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Recovery Pt 2. (Jimin/Reader)

By: Admin Dreamer

Genre: Fluff, therapist!Jimin

Warnings: none

A couple years later, you were on your way to graduating and although it wasn’t where you thought you would be, it was good enough for you. You were surrounded by your friends, some of your family and professors that have helped you along the way. However, you see the person you least expect sitting in on your graduation, clapping with everyone else.

“You look amazing!”

“Thanks, Jeremy.”

“I told Lydia that you’d be a little late so she went ahead without you, but you’ve got me right?” He continued to babble, linking your arm with his and leading you out to the waiting car to take you to graduation.

“Actually I kind of wanted to spend the day with Lydia not you.”

“Too bad, you get to spend it with both of us or none of us, take your pick.” You rolled your eyes at your friend’s sass, wondering how exactly you tolerated him for four years of college.

But you wouldn’t change anything that happened for the world.

College was a place, although not as wonderful as you thought it was, that taught you many things, made you grow as an individual that was capable of making their own decisions. You didn’t feel ready for the world, but then again no one truly was; some people are just better at navigating rough waters than others.

“Ugh, why do I love you?”

“Beats me, but you got to tolerate your hot friend and his boyfriend so I mean who’s the real winner here?”

“No one.” You sassed back, laughing as he hit your arm in anger. “You’re the worst.”

“Love you too?” A part of you would miss the banter that sustained you throughout college, you weren’t really sure where you would be if it wasn’t for him and his endearingly blunt wit. Many people saw him as this sassy boy who wouldn’t hesitate to expose you if you ever wronged him, but he was also a very good friend to you in times of need. However crude his language could get sometimes, he always did it to make you feel better.

You were going to miss that.

“Let’s get into the car, big guy.” You teased, dragging him along to the car as the butterflies in your stomach increased at the thought of you walking to get your diploma. Finally after four years of hell...

Then Jimin emerged from these thoughts, wondering where he went after graduating college. You had seen him a couple times on campus as you darted around to make it to your classes, but you never greeted him. It was partly because you were always so busy, and also because you were embarrassed. How would you greet him if you actually bumped into him one day?

Hey sorry I basically cut you off after all these years, I was too scared of my feelings?

Besides, you wouldn’t be surprised if he already had a girlfriend that loved him as much as he loved her. You just wanted him to be happy and as much as you hated admitting it to yourself, you weren’t that person.

Sometimes these thoughts would come to you without warning; you’ve thought about him while you were taking exams to just brushing your teeth in the morning. You threw yourself into your work in order to keep your brain occupied with other activities so your mind didn’t wander, but sometimes these thoughts couldn’t help but sneak in like a cold breeze through a tightly locked window.

“Hey, we’re here.” Jeremy’s incessant pokes on your arm brought you back to reality, blinking up at the large auditorium before you. This is it...

As the two of you walked up the stairs towards the entrance, your roommate somehow spotted you form the crowded lobby filled with proud parents, emotional relatives and children running around the small space in games of tag. “Hey, I thought you weren’t going to make it in time! The graduates are waiting in the hall, follow me!”

The two of you made your way to said waiting room and talked about anything and everything but graduation plans. The two of you slipped into deep conversation, and while it eased your nerves slightly, your stomach was still buzzing with excitement. Maybe it was the uncertainty of the future, or the excitement of the present, or nostalgia of the past. Perhaps it was a mix of all three. But either way it couldn’t compare to the feeling of walking into the brightness of the spring day to commencement, surrounded by friends and family and basking in their graduate’s accomplishments.

You weren’t really sure how long the ceremony lasted, but you felt sleepy towards the end, glad that the speeches and lectures of college could finally be over. As you walked up to receive your diploma, you heard modest clapping (and a characteristic ‘Yess honey! That’s my bae!’) before your eyes fell upon the last person you would expect to see at your graduation.

Those warm brown comforting eyes that soothed your through your worst of times.

Startled, you played it cool the best you could before you hurried off stage, still a little buzzed but also slightly spooked by how you had managed to see Park Jimin, of all people, standing at your ceremony.

“[Y/N]!” That voice that you so desperately wanted to not hear for the longest time called out your name as you exited the venue. You tried to act like you didn’t hear him, but you should’ve known better than to think he was going to give up when you didn’t answer him.

You felt a hand softly grab your wrist as he walked up beside you to stand before you. He looked much more mature from the last time you saw him, his bright bubblegum pink hair colored a much more conservative black, and a fitted suit for the occasion. His rapid exhales told you that he was looking for you right after your ceremony was over.

A part of you felt slightly bad for it, but another felt... empty.

All the times that you’d rehearse what you would say to him when you met him evaporated, tongue heavy and throat dry when all you squeaked out was, “Hey...”

“Hey.” He smiled, that smile that you fell for.

You cursed your heart for beating out of it’s chest once again for this man before you, especially when you worked so hard to suppress them for this long.

“Umm.. congratulations. I’m really proud of you.”

“Thanks...” There was a silence between the both of you, and you could tell Jimin was beginning to get uncomfortable as he looked around for conversation starters.

“Sorry, I must be holding you up--”

“No! Not at all, I just wanted to congratulate you and also... umm...” He laughed nervously then, a hand idly scratched the back of his head. You blinked up at him, telling yourself not to get your hopes up.

The two of you seemed to stare off at each other, waiting for the other to say something before he finally relented. “You know... I wanted to ask, do you regret anything that you’ve done in college?”

