#I believe in Jimin karma

[lokisasylum]

Is that mediocre excuse for a s3x song doing so poorly that they needed to add 2 more CDs for 2 more versions? But the company is too incompetent to restock 'Like Crazy' CDs which have been SOLD OUT since week 1?

More versions and more CDs won't save Hybe's stocks from plummeting as they have been since its release..📉

[aettuddae]

business matter — chapter 118.

↳ synopsis: two of the most important kpop companies covet a partnership with a huge global brand, only to be surprised when the deal is extended to both labels. fearing potential sabotage and cynical strategies to secure exclusivity for just one of them, both CEOs resort to desperate measures. in a bid to maintain trust and prevent betrayal before the signing, they come up with a pact: forcing a fake relationship between the leaders of their star girlgroups. if one side attempted to fail the other, they threaten to expose it all to the conservative south korea.

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[written chapter]

karina wandered among the people trying to find her friends, she didn't know exactly where they were because the place they had positioned themselves was at the center of the dance floor where all the people were crowded together. she asked for permission and passed between strangers, but realized she was circling the place to no avail, she assumed they would have gone to sit at their table so she started moving in that direction. she proceeded to keep running groupings of the path, finally emerging from the crowd and being spit out to a clear passage on the side, left so that they people could walk through.

she examined both sides, trying to mentally locate herself in the club and guessing where her table was based on her location. she made her way to the left slowly so she could watch carefully to find her friends.

"jimin." she heard at the same time someone tapped her shoulder.

she had clearly done things wrong as she was paying for her karma. the universe kept sending her challenges as if she was odysseus himself, the only difference was that she didn't have the will nor the motivation to overcome them and just wanted to disappear before she had to solve a worse problem.

"jimin." repeated that voice that, unfortunately, she couldn't mistake for any other.

she spun on her heels, her face serious, she wouldn't even dare to give him a surprised reaction because he didn't deserve any emotion related to good things.

"do you need something, kim jongin?" her stance was rigid, facing him ready to defend herself or attack him for anything he had to say.

"to apologize." the boy had a droopy attitude, he wanted to sound honest.

"that's very empathetic of you, but i don't need your apology." she was going to keep walking, but he grabbed her shoulder again to make her look at him.

"i'm really sorry for how it all ended." he continued. "i acted like an idiot, i didn't understand you." he admitted doing his best to look like a wet dog.

"whatever you say, bye." again she was stopped by the boy as she wanted to run away. "jongin, i don't care what you have to say."

"listen, i know i was wrong, that i was selfish." he held her from both sides to keep her from trying to walk away from the conversation. "but i want to show you that i can be better."

"jongin-" she pinched the bridge of her nose as if to help her stay calm, but as the boy's words sank in she looked at him abruptly. "what do you mean by that?"

"that i'm sorry for not knowing how to act at the time, but i want to make amends." explained with tenderness in his eyes. "if you want too, i want to try again." he clarified.

karina paused for a second, completely stunned, it seemed that the music had faded and people were no longer dancing. she inspected the man's features looking for a hint of honesty in them, she wanted to decipher if he really believed in what he was saying,

because if he did then he was the most disgusting person she had ever met.

"jongin, are you an idiot?" she removed his hands from her body roughly. "no, in fact, do you think i'm an idiot?" she pressed her own chest with her index finger pointing at herself. "that you can find me by chance at a party, put on an innocent face, say three stupid things you read on the internet and get me back?"

"things aren't the way you think they are." he denied with a sad expression. "i really miss you."

"why are you doing this?"

"because-"

"did sehun leave you?"

kai was silent, paralyzed, wondering how the woman had figured that out, going over in his mind all the people who could have told her.

"see how stupid you are?" the girl reaffirmed.

"how do you know about sehun?" he asked dumbfounded.

"i saw it." she clarified, feeling a little embarrassed as she remembered her tactics.

"you saw us?" the boy was surprised, afraid of what they might have been doing when they were discovered.

"i saw your chats." she elaborated.

"you went through my phone!" now jongin was angry, it showed on his face and in his voice, he wouldn't in his most jealous moment have done that.

"i didn't check your phone, jackass, your chats were open on your computer!" she revealed, flustered at the oldest's accusations.

"how long have you known?" he cocked his head to the side, the times and jimin's actions didn't make sense no matter how hard he tried to combine them. "were you with me for these last few months even knowing?" there was some hint of hope in that question, as if it meant she could forgive him.

"i would never be consciously cuckolded, i found out when we broke up." she didn't think much about her words because of the repulsion to the idea that he would think she would let herself be played that way.

"were you at my house after we broke up?" the volumes of jongin's voice rose brutally. "are you crazy?"

"i wanted to give you back your clothes and you weren't there!" she defended herself.

"so you broke into someone else's house without permission?" he rebutted.

"hey, don't change the subject, you cheated on me!" karina reminded.

"you crashed my house!" kim was totally offended at this new information he was getting.

"you were with someone else for seventy percent of our relationship!" she was annoyed at the lack of interest the boy was showing in the subject.

"you committed a crime!"

"damn, come on, jongin, i don't think it's a crime if i have your door code and we were boyfriend and girlfriend, i need you to use your brain." yu tapped his temple lightly signaling him to think.

"don't do that!" he grabbed the girl's wrist away from her body and directed her downward, roughly.

"hey!" exclaimed jimin, it hadn't hurt, but she was shocked by the action.

she was ready to complain and now add this to her list of things to fight about, but was distracted from further yelling when someone stepped between the two of them.

"leave her alone." between kai and karina was now serim, who calmly tried to push the boy away without using much force.

"great, my favorite person." said jongin wryly.

"the appreciation is mutual." she flashed him a smile with the same energy.

"this isn't about you, so i'm going to ask you to leave." jongin tried to run her off, but serim wouldn't let her.

"i don't think you have anything to talk about." dismissed the girl. "so you'd better get on with your life, okay?"

serim brought her hand to karina's back and rested it there to guide her in the opposite direction of the man. feeling the contact, the younger one wrapped her arms around her body, clinging to her. she just wanted to feel her once again, to breathe in her scent, but if she complained she'd say it was to get jongin to stop bothering.

"listen, you." jongin addressed jang with an annoyed tone. "you have already intervened too much in my relationship, stop meddling in matters that don't concern you." he demanded with a defiant tone.

"i think you're the one who's out of line now." the newcomer contradicted. "go away."

"no, you should go." he refused to listen. "i am settling some stuff with my girl, you have no business here." he was impatient.

"you cheated on me!" exclaimed karina, tired of saying it.

"she's my girl." serim stated at the same time.

"i'm your girl?" the younger girl turned to look at her perplexed.

"shut up, this isn't the time." jang ignored her.

"but this is about me!" complained jimin.

"is it because of her that you're doing this whole circus?" jongin accused the blackhaired one. "you want to feel less guilty about falling in love with her when you were with me." he assumed.

"what are you talking about? you had a whole boyfriend behind my back!" at that point karina really thought jongin must be hallucinating.

"why can't you admit that you cheated on me?" the boy questioned.

"but you were on a break." interrupted serim, lifting her index finger in the air pointing out her fact.

"and you were cheating on me!" shouted jimin in despair.

"so did you!" replied the man. "and besides you're all over her right now in front of me!" he grabbed serim's arm jerking from it, as if trying to pull her toward him to get her away from yu's grip.

"don't touch her!" a new voice joined the argument. "can you stop? i know you're still dating sehun." it was kyungsoo, helping her friend.

"but look who it is." announced kim when he saw the boy. "did you have something to do with all this?"

"no, this is your fault and your fault alone." now the one speaking was jennie. "you have a history of being a cheater, don't play dumb." he didn't know what to say seeing his other ex-girlfriend there.

"and i just don't like you." sejeong joined all her friends who had gone to accompany serim.

"thank you." muttered jimin to the new one since she was the closest one.

"i kind of dislike you too." she informed, causing karina to nod in understanding and fall silent.

"i heard we were terrorizing kim jongin so i came." one more person appeared.

"ryujin." spoke the attacked one.

"i hate you." she made clear. "go away and leave my friend alone for once." she proposed. "if you are not together today, it's because you handled a difficult situation selfishly, and also cheated on her." she reminisced. "you don't want to put yourself in the victim's place, this is your fault."

"leave her alone already." jennie took the lead again. "weren't you gay?"

"i'm bisexual." he put a hand to his chest in offense.

"stop hurting karina." the other man interfered. "and please don't start hurting sehun." he advised.

"it's over between us, jongin, it's over." finished karina.

the boy paused to look at them all with annoyance, but quickly realized that this was a war he would not win. he lowered his head in frustration and left without another word.

"thanks guys." expressed serim to everyone once he was away.

"thanks for that, i thought you guys hated me." said karina.

"we don't like you, but we like jongin less." expressed ryujin.

"ryujin." her best friend gave her a puzzled look.

"i'm just being everyone's voice." proclaimed the named one exalted.

"i can't believe i was with that guy for so long." the girl was still attached to serim's body as the older one, focused on the discussion, hardly noticed that karina was hugging her and hadn't pushed her away, so she took advantage of the closeness to rest her head on her shoulder seeking comfort. "it's the worst thing in the world."

"sure, yes, i agree." serim raised her hands in the air to indicate that she wasn't reciprocating her so she should also pull away.

"let her go." sejeong tapped yu on the shoulder to make her understand that she was talking to her. "let her go." she said again, now tugging on her waist.

"stop it, jimin." now commanded her best friend, to whom she did listen. "you better go do that outside." she ran to the side, clearing the way for them to pass.

"what?" serim was astonished.

"jimin needs calm, go with her, you were the one who was there for her all through the jongin situation anyway." she suggested, leading them outside.

"what about you?" she looked at shin confused.

"i can't, i have a cold." she pretended to cough.

led by a force by the name of ryujin, karina and serim ended up alone in the club's courtyard where people went to smoke.

"what are you doing?" jang's friends questioned her.

"you don't understand." she hedged upset. "i have a manhwa to update."

outside, jimin and serim stood in silence, separated by a significant distance from each other. neither could find anything that wasn't awkward to say, and maybe serim didn't even want to, this one pulled out the box of cigarettes she had in her pocket and lit one, starting to smoke it.

"namu." called the younger one.

"don't call me that." she reminded her.

"semmie?" she tested.

"only my friends call me semmie." she was right, she had never earned the place of a friend.

"serim."

"that's my name." the addressed stated sarcastically.

"i didn't know you'd be here tonight." she clarified. "sorry if you came to distract yourself and i showed up."

"that's okay, i didn't think you came on purpose." they both nodded, closing the subject.

"and thanks for helping me with jongin." she added.

"it's no problem." jang brushed off. "you know i can't stand him." she laughed softly.

"thank you anyway." she restated. "and about that thing about me being your girl..." mentioned with a playful tone.

"i just wanted to make him mad." she cut her off quickly. "don't get excited."

"i already got excited, now don't try to stop me." karina joked. "do you usually refer to a lot of strangers as 'your girl' or is it just me?"

"what are you talking about?" serim raised an eyebrow, lost.

"it's good to see you again, jang serim-ssi." she gave a barely noticeable bow with her body.

"ah, you're still at it?" took a puff on her cigarette. "i remember telling you not to bother me, though."

"one thing you should know about me is that i'm very stubborn." jimin had switched to using a flirtatious tone. "and i tend to get my way." she tilted her head to the side, a leaned smile painted on her lips.

"why do i get the feeling i already knew that?" she corresponded the game.

"how strange." the youngest feigned disinterest. "we must be connected."

"or you look a little crazy." she held up her hand, demonstrating with it the word little.

karina let her mouth open indignantly at the response, then let out an almost soundless laugh and averted her gaze to the front. "can i confess something to you?"

"as yu jimin-ssi or as the girl who used to live in my apartment?" she flicked the cigarette butt she had left.

"from jimin to namu." she replied, serim motioned with her head for her to continue talking. "i almost kissed a girl today." she suddenly shared.

serim kept silent, she furrowed her eyebrows, easy to tell she was thinking about how she should react to that confession, she brought her tongue to the side and pressed it against the inside of her cheek, stifling the opinions that formed in her brain that impulsively attempted to come out. she swallowed saliva, gave a long sigh, it was requiring all of her to keep calm.

"i don't want to listen to this." she decided, turning around to go back inside with her friends.

"namu." jimin managed to catch her jacket and hold her in place. "nothing happened with her." she made clear.

"then why are you telling me?" the woman was starting to get agitated, not being able to hide that it hurt.

