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Genre: romance; slight smut; remembering past au

Parings: Namjoon x reader

Word count: 1.4k

Description: “music can be a time machine. The lyrics, the melody the mood - can take you back to a moment like nothing else can”

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July, 23rd 2051,

It’s moving day! In all reality, you should be excited - but knowing that your time is soon coming can ruin a lot of excitement these days. You knew this day will come, the day where living with your daughter will no longer be. It was the invading privacy and taking up space in her house that caused you to make this decision. No matter how much she hates it, she knows it’s the best choice. With her husband and kids of two, having her mom in the house can feel crowded and frustrating. Especially when you’ve been with her for her whole life. Finally giving her the chance to breathe and live on her own has probably been the best choice you’ve made. Deciding to live at a senior home has been the second. Knowing that she doesn’t have to worry about you anymore - well, not as much - has been such a relief for her, and you can tell.

You’re currently sitting on your chair, specifically bought for you. You hear the laughter and heavy feet of your grandchildren running towards you with a big box in their hands. You smile seeing the black printed title, moms old things - remembering the day your daughter talked to you about having so many things in your room, making you look like a hoarder. She packed almost everything you owned. With a few arguments here and there, it was finally complete and your room has never been so clear.

Opening the box once they’ve reached you, you look inside at the almost forgotten items you owned. Taking them out one by one, smiling at the memories - you pause once a familiar song starts playing. The lyrics haven’t been sung yet, but you can recognize the starting of it over anything. You feel blood rush to your cheeks, hands starting to sweat and your heart beats rapidly against your chest. With your eyes going wide, you look over to your grandkids and see them with one of your old phones back when you were in your twenties. Finally hearing the first few lyrics made your heart swell, but remembering the meaning for them snapped you back to reality, flying your hands in their direction, you quickly snatch it out of their hold.

“Now now kids, grandmas stuff is grandmas stuff only” you lightly laugh, turning off the device, still shocked at how it was still on and working. “Go on and finish helping your mom with the rest of the stuff” their smiles turn into a frown and they huff before getting up and finding their mom. You look back down at the squared object, closing your eyes and sighing.

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It took almost 6 hours with your moving. From packing it in the truck, driving to your new home, registering you - which took an hour and a half, finally getting your room, unpacking everything and saying their goodbyes. You walk to the entrance/exit, waving at them as they walk back to the truck. You smile at your daughter, finally watching her grow up. With tears in your eyes, you watch them as they drive off until they are out of sight. Sighing and turning back to your room, gently closing the door behind you - you sit on your bed and look around.

Suddenly it all hits you. Your past, present and future. You can vividly see the memories of your young self, smiling, laughing, eating and talking. It’s crazy how much you do in life, the dedication you give, the struggles you go through, the laughs the tears, the fights the make-ups, the friendships and commitments. Most importantly the relationships. It’s crazy how much you go through and you just end up being... here. Doing so much for yourself and other people, having accomplished soo many things, to just have it finish. With no explanation and no pleading. Now depending on others to take care of you until you pass on. Before it was always your parents' job, right? Having them take care of you until you were old enough to finally do things for yourself. It’s crazy because that responsibility will always be in everyone’s life, no matter how much they try to avoid it.

You walk to your shelf, deciding to read something to help you fall asleep faster. Giving a quick glance at a small box in the middle of your books, you slowly reach for it. You close your eyes, taking a second to think to yourself. The should I’s, racing through your brain almost - almost taking control. You sigh, taking your old phone out of the box and walk back to your bed. Making sure you’re comfortable,

You press play,

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August 14, 2012,

You’re parked up on the hill, blankets covering as much as they can. Head resting on his shoulder, you sigh giving up and facing him. “Can we please go inside the car? It’s way too cold to be chilling like this” pouting up at him, he stares at you for a moment before sighing and getting up “You know, that was the whole point in this whole thing.�� He takes the blankets and walks towards the trunk throwing them in.

“For me to freeze my ass off?” You retort, stopping at the passengers' side door. “That was the whole point of me being there! So I can keep you warm” he rolls his eyes opening the door and hopping in. You follow his actions, hearing the car start up and the blow of hot air hitting your face, making you shiver at the sudden change of temperature. The radio turned on after he had started the engine. You hug yourself thinking about the situation that he had come up with. Smiling to yourself at how cute you thought it was, you turn to him giving him your best smile.

“I really liked it though. It was really cute” he raised his eyebrows, still looking straight ahead “soo no thank you? okay, I take it ba-“

“Thank you, love” he smiled looking at your eyes, giving you intense eye contact. “Thank you for coming. I really appreciate it” He smiles, earning one from you also. His eyes switch from your eyes to your lips, licking his own.