“That’s such a weird question to ask, Jimin.”

“Sorry! I just want to know!” He protested with a pout. You thought about it for a minute before you figured, better to try than not try at all...

“I do regret not telling you that I like you.” You immediately regretted what you said when Jimin’s eyes widened, his lips parted in surprise. The silence was starting to bother you and you were about to say something when,

“I regret that too.” Now it was your turn to become shell-shocked. Never in a million years did you think the cute grad student would ever like you, yet here you two were, confessing your feelings.

“Well, if that’s the case, how about we have our first date right now? I know a good place for coffee.” You offered, and the smile you were graced with was a smile that you never wanted to forget.

“That sounds... wonderful.”

#jimin scenarios #jimin scenario #bts scenarios #bts scenario #bts jimin scenario #bts jimin scenarios #jimin #bts jimin #jimin fluff #jimin fluff scenario #jimin fluff scenarios #jimin angst #bts jimin fluff #bts jimin angst #jimin angst scenario #jimin angst scenarios #lucidkpopscenarios

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#that spin at the beginning though #omg #he's beautiful <3 #jhope #bts

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Sorry guys, I’ve just finished exams and everything, hopefully I’ll have more time to actually dedicate to writing some more stuff on this blog :) I have two drafts that I’m almost done with.

#ahhh so much to do with so little time RIP #admin dreamer musings #delete later? maybe

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he… really did it with no hands….. i wasn’t ready

#N O #HOSEOK NOOOOOOO #THAT WASN'T NECESSARY #I AM D E A D #NOOOOOOOOOO GOD PLEASE NO #jhope #bts

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[TRANS] “I’m someone who often see them when working”

Source KRN - ENG © ktaebwi

“(Note: extremely long)

First of all, I’m not a fan of any idol, but if I say anything further someone would recognize me and it makes me nervous, so the only thing I’ll reveal here is that my job is related to idols ㅎㅎ

I have been seeing BTS quite often during their promotions since the beginning of last year. They leave such good impression on me every time that I planned to tell people this some day, and I just thought of it today!

I want to write a compliment post somewhere publicly and let people know about it, but the fans may have a hard time because of antis so I’m just posting it here at the fan zone.

First, if we get to work with them, even our staff here get excited too. When I see them the next day, they would talk about or praise them, even remember and like their choreography and songs too. They said they don’t think there’s anyone who became popular and still don’t change like BTS. They’re pure and untainted, totally unlike the kids these days and very likeable. There’s plenty of praises for them like “Hey, I can guarantee they’re good. They’ll do well.”

They’re also very polite, even when tired they still don’t say anything and stay behind to greet everyone. I like that a lot and I’m always thankful to them.

Especially V, he’s really bright like a kid ㅋㅋㅋ He’s only one to think of the small details like the staff’s condition or the weather. Seems like he’s kind and pretty by nature (he acts different from his face? kind of like that). Like he’s used to doing small but caring and thoughtful things for others. I think if he’s an office worker, he would be loved too…

And all 7 of them are tall and handsome… I see a lot of idols at least once whenever they promote, but BTS is still one of the groups that stand out significantly. Half of them are at short~normal height, and half of them are tall, but should I say that they’re different from non-celebrities from their frames?… Small faces, long necks, long ans slender body frames, they’re like models. Everyone is so thin that I wonder how they could dance so powerful like that, but when the music’s on, they dance so synchronously and strong like they’re gonna break all the bones, as if it’s all just a lie. I’m amazed but I feel bad for them too.

Anyway I guess you’ll be curious about each member separately so:

Jin, he has a very narrow face, wide shoulder and very manly, but his body is really thin. Like an announcer? An actor? He’s handsome like that.

J-hope, his lines (jawline, nose line, etc.) are a little bit stronger and more distinct than in photos or videos so he looks really manly. His skin looks good and his eyes are gentle so it creates a fond impression about him.

Jungkook, he’s oddly pretty but manly. Kind of feel like a handsome chipmunk ㅋㅋ He looks so cute. You can say that he’s like a handsome high school student that you have to turn around to take a look when passing by. ㅎㅎ (Our staff compliment him a lot too, they said “That boy, Jungkook~~ He’s handsome”)

Rapmon is handsome. Not like the typical handsome guy type but the charmingly handsome type, he’s got cool lip shape and very big, long-slanted monolid eyes. He’s tall but very very thin ㅜ

Suga’s skin seems to be even better than a girl’s… He has a small and skinny body frame but his aura is fierce? Actually he possesses a force that makes people hesitate to approach him… But when he’s silently standing by or thinking, there’s this soft and distant feel that makes him seem like a boy.

V, among all the idols I have seen, he’s the most indescribably handsome, so I’ll be a little more biased ㅠㅠ In reality when you look right into him, he feels like graphics? Like a ball-jointed doll or a fanart. His eyes, nose and lips are all big and feel surreal, so he often catches others’ attention. Because they’re amazed by him ㅋㅋ A peculiar guy that is pretty but cold and fierce at the same time. But he’s too thin ㅜ

Jimin, he’s the most different in person. Should I say his eyes are big and split down at the end? He’s uniquely handsome like a manga character, and rather than cute, he’s full of sexiness (…sorry). His body frame’s small and thin.

They’re all distinctly more handsome than what you see on the media. You know people actually look much bigger on screen, both males and females.

