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msiopao · 4 years

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Apartment 205

a/n: happy one direction 10 year anniversary!!

a/n2: this could be seen as a separate imagine but you can also think of this as a part 2 of 11 o’clock! also a request so request if you want more of these! :D

pairing: jaehyun (nct) x college!reader

summary: true happiness is waking up next to the love of your life and spending the morning just drowning in his love

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it was surprising, honestly, at how late you slept in.

the alarm was coincidentally turned off and it looked like it wasn’t even set in the first place but you knew better and thought Jaehyun took it upon himself to turn off that dastardly thing. it was a yellow, old alarm clock that could’ve been found in your teenage mother’s nightstand as you refused to use your phone, soaking in and feeding your obsession with the vintage aesthetic.

the boy only hated it because of the loud ringing sound he has come accustomed to since you were, unfortunately, a struggling college student who is drowning in student debt, and the only way to swim ashore was to haul your caboose out of bed and into the coffee shop where you worked.

thank god for your wise decision to take afternoon classes.

however, today was a Sunday and that meant no school for you and your shift starts at 2 pm so you were allowed to actually sleep in to your heart’s desire. usually, you woke up at around 7 without an alarm clock but if Jae was sleeping next to you, you could easily slip into a 36-hour coma, no bathroom breaks in between.

but this time, it was only around 12 hours since you went to bed late last night.

slightly uncoordinated due to just waking up, your eyes flittered all over the place to remember who you were, where you were, and why you were here. slowly everything pieced together when you found the polaroids stuck on to your wall, remembering who you were and who was currently spooning you from behind. you sighed softly, blinking a few more times to get rid of sleep and was about to reach over for the silent clock when the arms around you tightened. his hand remained on top of your hipbone and you settled back on the bed.

the rough calloused hands of your beloved.

they were bumpy and the colorful bruises that littered all over the soft porcelain skin made you run your fingers above them, feather-like touches that made him twitch.

your fingers started fiddling with his own and despite still being asleep, his own started moving and were gladly accepting the love-filled touches that intertwined with his.

the rain has stopped beating your windows, instead letting the sunrays seep into the room through the thin slivers in between the curtains. sounds of birds chirping and the mewls of the cat that your neighbor owned echoed throughout your bedroom and the tired groans of Jaehyun bounced off the white walls. he was slowly waking up and a smile crept onto his tired face at the feeling of you playing with his hands but when he opened his eyes and found your back instead of your face, a frown replaced it.

“babe?” he croaked and you turned your head slightly, him seeing only your cheek.

“hm?”

“turn around! i want to see you!” he whined.

you giggled because this was such a common occurrence during your mornings together. although Jaehyun was already so affectionate, it increases to its maximum level when he was tired, sleepy, and overall-soft.

complying, you shifted around so you were laying on your side and facing him, slightly gasping at the adorable sight in front of you. yes, you’ve woken up next to each other countless times but it never fails to surprise you of how cute this man was.

“good morning, my little dumpling.” the nickname made a drowsy grin appear on his face and you giggled, inching closer to burrow your face into his sweater-clad chest and breathing in his natural sugar cookie smell.

“y/nnn,” he complained at the cheesy name but he would give anything to stay here in bed with you, at 11:30 in the morning on a Sunday.

you looked up at him to cup his puffed up face, “but baby, look! you’re so cute! like a little meat bun! my dumpling!”

jaehyun continued to pout but the longer he stared at your cooing grin, he broke into a smile and hugged you tighter close to him, as if you were going to disappear like the rain, before rolling you over so you were lying on top of him, on his chest.

“noo!! i want to be a man! i don’t want to be cute, i want to be handsome! sexy!” you threw your head back with a hearty laugh and scrunched your nose after seeing his furrowed eyebrows.

“no! i like you better if you’re cute! then that would ward off all the women who want you!” you childishly reasoned.

jaehyun softly flicked your forehead but you, being dramatic, winced and let out a noise of hurt. “czennies like me more if i’m cute. so that reason is invalid, debunked!”

“so if i take a picture of you right now and compare you with your stage presence to now, you’re saying they prefer this?” you challenged and he nodded.

“my czennies like me cute.”

now it was your turn to whine. “ugh, it’s so not fair that you look good either way.”

the heavenly sounds of his giggles made the pout forcefully change into a grin that matched the curve of his lips. you reached behind and lightly tugged on your phone to release it from the charger before you unlocked it and clicked on the camera app. laying it on your pillow in front of you, jaehyun’s confused features were captured into a photo and the light that illuminated from behind him made him look like a real angel.

“jae, baby, look! you’re so cute!” you squealed once you reviewed it. he groggily sat up and looked at the picture, ears turning red by embarrassment and turning into a deeper shade as he scrolled through the other pictures that were of you and him in the past.

from your spot on the bed, he remained hunched and you shuffled up to sit behind him and lightly massage his shoulders to ease some tension from dancing. your eyes flitted to the screen and you leaned over to observe his reaction, which was a soft smile.

the smile that decorated his face combined with the dimples that accompanied them made your heart beat faster and heat traveled to your cheeks. to stifle the squeal from escaping your lips, you hurriedly buried your face into his neck but small giggles and soft kisses was the other way to release the fangirling.

you might be dating the real thing but you’re still his fangirl.

“hm, i don’t remember you taking this picture,” he mused. this garnered your attention to shift back to your phone and you felt that anxiety as if you were just caught doing something bad.

the picture was of him, around 2 weeks ago, just lounging on your couch and reading a book with glasses while the tall lamp illuminated his face rather than the pages of the book.

you hurriedly snatched it and clutched the phone close to your chest to try and hide the other candid pictures you took without him knowing. jaehyun chuckled and made a move to grab it again but you backed away towards the headboard of the bed, giggling and shrieking when he lunged at you and trapped you in his arms.

“don’t be shy, lovely. i want to see more!” you shook your head furiously and got louder as his fingers grazed over your sides, hoping that tickling you would loosen your grip on the device.

“jae! i swear-! stop!” he cackled when he finally found an opening and wrenched the phone from your hands.

he zoomed to the end of the bed and as much as you would like to tackle him, you were so winded that you stayed laying on the bed, panting and trying to catch your breath.

“y/n, darling, lovie, come here for a second,” he softly said and you sighed before hoisting yourself to crawl to him.

jaehyun pointed to the mirror in front of your bed and you understood, knowing he wanted to take mirror selfies with you.

none were those sexy instagram couple pictures you’d see if you looked up that ‘#couplegoals’.

instead, they were filled with jaehyun kissing y/n in the cheek, her doing the same thing to him, soft smiles, mid-laughs that were captured when one of them accidentally clicked the button.

nearly 400 pictures served as evidence of this lazy morning that were filled with the sleepy giggles and laughs from jaehyun and y/n.

not jaehyun from nct.

not y/n from seoul national university.

just jaehyun and y/n from apartment 205.

“jesus, jae. we took more pictures in the span of an hour than we have this past year.” you mumbled as you looked at wacky faces you both had on at the 345th picture.

“it’s worth it. and-” he hesitated.

“hm?” you asked and turned to look at him to see him with those eyes.

the eyes that oozed with love for you.

“it’s not fair that you have all of these pictures of us so i wanted some too,” he stated. “i’m about to go on tour soon and i want to see our memories while i’m away from you.”

if he said that earlier in the morning, you would’ve bursted into tears by the overflowing amount of love you were feeling at this current moment. without a word, you jumped to his lap and wrapped your arms around him, squeezing him and tightly hanging on to him. his arms wrapped itself around your waist and jaehyun snuggled into your neck with his fingers tracing different shapes at your back.

but you were able to cipher some of them.

i love you.

first, in korean, then, in english.

“i love you,” he mumbled. “i love you more than anything in this world. you are the most loved person to ever exist and it’s all from me.”

you giggled at his ear, “hm, i don’t think so. i could rival that with my love for you.”

the teasing tone from your voice made him detach from your neck and look at your smirking face, if possible, squeezing you even more. “not true. i will shower you with as much love as possible everyday and that should add up for you to be the most loved by the end of your lifetime.”

