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goldenhypen · 11 months

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; ⎯ but i still love you .

synopsis. it’s relieving to know you weren’t the only one not taking the breakup too well.

pairing. sunghoon x fem!reader ⋅ genres. exes to lovers, angst to fluff ⋅ wc. 3.5k ⋅ warnings. hoon is shirtless for some of it sjsjsj

prompts 1. holding their hands when they are shaking ; 20. washing their back/hair in the shower ; 38. letting them warm their cold hands under your shirt ; 49. giving them a tight hug that makes them lose their breath ; 50. buying them a special treat when you go out shopping ⋅ requested ⋅ dark blood event

song rec. the truth untold — bts

a/n. somehow ended up combining all of the sunghoon prompts into one v long fic sorry not sorry djdnd this one was rlly fun to write since i haven’t gotten to write longer fics in a while,, so i rlly hope you guys enjoy <33

a strong gust of the chilling misty air shot past and against your body, causing you to shield yourself with the limited protection you currently had on you—in other words, your thin jacket.

it was pouring hard, and you eventually made cover under the narrow overhang of the convenience store. you shivered.

taking a peak at the darkened night sky above, it didn’t look like the rain was going to pause anytime soon. you sighed, scolding yourself for not bringing any money with you this time. if you did, you could have purchased an umbrella. looks like you were going to be stranded for who even knew how long?

whipping your head to the left at the sudden sound of wet steps splashing against the puddles on the road, it looked like you weren’t the only one in need of temporary shelter. and of course, of all people in the entire neighbourhood, it just had to be your ex, park sunghoon.

you two had broken up about a month ago, though it felt infinitely longer. you two had barely talked throughout all that passed time, and even though you were the one who broke up with him, you couldn’t seem to remove him from the special place you reserved for him in your heart.

finding protection under the skinny roof, he panted, attempting to catch his breath.

“y/n,” he stood there nearly speechless for a moment, processing the fact that you were standing in front of him for the first time in many long weeks.

suddenly he could hear the thumping of his heart clearly booming against his rib cage. he just hoped it wasn’t loud enough for you to hear—an impossible task considering you were standing about three metres away from each other, the sound of hundreds of water drops hitting the pavement simultaneously every second. he just couldn’t imagine exposing to you the fact that moving on hasn’t been nearly as easy as it should be.

“hey,” you finally spoke up, the softness of your voice causing your words to be barely audible over the loud white noise surrounding you. “did you just come from work?”

“yeah, i was walking home, and then the rain came out of nowhere.”

though you two were just trying to make conversation and avoid any awkwardness to the best of your abilities, and you should be trying to leave anytime now to aid your healing and not press deeper into that wound, both of you seemed to be stuck because sunghoon’s empty hands and drenched body was enough to tell you he wasn’t carrying an umbrella on him either.

you hummed at his answer to your question, fidgeting with the tips of your fingers to look like you were at least occupied with something—but if you were being honest, it was to avoid his eyes because you knew looking into them wouldn’t do any good for your still-broken heart.

however, you couldn’t help but notice from the corner of your eye that he was moving around unnaturally, trying to do anything to regain some lost body heat. you turned to face and look at him to find that he was shivering. if only he was more responsible and reliable to at least look after himself and bring a jacket.

you shook your head. this won’t do.

“come here,” you told him as you walked over and quickly grabbed his shaking hands and shoved them into the jacket you were wearing—again, it was thin, but something was better than nothing.

catching him off guard, he tensed as his eyes widened, unsure if he should pull his hands out from your grasp or if he should let you do your thing. after all, you always had a knack for looking after him when he couldn’t do it himself.

“you’re freezing, hoon,” you scolded, but from the worry in your voice, he could sense it came from a place of love. a love that remained in a place where it should no longer be welcomed. but moving on was much easier said than done, especially when it came to someone as special to you as sunghoon. “why didn’t you bring a jacket?”

“the weather was supposed to be clear and sunny today,” he answered.

“you’re kidding, right?” you said in disbelief. “did you even check the weather app today?! hoon, everyone in this entire city knows how much it’s supposed to rain this week! what’s your real reason?”

“i forgot it at home—”

“hoon—!”

“and here you are nagging me like you always do, even when we’re not together anymore. i thought it’s called a ‘breakup’ for a reason!”

at his piercing words, you furrowed your brows angrily, throwing his hands back aggressively.

but deep inside, he could see through you and all your emotions. he knew you so well that the faintest glint in your eyes was enough to tell him how much his careless words hurt you.

if he could take back what he had said, he would. but what’s said is done, and it was something he’d leave regretting for a very long time.

he didn’t even know how he let those insensitive words slip out. he was just so hurt by the breakup that he began to explode from the inside out.

but after realizing what he had said, he knew taking it out on you would help nothing and only be destructive, if anything.

“sorry, i shouldn’t have said any of that,” he started. “i didn’t mean it.”

“really, hoon?” you asked with a roll of your eyes as you shook your head.

he opened his mouth to speak, but gave up, knowing there was a high chance he’d just make things worse by talking. so instead, with a sigh, he walked towards you, and passed you, into the convenience store.

you scoffed and finally teared your eyes away in shock and frustration at the sheer amount of disrespect this man had. you couldn’t even believe you ever dated him!

after this, you told yourself for the 86th time that you were officially over park sunghoon.

you looked back up into the endless sky and hopeless weather, frowning.

what on earth were you going to do?!

not even a minute later, you heard the door to the store open, and you turned around to meet the source, and there stood sunghoon with one umbrella in hand, as well as your favourite convenience store snack when you two were dating, pepero.

he remembered.

you shook your deceiving thoughts out of your head; being the forgetful man he is, he probably didn’t remember, and instead just got something for himself for the walk back home. he finally had his umbrella after all.

“here,” he spoke up, holding out the unused umbrella to you.

“what are you doing? why are you giving this to me?”

“just take it,” he urged. and just as he could see right through you, you could sense the care in his actions and even through merely the tone of his voice, as much as he tried to disguise it. “i bought it for you.”

“what about you?”

“just take it.”

“why didn’t you buy one for yourself?”

“this was the only one left—now will you just take it already?”

“how are you going to get back home, hoon? you can’t go through all this without getting even more drenched than you are already. you’ll get sick,” you explained before an idea suddenly popped into your head, knowing you both were aware your house was just a few minutes walk away. “let’s go to my place. we can get you warmed up and then i can send you home with the umbrella after. that way we can both get home safely.”

he thought about it for a moment and wanted to decline, but he couldn’t help but give in, letting you know he agreed with a nod.

you gave him a slight smile before he opened the umbrella and held it over the two of you.

little did either of you know until he did, how small the item above you was. in order for you both to be covered, you had to practically huddle in each other’s arms; the last umbrella in the convenience store was a single-person one.

so you two continued on the path to your house with your bodies pressed against one another and a very awkward and uncomfortable tension filling the surrounding air.

to make the trip easier on you though, without your knowledge, sunghoon, making sure to keep the umbrella 100% over you, did separate from your body just a little bit.

sure he had his slip-ups here and there, but he still cared for you and did his best to make sure you were comfortable the best he could.

the only thing was, that you weren’t his anymore and he shouldn’t be thinking about these things in the first place.

with a sigh, he continued to push forward in your journey to your home.

finally, you arrived to the warmth of your living space, a shiver rushing down your spine at the satisfactory change in temperature.

you looked at sunghoon who was in the doorway, somehow more sopping wet than he was when he first met you at the convenience store earlier that night. but you didn’t think much of it and shrugged it off.

“i’ll get you a change of clothes,” you told him. “in the meantime, go wash up.”

“a change of clothes?” he asked, confused. “where? how—?”

“i—” you paused, not knowing how to explain to him how you missed him and missed the way he would lend you his clothes to wear whenever you’d want, and how buying men’s size clothes was a way to help you (not so healthily) cope with the breakup. “they're a relative’s.”

“ah,” he let out in realization, not thinking much about the fact that you don’t really have male relatives you’re close enough to let stay over at your place or lend you any clothes. he was a forgetful one after all.

with a moment of awkward silence, you quickly rushed away to get the clothes in your room, leaving him to go to the bathroom himself—not that it was a difficult task to begin with. he had been to your place countless times during the time you dated anyways.

on his way, he took a brief look around, trying his best to not be too nosy, and he realized not much had changed since the last time he was over.

“here’s some clothes and towels,” you lended from behind him, causing him to turn around. “you can dry yourself off for now, and i can help you wash your hair.”

“you actually want to help me wash my hair?” he asked, stunned.

“oh—i mean, no,” you chuckled awkwardly, scratching the back of your head. “sorry, i guess it’s just a habit.”

while you and sunghoon were dating before, something you would do for him whenever he was stressed or needed to relax was help him wash and dry his hair. and for some reason—maybe it was your tired brain after a long day—the words somehow slipped. who was the forgetful one now?

“i mean—if you want to, you can,” he expressed.

“do you want it?” you asked, hesitant.

no one knows what strange magic was in the air, but somehow you two were willing to take risks you both knew you shouldn’t considering the relationship you were no longer in. but he answered the way he did anyway.

“sure, that would be nice.”

nervously, you nodded. it seemed like he wanted it just as much as you.

“change out of your wet clothes first. i’ll get the water running,” you instructed, and he replied with a hum, taking the items out of your arms and walking to a different bathroom to change.

with a heavy inhale and exhale, you carried on your said duty.

after a couple minutes, sunghoon showed up behind you who was at the tub making sure the water was warm enough. he cleared his throat to make you aware of his presence, causing you to whip your head around. however, once you caught an eyeful of him, your head shot right back around, body tensed and unsure what to do.

“what?” he questioned with a chuckle. “it’s not like you’ve never seen me shirtless before.”

“why don’t you have a shirt on, hoon?!” you asked in a panic as you covered your eyes.

“stop overreacting,” he laughed. “we’re washing my hair, it’s easier this way.”

composing yourself with a deep breath, you nodded and faced him with more confidence this time. you waved him to come closer and kneel in front of the tub so you could get this over with, taking a great deal to not look at his toned chest and abdomen displayed directly in front of your eyes.

and you began, starting with wetting his hair, followed by the usual shampoo and conditioner. you massaged the products in before quickly rubbing and washing them away, and sunghoon then realized how much he missed this. these actions were enough to remove all of this week’s past stresses, one being still coping with the loss of you. and this intimate moment was enough to make him feel like you were together all over again—

from where sunghoon was leaning over the bath, he suddenly shot up, scaring you so much that you practically jumped from where you sat.

“what are you doing?!” you freaked out, caught off guard.

he stared at you, chest rising and falling violently with every breath. again, you did your best to keep your eyes matched with his and to not look any lower than that.

“this is wrong,” he explained. “i don’t think we should be doing this.”

you backed off a bit before apologizing, “yeah, you’re right. sorry if i made you uncomfortable.”

“it’s fine,” he said. “you’re not the only one at fault. i’m sorry too.”

and through his words, you could understand how that deep down, he wasn’t just talking about right now, but he was expressing his regret for everything he did before that led you two to where you were now. he felt that if it wasn’t for him and his past behaviour, maybe you would still be together in a happy and healthy relationship.

you closed your eyes as a deep frown started to form uncontrollably, and you turned away once a tear escaped and rolled down your cheek.

“y/n,” sunghoon said softly and sadly. it broke his heart just as much as yours to see you like this.

it was then that he realized he wasn’t the only one who was having a hard time moving on.

his hand moved to your arm cautiously, and after testing it was okay with you after you didn’t bother shaking him off, he rubbed your skin gently, up and down in a soothing manner and comforting attempt.

but his actions only caused your thoughts to travel deeper and rubbed in the fact that you weren’t together anymore. it only made you weep harder.

at the heart wrenching sounds of your cries, he immediately pulled you into his chest, and you were met with his bare skin and not so soft body, instead a little bit more muscular than what you remembered and were used to. but you didn’t mind.

your sobs quickly slowed, and eventually you were okay enough to finally pull back, and you laughed slightly, noticing how your tears painted his body and blended in with the water droplets that fell from his hair.

“ew, sorry,” you said as you wiped the wetness away with your hands until you realized what you were doing.

you were there sitting in his lap, his arms wrapped around you as your hands roamed his bare chest. not a common sight to see between ex lovers.

you stopped in your tracks and looked into his eyes that already stared back at you, and you quickly admired how breathtaking he was with his wet locks that framed his features perfectly. but his next words escaped his lips, calling you back to some form of reality, and leaving you in shock.