Anyway these days I’m starting to have interest in BTS so I’ve looking around for stuffs, it’s amazing that what fans introduce as each member’s charms are the same as what we feel about them in real life. Everyone indeed got it precisely, like Jimin’s cute, pretty and sweet way of talking & voice, V’s whimsy and playfulness, Rapmon’s enterprising like a young activist and good at talking.

Gosh my writing’s so bad ㅜㅜ It’s so frustrating ‘cause I can’t explain what I mean…

I have seen many posts saying they know someone who’s a staff~ they heard this and that~, uhm… I’m a real staff so it feels really weird ㅋㅋㅋㅋ Honestly I can all see which one is real and which one is fabricated by young fans. Please refrain from doing that ㅠ

Anyway now that I’ve written all out, I feel like I became a fan too ㅋㅋㅋ But they’re that good so I wanted to boast a little, although I couldn’t express it well. If there’s anything you’re curious about this post, you can ask in the comment section. I’ll answer based on the facts I know~”

(Proofshot of YNWA album given as a present from the company, because antis tend to doubt the validity of posts written by staffs)

#jhopes more handsome in person #DEAR LORD HELP #and a handsome chipmunk LOL #that's actually kind of cute #and these descriptions are spot on like wow #def written by a BigHit staff member #I'm pleasantly surprised :o #bts

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170424 BTS = The 'Dirt Spoon Rebellion'?

(* T/N: “Dirt spoon” is often used in Korean as a contrast to the saying, “born with a silver spoon in mouth.” Because BTS was not from a big entertainment company (like most popular groups), they are said to be leading a “rebellion” where smaller companies can succeed.)

After debuting in June 2013, this group is now nearing their fourth anniversary. Just two years after winning Rookie of the Year, they placed first in a music awards show, and went on to win the grand prize at an End of the Year Awards one year later. Now, Korea seems to be too small a country for them as they dominate overseas tours. They are also being dubbed as “Billboard’s favorite K-Pop Group.” This is BTS, a group writing a true success story. BTS is part of Bighit Entertainment. A medium-sized entertainment company founded by producer Bang Si-Hyuk. Although its scale falls short in terms of other big companies, he was able to lead BTS into massive success, and now leads Korea’s K-Pop industry. We’ve interviewed Bang Si-Hyuk, the leader of this “Dirt Spoon Rebellion.” We were able to hear his thoughts, reason for success, and future plans for BTS.

Q: I’ll get straight to the point. What do you think is the reason for BTS’s huge success? Bang SiHyuk: To be honest, I’m not sure. But after listening to fans and reporters, the performances, musical trends they followed, and the inclusion of personal stories in their music were the main reasons. They were able to sympathize with youths all over the world. Their active online presence on social networking sites also seem to be bringing BTS closer to their fans.

Q: Didn’t you also lead the trend in multi-part albums with the School trilogy and HYYH duology? A: Lots of older groups did series albums in the past, I guess you can say BTS brought the trend back. But as much as it can seem planned by the company, we don’t rely on a spark (of idea) to lead these album series. We just make sure BTS gets to tell their own stories in their albums. That might be the reason why BTS has so many series albums: putting everything into one long album can be too much at once. It wasn’t special planning- it just happened to happen this way.

Q: Could you say that BTS’s initial concepts changed since their debut? A: That depends on the way you look at it. Idols rely a lot on concepts and planning, and if you look at it from a musical perspective, BTS did produce in a lot of different genres (“colors”). A lot of people say it’s different, or BTS ‘changed,’ but in the company, no one uses the words “change” or “transformation.” BTS’s original goal of telling stories of teenagers and young adults hasn’t changed. The members simply go with the musical trend and popular rhythms in their age group. Some fans might say they’ve left behind the “original concept,” but for the most part, fans know that they’ve never strayed from their original concept. Since debut, BTS has been telling the stories of themselves and their generation: the good, bad, and ugly parts included. We never think about what kind of “concepts” to do next.

Q: The members seem quite active in making music (i.e. publishing mixtapes, collaborating with other artists). A: I prefer leaving them to make music freely. I don’t interfere with BTS in terms of making music. The company can help them in making high-quality and finished songs, but I don’t believe in trying to change their musical direction. Each member’s personal preferences are most important. Before anything comes to me, the members would’ve already edited their music with the producers, so the only thing I really listen for is the finished quality of the songs (whether they’re fit for public consumption). There are also a lot of collaboration requests coming in but I don’t touch them at all. There’s only one rule with those: if the artist contacts BTS and they work well together (musically), then they can work together. The company has never really requested a collaboration with someone else for the “bigger picture.”

Q: The members of BTS seem to be very active on social media. A: We leave that up to the members. This also isn’t part of a marketing scheme. It’s just that the company doesn’t really restrict members from doing anything. All I ask is that the members use one account, as a team, and they opened a group account even before debuting. The members understand that it’s a group account, and enjoy using it. They all like the fandom culture and seem to be running it well on their own. The members all create so much content by themselves that it’s hard to post them all.

Q: BTS has a huge international fandom, but it’s interesting to see that none of the members are from overseas. A: Actually, I wasn’t expecting such a huge international fandom for BTS. When BTS first launched, I tried to keep the “traditions” of a K-Pop idol group. Instead of relying solely on the music, I paid attention to the performance and even the music videos. I guess the troubles teenagers/youth face are the same worldwide, which is why they’re able to sympathize even with international fans. Using YouTube also makes it much easier to communicate with fans overseas. Some fans also try to get more people to like BTS by translating posts and circulating them. I’m very thankful. There was something very interesting that I saw recently- in Estonia, a country near the Baltic Sea, a dance studio added a ‘BTS Dance Class.’ It was very cool to see.