“so, you’ll love me until i die?”

“i will. until the end.”

the gargling of his stomach made you both begrudgingly leave the bed and stumble to the kitchen so you could cook something. initially, you wanted to just order take-out but after jaehyun’s pleadings of cooking bonding time, you gave in.

and you quote, “if we bond more, that counts as me showering you with love so cooking with you allows me to increase my love meter for you.”

he was in charge of making the pancakes while you were tasked with the eggs and the bacon. after living in korea for a while, you have been trying to eat as much western as you could and if it meant cooking it yourself, you would.

the radio that was on top of the counter by the stove filled the silence with the indie artists that were hidden in the korean music industry. their lo-fi hits were constantly played in your apartment and even jaehyun has created a playlist full of the songs you both danced to in the buttcrack of the morning.

your hips moved to the beat as you waited for the bacon to cook and jaehyun’s eyes trailed over to your wiggling form causing him to abandon his whisking to situate behind you. feeling his hands on your waist made you look up and flash him a grin.

he laughed before taking your hand to move you both to the middle of the kitchen where he was able to freely twirl you around and dance with you in his arms. softly singing along, jaehyun managed to make you forget about the burning bacon and focus on the true happiness he was showing right now.

unfortunately, due to his constantly busy schedule, he has forgotten the joy of living his life so he hasn’t been able to be this happy for a while. but the simple moment of you both just dancing and spinning around while stepping on his toes reminded him of why you were the one for him.

you reminded him of happiness.

jaehyun could imagine you both in the future, still dancing and cooking together in the morning, but with a few additions that danced along with you and some being held in your arms, giggling as their parents sang loudly to the songs from the radio.

he couldn’t wait.

oh, he couldn’t wait.

“oh my god, jae! the bacon!”

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msiopao · 4 years

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hey! i noticed you liked haikyuu and was wondering if you'd make scenarios about them as well?

hmmm,,, should i? i would probably have to make another blog about it though but I totally want to start one ;)

what do you guys think?

#haikyuu #anime #haikyuu imagines #haikyuu x reader

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msiopao · 4 years

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Hiii!! I loved the piece you did for jaehyun and I was wondering if you’re open for requests?

YES! in addition to being an extra oc blog, I am now open for requests for other members or other groups!!

#kpop #requests #kpop imagines

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msiopao · 4 years

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i found your tumblr randomly and you don't know how much i screamed when i saw your bio bc (1.) i am also a scorpio, (2.) people online call/know me as M, (3.) people irl call me siopao. anyways, i started reading a few of your works and they're really good! i hope to see more of them!

YYAAASSSS!!! A SISTER FROM ANOTHER DIMENSION!! i’m a november baby, my name starts with m, and i have an unhealthy obsession with siopao 😂 aww thank you and hope you like my future imaginess!!!!

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msiopao · 4 years

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hey! congrats on 100!!❤️ You can do this anytime you want of course but i wanted to request a scenario or like a short blurb with Jaehyun from nct if you stan 🥺 Something based on the song “Subside” by Eloise? Thank you in advance!

thank you so much!!! and yes, i stan!!! been a stan since rookie era and we love our boy :( this song is exquisite and it’s freaking great! just finished it and hope you like the scenario!! :D

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msiopao · 4 years

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11 O’Clock

a/n: this is a stand alone oneshot that was requested in honor of the 100 milestone event and i must say, i’m really feeling the aesthetic of the song this request is related to. it’s a songfic from Subside by Eloise and i listened to the song while i wrote this ;) Thanks for requesting and enjoy this imagine!!

pairing: jaehyun (nct) x college!reader

summary: you still can’t believe you were lucky enough to have the heart of a boy named jaehyun

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It must’ve been a few hours since the rain started getting harder.

With the clock ticking peacefully on the wall, the longer hand almost reached ‘12’ to signify the arrival of 11 o’clock. The space of your apartment was filled with the low volume of some song from your record player that tempted you to sleep but the boy in your thoughts prevented you from doing so. To others, they were already snuggled in the covers on the bed with sleep on their way to pick them up to dreamland while to some, like her, were staying up for their beloved to come home so they could catch their own personal train together.

The sound of something being inserted in your door unconsciously placed a smile on your face as you continued to sip on the now-cold coffee. Nonetheless, the heat from the fireplace was still enough to keep you warm despite the chill liquid in your cup but there was still something missing.

That warm feeling of home.

Jaehyun stepped into the apartment and placed his shoes neatly by the door before walking down the small hallway that eventually led to the living room, where you were situated on the sofa with a blanket around your shoulders. He appeared in your peripheral vision and there it was.

That ridiculous warm feeling of home.

Your home.

Heat ignites in your chest as his soft dark brown orbs meet your own, creating a rush through your veins and happiness and comfort at the sight of him just being there in your presence. Your eyes ran through every wrinkle to every eye bag as they were visible from the lack of makeup to hide the imperfections that were nothing but that. It was obvious he was tired, worn out form the hours of dance practice for the upcoming comeback, but he was still the same sunshine you’ve grown accustomed to.

The sun god, Helios.

And he was exactly that.

A god.

With exceptional beauty that rivaled his birthday mate, Eros, he was truly so beautiful that you always get so baffled and overwhelmed by the beauty one man had. So you took every opportunity to engrave the face of Jeong Jaehyun, your own god.

And he loved you, a mere mortal.

If you could, you would’ve stared at each other, happiness swirling in your eyes, for eternity. But it was cut short in a span of seconds.

“Hey,” he whispered with a grin.

“Hi,” you replied with a smile of your own. “You must’ve had a hard day. You hungry?”

Jaehyun shook his head, “Nah, already ate. But I’ll get some water.”

You nodded and went back to drinking your own drink but still took glances of your boyfriend from the kitchen since the living room was connected to the kitchen. His now blue hair was illuminated by the fridge light and you giggled when he was startled by the brightness and backed his face away, scrunching it up in the process.

“how was practice?” you asked.

“Donghyuck almost sprained that damn ankle again. I keep telling him to be careful and take it slow but I think he doesn’t want to fall behind.” There was a hint of irritation in his voice but you were sure it was because he cared for the younger and despite the accident being a while ago, he still feared for it to happen again.

“He’s a hard-worker, Jae. Dongie wants to be the best and he will stop at nothing to improve but he’s become cautious now. I trust him, don’t you?”

Being Johnny’s friend and Jaehyun’s girlfriend meant you were instinctually the Dreamies mother-figure as you dropped by to check up on them when you go and visit Jaehyun during practice.

“Yea, I trust him but you can never be too cautious, you know?” Jaehyun still rummaged through the fridge and you continued to watch his face being illuminated and then, those thoughts began to re-surface.

The thoughts of being so lucky.

The thoughts of being so grateful.

Originally, you were a friend of Johnny’s who visited him in Korea from Chicago when he was still a rookie. Naturally, he introduced you to his group and you were so confused at the amount of handsome that little room had as it was more than you’ve ever seen in an entire city. Despite the handsome faces, you were immediately drawn to the boy with the honey-colored hair and the smile with the dimples.

Now thinking you were desperate and an embarrassment, you nagged at Johnny to help you be friends with this boy, ‘Jaehyun’, and when he finally let you two be acquainted, you were ashamed to be admit of how shallow you were.

Sure, you were going to be honest that his face was initially what drew you to him but now, you would’ve preferred his personality over that. Yes, his appearance still counted but only by 10% as the rest was made up of the traits and quirks he has like his dorky moments or the way he sometimes hogs the blanket all to himself.

That was why you loved Jeong Jaehyun so much.

Another wave of realization made you place the cup on the coffee table and stand up to walk over to the kitchen where Jaehyun was leaning on the counter, finally drinking his water. Your soft footsteps with your socks padded on the floor and his eyes watched you as you got closer to him, eventually stopping in front of Jaehyun.

“Hey baby,” he smiled and you returned with a grin, hands cupping his face. The eyes you loved so much were scrunched into tiny moon crescents and you moved your fingers to the back of his neck where they felt the baby hairs at the base of his neck.

