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dreamescapeswriting · 5 years ago

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BTS Reaction || You’re Really Smart

A/N: As someone who has a REALLY low IQ I decided to try and change it to you’re really smart, I hope that’s okay? If no one gets the lyric reference in Namjoon’s I might cry…

Seokjin:

Namjoon had the great idea of taking everyone to an escape room for the day and here you were paired up with Jin, Taehyung and Jimin who were all walking around aimlessly as they tried to figure out the room. Namjoon had told you to go with them while he went with Jungkook and Yoongi you figured it would be a breeze and for you it was. You'd already figured out the clues but kept your mouth shut cause the boys were too busy trying to come up with it.

"Guys?" You asked looking up from the floor to meet Jin who looked like he was ready to swear at his kids, Jimin who looked about ready to cry and Taehyung who was staying calm throughout.

"Why did we do a horror escape room, I hate this," Jin said to you, you smiled at him and then whispered in his ear the answer to getting out, at least into the next room.

"How long have you known this?" You shrugged your shoulders, to you it seemed simple but according to the boys it was almost impossible for them to even see how to put any of the clues together.

(X)

You all made it out of the horror escape room in record time and Jin was throwing his arms around you,

"And this is why she's the best girlfriend." He yelled kissing your cheeks and then laughing as you pushed him away, dramatically wiping your cheeks where he'd kissed you.

"You guys cheated, she has a high IQ," Yoongi mumbled you stared at him with an eyebrow raised,

"Namjoon has a high IQ though..." Namjoon stared at you and then over at the boys who were expecting an explanation.

"Just because someone has a high IQ doesn't mean their massively smart." You told them and then Namjoon agreed with you. Both of you going into a long rant about how IQ tests are measured in different ways and not everyone has a good IQ because their minds are stronger in other ways.

Yoongi:

"Yoongi can we go back to the hotel I'm tired." You yawned to Yoongi as you walked around the streets, he'd brought you along to Amsterdam with him on tour and was trying to get some sightseeing done but you'd been up all night researching for a paper.

"Maybe if you didn't stay up all night there wouldn't be a problem." He chuckled, tapping your cheeks in an attempt to wake you up. You both walked over to a small cafe and ordered a coffee, where you stood at a table and leant your head on your hands. Eyes closed as Yoongi flipped through a tour guide book trying to find his next spot.

"This will wake you up, explain string theory to me since that's what you were researching." You nodded and thought over how you were going to explain it to him,

"It's a theoretical framework in which the point-like particles of particle physics are then replaced by one-dimensional objects, strings. The theory describes how the strings propagate through space and interact with each other...String theory is a theory of quantum gravity." He stared at you from across the table, you hadn't even opened your eyes to explain it.

"That was as if it was just stored in the back of your mind...How did you do that?" You shrugged your shoulders and opened your eyes, Yoongi was starting to look uncomfortable.

"What?" You mumbled standing up straight as he pulled you back in the direction of the car he'd rented.

"Going back to the hotel."

"To sleep?!"

"No." He smirked grabbing your hand and pulling you faster through the crowds of people so he could get to the hotel as quickly as possible with you. He'd always loved how smart you were and hearing you talk about something like String theory as if it was common knowledge made him want you more.

Hoseok:

For as long as you could remember you'd had a fascination for true crime and all things like that, your brain seemed to store all of the facts about that and not much else.

"We should enter a quiz." Jungkook said as you walked into the pub in Malta, you looked up from your phone and nodded in agreement, turning to look at Hoseok who was nodding as well,

"It'll be fun." You giggled pulling Hoseok over to a table and getting the team name ready.

"It's all based on common knowledge by the looks of it," Jungkook said as you and Hoseok giggled from across the table. You'd been dating for three years and you were still just as happy as the day he asked you out.

(X)

It was the last round and so far you were doing well for points but the last round was on true crime, Hoseok looked at you and nodded. He was the only one out of all of the boys that knew about your extensive knowledge of serial killers.

"Who knows this?" Jungkook asked in confusion, you took the paper from his hand.

"Types of a killer? Easy, organised, disorganised, and mixed." Jungkook stared at you,

"How many people did Harold Shipman kill?" Jungkook read out the next question while Hoseok watched as you answered it without blinking.