Q: How was the recent tour in North and South America? A: It exceeded my expectations. I knew we were popular in the US, but I wasn’t expecting such a response from South American fans. The explosion of ticket sales when tour dates were announced was incredible, and seeing the fandom spread from South America to the North and to LA was even more incredible to see. I guess BTS really is popular (laughs). I feel like the only reason we’re able to be this popular is because another K-Pop star and company came before us. And because of it, we feel a responsibility to open the same path (into Western culture) for others.

Q: How do you feel about BTS being called the “dirt spoon”? A: It’s definitely not a term we started using first. Some people might think we use this term (in marketing) to set ourselves apart from the rest of the industry, but I don’t like people seeing it that way. To make it clear, we don’t want that kind of marketing at all. “Dirt spoon” isn’t a term we can deny or dislike, because it’s true that BTS became hugely popular despite coming from a company with no special worth (as a brand). Because we started with no assets and succeeded, in a way, the term “dirt spoon” is understandable, but I hope people don’t misunderstand that we use the term as a marketing tool.

Q: I heard about the one thing BTS doesn’t have- rumors of conflict. A: It’s a given, seeing that there is no real disharmony between the members. They all love each other to death. Of course, because there are seven males, there will be an occasional fight, but they were taught to solve conflicts on their own. Each member has learned this 100% by themselves. They all get along so well that it’s interesting how there are no major conflicts at all. Maybe this is the secret in running the long run, like Shinhwa.

Q: You must know that as the number of fans increase, so do the number of antis. A: I think there’s a reasonable level at which we can accept them. But if they attack us with rumors that are not true or attack members’ characters, it’s something beyond just being an anti-fan. We’ve already reported incidents to the police. It’s an unforgivable thing to do. The culture of lying and bringing others down behind anonymity (online) is unacceptable. However, people are free to express their own opinions freely, because the internet is equal and anonymous. But we can’t sit back and watch people attack the members. We’re starting to deal with these issues one by one, even though they take up time and resources. Above anything else, the members are severely affected by these antis- they’re still young. They do get hurt, especially when people spread false rumors regarding the production of music and other contents. Our only pride is in the music and contents we’ve produced with sincerity since debuting. We’ve reached a limit on the acceptance of these antis, and we will start to take action against these antis.

source: naver trans cr: sophia @ bangtan tumblr

#I honestly love it when I read interviews from bang pd #he always gives insightful answers #and he really loves and respects the boys #<3 love this #bang pd #bts #interview

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hey @jungkxook you’re welcome :3

all parts of jungkook’s body:

HANDS:

ARM VEINS:

CHEST:

THIGHS:

ARMS:

ABS:

BACK:

#that running man episode showed more skin than any other show they've ever been on LMAOOOO #he takes care of himself well I'm not surprised though :o #jungkook #bts

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So… Yoongi x Kihyun

I’m not saying this is a beautiful friendship…

But just look at them! Like literally… just beautiful… Like BROMANCE Series worthy kind of beautiful… I will not start a petition for this… No… I won’t…

#ok but listen #I'm definitely not saying they have the same aura and feel in their pictures #BUT THAt'S EXAcTly wHAt i'M SAYinG #OMFG #AMAZING <3 #I ship this friendship #I hope they are friends for a very long time :)#yoongi #kihyun #monsta x #bts

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jinmin’s acoustic version of butterfly

#WOW #this is beautiful #I want this played at my funeral #and my graduation #and when I get my first job #you know what just play it whenever I LOVE THIS TOO MUCH AHHHHH #jimin #jin #bts

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signs, bts & best place for a first date:

aries: jin / mcdonalds

taurus: taehyung / observatory

gemini: rapmon / library

cancer: j-hope / dance studio

leo: jungkook / disneyland

virgo: suga / private island

libra: rapmon / aquapark

scorpio: jungkook / cinema with the bag of popcorn

sagittarius: jin / luxury restaurant

capricorn: taehyung / zoo

aquarius: suga / bedroom

pisces: j-hope / karaoke

#omg honestly the luxury restaurant doesn't sound so bad #if only I wasn't so chubby already RIP #I love how confident and how he doesn't give a flying fuck whenever he eats #that's goals right there #ANYWAYS #the jhope dates at the dance studio and karaoke sound better to me though :')#astrology #bts #astrology kpop

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Wanderlust (Jackson/Reader)

By: Admin Dreamer

Genre: Fluff, angst, action hero!Jackson

Warnings: None other than Jackson being extra AF

Jackson Wang was known almost everywhere for his rugged and charming looks and demeanor, gracing silver screens with his stellar acting, mind-blowing stunts, and charisma that outshone even the most talented of co-stars. You, as a reporter for a small-time women’s magazine, get the rare opportunity to interview Jackson for a highlight issue. What you get yourself into ends up becoming an adventure of a lifetime.

“Hey! You’re needed in the bosses’ office right now!” Your supervisor called out to you across the office, managing to break your concentration from the overdue article you had neglected to research because of other projects you were involved with in the department. “Okay, I’ll be right there!”

Finishing up the last sentence of the paragraph you had written, you got up from your cubicle to stretch out your unused muscles before you unceremoniously exited the cramped space. The commotion was loud enough to attract the attention of the lady in the next space over, who shot you a comforting smile and mouthed out, “Good luck!”