“i still love you, y/n.”

your heart immediately dropped like a heavy weight to the pit of your stomach—but somehow, not in a negative type of way.

you sniffled before following in a slight hush, “i still love you too.”

a wave of relief washed over sunghoon at the sound of that, and a smile rose to his lips, painting a lovely picture over his features that had your heart doing flips in your chest, until his face dropped.

“i’m sorry for everything i’ve ever done to hurt you,” he began. “i understand the reason behind the breakup, and i’ve had a lot of time to process and reflect on it. i also tried so hard to move on, but for some reason, i still think about you every day, and you’re always occupying my mind and every thought.”

you stared at him intently as he continued.

“i understand why you broke up with me, but if you give me another chance, y/n, i promise i will try my best this time to do better—and be a better man for you—and look after you because you’re the only person in my life that i care for this much. and i realized that being careless enough to lose you was the worst decision i’ve ever made. if you’ll just give me one more chance, i won’t waste it this time. i was a fool to ever think losing you would be okay because ever since i did, i’ve been nothing close to fine without you.”

you let out a soft sigh, bringing your hands to his wet strands and brushing through the locks before circling them to cup the sides of his face and brush your thumbs over his cheekbones.

“and this is the reason i should have never let you go,” you stated softly. “i know you’re willing to improve, and i also know how much of a mess we’ve been without each other. it feels like the world is pushing us back together, and if i’m being honest, i don’t think i have a reason not to listen.”

“so does that mean—?”

“let’s get back together, hoon.”

“yeah?” he said with a growing smile.

you nodded as your expression began to mirror his.

“i missed you,” he let out as he pulled you into a hug.

you closed your eyes, wrapping your arms around his waist and nuzzling your nose into the warmth of his neck as you savoured the moment.

“i really missed you, hoon.”

but before this could last long, suddenly a gasp left sunghoon and he pulled away, “wait! i almost forgot!”

oh, how very on brand of you, you thought to yourself with a chuckle.

he separated from you as he stood up and quickly rushed out of the bathroom, coming back moments later with something in his hands.

it was the pepero he picked up from the convenience store.

you smiled.

he opened the pack and quickly pulled one out before handing it to you. you accepted it and brought it to your mouth, savouring the flavour that you didn’t realize you missed so much.

you hadn’t had one since the breakup in fear that it would only bring back memories that would hurt you more.

but now, it felt nostalgic and comforting.

when you finished the piece, he pulled another one out and propped it between his teeth before letting go of the other end and smirking at you.

you scoffed playfully, “seriously?”

“what?” he asked you innocently with the pepero between his teeth and a shrug.

you giggled before finding the other end with your own mouth and quickly chomping away—him doing the same—before you both met in the middle, smiling into a kiss you each didn’t know you desperately longed for.

and he couldn’t stop kissing you.

but oh, how you missed his lips on yours.

with your arms moving to wrap around his neck, you pulled him closer by the back of his head, cherishing this special, intimate moment.

eventually, you both separated, breathing heavily to catch your breath.

and so sunghoon, still craving that sense of connection, resorted to pulling you back into his chest in a tight embrace that almost stole your hard earned breath away.

you learned sunghoon was an essential to your well being, and you knew your heart couldn’t carry on without him. you longed for each other like soulmates destined to be by the universe.

you breathed in his comforting scent, arms wrapped tightly around his body as you reminded yourself to never ever let him go again.

a/n. the pepero scene at the end was unnecessary but v necessary at the same time djdjdjd also didn’t know how to end this one but oop anyway i hope y’all enjoyed <3 it always means a lot if you let me know you did with some kind words, even if you show up on anon to do so, those mean the world <3 thanks for reading everyone <33

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bts-trans · 4 months

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[KOR/ENG LYRICS] Closer Than This by Jimin

너도 기억하니? Do you remember it too?

우리 첫 만남이 The first time we met

수줍고 어색했던 그때 We were shy and awkward back then

문득 돌아보니 Looking back, suddenly,

어느새 여기까지 we've made it all the way here

함께 걸어왔던 거야 It’s a journey we’ve walked through together

때론 넘어져 울기도 하고 At times, we stumbled and cried

서로의 어깰 토닥여 주고 We would pat each other on the shoulders

눈물로 여울져 바라보며 Looking at each other with tears in our eyes

서로의 이름을 불러줬지 We called out to one another by our names

6월 13일 그날부터 June 13th, since that day

오늘의 지금까지 너와 난 Until this moment today, you and I

Even if you're not here

같은 자리에 always In the same place, always

Don’t have to worry now

잠시 이 손을 놓지만, 작은 쉼표일 뿐인걸 Though I let go of this hand for a moment, this is but a comma, a tiny pause

Just call my name out loud

다시 보랏빛 물들 그날 The day we are coloured in purple light again

‘Cause anytime you want me (I'll be)

Right here where you call me (I'll be)

I could never let you go

Never let you go

Whenever you need me (I'll be)

If you believe me (I'll be)

I'll never let you go

Never let you go

비가 내리면 비 맞으며 노래하던 그때를 기억할게 When it rains, I’ll think of the time we sang under the rain

눈이 내리면 눈 맞으며 웃어주던 널 추억하며 When it snows, I’ll remember you smiling for me under the snow

다시 만날 봄날에 못다 한 얘길 전할게 When we meet again on a spring day, I’ll tell you all the things I couldn’t before

My love, my babe 영원히 네 곁에 My love, my babe, forever next to you

일곱은 하나 right 두근거려 지금도 하나의 마음 Seven is one, right, the one heart we share still beats strong

잠깐 눈을 감아 눈앞에 서 있을게 oh Close your eyes for just a moment, I’ll be standing right in front of you, oh

Don’t have to worry now

잠시 이 손을 놓지만, 작은 쉼표일 뿐인걸 Though I let go of this hand for a moment, this is but a comma, a tiny pause

Just call my name out loud

다시 보랏빛 물들 그날 The day we are coloured in purple light again

‘Cause anytime you want me (I'll be)

Right here where you call me (I'll be)

I could never let you go

Never let you go

Whenever you need me (I'll be)

If you believe me (I'll be)

I'll never let you go

Never let you go

하나 된 맘으로 두드리면 When we come to you as one and knock on the door

그 웃음으로 문을 열어줘 Open the door for us with that same smile

멈췄던 시간이 돌아오면 When this frozen time starts moving again

Baby I’ll come back to you

다 함께 부르자 이 노래 Let’s all sing this song together

다시 하나 될 그날에 Until the day we become one

I could never let you go

Never let you go

더 크게 부르자 이 노래 Let’s sing this song louder

다시 하나 될 수 있게 So we can become one again

I'll never let you go

Never let you go

다 함께 부르자 이 노래 Let’s all sing this song together

다시 하나 될 그날에 Until the day we become one

I could never let you go

Never let you go

더 크게 부르자 이 노래 Let’s sing this song louder

다시 하나 될 수 있게 So we can become one again

I'll never let you go

Never let you go

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alcalystrasz · 8 days

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This, is what I think is going to happen for BYLER in season 5:

1. They will get multiple heart-to-heart/intimate scenes together. As we already saw in season 4, they got 3 in total: the first on at Will's house, after El shmacked Angela's face, the second one on the car in the desert, after burying the Hero Unknown Agent Man's body, the third one in the van when Will opens to him. In season 3, we didn't get any, but in season 2 we had 2: the first one when Mike reassures Will about the Mind Flayer and they touch hands *so cute*, and the second one when Mike tells about the first time they met. So if we're being reasonable, it could be 4, I think we'll have 4 scenes in total.

Let me explain that... I see the first one being about Max and Lucas' mental state. It could be at the hospital, or at school, or at Mike's house. The second one could be some sort of fight. I remember one of the co-writers saying there will be an other rain fight. I don't really know if it will happen cause he confirmed it a long time ago but let's say it is. So an other rain fight, at Mike's house, but maybe this time it could hint Mike's sexuality instead of Will's like in S3. The third one could be where they try to reassure each other that it's okay they will win right after Vecna's back, more likely at Mike's house or someplace other. The fourth one could be in the Upside Down, because may I remember you that Mike never went in the Upside Down? That's what we call a first time, right Mike! So Mike and Will in the Upside Down could talk about everything they've been through and Mike could finally kiss Will and tell him how much he loves him.

For a final scene, a fifth but not really fifth, it could be when everything's over. They go to some sort of High School Ball to celebrate their final year and I see them finally breaking the "I'm scared" barrier and go in the middle of the dance floor and dance together like no one else is there with a Time After Time song playing on the background.

2. Their first kiss will be awkward from both their POV. What I mean is that when they kiss for like, what, 3 seconds, Will pushes Mike gently and Mike removes himself gently and they look at each other like they did something bad. Will stutters trying to say something but nothing comes out of his mouth. Mike could say something like "Oh, I'm sorry I- I didn't..." but Will could interrupt him like 'bitch wdym you're sorry' he could kiss him back but it is after the kiss Mike will admit he never liked El romantically. Buy yeah, awkward kiss, just like Rockie's one could be actually. Mostly cause they're older so it doubles the awkwardness.

3. Jonathan gets some hate towards Mike. I can literally imagine Jonathan always being mad, upset and distant towards Mike because he can't see his brother likes him. It'd be too funny I'm sorry ;-;

4. Will gets hurt by Vecna and Mike stays next to him at the hospital. It could be the opposite actually, Mike in the bed, but I prefer Will cause he's used to it now- I can see them being close and Mike being super worried but it doesn't count as a intimate scene because Jonathan, Joyce and Hopper are close.

5. Will shirtless makes Mike blush. Let me explain, LET ME. We saw in S5 BTS they swapped clothes for some stuff. Like, we saw Will has Mike's clothes on, logic, he left everything in California and they do the same cloth size (almost). So if we consider the fact that Mike lends his clothes to Will, we can totally imagine at one point Will, coming in Mike's room asking for a shirt because he doesn't have anymore. Mike brings him one and he says thanks, then he removes his clothes, his back facing Mike's face and he gets like flustrated it'd be HILARIOUSLY CUTE. He could stare through a mirror maybe, idk but that sounds nice right?

6. Mike will get hurt in the Upside Down. Of course he has to, he hasn't been hurt in the whole show, BRO'S FINE. So he gets hurt and Will of course would help him, they could rest a little and talk two times, one "normal" hinting a future kiss and the second time they kiss.

An upside down kiss. What a funny name. It isn't a Spider-Man kiss though (should be).

I think that's it, I'll reblog my post if I find anything else.

#stranger things #noah schnapp #byler #will byers #byler tumblr #finn wolfhard #mike wheeler #byler is canon #love #byler is endgame #byler nation

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cerisesage · 9 months

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bts as your bfs !! sfw !!

these are headcanons!

sfw, bts x reader!

namjoon: museum dates. there's no explanation needed for this one, namjoon just loves art, every form of it. he wouldn't only praise the paintings when you're there, but would definitely make positive comments on you. living with him would be like a dream, every day, you'd wake up to washed dishes and fresh tea, this man would definitely do everything if you're tired. he is the type of dude who wouldn't let you do the chores alone, he'd definitely do as much as you do. he would love cuddling you, especially in a cozy bed at home. would give you cute and creative nicknames.

jin: i think he would love to show you off every chance he's got. worldwide handsome is taken, back off ladies! he would be so proud of himself for pulling a partner like you and would brag about this! i can see him getting matching jewelry, something very noticeable. he would be very very clingy and in need of your attention 24/7, would want you to tell him daily that he looks so good. he needs to hear that from you, it makes his heart flutter. to him, that sentence has a special power when it falls from your mouth. he'd take you on a lot of restaurant dates, getting you expensive food. he wants you to know he has money.

yoongi: he doesn't like to share his private life, but he wouldn't try to hide you guys' relationship. he believes that love is something people shouldn't keep as a secret, but what's personal should stay personal. dates with yoongi would always be at one of your places, painting, making new music or writing lyrics. he would be very affectionate between the four walls, but once he gets outside, he puts on a mask. he'd love having you on his lap while he is working in the studio, and he would take care of you like every day was the last day on earth. he'd love having your head on his chest.

hoseok: just dance. he would make you play that game with him over and over again and when every song gets boring, he'd teach you some easy moves. he would love to share his passions with you and make you become a part of them as well. he would often photograph you, would always find you way prettier than the view. he would take you to fashion shows and would always share his creative ideas with you. he needs a little support through it all, encourage him! he'd become a huge softie when he's tired, he would fall asleep easily.

jimin: oh boy, he would give you his whole heart and expect nothing in return. he would be very sentimental and fragile, and would need you to hold and squeeze his hand a lot as a kind of small support. he would buy you a lot of sweets and would love baking with you! he would lend you his hoodies even before you could ask, if your hands are cold, he would hold them and pull them inside the sleeve of his hoodie he is wearing. he would always doodle on your notes. definitely would write songs about you.

taehyung: he would sing you the most beautiful love songs ever heard. he would pour his heart into every note and would waltz with you. he is the type of guy who would run into the rain with you and dance under the sky, the one who would love you the purest out of all members. his love would always be present. he would take you to jazz clubs and would buy you flowers very often. he would make you visit old castles with him and would treat you like a princess. you'd be his muse.

jungkook: he just wants to treat you right seven days a week. seriously, he would give himself to you so quickly that i could be overwhelming sometimes. other than that? a lot fun. parties, drinking, late night walks, car rides under the city lights: jungkook would do it all. he wouldn't be able to live without you, he would always keep you company, no matter what. maybe, he would make a couple of bad decisions, but he'd do that all for you to stay with him. i feel like he would be slightly possessive, but not overly. a healthy way.