By instinct, Jaehyun’s hands gently put the bottle on the counter and held your waist, exactly to the spot where they frequented. His fingertips found solace in the curves and you both knew they were exactly where they were meant to be.

He pulled you to the middle of the kitchen where he swayed you both to the sound of the music, still unknown and unfamiliar to your ears. But that didn’t matter because you were listening to your own music, one that was so familiar to you as it was the last thing you hear before you fall asleep.

His heartbeat.

Your head remains snuggled on his chest, on top of where his heart was, while his chin was rested on yours, eyes closed to the feeling of your hands running through his hair. The movement of simple swaying made all the stress and tension in his body and mind disappear as if they weren’t even there in the first place.

“you don’t have to always stay up, you know?” he mumbled, slightly drunk to the euphoric atmosphere.

“but it becomes worth it if we get to do this,” you replied.

it wasn’t exactly a lie, but it wasn’t the whole truth either. In all honesty, you are now struggling with sleeping alone because you were accustomed to having the warmth of your lover by your side to help you sleep. whenever he had to stay in the dorm, your room was filled with sounds of tossing and turning as your brain refused to turn off and you felt more energized in that moment than you did the whole day.

but you weren’t going to tell him that because of how easily Jaehyun got concerned about topics like that, especially since it affected your health.

“don’t you have morning classes tomorrow?” that question made you sigh but you puffed your cheeks in denial.

“that doesn’t matter. sleep is for the weak.”

He moved his head away from yours and used a finger to raise your chin so you could meet his eyes. But he giggled when you looked to the side and the adorable way your lips shaped into a pout while your cheeks reminded him of marshmallows.

“let’s go to bed, darling.”

....

it didn’t take much for him to convince you to lay under the covers but all he wanted was for you to be snuggled next to him as you rested your head on his chest and watch the way you rose up and down to his breathing.

with leftover adrenaline from practice, jaehyun wasn’t able to sleep either so that left the two of you just laying there in silence with his fingers running through your hair, not talking, just listening to the soft taps on the window from the raindrops.

however, you feel a lingering stare at you and you look up to be met with his coffee-colored eyes, staring at you dazedly. the attention made heat rush through your body as your heart starts to beat faster and you get flustered because he’s unashamedly staring at you and you felt so small under that loving gaze.

you quickly turn away from his gaze and ask, “what?”

that adorable smile that could only belong to Jeong Jaehyun returned but this time, his eyes were visible to show the increased amount of pure happiness that could easily be seen even in the Moon.

He smiles, dimples and all, “I love you. Thank you for everything.”

Even though they’ve exchanged their words of love so many times, more than a dozen a day, it still never fails to give her goosebumps and when she looks up to meet his eyes once again, the rapid beating of her heart significantly decreases and slowly matches itself to the beating of his own.

....

“every time your eyes meet mine, i come alive my heart subsides”

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msiopao · 4 years

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100 milestone!!

OMGOMGOMGOMGOMG LUVS! WE’RE AT 106 NOW!!! WHAT?! OMGOMG THAT SO AMAZING!!! ITS ONLY BEEN LIKE 3 MONTHS AND WE’RE ALREADY HERE!!! AAA IM SO HAPPY!!!!!

THANKS YOU GUYS SO MUCH!!!!!

YOU GUYS CAN REQUEST ANY SCENARIO YOU WANT FOR ANY OF THE ADDITIONAL MEMBERS OR QUESTIONS YOU HAVE AND I WILL WRITE WHATEVER YOU WANT!!

i really want to do something to thank you guys for the 100 milestone but i dont know what to do so tell me what yall want me to write and i will do it!! its the least i could do :D

HAVE A GOOD DAY AND MAY WE CELEBRATE MORE MILESTONES TOGETHER!!!

#bts #kpop #milestone #msiopao #nct #ateez #additional member #bts a #nct dream au #ateez au #girl member

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msiopao · 4 years

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The One With Koo Koo’s Little Munchkin

pairing: jungkook x nobi (ft. uncle bangtan)

summary: nobi’s brother lets her babysit her niece but her and jungkook don’t really know how to take care of a baby

if she was warned of the disaster and the regret that would happen later, nobi would’ve never let that baby enter her home.

it all started when kazuki, her older brother, needed someone to look after his daughter since him and his wife were going overseas for a week-long medical conference. unfortunately, the grandparents were also out of the country since the youngest child, maiya, had a chess tournament in China and needed her guardians.

that only left him with his other sister, sakura, or most commonly known to the world as Nobi of BTS.

with the ring of cellphone and the familiar ringtone dedicated just for her oldest sibling, nobi placed the washing gloves down and retrieved the phone that was on the counter to squish it between her ear and shoulder.

“welcome to chili’s, how may I help you?”

a burst of laughter from the other side caused a smile on her face. “table for 4, please!”

she froze, “WHAT!? HANA IS PREGNANT!? AGAIN!?”

“WHAT!? NO! IT’S FOR THE DOG! WOONGIE THE DOGGIE!”

a relieved sigh passed through her, “dear asahi, please don’t scare me like that again.”

“i mean... my favor might?”

with that sentence, nobi should’ve declined and hung up without a second thought. but as the loving and dependable little sister she was, she pressed farther and asked what for.

“you see... hana and i need to go to germany for some conference and we can’t take nanako since we’ll be in workshops all day. ma and pa are with maiya in China for chess so it only leaves you.”

“wOW, i’M the lAST rESoRt?!” An outraged yell from her caught the attention of jin, jungkook, and jimin, who were lounging in the living room.

“please, kura,” he begged and she sighed. “you love nanako, don’t you? besides! jungkook’s there and i trust him, so you have someone for help!”

“i haven’t even seen the kid since she was born not even a year ago. and jungkook’s a man-child.”

“but you still like her. and him.”

“eh, if she’s 50% of you then maybe i don’t. and he’s a handful already so adding an actual baby will be a pain.”

“kura! please!”

the loud voice from her sister-in-law made her cringe and back her ear away. jungkook is familiar with the voices in her phone since he roomed with her and she called her brother and his wife often.

“please take care of nanako!” she yelled and hung up, not even giving nobi time to protest.

nobi cursed under her breath and finished putting the last plate on the rack before wiping her hands and walking over to join the rest. jungkook scooted to the side so she could sit next to him and she curled up on his side since he opened up his right arm.

“what’s up?” jin asked as he placed an UNO wild card on the table during the heated match the boys had.

“kazuki wants me to take care of his brat,” she complained. “didn’t even give me any say in it.”

“ah, it’s okay! jin-hyung knows how to take care of them!” jimin reassured, not looking up from his 5 cards.

“um, not really?” the oldest asked unsurely.

“how old is the kid?”

“she’s turning one in 5 months.”

“aren’t you happy kazuki finally settled down, though?” hobi’s question made her shrug.

“i mean, the parents have been bugging him since he turned 23 to find a girlfriend. the guy married his first ever girlfriend and had a kid with her!” she exclaimed. “to be honest, i really thought he was paying her to act as his lover but apparently not!”

“can you imagine being so desperate to buy a fake girlfriend?” yoongi mumbled making her laugh.

“use that one,” nobi nudged yoongi with her toe pointing to the card. “also, jin-hyung didn’t change any of our diapers.”

“but wouldn’t a baby be easier than raising 4 teenagers?” namjoon said and nobi looked up from jungkook’s chest.

“well, i guess it won’t be that bad if i have help.”

“speak for yourself,” yoongi mumbled to which she playfully jabbed his side.

“anyways. if their kid goes missing, it’s not my fault because i was forced in this situation.”

jungkook tightened his arm around her. “think of this as a trial-run, bub. since you never took care of your sister, you don’t really know if you’re good with kids or not. maybe you’re like the ultimate mother master.”

she giggled, “nah. suffering 9 months for a demon and being responsible for it for 18 more years? can’t even handle myself.”

...

true to her word, nobi really can’t look after herself, much less with a kid. the doorbell rang meaning they were outside and had the little demon to take care of waiting. she tripped over some of kook’s shoes on the floor and she stubbed her toe against the door frame in a hurry to answer the door.

when kazuki dropped off his baby girl, nobi begrudgingly took the carrier from hana’s hands and snarled when kazuki sent an victorious smile.

