin stares at you as he opens his mouth. He rolls his tongue to enunciate his siren song.
No mere human can stand a siren song.
The dangerous song entices you in every mean and way, his immaculate syllables lace with irresistible temptation as his voice starts to ring on her head, probing your head. Jimin is taking over your mind. Every word only seems to heighten the enchantment and dulled your senses.
The last syllables roll out of Jimin’s lips as the song comes to its end and you are finally in his arms.
“Exactly where you belong, darling.”
“S-stop…” You whine. “Jimin, you promised me not to use your ability and the siren song on m-me anymore!” You scold him despite being in a vulnerable position and state. His arms are still wrapped around your body. His tight grip is the only thing that keeps you in the reality because his singing is making your grip on the reality loosen.
“And you promised to not leave me,” Jimin says, his voice thick with malevolence.
“You started a game but too bad you can’t end it…” Jimin chuckles as he traces his fingers across your drowsy face.
“It’s my game now, darling.”
He kisses your forehead. “Sleep with me today..”
A few months ago.
Your office is tainted with a rich perfume smell.
The usual coffee and woods smell is now mixed with Chanel’s perfume and it’s not a pleasant smell. At. All.
How many sprays did she put on?
“We have reached a conclusion,” You hear Mr Park’s voice.
“We will put him in this hospital until he gets cured or at least gets better…” Mr Park announces his—and his wife’s—decision.
“If he does get cured,” His wife sarcastically emphasises a hypothetical situation.
If you could, you would kick her out of your office. Immediately. Mrs Park has been nothing but a bitch throughout this appointment. You can see the dislike she had for her son but it is not necessary for her to publicly express it. Since you can’t kick her out, you ignore her as you continue detailing about his son and you jot down every information possible.
Mr Park is a big shareholder of this hospital. You’ve heard rumours saying he’ll take over this hospital soon—Not like you care at all, but what intrigues you is that people said that he got married to his current wife because of a deal, not out of love.
Oh god, you should mind my own business, (Y/N).
Once the talk comes to its end, you clasp your hands together. “Alright, if that’s your decision, I will do my best to help your son,” You say with a professional voice.
“If that’s all?” Mr Park and his wife take it as their cue to stand up and leave. You bow your head at them. Mr Park acknowledges your bow as he mirrors your action. His wife hastens out of your office.
It isn’t a few minutes later and the couple is already gone out of the radar— leaving his mentally sick son alone. You notice him sitting on the chair next to your office’s door. You approach him.
The parents didn’t even tell her that their son had inhuman abilities.
And unfriendly.
And also, obsessive.
“Hey,” You greet him. “Morning!”
He’s aware of your presence but doesn’t make an effort to reply. You wait, just in case but he just seems disinterested so you continue. “What’s your name?”
What a way to strike a conversation. What doctor doesn’t know their patient’s name? Screw that, you just wanted him to talk to you.
He stares at your face with his dark eyes. “Jimin.”
“And your age?”
“25”
“Okay, great!” You smile at him but he doesn't even spare you a glance as he keeps his gaze on the board in front of him that is pinned with all sorts of medical information. You heave a heavy sigh.
This is going to be tough.
This is your game.
To make Jimin talk to her was the first task of the game.
To make Jimin trust her was the ultimate task.
And once Jimin is cured,
It’s game over.
Or so you thought.
“Let’s bring you to your room, Jimin,” You tell him. “Come!” You hold out your hand for him to hold but he simply stands up and stares at you with an empty gaze.
Okay… Awkward.
Retreating your hand, you pat your thighs and stand on your feet as well as you escort Jimin to his room. Heat crawls on your face out of embarrassment and maybe humiliation too. You sigh, probably humiliating the shit out of yourself is one of the many ways to get Jimin out of his shell. If no one is going to make the first move then who?
“Okay!” You clasp your hands together to get his attention. “For a starter, your room will be empty. You get to decorate it according to your preference. Once we finish decorating your room, you’ll move here. For the time being, you’ll stay in the ready and available room.”
His father specifically asks for this privilege.
“Do you have any questions?” You turn to him. You study his face for any reactions but this guy remains with his stoned face, cold and emotionless.
“No.”
“Well, alright. Let me show you your temporary room.”
Three weeks have passed and you are finally done with Jimin’s room. You barely get enough sleep with the loads of work that are suddenly shoved up to your face almost at the same time. The room would have been done within 2 weeks or less because of Jimin’s simple and minimal preferences.
In the time spent of three weeks, you surprisingly get along with Jimin. His reaction gets slightly better than the first time they interacted. If his reaction before is just a nod and a shake of head then now he starts to use more words.
“Do you like it? Do you want to change anything?” You ask, your voice thick with hopefulness—hoping he’ll like the room— and concern. You’re worried if by chance the room isn’t up to his preference and him not reacting when you are showcasing his newly designed room.
The interior is fully based on Jimin’s preference but he doesn’t detail things like the position and arrangement of certain furniture which made it fully your problem to solve.
Different from your thoughts, your effort actually makes his stomach flutter and his heart fills with warmth. To witness such a human cares for him so much when not even his parents care for him.
But he doesn’t want to believe that you actually care about him.
It’s probably an act or just because it’s her duty, her obligation. She didn’t do all this out of willingness. He tells himself.
He decides to ease your worry. “It’s fine.” It came out as emotionless speech.
Upon hearing his words, you sigh in relief.
It takes days and hours to design his room. You try to finish it as soon as possible, you push some negotiable work for another day just to finish Jimin’s room. You squeeze your brain out to generate ideas for Jimin’s room that made you sleepless at night and the overload works too. You’ve seen the way Jimin was slightly uncomfortable with the ready and furnished room so that’s why you rushed everything.
The dark circles are visible around your eyes, you don’t have the time to cover it up because you are so excited to show Jimin his room but it doesn’t matter now that Jimin is satisfied with the result.
Jimin notices the dark circle under your eyes. He has seen how hard you work just for him and it makes his stomach flutter once again. Jimin studies your current look, your hair is slightly dishevelled because you are rushing to get him right after the room is done. Despite your busyness, you still look after Jimin with great care.
‘No, it’s just part of her work.’
But Jimin would be lying if he said he doesn’t enjoy your company. He loves having you with him in the boring room. You constantly try to strike up a conversation with him and he would just sit and stare, giving little to almost no reaction at all— That was at first. As you continue visiting him, doing the same thing and new things with him every day, he slowly starts to open up to you.
“(Y/N)?” A masculine voice interrupts the two of you. “Are you done with your patient?”
“Jaemin,” You simper as you see him at the door frame. “Yes, I’m done here.” You scan the room one last time before making your way towards the door.
‘Don’t go’
You freeze your steps as you feel your coat is being pulled. Turning around and pouring all of your attention on Jimin—the one that pulled your coat. You are surprised by his out of character action. You look at Jimin with knitted eyebrows.
‘Yes, only keep your attention on me.’
‘Fuck, what am I thinking? It’s just an act— An ac—’
“Jimin?”
Your voice brings him back to reality. He doesn’t notice that his grip on the hem of your coat is tightening for each passing second.
Jaemin lets out a cough as he says. “We’re getting late now, (Y/N).”
You turn to him and back to Jimin. “Is there anything you need, Jimin?” You ask softly, voice lace with concern. Jimin stares at your face, contemplating with his mind.
Why doesn't he want you to go?
Why does he feel a slight of anger knowing the fact that you are going to leave with that guy?
He is developing an infatuation with you.
“Don’t go,” He whispers ever so quietly.
A progress!
You have always prioritised your patient so of course, you would listen to Jimin’s request rather than having lunch with Jaemin. You turn to Jaemin. “I’m sorry, Jaemin... My patient comes first. Ask Lia to accompany you for lunch, okay?” You try giving him suggestions. “I’m really sorry!” You pout to express your sorrow.
“You promised, (Y/N),” Jaemin sighs and folds his arms on his chest.
‘Can’t this man see how tired (Y/N) is?’
“I know…” You whine at him. “Only this time, please?”
Jimin clutches harder onto your coat. He could see that you are contemplating; you feel sorry and guilty for breaking the promise but you are needed by your patient. You could just decide to go and have lunch with Jaemin and come back to Jimin after lunch but—
He had no choice now.
Jimin suddenly staggers to his feet as he retreats a few steps back, hands gripping on both sides of his head. Whimpers escape his plump lips. He weakly falls on his knees.
“Jimin!” You gasp as you rush to him. Jimin immediately clings onto your body. He wraps his arms around your waist as he lets his head rest on the crook of your neck, slyly inhaling her scent.
“My head hurts, (Y/N)…” He groans in pain. Obviously faking it.
He sends an intimidating glare to Jaemin. The guy somehow manages to pick up the signal that he’s not welcome in Jimin’s zone.
“My patient needs me, Ja—” You turn to Jaemin but only to see no one at the door frame.
Shrugging it off, you caress Jimin’s head. “Come, let’s get you to bed, Jimin.” You guide Jimin to his bed when suddenly he starts to whisper something in your ear. He is singing something— a song.
“What song are you singing, Jimin?” You ask while still guiding him to his bed.
Jimin doesn’t answer you as he continues singing the song ever so softly. Your mind starts to feel hazy for no reason and your senses are clouded. It feels like someone else is now controlling both your mind and body. Your body loses all strength and clings onto Jimin out of reflex.
“J-Jimin, why do I feel…” You breathe heavily as you cling on Jimin like he is your last lifeline.
You feel your body heating up as Jimin makes your body burn with pleasure from only his touch.
“Sleep, my darling..” He muses into your ears.
Even though every movement is against your will but your body and mind have been begging for a break and you know better than to go against it so you succumb to the tiredness, you believe you’re succumbing to the tiredness instead of whatever weird feelings you just felt. You fall asleep in Jimin’s arms immediately all while Jimin is still singing his siren song.