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The Underneath | pjm

☾ Pairing: Monster!Jimin x reader (gender neutral)

☾ Summary: “Battle not with monsters, lest ye become a monster, and if you gaze into the abyss, the abyss gazes also into you.” – Friedrich Nietzsche, Beyond Good and Evil OR there is a monster under your bed and you've looked back at it for too long

☾ Word Count: 1,777

☾ Genre: Thriller, Horror in theory

☾ Rating: 18+ Minors are strictly prohibited from engaging and reading this content. It contains explicit content and any minors discovered reading or engaging with this work will be blocked immediately.

☾ Warnings: Just general creep vibes. A lot of this happens in the complete dark so if you don’t like descriptions of total darkness or inability to see, this one is not for you. Mentions of being alone, themes of sadness/depression (though not heavy). Jimin is pretty creepy in speaks in an eerie manner and calls reader ‘it’ a lot and refers to himself as ‘Jimin’ in the third person. Overall it’s just a weird one.

☾ Published: February 10, 2024

☾ A/N: Random creepy monster under the bed Jimin for this lovely Saturday morning. I actually was working on this last week when it was storming, which is why it’s giving the cheesy ‘It was a dark and storm night’ vibes lmfaooo. This Jimin is lowkey a little cute in my head cause he’s just this creepy lil monster under the bed who is like :/ I’m tired of you crying mf. This is for my fifth drable of the 100 Drabble Challenge and today I rolled for monster AU. Enjoy!

☾ Disclaimer: All members of BTS are faces and name claims for this story. This is entirely a work of fiction and by no means is meant to be a projection, judgment or representation of real-life people. Any scenarios or representations of the people and places mentioned in works are not representative of real-life scenarios.

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“Holy diver, you’ve been down too long in the midnight sea,” you hum, tracing patterns in the condensation on the glass pane. It’s cool to the touch, sending goosebumps down your arm. Your forehead presses against the window, feeling the damp condensation clinging to it as rain beats on the other side. “Oh, what’s becoming of me?”

The tip tap of the rain matches the dappled shadows dancing across the room. The streetlight shining through the window is a weak glow, broken up by the shadow of your hand and the swaying tree branches as they bow under the wind.

Wind batters the house. The home creaks under the pressure of the wind. A crack of lightning dazes you and your eyes flutter, blinking away bursts of colors and stars as you try to adjust to the darkness of your room again. The electricity flickers, a deep-bellied groan of thunder chasing the lightning.

“Gotta get away, Holy Diver.”

You don’t know why that song. It’s the only thing that comes to you in the emptiness that slinks in on the heels of your sadness, a tune fit for thinking of nothing. Feeling nothing. Being nothing.

You don’t even remember the first time you learned the Dio tune.

“Like the eyes of a cat in the black and blue,” you mumble, the words catching over themselves as you become unfocused, vision blurring. You’re not really thinking of the song, but your lips move. They sound the words.

Lightning flickers again. This time the power fails, the salt lamp in the corner of your room blinks off and the fan in the corner goes dead. The quiet presses in like a physical thing, smothering you as you lean away from the window, spooked by the darkness that floods both inside and outside.

Spinning away from the window in your computer chair, your eyes scan the darkness. The furniture in your room takes on new forms. The lamp looks like something tall and vicious. The lumps of blankets and pillows on the bed look like bodies. The blank space under your bed looks like… something.

A mouth. A void. A thing.

Still, the song plays in your mind, an empty cycle of words and music that you can’t shut off. “Something is coming for you, look out!”

The back of your neck begins to tingle as your gaze settles on the blank darkness under your bed. Slowly, you claw your way from the depths of an empty mind to acute awareness, blinking away the daze and focusing only on the gap between the floor and the bed.

Like always, a razor-thin awareness carves its way through you, an instinct that something is there. Licking your lips, you squint as though it can help you see in the cloying darkness. Your eyes tell you that nothing is there, but the goosebumps and pins and needles sensation slithering down your spine tells you otherwise.

You don’t remember the first time you had the feeling that there was something under your bed. You just know it’s always happened, a preternatural awareness slipping into your mind and telling you to look.

As a child, you were always too afraid to look. As an adult, you cannot help but look, seeking out whatever lies in the dark, searching for whatever it is that wants to be seen.

There’s a hiss of sound. You cock your head. It isn’t enough sound to hear, exactly, but more like it’s the idea of a sound. Both a noise and nothing at all.

“You can hide in the sun 'til you see the light.” The words drip from your mouth unaccounted for. You don’t know what makes you mumble them still. “Oh, we will pray it's alright.”

There is something on your bed. You know it like you know there is a storm outside. You know it like you know to breathe air or like to blink.

Outside, the rain grows louder. There is no lightning to reveal what sits on your bed, but you stare nonetheless, trying to work out where it begins and ends. You think there is a shadow darker than others, but it’s hard to tell.

It doesn’t occur to you not to be afraid. There is a buzzing in your head making fear temporarily unavailable, like a cellphone too far to be in service.

“Why did it stop singing?” You sit straight in your chair. The voice comes from the direction of your bed, velvet soft and barely there. You strain to hear it over the pounding of the rain. “It has a lovely voice.”

“I… forgot I was singing.”

“It forgets that it is making sound?”

The voice is both one voice and a hundred. It feels as though it echoes in your mind, smoke slipping into your ears and filling your senses. Your daze grows stronger, making your lashes flutter as the whispers skim over your mind and skin like a tangible thing.

It fades after a moment, the silence following the sensation. You blink, staring into the darkness. You’re sure you can see a shadow sitting on your bed now, and though you can’t see eyes, you know it is looking at you.

“I was sad.”

“Was? Is?”

“Was.” You think about it and realize that you aren’t sad anymore. The void that you felt only moments earlier is gone. “Yeah, I was sad. Now I’m not.”

“How does it feel?”

“Better.”

“Good. It should be happy. I want it to be happy.”

“What are you?”

“Does it want to see my face?”

You hesitate. It isn’t fear that makes you pause. No, this thing has been in your room for as long as you can remember, though it’s never spoken to you before. You hesitate because you think you should be afraid and yet…

“I would like to, yes.”

Lightning lances and you flinch. You only see the thing - a person - on your bed for a split second, but it’s enough to memorize some of his features. Dark grey hair, an angular face with delicate cheekbones, an elegant nose that’s rounded at the tip, sensual lips that look pillow-soft and rosy, and siren eyes that could look into your very soul.

It’s the eyes you remember. Sleepy. Seductive. Piercing. Eyes like that are what great poets write about, what musicians make songs about. You can feel the weight of his gaze on you even in the dark, pinning you to your computer chair, your instincts buzzing.

You stare into the dark. The dark stares back, perhaps even more severely than before.

His presence is oppressive, you realize. It’s a physical thing, like a blanket of nettle pressing against you both mentally and physically, an itch you can’t scratch.

“You’re pretty,” you breathe.

“It may call me Jimin.”

“You can call me by my name. I’m not an it.”

Though you cannot see the creature - Jimin - you get the sense he’s smiling as he asks, “You will give me your name freely to use? Names are so powerful.”

“Yes, I’d prefer you to call me by my name.”

Jimin repeats your name back and the way he says it makes you shiver, rich chocolate dripping off of his tongue. Still, despite sitting in the dark and speaking with him in that hissing, purring voice of his, you’re not afraid, though… it feels like you could be. Like the fear is somewhere locked deep inside a mine, unable to find the path out.

“Why are you so sad? You’re always so sad.” The way Jimin asks the questions makes you lean forward. His voice is a soft call, the rise and fall of the tone and the softness of the whisper alluring. “Jimin doesn’t like it when you’re sad.”

“I… feel very alone. People always leave me.”

He hums. “You’re never alone. You know that though, don’t you?” You nod, unsure if Jimin can see you with those sharp, keen eyes. “Jimin has always been here.”

“I… felt you.”

“And you were not afraid?”

“I don’t know,” you admit. “I feel like I should be.”

Jimin hums and you can hear him move. The bed creeks as he shifts, though you cannot tell what he’s doing. The pressure of the air around you tightens and you think he might be walking toward you.

“You never have to be afraid of Jimin.” You can smell damp clove and petrichor as he approaches. Like darkness. Like rain. “What if Jimin told you there was a place for you where you would never be sad?”

You hesitate. Jimin is somewhere right in front of you. His body doesn’t radiate heat so much as it radiates energy, an otherness about him that is unfamiliar to you. Perhaps like the static that comes with lightning or the pounding of your heart that comes with adrenaline.

“I think I would like that.”

Cold fingers brush your hand. Jimin chuckles when you flinch and gasp. “No need to be afraid of Jimin. Come.”

Jimin tugs you. It’s gentle at first, but when you don’t move, too slow to catch up, it’s urgent. Worried. Hungry. Demanding. Jimin pulls you out of the seat, his grip turning to iron as he drags you across the room.

Though you’ve told him yes, your body reacts differently. You dig your heels in and lean back, tugging your arm. Your thoughts tangle, trying to get your body to follow him the way your mind wants, but it feels like you’re pressing up against bones and muscles that are unfamiliar, like you can’t get them to work. Like they aren’t yours.

You feel confused. Thoughts thick like cotton, you stumble after Jimin, legs locking and unlocking as you fight for the control to follow him. Jimin hums delightfully and pulls you to your knees, his hands on your shoulders as he giggles.

“Jimin will protect you,” he whispers, his breath fanning your face. It’s cloying sweet, freezing you to the spot as your syrupy thoughts turn solid and realize it’s your instincts making you stop. The fear is there at the last moment, shattering through the dizziness to claim you. “No more sad!”

“Wait-”

“To the Underneath we go. It will be with Jimin forever.”

Jimin gives a brutal pull. You feel your body slam to the ground, thoughts splintering as your head hits the wooden floor. The last thing you remember is the drag of your heavy against the floor, the heavy pressure of static on your skin, and Jimin’s haunting voice singing in the dark.

Like the eyes of a cat in the black and blue, something is coming for you, look out!

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kometqh · 3 months

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ᵀʰᵉ ᴺᵒᵗᵉᵇᵒᵒᵏ

BTS Jungkook x F!Reader

Living in the real, normal world, Y/n comes across all kinds of creatures in her daily life; demons, sirens, protective spirits. The list could go on, but the main point is that she does so unknowingly.

That is, until she is caught in the clutches of death, icy cold water battering her lungs as a Grim Reaper awaits her death, his pitch-black eyes hungry, desperate for her death.

So what happens when a Demon and a Siren come to her rescue?

The sound of coffee beans being grounded and the smell of fresh pastries being put out filled the busy interior of the café, wafting amongst numerous conversations between people, numerous songs being played, numerous stories being exchanged.

The rather large space was engulfed in a warmth that came from two fireplaces, as rain eagerly pattered against the tall, clear windows.

There was one particular man who stood out amongst the others, dressed in a fluffy, knitted grey sweater, a black blazer and jeans. His hat was placed on the side as he sipped on his coffee, finger lazily turning a page in his book. Though his appearance was so unusual, he went by completely unnoticed. Not a single eye caught the sight of him.

He went by the name Jeon, leaving his first name to be a luxury known only to those closest to him.