You stare at him. Taking in all his features. The soft outline of his eyelids shielding his precious dark brown eyes. His small button nose, remembering all the times when you had to hold yourself back from booping it. His chubby cheeks that tighten when he smiles creating deep dimples that suit him oh so beautifully. The soft pink colour that covers his plump lips and his perfect set of teeth that are always smiling down at you. He slowly starts to lean in and your heart quickens. Memories start flooding in about the first day you both had met, the first day he had messaged you, the first day he asked you out and the first day you sat beside him in his car which happens to be this exact day and time.

“These lips, can’t wait to taste your skin, baby”.

The small sound of music plays in the back as he gets closer and closer. He stopped right when your lips were about to collide. Your heart is beating so fast, you swear he can hear it. Your palms start to sweat and your cheeks turn a bright red. The feeling of need slowly fills your body and you make the first brave move. Bringing your hand to the back of his neck and pushing forward, finally feeling his lips against yours.

“These eyes, cant wait to see your grin”

You smile once it was over, grazing your thumb over his lips. He lets out a breathy laugh - resting his forehead against yours. Your heart continues to beat uncontrollably, smiling at yourself at how crazy you already are for him. He places another quick kiss to your lips before pulling away. He looks at you and linked hands slowly. You swear this was your last moment alive and you’ll soon die of a heart attack because your heart starts beating faster than ever.

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Your eyes slowly open, mind going crazy. You pause the song and slowly bring your fingers to your lips, having almost felt the light pressure of his lips against yours. You sigh closing your eyes, remembering the bright smiles you both had on your faces. Looking at each other with pure adoration.

Your first kiss, you thought, he was your first kiss

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Namjoon (rm)

With you both arguing back and forth (jokingly) he has had enough of your mouth so he throws a pillow at you once your attention leaves him. After looking at him in shock, you turn around and get a pillow for yourself, throwing it harder than he did. It hit his face causing his glasses to fall off, you smile toyingly and he gets up, lunging at you. Because of his fast movements both of your heads collide. You both clutch onto your foreheads, groaning in pain.

“Namjoon you clumsy bitch” you rub at your forehead, slapping his shoulder

“Not my fault your heads so big,” he says pushing you away from him.

Seokjin

He was currently cooking, preparing dinner - and your stomach has been impatient. Groaning, you get up and stroll to the kitchen, getting a blow of the delicious meal. You walk up beside him, standing in front of the stove and hum. Reaching your hand out to get a taste, he was quick to slap it away. Your jaw dropped, shocked at his action. You hit him back harder and he gasps hitting you back as well. The game going back and forth until his fifth hit was harder than expected.

“ow! What the fuck jinnie” you pout, rubbing at your stinging hand.

His eyes go wide watching you to see if you’re just joking. He quickly grabs a spoon and dips it in the pot before shoving it in your mouth “it’s my way of apologizing love”

Yoongi (suga)

You both decided to head to bed early in the day but with him being someone who falls asleep as soon as their head hits a pillow, you are now left awake by yourself. With you laying on his chest, you look up at his appearance - internally melting at how soft he looks. You reach up to poke his nose, making him scrunch it up. You start playing in his hair and he groans, opening his eyes and looking at you. He playfully pushes you off of him and turns around. Drawing shapes on his back, intentionally trying to annoy him, he turns around and pushes you away from him, but this time harder - causing you to fall off the bed with a big *thump*. He immediately rushes to the end, eyes wide, searching your face to see any signs of you actually being hurt, once he sees that you’re okay he laughs and turns back to his spot

“Good, stay there” he mumbles, before falling back asleep with a smile on his face.

Hoseok (jhope)

You were done getting dressed after taking a shower. Gathering everything you needed for the day (literally only your phone) you turn to walk out of the room not knowing that Hoseok was walking full speed towards the room as well. You both clash, but due to his bigger self, he made you stumble backwards and fall.

“ow Hobi, why are you so big. Nearly flying me to another country” you get up with the help of his stretched out hand

“Why am I so big? Why’re you so small?” He chuckles giving you a tight - bone-crushing hug.

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Who am I now?

Part one

Genre: fluff; slight smut; angst; sad romance

Pairings: Jimin x reader

Word count: 1.9k

Description: “I loved someone, I felt it, I spoke it, I showed it, I was it. With him, I felt inspired and showed our love in a multidimensional manner. I was kind enough to let him go because it was what he wanted. It was always what he wanted..”