“it’s only for 7 days, kura.”

“you know what could happen in those 7 days?! anything can happen in that time period! i wrote an entire album in a week! what’s to say i won’t do something to the brat!” her whines made kazuki roll his eyes before thumping her on the forehead.

“you big dummy,” he mused. “it’ll be fine. besides, hana put in about 7 pages of instructions there for you just in case.” she followed his finger that was pointing to the bag on her arm.

“honestly, are you my brother?” she asked, irritated. “since when do you see me reading instructions?”

“when you’re handling a tiny human and you won’t have anyone there to help you. that’s when.”

the boys were huddled around the carrier in the middle of the parlor, absolutely smitten with chubby cheeks of the baby and the little puffs of air she let out. sleep was heavy on her and her tiny fist clenched the baby blue blanket that her mother knitted her.

nobi was sorting out the baby powder and the nappies at the kitchen while jungkook squeezed some of the milk on his arm to test the temperature. he had assembled a crib in their room earlier and she placed all of the clothes into an emptied drawer that used to house her socks.

“sakura! how could you hate this little angel?!” jin squealed.

“hyung! too loud!” jungkook chided and nobi laughed.

“she looks too much like maiya.” her answer didn’t reach the others ears since no one reacted. she leaned her hip against the island and crossed her arm, amused and watching the boys get hypnotized by nanako.

“can you believe a little munchkin, not even a year old, has all the members of bangtan wrapped around her tiny finger?” jungkook asked from behind her, resting his chin on her shoulder.

nobi leaned against his chest, “well, the guys love kids in general. even she has yoongi-hyung’s attention, the attention that is reserved only for his baby Holly.”

jimin saw nanako flutter her tiny eyes open and watched it widen at the sight of 6 unfamiliar faces. she must’ve been frightened at the foreign surrounding and the lack of her mother and father only added to the fear. soon, her wails filled the previously quiet dorm and the boys panicked.

“oi! eomma! appa! your baby is crying!” tae shouted and nobi rushed over from the nappies, kneeling quickly and hovering over the carrier.

“hello, darling,” she cooed. “have a nice nap?” nanako didn’t respond but her cries did quiet down a bit, blinking up at the familiar-looking person. nobi picked her up and placed her on her arms, fingers gently touching her cheeks.

jungkook came over with the ready bottle of milk and handed it to her so she could feed the baby. “here.”

the boys watched the 2 peer down at the suckling baby and they snapped up when someone’s camera shutter and camera flash went off. taehyung had his old camera, jin had his polaroid, while namjoon had his phone up, all with wide eyes as if they were just caught.

“oi! nanako is feeding!” jungkook scolded causing nobi and the others to laugh.

“wah, it’s like we’re looking into the future!” hobi whispered, shocked at the sight in front of him.

“joonie, look! our babies with their baby!”

nanako continued to feed, eventually finishing her entire bottle, and nobi passed her off to jungkook so he could burp her while she washes the bottle for the next feed.

the guys shared a look and they grinned, relieved that taking care of this baby wasn’t going to be as bad as they thought.

...

eyebags and wrinkles were making their home in the faces of nobi and jungkook, victims of her irregular sleeping schedule. it was only the third day and her second night with them was the roughest time they’ve went through in a while.

jungkook was slumped over at the dining table, sleeping and breakfast shoved to the side, and nobi was clutching her coffee cup and seemed to be sleeping with her eyes wide open.

jin and namjoon were observing them with concern since they too were woken up by the loud cries of the child and they know the maknaes haven’t had a good sleep since the first night.

“kura?” jin poked her at the shoulder but received no response. “sakura?”

she jolted, wildly looking around as if she didn’t know where she was. “huh?”

her sudden movement woke jungkook up and he also looked out of sorts, eyes suddenly going wide. “the baby!”

“the baby!” nobi echoed before shooting up to stand but a hand stopped her.

“sshh,” namjoon soothed. “taehyung and jimin washed her already and are changing her right now. don’t worry, hoseok’s there with them.”

similar fatigue-laced eyes settled on the oldest and the leader as they sat back down, confusion and alarm slowly disappearing. jungkook groaned and started to slump over to go back to sleep but shot up when he heard the giggles from the devil herself.

“appa! nanako is here!” tae said in a child-like voice, carrying nanako with jimin and hobi trailing behind him.. “nanako is clean!” nanako saw jungkook and nobi and immediately wiggled to go to her temporary parents.

“nanako wants to see eomma!” jimin followed but nobi immediately shook her head.

“no!” she expressed, back away from the baby.

“aw, why?” tae pouted but smiled again when jungkook outstretched his arms.

“come here, my little munchkin,” he grunted. nanako found solace in his arms and she laid her head on his chest, as if she was listening to his steady heartbeat with her eyes closed.

nobi observed the girl’s calm behavior, slightly leaning forward to get a better look. “if only she was this peaceful last night.”

“hm, this is what parenthood is like, kids.” yoongi’s comment made the rest shiver.

“when was the last time you both slept longer than 3 hours?” jin asked as the amount of times he heard walking in their room was concerning.

“the night before she got here,” jungkook answered.

“well, you’re lucky she’s only here for a week. next week, we have a meeting with Bang and we might start choreography classes then. it’s good that we won’t have a baby in tow.”

everyone nodded at namjoon and at the mention of the meeting, hobi and yoongi dispersed to leave to their studios while the 95-liners were leaving to go to the gym to prepare their bodies for the grueling dances. namjoon was accompanying jin to the grocery store so it left the maknaes and the baby at home with no one else.

thankfully, the child was starting to fall asleep and nobi noticed jungkook fighting to keep his eyes open.

“come on, let’s go to bed.” her suggestion sparked a little life in jungkook and he carefully carried nanako to their bedroom where they could all get comfortable.

within seconds, nanako fell asleep and with the rise and fall of jungkook’s chest combined with his heartbeat made her slip into dreamworld quickly. jungkook was already snoring by the time nobi laid next to him and she hummed in content, happy that she was able to finally sleep.

...

their days continued on like that.

being fortunate enough to be on break, jungkook and nobi were able to sleep whenever they wanted since they were usually kept up by the energy that nanako only released at nighttime.

but they weren’t the only ones suffering.

it was now clear that the lungs that sakura had was genetic as it also transferred over to her niece by the way she belted her cries, the boys jokingly singing along to it (cue bretman rock). at night, they have created ways to block out her cries like sleeping with airpods plugged in or on jimin and hoseok’s case, leaving for 3 nights to sleep in a hotel since their room was right next door.

however, tonight was especially bad.

nanako refused to drink her milk, instead crying and screaming the entire time she was awake. when she did sleep, she would eventually wake herself up and start the entire cycle again. nobi was getting worried because she only had 1 bottle of milk today and she didn’t want to be held or touched by anyone.

combined with the worry and the sleep deprivation, nobi was in tears, sobbing on the floor next to nanako’s crib, who was also crying, so together they had a crying session. everyone else was busy, even jungkook since he joined the others in the gym, so she was left to fend for herself and the baby wasn’t helping by refusing to take in any milk.

“nanako, please,” she begged. “one bottle, hm? just one bottle.”

nanako shook her head and cried louder making sakura wail more. maybe it wasn’t the ideal situation or the ideal move but nobi didn’t know what to do because she’s never taken cared of a baby before. initially, she called her brother to figure out how to solve the problem but neither of them were answering and the booklet had nothing on there on how to get her to drink.

honestly, of all things, that should be in there.

the two girls were so busy having their sobbing match that they completely missed the front door and jungkook’s greeting. the boy was in shock at the sight of nobi clutching the crib with nanako inside while they both cried their eyes out.

“bub,” he whispered before grabbing her to his arms.