Although his nose seemed to be pointing to his book, his eyes were observing elsewhere. Scanning, searching.

He noticed the way a woman's lips became redder after sipping quietly on some coffee.

The way a teenagers eyes skimmed over words rapidly whilst reading a mahogany leather book.

Those were just minor distractions, though.

His main focus was the young woman sat at the faraway corner of the café, in the company of a young, red haired man. Her lips, tinted a darker pink, were moving fast, head dipping lower as her eyes stared into her companions, almost pleadingly.

The chime of bells drew his attention away; the woman wouldn't be going anywhere anytime soon.

A young couple entered the café, their eyes set on the seat that Jeon occupied. They skimmed over his figure, just about to place their bags down. He muttered something, his lips barely moving an inch.

The air grew colder, nipping at the couple until they moved away, shaking their head, muttering that it was too cold in that specific spot. Jeon's eyes lingered for a few minutes on the young woman, and, with a sigh, he snapped his book shut.

Gripping tightly on it, he made his way over to his target.

He stood just beside her, watching the man opposite her. He had a heart-shaped smile, almond eyes and ruby-red hair. He often let out an almost intoxicating laugh, the corners of his eyes crinkling up as his smile widened, mirroring that of the woman's.

Jeon leaned down, hands clutching his book behind his back. His nose just barely brushed against the woman's cheek, eyes boring into hers, though she couldn't see him, couldn't feel him. Maybe a small breeze or a shiver, but that's it.

"Y/n L/n." He spoke softly, hand caressing at a loose lock of hair on her head. "22 years old... Female." He continued, this time moving away as he moved to her other side, fingertips leaving featherlight touches over her shoulder.

"Has a family; mother, father, older brother. Single." That last part he had said with an amused huff, his chest raising up and down, heart beating just the slightest bit faster.

He turned his gaze away, looking out through the window.

He could see the waves crashing against the beach perfectly, though the weather was not doing anyone any favours that day. The sky was grey and cloudy, not allowing a single ray of sunshine to pass through.

The water was murky, dark, clawing at the sandy beach below with a spine-chilling fervour. An image flashed through his mind.

The waves, the wooden, soaked dock. Water splashing against it, creating a slippery step. White sneakers stepped over it, a soft voice carried by the harsh winds.

A scream.

Followed by a splash.

Hands thrashed around, reaching out to him from the murky seawater, calling for help.

"Date of death; 15th March 2024." He clicked his tongue loudly and shook his head. "Time; 15:24, died by drowning."

Suddenly, the woman looked at her phone, noticing the time. Her eyes widened in panic, and as she abruptly stood up, she almost spilled her coffee. Slinging her scarf over her neck, she muttered apologies to the man opposite her.

"I'm so sorry Hoseok, I have to go, I'm meeting someone in about half an hour." She said, slinging her hand bag over her shoulder, shoving her phone into her pocket. "It's for my class project, you know, the fish one." She continued, shrugging her shoulders, a tight-lipped smile plastered on her face.

Hoseok's eyes looked up at her, slightly widened, lips parted. Then, he nodded his head in recognition.

"Ahhh, yes. That's fine love, but do you want me to walk you there? I wouldn't want you to slip or something." He said, getting up from his own chair.

"Oh, no no, it's okay! I'll be meeting with Seokjin." She exclaimed, waving her hands in protest. "He collected some statistics from the fishery, so I'll only be getting those and heading straight home after." She said, this time moving around the table to stand by Hoseok's side, placing a warm hand on his shoulder.

"I won't be long, I'll be home before you know it." She said softly, a small smile on her lips.

Hoseok nodded, though his eyes had a suspicious glint in them.

"You better text me as soon as you get home, alright?" He asked, bringing her in for a hug. Y/n exhaled into his shoulder, her hands wrapping around his waist, nodding her head.

"Of course I will. You do the same, okay?" She looked up at him, a quirk in her brow, and with that, the two bid their goodbyes and Y/n was on her way, with a dark, shadowy figure looming over her shoulder.

The walk itself didn't seem to take too long; before she knew it, it was almost half past. The ocean breeze blew past her mercilessly, dragging a strands of hair behind, tangling them into a mess of nightmares.

A strong shudder travelled down her spine, though she downplayed it to just the weather being cruel.

She couldn't see the dark cloud looming over her shoulder, checking the time on his wrist every so often as he stalked after her, black irises growing desperate, hungry. The more souls he collected the better.

The reaper almost wished he could speed the process up, the hairs on the back of his neck standing up on the ends, his body experiencing a new kind of static excitement. He was so close, so so close to-

His eyes widened, feet coming to a stop as he was greeted with a familiar face.

Golden hair glinted even on the murky day, the grey clouds not dimming the glow that surrounded him. His almond eyes travelled to Y/n's, a dimpled smile appearing on his cheeks as he extended a pair of muscular arms out for a hug.

For a moment, Jeon felt a false sense of security; the man couldn't see him.

But that feeling was shattered like a porcelain doll when the man's piercing gaze stabbed right through him. Eyes narrowed like that of a fox, the man's eyebrows furrowed in a fury.

What was the Reaper doing with his precious, little human friend?

Kim Namjoon wondered, his hands rubbing comforting circles over Y/n's back, his grip tightening ever so slightly. His gaze never left Jeon, observing the unmoving figure.

Was Y/n going to die?

How?

Why and when?

Now?

Like hell he was going to let that happen.

He was ripped from his spiralling thoughts, Y/n having pulled away and now gazing at him, a look of adoration swimming in her irises. She admired Namjoon, not only for his brains, but also for his kindness.

He was her senior by a year, always busy with new modules and projects set by their shared professors, but he never failed to lend her a helping hand, guiding her in the right direction study-wise.

A lot of her work had also referenced his own research; which was beneficial in many ways.

"Namjoon! I haven't seen you in so long, what are you doing here?!" She asked, a wide grin stretching across her face, her hands rubbing up and down his arms in an attempt to keep him warm.

"I was just coming back from meeting Jin, we were working on collecting some statistics," He paused, moving to walk alongside the young woman, her hand linked around one of his arms.

"Isn't that weird? I was on my way to see him," She responded, turning to give Namjoon a raised brow, "Did he ask you to help him out?"

At that, Namjoon nodded his head, a laugh escaping his lips. He let out a sniffle, his long strides keeping Y/n on her toes as she made an effort to keep in pace with the male.

Jeon followed them like a gloomy cloud, occasionally noticing Namjoon sending daggers at him, a dangerous furrow between his eyebrows. The demon wasn't happy about the threat to his favourite human's life.

He'd do anything to protect her, to keep her by his side.

Jeon knew that the demon was one born of jealousy and greed, but that hadn't phased him. He had met far too many dangerous creatures during his long lifespan, eventually becoming immune to their negative auras and murderous thoughts.

He himself was repenting for his past lives' sins, so it wasn't like he was a saint himself.

It wasn't long before the three met a third creature; a siren, the so-called Seokjin. Though this one couldn't see Jeon, he could feel his presence, Jin's ears peeking up at the unfamiliar tension lurking around Y/n's shoulders.

Just as he was about to ask, Namjoon shot him a death stare, Jin understanding immediately.

'I'll explain later'

The three talked for a while, a few gasps and laughs escaping the conversation. As promised, Jin had collected the data Y/n had requested, his chest puffing up proudly as the woman flicked through the pages eagerly.

"This is amazing Jin! Where the hell did you find all these people?!" She had exclaimed at one point, bringing him in for another hug as she nuzzled her nose into his neck, just beneath his jawline.

"Y'know I've got connections, Y/n/n," He chuckled, sending a cheeky wink at her, "I'm glad I could be of help to you sweets."

The conversation carried on for a little while longer, Y/n parting from the two as she insisted she had to be home early, or else Hoseok would go insane.

With a quick goodbye and hug, she left through the door of the fishing hut, walking along the deck.

The sky was much darker now, and the waves murkier. She couldn't even see her own reflection in the water as she leant over, feeling her sneakers getting soaked.

Water licked at her shoes, aggressively staining the material. She'd have to battle out the salt later on.

Soon, a big wave had made its way towards her, the current almost swaying her off of the deck, tugging at her body. That itself was scary enough for the young woman to hurry her pace, hands stuffed in her pockets as she wearily eyed the water.

The sky seemed gloomier, greyer, more dangerous. Her hurried steps could barely be heard over the splashing of waves against boulders and deck, her heart rate spiking up.

The wind pulled at her hair and scarf, blowing cold wisps of air into her ears and eyes, almost blinding her from how much she needed to blink just to remove the stray sand Pericles from her waterline.

Her hand came up to rub at her eye, thumb pulling at the sand grains. And that was her mistake.

On unsteady feet, a distracted mind, and cold hands, a wave larger than the previous one had smashed against the shore, the draft pulling her backwards as the woman fell, her temple hitting the side of the dense, slippery green wood.

The water engulfed her body completely, dragging her back and forth, the coldness invading her nostrils and wind pipe.

It prickled at her fingers like a thousand tiny blades, but burned her from the inside out like an uncontrollable wildfire. She tried not to panic, she tried so hard. But when your senses are screaming for you to breathe and to get out, it's difficult to stop thrashing around; like a canary in a small cage.

She couldn't see anything, the scalding, salty water forcing her eyelids to close, to seek some form of comfort as she blindly swam through the water, her lungs burning with an unknown agony.

Her screams occasionally reached her ears, as the waves sadistically teased her, allowing just enough air to enter her lungs before it was deemed enough, and that's when she inhaled what felt like a bucket-full of salty, scratching sea-water.

Her nose burned, her eyes burned.

Her throat was on fire, her lungs fighting to push the water out.

Her body was scalding hot.

Her arms thrashed, attempting to form some sort of swim, her legs kicking up as the pounding in her head never eased.

She fought and fought, forcing her body back to the top, until her limbs grew too tired, until another current swayed her further and further away, until the remaining oxygen had been emptied from her lungs, escaping in small bubbles that slowly floated upwards.

The tips of her fingers prickled, her hair tickling the tip of her nose as it swayed gently, the current becoming calmer the further she sank. The cold enveloped her in an icy embrace, freezing over her skin, tainting it the colour red, her cheeks having lost their usual warm hue.

Her body hit the sand, small particles lunged upwards, dancing around her grimly.

The cold was like a blanket, chilling through layers on skin, blood and muscle, finally coiling around her bones like a desperate, starving snake, squeezing tighter and tighter, crushing any feeling she had before she had fallen.

Her consciousness fought, and the little survival instinct and adrenaline that circled within her body, had all but made the tiniest of twitches prance all over. The quickest flex of a pointer finger, a sudden kick of her foot, or the spasmed leaps of her chest and shoulders.

How much time had passed? Only those above knew.

Did anyone hear her falling in? Possibly.

All she knew was the indescribable burning sensation in her chest, the suffocating inability to breathe.

Her vision was pitch-black, her surroundings turning into nothingness as her body slowly caved in, almost curling in on itself.

She then, suddenly, felt a soft touch on her arm. It tugged at her body, swaying it through the water. Was she dead already?

It wasn't until she felt a chilling breeze gush past her, her mind empty and blank, unable to tell what was happening.

The scalding burn that enveloped her body had turned into the most painful coldness she had ever felt. What was happening? Hasn't she had enough?

But it was too late, as a pair of hands pumped against her chest, another pair stuttering around her face, a soft touch stroking the icy skin of her cheek. She was swallowed by darkness, her mind going numb, body limp, and consciousness far away.

Jeon tutted to himself as he watched the scene unfold, the sight of a half-naked demon trying to resuscitate you, shouting for you to stay away.

It was ironic, really.

But Jeon knew, that in just a moments time, you would be stood by his side, clawing at your face, pulling your hair, screaming hysterically at the sight of your long-dead body, pleading for one last chance.

Namjoon's hands continued pushing against your chest in rhythmic beats, his breathing laboured and short. Water dripped down the sharp tips of his soaked hair, down onto the muscular, naked expanse of his back.

Goosebumps run rampant across his sun-kissed skin, though it wasn't because of the cold.

Oh no, Jeon knew exactly what those shivers were.

Excitement. Elation. Pride.

Defiance.

That greedy demon wasn't worried nor was he cold, he was happy!

Jeon squinted his eyes at the creature, knowing he took pride in what he was doing.

With a soft sigh, he inched closer to your body, until he became an eclipse above the demon's shoulders.