You knew it was supposed to be supportive, but you couldn’t help to become even more anxious. It was your boss you were meeting after all.

Okay, just fake it till you make it. Fake that nonexistent confidence!

With a spring to your step only a newcomer possessed, you made your way through the maze of cubicles to the head writer’s office near the back of the office space. With every step the butterflies in your stomach grew increasingly energetic, your palms sweating out of sudden anxiousness.

Taking a deep breath, you turned the heavy knob and enter the warm office. It was nearly 60 degrees outside during the springtime and you wondered why it was so warm in her office, but you didn’t question it.

She seemed to be preoccupied with her work as you slink into her space, with a choked out “You wanted to see me?”, she looked up to grin at you brightly with a certain spark in her eye that either meant something good or bad.

“Ah, yes! I have a special assignment for you. Do you happen to know Jackson Wang?” Upon hearing the infamous name, your eyes seemed to widen in shock and utter fear.

“You mean, action hero extraordinaire Jackson Wang?” The eager nod from your boss only made your nervousness increase. While it was going to be an interesting experience, this article was either going to make or break your career as a writer for this magazine and you knew it well.

Why did she have to give me this project of all people?

“That’s the one! You’ll be flying out to New Zealand tomorrow to his movie set and interviewing him there! You’ll be there for a couple of days, so you might want to enjoy the weather and bask in all the great sun you can get before you head back.” She laughed slightly, her posture slightly erect from the news.

You didn’t blame her, who wouldn’t be excited to feature someone like Jackson Wang in their magazine?

She reached into her desk and pulled out a boarding pass, handing it to you. “Be sure not to be late now. You will be escorted through your trip for security reasons.”

Flustered and a bit embarrassed from your behavior with your boss, you squeaked out a, “Thank you. Thank you so much.”

“No, thank you for doing this for me. Now go and finish that article you haven’t submitted to me yet!”

Goddamnit...

The next morning, you made sure to take extra care of your outfit and your overall general appearance. As you tossed all the clothes you needed for the week’s trip, you picked out the essentials that you needed to look somewhat awake. You vowed to make the best first impression that you could attempt.

The last thing you wanted to happen was to look like a hot mess in front of anyone that worked with Jackson Wang.

With your carry-on luggage and your laptop bag in tow, you anxiously waited in the lobby of your apartment building, which earned yourself a strange look from the security guard on duty. Too busy to calm your nerves, you simply didn’t give a damn about anyone else at the current moment.

You waited in the stiff chair until you saw a black vehicle pull up. Two people in suits and earpieces exited the car and enter the building as soon as the car stopped. “Excuse me, are you [Y/F/N]?”

“Y-Yes...”

“Come, we will be escorting you to the airport.” One of them took your carry on while the other walked off behind you and helped you into the car as they sat tall and alert with you squished in the middle. You tried not to breath too much, the car already small with three people (two of whom were as tall as basketball players) and not wanting to expand.

The drive was only twenty minutes from your apartment but it felt like hours, and as much as you wanted to move around comfortably you couldn’t. You felt your phone vibrate in your back pocket with a message from your boss most likely, but you were more scared of these strangers who you were sandwiched between than your boss at this moment.

As the car pulled up to the terminal, you slowly stepped out, already slightly exhausted from the impromptu breathing exercises that you had to do. Grabbing your carry on, you followed the two guards through a streamlined check-in process. As you sat in the VIP lounge overlooking the terminal, you wondered how often you dreamed of this; relaxed and sipping overpriced coffee as you watched travel-weary people bustle through the terminal like ants through an anthill.

The rest of your trip had been a blur afterwards, a mix of fitful sleep along with lots of coffee making you look more groggy and unawake than you had been when you touched down in New Zealand.

As you walked through the terminal (at this point you were used to the to bodyguards beside you, whose names were Jinyoung and Jaebum, and all the strange stares you got as a result from the two somber men flanking your side), you spotted yet another black car with a older man who was holding a sign with your name.

“Ah, so you must be [Y/F/N]?” With a nod, his demeanor changed, a warm smile on his face. “Hello, I’m Smith. I’ve come to drive you to the hotel. I take it that you got to know Jaebum and Jinyoung while you were travelling? I apologize for the inconvenience. Mr. Jackson himself specifically requested the two of them to go and fetch you, I hope it was no trouble.”

“Oh no, thank you sir. The three of us... got along fine.”

“Oh good. Well come on, then. I have to drop you off to the hotel for a while before I take you to see Mr. Jackson.”

The ride was yet again filled with silence, but unlike looking out the window to a drab cityscape that was just beginning to wake up, you gazed at the flourishing green of the hills and trees you drove past, the air smelling faintly of the sea and summertime. A vague thought passed through your mind about forgetting sunscreen but you didn’t really care. Right now you were trying to enjoy as much of this trip as you could.

As the view of the quaint hotel popped into view, you checked your phone to see a mix of calls and urgent texts from your boss. You quickly replied to one of the more recent texts and shove the phone back in your bag before exiting the vehicle.

Your eyes wide in fascination and the luxury that was your hotel that you were to stay in for the duration of your stay, you nearly miss the cue that Smith gave you, rushing behind him as the three well-dressed men lead you into the lobby.