"200 but that's only ones that have been confirmed, there are a lot around him that are labelled suspicious."

You won the quiz but on the way back to the hotel Hoseok had his arm linked around your waist and Jungkook asked for facts about other serial killers,

"Ted Bundy had a collie called Lassie." You yawned as the door to your hotel was pushed open, Jungkook was wide awake and wanted to know more though. Asking question after question while Hoseok walked you into the bedroom,

"Talk about it in the morning Kookie, I'm sleepy." You whined dropping onto the bed, Hoseok following you and smiling at how brilliant his girlfriend was

Namjoon:

Namjoon had fallen in love the moment you opened your mouth to talk to him. You were both walking around a museum together, your brother had Jimin decided to bring you along and now you were alone with Namjoon, both walking in uncomfortable silence until you both got excited over the same painting. You began listing of facts about the painting and artist and Namjoon just stared as you spoke about it, and then watched as you did the same with the next painting. Now, whenever you went out on dates he found himself learning more from you than he did from the small plaques on the walls beside the paintings.

"Where do you store it all?" Taehyung asked one day while you were out with Namjoon, hands locked together as you strolled through the Natural History Museum. It turned out your facts didn't stop with art, it included History and other subjects.

"I don't know, I think my brain is like a sponge and it just soaks it all up." You giggled, Namjoon smirked and span you around under his arm,

"I don't care where it comes from, your sexy mind is my favourite." He whispered in your ear, kissing your cheek as you giggled trying to push him away. When he first met you he'd never seen the need for public displays of affection but there was just something about you, something that made him want to show everyone that you were his and he was proud of you.

"I love you." He whispered to you as Taehyung wandered off, you'd only been dating for two months but he knew it was real.

"I love you too." You whispered back to him with a smile on your face, rushing off to find Tae.

Jimin:

Much like Namjoon when he first started out in the industry, you and your group were featured on a lot of different quiz shows because you were smart.

"Next we have Jimin and Namjoon from BTS and Y/N and Lucia from H.E.A.R.T." The producer said into the camera and all of you went to introduce yourself to each other and to the cameras.

(X)

The show had gone amazingly and the whole time Jimin couldn't keep his eyes off you, he found himself watching the way you worked. How whenever there was a question partially hard you would push your glasses further onto your nose, or throw your hair into a ponytail. He was teased by the host and Namjoon for staring of course, and it only made you blush whenever you felt his eyes on you and you looked up to see him staring at you.

"Where did you learn to memorise all this stuff?" He asked when you were all standing in a changing room together,

"I don't know, I guess I've just always stored it away." You laughed looking over at Namjoon who was with your band member, talking about songs you should all work on together.

"It's so hot." Your breath hitched in your throat from how outspoken he was and you blushed a bright red colour,

"I think you're hot too." You giggled, looking at the floor as you bit down on your lip trying not to come across as too eager for him but he was now blushing.

"We should hang out sometime...Without all the quizzes, maybe get some food? Or if you're too busy maybe just a drink." You tried to hold back the small laugh and nodded, touching the top of his arm to stop him from ranting.

"I'd love that Jimin, call me sometime." You told him, writing down your number on his hand and then walking out of the changing room with your band member.

Taehyung:

Taehyung knew about your extensive knowledge of Shakespeare and used it whenever he could, right now you were sitting in the dorms with him and the rest of the boys talking about old English, Tae was in a debate with Jungkook over Charles Dickens and Shakespeare.

"Look all I'm saying is Y/n can tell you different Sonnets by heart and then the meaning behind it." You looked up from your noodles and stared at Jungkook who was staring at you, Namjoon looking up from his book to hear the argument between you all.

"Sonnet 130?" Namjoon said, closing his book. Taehyung turned to look at you and you swallowed the noodles that were half hanging out of your mouth.

"My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun; Coral is far more red than her lips' red; If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun;

If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head. I have seen roses damasked, red and white, But no such roses see I in her cheeks;

And in some perfumes is there more delight Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks. I love to hear her speak, yet well I know

That music hath a far more pleasing sound; I grant I never saw a goddess go; My mistress, when she walks, treads on the ground. And yet, by heaven, I think my love as rar. As any she belied with false compare." Namjoon blinked at you and Tae had a giant smile across his face.