He didn't feel an ounce of joy as previous records of numerous deaths unfolded before his eyes, his fist always clutched tight at his side as he half-reminisced, his pupils clouded over, an all too familiar memory coming to flood his senses.

His breathing laboured, pupils blown wide, throat sore as an inaudible hurdle of screams erupted from within his chest.

The fear he felt, the guilt, the pain. It had all shook him to his core.

He remembered it so clearly, as though it happened yesterday.

The way her eyes clouded over, a gasp escaping from her gaped lips.

That day.. That day she left him, clutching the arrow that had been impaled into her chest, the day he lost the love of his life.

Right through the heart.

His frown remained, his chest tightened, for another two or so minutes, before confusion washed over him. Where was she? Wasn't her spirit supposed to appear before him by now?

Slowly reaching into his notepad, the tips of his fingers had just barely brushed against the tip of his Notebook, when the sound of suffocated coughs and gurgles filled his ears.

She's alive?

How?

What did that stupid, ignorant demon just do?

He could feel his blood begin to boil, the sight of Namjoon's cheery grin and Seokjin's laughter as they had managed to successfully revive you.

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leeehye · 10 months

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Angel… (M.Y/1)

“people like me break beautiful things…”

[summary] Y/n’s life seem to be miserable and filled with bad luck. Until a mysterious man comes into her life taking her loneliness away yet there can be more to his mystery.

[warnings] language, violence/blood, mentions of sex, alcohol, assault 🔞, angst, smut (later on), behavior, smoking

[a/n] I got inspired through Jimin’s song Angel but for YOONGI with Agust D! it might be just a drabble I’m still not sure I am just so full of ideas! I have a lot I want to post! ❤️‍🔥 LET ME KNOW WHAT YOU THINK 💭 ENJOY!

WC: 3.0k 🖤

It was a Friday night and my boss had made me work extra time. Which I couldn’t deny, I needed the extra money if there was a chance. Being so late at night I had to walk home since calling Namjoon was useless at this point.

Thunder started to roar and I wasn’t going to lie, it got scary. I hated thunder and mostly when being alone at night. My mom would always hold me tight during a thunderstorm and dad would get hot chocolate for me and I would feel safe. Unfortunately she had passed away along with my father when I was just 10, and since then my brother Namjoon and I had to look after eachother.

Water droplets started to fall on my head and I quietly groaned placing my hand on my forehead trying to get a clear view as the rain got harder. As I walk noises started to come from behind me. I didn’t want to keep scaring myself so I tried to ignore it until a whistle made my nervousness grow. I started to walk faster, and someone grabbed me harshly by my purse pulling me back harshly.

“Where are you heading this late cutie?” a guy said smirking looking down at me pulling me away with him. I stayed quiet trying to fight my way out of his grip but he touched me against a wall in a dark alley.

“Leave me alone!” I screamed, failing at trying to stay calmed, the man came closer.

“Did you hear that guys? Little princess here thinks we’re letting her go without having fun first” he said as he rested his hand on my waist squeezing it hard holding my hands harshly bring tears into my eyes.

I whimpered in pain trying to get out but another guy came from behind ans started to brush his hands on me.

“Stop it!” I yelled trying to step on their feet as the guy was attacking my neck, but suddenly a deep voice made him stop.

“Didn’t you hear the girl asshole?” a voice said but I couldn’t see his face, the rain and wet hair on my face made it hard to. The guys stepped away from me and I got ready to make a run for it. The man that had grabbed me scoffed as the mysterious man got closer. They were starting to argue and I couldn’t take it. I was shaking.

“Come on man, you can have a turn as well, even…you can be first if you like…she looks like a virgin…” the guy said laughing but he was suddenly silenced when the man landed a punch on his face, making me gasp covering my mouth quickly. As the guy got up from the floor the other guy went to him and started attacking him, I noticed a shiny thing, a blade. I squinted trying to make out the figures and the guy got up and started to attack the mysterious man.

I couldn’t just stay there, I looked around and saw an old baseball bat, grabbing a hold of it I swung it up hitting the guy who fell unconsious and the mysterious man punched the other one before quickly grabbing my wrist pushing the bat out of my hands pulling me out of the alley running out and I couldn’t argue he had helped me so I followed him.

Hearing the guy cursing at us, the mysterious man pulled me into a dark space between two shops hiding us in there he held me against the wall as his arms trapped me between him and the wall, the silhouette of his head seemed to be watching out making sure we had lost the other two, I could only hear our heavy breathing and the pouring rain.

We stayed quiet for a few seconds, the rain still falling on us and we were soaking wet, after a while he finally moved away from me standing in front of me. I flnched as soon as I heard his deep voice again.

“Are you stupid?” he asked and I just stayed quiet looking down feeling a bit guilty, I got him beat up but still he can’t be calling me stupid. I don’t even know him.

“It isn’t my fault!” I exclaimed, before quickly reaching for my phone turning on the flashlight pointing it at him who winced at the sudden light. My hand covered my mouth seeing his bleeding lip and a big scar that went down his right eye.

“Oh my god, I am so sorry…does it hurt?” I quickly asked about to touch his eye but he held my wrist stopping me from touching him.

“I’m fine…where do you live?” he asked coldly as I was still worried about his wounds.

“Um…about four more blocks…don’t worry I can leave from here” I said and he scoffed.

“And what have yourself caught by those assholes again? Yeah for sure, walk I’ll follow…” he said pulling me out of our hiding spot and I decided to not argue he was already to beaten up and he was partially right I couldn’t risk being caught by those assholes again.

Walking to my building, I walked up the stairs to the very top the outside lights were on and I started typing in my code before looking at him.

“Um let me take care of your wounds…it’s the least I can do after you helped me out there” I whispered and he looked up at me as his hands were in his pockets.

“You talk too much, just go in…” he said, waving me off making a face and I frowned my eyebrows. Opening my door I quickly grabbed him from his sleeve and pulled him inside my apartment, it was small and girly, it wasn’t very big either.

“Sit down…” I said to the mysterious man as I ran to the bathroom grabbing towels and the first aid kit before going to him. I gently wrapped a towel around his shoulders before wrapping one around me. Being concentrated on getting the right ointment for his lip wound I saw him looking around my place.

“It might sting a bit…” I said resting my hand on the back of his head as I slowly pressed the cotton pad on his wound as he flinched trying to move away.

“Sorry…it’ll be better by tomorrow…” I whispered softly reaching for a little bandit putting it on the scratch on his forehead.

“Um how did you get that scar?” I asked without thinking while putting away the things and he scoffed.

“What are we getting to know each other now? We should have a sleepover?” he said coldly but sarcastically and I widened my eyes quickly getting up.

“I…you’re right…sorry…um but still thank you for—”

“Y/n someone broke in—!” Namjoon came in running into the room holding one of my pink vases.

“What…Who the hell is this?” he asked as the man got up pulling my pink towel off of him, handing it to me.

“None of your concern…I’m going” he mumbled and I couldn’t say anything before he was out of my place. Once he was gone I turned to Namjoon throwing the wet towel at him.

“You’re such an idiot! He came and saved me while you didn’t pick up my calls!” I yelled at him before rolling my eyes heading to the bathroom.

☁️ NEXT DAY ☁️

I walked into the coffee shop the next day, tired but I had no other choice, I had to work to pay my tuition and bills. Tying on my apron I made sure coffee machines, and everything needed was ready for the day. In a few minutes Jia and Jimin made their way inside. Back story of us, they were my co-workers and we were good friends. I met Jia first though and we are best friends.

“Hey girl!” Jia said, smiling, approaching me behind the counter putting on her apron.

“You seem tired, '' Jimin added and I nodded, closing my eyes gently.

“Ugh…I know exams are kicking my butt! And last night was ugh…” I said giggling gently massaging my shoulders.

“But either way, Namjoon isn’t much of a help” I said and we stayed and talked for a few minutes until people started arriving.

We were busy for a while, and I was packed with taking orders while Jimin worked on the drinks and Jia on the pastries, taking another order and I looked up to take the next order, only to see…the mysterious man from last night.

“Y-You?” I asked quietly surprised of how small the world was making us see each other, or was it meant to be? He cleared his throat looking up at the menu, before looking at me almost acting like he had never seen me. I frowned a bit confused, he probably didn’t recognize me? Did he had short term memory lost? Nah he seemed healthy and…good looking I had to admit. He had pretty eyes, his right one decored with the scar and his milky white skin was glowing.

“Um…may I take your order?” I asked, now myself acting like he was a stranger, which he was.

“Um…One americano…” he mumbled taking out his wallet handing me a $20. Ugh this man was really like a black coffee, he was serious as heck and now he was going to make me count change. After a minute of taking out the right change I handed it to him.

“It’ll be out…shortly” I finished off quietly as he had already walked away before I finished my sentence. Asshole.

Jimin had finished the black coffee in seconds and other drinks and I went and took them to the tables, I stopped by with some nice old ladies leaving their drinks before finishing at the mysterious guy’s table. He was looking out the window playing with a lighter, on and off the lighter went and he took out a cigarette placing it in between his lips. My eyes widened and headed over to him.

“You can’t smoke here” I said quickly and without thinking I had taken the cigarette out of his mouth. Both of our eyes widened but mine were bigger while he glanced at me.

“Sorry…sorry here…I…here’s your coffee as well…” I said quickly setting the cigarette on the table with his coffee. I gently bowed making my embarrassment more obvious, I slightly saw him scoff showing a smirk.

“You’re a responsible one huh?” he said taking something from his pocket, the change from earlier that it felt like an eternity to count, he looked at me and placed it in my apron’s pocket. I was left frozen on the spot.

“Um…what are–” before I could ask what he was doing a voice made me turn around.

“You! Worker!” a woman from the corner yelled signaling me to go to her, releasing a sigh I went over to her and forced a smile, screw customer service. Reaching to her, she was tap his long polish nails on the table.

“Yes ma’am do you need something?” I asked politely and she rolled her eyes.

“I wouldn’t have called you if I didn’t need anything would I?” she responded harshly making the customers around the place turn to watch what was happening. Jia had started recording in case this woman had other things in mind and Jimin was ready with the phone.

“Then what do you need ma’am?” I asked, trying to contain my patience.

“I want a refund. This was the wrong order” she said, making a face at the food on the table. I slightly rolled my eyes and grabbed her ticket, slowly looking through the items on her table.

“Well everything you ordered is the exact same thing you have on the table, and I always repeat your order at the counter…and even if it was wrong ma’am…we don’t do refunds for a half drank coffee and a almost finished breakfast sandwich” I said teaching her a lesson making her snatch her ticket out of my hand. She stood up resting her hand on her hip and pushed on my shoulder with her other hand.

“Please do not touch me,” I said sternly slapping her hand away seeing her getting angry

“You little bitch! It was the wrong order! Just make a new one that’s your job!” she yelled at me.

“I can’t make a new one! You already ate it! Meaning there’s nothing wrong!” I yelled back at her losing my patience, she scoffed looking at me with disgust before swinging her hand up about to slap me, and I was ready to receive it, I wasn’t fast enough to move, that’s went a bitter smell mixed with smoke came to my nose, and no pain was felt.

Opening my eyes, the mysterious man had held the woman’s hand stopping her from slapping me. She gasped being her dramatic self starting to yell trying to look at me, who was now standing behind the mysterious man’s tall figure.

“I think you should leave” the man said blankly to the woman who was raging with anger, she snatched her hand from his grip and pushing the food to the floor leaving a mess and some got on my apron an some on my cheek. She grabbed her things and made her way out. I closed my eyes taking a deep breath in, before grabbing a napkin wiping my apron before cleaning my face.

I didn’t say anything and just moved to the floor placing the broken plate and glass pieces on the tray, on the corner of my eyes I see him kneel down helping me with the glass pieces. I widened my eyes and didn’t pay attention causing a glass to wound my finger, making me wince.

“Do you have to deal with stupid people like that?” he asked and I shrugged.

“It’s rare believe it or not…but when it happens…god” I whispered and he nodded. That’s when Jimin came with the mop and broom and he started to clean the food and the spilled beverage. Pushing a strand of hair behind my ear, I took the tray with the broken dishes and into the disposal. As I turned around the mysterious man was behind me making me gasp.

“You scared me” I mumbled while he grabbed my wrist looking at the cut on my finger as he took a bandit out from his pocket wrapping it around my finger. He let go of my hand and made his way out of the shop.

“What did just happen?” Jimin’s voice made me jump making me turn my head, going over to him behind the counter I leaned over it and watched the mysterious man leaving throw the glass windows. “I would like to know that too” I whispered looking down at my finger.