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Memories. Something so delicate but strong at the same time. Something that’s faster than light, yet slower than a snail. Something you cherish but take advantage of. Something you hold onto, but try to give it away. You cry you peel, you break, all because of memories. Something so useful in life, yet useless at the same time. You remember that song but you don’t remember the name. You remember the answer, you can see it, but why can’t you write it down? Why are our memories the only thing that brings life to us? You breathe, you move, you touch, you see, you feel, but without your memories, you aren’t.. you.

You wish, with every muscle in your body, with every drop of blood, every small or big cell, every bone. You wish, that you didn’t remember those last 60 days. Those last ‘hello’s’ , those lasts ‘goodbye’s’ , those last smiles, last laughs, last stares, last touch’s, last tears, last breath, last love. You wish you didn’t remember yet, it’s the only thing you wish you had kept. He gave you your last as so you did for him. With every bump, smooth or rough, you had each other. It’s crazy how fast 11:59 pm can change to 12:00 am in a blink of an eye. It’s crazy how life can change, in a blink of an eye.

And it all started with Day 1,

“He just pisses me off sometimes, I don’t even know why I’m still with him. He’s clearly not good for me and I’m not good for him” you’re currently at a restaurant with your best friend, Rose listening to her rant about her wutless, unloyal boyfriend. We arrived 5 minutes ago, got seated pretty quickly and are now looking through the menu.

“Good evening ladies’, my name is Jimin and I’ll be your waiter for tonight, can I start you guys up on some drinks? Or are you guys ready to order?” both you and your friends head shoot up and the waiter, shock washing over your faces.

Holy heaven.

You analyze his face instantly, his gelled back light brown hair, almost blonde, showing his forehead, making his eyebrows dominantly take control. His soft eyes, colour too dark to tell. His perfectly sculpted nose, leading to his luscious, plump, beautifully pink lips. Ending with the sharp cut of his jawline. He clears his throat, seeing as both you and your friend stare at him, eyes heart popping out of your faces. “Ladies” he chuckles, bringing yourself back you awkwardly laugh as well.

He taps his pen against his small notebook before asking again “so um, can I get you guys your drinks?”

“I would just like water please” You quietly say but loud enough for him to hear. You feel his stare as soon as you speak, trying your hardest not to make eye contact. Nodding he doesn’t even lift his pen up to the notebook, having your choice easy to remember. “Can I have the strawberry smoothie?” Rose points to the menu where it’s displayed, looking up at him questionably.

Raising his eyebrows, he leans forward a bit to see where she’s pointing “Of course, but you have a choice, either to mix it with alcohol or just leave it as a normal smoothie” looking at your friend, you can literally see the excitement wash over her face as soon as she hears alcohol

Oh god.

Smirking, she tucks a strand of hair behind her ear before classically answering “mix it with the good stuff please” he laughs lightly, writing down her order and nodding

“Okay, water should be here in 3, and strawberry smoothie should be in here in 5, I’d be right back with them both and we can then start with your food” you glance up at him regretting it instantly as you make eye contact, quickly looking away, he nods before walking off. Looking in his direction, watching him walk off you take in his attire and gulp. Facing forward, you see Rose staring dead at you. Chuckling at her weirdness you raise your eyebrows before asking “yes Rosey posey?”

She scrunches her nose up in disgust at your nickname for her “okay one, what did I tell you about that name” laughing you look down at your menu “and two, can we talk about how hot our waiter is?” Shaking your head at her comment you look back up at her, tilting your head to the side

“Last time I recall, you have a boyfriend that, may I add, will literally beat him up because you were checking him out” shaking your head at her once again, she rolls her eyes and slouches back in her chair. You miss the way her eyes light up and go wide due to you having a crisis in your head about what you’re getting

“Oh my god, you should-“

“No” you interrupt, giving her a glare, knowing exactly what she was going to say.

“C’ mon Y/N, you haven’t been in a relationship in so long, give this a try!” She smiled widely, you sigh and look up at her showing no sign of agreement “okay you don’t have to date him, you can just-“

“No Rose!” You whisper yell “relationships and hookups are not my top priorities right now” you shake your head, noticing you do it a lot to her lately.