Your eyes flutter open. The sun hits directly on your face making you groan. You dodge the sunlight as you snuggle into your pillow. You have work in a few but you just can’t help to get some more sleep.
You feel a vibration coming from under your pillow and a giggle follows soon after.
Pillow? Does a pillow can giggle…?
You immediately get up but to no avail, you are trapped in a pair of strong arms.
“Stop,” A voice mumbles groggily
You bring your hands to your face as you rub your eyes and blink several times before you get a clear vision of who’s caging you at the moment. You could make out the fluffy dark locks, plump lips and a cute nose.
It’s all too familiar…
Your eyes widen as your brain finally recognises the owner of the body that’s wrapping securely around you. Out of reflex, you immediately push away, creating enough momentum for you to get away and end up falling from the bed.
“Ahh…” You groan, half regretting and blaming your reflex.
“Are you okay?” You hear the oh-so-familiar voice. You look at the owner of the voice. Jimin is already looking at you with concern and worry clear on his face.
“I’m fine,” You simper. “Thank you…”
“How did I fall asleep here?” You start as you stand on your two feet. “And most of all… with you?”
You unconsciously emphasise your last sentence out of pure curiosity. How could you fall asleep in a patient’s room? You know you are done for if the higher-ups get to know about this.
Your words sting Jimin. He feels like poison just invades his system. Your words are venomous.
“Do you hate it…? Sleeping with me,” He asks quietly, his voice is thick with sadness and disappointment.
You brush dust or any dirt off your long coat before you walk to Jimin and pull his hands into yours. His hands are soft and cold.
“No, I didn’t hate it. I’m just asking how I ended up in your room and bed. I can’t remember what happened,” You explain carefully, your thumbs rubbing his hands in a circular motion.
You’ve seen the hurt expression Jimin had just now. Maybe your words come out a bit harsher than intended. You get the urge to pull him into a hug but you decide against it so instead, you hold his hands.
“You looked very tired yesterday. So, I used my ability to make you fall asleep…” He clarifies. “You always help me with my insomnia so I just want to repay your kindness.”
Lies.
He uses his ability only to make you come to his arms because he’s jealous. You falling asleep is just an excuse but it’s worth it for you too. Your body needs a rest so he has been so kind to provide it for you.
But you need not to know about it. It’s a secret he’ll keep until he dies.
“Ability?” Your voice is thick with confusion as you ask.
“I possess the ability of a Siren.” He tells you. “But I am no Siren, to ease your worry.”
Jimin tells you of his ability such as having the power to lure anyone with just a roll of his tongue and the words that will come out are laced with enchantment. His touch can make anyone feel pleasure though only sometimes. He also says that he can read minds but he hasn't mastered the ability yet.
It didn’t shock you that much. You are aware of the universe you’re currently in. Supernatural is a normal thing now. You’ve met with a vampire before though the first impressions weren't very nice.
“Why didn’t your parents tell me before?” You ask, you try to hide your frustration. His parents shouldn’t leave any detail about their son and this isn’t just any detail. This is an important detail.
Upon hearing about his parents, his gaze darken and he immediately let go of your hands. Of course you notice the change of demeanour when you had mentioned his parents. You mentally note that he doesn’t like talking about his parents.
“I’m sorry,” You breathe out an apology. “I shouldn’t have mentioned your parents.” You pull him into a hug. This time you didn’t think twice. Parents can be a sensitive issue.
Jimin returns your hug. “No. It’s okay.” He whispers. “Do you want to know about my parents?”
“If you’re comfortable and fine with it, yes.”
Jimin takes a deep breath before he speaks. “My father got remarried. The woman you saw that day? She's not my mother. My mother died a few years ago when I was 6 turning 7. Mom died because of some illness. A few years after Mom’s death, Dad got remarried. His wife ever liked me in the first place. I have had depression and insomnia since Mom died,” He buries his head in the crook on your neck, inhaling your scent which somehow calms him.
“Dad never makes time for me after Mom’s death. He’s too busy dealing with his work.” His voice is hard with hate for his father.
“My insomnia gets worse as every night I had to deal with their sinful sounds invading my ears, my peace and my calmness. I already have a hard time sleeping without my mother’s warmth but they just made it harder,” You could hear his sniffles. You bring your hands to caress his back and tighten your hug to keep him from slipping away.
Hugs are the best medicine.
All those sleepless nights must’ve stressed the shit out of him. The fact that his parents pushed him away instead of helping him and most importantly, his father was the one that made the decision—Of course, with the devilish whispers of the little bitch devil, his wife—It pushes him into a deeper pit of depression.
He had no hope— He had lost hope on them. He knew he couldn’t rely on anyone else anymore after that. He wanted to beg and cry at his father but he thought it was a useless act. He’s a nuisance for them.
Jimin doesn’t realise beads of tear start to escape from his eyes. All he knows is that the hug made him feel alive.
“Promise me that you will not use your ability on me ever again, Jimin,” You whisper softly into his ear. “I will come to you whenever you need me.”
“Do you promise not to leave? Never ever leave me?”
“Yes, I promise.”
Present.
The moment your eyes blink open, you rush out of Jimin’s room without him noticing—Maybe he did notice but you couldn’t care less. You know yesterday’s issue gets into the ears of the higher-ups as you wake up to a message from Jaemin saying you are called for a disciplinary meeting.
You know your career is in jeopardy.
Quickly striding to your locker to fix your attire, hopefully no one is aware that you had spent the night in Jimin’s room. You really hope no one did. As you step in front of your locker, you open it and see a full set of new and unused clothes. You had stored some clothes in your locker back then just in case you would need them and you truly didn’t expect you need them for this reason.
You change your clothes, fix your hair and put on some makeup to cover up some flaws. You slip into your doctor coat and close the locker.
You make your way towards the higher-ups building. As the elevator arrives at your destination, you stride towards the disciplinary meeting room. It’s funny how you are always here to evaluate doctors that are being called for disciplinary action to be taken but now you are in their position.
“I’d never expect to meet you here as the one that needed disciplinary action, (Y/N),” A voice comes from your back. “You were an excellent doctor but I guess everybody makes mistakes, right?”
Her words aren’t meant to sass you.
“Mrs Min,” You greet her with a smile.
Mrs Min was your mentor back then when you were in your residency. It was years ago and now she’s a clinical manager while you are a director of your department.
“I’ll try to talk to them so your punishment will be lighter,” She pats my shoulder.
“No, please don’t, Mrs Min. I’m willing to take any punishment,” You tell her. You are never a person to avoid punishments— Not like you ever get one before but still.
Both of you stride towards the disciplinary hall. You see four chairs are placed behind a long glass table which you assume are the seats for Mrs Min, Dr Gyu, and Jay. You don’t know the last chair is for who.
Your seat is in front of them.
Mrs Min settles in her place as Dr Gyu and Jay stride into the room. Trailing a few metres behind them is someone you didn’t expect.
Mr Park.
Why is he joining the disciplinary process?
Patient’s father? Yeah, that.
The disciplinary action meeting starts as they bombard you with questions such as why this why that. You remain calm throughout the session. You know it’s your fault so you didn’t try to prove yourself— Not like you have anything to prove.
“Alright,” Mr Park starts. “We conclude that Dr. (Y/N) will be suspended for a week, seven days starting from tomorrow. Although you are suspended, coming to the hospital is allowed. You are restricted from doing any of your duties is all.”
While the disciplinary session is going on, you finally remember and pinpoint why Mr Park is here. He’s not here just because he’s the patient’s father, he’s the next CEO in line. You’ve heard that he has gotten a big share of this hospital and is soon to be expected as the CEO.
“Any objections, (Y/N)?” Jay asks. You reply with a no and they nod in acknowledgement.
“Okay, that concludes everything,” Mr Park declares. “Dr. (Y/N), I hope this matter won’t happen again in the future.”
After that, they all leave the room. Mrs Min comes to you and gives you a hug before leaving. You return the hug with equal tenderness.
“Thank you, Mrs Min.”
“No problem, Hon. Just don’t let this happen again, hmm?” She pats your back. “I want your record to be clean.”
You chuckle. She breaks the hug and leaves the room.
“(Y/N)?” A manly voice calls you.
“Beomgyu?”
“You are more than welcome to visit us during your suspension period, I hope you know that?” He tells you.
“Of course I would visit you guys,” You tell him with a smile.
You walk towards him who’s a few feet away sling your arm on his shoulder in a friendly manner. “I know you’re worried about handling a whole week without me but don’t worry, you’ll be able to handle it. You got Jaemin and Lia.”
“You really read me like an open book, huh,” He shakes his head as he lets out a breathy laugh.
“Yes, you got me, Gyu,” Jaemin suddenly comes out of nowhere and sling his arm on Beomgyu’s free shoulder.
“God, make a sound will you?” You and Beomgyu speak at the same time.
The three of you walk out of the room when suddenly a cough distracts you. You stop on your track causing the other two to follow suit. You turn and find Mr Park standing a few metres away from you and your colleagues.
“I would like to have a talk with Dr. (Y/N),” Mr Park speaks with a cold voice.
He sends an intimidating glare on Beomgyu whose arm is on your shoulder. He gets the warning and immediately drops his arm. Jaemin and Beomgyu quickly bow at Mr Park and leave the room. Leaving you alone with Jimin’s father.
When Mr Park thinks everyone is out of the radar, he starts. “As you can see, Jimin is my only child,” You nod. You know about it since it’s stated in your patient's information file.
“I need him to take over my legacy.”
“So, one day he will be back to normal right?” He asks with a hopeful tone.
“Mr Park,” You pause and walk closer to him until you’re a few feet away from him. “Jimin’s condition isn’t a too serious one. He could’ve gotten better if you decided to give attention to him, bring him to the counselling and not put him in a mental hospital. His depression isn’t severe.”