[ ✨ LATER ✨]

Locking the shop’s doors I fixed the tote bag on my shoulder seeing the text message I sent Namjoon, he left me on read again. Fuck you Namjoon.

I started walking home, thankfully it wasn’t as late as yesterday, but keeping my head down on my phone my head suddenly bumped into someone’s chest, I quickly looked up.

“Ow…”

“Shouldn’t you be paying attention to where you’re going?” the mysterious man said, somehow I had remembered his voice and could probably recognize it anywhere. “That’s why assholes find you as a target” he added taking my phone out of my hands into his pocket.

“Hey! My–look I had…a frustrating and tiring day to deal with you now…thank you for helping me, but I have to get home before it gets dark” I said trying to grab my phone from him but he was faster and grabbed my wrist.

“Do you trust me?” he asked me and I frowned my eyebrows puzzled at his question, he had helped me out twice and I guess I trusted him, but it still depends for what.

“I…I guess but–” I mumbled but I didn’t finsh before he took off running with me not letting go. With me yelling the whole way longing for a break he took me inside a building, which seemed to be an empty one and abandoned, since we took the stairs.

“Hey! Water break!” I yelled before he stopped and I was breathing heavily, god I regretted telling him that I trusted him.

“You talk too much” he mumbled and pulled me out, we were now on the rooftop of the building, I was slightly blinded by the sun, but then I realized how pretty the sunset was. We got closer to the edge and I slowly held on from the railing. Taking in the view of the city, slowly looking up seeing the blue sky tinted with red and pink. A smile appeared on my face, I hadn’t smiled in so long it felt so relaxing.

“Do you like it?” the mysterious man asked softly making me look at him still smiling.

“Are you kidding? The view from here is amazing…I had never seen the city like this and the sunset is beautiful…” I said softly and I heard his lighter go off.

He had lit a cigarette and started to smoke, taking a hit of his cigarette and slowly letting the smoke out.

“I can lend this place to you…meaning we can share it” he said holding the cigarette before continuing. What did he mean?

“What? What do you mean?” I asked looking at him who was standing a few feet from me.

“I found this place first, and I thought the same thing you did…I guess being here it takes my mind off things or just helps me forget any shit…you know?” he said releasing some smoke.

I slowly nodded and moved closer slowly. “Well, if you don’t mind sharing this place…I will take your offer…I think you helped me find my new favorite place” I said smiling looking back again to the view. Until something hit me, this man was a walking mystery I had told this man that I trusted him, and he had already saved me twice. He showed me this wonderful place and I didn’t even know his name.

“By the way…what’s your name?” I asked turning my head to him again as his movements came to a stop. Slowly pulling the cigarette from his lips he glanced at me staring at me for a few seconds before he cleared his throat and his deep voice spoke.

“Yoongi…”

to be continued…

This one is another series I wanted to post and I am so excited for this one! I will be working on these series along with (a dare after all) and (sweet truth)

Taglist for ANGEL ⬇️

Request! Comment or asks 🙏 thank you for all the love 💕 LET ME KNOW YOUR FAVORITE PART I WAS FREAKING OUT WHILE WRITING THIS. ❤️‍🔥

Currently working on a dare after all PT.3 🤭

#min yoongi #yoongi #bts suga #bts jimin #bts x reader #suga smut #yoongi imagine #bts fic #suga scenarios #agustd #min yoongi smut #suga fluff #yoongi x reader #bts #bts yoongi #min yunki #Spotify

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notacelestialbeing · 9 months

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criminal (tiffany x f!reader)

a tiffany au, chapter story.

⤷ synopsis: tiffany is the leader of a criminal society known as the syndicated. she meets you through her father who wants her to marry you as a way to grow army of the syndicated. it all starts to spiral out of control until tiffany and you begin to develop feelings for each other. tiffany being unable to love/be loved, doesn’t know what this new emotion is, you help her figure it out. however, an unknown society begins to invade any possibility of happiness entering the two societies and tries to take revenge from the past. a past two guys tried to put behind. but can you two truly defeat whatever unknown society has started to take over the world?

⤷ characters:

switch!f!reader - co-leader of the jaded morningstars

switch!tiffany - leader of the syndicated seraphs

jung ho-seok - father of tiffany

kim namjoon - father of the reader

IU - mother of tiffany

han sohee - mother of the reader

kim chaewon - sister of the reader

rosé - right hand woman of the reader/older sister

bang chan - left hand man of the reader

huh yunjin - right hand woman of tiffany

min yoongi - left hand man of tiffany/older brother

newjeans - the reader’s younger sisters

dreamcatcher - the reader’s cousins (special appearances)

aespa - tiffany’s younger sisters

itzy - tiffany’s cousins (special appearances)

the serpents/vampires

the dearils/shapeshifters

lilith’s messengers/demons

hades’ pigeons/phoenixes

+ more guest appearances/special appearances.

⤷ warnings: violence, sexual themes, suggestive language, cursing, mature themes, gore, mentions of traumatic experiences, fluffy, slightly angsty, supernatural characters/places, themes of paranormal activity, greek mythology, dark.

⤷ themes/tropes of the story: enemies to lovers, arranged marriage, cults, dystopian societies, cyberpunk, paranormal, supernatural themes, mentions of greek gods/goddesses, mentions of demons/vampires/evil seraphs/phoenixes/shapeshifters.

⤷ songs:

s-class by stray kids, venom by stray kids, freeze by stray kids, charmer by stray kids, etc.

cyberpunk by ateez

end of the night by jay park

love killa by monsta x, got me in chains by monsta x, rotate by monsta x, etc.

dive by jooyoung

bother me by chungha

mirotic by tvxq, everyday it rains by tvxq, wrong number by tvxq, etc.

trauma by sf9

love on the floor by nct 127

criminal by taemin, move by taemin, artistic groove by taemin, heart stop by taemin & seulgi, eclipse by taemin + a lot of songs by taemin.

bite me by enhypen

eve, psyche & the bluebeard’s wife by lesserafim

sinphony by kim wooseok, shame by kim wooseok, red moon by kim wooseok, etc.

miss right by bts, dimple by bts, coffee by bts, rain by bts, 21st century girl by bts, etc.

h2o by lay

⤷ a chapter series.

⤷ chapter 1: the unknown society.

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arabelladeclan · 2 months

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stray kids: discography

i remember getting very confused about their song releases and just the discography in general, so i compiled official releases in one post.

stray kids also have multiple songs only released on youtube, usually under "SKZ-RECORD", which means they're not on albums (or spotify). these are the ones:

ORIGINALS (only on youtube):

DRIVE - CHAN, LEE KNOW

UP ALL NIGHT - 오늘 밤 나는 불을 켜 - SEUNGMIN, FELIX, CHANGBIN, CHAN

MAKNAE ON TOP - 막내온탑 - I.N, feat. CHAN, CHANGBIN

LITTLE STAR - 꼬마별 - HYUNJIN

ICE CREAM - HYUNJIN

STREET LIGHT - CHANGBIN feat. CHAN

CLOSE - HAN

HAPPY - HAN

WISH YOU BACK - HAN

조각 (SCULPTURE) - CHANGBIN, SEUNGMIN

좋으니까 (BECAUSE I LOVE YOU) - CHANGBIN, FELIX

외계인 (ALIEN) - HAN

찬스 (CHANCE) - FELIX, CHAN

한 번 더 리플레이 (ICE AMERICANO) - LEE KNOW, HAN

빵꿀즈 (YEAH BOSS) - I.N, CHANGBIN

0티격태격 (TEASING) - HYUNKIN, SEUNGMIN "잔소리 대마왕 (KING OF NAGGING)"

인정하기 싫어 (I HATE TO ADMIT IT) - CHAN

CYPHER - CHANGBIN

I GOT IT - HAN

not to mention 3RACHA, a sub-unit constituted by CHAN, CHANGBIN AND HAN, (who go by different names: CB97, SPEARB, J.ONE) also have their own tracks on separate releases, one of them named ZONE. i'll just leave the link for their official channel because everything is there and neatly organized. click here to see 3RACHA's stuff.

there are also OST (original soundtracks) that weren't released as singles or single albums, like TOP, so these are the ones i found:

POP UP BOY!: HELLO STRANGER (STRAY KIDS)

LOVE IN CONTRACT: CLOSE TO YOU (SEUNGMIN)

EXTRAORDINARY YOU: NEVER ENDING STORY (also translated as "story that won't end") (STRAY KIDS)

HOMETOWN CHA-CHA-CHA: HERE ALWAYS (SEUNGMIN)

TOWER OF GOD: TOP (STRAY KIDS)

TOWER OF GOD: SLUMP (STRAY KIDS)

these are collabs i know exist:

GOING DUMB - ALESSO X STRAY KIDS X CORSAK

JUST BREATHE - SKY-HI feat. 3RACHA (CHAN, CHANGBIN, HAN)

MIRROR MIRROR - F.HERO x MILLI feat. CHANGBIN

NO PROBLEM - NAYEON (TWICE) feat. FELIX

COVERS:

they have covered tons of songs, from voice to choreos, whether on studios or live, and it's a little impossible to compile all of them, but i'll be completing this list as i come across them:

(most of the covers in this list came from a video i found, by user Cray K, and it's from january, 2019, so they are featured on the same video):

AS IF IT'S YOUR LAST - (originally by BLACKPINK)

GO CRAZY + HANDS UP - (originally by 2PM)

NEW FACE - (originally by PSY)

WARRIOR'S DESCENDANT - (originally by H.O.T)

IT'S RAINING - (originally by RAIN)

DANCE THE NIGHT AWAY - (originally by TWICE)

WHO'S YOUR MAMA -(originally by JYP)

GOODBYE BABY - (originally by MISS A)

LOOK - (originally by GOT7)

DNA - (originally by BTS)

HARD CARRY - (originally by GOT7)

GROWL + OVERDOSE - (originally byEXO)

DIONYSIUS - (originally by BTS)

BANG, BANG, BANG - (originally by BIG BANG)

FANCY - (originally by TWICE)

MY HOUSE - (originally by 2PM)

ADORE U - (originally by SEVENTEEN)

LIKE OOH AHH - (originally by TWICE)

AGAIN & AGAIN - (originally by 2PM)

HISTORY OF K-POP: Stray Kids X NCT DREAM (featuring felix' iconic "BOOM SHAKA LAKA, WOW FANTASTIC" that you see everywhere)

INDIVIDUAL/TWO PEOPLE COVERS: it also includes other people that were featuring the songs. these might get confusing because most titles are in korean, but i did my best to find the original artists' names romanized and the songs' titles:

위로 ("consolation) |artist: 권진아 = KWON JIN-AH |cover by I.N

GHOST |artist: Justin Bieber| cover by SEUNGMIN

ZOMBIE |artist: DAY6 - cover by HAN, SEUNGMIN

향기만 남아 ("memory of your scent") |artist: 허각 = HUH GAK - covered by I.N

3108 |artist: 하현상 = HA HYUNSANG |cover by SEUNGMIN

LOVE AGAIN |artist: 백현 = BAEKHYUN - covered by SEUNGMIN

너였다면 ("if it is you")/ artist: 정승환 = JUNG SEUNG-HWAN - covered by I.N

시작 ("start") |artist: 가호 = GAHO |cover by SEUNGMIN

그렇게 있어 줘 ("stay as you are") |artist: 산들 - SANDEUL |cover by SEUNGMIN

CONGRATULATIONS |artist: DAY6 |cover by HAN, SEUNGMIN

예뻤어 ("you were beatiful") |artist: DAY6 |covered by SEUNGMIN

ME! |artist: Taylor Swift |covered by Tzuyu (from TWICE feat. CHAN)

PSYCHO |artist: Red Velvet |covered by HYUNJIN (SKZ), SANHA (ASTRO), BOMIN (GOLDEN CHILD), DAEHWI AB6IX

여름 안에서("in summer) |artist: DEUX |covered by FELIX, 우기 (SONG YUQI), 영훈 (THE BOYZ)

"TOMORROW" |artist: ? |covered by CHANGBIN (on masked singer)

CITY OF STARS |artist: ? |covered by FELIX, LIA (ITZY), CHAN

there's a bunch of other covers made in variety shows besides live performances, so i'm just gonna leave this link for you to see everything is compiled.