If the outside wasn’t lavish, the inside was more than enough to make up for it. You felt out of place, with your humble outfit of jeans and a nice blouse, compared to the other guests with their designer outfits and sparkling radiance. “[Y/F/N]? This way please, we will be escorting you to your room. We will be back around seven tonight to the set. Does that sound okay?” You nodded wordlessly as you take the keycard from his gloved hand. The three bow towards you before parting ways, their backs straight and gait orderly and crisp.

You knew that Jackson probably sent out his crew in order to welcome you, but you felt a little uneasy around them, maybe because they seemed to be so uptight and rigid in their system that you didn’t want to impose anything.

Normally you got along rather fine with others, but you couldn’t bring yourself to relax around them. You hoped that the time you’d have this week would be able to change that.

Unlocking the door to your room, you gasped in shock. It looked like the exact picture of what a lavish suite in a hotel like this would look like; king sized bed, luxurious tapestries, the latest tech in the kitchen and living room, gaudy centerpieces, floor to ceiling windows.

It was overwhelming to say the least.

You checked your watch and to your relief you had four hours to kill before you had to get ready. Flopping down on the bed, you decided a good shower and nap was in order.

As you emerged from the shower wrapped in the most comfortable silk robe, you flopped down on your bed and took out your phone, clicking on the messaging app before you saw the text your boss sent you.

From: The Boss, 3:45 PM

Good luck out there! I know you’ll do great, and make sure you get Jackson’s autograph for me! <3

You rolled your eyes, replying with a simple Thanks, will do before your eyes fell closed for the best nap you’ve had in a while.

The alarm on your phone woke you up nearly two hours later, the loud blaring noise startling you out of your pleasant dream and back into your reality. With a loud groan, you stretched and looked at the time, it was only 5:30 but you figured that you’d need time to actually put yourself together.

After nearly an hour of primping and fretting over your clothes, you finally made your way down to the lobby at around 6:45, only to see that the three men were already present, tall and proud. “Ah, [Y/F/N], you look nice. Right this way please.”

He guided you to the car, where you sat across from the two bodyguards, who weren’t dressed in suits anymore but rather in black polo shirts, khaki pants and black dress shoes, earpieces still lodged in their ears.

The ride was spacious, with enough wiggle room for your legs. You occupied yourself with your phone, or you stared outside where you were still mesmerized by the scenery. You understood why anyone would want to shoot here, the scenery seemed to be so otherworldly it was insane.

You arrived at the set precisely at 7:30 PM, where filming was still taking place. Again you were escorted into another room, where you were instructed to sit and wait for the superstar as he finished up his scene.

It would be an understatement that you were scared, no, mortified. You were going to have the opportunity of interviewing the great Jackson Wang. This could either make or break your career as a journalist, and by extension your magazine’s credibility. You were suddenly hit with anxiety, but you somehow managed to will it away quickly enough as soon as the door opened.

And you swore your heart stopped beating. Jackson Wang was in close proximity of you and you were about to interview him. You couldn’t falter now; you had to appear professional.

“Ah, are you [Y/F/N] from Constellation Magazine? It’s really nice meeting you.” The man introduced himself, an extended hand towards you. Tentatively you gripped it and shook it firmly. “Yes, pleasure to meet you too.”

“Please, sit. I heard you had some questions for me?”

“Why, um.. yes.” You blushed, flustered. You knew he was charming, but you weren’t prepared for how straightforward he was. Somehow you managed to seat yourself in the chair behind you without ending in utter catastrophe, the presence of the man before you more than enough for you to handle already.

As you took out your notepad out of your bag, you barely noticed Jackson staring at you. As much as you were intrigued by him, he was also as much interested in you. Although you seemed nervous, you had your wits about you, which was something that he couldn’t say about many reporters who interviewed him.

You talked about many things, from his newest movie to his hobbies and interests to his newest pet he posted on Instagram the other day. He was very engaging, sometimes going as far as to ask you some questions in nearly playful banter.

Not once did you feel uncomfortable, even though he was a widely-acclaimed movie star.

Soon it was time to wrap up the interview. But before you could, there was one last question that you had in mind.

“You know, you always say that you loved acting, but what pushed you to pursue this career? As in, what drove you to think that you had to pursue this profession no matter what?” Jackson’s face fell somber, an inquisitive look on his face as he scratched at his beard.

“Hmmm.. you know, I never actually thought about it. I always knew that I wanted to act no matter what, you know? I’ve always loved entertaining people and making their days better. It didn’t really matter to me if I had become a theater actor or an onscreen one, I just wanted to act. I guess I can count myself lucky, I know so many people who are so talented in the field and they just don’t get the same opportunities that I do.” As he spoke, you quickly scribbled down on your notepad, nodding as he talked.

“And can I also say something else, just between you and I?” You looked up to see Jackson gazing at you, eyes intense and heavy it unnerved you. You turned off your recorder and closed your notebook with a hesitant, “Sure.”

“I just think that acting helps with my loneliness.”

It was an understatement that you were surprised. Everyone knew that he was the type of person to get along with everyone, there was never a single person that he had worked with that said anything bad about him. This was something that you weren’t expected and you were shocked.

“I apologize, that got kind of heavy for a second.” He retracted with a nervous laugh, but you shook yourself out of your stupor and replied quickly, “No! You’re fine. I guess I wasn’t expecting that.”

“How come?” You knew he was asking because he knew what you were going to say, deep down. “I think you have amazing people skills. People love you because you’re so kind and friendly with everyone that you meet. You meet so many people, yet everyone says that you make them feel like they’re a close friend of yours. It’s exhausting, but I commend you for that. Not everyone can brag about having that trait Jackson. If anything , I envy you.”