"nothing happened because of you." she explained, moving her grip up to her chest where with each hand she grabbed both sides of the zipper of the jacket serim was wearing.

"i don't know what you mean." she felt her eyes getting wet. "if you're telling me this to hurt me..."

"serim, i don't want to hurt you anymore." she stated. "i don't want to cause you or me any more pain." assured, feeling her emotions welling up. "i'm telling you this since i didn't want to kiss her because i couldn't stop thinking about you, so you can see that i don't want to and can't be with anyone but you." the girl confessed. "namu." now she held her face gently. "my namu." she looked into those eyes she loved so much, which now looked sad, on the verge of breaking. "i know that i should have treated you better, do you think we can start again?"

serim wondered if jimin might be lying.

she had hidden things and avoided her feelings, but would she lie to her? after neglecting her heart, would she lie to do it again? serim wanted to give herself to karina, there wasn't a single fiber of her body that didn't want to belong to her, or that didn't already claim to be hers,

but you are what you did, and what did her actions make of jimin? if she was a coward, it was nothing that couldn't be solved with a spontaneous burst of courage. was that what was going on? was this question her finally plucking up courage, was she finally fighting for her like she wanted her to?

and if so, should serim trust her again?

"i've had too much of you already." she whispered, almost inaudibly. "it scares me that you're not being honest and that you will ruin me again." she completed. "i don't know if you deserve another chance." she sentenced and then walked back inside, losing herself in the crowd the further she went.

(!)

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[ggukkieisintominnie]

JIKOOK ANTI'S WERE FOOLED INTO TUNING IN TO AYS

and we cheer 🥂

I want to gush out how much I love this week's episode very much. It was everything I could've asked for definitely comes second after episode 2. Beside everything Jikook; what made it more special is that alot of ANTI'S tuned in to watch.

🤭

In episode 3 most anti's tuned in because of the addition of Tae. They came in gun blazing that they will get MOMENTS. So they very much loved and appreciated that selfie scene and swiming pool scene. They even claimed that Jungkook looked happier. And Jimin illness made for fewer Jikook moment. Therefore it safe to say episode 3 fed them and made them very much happy so episode 4 was definitely a must.

Oh boy how they were proven wrong. Anti's got gagged. Jikook karma striked so hard even I was gagged.

Jikook barechested. Jikook hard-core flirting. Jikook sharing a bed. Jikook eating from the same cup of ramen. Jimin caring for Jungkook. Jungkook calling Jimin pretty. Jungkook's mom only mentioning Jimin and her soft endearing way of saying his name. Jikook cuddling and watching the sunset together just after Jimin spoke about romance. Jungkook showing Jimin unreleased footage of his solo endeavors. Jungkook opening up to Jimin about his lack of sleep. Jikook going to sleep at the same time. Jikook role playing. Jikook snorkeling... and the list goes on.

Although the highlights were Jungkook and Jimin further confirming that AYS is indeed a Jikook show and Tae is simply a guest. They clocked that tea. As well as Jimin and Jungkook giving Anti's something for comparison -Jikook's own rendition of the swimming pool scene.

🤭

No matter how much Anti's try to recreate history, they will forever remember episode 4 becuase this time they saw what us, jikookers see in real time. At the same time they watched jikook jikooking.

I'm sure they were pissed. Honestly I would do anything to watch their live reaction to the episode. I can bet other's dropped the show and those who kept on believing a moment will come watched till the end. I hope they cried themselves to sleep that exact day.

Episode 4 hit them with the harsh reality that jikook are naturals. That the so called script given to them is being acted out marvelously. Jikook really need their Oscar's it long overdue. Also mama jeon her acting was spectacular. Anti's watched and realized that we jikook supporters don't have to force a jikook interaction because it given to us without begging. That we do not have to manipulate and analyze a scene, or rely on bad camera angles and bad lighting to claim a jikook interaction.

Anti's were caught by surprise. And it will haunt them forever.

What funnier is that this people are masochists and never seem to learn their lesson. They are indeed gonna tune in for next week episode because "can you be my girlfriend?" promises for a moment.

Well well... I guess we wait for next week to find out. But I know Jikook. Jungkook is legit the best sniper to their delusions. Jimin and Jungkook will absolutely make those anti's wish to die once again.

Anti's should remember they will forever remain desperate while we, the ones who support and are loyal to Jikook will keep on getting our moment becuase we support a spontaneous bond.

Jikook for the win.

And once again nothing for the haters.

😝😝

[stormblessed95]

Who Thoughts and Theories

First, it's such a good song. I'm genuinely so in love with it, with Jimins vocals, with his dance, with his backup dancers. I'm so impressed with how hard he worked and all the choices he contributed to it. While this is the only song on the album that Jimin doesn't have writing credits on, he was still very much involved in every aspect of the songs creation and it was written with the feelings Jimin wished to portray. I talk briefly about what I believe the overall feelings that Jimin was trying to express in the album Muse, here:

And of course because you should refresh yourself on the song and get that extra stream in before you read....

I'll otherwise just be talking about what I think, my thoughts, my feelings and my theories about Who, the song and the MV in this post. These are of course just my opinions, coming from my perspectives. You are free to agree or disagree as much as you want.

First, I want to say that regardless of the pronouns used in the song, I don't think it has any bearing on Jimins sexuality. People (read: homophobes) cannot use this song as a way to try to say Jimin can't be queer. Not only is that nonsensical and ignoring the fact that Jimin would be closeted if he is queer. But it's also ignoring the way Jimin speaks about the song, which is solely in gender neutral terms. From the original lyrics being "you" instead of "she."

To the way he says "people" instead of "girls/women" about the scene where people walk past him as the options of who he could be looking for. Along with the fact that the billboard with a man's eyes drop right after he sings "who is my heart Waiting for?"

The way that Jimin dances with both men and women and the scene then when they come together, it's absolutely giving west side story. Which is my personal opinion. Which one of the themes of west side story is love striving to rise above the hatred.... And idk about you, but I think that can easily relate to queer love as well. But again, personal opinion only! So this BS that I know everyone rolled their eyes at with the "this proved he is straight" nonsense, is at its core.... Nonsense...

Speaking of his dance, this thread has absolutely nothing to do with what I'll talk about in this post but is so cool and FULL of Jimin appreciation and you should check it out if you want!

Jimin switched aspect ratios of film during his MV of Who. An ARMY linked together all the times he changed ratios, which you can watch here:

As well as going through multiple different types of media: television, comic strips, movie, billboards, etc. Jimin is showing us multiple different storylines within his MV. This same person from above goes into great detail about how all this can show the various details of storylines and storytelling. It's a good read, worth checking out

It's super interesting the way the words play across the screen during certain parts of the MV and how it changes the screen ratios as well. I would love an actual interpretation from Jimin or the MV director over what they actually mean or if it was just in the 90s theme with zero correlation or meanings, but I doubt we will ever get that. So all we can do is guess and make our own interpretations. Which will be affected by our own personal biases. That's the beauty of art though!

The ones I'll point out that I'll say something about are:

Play, both in the corners at times and on the little TV's around the MV

Auto calibration, with the burning wrecked car, where the words flash quickly across the screen at the bottom, right before hand too, the screen ratio had changed again too. And it changes again as he does his partner choreo with the girl

Rewind, which appears during the bridge. Right after the billboard falls and the screen ratio had changed again

And then pause at the very end before the whole screen cuts.... And then we get the end screen with the words play again, basically looping the video, and the Smeraldo Flower

So let's talk about it!

It's interesting that the video basically loops, it's really giving storytelling. Jimin being an actor basically. "Play" being inside the story for the most part. And it's interesting that those parts happen right before a lot of the partnering choreo too. Auto calibration means bringing something back into an acceptable range. Which if we relate this at all to queerness, it's absolutely giving "don't stray too far out of that closet." And it does happen right after Jimin dances with men, before dancing with the woman again. And play is back in the little TV's. It's giving, trying to be perfect and fit into expectations and be in the perfect storybook. And at the end, Jimin is left behind by all the dancers and the billboard drops at "who is my heart Waiting for" and it's clearer and clearer that it really is most likely JKs eyes. If not, it's absolutely a man's eyes and that is screaming queer energy. And even if it is just a promo of some kind, since we don't know the connection between the eyes, JK, "keep going" and AYS yet, it's WILD to put Jikook promo in this type of love song. And yet, these are the two that publicly claimed the song serendipity as theirs. So it tracks.

And when we get to rewind, it's at the same time as he is talking about "people" walking by him as potentials for his perfect match, as well as how he is not able to "match" any of the women he attempts to meet with through dance in his short walk. It is also right after that billboard with ?Jungkook? drops too. Interesting. Trying to get back into the original story perhaps? Perhaps it's not working so well?

Pause. Off. Smeraldo Flower which represents the Truth Untold.... Speaking yourself. Loving yourself. Being true to who you are..... Which is maybe not what was the perfect story that was being depicted through the MV. Who knows! But that is the end. Just to loop around and start again with Play. Where he literally tells us with Muse to "please misunderstand." Again, just interesting. And if you are following my thoughts here, you already know why that is "interesting."

It's giving closeted queer energy and it's giving I like people, not genders and it's giving love.

Which brings me to the very LAST thing I want to talk about. Sorry, I know this is already SO LONG. Jimin is singing amongst natural disasters. So did V and JK actually too. They are singing about declaring love in the middle of some kind of disaster. And I can't stop thinking about that honestly.

It's giving peak grand gesture kinda romance. It's giving intimacy found between two people in love no matter where they are or how loud the world might be around them. It's giving raw and honest declarations of intent and love type vibes. And i just love that they are into and going for that exaggerated confession scene and storybook kinda romance. It's absolutely tracks for who they are as people and the romance they've all talked about wanting too. And who else do we know who always seems to like doing grand gesture type romantic BS for someone else?

Anyway! This is the feeling that people write epic romances about. Your favorite ships? It's the same type of feeling that's inspired here. Let me try to explain this in some kinda way....

It's a trope. "Love conquers all" where it doesn't matter what life throws at you. All the trials, the tribulations, the natural disasters, the normal disasters, any and all shortcomings or failures you might face in life.... The moment of being with the one you love? Of being vulnerable and baring your soul with another person who means the world to you? Making sure they understand how much they mean to you and how much you love them? That's always going to be the most important thing and moment. That is the significance of the intimacy and the romance displayed.

It's the peak, idealistic version of the best relationship you could find yourself in. Nothing and no one matters more than the moments you create with your loved one, even in the middle of a raging horrific apocalyptic disaster ridden world.

And how sometimes, just building up to that confession can make things feel like a horrific apocalyptic disaster ridden world, until you confess. And you let those feelings out. And it's okay. All those disasters quiet down, maybe you even start to enjoy the rain. It was your emotions all along. And then you discover that hey, maybe the reason I'm feeling so calm now is actually BECAUSE of this person I love. Being with them calms my mind, brings me safety, happiness and joy.

Sometimes, in the middle of all the madness and chaos of the world... You are only minutes away from finding that moment with that person that's going to give you something infinite. Something that no natural disaster can destroy or take away from you. Something, and/or someone, so precious.

And there is something so beautiful in depicting this in their love songs. It's inspirational. As well as humorous in regards to Seven. Lol

I'll just finish this off with a link to this twitter user as this moment just came out, and it's about rebirth, but I do low-key agree with them here 😂

And anyway, that was my essay! Lol if you read all of this. Bless you and thank you! You are appreciated! A reminder that this is all just personal opinions. You are free to agree or disagree as you choose!

[stupendousfoxthing]

I still remember when taekookers threw a fit because Jungkook was limping at the airport after sapporo with people claiming that the company was wearing him down and that even in pain they couldn’t let him rest but it turns out he was limping not because of a knee injury as people claimed but because of snowboarding and skiing! My man was literally in pain because of the fun he had but we had people on the internet saying all sorts of things when they didn’t know anything.

This is what happens when fans think that from the little they are shown, they know everything. Nobody is going to apologize now for all the insults Jimin got because of that, no one is even going to be decent enough to take back what they said after realizing why he was actually limping instead they’ll just carry on as if nothing happened and then tomorrow again, will do the exact same thing only to be proven wrong again.

God/karma/ the universe or whatever you believe in don’t like ugly and they always finds a way to put people to shame when they insist on being haters. All the big talk about private trips this and private trips that and how one is work doesn’t mean anything while the other is Fanservice only for Jungkook to end up saying point blank that even though he’s been on all these other “private” trips his best ones were the company set up work trips. Now you can’t even use your “private trips” in arguments anymore because what is the point when Jungkook still thought the set up work trips meant more to him that the “private trips”? This is what they call karma. What are you going to do now that your oh so dearly beloved “private trips” have lost all their value just with a single sentence from Jungkook? Now everytime to try to bring up the argument of private trips to make it seem like Jk’s bond with one of his friends is more superior than the other, you will remember what he thinks about those work trips which according to you were absolutely not necessary and meant very little to him.