“You and your wife left him here like he’s never your son.”
You don’t care if you appear rude right now. It angers you in some way as the memory where he and his wife left his son faster than they arrived filters back. After months of taking care of Jimin, you are sympathetic to your patient. That’s why Jimin becomes your primary patient.
“It was never my decision to put him here—”
“Then, who?” You cut him off. “You’re the father. His father.”
“Or you probably think it’s okay to put him here because he’s not normal? Because he has the ability of Siren?”
The room fell into a deep silence.
“So, you knew it already.” He sighs.
“Sadly, yes,” You tell him. “He even used his abilities on me.”
“What did he do?”
“He sang this certain song, used his enchanted voice on me… stuff like that.”
Mr Park’s eyes widened but you didn’t catch that. Jimin got the ability because of his father. It runs along with the Park generation. Every first son of each generation will be gifted with that ability. Siren Song is only used to lure someone you truly desire. If it was a normal occurrence, they would use their enchanted voice.
Simply speaking, Siren Song is like a meaningful gift to give to a person. The fact that Jimin uses his Siren Song on you could only mean one thing…
He’ll talk to Jimin about this later.
If it’s really what thought of then he will do anything for his son’s happiness to make up for his mistake— abandoning Jimin. Now that Jimin has found his love, as a father he will protect his son’s happiness. He doesn’t want Jimin to lose another happiness after his mother and love from a father.
It’s lunchtime now.
Jimin hadn't seen you since last night. So when he hears a soft knocking on his door, he gets excited. He couldn’t stand another hour without you. You left him too quick to his liking this morning. Since it’s lunchtime, he has the chance to see you again or he would go berserk.
He woke up to see his side of the bed was empty. His arms holding and grasping over nothing but air. It was a blissful night for him, to finally be able to sleep but to wake up without his darling irritates the shit out of him.
He wants to keep you by his side.
Forever.
“Come in,” He tells you who’s behind the door.
Much to his dismay, it isn’t you. His face darkened. It is his father.
“Jimin,” His father calls him out but doesn’t like it. He doesn’t want to hear the person who he had considered as a father, only to abandon him in this place calling his name. He scoots further away from the older man.
It is finally the time for him to meet up with his son. As much as he pushes away his son because of his new wife— the one that Jimin has never acknowledged as his mother— He still needs Jimin to take over and run his legacy.
Marrying another woman is just a strategy to get a big share of this hospital. Now that he has been announced as the next CEO, he files a divorce with Mrs Park. That woman was caught cheating so he uses that as his advantage. MrMrs Park knows she’s cheating behind his back. He only keeps her around for the sake of getting what he wants.
“I already divorced that woman.” He says coolly. “Let’s have a father-son talk?”
“I don’t want to.”
A sigh escapes the father’s lips. Pure coincidence, you walk into Jimin’s room. You knock a few times before coming in but Jimin didn’t reply so you make your way in and only to be greeted by another person, Jimin’s father.
“Mr Park? What are you doing here?” You ask, confused and surprised by his sudden visit. He didn’t even contact you beforehand.
You put down the tray of foods and medications you are carrying on top of the small kitchen counter. You see that Jimin is being hostile towards his father. You look at the older one, as you rephrase your question again.
“Why are you here, Mr Park?”
“I need to talk to Jimin.”
“And I don’t want to and I have nothing to talk to you about,” Jimin didn’t miss a beat. He detests his father that much.
You sigh. You have no time for father and son drama. “Why don’t you listen to him first, hmm?” You direct it to him as you unwrap the cling wraps that are covering the food.
“I don’t want to,” He pouts as he walks towards you to hold you again. The desire to touch you all over again is too strong.
“Talk to him, Jimin. After all, he’s still your father…” You tell him as you cup his face to make him look at you. “After you’re done talking with him, I will give you your lunch and prescriptions.”
Jimin contemplates before he nods. “Fine.”
Mr Park, on the other hand, is impressed by how easily you had handled his son. But it looks like you have way more control than Jimin. It shouldn’t be that way.
“I will leave you both to talk,” You excuse yourself.
You could hear the disapproving noise coming from Jimin but you ignore it. “Behave, Jimin,”
“Don’t be too long. Jimin needs to take his medicines before 1 PM,” You tell him with a smile and disappear behind the door.
As soon as the door shuts, Jimin turns to his father, gesturing to him to sit down. Once he’s seated, Jimin starts. “Speak.”
Heaving a sigh, Mr Park clasps his hands together and looks at his son’s dark orbs. “I need you to take over this hospital,”
“I was planning on giving my share of this hospital to you. You will manage this hospital and I will manage the one back in Busan.”
“What?”
“Take over my legacy and be happy with (Y/N).”
“H-How did you—”
“I approve of your liking towards her and I will do anything to give you back your happiness to make up for all those years you’ve suffered in the darkness,” Mr Park’s tone of voice is apologetic. Truly showing his son that he wants to do his best to make him happy again.
Jimin is shocked by the sudden change. He couldn’t utter a string of words after what his father had told him.
From the other side of the door, you peek through the door but you couldn’t hear what their conversation was all about but you could see that Jimin is crying and hugging his father.
Well, the game is coming to its end it seems. Jimin is going to be discharged soon to take over this hospital.
One thing was yet to settle—
The deal Mr Yang had offered to you.
Jimin is going to leave soon. Why do you feel a tinge of sadness in your heart at the thought of him leaving you and leading a brand new life with his father? Are you attached to him? Is that it?
This isn’t good.
“Who’s gonna go inside Jimin’s room?” Yuri asks.
Your suspension starts today and that leaves all your duties for them to handle.
“For sure, I won’t be going inside there again,” Lia says.
Silence fills their usual hangout spot for the nurses and doctors which is the information counter, only the sound of Yuri clicking the keyboard’s keys, Beomgyu’s scribbling on his paper is the only audible sound.
“You guys are so lost without (Y/N),” Jaemin suddenly appears from another hallway with a clipboard and a pen wrapped around his finger. “Is this a sad party?”
“Shut up, Jaemin. We know you are lost without (Y/N) too,” Gyu says. “Don’t think we don’t know about your little crush on her.”
Jaemin’s face reddens, making them laugh at him. The male doctor had a little crush on you but he doesn’t want to admit it. It’s obvious but you’re too blind to see the sign.
“Guys, I was asking?” Yuri groans. “Who’s going to take over Dr. (Y/N)’s patient, Jimin, during her suspension period?”
“Oops, I’m out of this,” Jaemin smirks.
“Sure you are, Jaemin. Leave then,” Aerin scolds him as she narrows her eyes on him but then she continues preparing patient’s prescriptions on the medical trolley.
“Morning, guys.”
They turn to the sound of your voice and Lia immediately jumps from her spot and pulls you into a hug.
“(Y/N)!” She squeals. Letting out a small laugh, you hug her with equal excitement. You turn to your confused colleagues.
They know the fact that you could come for a visit even during your suspension period but they did not expect her to come so early in the morning. They wait for you to speak.
“Oh,” You chuckle. “I’m here to discuss some matter with Director Kim, that’s all,” You see the disappointment that washes over their faces after you had said that.
“Might as well hang out for a bit with you guys, I guess?”
“Yey!” Yuri squealed.
“But let me talk with Director Yang first, okay?” You turn on your heels but stop as you remember, “Oh, Jaemin and Beomgyu, please follow me too. I think you guys are the first that needed to be notified about this matter,” You tell them and walk towards the elevator.
“I’ll decide later who will take over my patients during my suspension period,” You say that to your other colleagues.
“Are you sure about this, (Y/N)?” Jaemin asks as soon as the three of you leave Director Yang’s room.
“Yeah. I’ve been thinking about it before” You tell him calmly but Jaemin isn’t having it. The news of you transferring hit him like a truck.
“And you didn’t even tell any of us?” He argues.
“Jaemin, stop it,” Beomgyu says. “Her decision is final and we have to respect it, it’s her choice. Why are you so angry about it anyway? It’s not like she was forced to be transferred to another hospital, she was offered.”
Jaemin heaves a heavy sigh before speaking again, this time a tad bit calmer. “What about Jimin?”
“What about him?” You raise an eyebrow at him.
“You know how he’s too attached to you. How will he react if gets to know that you’re transferring?”
You shrug, you’re not obligated to give him the answer anyway. You walk out of the building to return to the patients’ building.
Jimin will be fine with the news. He had other things to worry about such as his future position as the CEO. He’ll get over you even before you realise it. All he needs right now is his father’s support.
Reaching the information counter, you immediately notice Yuri and you walk towards her. “I will handle Jimin for today. I got permission from the higher-ups since it’s my last day” You tell her as you grab a pen from the counter and fill in the duty form.
“What?” Yuri’s eyes widened at your statement. “What do you mean last day? Aren’t you just being suspended?”
“Well, yes, I am suspended but after the period ends, I will start working at another hospital. In another word, I’m transferring to another hospital.”
After a few sad sessions with your colleagues, you finally preparing to do your duty. You didn’t bother to change your attire; the white translucent blouse covered with a black off-shoulder crop top and paired with a black long skirt— It was decent enough and you’re here only to attend to Jimin, not your other patients. Following closely behind you are Lia and Aerin, they’ve heard the news of your transferring too.
“Here you go, (Y/N),” Aerin hands you the tray of Jimin’s meals and prescriptions. “Thank you, Aerin,” You take the tray and smile at her softly.
“Sometimes I really envy you, (Y/N),” Lia suddenly says. Letting out a small chuckle, you turn to Lia. “And why is that?”
Lia shrugs, she folds her arms and rests her face on top of her open palm. “I don’t know. I just envy you in so many ways.”
That earns a giggle from you and Aerin.
Once you’ve arrived at Jimin’s room, you bid your goodbye to the two women, Lia and Aerin, as they head towards your other patients’ room. You knock on the door and wait for Jimin’s response. Once you’ve heard a faint ‘come in’, you twist the knob to allow the door to open.