Sighing she finally gives up. Just in time as well because soon you see a black sleeve stretch across your face, putting a cup pad on the table to prevent water stains. You catch a swift of his cologne, mentally sighing at the attractive smell. He stretches his arm on your friends' side as well before handing your drinks over

“Strawberry, alcohol-filled smoothie for you,” he says smiling down at Rose, placing the cup exactly in the center of the cup mat. “And water for you” he slowly drops the cup to your cup mat, sighing, before bringing his notebook out for your food orders. “Now, what would you beautiful ladies like to eat?”

~~~~~~~~~~~~After Dinner~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Feeling full you pat your tummy and pout at your best friend, she laughs at your full state and takes a sip, the last sip, of her drink, having it finally finish. “I don’t think they added any alcohol to this” she scrunches her nose at the cup, bringing it up to her nose.

“I’m sure they know the stories between you and alcohol, Rose” you smirk, earning an annoyed look from your best friend. You look around the place once again. While you were eating, you couldn’t help but look around for a certain somebody. That somebody obviously being your waiter. You’ve seen him pass by, walking up to other tables, taking orders and giving them their foods. You take note of how different he acts with other customers. One table he’s being giddy, smiling and laughing. Another he’s being serious, quickly taking orders and nodding frequently. Another he’s being normal, giving them his best service. And another being flirty, and trust me, you can tell.

A few moments pass by. With your dishes neatly piled at the end of the table, you wait for your check. It’s been a few minutes, almost 8 as you continue waiting. With Rose going to the restroom a few minutes ago, you awkwardly play with the nails waiting for your waiter and for her to come back. Hopefully before the waiter.

As on cue, he turns the corner and walks straight to your table. In his right hand, he holds a circular black tray and in his left, he holds the receipt and card machine. He smiles as he approaches the table “Thank you for organizing the plates, makes my job 10x easier”

“No problem” you shyly respond. He looks up from the plates and smiles. He hands you the receipt then turns around, placing the tray on an empty table. Turning back around, he gives you a questioning look “How will you pay?”

With your cash prepared, you quickly hand him your $40 “And your friend? Do you know how she’s paying?” his attention adverts to your hand, taking your money from you “uh no actually, she should be back soon though” you quickly say, giving him a small smile

Moments pass by and Rose is still in the restroom. You see Jimin shift his weight to his other leg, awkwardly waiting. “So uh, how long have you worked here?” Not knowing how long your best friends going to be, you try to bring up a small conversation.

He opens his mouth slightly, furrowing his eyebrows as he tries to remember “2 months, the beginning of this month was actually the first time they let me on the floor” he fumbles with the machine, smiling to himself

“Really? What have you been doing this whole time?” You give him a questioning look

“Cleaning the restrooms, sweeping floors, washing dishes...” he carries on. He sighs, walking closer to the table leaning forward a little bit “How about you, Do you work?”

You sigh “not yet, I just finished teachers college last year, now I’m just waiting for them to place me somewhere”

He nods slowly, staring at you for a moment. “Oh teachers college, huh? So you’re crazy smart?” He smirks, looking at the card machine before glancing up at you, raising an eyebrow.

You lightly laugh “I wouldn’t say that” under the table you fold your hands together, feeling embarrassed all of a sudden. He speaks up again “It’s okay, crazy smart girls are cute”

You feel your cheeks go red and give him a blushed smile before asking “w-what about you? Making money to buy your own things now?”

He gives you a questioning look, “buy my own things now?” The joke you tried to make clearly didn’t match his humour, so you try to elaborate

Mentally slapping yourself from the embarrassment you quickly answer “Y-yeah I meant like.. are you tired of your parents' money. It’s just that you look really young so I thought you were still living off of your parents' money..” your voice goes softer as your sentence ends and you slowly look down to your hands, escaping his hard stare.

He tongues his cheek, leans on the table, forearms supporting his torso with his hands crossed. Forcing you to stare directly in his eyes he takes a moment before responding “how old do you think I am?” Taking note on how his voice got deeper and quieter, you suddenly feel your throat getting dry.

You turn your attention away, seeing your best friend walk up. He quickly backs up and takes the card machine in his hold again. She takes her card out - apologizing quickly, pressing a few buttons before a small paper slides out from the top. “Okay, thank you, ladies. You two enjoy the rest of your night” he smiles, ripping the paper from the receipt and turning around to collect the tray from earlier.

“Oh, can I ask?” Rose says standing up, catching his attention. He turns around with the tray in his hands, staring at her waiting for her question “are you single?” Your eyes go wide and you immediately stand up.

“Rose lets go” you give her a ‘now’ smile. Jimin lightly laughs, while you pull her arm in the direction of the door “wait Y/N, you didn’t hear his answer!” She tries escaping your stronghold but gives up once you’re already out of the restaurant.

“You’re unbelievable, Rose”

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A/N~ Some of you might be confused as to why I just made a new book when I didn’t even upload the first chapter for “solicit” but honestly the idea for this book just popped in my head and I had to write it out before I got it. I finished the first chapter for this and the second chapter will definitely come out AFTER I finish the first chapter of “solicit”

Also, thank you for reading this, hope you liked it <3 it’s also really early in the morning and I should sleep so if it’s the night for you now, goodnight 💜 it’s if morning, good morning, hope you have a good day!

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