Sure sure. So anyway, Tae told Jungkook "I miss you" and Jungkook got on a plane and went to Hawaii to see him.

[mistypsych]

ANATOMY OF A CRIMINAL - CHAPTER 7

/ yoongi / suga / agust d

summary: as a doctor you never expected to be dragged into “the criminal life”, nothing and no one seems to be true anymore, your whole world turns upside down after you save him.

pairings: yoongi mob boss x f.reader x non idol bts members.

warnings: smut, guns, knives, stabbings, blood, gore, murders, drugs, criminals, gang life, medical emergency, illness, abuse, swearing, angst, dubcon, gang violence, corruption, manipulation, lies, cheating - 18+ minors dni.

Note: Hi! This is an attempt of writing a fanfic long after not writing anything at all. Please keep in mind English is no longer my first language and it might be a bit rusty at times. Comments and thoughts are well appreciated. Don’t hesitate to ask questions, state your thoughts for me to post up and have me add you to the tag list!

You blinked very fast. Your thoughts were all over the place. Keeping your gaze on the KCIA badge you took a deep breath and mumbled “Yea… it does look like we need to talk…” trying to gather yourself, you turned to face the kind eyed man.

This was the moment he should start explaining, because you sure as hell had no idea what the actual fuck was going on.

He let out a long, quiet sigh, keeping his eyes on the road. “So… I am well aware you normally would not have anything to do with a gang, if it wasn’t for your reckless friend…” he started. “But… our target isn’t really the whole group. I mean yea, they are dangerous, cause some havoc but… they are also a well know danger… they keep the product they sell clean and such… yes it is bad, but how to say it? A evil you know is better than anything unknown and out of control right?”.

You tried to follow his logic, one questing popping into your head - then why was he even there? As if reading your mind he explained “We are fishing for the police… we have known the department has gotten very dirty in the recent years… and we are collecting enough evidence to be sure to take that scum down…” he turned his eyes to the road again waiting for you to slowly take in the information he has dropped on you.

You shake your head a bit and then look up as if asking the universe why the fuck this is all happening. “So… let me guess… my fiancé happens to be on the list…”. Jimin sighed and slowly nodded his head, clicking his tongue he looked at you for a second. “Listen… I know this is all a lot to take in… especially that your fiancé is an absolute dick… but… I assume you’d have nothing against putting his ass behind bars right?”.

You look at the man sitting next to you and try to think of an answer. In all honesty you would gladly have Hobi suffer since you found out not only is he dirty but also a cheater. The fact you slept with Agust-D did not seem like proper justice for the fact that asshole ruined all those years of your life. But having him locked up seemed like some kind of karma.

“Yea… I would not mind that at all…” you paused for a while and then asked “So… let me take a guess. You would love to have a spy in me huh?”. Jimin cleared his throat quietly, clearly not expecting you to be this blunt. “I won’t lie… it would probably make things easier… I believe you could fish out some important intel for us…”

Without much hesitation you say “Ok. Count me in then, as long as me and my friend Jungkook are not dragged into whatever consequences this shitshow brings…” the hazy eyed man slightly looks at you and nods “Of course… you will be my informant so I will make sure your demands are met…” you roll your eyes a bit not enjoying the fact once again you have been put in a peculiar spot.

You asked to be dropped off a couple of blocks before your building. Your neighborhood was safe enough for you to walk back and you sure as hell would not wan’t Hoseok seeing you get dropped off by Jimin.

*** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** ***

You will have to lie, pretend and play games with Hobi. It was not something you ever would see yourself doing but given the circumstances, you did not have many options in order to receive some sort of justice for yourself. The worst part being that you had to pretend you have no idea about what he did and that you are still oh so blindly in love with him, when in reality all you wanted is to beat him into a pulp for wasting all those important years of your life.

Walking in slowly into your apartment you gently closed the doors hoping that if your fiancé was there you would not wake him up. Looking around you saw his jacket and sighed. Luck was not on your side. It seemed that you were gonna have to deal with his company sooner then later.

You made your way passed the opened bedroom doors, making sure to be quiet and to get you the chance to sleep on the couch, but no, you had to be shit outta luck. “Y/N? Hun? That you?” you swore in your head and barely controlled your impulse to punch the wall. Silently clearing your throat you said “Yea… it’s me… I went out with Kookie and some other coworkers… since you said you would be home late again…” you lied threw your teeth.

A sound of the bed covers rustling hit your ears. You knew he was getting up, so you put your best pretend happy tipsy face on. Right then you saw him stand in the door and lean on the frame with a slightly sleepy face. He smiled at you and came up taking your hand in his. “Mmm… I’m sorry I am having to work so much lately babe…” you nodded your head afraid that if you spoke that moment he would pick up your pure rage.

After a second you gathered yourself “It’s fine, we both have jobs that can occupy us at times…” wrapping his arms around you he kissed your shoulder “What did I do to deserve such a woman?” you forced a giggle. “Can I make it up to you Y/N? Hmmm?” he hummed in a low voice pulling at your waistband. You laughed lightly and gave him a peck in the nose saying “we can discuss that after I take a shower and you make breakfast.”

He mumbled slightly disappointed but made his way to the kitchen, you on the other hand got into the bathroom. You stood there looking at your reflection in the big mirror questioning all your life decisions and if you should have ever moved to Korea. You turned on the water for it to warm up. You needed a hot shower to was off all the strain from your muscles.

Suddenly your phone rang causing you to jump up. Looking at the screen you could see a no caller ID show up. Normally you would ignore such a call but something in you gave you a hunch. Picking up the phone you quietly answered. “Hello?” you heard a deep sigh on the other side of the line and then the well know gravely voice “Didn’t take you would be the type to sneak out at dawn?” your heart clenched and then started beating like crazy. You could feel your body getting tense.

“And I wouldn’t think you’d be the type to be bothered by such a thing… I would think you’d appreciate it…” he chuckled, you could almost see him shaking his head in amusement “Nah… I was thinking of round two for breakfast…” you sigh grabbing the tip of your nose. This was all one big mess. “I have a fiancé…” you muttered hoping this would salve it and make him cancel the call, but instead he laughed loudly “Oh… I know you do and I ain’t bothered babe, because I know now when he fucks you, you’ll be thinking of me and all I can do to you”. His words rendered you speechless “Mmm just what I thought. You’ll be coming back for more Y/N and oh I will give it to you…” and at that he ended the call.

Standing there and looking at your cellphone you were trying collect yourself. This fucking cocky bastard was so sure you’d be coming back to him. “You wish… we will see who’s left begging…”

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[solarwynd]

https://www.tumblr.com/solarwynd/757291943379320832/point-out-any-other-soloist-this-year-or-in-recent?source=share

Jungkook has never been a threat or direct competition to Jimin, please🙄. There's only one member in BTS whose solo songs were consistently doing very well compared to the others not only in the charts longevity but in impact. There's only one member who's consistently been referred to as The Record Breaker, History Maker and Legend Maker.

Jungkook was never a threat. PJMs never thought that way. The problem we have with Jungkook now literally started during Seven era, while we've had to deal with JJKs' one-sided beef waaay before then, which became worse with the release of With You. They compared its records to JK's solo songs for no reason and very few pjms gave then attention during that time.

But now.. Jimin's solo debut was fucked in favour of Jungkook, he was suppressed in every way just so people can believe that Jungkook is bigger than BTS. And then his solo stans spend their days on social media being vile to Jimin for no reason. They obsess over Jimin more than the man they claim to stan, so OF COURSE most pjms have started to fixate on wanting Jimin to surpass Jungkook and treating him like competition because of those two reasons I mentioned.

Can you really blame us?

Jungkook was never the competition. We just want to feel vindicated. That karma is indeed a real thing. Or at least I speak for myself.

“And then his solo stans spend their days on social media being vile to Jimin for no reason. They obsess over Jimin more than the man they claim to stan, so OF COURSE most pjms have started to fixate on wanting Jimin to surpass Jungkook and treating him like competition because of those two reasons I mentioned.”

This is exactly how I see it and it’s entirely valid.

[not-goldy]

So you are very ok with JK given everything by the company while Jimin is mistreated af ? You said JK AND JM. But what JM is getting ? Dust ?

Just like JK, you are being greedy only wanting him to the succeed while JM is always ignored by the company. But ofcourse JK is successful so you are ok with JM being his trophy husband, who works hard but with restricted success and won't go above JK, isn't it ?

I'm open to discussing the various ways in which one member's career could be hyped up more or invested into more by us or their company. I'm open to discussing all the ways in which their company could be abusing them or the ways in which they aren't being treated fairly.

What I would not do is hate on another member just because while secretly yearning for what he has for my bias. That's bad karma so you are on your own.

I can't and don't need to hate Jungkook in order to love Jimin.

I can't wish evil for Jungkook in order to wish well for Jimin. I'M NOT DERANGED NOR SLOW LIKE THAT.

They can both be successful artists, their individual successes don't take away from each other's.

They can both be great

They can both coexist as icons.

There's so much room and space for them to inhabit as they each speak to unique demographics. Different talents, different audiences.

I don't need to bring one down to lift one up. You are weird for that shit.

Also these are SOLO artists which presupposes they have separate deals and contractual rights and obligations with the company and I'm tired of explaining this over and over- get yourself some legal education will you.

They are both free to contract and if they are not happy with their contracts they can sue the company.

I'm okay with Hybe performing and fulfilling their obligations under their contract with Jungkook. If that contract stipulates they give all their resources to him then that's what they must do.

Jimin needs a better lawyer to negotiate a better deal for him then if the contract is not serving him because believe it or not hybe is not a charity and they don't operate outside the limits set by their contracts🙄

We know this because they refuse to get into matters that fall within the privacy clause of their artists and as Jimin said, even the food they give them comes straight out of the artist's pay.

We can talk about the different value they place on each member - which of course, they don't place the same value on the members equally. Some are valued more than others. But we been knew that. It's been that way since day one.

It's business though. Nothing personal. Companies do take risks on others more so than others because they look for different things in artists and have specific target markets in mind from the get go.

It's the reason Jungkook may not work well for Dior but Jimin does. They are unique brands and require unique artist's brand as well.

It's up to that artist and their fans to prove them right or wrong- which us and Jimin keep doing every single day. Let's focus on that. The more we sell out, the more numbers we have the better for his market value.

Jungkook is the GOLDEN MAKNAE. he has that going for him. You can't take that away from him. He's managed to capture a portion of the market that most music companies struggle to break through. He could well be the next Justin Beiber or the JB of Kpop but then again he is his own person and a unique phenomenon on his own just as BTS.

Don't underestimate his influence. Don't make that mistake.

He has all the qualities that makes A GLOBAL POP ARTIST and right now there is a gap in that market. I have several posts on this explaining this phenomenon please find any and read for further clarification on my other blog.

Btw, Jimin stans are mostly adults most of whom are lawyers and legal practitioners with the JDs and shit who understand the ins and outs of the entertainment industry. Get real and quit embarrassing us💀💀💀💀

[jmdbjk]

This week's ... Bangtan report...

Anyone feel the need to come up for air? Me too...

These two... just acting like they can go anywhere here in peace.

I can't believe they ate reheated grocery store deli pizza. At first I was like I CAN'T BELIEVE THEY ATE GAS STATION CONVENIENCE STORE PIZZA but then I learned it was a whole grocery store. On a scale of 1 to 10, grocery store deli pizza would be a 4.

I'm still speechless. The longer I think about it the more I can't believe what we've seen these past 4 days. After all this time of hoping they are living easily at home they come over here and turn the bucket over on us. Total chaos.

Aside from boat captains being dickwads (that Miss Karma wasted no time on that loser) and radio show hosts being embarrassing ignoramuses... the LUCKIEST regular people are experiencing encounters with JIMIN and JUNGKOOK in the WILD!!

We all know how excited we get just meeting other Armys in the wild but imagine being at work trying to get the soft serve ice cream machine working and you turn around and Jimin and Jungkook are standing there ready to order some greasy-ass pizza.

I'M SO HAPPY FOR THESE ARMYS WHO GOT TO EXPERIENCE THIS!