“(Y/N).”
Jimin softly calls for you but a frown creeps on his face as he sees you not in your usual attire—with your doctor coat. “Why aren’t you wearing your coat?” He asks as he pats the space next to him, gesturing to you to sit beside him.
“I forgot to wear it,” You tell him that as you unwrap the food and bring it to the small coffee table near the couch. You set the tray down and sit next to Jimin.
“Can I hug you, (Y/N)?”
You look at him with a frown, caught off guard by the sudden question. Jimin takes your silence as a negative reaction. “Nevermind, I was just…”
“No, no,” You stop him. “Come here.”
Spending time with Jimin or just being with him has been a daily routine for you. You didn’t notice this before but you are attached to him now. You love each second you spend with Jimin.
Pulling you by your forearm, Jimin engulfs you in a hug which makes you melt almost instantly in his arms. You wrap your arms around his neck as you inhale his scent. His sweet cologne. It somehow smells sweet instead of how you would usually describe a man’s cologne— manly scent— but Jimin’s scent is sweet and it makes you… tipsy?
“You smell nice…sweet, Jimin,” You slur. Your body is clinging harder on Jimin. He caresses your back in a circular motion. Your mind becomes hazier and hazier at each second and each scent you inhale.
Why are you getting the same effect when Jimin uses his ability on you? He barely speaks. You try to break the hug but Jimin only tightens his grip around your body.
“I heard you’re transferring, darling.”
You gasp as you pull your head from his neck. How did he know about it? You don’t have the time to think about it. More importantly, he uses his ability on you again. His touch.
You grasp on his biceps in attempt to push him away, as much as you love spending your time with Jimin, you made it clear that you detest when he uses his ability on you.
“Why are you leaving me?” He sounds angry but still, his voice is laced with enchantment, clouding your coherent thoughts.
“Should I sing my Siren Song to you all day to make sure you will stay with me forever?”
You freeze in your spot. If you had to choose, you’d rather not have Jimin taking over the control you had of your body and mind. It’s not much of a difference when Jimin only uses his enchanted voice but his Siren Song is deadly. While the latter, you can still process what’s happening and still fight it whereas his song will make you completely on his mercy.
“No…” is the only thing you manage to say.
Jimin only hums, taking in your scent down to his lungs. He loves to see you looking so submissive with his touch. Everything about you attracts every cell in his body.
“Should I seal the bond?” Jimin muses. He never stops using his enchanted voice. Each of his words coats with more and more enchantment, making it more enticing for you.
“Bond—?” Your voice comes out as weak and soft.
“Don’t worry about it (Y/N),” Another manly voice interrupts you.
“Dad.”
Dad? Mr Park?
Mr Park walks closer to the two of you but keeps his distance because he knows his son doesn’t want anyone near you and that includes himself, his father.
“He meant the mating bond between the two of you,” He explains— as if your current state of mind allows you to properly think about his words. His words fall on deaf ears.
“I can choose anyone to be my mate and I picked you,” Jimin whispers into your ears with that oh-so-sweet voice. He then nuzzles his nose against your cheek. “My father heard the news of you transferring to another hospital, so I asked him to cancel whatever deal Mr Yang made you sign.”
“I can’t lose you,” His lips trails from your cheek down to your jawline making you squirm out of the pleasure as you feel his lips on your heated skin. He leaves a trail of soft kisses down to your neck.
“This is our new beginning, darling,” He pulls his face from your neck as he takes in the way your eyelids are heavy, your cheeks are heated, you sinful lips. Your skin feels warm against him. He enjoys every second of having you in his arms and he is definitely satisfied with the view he’s witnessing right now.
“We will be happy with each other,” He traces his finger on the side of your face as he removes a few hair strands from your face.
“I’ve already got you discharged, Jimin. The car is waiting outside. I’ll be waiting there. Seal the bond quickly,” His father says before leaving the room.
“You have no idea how long I’ve been waiting for this, darling,” He confesses. His thumb is playing with your lower lips. He leans forward and captures your lips into a kiss. His lips are soft on top of yours. He starts to kiss you at a slow pace, not rushing at the slightest.
He has all the time he needs.
The moment you feel Jimin’s soft lips on your, you’re a goner. A complete utter goner. The scent that is filling the air is dulling your senses. You couldn’t think of anything but the kiss and that’s exactly what Jimin wants. Your attention is solely on him and the kiss.
You let out a moan and Jimin takes it as his chance to invade your mouth. His tongue dances with yours as he devours you, claims you hungrily. His hands roam on your back, tracing your spine and he places his hands on your hips. Your hands are locked around his neck.
What seems like forever, Jimin finally pulls away from you—Much to your dismay— and you are left breathless. The kiss had stolen your breath. Jimin sees the way your chest is rising and falling at a fast pace. He licks his luscious lips when he sees the want in your eyes. Your lips are red and are begging to be sucked and kissed all over again.
Jimin picks you up and locks your legs around his waist.
As much as Jimin wants to continue devouring you, he needs to get you out of the hospital while you’re still in this state, at his mercy and so submissive.
He places a kiss on top of your forehead and your nose before he pushes your head to rest on his shoulder. He walks towards the door. He takes one final look at his room and smirks. He had planned everything for this day. He walks out of his room and just as he expects, it’s empty.
He told his father to make sure the whole floor department is empty so that he could walk away with you without worrying others might see—Not like he cares but it’s for the better— Also to make sure he doesn’t bump into any of your colleagues, especially Jaemin.
He will finally say goodbye to this hospital and greet a new chapter of his life with you.
“You’re mine now, darling.”
Bond has been sealed and there’s no escape now.
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ghoul. — (folders)
“No one should be on his level when it comes to you.”
or
Jimin doesn’t like what he discovered in your computer.
[FIRST INSTALMENT OF GHOUL SERIES : FOLDERS]
pairing : jimin x reader
rating : G
genre : tokyo ghoul au, soulmate au - but my own version (i’ll add more later)
disclaimer : this story is a work of fiction. descriptions of the BTS members in this story does not reflect nor portray them in real life. everything in this story only fits in imagination and does not apply outside of imagination.
warnings : nothing except for cold and petty jimin.
word count : 1.4k+
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note from winter 💌 :
i don’t have the will to write a full length story atm so i’ll stick with short drabble to kick start this series (it wasn’t meant to b a series but i made a whole arse characters profiles analysis so it’d b a waste to not make smtg big out of it 🤞🏻)
the idea to write this au popped up when i was rewatching tokyo ghoul and i thought how about bts x tokyo ghoul au AND soulmate au????? 🤔 and this was born
im thinking of releasing two drabbles (which means another one drabble) for this series before i cook up the main story or maybe never 😄 and just continue make a short chapter that has no solid story plot.
andd if u have watched tokyo ghoul, you’ll know the setting and all but in this series it might not be 100% the same as the original.
just a heads up, this will be a yandere story, maybe soft one or otherwise, it depends on the characters + my writing is rustyy so don’t mind me ;’)
💌 what is winter listening to? : impurities & antifragile by le sserafim, nxde by (g)i-dle, cry for me by twice (PLS I KNOW THESE ARE SO UNRELATED BUT IM OBSESSED W/ THEM)
dedication : to myself.
“(Y/N),” Jimin’s voice.
Upon hearing your name, you raised your head to the direction of the door. Jimin didn’t knock but his full figure was already in your office. He didn’t have his coat with him, leaving him with black turtleneck and black cargo pants.
Rephrase; black sleeveless turtleneck with black gloves that covered up until his elbows and black cargo pants that have been stained with blood but barely any rips.
He probably just got back from a mission.
“Investigator Park,” you greeted. “How can I help y—”
“Yoongi wants to see you.” He cut to the chase.
“Investigator Min?” You repeated with a hint of confusion. “Did he say anything else? For me to bring something?”
Yoongi rarely asked for your presence— ever since that day. He avoided you like a plague. The only time you and him were breathing in the same room was whenever Namjoon held meetings of senior investigators, that, too, he never looked at you or even direct any question to you.
“No.” Jimin answered curtly.
As if…
As if you would actually go meet with Investigator Min with nothing in hand. Grabbing your suitcase, you bowed to Jimin. “Thank you. I’ll be going now,” and left your office.
Jimin watched as you walked hastily to Yoongi’s office. You were always ready to comply to any order from Jimin. Maybe because he was your superior, but you have always been compliant to him since day one. Perhaps you felt the need to make him proud. He felt something akin to pride.
He walked over to your desk. Your desk was messy; paperwork were scattered all over the table, reference books, supplements, and newspapers. He was confused as to why you have so much paperwork when you were a ghoul investigator, not a bureau investigator. As a ghoul investigator, you were already an active one, paperwork became unnecessary for you. Never have you ever skipped, reject or failed a mission in your time of career as a ghoul investigator which was something worth to be boastful about, but you were very humble.
Not wanting to mess up the paperwork even more, he avoided touching it. He diverted his attention to the flashy pen drive that was plugged into your computer. The pen drive was impossible to be overlooked.
It was said flashy for a reason.
Iron Man’s hand pen drive… He scoffed.
It was the pen drive you had since you started training to be a ghoul investigator at the Ghoul Investigator Training Academy.
He knew of it because the two of you were very close during the training period. He had enrolled in the academy a year prior before you. But even without all that, Jimin and you had known each other for a long time. The two of you went way back since kindergarten but lost contact when that tragedy occurred; the day his parents were killed was the day you last heard of him but reunited when you decided to join the Ghoul Academy.
He stole a glance at the monitor in front of him. The monitor was displaying your file explorer. You once showed your file explorer to him; there was a folder named after his name, but that was long time ago. He had guessed that you probably have around a thousand of folders for everyone you know because it was a weird habit of yours. You created a file for everyone – if that was actually possible.