“i don’t know why she won’t drink, kook. and i’m so tired,” she wailed and cried harder.

jungkook racked his brain on what to do until settling on a decision. “tell you what. go to bed and plug your airpods in so you could sleep while i take care of nanako.”

nobi started to protest because she knew he needed sleep too but he waved her off. the feeling of the plushness of her bed was so foreign to her now since she rarely had time to sleep on it and relish in the comfort. the loud lo-fi music drowned out the screams and wails of the baby, allowing her to finally slip into her own dreamland.

it was only about 2 hours that she woke up and she cursed, fearing that she has so suddenly created a new maternal sense in a span of 5 days.quickly sitting up, the panic in her chest soothed when she saw an empty bottle on the dresser and jungkook swaying with nanako cradled on his arms, sleeping. she gently pried the earbuds out of her ears and smiled softly at jungkook’s quiet singing, feeling relaxed herself.

“go to sleep, my little munchkin,” he whispered. “koo koo will be here when you wake up. i promise.”

nobi closed her eyes in gratitude and forced down a scream of gratitude to the lord and savior, god almighty, that nanako has eaten and finally fallen asleep. and jungkook was here.

jungkook noticed her rising figure and he sat down next to her, still cradling the baby.

“morning,” she grinned to which he returned. “how was she?”

“well, took a while to convince her to eat but she did and she just fell asleep.”

“you’ll be a great father someday, koo koo.” jungkook bashfully looked away to hide the smile that threatened to escape.

“nah, i just communicate with children better.”

“do you want a baby girl? or a baby boy?”

a moment of thinking caused silence until he answered, “doesn’t matter. as long as i have my family.”

if she didn’t grow up with jungkook and didn’t see through his puberty and awkward and ugly moments, nobi might’ve just busted out a ring and married him then and there.

...

kazuki and hana were amused at the smiling face of the usually shy jungkook and the anger and irritation that radiated off of the girl beside him. the father gently took hold of his daughter from jungkook’s arms and she giggled, seemingly happy to see her father again.

hana placed a hand on nobi’s arm and squeezed in gratitude. “thank you so much, kura.”

nobi had no energy left in her to lie a smile so she sighed. “you’re really welcome. but she’s a handful. she kinda reminds me of maiya.”

kazuki laughed at the mention of their youngest sister. “you stayed with grandmother for a year because you hated her crying.”

“exactly.”

“she was really nice, hyung.” jungkook reassured the man. “loud, but sweet.”

“then she should be over any time, right?”

“during the day, yes.” but she made a cross with her arms. “but nighttime, is no no.”

“either way, thank you so much, sakura, jungkook-ssi.” hana gratefully said and the family finally moved to leave.

nanako, who had her head on her father’s shoulder, turned to peak at the two who were slowly getting farther away and raised a wobbly hand as if saying her good-byes.

“bye bye, my little munchkin!” jungkook yelled and she giggled, flapping her arms.

when they were out of sight, nobi sighed and felt the relief flowing through her veins.

“she’s an absolute adorable little baby. but if i have to spend another night with her, i will lose it.”

jungkook laughed and wrapped an arm around her shoulders to pull her closer.

“again, it’s to prepare for the future, right? because i really want a munchkin of my own.”

a/n: don’t be silly, wrap your willy

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more drunk nobi bls and thanks

i mean,, ive never been drunk before so i’m not really sure how to be drunk but i’ll try my best!!!! :”)

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The One When They Were Going to be Okay

a/n: this contains sensitive topics like depression and self-harm so i have placed a cut under the summary for those who are uncomfortable to read about this. just remember that although i don’t know who you are, you can always talk to me if you need an ear and i’ll listen because you’re not alone.

pairing: nobi x yoongi

summary: the cracks that couldn’t be mended by glue shows through and gives her enough reason to believe no matter what she does, she’ll never be whole again

Crumbling and crying.

Screaming and drowning.

Kicking and flailing.

Lifeless.

There was nothing in the bathroom to get that feeling of emptiness and numbness to disappear, instead increasing the anxiety and the pain.

Dried tear tracks on her sullen cheeks with her red eyes made it evident that she was crumbling apart. No matter how many times she’s hidden behind the persona of the strong warrior queen, the sting and the words of nobodys could do more damage to her than the physical touch of the blade or the lighter.

i want to feel better.

i want to be better.

i want to be happy again.

i want to be me again.

As she laid her head on the edge of the tub, the water that submerged her body from her toes to her neck became chilly cold, in contrast to the warm and hot feeling that helped her relax. She didn’t mind that the bottom part of her hair was wet since the bun was supported by the porcelain edge. Her breathing turned from shallow to hurried due to the arrival of another wave of tears that rippled through her body.

That familiar burning sensation from the back of her throat that was similar to the same feeling of her chest setting itself on fire.

Nobi placed a hand over her mouth to muffle the sobs and screams that she failed to contain earlier. She wheezed and hiccuped near the end of the breakdown and her eyes closed to put herself in her safe space.

But then like other things, it became her nightmare.

“Please, stop it.”

A whisper that echoed throughout the bathroom and signified that there was actually a person there. A breathing, moving human being. But another sob shook her body and she hurriedly pressed her knees against her chest to try and make herself as small as possible.

What she would do to fade into the background and become no one.

She was so greedy when she was younger. Everything she believed in, everything she stood for, she knew it was because she just wanted to be noticed for once. To be known for being this amazing and talented person that everyone loved and looked up to.

God, it felt like a dream.

If only her teenage self could see her form right now, pathetically crying on the bathtub, not minding that her movements caused the water to ripple and some even splashing to the cold white tiles.

“Nobi,” a quiet voice from the other side knocked on the door. “Are you.... Is everything... All right?”

She was too afraid to answer, in fear that she would scream and shout so she kept silent, breathing softly through her mouth and not through her stuffy nose. If she did, it would be obvious with her sniffles that she was crying in the room and despite being so helpless right now, she would do everything she can to conceal the tears that ran down her lifeless skin.

“Sakura, can I come in?” Yoongi knew that Nobi usually doesn’t lock the bathroom door as she trusted them enough. Of course, they respected her and still knocked and asked permission to enter if they absolutely needed to go in the bathroom.

She took a deep breath before hoarsely telling him the okay. Inside, Yoongi was relieved that she was underwater enough that he wasn’t able to see anything and he slid to the ground, sitting against the door. Nobi wouldn’t even meet his eyes, opting at looking at the light above the marble sink and mirror.

“What now?” Her voice startled him and he saw her eyes drift over to him.

They were red and it was plain as day as to what she was doing in the room for nearly 2 hours.

He let out a nervous chuckle, running a hand through his hair. “You want me to be honest with you, kid? I don’t know.”

Nobi expected that answer.

A soft yet pained smile crossed her face and their brief eye contact made yoongi feel off. Then she settled back to her spot, instead looking up at the ceiling.

“We crossed off everything in our list. Millionaires, awards, America... We got everything we wanted.” She grimaced and tears built up in her eyes causing her to awkwardly laugh as her attempt to wave it off. “But why.... Why do I feel like.... like everything.... All of this.... Like all of this isn’t worth it?”

Yoongi remained silent, knowing and sharing the same feelings she had right now. Currently, the group was having a hard time processing everything and the overwhelming pressure and sensation was slowly breaking them down.

“Hyung, am I greedy?” He resisted the urge to crawl over and cradle her head against his chest and hold her close as he whispered sweet-nothings into her ears. “Am I greedy for wanting to live a normal life when I clearly chose this path for myself? Am I greedy for wanting more? Like privacy? Or stability?”

Yoongi stood up and moved to the spot beside the bathtub, holding her hand close. She moved to the edge and rested her head on the arms that were crossed on top of the edge of the tub. He played with the fingers that once were so eager to reach, or even just touch, success. Now it’s frail, calloused, evidence of the long nights in the studio as she sat in front of her computer, typing and erasing possible lyrics for new songs.

“In our world, there is no such thing as that,” he whispered. “The only thing we can do is fight and push on through.”

“Some sasaengs almost got Jungkook and I on an accident earlier,” she revealed. “He tried to get them off of our tail and sped as fast as he could down the highway but they were so persistent. There was one car on our left, another on the right, and one more behind.” Her eyes scrunched shut, leftover fear still making her tremble at the slightest. “Of course we’ve been tailed before, but I was so scared. I was so scared that something bad might happen. We’ve had so much luck and I wondered if we’ve used it all up that we’ll have nothing but suffering left.”