But we're still trying to decipher JK's similarities in his Seven concept styling. His hair that's reminiscent of Jimin's in his Face era... The both of them wearing a lot of similar things or even just their street clothes that are from the same designer... all of that making me ...

This trip that looks like all intents and purposes of being a weekend getaway... reserving a whole floor of the restaurant. AND TOGETHER ON SILVER DAY.... Going to a brewery. An outing on a boat. Basically roaming the back roads in New England. And JK headed to Old England.

But we might see it at some point in the future BECAUSE THEY HAD CAMERAS????

They spent all day Sunday .... doing what? Every hour, every minute, every second, you know night after night ...

Anyway...

Hobi's master plan is being revealed finally. At least that's what the twitter streets are saying. Those images were created last summer. He's had this in the works.

I love love love the two characters and the styling of this go-round of Jack in the Box.

I watched Namjoon's recent live and he said things like:

..."everyone is doing their thing and the team is being talked about" which he thinks is great... "let's each do well in our places and meet again looking good." All team members doing good.

He always looks great in his lives and now I'm convinced JK's got a potato phone with a crap camera because ALL of his lives are 360p no matter the lighting situation.

TMI warning...

Koo's got a little bit of an upper respiratory cold. It's no fun flying when your sinuses are inflamed. Give that boy some Dayquil/Nyquil. And YES I sympathy yawned with him! hahahahahahahaaa.

Watching this live... how can you be a straight up goofball doofus and also be the same JK dancing and singing "I'll be fuckin you right Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday..."?

I wonder if the slow jam version of Seven was a preview of what's forthcoming?

Jimin got a new phone. I think that's why he had trouble logging into In🌟 (so cute, in-sta). When you move your shit over to your new phone you have to re-login to all your apps.

So let me guess who's gonna turn up with the head cold in a few days? I hope Jimin doesn't have any important schedules coming up in the next week or so.

[alexlwrites]

𝑱𝒖𝒏𝒈𝒌𝒐𝒐𝒌'𝒔 𝑱𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒂𝒍

✿𝑷𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈: Jungkook x Reader

✿ 𝑺𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒚:  The one where Jungkook, a second year student in the Auror Academy, keeps a journal to vent about his unsuccessful attempts at wooing you.

✿ 𝑻𝒂𝒈𝒔: crack, humor, romance, Harry Potter Au

𝑨/𝑵: This is a Harry Potter AU but you don’t have to read Harry Potter to understand it. If you have any questions just let me know!

°•. ✿ .•°

(<<< part one)

November 5th, 10am

There are a few things I have previously done in my life that I believe could’ve added to the cosmic debt I am now paying, such as:

-Telling Jimin that “top me” is a muggle slang for “be my friend” and watching as he asked people to top him.

-Stealing leaves from Professor Sprout’s garden to figure out which ones were smokable and therefore profitable (up until I ended up with a third nipple from some hacky hocus-pocus weed).

-Jinxing Namjoon. Twice. But I stand by that. 10/10 would do it again.

All of the above and many countless other things are finally catching up to me. Maybe I should get my shit together, do charity work or something. Maybe if I had actually helped Taehyung with his Divination homework like I said I would instead of just making up all the shitty ways to die written in the stars, karma wouldn’t manifest itself in the shape of first years kicking my fucking ass in hand to hand combat without being allowed to fight back.

“Lovely demonstration on the effects of a throat punch, Jungkook” Coach Jin said, clapping his hands.

“I think the name is self-explanatory enough” I replied, voice cracking from the aforementioned punched throat.

“You never know”.

Coach Jin hates me. I am 100% sure of that. The reasoning is unclear and I’m honestly afraid to find out.

In the interest of maintaining myself less punched, I should invest some amount of energy to get him to like me.

November 5th, 11am

No energy was required to find out why that motherfucker didn’t like me. Now his dislike is fully reciprocated. I hope he chokes on his own pretty, juicy lips.

See, what happened was that one of the first years had gotten pretty carried away by the prospect of punching my pretty face and knocked me straight out, sending my karma-striken ass to the Infirmary, ears ringing and nose bleeding.

Now, I repeat that I am not the most romantic dude on earth (but I’m trying, okay? I even started reading Twilight to pick up some Hot Tips) but when all the signs are pointing towards that one person, who are we to go against fate? How can we spit on the forces of the universe like that? On Trelawney’s weed-filled legacy?

How can I not interpret Y/N doing an internship at the Academy Infirmary as the highest, clearest sign that we are meant to be? I am a student at the academy prone to causing and suffering accidents and she is a healer! The only way this could be more perfect was if she was a 100 years old vampire and I were a very pale high school student.

But alas, every great love story has its Jacob.

November 5th, 12pm

In retrospect, I do realize that my metaphor was flawed, cause if Jin was Jacob, he would’ve been into me, Bella - also why did I put myself as Bella and not Edward? - and if Jin was indeed into me he sure had a very weird way of showing it, completely ignoring me bleeding to probable death to flirt with the nurse, who I had claimed as my wife through the very legal power of “dibs”.

“Hi, Y/N” he said, leaning on my bed, hand resting on my bruised leg, making me whimper in pain embarrassingly, but also in a very manly way.

“Hello, Professor Kim” she said, professionally, not even bothering to look at him while tittering with her supplies.

“You can just call me Jin, you know. I’m only a couple years older than you.”

“That would hardly be appropriate” she answered, swatting his arm away from my bed. I think she said something else, but I honestly couldn’t hear shit when she cradled my face between her soft (so soft!) hands and for a split, dream-like second I thought she was going to kiss me.

“You shouldn’t let your students get so carried away.” she ended up saying “Poor Mr. Jeon. Look at him!”

Damn. 

I guess I did look kind of pitiful, all sweaty, bloody and bruised. 

Probably looked like I’ve been french kissed by a bludger. 

Coach Jin shrugged “He doesn’t look any worse than usual to me.”

The disrespect?

Before I had the chance to tell him very maturely to bugger the fuck off, Y/N stepped in “Then maybe you should be my next patient so I could get your eyes checked” she snapped and maybe those punches hit me harder than I initially assumed or maybe there was just something fundamentally wrong with me (place your bets!) but I thought that was very hot of her. Specially when she then proceeded to completely ignore Coach Jin’s presence and turn to me “How are you feeling, Mr. Jeon?”

“You can call me Jungkook, you know.” I mumbled. At least there was no stutter this time, so I would count it as a successful interaction had she not proceeded to ignore what I said too. 

“I’m going to give you an ointment for that bruise and it should disappear in a couple hours. Luckily nothing seems to be broken, but I would avoid any sort of exercises or tiring activities for the day.” she said as she ushered me out of the room with a funky looking jar thrusted into my hands “And hey” she called as I was about to leave the room with a very sour looking Coach Jin “take care of yourself, Jungkook.”

WELL.

WOULD YOU LOOK AT THAT.

Before I could fully express my happiness, Y/N closed the door to my face, but not even the hardwood hitting my bloody nose could wipe away my smile as I turned to my sullen coach. 

“Whatever” he grumbled “Don’t think you’re off the hook. You’re still with me tomorrow, Jeon.”

Bugger. 

I guess if worse comes to worst, at least Y/N can still look after me.

Actually, that’s not a bad idea at all…

°•. ✿ .•°

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[jiminrings]

maybe me (2)

pairing: jimin x reader

wordcount: 10k

glimpse: maybe it was too complacent of jimin to think everything’s okay between the two of you. maybe he was too hopeful by assuming karma wouldn’t catch up with him. but maybe, just maybe, jimin can try to fit himself and his daughter into your equation.

alternatively, jimin unintentionally reminds you of the worst pains of your life.

[ part one, intermission, part two, intermission 02, finale ]

[ more angst, dilf jimin’s a very good dad but he doesn’t believe it (give him a thumbs up when u see him on the street), wholesome scenes, jealousy n emotional constipation, emotional baggage but it’s with a cliffhanger, confrontations ]

notes: second to the last chapter can u believe :O friendly reminder that this is the start of the storm but not exactly the peak of it ya know… the full context (and the angst) would be at the finale so pls just read at ur own pace!!

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Jimin doesn’t know when it’s going to come.

He doesn’t know when the complete feeling of remorse is going to hit him because the last time he checked, he could still look you in the eye without his chest tightening. It’s weird that the guilt hasn’t sinked in; he hasn’t stolen before in his life until he did it unto you a few days ago and he expected the sinking feeling to bring him to his knees.

He doesn’t know why it just brought him closer to you.

What Jimin feels in his heart is equivalent to a series of hiccups. There’s random bursts of the reminder of what he’s done in an irregular pattern and each time it crosses him, he holds his breath. The past week to him simply felt distorted, easily forgetting it as if his spontaneous breakdown didn’t happen.

He barely even knows you outside of what the internet grants him and yet he feels like he knows you intimately. There must be something wrong with him because a desperate single dad like him (read: an anxious and insecure single dad who pickpocketed your wallet) wouldn’t attach himself to you even more — but here he is, absolving himself of the fleeting guilt he felt and laughing with you at breakfast.

“I have something to give you, by the way,” Jimin suddenly announces with a new bout of eagerness even if you weren’t talking in the first place, only interrupting your train of thought from looking at Yuri feeding herself baby puffs.

He digs through Yuri’s diaper bag unceremoniously, fishing out an envelope that miraculously wasn’t crumpled throughout his search. You don’t know what it was but even before he held it out to you, you could already smell that it was a scented envelope.

Not a store-bought, typically daisy-scented envelope that comes in 10s though. It’s the one stationery envelope that’s standard for hotel rooms and is doused with Jimin’s perfume. It’s doused so much (he tried that hard) that the white envelope isn’t even perfectly opaque anymore.

“You’re not my competition, are you?” you joke, looking warily at the envelope he holds out to you with a cheeky grin. “There’s no anthrax in there?”

“No, but I actually know where to get that!” Jimin laughs, thrusting the envelope towards your hands but you think for a second that perhaps he isn’t even joking around, breezing through the latter part of his sentence far too casually.

His socialization and joking skills haven’t been up to par lately, knowing it clearly when he sees question marks floating above your head.

“Oh, uhm, I’m a paralegal, remember?” he coughs to his hand in embarrassment, flushing when you laugh right back at him because he didn’t register that you were just returning the joke. He could be a little dense sometimes.

He’s overwhelming this way; he’s across from you on the table and yet he feels so close, his whole body propped forwards that with just one push, he’ll tumble to where you’re sat. He typically smells like baby powder and fresh linen with his daughter being attached to his hip but the envelope in your hands bears his real perfume, of black musk and the thoughts you have of what would’ve happened if you met him before he had Yuri.

He even sounds overwhelming, giggling lowly to himself as you courteously open the envelope in front of him. He’s excited as if he wasn’t the one who crafted it from start to finish. As if he didn’t buy art paper and filled ten pages of scratch just to practice his handwriting. As if he didn’t print out a picture of Yuri to stick and bought heart gem stickers to surround her. 

You are cordially invited to Park Yuri’s first haircut!

Room 103, tonight at 6 P.M.

See you there! ♡

It’s adorable.

It’s too adorable that you look at her first before Jimin, seeing her head of hair and Jimin’s appeal to give Yuri her first haircut because she already has more than enough to put it into two loose pigtails.

Jimin waits for your reaction, worried to the point that he bounces his knee up and down and almost kicks you in the process. There’s a gentle smile on your face, fond enough for him to realize that although he tried hard, he got what he wanted.

“Who else is invited?” you question sincerely, an inkling feeling that Jimin didn’t invite that many people to begin with. It’s as if he read your mind because he chuckles again, shrugging with ease.

“Besides you, it’s just Namjoon.”

That is the truth, however, Jimin just asked him via text with a picture of Yuri attached and he got a yes not even two minutes later. Even if Namjoon would love an endearing and hand-made invitation, Jimin isn’t too sure if he’d make it for anyone else but you.

“It’s not really a thing, isn’t it?” you question, amusement behind your tone and not malice. If there’s anything you’ve learned, Jimin tends to be unorthodox at times, but his pursuit of giving Yuri everything remains unchanged. “Baby’s first haircut party? Is that an official thing?”

“No, not really,” he shakes his head, hanging his head down but it isn’t with shame; instead, it’s with a burst of pride for himself because he feels like he’s adequate enough for his daughter. “She won’t even remember it but I just want her to experience things. No matter how silly and whatnot.”

It is a little silly.

When you think about it, it’s a sentimental and intimate memory that’s soon to happen. Jimin had already crossed milestone after milestone and this time it’s the first snip at his baby’s hair, the same bit he felt deathly anxious at shampooing because she was just so soft — just so frail and tiny. 