It is possible it seems. Your file explorer was the living proof.
The folder under his name was filled with pictures and documents. He concluded that every other folder contained the same. Jimin has always known that you have a deep interest in photography, so he had let you take pictures of him anytime as long it doesn’t disturb his or your line of work.
You take good photos.
You once told him that the pictures you captured represented your eyes. You never fail to praise him of his ethereal beauty. If you ran out of words to describe his beauty, you would use the pictures to tell him. It has been going on since the old days.
Indeed, you take magnificent pictures.
But to know that he wasn’t the only person you took photos of stirred something deep inside him.
There were folders for Rosé, Lisa, Sunoo… Your close friends, of course.
Namjoon, Taehyung,…
Namjoon, the Chief Director of Division 1, the division you and Jimin were working under, which explained why you have his name in your compilation of folders, but it was mostly text files and documents. That man seemed to have a soft spot for you, but it was uncertain because one day he was affectionate to you and the other day, you were nothing but a worthless piece of trash or shit that he stepped on.
As for Kim Taehyung, he was nothing but a superior to you. You rarely interacted with him because he worked under another division but at times you would try and talk to that quiet man.
Although Taehyung was nothing of a quiet man. Jimin knew his soulmate.
Jin, Hoseok,…
Your other close friends. You and Jin became good friends because of the same rank the two of you shared. Given the amount of time you interacted with Jin daily, it would be impossible for a friendship to not been established.
Jin was a sweet and caring young man, and you were literally the carbon copy of him in terms of personality.
Hoseok was once very close to you and Jin, but his excessive promotion from Special Class to High Rank led him to be very busy, especially with his current rank, Chief Director of Division 2.
Next, Jungkook.
The number of files you have under Jungkook’s name was as many as Jimin’s, but he didn’t give it any mind because you and Jungkook came from the same clan and maybe grew up together hence the two of you interacted a lot. You were an indirect descendant of the Jeon clan.
Originally, you were – and still, – an Arima, but the death of Arima Kishou, the one-eyed king, marked the end of the clan as the final will was passed down to a non-descendant, Kaneki Ken. You were still young when Arima Kishou died and when you were taken into the Jeon clan.
Lastly, Yoongi.
He scoffed when he saw the number of files under Yoongi’s name.
Less than 50 files.
Apparently, you weren’t so fond of this one soulmate of his. He didn’t know if you were avoiding Yoongi, or he was avoiding you, but the two of you wouldn’t talk to each other unless it was work. Even for work matters, it was rarely to never for the two of you to speak to each other. Although Yoongi was one of your superior, he was never an option for you to refer to. You’d always go to Hoseok, Namjoon, or Jin.
Jimin continued scrolling your folders until he found an unnamed folder. It was named but not with a name. It was symbolised.
A star symbol.
He didn’t hesitate to click on the folder, but he wished he did and didn’t click on it.
It was a folder filled with pictures of you and Investigator Kim Mingyu.
In other folders, there were only pictures of the owner’s name, or anything related to the owner, but in this folder, there were pictures of you. Lots of it. Of course, in Jimin and Jungkook’s folders there were pictures of you, but it was less than the number of their pictures. The ratio was 1:10.
In this star symbolised folder, however, the ratio was 1:1. Adequate amount of your pictures and their pictures, as well as pictures of three people; you, Mingyu, and Xu Minghao from Min clan.
From the looks of it, your pictures were taken by either two of them, Mingyu or Xu Minghao. Yoongi loathed the latter, and Jimin might jump into the hate train as well.
You looked breathtaking as usual. Jimin ended up looking through the whole folder. The pictures were lovely. A few pictures of couple poses here and there. Jimin would’ve cooed at them if it weren’t for the fact that it was you and another guy. He didn’t care if it was Jungkook, even Jin because they were his soulmates.
Whatever that he owned, his soulmates owned it too.
And he owned you.
Call him petty or whatever. Petty was his middle name.
His hand reached out for the mouse and dragged it until the cursor reached certain a button.
The ‘X’ button.
“No one gets a better treatment from (Y/N) than me.”
Without any remorse, he left-clicked the button and left your office.
‘File(s) has been successfully deleted. ’ The message on your screen read.
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ghoul. — (training) (m)
[SECOND INSTALMENT OF GHOUL SERIES : TRAINING]
“I like it when you’re under me. The only place you will ever be is under me.”
or
Jimin and Jungkook decided they wanted to have an unplanned training session with you.
pairing : yandere jikook x reader
rating : M
genre : tokyo ghoul au, soulmate au, violence
disclaimer : this story is a work of fiction. descriptions of the BTS members in this story does not reflect nor portray them in real life. everything in this story only fits in imagination and does not apply outside of imagination.
warning : infliction of pain on woman (oc).
word count : 3.2k+
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note from winter 💌 :
PLS IM WRITING THIS AS WE SPEAK: I WAS ABOUT TO MAKE JUNGKOOK LOOK DOWN ON MINGYU BUT THEN JUNGKOOK IS SHORTER THAN GYU IM SOBBVINF SO HARDDD so i decided to change the scene HAHAHAAHAHHAHAA
ok real note 📝
maybe i like jimin being rough. haha like
LIKE BRO HE CANT BE ALL SOFT HE HAS GOT TO LIKE TO INFLICT PAIN AND I WOULD GLADLY RECEIVE
💌 what is winter listening to? : 28 reasons by seulgi
dedication : to my sleep demon, you can fuck off now. ive written your shit down.
Another day at KCCG, Korea Commission of Counter Ghoul, the second branch of CCG that originated from Japan. An everyday reminder when Jimin stepped into the KCCG building. The logos of CCG and KCCG were designated next to each other looking very alike except that KCCG has an additional letter ‘K’ before the CCG. The emblems were blueish black in colour and an animal akin to a bird spreading its wings was embedded at the centre of the emblem respectively, and a few deep curves and details to make it look elegant.
“Jimin hyung.” A voice called.
He turned to the voice. “Jungkook.” His soulmate.
“Why the hard face?”
“The only thing that is hard right now is my dick, so if you don’t have any plans to help soften it down, then I suggest you go back to your office before I fuck you right here.”
“Vulgar,” the younger hissed. “I’m your superior. How dare you speak to me that way.”
“An inferior in bed,” Jimin mumbled nonchalantly.
“I’ll give away your mission in 1st ward to Investigator Rosè,” Jungkook retorted.
“I needn’t worry because she’s not fit for the mission, and you need Joon’s approval for that. 1st ward has always been assigned to me.” He said calmly.
“Namjoon hyung gives me green light for everything, so–”
“Gyu.” Your voice interrupted their conversation. It wasn’t too loud but given that their sense of hearing was very acute, even your softest voice could reach their ears.
You entered the building and with delighted steps, you skipped your way towards Kim Mingyu, Ghoul Investigator of Special Class. Jimin’s gaze followed your figure until you reached the male investigator. Jungkook didn’t miss the hard gaze but instead of asking what was wrong with Jimin, he found himself staring hard at your figure too or the situation.
Since when were you close with Mingyu?
“Good morning, lotus.” Mingyu greeted you with a soft, subtle kiss on the crown of your head.
“Morning,” you smiled, handing over a coffee to him. “Where’s Minghao?”
“Late as usual,” he sighed before taking a sip of the coffee, thanking you after. “Overslept maybe.”
“It’s fine, we can wait.” Sipping a bit of your coffee, you fished out a small device from your pocket. The device was a sphere in shape and floating. You let it float in the air as pressed the button on the device.
“You got a new SfereX?” Mingyu asked.
“Yes. The old one was destroyed during the mission at the 2nd ward.” You sighed.
As soon as you pressed the button, a hologram flashed in front of you. The technology inside the device resembled a laptop or tablet but an even more compact version. As the system loaded you to your home page, you pressed the reminder calendar.
“Today we have a training session with Minghao…” You spread your fingers as the hologram zoomed onto the details of the session. “Focusing on hand-to-hand combat.”
Mingyu nodded. “He needs that very much.”
You slapped his shoulder lightly. “Give him a little credit. He’s not that bad. He’s just so used to the use of weapons.”
Mingyu was about to speak up but as his eyes narrowed a bit over your shoulder, he noticed two figures approaching.
Two figures that, if possible, he always wanted to avoid.
“Ah, good morning, Director Jeon, Investigator Park.”
That caught you off guard.
Upon hearing your childhood friend’s name, your body went rigid, and your mind flew back to when you discovered that half of your files in the star folder were gone after you returned from Investigator Min’s office. You don’t have proof that it was Jimin that deleted your files. Of course, you could walk into the security room and check the CCTVs, but you went against that idea because as much as you wanted to fight for your justice, you knew Jimin would do anything and everything to deny your claim.
Quickly turning around, you bowed. “Good morning.”
Jimin zeroed his attention on you as he spoke. “Training session with me and Investigator Jeon at combat room 2. In 5 minutes.”
“But I have–”
“Are you defying your superior, (Y/N)?”
Your eyes flickered at the sudden use of authority. “No, that’s not it…”
Mingyu saw the hesitation in your eyes as you struggled to find the right word. Maybe it was due to the difference in rank and the intimidation Jimin held because you were not one to hesitate. “Park, she has a scheduled training session with me.” He emphasised the word ‘scheduled’. “Please be considerate and respectful of others’ time.”
“Investigator Kim,” Jimin turned his body to fully face him. His face was devoid of emotions. “Before anything, (Y/N) is under me. Whatever changes made are effective immediately regardless of your opinion.”
“It doesn’t change the fact that you are disturbing my line of work by messing up my schedule, Investigator Park.” Mingyu refused to back away.
“That’s enough.” Jungkook finally voiced out.
He has been standing next to Jimin all while his gaze was on you. Breaking his intense gaze, he continued. “I instigated the training session. I believe you won’t have any problem with me doing so, right, Investigator Kim?”