While his hand held hers, the other clenched on his lap. He was so angry that she felt so unsafe and so scared just because they needed to get some food. A normal person shouldn’t feel like they’re going to die or be terrified that that would be their last few minutes on Earth. It was so cruel that despite the hardships they went through, it seemed like all of this wasn’t enough to amount to the tears and worry they’ve expressed.

“Yes, we used luck and we bargained everything we had for this but in the end, it’s not about the money, the fame, or the attention anymore, Sakura. It’s about the family we’ve built and the lives we’ve changed. I don’t think it’s wise on wondering if you’re a selfish person for wanting such a normal aspect of life. Unfortunately, that was one of the things we gambled away.”

A silence befell on them and she turned her head to the side and rested it on her right arm. Her left hand held Yoongi’s and she kissed his knuckles before leaning against them. Yoongi chuckled before cupping her cheek and she instinctively leaned against his warm touch.

To the world he was some scary rapper who wasn’t afraid to point out the wrongness of society. But to her, he was the one who stayed up with her those nights when she was too scared to sleep, afraid that she would never wake up again.

yoongi was the member who knew her best regarding her depression and he was the only one who could truly make her feel safe enough to speak what was in her mind. From her darkest fears to her biggest worries, it was just something about him that compelled her to open her mouth and let it all out.

Maybe it was magic.

“It feels like all of this is a dream,” she whispered, a fresh wave of tears building up.

his eyes widened in shock because he hasn’t seen nobi cry this much before. opting to hide her emotions and the pain behind closed doors, the only time he saw her cry so badly was when she received that phone call from her parents, practically disowning her for pushing away her studies for a stupid goal.

“A dream that is slowly falling apart.”

The fights amongst the members have increased a terrible amount and after her heated argument with Jungkook, she ran for solace into their bathroom to soak in the warm water. The members stayed away from that room and when she bolted out and into the bathroom, they heard the water running and she was taking a bath to help ease her mind.

Yoongi has been there since the beginning and he helped raise her to be the person she was today. Of course, he knew why she opts to surround herself in the water because it reminds her of her younger days when she lived beside the beach.

The water reminds her of her mind. when it is troubled and turbulent, it becomes difficult to see and reason. but when it’s calm, it becomes clear and easy to find her reflection.

and her reflection is the one thing she needs to realize that in the end of the day, she’s always going to be asami sakura and not bangtan’s girl member or bangtan’s whore.

her name is asami sakura and she was born by the ocean in Osaka, Japan during november 7, 1996 at 3:15:06 am.

“but after reality sets in, i’m still going to be me. and i hate that.”

yoongi felt tears sliding down his porcelain face at the sight of her breaking and falling apart all over again. as if 4 years of hardwork of gluing the cracked pieces back together, it shattered in a span of 4 minutes.

“sakura-”

“you see it too, right? everytime i look down, i see the lines and the scars that remind me of how much of an ugly and terrible person i am inside,” she cried. “for years i thought that i was strong and i thought i was winning every battle but i surrendered immediately the moment i met my greatest enemy: myself.”

he softly grabbed her arm and ran his fingers over the fading, yet prominent, lines. “no, love, no.” his voice cracked seeing her scrunched up face with tears that flowed endlessly. “these scars-this is not ugly. these are,,, these are your battle wounds, sakura.”

her breaths became ragged in an attempt to calm herself down as he continued, “your battle scars after the fight for your freedom and you won, love. these jagged lines show that you had the will to survive and this is part of the reason why you’re like this today. you fought so bravely and i’m so proud of you, nobi.”

she sobbed and she placed a hand on top of his, squeezing it hard. “i’m sorry, yoongi. i’m so sorry.”

“what are you sorry for?” he asked. “if anything, we should be sorry because these were your cries for help and the boys and i took a while to hear you. but we did and we ran to fight with you and alongside you because family doesn’t leave one behind.

you never give up on family.”

“so we’ll be okay?” her whisper of a question seemed ridiculous at first after the intense thoughts and emotions she felt but the answer would be enough to vanquish it all.

“yea, we’ll be okay.”

...

after the heartfelt talk in the bathroom with yoongi, nobi emerged through the door wearing her houseclothes of a wide shirt and sweatpants. the boys were gathered in the living room and sitting on the couches and chairs, each with tears in their eyes and obvious with the pain that still swirled in them. she joined them and sat down next to jungkook, who was surprised she went near him after that intense fight, before looking at namjoon, who worriedly looked at her.

“we’re going to be okay, you guys.” her words of reassurance caused tae to burst into tears and jimin to pat his back. “no matter what happens, we’ll be okay.” jungkook reached over to grip her hand and she met his eyes where it screamed in appreciation.

yea, they were going to be okay.

a/n: no matter what happens, you’re going to be okay.

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whenever i work out, i usually fall down and collapse like a minute in. but i remember that iwa is lit rally a workout addict so i keep imagining him screaming in my ear to not give up and to get that one last push-up in.

#haikyuu #haikyuu!!#hq #hq anime #haikyuu iwa #iwaizumi hajime #iwaizumi haikyuu #iwa-chan #hajime iwaizumi

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The One Where Yeontan Doesn’t Understand Anything

pairing: tae x nobi

summary: yeontan doesnt know korean so he just barks when he sees his mom and dad being happy

squeals and laughter echoed throughout the entire dorm as yeontan came over for a visit and he pounced on nobi, licking her at every chance. he yipped happily and let out cute little whines whenever she turned her gaze away from him, angry that mom wasn’t paying attention to him. he was dressed in a hoodie she got him a few days ago and his baby ears were safely tucked inside the hood that was over his head.

“aigoo, tannie, you’re so cute,” she cooed. “My little darling.”

tae leaned against the wall by the kitchen as he watched her cradle their puppy in her arms. she sat on the floor and leaned against the couch, petting the calming boy down since his energy was slowly running out with her rubs behind his ears. yeontan had his head laid on her chest, unmoving and eyes fluttering open and close. he saw his dad and his eyes fully opened, barking at his direction.

this got her attention as she turned her head away from the tv and met tae’s gaze. her eyes crinkled when she smiled. “hey, tae.”

he approached the two and sat beside her, wrapping an arm around her. “hello, bunny.”

yeontan whined softly and raised his head when he felt his mom shift but contently placed it back down when she just moved closer to tae’s chest.

“has he been calm?” he asked, rubbing the paw yeontan had hanging out.

she nodded. “my darling is so well-behaved, aren’t you?” her baby voice made tae’s uwu meter combust inside. she continued cooing at the puppy, constantly remarking how much she loved him and how cute he was.

“y-yah, kura. what about me?” he whined at the lack of affection he was supposed to be getting.

nobi giggled before looking up at at him, giving his jaw a peck. “you’re adorable too, tae.”

although this wasn’t the first time she’s given him affections like these, he still couldn’t get used to it. the tips of his ears burned red and he suddenly felt suffocated.

“a-ah,” he stuttered. “not as you, though.” he awkwardly replied before kissing her forehead.

the 3 sat there in silence, the low volume of the show not really catching their attention. with nobi petting tannie and tae gently massaging her waist, it was a comfortable atmosphere that they gladly occupied. but a growl from her stomach caused it to be broken.

an embarrassed look overtook her face and tae chuckled at her reaction. yeontan seemed startled by the sudden loud noise because he quickly sat up, eyes looking everywhere.

“it’s okay, tannie. ma is just hungry,” she reassured. even though the dog didn’t know korean, it doesn’t stop her from talking to him anyways.

“after that,,,, fiasco,,,, i think we’d have to order delivery,” tae suggested. a harsh sigh escaped from her as she was reminded by that terrible memory.

“yah, don’t bring that up again, please. it took me so long for jin-hyung to finally let me use the microwave without blowing it up.”

tae got up to make a phone call for the delivery so nobi and yeontan were left on the floor. he seemed to wake up fully and she was playing around with him, tickling him and giving him kisses everywhere. He was happy with the amount of attention he was getting and he jumped on her stomach when she laid on her back. excited yips and licks to her chin was enough to put a smile on her face and forget about everything in the world.

she wrapped her arms around the little boy and sat up, letting him nuzzle his furry face into her neck. as tae hung up, he went back to the living room and saw two of the most important people in his life.

he sat down behind her and rested his chin on the shoulder opposite of where yeontan was at and he wrapped his arms around her waist, right hand running through yeontan’s fur. nobi hummed and leaned back so she leaned against his chest and yeontan gave her a lazy lick before nuzzling back.