#stray kids #maxident #noeasy #oddinary #bang chan #lee felix #han jisung #lee know #lee minho #seo changbin #kim seungmin #yang jeongin #i.n #hwang hyunjin

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03-shiro-25 · 9 months

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BTS reaction | when you love the rain

BTS OT7 x gn reader

Synopsis: you love the rain. You love listening to it. So you went outside to enjoy it

warnings: only fluff I think

Note: I just thought of Jk's reaction randomly and decided I had to write it down, so why not do one for every member?

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Jin

He was always concerned about your well being. Almost like a parent would be. And he knew that you loved the rain more than anything. So as he stood in the kitchen looking for snacks and realizing that is was raining he was literally just waiting for you to storm down the stairs to go outside.

And just like he predicted, not even a minute later he heard you running down past him towards the door. He made his way towards you while you put your shoes on, getting ready to go for a walk. "And what do you think you are doing?" he spoke, jokingly trying to sound like a parent. You looked up to see him slightly smiling at you.

"Oh come on, you know what I am doing, I am going on a walk!" you exclaimed excited. He loved seeing you like this. But he wouldn't let you leave without at least a jacket and an umbrella. He would hate seeing you sick because of something you loved. So he grabbed a jacket and an umbrella and handed you both items. You understood that he cared about you so you took both and started to leap towards the door before you even put your jacket on.

"Hey?! Aren't you going to wait for me?" he asked dramatically, so you turned around to look at him questioning. Only to see him putting his shoes and jacket on too. He has never been the biggest fan of rain so you didn't quite understand what he was doing. He noticed your confusion and explained. "Just because I don't like getting wet like that doesn't mean I can't go on a walk with you in the rain. As long as I stay under that umbrella!" he pointed towards the item in your right hand.

You smiled you biggest smile as you left hand in hand with him.

Suga

He worked on his songs the whole night. It was early in the morning already and he hasn't slept one bit. For the first time in hours he took his headphones of only to be met with the gently tapping noises the rain made as it fell against the windows. He has always found comfort in rain, so he decided that it was finally time to take a break from work.

He exited his small studio he had in your shared house and went to the kitchen to get himself something warm to drink. As soon as he entered the living room he felt that the air there was way colder than usual. So he looked to the door which led to the stair to the garden and saw that it was open.

As he approached the door with the intention to close it he stopped as he saw you, sitting at the stairs, which were shielded by the roof, in your pajamas just looking at your garden and enjoying the rain. This sight was just breathtaking for him. Your uncombed hair, the beautiful flowers in your garden and the trees and grass looking fresh from the rain. He slowly approached you "Hey.." he greeted you with a soft voice. You turned around looking at him "Oh, hello baby" you smiled as he kissed you before sitting down on the stairs next to you.

"What are you doing up already?" he asked you as he took a sip of his hot drink, offering you some. "The rain woke me up... so I wanted to come here and enjoy it for a while" you said, taking a sip of his drink, gazing at the leafs that shook every time a raindrop would land on them.

For others seeing you like this might have seemed sad, but as Suga looked at you he saw nothing but pure happiness and relaxation in your eyes. He laid down with his head on your lap. Closing his eyes he listened to the raindrops tapping, feeling the heat radiating from you keeping him warm and feeling your hand that found its way into his hair, stroking it gently. He snuggled against your touch almost like a cat would.

All these things slowly lulled him into his well deserved and highly needed sleep.

J-hope

It was the middle of the night. You were fast asleep when you suddenly felt your boyfriend shaking your body almost violently. "Baby!! It is raining! Come on!" he spoke once he was sure you were awake. But you didn't even register what was actually going on. Just sitting in your bed, still half asleep while slowly looking at your seemingly excited boyfriend.

After a moment you got yourself to look at the clock. It was 2 in the morning. Why did your boyfriend just wake you? As you turned your head to look at him slowly he got impatient. So he carefully but forcefully grabbed your hand and pulled you out of bed towards the front door. "Come on before the rain stops again!" he spoke with a big smile an his face. You stumbled a bit but managed to follow him wherever he was leading you to. As the word rain left his mouth you were wide awake suddenly. "Rain?" you asked him with a still slightly sleepy voice. He just nodded and pointed outside.

Even if it was still really dark outside you could make out the raindrops falling down to the ground. A wide smile grew on you face now too. "Well?! What are we waiting for! Let's go!" you squeaked, hastily putting on your shoes and jackets before leaving with your boyfriend hand in hand to take a walk in the rain, like you two always do.

Enjoying the raindrops falling on your face you turned to look at him. You were so grateful that you found someone who loved the rain just as much as you do. He really was the love of your life.

Namjoon

The moment he heard water splashing from outside he knew exactly what was going on. As he turned in your shared bed to look at the clock on the nightstand on your side of the bed, he saw that it was only 4 o'clock in the morning. And that you were not in bed beside him, just like he thought. Slowly he got out of bed and made his way towards your garden.

As he looked outside he saw you, in your pajamas, with wet hair and oversized rubber shoes jumping from puddle to puddle. You always did that when it was raining. As he looked at you it was like looking at a kid, enjoying itself in the rain. But he still didn't want you to get sick so he went to grab a jacket and came back to the door that lead to the garden.

"Hay baby, come here and put on your jacket or else you will get sick!" he screamed as loud as he was allowed to at that time of the day. Afraid he might wake the neighbors. As you just kept on jumping around he wondered if you just haven't heard him or if you were ignoring him on purpose. But whatever the reason was, he actually didn't really care.

He loved watching you enjoy yourself and having fun like that. So he just gave up on getting you to put on a jacket and just stayed there at the door. Watching the love of his life playing in the rain. He really wanted to engrave that sight into his head.

And if you would get sick in the end he would gladly take care of you until you were fit enough to play in the rain again next time to get sick again. He didn't mind. He was glad that he had a partner as loving and energetic AND childish as you.

Jimin

You were laying in bed when you got woken up by the gentle sounds the rain made as it fell against your window. Rubbing your eyes you sat up to look out of the window, seeing the sun slowly raising at the horizon as small raindrops were falling down to earth. It was a beautiful sight. So you decided to look at it from your garden. From there you had perfect view at the horizon and the sun.

Carefully, not wanting to wake your sleeping boyfriend up, you sneaked out without making a single noise. Taking a blanket and making yourself a cup of hot chocolate you wrapped the blanket around yourself while making your way to the garden, sitting down on a bench while just watching the glowing, orange and red sun slowly rising and enlighten the sky with ever color you could think of.

Suddenly you felt a presence behind you, but before you could turn your head Jimin already sat down beside you on the bench just looking at the sun with you, not saying anything. Leaning his head against your shoulder he quietly began to sing a calm and soothing song. You looked at him for a moment, kissed him on the top of his head before you returned your gaze to the sun.

The moment he started to sing a rainbow started to form in the distance. Making the view, the whole moment just perfect. Your boyfriends siren-like voice sounding in the air. The rain adding to his beautiful voice. A tear of happiness escaped your eye as you put your arm around Jimin who stopped singing to kiss you lovingly.

To your surprise, before you could even think about storming out of the front door to go outside into the rain, your boyfriend beat you to it. He rushed past you already putting his jacket on and opening the door before turning to you with sparkling eyes and a big teeth-showing smile. "Don't be so slow baby! Hurry so we can go outside!" he told you as he already stepped out to wait for you in the rain.

For a moment you were shocked to see him this excited because it was raining. You always thought that you were the only person who loved rain this much. As you still weren't outside by his side he called you again "Love?" that pulled you out of your thoughts. Hastily grabbing your stuff to leave the house. Stumbling as you tried to put your shoes on while rushing outside to your love.

He just watched you, laughing lightly as you struggled on your way to him, but when you finally made it to his side he smiled at you, kissed your cheek and took your hand in his beginning to walk down the street. You squeezed his hand in yours as your clothes grew wet and wetter with ever step you two took. You didn't know where you were going but neither of you cared. You just wanted to enjoy this with him.

He suddenly stopped walking. You made a few more steps until you turned around to face him, wondering why he stopped. He smiled at you before he came running to you wrapping his wet arms around your wet neck, hugging you tightly while the rain kept falling onto your bodies. You hugged him back, enjoying the heat his body was still radiating. "I love you so much. Thank you for everything Y/n. You are the best lover in the world" he suddenly said while he nuzzled his head in the crook of you neck.

You felt tears of joy forming in your eyes, hugging him tighter against your body. Never wanting to let go again.

"I love you too"

Jungkook

You and Jungkook were sitting in the living room watching a movie when it suddenly started to rain really heavy outside. As you both realized that you two looked outside for a moment, basically analyzing the weather. Well he was. You were admiring it. Rain was your favorite weather ever. When you were a kid you always used to run outside to dance in the rain.

"Wow, it is raining pretty heavily. I bet no one will leave their houses until it stops again." he spoke out loud but you were barely listening to him. To fascinated by the rain. "Right love?" he continued as he turned his head towards you but realized that you were not going to answer him. So he tapped your shoulder slightly to get your attention. "Love?" that pulled you out of your trance-like state as you quickly turned your head towards him. "Hm?.. Oh yeah totally" you just answered, not even knowing what he actually said.

He looked at you confused and than at the door you were previously looking at. As his eyes went back to you again he realized that you were admiring the rain. That was the reason you didn't listen to him. "Do you want to go outside?" he asked you lovingly, despite what he had said earlier. Your eyes widened as you looked at him with a big big smile forming on your face. "Can we?!" you almost screamed due to your excitement.

"You know, when I was a kid I always used to dance in the rain, I have always loved the feeling of raindrops falling onto my skin. The noise it made blocking out everything else in this world. It is really comforting. You should try it one day!" you suggested to him. He admired you the whole time you spoke about rain like it was the best thing in the world. "Well, why not try it now? Lets go dance in the rain!" he smiled his bunny smile as he stood up grabbing his phone and speaker, ready to put on some soft background music.

You were so excited you jumped up from your sitting position on the couch, grabbed his hand and pulled him towards the door. He couldn't help but smile at that as he went outside with you to dance until you both were wet to the bones from the rain.

But neither of you minded. You just enjoyed the moment. Promising to do this every time it rains from now on.

#bts #bts x reader #bts x gn reader #bts fluff #x gn reader #bts reactions #gn reader #x reader #bts ot7 #bts ot7 x reader

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foxes-that-run · 12 days

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On 25 August 2013 one direction and Taylor attended the VMAs. when Taylor won for IKYWT she said “thank you to the person who inspired this song cause now I’ve got one of these” harry chewed gum and looked satisfied. When Harry presented an award to Selena and gave their own acceptance speech Taylor smiled and leant forward.

Harry and Taylor texted each other during the show, Selena looked shocked by Harry’s text and Niall made a face. This is referred to in the Delicate video, with Taylor saying in the BTS it was someone she wished she could go home with.

They were later pictured at an after party Liam Payne later told of Harry and Taylor performing purple rain on the piano together later.