When you saw him ponder over your words for a minute, you began to get up from your seat before you felt his hand grab your wrist gently. “Hold on for one second.”

You looked back to see him glancing up at you with hopeful eyes, and who could say no to those eyes? Certainly not you. So you replied, “Sure. What’s on your mind Jackson?”

He seemed to wonder if what he was about to ask was a good idea, teeth worrying his bottom lip before saying, “You want to go out to get some coffee?”

“Sure, I’d love that.”

The two of you managed to sneak off the set to his private car. He helped you in first before he got into the driver’s seat. “Won’t you get in trouble?”

“Nah. Smith and the other two won’t mind. Besides, shooting is over and we won’t be too long.” He smiled at you before turning on the car. You had been nervous about what to talk about with him, but his exuberant personality managed to shine through and he regaled you with stories of his childhood. A small part nagged you to write all this down and present it to your boss, but you weren’t about to do that. You wanted to lock this small part of your trip in your heart, away from prying eyes and minds.

It’s not that you were naive, you knew that he most likely did this with others before you. However, you couldn’t help that there was something different about the way he carried himself around you. He seemed to be more relaxed, more himself. And if you hadn’t been in love with Jackson, you were now.

That was what scared you.

Surely he was aware of the power he had over people, the charms and quirks to his personality that made people fall to his feet in masses. You had no idea how far into your thoughts you were before he tapped your arm lightly and asked, “Are you alright? You look a little spaced out.”

“O-Oh... I’m alright.” You smiled, and he seemed to have bought it before he graced you with a smile of his own, getting out of his parked car to help you out of the passenger side. You looked around, looking at how vacant it was, and asked, “Are you sure it’s open?”

“Yep, they just don’t have as many customers here during this hour. Which is good because paparazzi can be a bitch.” You laughed in agreement. As ironic as it was for you, you understood how annoying it must be for him.

The two of you ordered coffee, but that seemed to be forgotten as the two of you were engrossed in conversation for hours, sometimes Jackson would crack hilariously childish jokes that you could help but laugh at. Or the staff would join in at his insistence, laughing along with you. Your phone buzzed with a text from Smith.

From: Smith, 11:49 PM

Where are you and Mr. Wang? I need to drop you off at the hotel and bring Jackson home.

“Hey, I think we need to go back now. Smith is asking where we are.” You sighed, before you felt a hand on yours. Startled, you looked up to see Jackson smiled and said, “Don’t worry, I’ll tell him you’re with me and I’ll drop you off.”

“Oh, you don’t have--”

“I know, I just... I don’t know. You seem so different. I really want to get to know you better. Will you be on set tomorrow?”

“Well, technically my job is done here but I do want to explore the country for a little. I have six more days here.” He nodded in understanding before he pointed to your phone, “Can I give you my number?”

“Sure.” You handed him your phone and watched as he typed the numbers in and handed it back to you, a small smile on his face. “Come on, let’s get out of here.”

From: Smith, 12:04 AM

I got a text from Jackson, he says you’re with him and that he’s dropping you off. Please be careful. Tell him to drop you off a block away from the hotel for privacy.

Before you could say anything, Jackson peeked at your phone and sighed, “Ah, good old Smith always remembering the protocol when I don’t.”

“How did you get to know him?”

“Smith? He was a butler for a while, which is why he’s so uptight about a lot of things, but he quit his butler job to work for me and Jaebum and Jinyoung. We’re all good friends.” You nodded, satisfied enough with the answer. He dropped you off a block away from the hotel like he was instructed, parked in a dimly lit parking lot of a restaurant before turning to you with a, “I am really glad I got to spend time with you today. If you want, we can hang out whenever I’m free.”

“That sounds lovely. Have a great night, Jackson.” You smiled softly before you exited the car. “Text me!”

“Okay!”

Over the next six days, it felt like a dream. During the days, you ran errands that your boss asked you as well as explored the area around the hotel, discovering a market where you bought several things for yourself and small things for your friends and family (and your boss, of course). At night, Jackson always took you out for a drive to explore the night life of New Zealand. The two of you always ended up in some hole in the wall establishment which you loved. He seemed keen on your tastes, agreeing to join you when you asked to see the stars on the last night of your trip.

You didn’t remember how far or how long you drove out into the countryside. All you knew was that you felt safe, like nothing would ever be able to hurt you nor him. Uncharacteristic of him, he seemed to relish in the quiet and drove as he put on some soft music.

As he pulled over into a field, he turned off the engine and smiled as he watched you eagerly get out of the car and rush into the field. He liked seeing you so carefree, it made him feel lighter and happier the more he saw you. He couldn’t believe how quickly he was falling in love with you, but he knew this couldn’t last. But he didn’t want to think about it now; he wanted to remember as much as he can from this. Who knows if the both of you would see each other again?

Getting out of his car, he called out to you, “Why did you want to come out here?”

“Look up! Aren’t the stars so pretty?”

He looked up and he couldn’t help but agree. The stars were so clear, so bright. They shone with a pristine glow that you couldn’t get from the city, and Jackson was suddenly glad that he hadn’t worn anything designer. He learned very quickly that you were quite adventurous despite your reserved disposition, so casual clothes were always a necessity for you.

He walked over to where you stood, gazing up at the stars with you for a while. The way the wind blew through your baggy clothes and through your wild hair made you look like some sort of fairy, especially in the dimly lit night. “Can you believe that some of these stars that we are seeing now might not exist anymore?”