“he’s growing up so fast, tae.”

he could hear the sadness in her tone and he agreed, feeling like it was just yesterday he went and got her their baby. nearly 3 years has passed and he still cannot believe how much he’s changed.

“he brought me out of that hole. when i thought everything went dark, he was that sliver of light between the clouds. my baby,” she whispered.

the main reason he got her yeontan was because she hit rock bottom and with the tour, she had no chance or time to let it all out. once they got back home, tae made sure he got everything ready and he walked into her bedroom, holding the puppy and seeing her shock and surprised reaction.

tears from the overwhelming feeling from tour.

but also tears from the happiness of having Yeontan.

“the food should be here in 15 minutes. what do you want to do for now?” he asked.

“well, it’s been a while since we’ve given him a bath ourselves.”

tae smiled at her soft grin. “i dont know if my mom gave him a bath already but we can do it.”

“i can go set everything up,” she offered before standing up and handing the squirming puppy back to tae.

he raised a paw and moved it up and down as a wave. “say bye bye to mami, tannie. say bye bye!”

she turned around by the hallway with her hands on her hips and tried to look serious but a smile broke through. “yah, don’t make it sound like i’m leaving forever.”

yeontan barked and he struggled to get out of tae’s hold to run to her but tae held on tighter and nuzzled his face into the soft fur. “she’ll be back, tannie.”

nobi went to the closet next to the bathroom and grabbed a small towel and the robe that was specifically for yeontan. next, she went to her room to get him a new set of clothes. it was a black and white hawaiian shirt that she picked up a few weeks ago when she went shopping with jungkook.

she rummaged through the cabinet under the sink for his shampoo before finding the familiar pink bottle and shouting for tae to bring the puppy in.

“coming!” he yelled back.

taehyung pushed the slightly open door so that him and yeontan could get through. nobi’s face lit up when she saw her baby and she took him from tae’s arms so that he could close the door. yeontan licked her hand as she tried to pet him behind the ears and he nudged his nose to hers.

“come here, tannie.”

together, they bathed the dog and it was filled with bubbles being thrown everywhere and water being sprayed to each other. yeontan kept wiggling to get the water off of him and caused his parents to get soaked with the excess water.

“yah! yeontan! stay still!” she shrieked with a laugh that echoed throughout the bathroom.

the boy barked in defiance before continuing to wiggle and walk around. nobi exasperatedly tried to follow him so she can wash the soap off of his fur but yeontan wanted to prolong bath time.

“tannie, let’s finish so you can be warm again, hm?” tae asked and caused yeontan to stop and sit still.

nobi’s eyes widened and an outraged and betrayed expression crossed her face. “yah, that’s not fair! you like papa more than me!”

tae laughed, “no. he likes mami because she buys him more clothes.”

damn right, she does. and when yeontan finally allowed her to wash him, he excitedly moved his hands and feet excitedly as she held him up in the air for tae to dry him off with the towel. the cute, white robe for dogs hugged him perfectly and nobi squealed at him. she got her phone from the sink and took a few pictures.

“wah, yeontan you’re so cute! my baby!” she cooed and yeontan happily barked at the sweet tone his mom was giving him. even though he doesn’t actually understand what she was saying, just her giving him attention was enough to make him happy.

in the middle of drying, the doorbell rang and tae got up to go get it since it was probably the food. once he was dry enough, she got yeontan to wear his clean shirt.

“okay, baby. through this arm and next, through this arm.” she guided his paws through the arm holes and when he was dressed, he bounded out of the bathroom and into the living room where tae was setting up the food.

he saw yeontan and picked him up to place him on his lap, waiting for you to change your clothes and come sit across him. there was fried chicken, jajjangmyeon, and cheese balls.

“wah, this looks really good,” she drooled as she snapped the chopsticks to mix the noodles.

tae took some meat of the chicken before feeding it to yeontan, who happily munched on it. nobi gave him a napkin to held wipe the crumbs off of yeontan’s fur and the puppy froze, allowing his dad to wipe him.

seeing the interaction, nobi placed her chopsticks down and bit her lip, hesitant to bring it up. but she has been thinking about it for a while and it’s something she wants to hear his opinion on.

“tae,” she called and he looked up to meet her eyes. “should we.... should we have another one?”

tae cocked his head slightly to the side, confusion evident on his face. “what are you talking about?”

she cleared her throat, “another baby. yeontan’s growing up really fast and he’s turning 3 soon. i just thought that with another one, he wouldn’t be so lonely and he would like it if he has someone with him.”

there was a fat silence and nobi nervously fiddled with her fingers, not exactly sure what she was so anxious about. she just wanted another puppy.

tae chuckled after a minute of thinking. “gosh, bunny. you make it sound like you want a child.”

surprised, she met his eyes before she too, laughed at the way her request sounded. “it did, didn’t it?”

“but, if you want, we could. we’re not that busy right now so it might be a good time to get another one. i can make a few phone calls and see if we can get one.”

she let out a happy shout and resisted the urge to reach over the table and hug the life out of tae. yeontan didn’t know what was going on but he saw the smiles his mom and dad had so he just barked loudly, showing his own happiness.

“you want a sibling, tannie? you want a baby brother? or sister?” nobi excitedly asked and yeontan let out squeaks randomly.

“don’t get too excited, nobi. with this whole thing going on, it might take a while to get a hold of some breeders,” tae warned but she just smiled at him.

“doesn’t matter. i’m just happy that we get to add another member to our family.”

a/n: im having puppy fever

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msiopao · 4 years

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KILLS ME INSIDE

that ending part in the titanic where the camera just zooms into the hallway and you just see the windows being fixed and she is greeted by the door guy and she just have all these people looking at her (im assuming they’re the people who died), clapping and welcoming her and that one guy (forgot his name but he was the guy who didn’t want to run so he just stayed in the dining hall) then you see leo di cap waiting at the top of the stairs and then they kiss and then everyone claps and im just like WHAT COULD HAVE BEEN!!!!

ive seen this movie like a billion times and i still have my eyes waterfalling

dont be ashamed if you cried bc i want the happy love of rose and jack and the fact that they died and didnt get to live happily ever after kills me inside

iM cRYiNG

#titanic #titanic movie #leonardo di caprio #kate winslet #love #happiness

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msiopao · 4 years

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The One with the Polaroids

pairing: jungkook x nobi

summary: whilst cleaning their closet, nobi stumbles upon a box that she thought she lost 5 years ago

to say the least, it was dirty.

ever since they moved in 2 years ago, the dorm hasn’t been properly cleaned because they were either too busy with touring or too lazy to do it. but it has gotten to the point where they actually were willing to clean everything. part of the reason might’ve been the boredom and the need to do something productive and the other reason could be that they would like to grab something without dusting it off first.

nobi and jungkook first started cleaning their room and around their beds. with having the biggest room in the dorm, they took a while to fully dust, vaccum, and throw away random garbage they found either under their beds or under their desks.

“ew, kook, why is there a banana milk box here?” she whined in disgust when she saw it under his bed.

jungkook merely shrugged and continued wiping the windows. “i don’t know. probably had a late snack.”

“dear god, jeon jungkook, we have a trash can for a reason!” she chided but he just turned to give her a grin.

“sorry.”

sighing, she got up from the floor and fluffed up the millions of pillows on her bed before grabbing the broom to sweep under her own bed. there was just paper balls and socks in the mix but she noticed a hoodie that she thought she really lost forever ago.

“oh my god!” nobi squealed and picked it up, examining it. it looked the same except it just had dust bunnies. “my stussy jacket!”

jungkook finished his job and looked over to what she was squealing for and gave her a look. “you mean my stussy jacket?”

laughing at his question, nobi walked over to him and patted his cheek. “sharing is caring, bub.”

a knock from their bedroom door made her go and answer it, finding jin at the other side.