Yuri may be an extension of Jimin yet she’s bigger than him. She’s young and kind and she’ll be far better than him because he wants her to. It’ll be a sentimental memory of him cutting her hair wherein he could say that he’s the first person to ever do it for her. That in the future when she grows up and gets her haircuts, she could have a tiny fleeting memory that it’s her dad who used to do all of this for her.

A silly, little, and memorable event — and you’re invited.

“Do you need me to bring anything?” your voice is small when you ask, trying to grasp at the realization that Jimin trusts you beyond words, even for reasons you can’t see.

“No, it’s okay. I’ll take care of everything,” he shakes his head, licking his lips in reply.

It’s a hiccup in his heart again. It’s been so long since his last hiccup of guilt and this time he holds his breath again. He was so used to his remorse coming to rest that he didn’t anticipate the fact that his hurt comes in waves that were shores apart.

A silly, little, and memorable event between him and his daughter — and you’re asking what he needs you to bring.

Jimin wishes he could turn back time to the day he got his grubby and greedy hands all up on your purse. He’s not even sure if you know what he did. Nonetheless, the guilt keeps him up at night.

.

.

.

Everything’s set up thoughtfully to Jimin’s standards.

As soon as you ring the bell, Jimin answers with wide arms and a shaky laugh because he just gave away the fact that he’s most certainly been waiting for you at the door. 

The whole space is illuminated by ambient lighting from the cove ceiling and the lamps, most especially by the huge ass TV that Jimin rigged to display a neon pink picture he saw from the internet to wash the whole room a pale pink.

There’s foil balloons spelling out Yuri’s name stuck to the curtain, and you don’t even want to think if Jimin realizes that he’s gonna have a hard time picking out the double-sided tape he used on the fabric.

The dining area’s set up and if your eyes aren’t deceiving you, the table runner used is the same decorative bed runner that’s standard for the hotel rooms. 

The entirety of Jimin’s receiving area has completely been rearranged just for this single event he thought of, a tiny baby sofa placed on the middle of it.

“Hi Miss Y/N!” Namjoon creeps up from behind you and effectively surprises you in the process, stumbling at the right time because Jimin’s crouching down to place the hotel slippers at your feet.

Your assistant’s holding a handycam, his urgency in focusing the camcorder to you almost distracting you from the fact that he’s dressed in pajamas, the image of Mater on his torso making you look. Namjoon’s so casual and so is Jimin, dressed in sleepwear with Boo on his shirt and both Sully and Wazowski on his pajamas. God, this is a family matter and for some odd reason, you don’t stick out like a sore thumb.

“What’s your message for the birthday — what’s your message for the first haircut girl?” Namjoon knits his eyebrows in concentration, looking at you on the viewfinder and back at you in reality when your mouth is too dry to speak.

“Oh! Right, uhm, to Bambi,” you clear your throat, a breathless chuckle when you see Jimin emerging from his bedroom with a bundle of clothes in his hand. “Happy first haircut! You’re really-…”

“Here you go, Y/N. Get changed to pajamas! There’s a dress code.”

“Shoo, shoo. Get away, Jimin. I’m still interviewing Miss Y/N,” Namjoon reaches his hand out to get him out of the frame, hearing the faint sound of a zoom to your face as he pushes you to continue. “Sorry, continue please!”

You can’t help but to giggle, caught in the middle of them; Namjoon who’s hounding you to extend your greetings to Yuri, and Jimin who’s insistent on getting you to change to pajamas now.

“You’re really loved, that’s what I was about to say.”

You smile, the truth of it slipping easy from your lips.

It doesn’t take a genius to figure out that the baby who’s in her playpen at the moment is greatly celebrated and loved, even for the little things. You’re certain that there’s more people beyond this room who regards Yuri in the same way her dad and uncle do.

Yuri is loved and you say it genuinely, eyes briefly meeting Jimin’s because he’s right beside Namjoon to make way for you. His eyes sparkle and perhaps even sting at that, covering up the choke from his throat by thrusting your pajamas at you.

“You can change at the bathroom or in the bedroom, whatever works for you,” he adds, seeing you unfold what he bought for you to be pajamas with Bambi on them, the deer printed throughout the whole set. Jimin suddenly realizes that he might be imposing on you, coughing while he clarifies. “But if you don’t want to change, it’s okay! You’re already here and-…”

“It’s fine. I’ll change.”

You hum softly on the way to the bathroom, locking it after you before you exhale and — god, this whole thing is so homely.

It strikes you that this is your first visit to his room, the very space where his whole life is cramped in for the time being, since your abrupt entrance into it where you first met him.

You’re in his bathroom, a space that you yourself keep minimal for guests to use, not even imagining to lend the main one you use because it was too intimate. But Jimin lends you his without a care in the world, even escorting you to it.

His scent’s here, products laid on the countertop neatly even if it used to be sprawled all over unbeknownst to you. His toothbrush lies beside Yuri’s, his shampoo right next to hers, his towel next to her very own.

There’s a baby bathtub at the shower room, an affinity of bubble animals strewn in it.

It looks lived-in, something that puts a lump on your throat because just a month ago, you’ve burst into Jimin’s space out of worry for his daughter — now, you’re invited to watch him give Yuri her first haircut.

You try to get changed as fast as possible, trying not to take a peek at what Jimin’s perfume is but ultimately failing. You come out of the bathroom, dressed in pajamas you didn’t expect to wear right in front of everyone (read: two adults and one baby), seeing a sight to behold.

In the short time you disappeared, Jimin had already organized everything for final touches. Yuri’s already sitting on her baby sofa, his shirt that drowns her in its size acting as a makeshift salon cape.

He waves you over, the fear of missing out making you jog to where he and Namjoon are. Jimin’s already holding the scissors, sitting on the floor to match Yuri. She isn’t bothered that her dad’s sitting behind her, even laughing because she sees him in the mirror placed in front of her.

“Joon, are you getting this?” Jimin asks frantically, looking up at him only to be shushed.

Your assistant’s really taking his job seriously because he only allows himself a second to chuckle, acting as if being behind the camera is a full-on job he got a master’s degree for. “Yeah, yeah. Shhh. Yuri’s laughing.”

Jimin grabs the spray bottle, dampening Yuri’s hair and brushing it out to be straight. Yuri remains neutral by it, holding a stuffie of a rat that’s (un)affectionately named Stinky. Jimin hates rats, actually, but it’s one that Yuri won’t let go at the store with her insane Palmar grasp reflex, so he buys it for her.

If it’s a microwaveable rat stuffie named Stinky that’s going to keep Yuri calm during her first haircut, then so be it. He’ll try not to shudder when he rewatches the footage of this moment while his daughter holds a rat.

“Just a little snip on the back,” Jimin whispers, mostly for calming himself down because he doesn’t want to fuck up Yuri’s first haircut. He takes her hair between his two fingers, exhales, and cuts. 

There’s a terse silence that you can’t even fill up with a gasp, interrupted when Jimin suddenly cheers and holds up the hair for Namjoon to film.

“It’s even! It’s even! Ah, appa didn’t mess your hair up!” he squeals, kissing Yuri’s cheeks repeatedly. Jimin makes a mental note to put it in a bag, later to be tucked in her baby album.

It’s a warm, tear-jerking moment — the latter you’re sure of because Namjoon’s shoulders are shaking and you have to briefly take over camera duty for him.

It’s when Jimin and Namjoon are preparing dinner that you’ve willingly stuck yourself to the floor. Yuri keeps wandering around and her dad and uncle are too busy, leaving only you to keep an eye on her.

Yuri stands by herself, gripping the couch to do so. Her legs are stable albeit a little wobbly and unsure when taking steps, but when she does attempt it now, she wills herself to crash on your lap and take her seat there.

“Bambi,” you whisper, the baby looking up at you. It’s a mere coincidence that she responded because after all, her name’s Yuri, not the same character you have on your pajamas.

You’re not quite sure what you’re supposed to do but you don’t push her off your lap, instead engaging in an impromptu staring contest with her.

Jimin’s about to ask if you want him to plate your food for you or if you want to do it yourself but he stops at his tracks, the sight in front of him tinted pink and sentimental.

“Do you want a fringe?” Jimin coos from behind you, making you clutch at your heart because he’s definitely talking to his daughter and not you. He takes refuge beside you, sitting as he gets Yuri to hold his hand. “Bangs would look so cute on you.”

Yuri smiles, not exactly an answer that was discernible.

“What do we think? Dora bangs or no?” Jimin asks, turning his face to you and you’re so close, he could see the fan of your eyelashes when you look back to him.

“Your call,” you shrug, breaking eye contact.

“I have no signal.”

There’s a loud groan from the corner, Namjoon’s back turned to the both of you but still as disappointed. He shudders. “Slap me if you ever hear me saying dad jokes.”

Jimin yearns to slap him lightly but he’s too far and takes it to heart anyway, crumpling up a nearby streamer for better weight and throws it to Namjoon’s head.

“Ow! What was that for?” Namjoon finally turns, eyes slightly widening at the image of his boss and half-brother sitting so closely, his niece placed right at your lap.

“You’re joking at my expense, and I’m a dad!”

“Insulting you and making dad jokes are different. You should-…”

You learn quickly to tune them out, humming to yourself as the two men tiff.

“Do you want bangs?” you ask as Yuri carries herself, getting up by putting her weight on your shoulders. You support her, putting your hands underneath her arms.

“Laugh if it’s a yes, fall on your butt if it’s a no.”

And Yuri falls.

Jimin holds his hand out to cushion her fall but you do it before him, hands intersecting that his eyes flicker at with a fond smile.

“Okay, let’s hold out on the Dora bangs for now.”

( ♡ )

Jimin wants to take the hurt away from Yuri.

Her eyes are red and raw from crying, the discomfort she feels in her ears completely changing her whole mood. Jimin already took her to her pedia and they said the hurt would only peak once more before it subsides, tonight being the fated moment.

If he thinks he’s already preconditioned to his daughter’s cries, he’s badly mistaken.

“It’ll be okay, baby. You’ll be okay,” he whispers, tears coming out of his own eyes as he cradles Yuri, pressing a kiss to her temple. Fuck, he’s so stupid. It’s most likely his fault she’s hurting now and for someone who’s an unemployed and full-time single dad, Jimin feels like he’s surely lacking.

“Let’s uhm, let’s try not to cry, alright? Your ears will hurt more.”

Jimin breathes shallowly as he dresses Yuri for the cold, his mind so scattered that he prepared everything but himself. Her weight on his arms is a reminder that she needs him, forgoing the carrier because vomiting on it would be unideal and Yuri needed all the contact she could get.

He’s already up and walking out of the elevator, not noticing the worried glance the security guard at the front (that’s used to seeing him and his daughter) throws him. 

He only has his wallet and his daughter, cussing himself when he realizes that he forgot to bring Yuri’s diaper bag for any accidents. He’s so frazzled that he can’t even decide between running up back again to the room or just booking it to the pharmacy, head whipping back and forth that his eyes sting in frustration.

“Jimin?” 

He comes back to consciousness when his name is called, eyes falling on you. Your car’s put on hazard at the side, window rolled down to see if it was truly him. You had a hunch that it was him when you see the familiar gray sweatpants, but you had to do a double-take because why would he wear those at this weather?

“Where are you going?”

Jimin can barely even register your presence, answering directly to the point.

“Pharmacy. Yuri needs Pedialyte,” he says and as if on cue, Yuri sobs dryly.

There’s no other argument that comes to your brain, unlocking all your doors in an instant.

“I’ll take you there.”

It sinks to Jimin now little by little that you are here offering him a ride, a complete coincidence. The weight and the cries of Yuri remind him to answer. “I don’t wanna hassle you. I didn’t take my car because Yuri might throw up on the seats and that’s another discussion.”

“My seats will be just fine.”

“But-…” he reasons, his pride diminishing by the second. “Really, it’s just a short walk. She needs the air too and-…”

“Come on, Jimin. It’s okay,” you reply sternly, his resolve weakened by now the more that his daughter’s out in the cold. “It’s for Yuri, right?”

Jimin��s eyes are downcast, head glancing back up when he hears your door open for him. “Yes. It’s for Yuri.”

It’s a short and quiet trip, one that was filled with Yuri’s cries and Jimin’s anxious thoughts which were just as loud. He couldn’t have jumped out of your car faster as soon as you parked, completely abandoning you but you don’t even take offense.

You try your best to catch up with him, the sudden intrusion of the overhead lights from previously being out at the night sky making the both of you wince. Jimin expected the lights to freak out Yuri but instead, her cries lessen, curiosity piqued by the vastness of the pharmacy.