A muscle in his jaw twitched. “If you’re trying to use your rank and force me to submission, I’d suggest you stop, Director Jeon.”
“Kim Mingyu.” You could see Jimin’s jaw tightened as soon as he let out the stern call.
You really didn’t want to ruin anyone else’s morning especially yours. “Gyu, it’s fine. We can reschedule.” You told him.
“It’s not fine. This doesn’t only affect me,” His eyes that were on the two guys in front of him were now on you. A wave of pity – or maybe concern – was seen. “But it also affects you.”
You knew what his next sentence would be.
“(Y/N), how–” How long are you going to tolerate being stepped on by these bunch of fucked up higher-ups?
And you didn’t have it in you to respond to that question yet.
“The training will take 2 hours at most. I’ll be available by noon and you’re free at that hour too.” You pinched the hologram after checking the reminder calendar and clicked the button to switch off the device.
“Moreover, your student has yet to arrive, no?” Jungkook directed his question to Mingyu. “Technically, I can take up (Y/N)’s schedule at this very moment because her scheduled training appears to be delayed. It gives literally anyone the right to take it up.”
Jungkook raised a hand to cover his lips albeit not fully, he let Mingyu see the condescending smirk through the gaps between his fingers. “Teach your student to respect other people’s time before teaching us. That’s very hypocrite of you.”
He didn’t wait for Mingyu to even breathe another word as he turned on his heels and made his way to the assigned combat room.
“Let’s go.” Jimin called on you.
Keeping your head low, you responded. “Yes, Investigator Park.”
You entered the combat room after having your clothes changed. It seemed like you blended in quite well with the room. Your combat attire was white overall as well as the room, both wall and floor. The combat room is empty but not fully empty as there were flower beds. White flowers. You have no idea why it was the way it was.
As you made your way to a bench, you unwrapped the bandage you had brought over from your locker in the changing room to wrap your hands. The clicking sounds of a door closing reached your ears. Jungkook stepped into the combat room. Spotting you on the bench, he smiled as he approached you.
“Quite a scene just now, don’t you think, (Y/N)?” He sat next to you, mirroring your action with a bandage of his own. “A bit too early to my taste, I’d say. But very refreshing.”
Of course, it’s refreshing for you.
You practically wrecked your brain trying to find the appropriate answer to give out in response. Giving up, you could only muster up a tight smile and continued bandaging your hands. You subtly glanced at his hands as he finished wrapping up his hand.
Well, that’s quick.
After glancing for a bit too long, you noticed his bandage matched his outfit. Black. You looked at your unfinished wrapping.
White.
Just as you were about to resume your wrapping, Jungkook’s hands came into the frame. He gently pulled your hand so that it was closer to him and easier for him to wrap up for you.
“Uh, I can…” You pulled your hand away slowly. “Do it myself.”
He seemed to frown upon your action as he pulled your hand back to him and resumed. “I know.”
Jungkook sure was efficient and quick in his action. He finished wrapping up your both hands in under one minute. All while holding your hand as if you would break if he put even the littlest pressure. You had the time to study his face.
There were significant features of his that remained the same or maybe matured a bit, but it didn’t stop you from going back to the old days you shared with Jungkook. Back then when you were first brought to the headquarter of the Jeon clan, you knew of no one. Not even the person that brought you there. At that time, Jungkook was the only child you saw. If only calling him a child was right. Given that he acted and behaved nothing like a child.
Face hard, back straight, and hands balled into fists on both his lap.
And quiet.
You had not heard his voice until your third week there.
“That brings back memory, huh?” Jungkook tilted his head as he stared at you. “Your eyes are showing a hint of nostalgia.”
The closed proximity and intense staring.
The mysterious coffee eyes. His eyes were still as dark and deep as you first saw. Unlike you, Jungkook's eyes were unreadable. As if his eyes were disconnected from the brain and lived on their own.
He was defective.
But you learned to understand Jungkook by studying his body language instead. That, too, wasn’t as easy. Jungkook mastered the art of concealment. He hated being vulnerable.
Or he forced himself to hate vulnerability.
The Kishou and Jeon have something in common.
Their ruthlessness was known to the world.
Growing up as a Jeon meant survival. Only the best made it until the end. Jungkook was a direct descendant of the Jeon clan and the future that soon would lead and continue the Jeon clan. He was trained to be the best. As for an indirect descendant like you, your training was much more lenient given the fact that you were a Kishou.
Jungkook was trained mentally, spiritually, and physically. Trained to be zero.
Zero weakness.
But after the death of the Jeon clan's former leader, you could see Jungkook finally breathed.
You turned away to break eye contact. “Yeah…”
He hummed before he brought one of your hands to his lips, kissing your bandaged knuckles. “It’s not a good thing, sweetheart.”
You stared at him in shock.
“You’re a Jeon.” All said with a smile and gentle thumb brushing.
I’m a Kishou.
Kishou.
Another sound of the door clicking open resonated around the room, making you immediately pull back your hand. Jimin walked into the room with graceful steps. He was wearing the same combat attire as Jungkook. Black. Your hands were itching to grab your SfereX and snap a picture of Jimin really quick.
Jimin was ethereal. You would never be tired of telling that to yourself.
In terms of physique, Jimin’s build is lean with enough muscle in the right place. The difference in body proportion between Jimin and Jungkook was visibly huge, but their strength was at the same level. Maybe even a level greater than Jungkook.
“We’ll do hand-to-hand combat today.” Jimin announced.
“Sounds fun to me.” Jungkook grinned.
“Let’s start with one on one before the other joins in for 2 against 1, shall we?” Jimin suggested.
You agreed pliantly with a soft yes.
Even if you had disagreed as if Jimin would listen to you.
“One on one with me, (Y/N),” he declared as he strode to the centre of the room. “Are you ready?”
The only word you’ve said for the past few minutes. Yes.
Still having the gentleman in him, Jimin urged you to do the first take before he pitched in. The two of you got into position with hands up into fists just above chin height and feet opened shoulder width apart.
Jungkook’s remark heralded the start of the fight. “Start.”
You didn’t start with your fist instead your knee found its way to kick Jimin’s face. But of course, it took more than a simple movement to injure The Park Jimin. He easily dodged your attack. In return, Jimin charged with his fist, targeting your face which you managed to avoid.
The attack and defence continued until Jungkook announced his presence in the fight. You were against two of your superiors. Two of them hated losing. You didn’t dare to make any first move as soon as Jungkook joined in, so instead, you waited for them to charge any attack.
Jungkook seemed to see right through you as he advanced first. He fired a punch but instead of dodging it, you blocked it. His firing was too quick that you didn’t have the time to avoid it.
But it was a grave mistake.
Jungkook smirked before he continued firing punches to your defence. It was only a matter of time before one of his punches would reach your face. He cornered you to the wall at each punch. You took the opportunity to use the wall to send Jungkook flying back with your feet pushing on his chest and your back on the wall as support.
You didn’t realise how small your intake of oxygen was until you found yourself gasping for air after throwing Jungkook off. It happened all too fast, but you were sent flying to the other corner of the room.
By Jimin.
“Don’t let your guard down, (Y/N).” Jimin reprimanded.
You were quick to get back on your two feet. “I wasn’t–”
Had you not focused on your left, you would’ve been crushed. You made a beeline towards another safe spot before Jungkook practically crushed the wall.
His form of payback was crazy.
“Yes, she wasn’t, Jimin,” he pushed back his hair, showcasing his defined jawline. “Or else she would’ve been crushed like this wall.”
You believed in your hand-to-hand combat skills.
But you don’t believe them in hand-to-hand combats.
Jimin’s grip on your hair was unforgiving. As if his life depended on the tightness of the tug. Your eyes were filled with tears from the burn on your scalp. He trapped your body as he sat on your back, one hand tugging on your hair and the other resting on his crouched knee.
“Weak as ever (Y/N).”
You grunted in response.
“That’s why you’re always under me and forever will.” Jimin enunciated each word clearly, drilling them into your brain. “So, remember your priorities: me before anyone and anything.”
“That is enough, Jimin.” Jungkook stood in front of you with hands in his pocket, looking down at you. The stinging pain on your scalp affected your ability to open both eyes fully, only one of your eyes was opened as you tried to look the superior in front of you.
“You’re getting way too soft on her, Kook,” Jimin pouted. “That’s why she fails as a Jeon.”
“I’m a Kishou.” You hissed.
A new bruising and unforgiving pain started on your scalp and the cause was Jungkook. His movement was so fast that you didn’t get to comprehend the moment he crouched down and replace Jimin’s hand with his own.
“Kishou clan ended long time ago, sweetheart. Stop being delusional and be grateful the Jeon clan even took you in. You’re a Jeon, so live up to it. Do not sully the good name.”
He let go of your hair and stood to his full height. Jimin’s hand found its way around your burning scalp yet again but instead of inflicting more pain, he surprisingly massaged your scalp and even stroked your hair.
The door flew open, gracing the room with the presence of another two Special Class investigators and another one Associate: Min Yoongi, Kim Mingyu, and Kim Seokjin.
Your eyes were quick to fall on your partner’s figure.
“Gyu,” you whispered softly with utmost gratefulness.
But your gratefulness was short-lived as the bruising grip on your hair returned and stronger. Jimin pushed your face to meet with the floor.
“Jimin!” It was Jin’s voice.
“Shh, Jin hyung,” this time it was Yoongi’s voice. “They are in their training session. We mustn’t disturb them.” You can hear the smirk in his voice, honestly.
“The training session ended 2 minutes ago. Release her, Park.” Mingyu said.
You were sure Jimin was trying to plant your face into the ground. Might as well your whole body. The pressure he put was enough to make you imagine so. Whimpers fell from your mouth involuntarily as you felt the pain was too overbearing that it had already exceeded your limit.