“just saying that we have all the washers running so you might wait a while to run your guys’ stuff,” jin explained causing her to pout.

“this is why i keep saying that we should buy another. it’s a hassle with only 5 washers,” she pouted. jin smiled before ruffling her hair.

“once one of them is done, i’ll tell you.”

jungkook picked up a striped sock before tossing it to his laundry basket so that it could be washed. it baffled him of how many socks he has, considering he walks around the house barefoot.

once jin left, nobi went to their closet and opened the door, revealing the tons of clothing hanging on both top and bottom. it was split into 2 sections with jungkook’s and her clothing separate. but honestly, there was no use as she used his clothing most of the time.

“hey, jungkook, should we wash all of our clothes? i mean, some of these haven’t been washed in several months. probably, since we moved,” she said.

he followed her inside and went to the very back of the closet, noticing that there was actually dust on the shoulder of one of his jackets. he took it off the long bar and examined it, forgetting he even owned it.

“do you remember this jacket, bub?” he asked making nobi look at him.

she looked at it and furrowed her eyebrows before shaking her head no. “i don’t think i’ve seen it before.”

“hm, maybe we should donate some of our clothes that we don’t own anymore. its good to give to those who need it rather than letting it sit here.”

nobi looked at him, shocked. “wah, jeon jungkook! you sounded so mature just now!”

he rolled his eyes and shoved her shoulder to hide the redness of his cheeks. “shut up. i’m always mature.”

she grabbed a big laundry basket for them to put their clothes in and they placed the hangers back on its place. nobi was amazed at how big their closet was and how small it felt when they it used to cramped with clothing. as they neared the end of the line, she saw a few boxes on the very back corner that looked like its never been touched.

she crouched in front of it and inspected it to see her handwriting, ‘2015′. lifting the boxes individually, she placed it by the foot of her bed and got out a pocket knife to cut through the packing tape that sealed it shut. jungkook noticed her with the boxes and sat on her bed as she wrenched the cardboard box open.

inside, there were many little trinkets from what looked to be tickets to a movie, a shonen jump magazine, a red jacket, and a smaller box at the bottom. carefully placing the stuff on top of her bed, she pulled out the black box and she felt a familiarity with it.

“ah! that box!” jungkook pointed. she looked at him in confusion.

“this?” she held up before lifting the lid open, finding an old polaroid camera with different pictures.

nobi held up the black and white object and blew the dust away, making jungkook cough as it was directed as his face. he made a sound of surprise but she paid him no mind, fingers reaching for the polaroids that were a mix of colored and black and white.

“did i... did i forget about these?” she whispered, hurt and angry at herself for not remembering about these precious memories.

“to be honest, i even forgot about it. maybe the members too,” he reassured.

there was one from her birthday. in the bottom, it was written, ‘nov 7 2014′ while the picture was of her with icing all over her face and carrying the birthday cake. she had a wide grin on her face and a party hat on her head.

“oh my god.. i remember these now,” she quietly stated. “this was one of the things that i took with me when i became a trainee. it was originally my mum’s.”

jungkook softly smiled at her and he gently grabbed her hand to sit on the bed where she was situated between his legs with her back against his chest. he rested his chin on her shoulder while she sifted through several more pictures.

one of her and tae in the restaurant they used to go to.

one of her and jimin in the dancing studio.

one of jin cooking.

one of hobi as he smiled widely.

one of namjoon in LA.

one of yoongi playing the piano.

one of her and jungkook as they clutched the music show trophy.

all of these were the memories of her youth yet they were sealed away in a box, only to be found years later.

as much as there were pictures of her members, jungkook was in most of them. from the simplest things like catching him staring at the camera to the happier things like their picnic in Han river that one night. he was present in almost all of the pictures and the camera lens was most familiar of his face.

nobi took a minute to fully look at this picture of her and kook where they were both lounging on her top bunk with their backs against the wall and her head on his shoulder while his rested on top of hers. the light hit them perfectly and the white walls shined the setting sun behind them. she remembered asking tae to take the picture and them fearing for their lives when their combined weight rattled the bed with the slightest movement. they both wore white and both of their hair was as messy as it could be.

it was labeled, ‘may 8 2014′, in black sharpie marker.

“god, my bare face was so bad back then.” her complaints made jungkook gently pinch her side.

“you were and have never been ugly.”

she turned her head to look at him, “yah, remember when i forgot to wash my face for 2 days and suddenly acne popped out of nowhere?”

he laughed and hugged her tighter. “you were forgetful. actually, still is. and you were too busy practicing in the studio to remember that you needed to take care of yourself too.”

a sad smile slowly replaced her grin, “but when i did remember, there was no cleanser left. i didn’t have money to buy more so i just endured it.”

“i think i used it all up. does my apology still count today?” he playfully asked to lighten her mood.

but the pain didn’t leave. “i remembered begging my parents for money. i wanted to have enough money to take care of all of us and put the company’s money to the music video.”

jungkook grew silent as she relived the time in their past where they struggled financially. it was a time where they almost disbanded because of their lack of money and not being financially stable enough to create their mv.

“i took the last bit of money i had to go to Jeju and i threw all my shame out of the window by asking them for more money. taehyung cried because he was hungry but we already spent our food money for the month. the imo from the restaurant has fed us so many times and never asked anything in return. that was when i knew i had to do something,” said nobi. “our manager was already doing so much for us and i didn’t want to ask for more.”

she never told him or the members this so he stared at her, sad and slightly upset that she burdened herself so early on. jungkook could faintly remember her disappearing for a few days and turning up a few days later with food from the convenience store. the angry outburst from yoongi being so worried for her still echoes in his memory to this day.

“i didn’t want all of our hard work to go to waste. i knew if we didn’t have any money, we would be forced to break up and i didn’t want to leave you guys. even if they didn’t help us, i wanted to think that i did everything i can to keep us together and i fought every battle with my all. we were just starting and the thought of it ending so quickly scared me.”

“we fought those battles and we won them all, nobi. we won them together,” he soothed. jungkook could feel her relax into his chest and he placed a kiss on her hair to remind her that he is there for her.

“god, i just brought the mood down, didn’t i?” she laughed. jungkook shook his head no.

“hm, no. you’ve always kept these things to yourself and never speak out whenever you have troubles. so, hearing you talk about this makes me happy because i feel like you’re finally opening up to me, bub.”

nobi swung her legs so she was able to look at him and wrapped her arms around his neck, softly tugging at the hair at the nape of his neck. jungkook looked down at her with a curious smile while he rested his hand on her knee, caressing it gently.

“nah, i like keeping these things to myself. it gives me the mysterious vibes that i want. when people get curious about you, that’s when they instinctively stick around to try and figure you out. it’s like i’m running away and you’re after me to finally figure me out. i try to play hard to get,” she countered.

he chuckled before bumping her forehead with his. “is that why i’m still with you?”

“the chase is not over yet, jeon jungkook-ssi.”

“then i’ll chase you till it is.”

....

with their cleaning tools scattered around the floor and previous intention of laundry wiped from their minds, they spent the next few hours using up the leftover film in the camera. nobi tried to make it as aesthetically pleasing as possible with her posing on the bed with a fake rose or jungkook standing by the window.

“wah, i feel bad for ARMY who can’t have these pictures. maybe we should post them?” she curiously asked while waiting for the picture to develop. he blanched at her question.

“yah, these are too intimate to be revealed to hundreds of millions of people in the internet!” he bursted causing her to laugh out loud. he sat up from the bed as he was previously laying, thinking of different picture ideas.

“i know. im just teasing. its cute to see you so jealous,” she smirked.

jungkook pouted and tutted. “i’m not jealous. i just try to help and look out for your innocent image.”

nobi walked towards him from the window and stood between his legs, jungkook loosely holding her hips. she pushed the hair that was covering his forehead and placed a soft kiss on it.

“i think we all know that concept has been out of the window since we turned legal.”

a/n: the moods in this one is just everywhere

additional: sorry for the total silence these past few days bc this girl has been binging on haikyuu

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