He makes the mental note to turn on every possible light back at the room later.

“Why’s she throwing up?” you take a chance in asking when it’s clear that Jimin isn’t as dazed than when you saw him awhile ago. You follow behind him dutifully, trying not to crowd him as he takes a slight detour when he remembered he needs baby food and baby shampoo.

You’re approaching the inner aisles when you take the basket from him without a word so he could focus on just holding Yuri, thanking you softly as his eyes skim the racks.

He wants to answer you because it would be rude not to but he feels ashamed. He doesn’t want to be judged but in his clouded vision now, you probably already did. Jimin has nothing left to lose, proven by his appearance now in the pharmacy in just his ratty pajamas because he failed to be prepared enough.

“Ear infection,” Jimin answers after some time, his grasp on the baby shampoo loosening as he explains. “But the doctor said that it’s common a-and a lot of babies have it!”

It’s a painful sight, seeing Jimin try to justify himself in front of you. He has nothing to prove — you do care, but you’re unrelated to him and Yuri. He doesn’t have to explain.

“Yeah, Jimin. I’ve heard it’s normal,” you answer, a timid smile on your face. You take the bottle from his hands, placing it inside the cart. “You don’t have to defend yourself.”

“I’m not defending myself. I’m just-…” Jimin’s voice pitches but later dwindles, pinching the bridge of his nose while he mutters under his breath. “Fuck, yeah, I am defending myself.”

In the middle of the shampoo aisle, Jimin has the urge to break down. He wants to fall to his knees and clutch at his hair as Yuri stares in wonder (or in pity) at him.

But in the middle of the shampoo aisle, you reassure Jimin of a truth that nobody has to inspect closely to know.

“You’re a good dad.”

“Maybe,” he sniffles, gathering his bearings back. He thinks that if only you knew that he stole from you, you wouldn’t say that.

“Just maybe?” you tease a little to lighten the mood but your voice carries worry at what he sees himself as, eyes trying to get him to glance at you.

“Good dads don’t let their kids have ear infections,” Jimin chuckles but the humor is lost. “Good dads would’ve bought a spare bottle of Pedialyte at the clinic so they’re always prepared.”

He’s not angry at Yuri, he’s just angry at himself. Stupid instincts for only catching on that she’s coming down with something a little bit late, stupid parenting for not buying extra medicine.

“Good dads wouldn’t be in their pajamas with holes on them and bathroom slides at a pharmacy in the evening to buy medicine,” he snorts, trying not to look at himself in any reflective surfaces. “Good dads don’t inconvenience their hoteliers.”

“I’m not being inconvenienced,” you shrug with truth to your words, following him around and when he looks down at your shadows, he realizes belatedly that your arm is occupied.

“Give me that. You’re even holding the basket,” Jimin snatches it away from you eagerly and with irritation towards himself, Yuri being adjusted to his right arm and the basket on his left.

The both of you line up to pay, Jimin’s wallet in his right pocket that it makes you instinctively take Yuri off his hands, putting her on your hip instead.

Jimin inputs his card, the cashier looking away as he punches in his pin and choosing to converse with you while he does so.

“You have a pretty baby,” she compliments and it makes Jimin’s heart flutter despite the cashier’s glance being set on you and not him.

“Oh, thank you!” you smile, bouncing Yuri on your hip. “But she’s not mine.”

Jimin brings home Yuri and the items he bought with your assistance, and he could only pathetically wish he can bring you home too.

( ♡ )

It was a slow night for you when Yoongi called, asking if he could come up to your office.

Namjoon already clocked out and so did the other staff working under you, leaving you alone in your office because you just don’t have it in you to go home yet.

You agree without a second thought, letting himself in after three knocks.

Yoongi looks better than the last time you saw him, obviously more at ease now that he’s getting the hang of looking after Suki alone. He pushes her in her stroller and into your office, setting her to the side. His gaze is only set on you, whatever emotion he had behind his eyes highlighted by the ambient lighting in the room.

The last time he saw you, he misread your leniency and empathy for Jimin and his daughter terribly.

“I owe you an apology.”

He looks somber — too somber that your heart hurts just by looking at his expression. Your typing ceases, knowing that your attention won’t ever be back again to your work for the rest of the night.

“Accepted.”

“I didn’t even get to say sorry,” Yoongi breathlessly chuckles, pulling up a chair to sit beside you. He could’ve just sat across you but it wasn’t enough for him, wanting to deliver his sincere apology clearly and hopefully, coax out a conversation between the two of you.

“You don’t need to. I don’t wanna dwell on it either,” you answer truthfully, your need for conversation at the moment basically non-existent. You’ve been feeling numb lately and although Yoongi’s appearance relieves it, he serves as further reminder of your hurt.

“That’s-…”

“Unhealthy?” you cut him off, a snort following soon after.

Yoongi rolls his eyes at that but he understands — understands it more than anyone. He can’t blame you; no one can.

“I was about to say normal,” he answers quietly, no louder than a mumble but you hear it loud and clear.

You have the tendency to shut down and so does Yoongi. If you turn quiet, he won’t even question it. And if you feel like sitting at your office in silence with him overlooking the city at night, he’ll stay.

Yoongi may not be your closest confidant, but he’s the only one who knows you at your rawest and most vulnerable. Yoongi dislikes it when you thank him so you don’t, but you smile at him and then to Suki who’s sleeping in her stroller.

“You get me, Yoongs.”

( ♡ )

This time around, it’s Jimin who catches you sitting alone at the rooftop garden.

Lately, you don’t even come home. You choose to sleep over at one of the numerous rooms and suites available to you, the sterilized staleness of the rooms compared to your house placating you.

Namjoon doesn’t question you because he doesn’t even know, trusting that when he drives home, you do too. You know for sure that if he knew, you’d be bombarded with questions of why you can’t just detach yourself from work these days.

Jimin notices though.

He takes Yuri down to the lobby every now and then so she could walk freely without bumping into furniture every two seconds, but almost always, he’ll see a glimpse of you.

Just you, your nose buried in your laptop or talking with your staff. It would be late when he takes Yuri down because that’s when she’s most active, but by the time he tires her out and she’s ready to retire to her co-sleeper, you still haven’t come home.

He tries to locate you tonight by himself, leaving Yuri with Namjoon in his room. Jimin wonders if Namjoon knows that you’re still at work, knowing that he has a few white hairs from worrying over his boss.

Jimin watches you from afar, sitting where he sat the last time by the edge of the pool, a full glass of scotch taking what you used to be your space beside him.

“What are you doing up this late?”

Your shoulders jolt in surprise, thankfully having the bearings not to fall over into the pool. Jimin would’ve tried to catch you anyways if you did, being surprised himself that you were shocked at his appearance.

You don’t seem to be bothered by his presence but you’re confused at the lack of the tiny human attached to him by the hip. “Where’s Bambi?”

Jimin smiles at that, not mad that he’s already here yet the first person you look for is his daughter.

He’s finally at ease, your breakfasts the past few mornings being cancelled because he was busy tending to Yuri who thankfully has now recovered completely. She’s calmer than ever and didn’t need to be worn out at the hotel lobby to be put to a good night’s sleep.

“Namjoon’s watching over her. He’s catching up with this live show in my room,” he moves your glass, folding his sweatpants up to mimic your position.

There’s something about you that’s been off lately. Jimin doesn’t know what exactly but he’s sure there’s something tilted. He may not know you enough, guilty that whenever the both of you talk it always seems to revolve either around him or his daughter — but he’s trying. He’s trying to ask about yourself more and more but for some reason, you’re detached.

“Do you not go home?” he blurts out, unable to keep the words in his mouth. “Sorry. It just seems like you’re always here.”

You do find it true that Jimin has little to no filter to his words but at the moment, you really don’t mind. The question is welcome and although it’s loaded, you carry it with your arms.

“I do go home. Just not feeling it right now.”

Jimin nods at that, humming at your answer. At the very least he knew that you had a house, a stable one at that right under your name unlike him. He knows you have a roof to go home to but in the sudden form of an intrusive thought, Jimin thinks if there’s someone you go home to.

“Is there uhm-…” he coughs, the sudden feeling of panic and sadness engulfing him. Is he intruding? Why did this never cross his mind before? “Is there uhm, someone waiting for you at home? Are you avoiding them?”

The questions hangs right above your head, something as light as a feather for you but as heavy as a piano over Jimin’s mind.

You’re confused to his inner turmoil because you only tilt your head, making him swallow the lump in his throat because he just wishes he asked the wrong question.

“What?” you ask, grasping what he’s insinuating. “Oh god, no. I live alone.”

There’s a huge bit of tension that’s released from his shoulders, unaware that a breezy sigh leaves past his lips. Good — he wouldn’t have known what to say otherwise.

Jimin’s just about to ask why is it that you don’t want to come home but you beat him to it, already glazing over a new topic of conversation that revolved around him. You act so light to him and yet there’s barely any behind your eyes, seeing the bags underneath that he could see even in the dim lighting of the rooftop.

“How’s the house search going?”

Jimin sighs at that, answering your question before he even catches on that you’re deflecting.

“Some prospects here and there but not the exact one I see Yuri growing up in. It’s tough to figure out.”

He wants to think of long-term, sick of looking over at leases and contracts in both a professional and personal sense. He’s seen so many that’s legally gray and vague, pushing him to think repeatedly that the house he has in mind still hasn’t surfaced yet. If it’s the one for him and Yuri, it’d be flawless all the way down to the fine print.

“When are you-…” you cough after a sip of your scotch, throat burning not at the alcohol but at the question instead. “When are you moving out?”

Jimin blinks again and again, an insistent shake of his head making the whole room spin to him.

“Not yet.” Not yet, he wants to beg. Please don’t bring up the version of reality where he doesn’t get to see you every morning and eat breakfast with you and his daughter, or the one where you’re not always around and he can come ask you to witness a milestone of Yuri’s.

“I don’t know, but not now,” Jimin insists, voice turning raw. “We’re not leaving yet.”

You look to the water beneath you, faint and distorted versions of you and Jimin dancing around. “Okay.”

The atmosphere has always been light between the two of you, but without your inquiring gaze and the general easiness you carried around, Jimin has to carry the whole conversation himself.

You don’t seem to talk a lot these days. Sure, you do react genuinely but not as eager. You’re still around and even without that far of a physical distance, your mind seemed to be somewhere else, eyes unfocused and glazed.

“I want to thank you for the other night in the pharmacy,” Jimin breaks his silence. “It meant a lot.”

You don’t even have a good concept of time nowadays, slipping your mind that it’s only been a week since you drove Jimin and his daughter to the pharmacy. You’re upset that you forgot the time so easily but you’re grateful at the reminder that you remember with minimal help.

“I didn’t deserve that but thank you.”

“Why do you discredit yourself so much?” you reply louder than Jimin’s mumble, your tone even surprising yourself. You’re definitely more than focused now, in tune with the current conversation you’re having. “Stop withholding yourself from the things you deserve.”

“No, I know what I deserve,” Jimin scoffs, tucking his arms across his chest. “And it’s not you driving me and Yuri to get her medicine at ten in the evening.”

Jimin pitying himself was an exhausting sight not only because his sadness seemed to affect you, but also because what he’s pertaining to isn’t true. There’s no merit to his words, making you think that he’s so far into his insecurity that he can’t discern his hardwork from incompetence.

“Then what do you deserve, hm?” you snicker, slightly taking offense that he doesn’t seem to like you driving him. “Who do you deserve?”

This time it’s Jimin who deflects, humorlessly chuckling. Your wording was unintentionally suggestive, realizing it belatedly when he doesn’t quip as quickly as you expected him to.

“If you word it like that,” he hums, oddly brave even without a sip of your scotch. “I feel even more scared to ask you out for dinner.”

“What was that?”

You deflect right back, dancing around each other. The both of you know you’ve heard each other loud and clear, but Jimin indulges you nonetheless.

“I said your heart is too good,” he laughs, throwing his head back. He looks so wasted and he didn’t even drink a single drop of alcohol, genuinely smitten. He points accusingly at your chest. “Too much empathy. Too much belief in there.”

“Is it my heart or my cleavage?” you snort, laughing to yourself that you forget you already forgone drinking from your glass because you’ve just been speaking to Jimin eye-to-eye.

“Nope. I see right through your heart, not your cleavage,” he squints, swishing his lips to the side playfully. “Although the view of your heart is being obstructed.”

“Shut up.”