#haylor photos #Harry Styles #Taylor Swift #Haylor #VMAs #25 August 2013 #2013 #this love

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about my cosmic dr (k girl group)

listen to this while reading !

name: Aisha Diyan

stage name: Noir

group name: Cosmic

positions in group: Leader, Producer, Lyricist, All rounder

date of birth: 19th January, 1997

debut date: 9th February, 2015

fandom name: Cosmos

so this dr is a kpop girl group dr! i made all the group, members etc all up, this group doesn’t exist here.

my face resemblance visualization here

band mates: (they all exist here)

kim chan mi (chungha); 1996

kim sejeong; 1996

lalisa manoban; 1997

kim jiwoo (chuu); 1999

timeline

i was homeschooled all through out primary school, and attended an accelerated course for middle & high school making me a hs graduate at 15 (at this point im a genius in every dr)

in my childhood i had a lot of hobbies and things i do professionally (parental coercion LMAO) like artistic gymnastics, piano, violin, contemporary & traditional dance. my hobbies were swimming, badminton and mixed martial arts (silat, taekwondo etc)

after i graduated hs while i had an offer from a prestigious university i had declined due to a few issues that was happening at the time (daddy issues is my canon event) and went with my mom to korea for gymnastics meets & dance recitals among other things.

i was scouted by a lot of korean companies after my dance recitals and chose the closest one to my hotel i was staying at (it was big hit) and trained for 3 years before debuting with cosmic

company name: HYBE Music (formerly bighit)

we debuted under big hit in 2015, yes. bts’s company bcs im an army lol

big hit was on the brink of bankruptcy while debuting bts so my group and bts suffered on our early days. in 2016 bts gained interest in korea which follows cosmic’s slow popularity growth. however, cosmic focused more in the western market and finally hit the charts after our comeback in December of 2016 (after zero wins since debut) while bts won the first daesang in 2016 and got tremendous hate, cosmic won their song of the year & hit the billboard chart and stayed first for a few weeks. also getting tremendous hate from k netz, not believing a rookie girl group managed to secure billboard for their first win.

the next year my group decided on each solo comebacks, where other member success domestically my solo album went back to the billboards charts for weeks gaining cosmic its international popularity along with bts. in the end of the year bts won best group in pop while my album won best solo after that bts and cosmic soars in popularity both domestically and internationally.

more about me

my animal emoji is the black cat (🐈‍⬛), numbers associated with my stage persona is 888, 9, 19, i am 5 feet 6 inch tall, i am a poly glot! fluent in indonesian, javanese, korean, fusha arabic & egypt dialect, chinese mandarin, japanese, french, spanish, thai & russian.

hobbies: chess, reading, electric guitar covers, drifting, partying, painting, pottery

likes: adrenaline, fine wine, huge strawberries, private mansions, penguin classics, rain storms, dark cloudy windy weather, fall season, glazed donuts, unique jewelry, classic instrumentals with strings, wide beaches at sunrise, jazz, whispered deep conversations, sexy cars, sleek motorcycles

dislikes: bitter coffee, incompetence, orange artificial flavoring, cheap vanilla, small talk, slow walkers, cowardly book characters

things im known for:

being an activist

being shipped with everyone bcs i know everyone (whats the point in shifting there and not befriending everyone) and getting dating scandals left and right

being athletic

being an intelligent idol

being a trendsetter and hugely influencing korea beauty standards

being the face of YSL & cartier

being the jack of all trades

being a successful idol actress

known for how i learned to produce my own groups music without guidance

my insane career trajectory from an idol to actor to lawyer to ceo of a tech startup

known for my iconic childhood photos

nicknames given to me: some of these are stolen from artist in this reality lolza

hands of midas

bcs everything i wear became trends, everything promote gets sold out, everything i make becomes successful, everything i touch turns to gold basically

IT girl

connected to the previous one, pretty self explanatory. i also have a whole aesthetic named after me; Diyanism or Noir aesthetic

the leader of leaders

femme fatale of the century

goddess of southeast asia

[my cr’s home country] Pride

my country tourism and economy substantially increased bcs of my popularity

aisha stark

bcs i attended MIT and earned double masters on engineering & law. i also started a tech startup after my idol career

woman of peace (this is both serious and ironic)

i am both a huge activist and earned the nickname bcs of my philanthropic contributions and i have ridiculously thin patience

cult leader

yk that lana cult and seokjin cult, imagine that but worse. and my discography is similar to lana’s as well. im just embracing it tbh bcs im agnostic. illuminati scandals go crazy (no fr i can see my antis genuinely believe im the devil)

the villain of kpop / korea’s villain

im just very open on my dislike towards korea’s fucked up hierarchy and toxic culture. exposing many abusive figures in kpop and openly criticizing flaws in korea’s system & society. being a foreigner makes it worse lol

HYBE’s secret weapon

i was basically last on the line up and no one knew about me outside the company (the other members were pretty popular predebut)

black swan

given after the producer of black swan mentioned i was the embodiment of black swan and wanted me as the main lead if black swan was ever recreated

kpop’s siren

bcs of my siren like vocals and eerie ethereal vibe

brands i am an ambassador of or associated with

cartier

yves saint laurent

vivienne westwood

gentle monster

jco donuts

leviev diamonds

apple

redbull

diyan enterprise

habits i have (brace urself this a long one)

yapping about my hyperfixtation at 2 am on live, raising one eyebrow (🤨) at anything and everything, going live and giving the most unhinged advice and problem solving to cosmos, doing the pen spinny thing when im thinking, cursing in any language other than korean (a habit developed bcs of the korean broadcast cursing ban) tilting my head when confused or listening intently, driving like im a main character on fast n furious, walking hella fast, going to luxury hotels when im overstimulated, shopping when im stressed, unrestricted expressive facial expressions, staring ppl down & intense eye contact (my rbf making it worse)

sleeping only in my under garments no matter the temperature (pants are itchy), my ability to finish anything a day before (procastination beating my ass), starting a hobby or a business after every minor inconvenience, my habit of not sleeping rather than sleeping for 4 hours or less, cold tic, deadpan sarcastic responses to stupid questions that interviewer asks.

my habit of overdressing to events and small errands (being iconic not overdressed tbh, habit of using something extremely expensive untill its beat tf up (hermes kelly that i got from my dr mom i used untill it physically cannot be put together anymore), winking, spidey sense & quick reflexes, sarcastic responses, fast reading , fast typing, cracking joints, foot tapping, cig breaks☠️

wooh i’ve been yappin’ that’s all for now! any questions pls do send me asks on my inbox <3

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bts-trans · 7 months

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230912 Weverse Translations

RM's Post ❇️

안녕하세요. 20대의 마지막 생일이네요. 생일이라는 게 제 직업적 특성 때문인지는 모르겠지만 늘 약간의 쑥스러움을 동반하네요. 스스로 별 것 아닌 날이라고 생각하지만.. 많은 분들이 진심으로 축하해주셔서 참 행복하고 복됩니다. 사랑은 누군가에게 이름이 생기는 것이란 생각을 종종 해요. 김남준이 '김남준'이 되기까지. 그저 하고많은 365일 중의 한 날이겠지만 스물아홉의 나 자신에게도 생일이 그저 스치는 날이 되지 않은 것은 모두 여러분 덕이에요. 최대한 솔직할 수 있는 사람이고 싶지만, 팬과 가수라는 무형과 유형 사이의 존재들은 과연 무엇을 넘어 무엇까지 될 수 있는 걸까요. 사랑이라는 친절한 유령 아래 모든 것이 용인될 수 있을까요? 드러냄이 약점이 되고, 솔직함이 상처가 되는 경험을 지금도 퍽 겪고 있지만 아직 잘 모르겠어요. 전에 갈수록 말하는 것이 어려워져서 슬프다는 말을 했었죠. 그 사실은 여전히 여전한 것 같아요. 그래도 저 많이 담담해졌어요. 평생 한 번 받아볼까 하는 진심들을 장대비처럼 받아보는 바람에, 염세와 허무를 멋지다고 여겨왔던 제가 기질적으로 낙천적인 사람이란 것도 깨달았어요. 이거 기적 아닌가요. 저 요즘은 '와이 낫'을 달고 살아요. 주변에나마 제가 받은 사랑으로 풀이된 낙천성들을 나누며 살고 있어요. 그리고 언젠가 나올 제 다음 곡들에도 꾹꾹 담고 있고요. 그래요. 한낱 제가 음악보다 더 아름다운 방식으로 솔직할 수 있을까요? 다 아는 사실이지만 가끔은 그것만으론 부족한 것 같아요. 그래서 제가 방탄소년단이 되었나 싶기도 합니다. 다양한 방식으로 해갈하고 싶어서. 프로그램이건, 인터뷰건, 춤이건, 뭐가 됐건.. 이 얼마나 복받은 생인가요. 그리고 이것들이 항상 제가 어디에 와있는지, 두 눈으로 똑바로 보고 사고하고 싶게 해요. 우연이 겹치면 필연이랬죠. 우연은 우연을 가장한 운명이라고도 하고. 제가 지금 당신께 이 편지를 드리는 것도 그런 거 같아요. 저는 어떤 버전의 저였어도 이 편지를 2023년 9월에 쓰고 있었을 것만 같은 기분. 매번 제 생일의 편지는 제가 지금 도달한 곳의, 각기 다른 사랑의 언어랍니다. 여러분 덕에 저 정말 잘 살고 있고요. 잘 살고 싶어요. 그냥 매번 제 최신 최선의 버전으로 사랑한다고 전하고 싶었어요. 한 분 한 분 다 안아드릴 수는 없겠지만 마음은 그 이상이랍니다. 제가 어떤 모습이어도 사랑해달라고는 하지 않을게요. 다만 받은 만큼 저도 한 번 애써보려고요. 20대의 마지막 생일도 이렇게 무탈히 지나갑니다. 어떤 하늘 아래 있어도 부디 건강하고 오래 행복합시다. 시간이 조금 지나고 또 만나요. 당신의 생일도 미리, 혹은 조금 늦었지만 진심으로 축하해요 ! 고맙습니다. -남준 https://weverse.io/bts/artist/3-132454914

Hello.

This is the last birthday of my twenties. I don't know whether it's because of the peculiarities of the profession I'm in, but birthdays are always accompanied by a slight feeling of embarrassment. For me, it’s just a day like any other but.. because so many people wish me so sincerely, I feel quite happy and fortunate.

I often think about how love is just a process of being named. Like Kim Namjoon becoming ‘Kim Namjoon’. Although this is only one day out of a numerous 365 days, my birthday doesn’t just pass by without notice, even for my 29-year-old self. This is all thanks to you.

I want to be someone who is as honest as possible, but in this relationship between fan and artist, existing somewhere between the tangible and intangible, just what can we go beyond and what can we become? Is everything acceptable under the generous phantom label of ‘love’? I continue to have so many experiences where disclosure becomes weakness and honesty leads to hurt, but I still don’t really know.

I’ve said in the past that as time goes on, it becomes harder to say things and that makes me sad. I think that continues to be true. But I do think I’m a lot more level-headed now. The sincere feelings I once used to worry I would never receive now pour onto me like heavy rain. As a result, I realised that I, who used to think that it was cool to be a pessimist and think that nothing matters, am actually quite an optimist by nature. Isn’t this a miracle? These days, I live by the words ‘why not’. This optimism can be explained as a product of the love I receive from the people around me, and I am spreading it around. I am also putting it into the songs that will come out some day.

Right, could there be a more beautiful way for me to be honest than through music? Everyone already knows this, but sometimes I feel like music alone is not enough. I wonder if that’s the reason why I became part of BTS. To want to quench that thirst through multiple different means. Whether it’s through programs, interviews, dances or whatever it may be.. what a blessed life this is. And these things always make me want to look clearly at where I've come and think deeply about the place I'm in.

They say if coincidences overlap, it must be inevitable. Coincidences are also fate in disguise. I think this letter I’m writing to you right now feels like that - like it would have been written in September of 2023, no matter what version of myself I might have been then. The birthday letters that I write each year are all places that I have arrived at in that moment, and are each a different language of love. Thanks to all of you, I’m living a really good life. I want to live a good life. All I have wanted each time is to just tell you I love you as the latest best version of myself. It's probably impossible for me to hug each and every one of you, but the feelings I have go beyond that. I won't ask you to love me in all of my different forms. However, since you do give me your love, I promise to do my best.

And so the last birthday of my twenties also smoothly sails by. No matter what skies you’re under, let’s please try to be healthy and be happy for a long time. Let’s meet again soon, after some time has passed.

I sincerely wish you a happy birthday as well, though it may be a bit late, or perhaps slightly in advance. Thank you.

-Namjoon

Jungkook's Comment 💬 on RM's Post ❇️

JK: 형 아프지 마이소 비행기 뜨기 전에 생일 축하드려요 ㅎㅎ https://weverse.io/bts/artist/3-132454914

JK: Hyung, take care and wishing you a happy birthday before the flight takes off hehe

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J-Hope's Comment 💬 on RM's Post ❇️

JH: 남주니 생일 추카해 😢🫡 사랑해❤️‍🔥 https://weverse.io/bts/artist/3-132454914?anchor=3-239635731

JH: Namjoonie happy birthday 😢🫡 I love you ❤️‍🔥

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J-Hope's Comment 💬 on Jungkook's Post ❇️

JK: (See 230831 Weverse Translations) JH: 우리 정구기떠꾸기 늦었지만 생일 추카해😭😢🫡 너무 바빠서 이제서야 남긴다 라뷰❤️‍🔥 https://weverse.io/bts/artist/4-130921967?anchor=0-253660617

JH: Our Jungkookie-ddeogukie I'm late but happy birthday😭😢🫡 I was super busy so I'm wishing you just now. Love you❤️‍🔥

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#230912 #rm #namjoon #don't mind me just sitting here sobbing over his beautiful words 😭#joonie best boy #happybdayRM #happyRMday #jungkook #jhope #hoseok #hobi #weverse #post #comment #bts #bangtan

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