Jimin let go of your hair harshly and the weight on your back disappeared. You stayed in your position for a few seconds and only raised your head when you heard another clicking sound of a door which indicated that Jimin has left the combat room.
Jungkook was still standing in front of you. When you tried to stand up, he quickly got to your level and tried to offer a hand.
Keyword: tried.
“Ah, Jungkook.” Yoongi tutted. “You can go freshen up. Mingyu will take care of her.”
Before Yoongi even finished his sentences, your attention was stolen when you heard footsteps approaching you. The next thing you knew, Mingyu was already next to you, helping you to get off the ground.
“I believe it’s appropriate for me to assist my student until the end.” Jungkook said.
He glared at the hands that were touching you, and with a deep and dangerous voice, he enjoined. “Get your hands off her, Kim.”
But Mingyu was unfazed.
“It is, Director Jeon,” Yoongi agreed. “But Director Kim urgently asked for your presence. 2nd ward has been attacked by a group of unknown ghouls. You might want to resolve that quickly.”
The Investigator of Special Class strode towards the changing room with Jin hot on his trail.
“Rather than to waste your time on…” Yoongi moved his cold gaze to you. “Her.”
Ouch.
Jungkook stayed on his spot for a good few seconds before he abruptly stood up and headed towards the changing room with big steps. Yoongi has a victorious smirk on his face as he casually followed Jungkook into the changing room, followed by Jin who sent you a look of pity.
You wished for the day to end already.
Before you have the chance to even be sucked into your hole of darkness and self-loathing, a hand reached out to stroke your head. It was Mingyu. He helped you to get into the correct posture and placed you in his arms. You didn’t put up any fights to protect your pride – not like there was any left. It was trampled on by your two superiors – and rested your head on his chest.
Before the darkness consumed you wholly, you heard a familiar voice calling for you.
It wasn’t Mingyu’s.
“(Y/N)!”
It was Minghao’s.
And then all your sense shut off.
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ghoul. — (addition)
[THIRD INSTALMENT OF GHOUL SERIES : ADDITION]
"Appeal for a rejection."
or
You were added into Yoongi’s Q Squad and Jimin badly hated it.
pairing : yoongi x reader x jimin (a particle of yoonmin interaction)
rating : M
genre : tokyo ghoul au, soulmate au
disclaimer : this story is a work of fiction. descriptions of the BTS members in this story do not reflect nor portray them in real life. everything in this story only fits in imagination and does not apply outside of imagination.
warning : the action of cutting flesh, blood.
word count : 2.4k+
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note from winter 💌 :
THIS ISNT A DRILL ; RARE SIGHT OF JIMIN BLUSHING !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! bye
honestly, idk if i hate or love yoongi in this. i just 🧍 i be writing him down but boy im giggling and shii while doing so. am i in love with him or what 🫤
yeah…
i realised too, after starting ghoul series, im starting to write in a faster pace 📝 dk if it’s a good or bad thing but rejoice while it lasts.
yoongi and jimin interaction with oc is the weirdest thing in this chapter idk idc why i wrote it down
💌 what is winter listening to? : rewind by twice.
📝 if you want to know more about this au, you can refer to this post! any other question you can refer to me <3
dedication : my thirst for yoonmin
Another day of drowning oneself in work. Another day as an Investigator of Special Case. Another dull day in the life of Min Yoongi, but maybe today was about to be a day worth the extra effort he put into waking up, getting ready, walking down the same path to KCCG, and working.
As per usual, Yoongi turned on his PC and made his way to the small pantry at the corner of his room to brew himself a cup of coffee. He remembered how the very corner of his office was just an empty space, but you had proposed to Jungkook to establish a personal pantry at each investigator’s office.
Honestly, that might be the best proposition you had come up with because Yoongi himself wouldn’t want to cramp himself in a pantry that was not even as big as his office and not every floor has a pantry. The thought of interacting with another creature irked him.
Plus, KCCG was an edifice.
Yoongi walked back to his desk which he didn’t even bother to clean up. It was messy because it was scattered in its place. His desk was pretty much similar to yours: filled with paperwork even though neither the two of you were a bureau investigator.
Settling himself comfortably on his seat with a cup of freshly brewed coffee in his hand, his free hand reached for the computer mouse and dragged it until the cursor on the screen reached the destination, the mail.
First thing first before Yoongi started his work, he would always check his emails.
Once the screen loaded, his emails never failed to impress him. He received more than five hundred emails every day, but of course, to make his life much easier, KCCG included a priority function when sending emails within the organisation.
Hence, immediately he clicked on the ‘High Priority’ folder with the striking bold red exclamation mark.
“Addition to Q Squad.” the title read. That unconsciously made his brow lift.
From Chief Director of Division 1, Kim Namjoon. Of course, his soulmate.
Skipping all the formal opening and greeting, the email read as below:
Leader : Investigator of Special Class, Min Yoongi.
Existing Members : Associate Investigator of Special Class, Kim Seokjin, First Class Investigator(s), Lalisa, Kim Jisoo.
New Addition : Associate Investigator of Special Class, Jeon (Y/N) Kishou.
Yoongi scoffed boringly but a muscle was quick to twitch hence a smirk found its way to tug on the corner of his lips.
The clock had just hit 7:30 A.M. and the email had a carbon copy sent to one of his favourite soulmates. Yoongi leaned in his leather chair comfortably. Sipping his coffee with a little too much excitement in his veins.
The extra effort was worth it surely.
One,
Two,
Three.
The door was slammed open, and it was the very person he was expecting for.
Jimin.
“Oh, Jimin,” his eyes widened a bit, as he gasped as if not expecting his soulmate. “To what do I owe the pleasure of having you here first thing in the morning?”
“Appeal.” Jimin said coolly.
“Appeal what exactly?” Yoongi feigned cluelessness.
“You’ve read the email, Min Yoongi.” The fire behind Jimin’s eyes made the older excited. Jimin gave him a frosty look as he enunciated. “Appeal. For. Rejection.”
Yoongi frowned foolishly followed by a shrug. “I have no reason to reject (Y/N) to be in my team.” He has.
“Oh, you sure do,” Jimin started to saunter around the room. “Reason number one being you can’t even be anywhere with her presence for more than 30 minutes before you quickly find an excuse to leave. Two, you hate her, she hates you. Three, you guys avoid each other.”
Jimin strode towards Yoongi’s desk, hands on it. With his voice thick with mockery, he announced the last reason. “Lastly, you can’t handle her.”
Yoongi looked unimpressed.
Or at least he tried to look unimpressed.
Taking a sip of his coffee, he groaned when the rich flavour reached the back of his throat. He propped an arm on the desk and rested his chin on it.
Aloofly, he spoke. “One, 30 minutes is the time I allocated for every meeting except for our soulmates. Two, I have never verbally told anyone and her I hate her, nor have I ever heard her verbally announcing her hatred towards me to anyone or me. Three, we don’t. I just met her three days ago.”
Yoongi then propped his other arm on the table as well and connected his fingers. “Lastly, it’s you who can’t handle her.” With a mocking smile. “Or else why would she be handed over to someone else aka me, hmm?”
“Don’t blame others for your incompetency.” The smile was gone, and every trace of excitement vanished and was replaced with his cold, deadly stare.
“You don’t know anything, Yoongi.” Jimin narrowed his eyes at him. “Don’t run your mouth about something you have zero knowledge of.”
“That’s why I’m saying things only I, and I only, have knowledge of.”
“You’re infuriating.” He groaned.
“I know that.” Yoongi acknowledged with a shrug. He raised from his seat and made his way, again, to the pantry to make himself another cup of coffee. With a very dismissive tone, he told Jimin. “Now, will you excuse yourself? I need to welcome my new team member.”
“Fuck you.” Jimin chided.
Yoongi was quick to retort. “I’d rather fuck your arse.”
“You–”
The door was pushed open. Jimin’s remark was cut off. His face was heating up and Yoongi resumed making his coffee without care.
The second person Yoongi has been expecting.
“Good…” Your greeting was stuck on the tip of your tongue when you saw Jimin in your new mentor’s office. He looked like he didn’t expect you to be here too. But what could be done? Namjoon sent you an email this morning informing your new placement in another squad. Specifically speaking, Yoongi’s squad: Q Squad.
“Good morning, (Y/N).” Yoongi greeted you which was, by the way, extremely out of character. He even looked your way.
You immediately bowed and redo your greeting. “Good morning, Investigator Min.”
Your new mentor then raised his eyebrow at your former mentor. “Well, Jimin, what are you waiting for? This is your cue to leave.”
Jimin’s right eye twitched uncontrollably but a smirk found its way to his plump lips. With a controlled voice, he managed out a “As you wish, Min.” and spread the paperwork on Yoongi’s desk into an even messier mess which the older stared at in horror.
Petty and childish…
As he passed by you, you expressed your valediction with a bow. “Have a good day, Investigator Pa–”
Jimin grabbed you by the forearm and dragged you out with him.
Before getting dragged out of the office completely, you saw your mentor’s horrified expression was replaced with his casual smirk.
Why does he have to be so unreadable?
“Investigator Park–!” You tried to pull back your arms. Although you knew it was a futile effort, it didn’t hurt to try.
Jimin halted, resulting you to bump into his hard chest instead of his back as he had spun very quickly. His hands snaked around your waist, holding you close to him. Realising your face and his face might be in close proximity, you tried to at least pull back your head to create some distance.
“Say my name.”
You frowned and accidentally met his eyes. Quickly turning away to break the eye contact, you tried to wiggle your way out of his arms. “What–”
His hand found its way to your neck, putting on light pressure. You knew he hated it when you avoid eye contact. He and Jungkook were like that. Face hard with a low voice and hint of annoyance, Jimin repeated. “Say. My. Name.”