Jimin laughs even louder and for a second, you feel infinitely lighter. He feels it too, sees it too. You look happy and in the moment, and even for a second, Jimin takes pride in it.

“Here,” he digs into his pocket and hands you a folded towel, urging you to spread it out.

It’s one of the several hundred baby towels he has, your name stitched on the corner of it. It’s a little wonky, the tension a little off, but it’s okay.

“Accept it as my thanks. It’s not enough, but I’ll give you more,” he shrugs, seeing you admire (or maybe loathe) his craft of your name with pink thread.

“You don’t have to give me more,” you hum, folding the towel back up and putting it on your lap.

Jimin shakes his head.

“I want to give more.”

( ♡ )

The next time Yoongi visits you, Jimin’s in the picture.

Technically speaking, Yoongi arrives at the scene first with Suki in tow, pushing her stroller yet she’s carried by him. Something about her waking up clingy and Yoongi not exactly complaining.

“Wow, she’s turning two at the end of the year,” you gasp at the realization, taking her from his arms because she reaches out for you. She seems to remember her Auntie Y/N to heart already, making him smile out of pride as he passes Suki to you.

“Kiss!” she cheers, her pronunciation clear despite her giddiness. Yoongi says that she’s been demanding more and more affection lately (his hugs and kisses don’t seem to be enough), even asking from people outside of him.

“Alright. Suki gets a kiss from me,” you declare to her while cooing, landing one on her cheek to which she shrieks happily at. You forgot just how cute Suki could be, especially if she wasn’t busy being one sleepy child.

“Kiss again!” she demands and you oblige, her gaze suddenly turning to Yoongi beside you. “Appa, kiss!”

Suki stretches out of your hold despite remaining in it, cheek held out for Yoongi to smooch. He laughs at her request, granting her one immediately.

It goes on back and forth until Suki doesn’t even speak, just pressing her cheek out to either one of you repeatedly. She’s a smart girl, making a game out of it and perhaps even teasing the both of you. Suki’s pampered in affection while she keeps it up, suddenly stopping when she sees people walking in from behind you.

Yoongi notices Namjoon and Jimin before you, making you snap your head to where they were coming from.

Namjoon keeps on walking even if Jimin and Yuri freeze behind him, taking Yoongi for a casual side hug while he turns to Suki who he’s seen a couple times before.

There’s you, holding another child. Even Yuri in Jimin’s arms is perplexed, big eyes widening at the older child in your grasp. Suki doesn’t turn her gaze from Yuri either, blinking owlishly.

Jimin, on the other hand, doesn’t know what to feel. He’s oblivious that his daughter finds the girl in your arms to be her competition, too busy taking in the sight. You, Yoongi, and the baby fit each other like how a real family would.

Suki fidgets out of your hold, reaching for Yoongi because the sight of strangers in such close proximity makes her shy.

“Hi, I’m Jimin.”

Jimin introduces himself despite not sticking his hand out, his gaze set on your friend and not you. You’re not even sure if he spared you a glance in the first place.

“Hello, Jimin.”

Yoongi monotonously answers, making Namjoon shuffle over to where you stood. He resists the urge to snort, gaze flitting between the two men who were standing parallel to each other.

Yoongi only replies but doesn’t introduce himself, making you nudge him not to be rude.

“I’m Yoongi.”

“This is my daughter, Yuri,” Jimin continues, a curt smile on his face as Yuri only stares. She doesn’t stare at Yoongi though, just towards Suki.

“This is Suki, my daughter,” Yoongi reciprocates, bouncing his daughter slightly. She looks owlishly at Jimin’s daughter, hostile even in her gaze.

“Are they reading scripts at the top of each other’s head?” Namjoon leans down to your ear and murmurs, taking the initiative to set the both of you at a distance after seeing the two engage in conversation animatedly.

“I have no idea,” you mumble, eyes flitting back and forth because they’re talking at a volume only they could discern. Their daughters are in a different conversation, communicating only in slow blinks.

“It’s so painful to watch,” he winces, intrigued when he sees Jimin look offended.

“Tell me about it,” you distractedly answer, surprised when you see Yoongi look insulted.

It concludes suddenly, making you and Namjoon snap out of it and pretend as if you weren’t trying your earnest to eavesdrop. Yoongi goes to you and Jimin weakly trails along, his words only for you.

“I forgot to run an errand. Let’s go to the pharmacy,” he declares in a rush, setting Suki down on her stroller and placating her that he’ll carry her in the soonest.

“I’m coming with!” Jimin announces, not asking for permission as he trails behind you and Yoongi who’s whisking you off to the exit.

“I-I — wait for me!” Namjoon catches up after the realization that he’s being left alone, the fear of missing out making him walk extra quickly.

It’s a sudden turn of events that started from Yoongi just wanting to speak to you privately and using the pharmacy as an excuse to do so, but Jimin and his nosiness intervened, and that prompted all of you to do a sudden trek to the pharmacy.

You walk with Yoongi’s pace, and Jimin tries to walk at yours but he clearly doesn’t have the advantage because Yoongi has a stroller and he doesn’t. Namjoon’s keeping up behind the the three of you, just happy that he’s there.

It’s the same pharmacy you went to a week ago, the context this time definitely confusing (yet amusing) instead of urgent.

“Suki ran out of baby shampoo,” Yoongi announces to no one in particular, taking the lead as he walks.

“No way, Yuri also went out of baby shampoo this week,” Jimin exclaims, mouth parting at the coincidence. Yoongi looks pleasantly surprised too, excited even.

“Really? It’s gone so quick, it’s like they eat it while they’re being bathed.”

“That’s what I think too!”

Jimin and Yoongi enter the pharmacy with a renowned and shared excitement, leaving you and Namjoon confused at the sudden switch. It’s weird, as if the two of them weren’t silently squaring up to each other for no reason at all back at the hotel.

“Huh,” you think out loud. “Single dads and their trips to pharmacies. Interesting.”

“Is that common?” Namjoon scrunches his nose, following you inside. You seek either one of them for you to tag along with, peering at the snacks here and there.

“Yeah, ask Jimin,” you shrug casually. “This is my second time in here.”

“He didn’t trouble you, did he?” your assistant asks for clarification, brows knitted in worry. Perhaps he’s been too lax on Jimin lately, failing to consider that he might’ve been too overbearing. “I’m sorry, Miss Y/N. I’ll keep him in check.”

“No need to, Namjoon,” you chuckle at his consideration, appreciating it but not requiring it. “I don’t mind.”

Namjoon spots Jimin first at his right so he tags with him, leaving you with Yoongi who’s just five steps ahead of you.

He already decided on Suki’s shampoo and he’s just debating now what color of toothbrush he should get for her, stuck between the lavender and the baby blue. Yoongi’s having quite some trouble pushing Suki’s stroller and his basket at the same time, making you take over for him in pushing his daughter.

“You ready to go?” you ask Jimin when you catch him at one of the aisles, Yoongi trailing right behind you.

“Mhmm. Already got all her stuff,” Jimin hums, managing to fit the tub of vaseline and baby powder in just one hand, all while carrying Yuri with the other.

Yoongi wordlessly plucks out the two items from his hands and puts them in his basket, a mumble for Jimin to hear as he stalks towards the cashier. “I’ll take care of your items.”

Jimin just stands there, frozen until Yuri pecks at his cheek.

Wait a minute, didn’t he just menacingly ask Yoongi awhile ago of who he was to you? What was it that prompted him to suddenly soften towards him and offer to pay for his items? Was it the connection about the baby shampoo of their daughters? Is it pity?

Jimin’s no stranger to receiving pity but he doesn’t know how to react with it coming from Yoongi, someone he’s only seen twice and conversed with once. Maybe it’s kindness, maybe it’s pity. He didn’t ask for Yoongi to pay for his vaseline and baby powder and yet there he is, standing at the cashier with you beside him.

Whatever it is that Jimin feels at the pit of his stomach, it was bad. It didn’t sit right on his chest and he can’t even decide if he’d want to use the same two items knowing that it’s Yoongi who’ll buy it for him without even asking.

His ears ring even if Yuri isn’t crying, sensitive to what he hears next.

“You have a lovely daughter,” uttered by a new cashier this time.

“Oh, thank you,” you respond with a smile, making Jimin freeze. “But she’s not mine,” Jimin waits for you to add but it doesn’t follow.

It never comes. He asked Yoongi if you were Suki’s mother and he answers no, said he’s a single dad too, and JImin believes him. 

“But she’s not mine.” — the same answer you said when you were mistaken for Yuri’s mother, never comes. The correction doesn’t follow.

You took it. You just took it.

The difference haunts Jimin around the whole day that it rendered him dazed, irritable at everything for no reason that he just cooped himself in his room once you all came back to the hotel.

He doesn’t get it — is the problem him? Is the context gravely different that you’re okay being mistaken for Suki’s mom and not Yuri’s? Or is his daughter the problem? Was Yuri simply not worthy enough to be mistaken for your daughter?

The conflict in Jimin’s mind never leaves him, even if you knock at his door with the intention of just bringing up pastries from the café downstairs. You wanted to tell him that Yoongi asked for his number, saying that he hopes to keep in touch with him because he left a lasting impression despite being brief. Their commonalities are being single dads and having you in their life; you as Yoongi’s friend, and however you want to define yourself in Jimin’s book.

Jimin answers the door with such fervor that the door almost swings and hits himself, jaw clenched as he lets you inside.

“I brought you-…”

“That’s not your daughter,” he interrupts you, turning his back and leaving you confused. 

“Excuse me?” you ask, thinking back to the only situation that happened today that could be the only other thing that Jimin’s pertaining to. You follow him to the receiving area, him stood in the middle of it in an antsy pace. 

“You know what I’m talking about. Yoongi and his daughter. The cashier,” he shrugs as if it doesn’t affect him but it does, the weight on his shoulders making his fists close and open in anxiousness. “Should’ve corrected her.”

“It’s not a big deal,” you breathe out, furrowing your brows in confusion. “It’s okay.”

Jimin resits the urge to scoff, scratching the back of his ear. He seems anxious, irritable at worst. You haven’t ever seen him like this before, even when you saw him half-naked when you burst into his room.

“When that cashier told you the same thing when you were holding Yuri, you corrected them immediately,” he tries to level his voice, taking everything in him not to burst at the seams. “Why’s that, hm?”

You don’t know where Jimin’s getting at and it perplexes you, the bag of pastries you brought up to him discarded somewhere already. With the way he’s standing, he looks like he’s waiting for a wrong answer — the thing is, there isn’t any.

“Because I’m not her mom,” you say it matter-of-factly, eyes narrowing at how Jimin looks hostile with you.

“Well you’re not that kid’s mom either,” he says condescendingly, squeezing out a disgruntled snicker from you when you slowly start to see what he’s getting at.

“And that is true too, Jimin,” you confirm for him, your gaze on him unrelenting. Your patience starts to tick, your fuse obviously longer than Jimin’s. “It’s not that deep.”

He loudly scoffs at that, putting his hands on his hips. He rethinks to how he’s almost been here two months and all of the time the two of you shared and yet here you are, telling him that it wasn’t a big deal. Sure, you’re neither Yuri nor Suki’s mom, but there’s just something to the way you stand and look now — something that tells him you’re belittling his feelings.

“I’ll pay you a dollar for you to unclench,” you add belatedly, the delivery at the context striking Jimin the wrong way that he just can’t hold back.

“Do you find this funny?” he shakes his head, breathlessly laughing. “Or was that not even a joke?”

“Well do you hear-…” you counter but you’re interrupted, the way Jimin’s looking at you now makes you feel both angry and inferior. This is just so trivial for you but for reasons you can’t grasp, it’s huge to Jimin.

“Because that’s what you’re good at, right? Paying other people off? You know, throwing your money at other people’s faces just because you can?” Jimin burns you with his words and you recoil, your tongue pressed to your cheek at his gall. You try not to let it get to you, the laugh that escapes you dripping with sarcasm.

“That’s rich, Jimin. Fucking hilarious.”

Jimin swallows the lump on his throat — you can’t possibly know, can you? Maybe it’s your wording that throws him off, or maybe it’s the glance you have on him that’s so empty, it reflects pools and pools of your growing indifference the past few weeks.

He can’t stop opening his mouth, chest heaving from being overwhelmed.

“Is being mistaken for Yuri’s mother such a shame to you?” he spits, gaze following you because you’re already turning away from him.

You try to get out of the room before you say something you don’t mean, to hit him where it hurts; the words in your mind far from desirable. It would ruin Jimin, perhaps even the way he regards his parenting for his daughter who only has him.