“Why’s that?”

“Stars are so far away from us, and light takes time to travel. Some of these stars may be burned out millions of years ago, but we never know because they’re so far away.” You mused, your voice dreamy and airy in your thoughts. Jackson never thought of it like that, but now that you mentioned it, he pondered over the idea.

“Maybe that’s why people call celebrities stars sometimes. Because we are seen as so far away, only meant for people to look at and admire from a distance. Honestly I miss the days where I would talk to people and they wouldn’t recognize me. There’s something... I don’t know, human in it. No expectations were there, or at least not as restrictive as the ones that I have now. People are sympathetic outside, but not in this business. You’re expected to be cheerful and carefree at all time, even when someone is being rude. Being around people all the time, constantly being nice and respectful... there’s something degrading about it. Like I am not allowed to have negative emotions. It’s really draining sometimes, I wish it was easier to an extent.”

“But you enjoy it still, after all this stuff you go through on a daily basis. Even after all the things that you’ve told me, you never wish you didn’t pursue acting.” You observed, your form leaning slightly closer. He could feel the goosebumps dotted along your flesh. Without hesitation he took off his jacket and draped it around your shoulders.

Blushing at the gesture, all you said was a soft, “Thank you.” before the two of you fell silent, gazing at the beautiful night scenery. He knew you were right. Regardless of what negativity he had in his heart, he didn’t want to be anywhere else, this was his home.

After a while of watching the stars, it had become too cold to stand outside and you both resorted to sit in the car, sunroof open to show the starry sky.

“Have you always liked watching stars?” Jackson inquired, momentarily catching your eyes before you looked back up to the stars.

“Yeah. It calmed me down when I have a bad day. Sometimes I would just drive and drive and drive to get away from the city and just look at the stars on a mountain.” You replied, giggling softly at the thought. You heard him call your name, and looking over at him, the gaze on you nearly knocked the wind out of your lungs. It was the same intense gaze, but there was something different about the way he looked at you from the last time.

He tentatively reached out, softly brushing a knuckle against your cheek before gently cradling it against his palm. “Is this okay?”

“Yes...” You whispered, unable to utter anything. This was more than okay, your stomach and heart were fluttering so much it was almost painful. It wasn’t because Jackson Wang, the action hero king, was about to kiss you. It was because Jackson Wang, the kind and gentle soul, was about kiss you.

It was a profound difference, and you weren’t sure this was a part of his charm or not. You felt fireworks burst in your heart when you felt his lips touch yours, smooth and somehow felt like home. You could smell his earthy scent, but there was also a note of something more delicate as well. And it suited him. The kiss didn’t last very long, but it was magical, something that you’ve read about and expected only in fairy tales. What Jackson said next made your heart flop.

“I... I really like you. And I’m not saying this as an actor taking advantage of you. I haven’t talked to someone like this in such a long time. You’re the first person that I was able to open up so quickly with. When I saw you that day on set, I knew there was something different about you. Even though you looked uncomfortable you did your best always. I admire that about you, so much.”

“Are you... sure?”

“I’m positive about it.” You looked down sadly, your heart racing when he cupped your face in his hands, forcing your face up to look at his eyes. “What’s wrong? Why are you sad?”

He knew what you were about to say, he could see it in your eyes, that you understood that this couldn’t happen just as much as he did. “I just... I’m going to miss you.” You mumbled finally, looking down with a sad sigh. Suddenly, you fiddled around with a bracelet on your wrist, taking it off and grabbing one of his hands to put it on.

“Here, its a bracelet that I bought for myself to absorb negative energy, but I want you to have it. I’ve had it for a long time, but I trust you with it. When it snaps, just keep it with you. I’m not sure when it will snap though, so. I’ve had it for a while now and it still hasn’t snapped, even with all the shit I’ve been through. Maybe you’ll be that person.” You smiled, thumbing over the rough leather and deciding that it suited him much better than it did you. You felt him kiss your forehead, lips lingering at the spot before you felt him smile against your temple. “Thank you. I’ll miss you.”

The two of you drove back to your hotel where he dropped you off with a kiss, and that was the last time you ever saw him in person.

As soon as you landed back home, your boss shot you a welcome back text before asking to meet her at your office. Clutching the file in your hands with the completed article, you shuffled it to your editor, who seemed to brighten up as she continued reading the piece. By the time she was finished, she was nearly bouncing in her seat. “Oh my god, [Y/N], this is amazing! This is... wow, it turned a lot better than I expected, keep up the amazing work!” You smiled, relieved that your boss loved what you did.

Later that night, you scrolled through your contacts to see Jackson’s number still in your phone. Your thumb hovered over the contact, conflicted on calling him. Maybe he’s too busy, he might’ve seen me as nothing more than an onset fling anyways... you thought sadly, as you scrolled past his number. The TV, which was just on for background noise, played a recent interview from Jackson before a certain question pricked your interest.

“I see you have a new accessory here! It looks somewhat old, did you get it from somewhere?”

You saw him smile at your bracelet fondly before replying, “It’s from someone very special to me.”

“Ohhh, a lucky lady perhaps?”

“Oh, I’d rather not say.” He replied with a wink. You smiled a little, glad that he still remembered you.

You only hoped that the two of you would meet again face to face, when you both have made peace with yourselves and were content with your respective lives. Until then, you were content with watching him from afar.

Just like you always have.

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