Your eyes flickered at his voice, but your mouth was quick to comply. “J–Jimin…”
“Good girl.” His thumb found its way to your lips. He smudged your lipstick and dragged it a little out of place. Your hands were frozen. Jimin then brought his thumb and smudge the lipstick stain on his own lips. “Now, let’s meet Namjoon to switch you back into my team.”
“Switch who back into your team?” Namjoon
Eyes widening, you pushed Jimin away to get out of this compromising position. “Director Kim, Jeon.” You immediately bowed and greeted them.
“I want (Y/N) back in my team again.” Jimin declared with all seriousness.
“No.” Director Kim declined curtly.
That seemed to twitch a muscle in Jimin’s jaw, but he kept his cool and continued. “And why is that?”
“Hmm, let’s see,” Namjoon feigned pondering. “Experimenting?”
“Stop this crap and switch her back into my team, Namjoon.”
“Is that an order, Jimin?” He glared down at the younger. His voice was deep with authority. “Do I take order from you?”
“Hyung.” Jungkook’s voice finally joined the conversation. He was referring to Namjoon.
The higher Director didn’t need to turn around to catch what Jungkook was intending to say. “I have a reason for this sudden change. It was not done for fun. It was done with careful observation and procedure.”
“Pray tell me the reason.”
“Your latest training session with the Associate Investigator of Special Class, (Y/N).”
Your body went rigid.
“What’s wrong with it?”
“I received complaints from Investigator Mingyu, Special Class, and Investigator Xu Minghao, First Class, that stated the same thing in which you had disturbed their scheduled training session with (Y/N),” he let out a heavy sigh before adding, “I know Jungkook was involved as well. Temporary restraining order has been put on him by me to refrain him from engaging with (Y/N) in any activity unless in public view.”
He continued. “You, however, were not given any restraining order because Jungkook insisted on taking the full blame, but I would hate it to let an accomplice get away freely,” Namjoon turned his gaze towards you. “That’s why I decided to remove (Y/N) from your team.”
He returned his gaze to Jimin. He could see the younger was burning with anger, it was detectable although Jimin was as great as Jungkook in using the art of concealment. They were soulmates, after all.
“Fret not,” Namjoon reassured. “You can do an appeal to request (Y/N) back into your team when Min Yoongi fucked up.”
Jimin was powerless in this situation. He knew. No matter how shit arsehole Min Yoongi was, he was not one to fuck up anything. Q Squad is the leading counter-ghoul squad in KCCG. Min Yoongi was known for his excellent skills individually and collectively. Each week, his team report was always the most impressive followed by Jimin’s team.
“Investigator (Y/N), you may return back to Yoongi’s quarter and proceed with your first team mission in your new team.” Namjoon dismissed you with a smile. His dimple poked through his cheeks. Your heart fluttered against your will. “I expect a good result by the end of the week.”
“Yes, I won’t disappoint you, Director Kim.” Bowing your way out, you walked back to Yoongi’s office. Along the way, you fought the strong urge to turn around because you felt the stares. For one, you knew it has to be Jimin’s.
Knocking on the door, you called out his name before coming in, headfirst. “Investigator Min?”
He has already started with his pile of paperwork. The room reeked of coffee from the amount of coffee he had consumed, and it was just 2 hours into the day. You stepped into the room and walked towards his desk.
“Oh, (Y/N),” Yoongi finally looked up from his paperwork and at you, but confusion was quick to wear itself on his face.
Shamelessly, he asked. “You just finished making up with Jimin?”
“Wha– No!” A blush crept up to your cheeks as you realised why he asked that.
Jimin smudged your lips a little while ago.
Flustered, you quickly looked for the handkerchief in your coat. You remembered you had placed it inside one of the pockets this morning. Excusing yourself as you continued rummaging in your coat for the piece of fabric.
When you finally felt the soft fabric of your handkerchief on your fingertips, before you could even grab it out of your pocket, a piece of soft cloth reached over to your lips, wiping off your lipstick.
“Took you so long to even find a handkerchief,” Yoongi said aloofly.
“I–I apologise,” your eyes looked at anything but his pale face.
Min Yoongi was a beautiful man. His porcelain skin was soft, his eyes dark almost to the colour of black, and his dark raven hair that looked soft and fluffy. He was like a doll.
A killer doll.
When encountering the ghouls, Yoongi was nothing per the delicate description, especially with all the blood on his hands and some that splattered on his face.
His duality was insane.
“Give me your hand.” Yoongi called on you.
A look of confusion was clear on your face, but he ignored it as he showed his palm, signalling you to put your hand on his. You obliged without any question.
Yoongi took out something from his pocket and in a blink of an eye, blood was drawn from one of your fingers. The pain finally registered in your brain as you shrieked and tried to pull back your hand.
He wasn’t letting you.
The pain was not very intense but maybe it would leave a deep wound cut. Instead of putting pressure or even bothering to be concerned, Yoongi brought your bloody finger to your lips. He dabbed your blood from your finger to your lips.
“That’s more natural, isn’t it?” Sadism shone in his eyes.
You were unable to do anything.
Yet again.
As if you were under a spell, you were frozen against your will.
Once Yoongi finished his little game, he released your hand carelessly. The handkerchief in your pocket was immediately retrieved and you put it over your bloody finger along with some pressure to stop further spill of blood.
Only now you realised he had cut your finger with his folding knife.
Yoongi brought the sharp metal to his mouth. Lips parting apart, he placed the knife on the pad of his tongue as he let the blood – your blood – transfer to his tongue. The wet muscle continued to glide on the knife until it was clean of your blood.
“Welcome to Q Squad. Get ready for mission in 4th ward.”
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omg i literally can’t keep still! coraline has been my favorite movie and novel since i can remember!! this story has me at the edge of my sit and i can’t wait for the second part! @sinning-on-a-sunday it’s absolutely brilliant, thrilling, and overall amazing!! i would totally recommend reading it!!!
otherworldly ~ coraline!au
PAIRING ~ jimin x reader
GENRE ~ horror/thriller, smut
WORD COUNT ~ 11k
SUMMARY ~ when you discover a tiny door in your home that leads to a much better version of your own life, it seems too good to be true. little do you know, the man posing as your boyfriend may be a lot more dangerous than you care to admit. and he is not intent on letting you leave.
WARNINGS ~ profanity, supernatural themes, obsessive behavior, imprisonment, depiction of an unhealthy relationship, masturbation, explicit smut (dom!jimin, sensory deprivation, bondage, soft degradation, cunnilingus, edging, unprotected sex)
A/N ~ part 1 of 2. based off of my favorite movie and novel: Coraline. thank you to everyone who’s shown their support for this monster of a fic! i hope i did this well-loved movie justice!
TAG LIST ~ @herbtae @randomuser228 @sugashaye @taetical @cassiescarlet12 @loveydaisy
prologue
For the first time in ages, sunlight trickles down through the tree’s naked branches, warming the woman’s skin to the point where her heavy jacket isn’t necessary. She considers it a cruel coincidence. Why should the rest of the world be so happy and bright when she’s spent the last few months suffering?
Her brother’s been missing for weeks, the sun shouldn’t be shining.
Even though the weather is nice, mud still sloshes under her boots as she walks, pale fingers clutching at the object in her hands like it will wriggle away and escape if she loosens her grip.
She reaches the crest of the hill, coming to stop at the ring of mushrooms that surrounds the opening of the well. She vows to board it up later so that, hopefully, people will forget it’s there.
The woman looks down at the object in her hands: a doll with button eyes. It resembles a boy with brown hair, longer at the nape of his neck so that it’s almost a mullet. He’s wearing a red beret, trench coat, and small circular glasses; he looks like an artist.
She recognizes the style, she recognizes him.
Gritting her teeth, the woman steps up to stand at the edge of the well, open and gaping like a hungry, waiting mouth.
She remembers the day this infernal doll appeared in their house, she remembers how excited her brother had been. He’d carried it around with him everywhere, going on and on about how it looked just like him.
He disappeared a few days later.
A few tears prick the woman’s eyes.
No, he didn’t disappear. He was taken.
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I’m sorry that this isn’t exactly what you asked for anon. It’s just an unedited little short thing I wrote for this, but I still hope you still enjoy it.
My love
Yandere!Jimin x reader
Warnings: yandere, stalking, masturbation(m and f) slight horror
Words: 2k
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Our Haunted House
Title: Our Haunted House
Rating: M
Word Count: 5.4k
Genre: yandere, horror, smut
Warnings: cursing, yandere behaviors, mention of blood, tentacle fucking, buckets of cum, biting, marking, possessiveness, unprotected sex
Summary: On your first trip back to the Halloween Fest you ran into a quiet but attractive man. Once you get separated from your friends he can’t keep himself from touching you.
A/N: HAPPY SPOOKS DAY EVERYONE!!!! A perfect rainy day (not for trick or treaters) for Halloween and to stay home and have a Halloween Movie Marathon while eating candy and other junk food. Anyway, this is my very first smut and I hope you all like it. I also entered this in @bang-tan-bitches writing challenge, Monster Mash. So go check out all the other amazing stories posted in the challenge and show them some love and now on with tentacley Jimin 💜 💜 💜
The music box played alone on the stage. It reminded you of carnival music but there was a dark undertone to it. You were only twelve and your father decided to bring you to the annual Halloween Fest. You never got scared when someone jumped out in front of you. For some reason, you have never felt fear. Nothing ever frightened you like other people.
Your mother had voiced her concerns on more than one occasion. Calling you a freak, a monster, even going as far as a demon. She doesn’t speak to you anymore. Ignoring your existence and spending her time drinking wine and watching trash television.
The stage you sat a few rows away from had gone completely dark before a clown was in the spotlight. His makeup was done terribly. His lips were painted black which was peeling and the white paint on his face was cracking. As he smiled widely you could clearly see black smudges on his yellow teeth.
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