You swing the door open when Jimin lays it on you one more time, making you freeze.

“Is my daughter just so bad you can’t even call her by her name?”

Jimin sees you stutter in your steps, shoulders lowering. You can’t say anything in your honor, not even having the strength to mumble a half-assed snarky remark. 

What Jimin can only see is you looking back at him with tears in your eyes, the hollowness in them enough for him to see himself — full of hurt and misplaced rage.

( ♡ )

The next day that Jimin sees you, he can barely even recognize you.

You’re still dressed the the same, the same amount of gravitas radiating from you and the same elegance poised even in your shadow. But now, now you look unrecognizable.

Jimin feels like he’s nobody to you.

You look completely detached, looking only through him and not at him. Even Yuri can sense the shift, eyes glazing and flitting back and forth. It’s supposed to be your routine of having breakfast but here he is, standing pathetically outside of your office because that’s where his hunch led him to.

“There’s a sister hotel just an hour and a half away. Same ratings. There’s rooms for long-term rentals and the discount still applies. I already contacted the manager there, just tell them your name and your daughter’s.”

No. 

There’s no fathomable way that you just uttered those words, all with the knowledge that he just told you he’s not leaving yet.

“You can’t do this,” Jimin shakes his head, eyes desperate and distressed. Even Yuri’s eyes snap towards him, mouth parting in concern because she could feel the anxiety radiating off from him.

“Your setup would be almost exactly the same. It’s still in the city,” you insist pointedly, trying not to look at him for too long. You want to keep this as short as possible anyway.

“Y/N, you can’t do this!” he’s begging you now, the heaviness in his chest sinking deeper and deeper.

“I can.”

Jimin shakes his head, screwing his eyes shut. This wasn’t how it was supposed to go — the plan was to beg for your forgiveness and explain his mistakes if you ever give him the chance to. He didn’t expect he would run out so quickly.

“If you have a problem with me, confront me about it. Let’s fight about it. Don’t just literally take me out of the equation so you could avoid it,” he tries to remain stubborn, breathless at the thought that you’re resorting to this without hearing his side of the coin.

“I don’t want to fight with you. Who am I to fight with you?” you snap, voice wavering in addition. “You’re no one to me as much as I’m nobody to you.”

Jimin takes offense at that, mouth gaping in surprise, He can’t believe you at all. 

“You can’t just say that as if-…”

“As if you’re only a guest here in my hotel?” you interrupt him, just as the many times he did before. “I have the money to relocate you to a different hotel while you’re figuring things out. I have the money, Jimin — let me be the bigger person.”

“You’re just proving what I said,” he whispers out of anger, tears pricking. It stings so bad, the hurt so overpowering that even Yuri’s weight in his arms can’t hold him down. “Y/N, you are so goddamn shallow.”

You reach your breaking point the moment Jimin utters his reply, voice raising that it swallows him whole.

“If I’m shallow, would I have turned a blind eye to you stealing from me?”

Jimin stands in front of you. Raw, vulnerable, and ashamed.

He wants the ground to swallow him whole. Yuri heard you and if only she could fully understand, she’d know too how shitty of a dad he is. After all, she was wide awake and watching when he got his hands on your purse.

“You knew?” he whispers, the tears running down freely on his cheeks. You didn’t even want him to know that you were aware; it just slipped out of you.

“I-I was in a tough spot. I didn’t… I-I needed it for-…”

“And I knew that. I didn’t do anything about it because I knew you needed it,” your voice softens, chest tightening at the thought that you hit him where it hurts. That although it’s not the entirety of your intrusive thoughts that begged to be aired out, it still hurt.

“Why didn’t you? Fuck, why do you have to be so good? Why do you have to be such a martyr?” Jimin spits, his inner monologue coming into play with so much anger for himself that it spreads to you.

He gathers himself as best as he could, holding onto Yuri for dear life because if he doesn’t, he feels like he’ll collapse to his knees. And then he realizes. “So you’re not mad about me stealing from you?”

“No,” you answer silently and truthfully. “You’re a good dad, Jimin,” you praise him even if you’re made at him. Even if you’re fighting and even if you feel so hurt because the truth is simply the truth, not praise. “And sometimes, good dads need to do what they think is best.”

“You’re not mad at me for stealing your money,” Jimin whispers in realization, shaking his head to get himself to understand. “Then please, tell me, why are you so mad at me?”

You freeze.

And you don’t will yourself to answer.

“The chauffeur’s coming in to drive you an hour from now,” you deflect after a bout of silence, going back into your office and shutting the door on him. “Get to packing.”

“Open up, please. Y/N, you can’t just flee every time,” Jimin heaves, knocking insistently at your door. He’s not only talking about your physical distance but he’s talking about your gaze — how you look so empty and unwilling to let anyone come close this time; even before he said the shit he did.

Jimin leans to the door, clawing at it weakly before he hears Yuri starting to sniffle before she breaks out into a sob.

“Let me in.”

[ask-serendipity-sky]

Hmhmmm now since jk is rumoured to be dating a girl now I'm gonna watch the karma doing its job and how you'll try to clear things up. Just the other day when y'all kept cornering ppl to just accept that Tae is dating jennie, well then I'm here to tell you this too. Just accept that jk is dating however that girl is and he's free to date anyone. Even if turned out to be fake, I'm just relieved to see you in the same position as ppl who didn't believe in taennie bc of reasons you'll also try to come up with with jk rumours. Cheers🥂

Anon,

What?

I've never tried convincing people of Taennie because that topic is boring to me and because it was obvious they were dating. I was convinced since gurumi leaked the pictures.

I'm not scrambling. I'm not surprised. I'm not shocked about this dating rumor because Jk is in a new dating rumor every few weeks.

Example:

And they all end up being just lies. From homophobes like you who NEED him to date a woman. Except from the Namkookers...you all are just weird.

There are also more pictures of him with someone who seems to always be by his side...

I find it funny that after 8 years or so, people like you are still scrambling to deny Jungkook's longest dating rumor....with Jimin!

It's so odd that the Jikook rumor never resolves, huh? So odd, so odd...

Thank you for stopping by!

Cheers 🥂

[mrs-monaghan]

There is an old African adage that says “Before the gods kill a man, they make him mad” and i swear truer words have never been spoken! Taekookers are going stark raving mad!! You think they had conspiracy theories and weird narratives b4? That was nothing! These people are clearly unhinged and there is no saving them! How can people be so EVIL and expect any form of blessings or favor? How do they honestly think that God, the universe or whatever they believe in would grant their wishes when they have spent years saying and doing the most vile and vicious things to and about Jimin? Anyways, they had a long run, but this time around, karma will slap them so hard in the heads, they will literally forget their names! This is just the beginning!!

Fellow African anon is talking about Taennie walking in the Park. As u guys can tell I'm digging way back for these asks 🤣🤣🤣

Yes. A time will come where no excuse they come up with will convince even the most dillusional tkkr

[juliapark13]

I really love bts and I want a reunion soon but I'm scared that all new songs will be like that, jimin with no lines but only harmonizing with others, it's really a waste of talent. I don't know if I can support a group where jm voice doesn't exist. Jm is my bias and I became army thanks to him. If bts keep making these songs minimizing jm and his role as lead vocalist, using him for backup vocals, I don't know how I will react

Same. I totally agree with you. I personally can’t enjoy Take Two since Jimin’s lines aren’t there. I have a feeling it won’t change and it will be ultimate waste of his talent. Even few seconds of his singing really stand out.

It didn’t cross my mind that it means he will also have less screentime in future MVs and future live performances. Now I’m even more upset.

Free Jimin from these jealous people who want to put him down please. I believe in Jimin karma.

[vlovers19]

Hey there, I really loved reading your replies. Tbh, I’m so tired of people claiming that “Vmin drifted apart” just because they don’t see them interact. Anyways, I just wanna ask for your thoughts on Tae and Jennie dating rumors. On Tae’s latest weverse live, he was seen wearing the same necklace as the one Jennie was wearing during her latest carpool show with Jimmy Fallon. Plus all the pictures and coincidences that have been making rounds on social media. What do you think about all that? Thanks

I don't believe it at all. Even the beginning of the entire thing was suspicious. This whole Taehyung and Jennie dating rumor started because Taehyung accidentally liked Jennie's picture on Instagram. A certain set of people decided to use it to their advantage. We have no idea who they could be. Taehyung and Jennie's haters, Hybe competitors, staffs from their company, their shippers, anti shippers to other ships. Even their companies themselves. It could have been anyone. Somehow, they got hold of their pictures, edited it and spread it around social media. Why? To cause a commotion.

Before then, Taehyung had been involved in a smoking scandal. He was still recovering from that when they struck again, spreading images of him and Jennie which was never confirmed and looked strangely edited. The hype died down, Big hit ignored the haters only for the scandal to resurface again at a time when the group was gearing for their solo releases and black Pink was heading for their tour. It would have been difficult to outrightly dismiss the rumors for several reasons.

First of all, Taehyung and Jennie are both very popular people. They have their own following which strangely enough are quite enornmous. It's just as big as Jk and Lisa's fandom. Outrightly denying the rumors might not be the best approach. Again, despite the hate, they also received the quite positive feedback. The hype was insane, media coverage, all attention was on them, just like how Western people use two celebrities dating as publicity. Even some other scandals some kpop idols had at the time where overlooked. Both Taehyung and Jennie acquired more followers on Instagram. Things weren't as bad as they thought, some fans where even begging them to reveal their relationship but then again, both of them said nothing. They went along with everything. That hacker kept uploading more pictures garnering even more and more attention until they started to get carried away and began to involve other idols into their agenda talking nonsense about how Lisa was jealous of Jennie and was the one spreading the photos and all other sort of nasty unfounded rumors. Because Big hit and YG were ignoring them, they started to take things a little too far just to prove they were saying the truth. They started to upload photos of other members. The straw that broke the camel's back was even when they started spreading Jennie's private pics and somehow Jimin ended up having some of his personal pictures leaked. How Jimin got dragged, i couldn't understand. It became a total mess. Something that both companies could no longer tolerate and so Hybe had to post their quarterly statement about dealing with Haters. YG also posted a statement saying that they had no way to clarify about the private life of their artists, thereby indicating it's up to our imaginations. Jin even had to comment on weverse about haters finally getting their karma. Since then, everything has been relatively quiet. The hacker retreated to the background. No one knows what happened to them but then there were the believers who got influenced by everything that happened and continued the agenda. Now, they have become like shippers trying to prove things, trying to put two and two together. All the while, Taehyung and Jennie have been silent, clarifying nothing about their relationship just like idols who are being shipped together. People take things like wearing the same dresses, caps forgetting that they are celebrities who are into brands. They just might like the same brand of certain merchandise. Where things might get suspicious is when they start having customized items or engraved symbols exclusive to them, not popular items than any celebrity can own. Even JK and Lisa have the same type of bag that I've seen with both countless times. Taehyung wore an identical wristwatch Jisoo also owned during Vogue magazine shooting. Long before this dating rumor between them, I think in 2020, Taehyung and Jennie had worn similar wristwatches. However, now that people are aware of them, they have begun to notice all these so called similarities and coincidences. Things they never did before. Now a lot of people have their eyes on them yet no one has come out with conclusive proof that they are really dating. Surely, they must have been seen out and about but Instead, we are being provided with hearsays and so called analysis born out of shippers perspective.

However, I'm certain they do know each other. They have a lot in common. Park bo gum who is Taehyung's friend is now under Black label, a subsidiary of YG entertainment who manages Blackpink. He's now a label mate to Taeyang who collaborated in his solo song vibe with Jimin. Jennie took a group picture with him and also took a picture with Park seo Jin, a popular actor who is one of Taehyung's friends during a party abroad. The entertainment industry is another world on its own. There are people who are close without you knowing about it. Take for instance Jhope's album lunch party. It was there, you would know life isn't only about Bts. He knew a large network of people even females. It doesn't mean he is dating any one of them. That could also be said about Taehyung and Jennie who are in the same entertainment industry.

However, one thing I do know is this. If you truly love someone, somehow, you would want people to know that they are yours. That they are taken. Check anyone who had ever been caught truly dating, they always ended up admitting it in the end after real evidence have been provided. Why? Because they owe it to their partners to be honest, to show they are appreciated and valued. None of which Taehyung and Jennie are doing because they are not dating. If another scandal where to come up about them thanks to haters, they would ignore it as always. Anyway, I guess I have answered your ask and given my own opinion. Thank you very much

[sizzlingpatrolfox]

perhaps jimin karma is real

I don't believe in karma or manifestation or anything like that 🥲