"Meaning?" Yoongi questioned finding himself more invested in the conversation now you'd said a Sonnet without blinking or looking it up.

"Okay so for the shortened version it's offering the readers a different look at female beauty and what it's like to love someone with all their shortcomings and for what they don't like." You explained, going back to your food and turning to look at the TV while Tae was sitting there with a smile on his face, arm wrapped around your shoulder.

Jungkook:

You were standing in the kitchen making yourself a cup of tea when you heard Jungkook scream, you thought he'd just died in a game at first but then you heard him rushing around the living room,

"Kookie?" You questioned walking into the room to see him on his phone, you looked at the desk and his computer screen was black,

"I was in the middle of a game!" He yelled, clearly stressed out over the fact that his computer was potentially broken, he began taking it apart to see what was going on with it and then stressed even more because he couldn't figure out what was going on.

"Let me." You said throwing away the apple core and walking over, you put your glasses on and bent down on the floor.

"Wait here," You walked off upstairs and he waited for you as he looked for a new PC online but you knew he didn't need to do that, you searched through the boxes until you found it and then came bounding down the stairs carrying the power supply, taking his out and replacing it, connecting everything up to the correct holes and making sure the motherboard was linked up properly. Booting up the PC and watching as Jungkook's mouth fell open as he watched you doing it.

"What?" You questioned putting the side back onto his PC and putting it back on the desk and brushing off your hands.

"How did you know to do that?" You shrugged your shoulders and walked back into the kitchen with Jungkook asking you question after question.

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untaemedqueen · 5 years ago

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The Bird Cage

Mafia!Jimin x Reader

Chapter 14.

Warnings: (In This Chapter) Reader Views Uncomfortable Sexual Acts

Eventual Smut, Blood, Guns, Knives, Smoking (Cigarettes)

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"The mansion is now open." Yoongi grins widely before lighting his cigarette as he leans back into his chair with his glass of whisky.

"Don't go into any of the rooms without us. This place is about to get perverse."

"The seven rings of Hell couldn't compare." Taehyung jokes aloud as Jimin leans over to you before looking at the upper balcony of the second floor.

"Welcome to our world." He whispers as people flood into different rooms.

"Heroin." He points to one room.

"Cocaine."

"Cigars."

"Sex."

"Crack."

"Gun worship."

"Cock worship." You blanch as he points at all the different rooms.

"Pussy worship."

"My favorite." Namjoon says standing up and fixing his suit. Jimin chuckles in your ear before continuing on.

"Orgy."

"Adultery." Namjoon heads off making Yoongi roll his eyes.

"We won't see him until the nights end."

"Third floor is for deals, which no one really does at balls. It's kind of against the unspoken code. Tonight is for fun, not for fights." Jimin wraps his arm around you pulling you close to his chest.

"Want to visit any?" You shake your head fiercely with wide eyes making him laugh putting his head back.

"You're a good girl." He kisses your cheek and puts his hand on your thigh.

"Jimin!" You hear a woman call as she approaches the table.

He groans silently before putting a smile on his face. "Y/N. Jung Jiyoon." You nod to her as she looks you over with a sneer.

"I heard you were here with your fiance. Wanted to see if it's true." Jimin nods before leaning back.

"It is." She blatantly disregards your stare as she sizes Jimin up. Of course, he was handsome. Dripping with power and allure which makes you roll your eyes as she licks her lips.

"Accompany me?" Jiyoon asks pointing upstairs.

"I'm good." Jimin says rubbing your thigh soothingly. You begin to stiffen as Jiyoon leans over the table. No bra with nipples on display as her dress hangs lower.

"Are you sure?" Jimin grips your thigh tighter as he feels your heart beat quicken out of anger.

"No. Jiyoon." She pouts and you tilt your head. She goes to protest which you cut off quickly.

"Are you fucking deaf?" You ask loudly, she looks over at you wide eyed and Jimin closes his eyes. There she goes, the lioness is out of her cage. And, all he can do is smile. You were his now, fully. If you could get angry at one simple advance, you were his and you were faithful to him. He chuckles quietly as he sips on his champagne.

"Excuse me?" Jiyoon asks loudly, drawing attention from other guests as you stand up.

"I said, are. You. Fucking. Deaf?" You lean over the table slamming your hands on the white clothed wood as you knock your champagne glass to the floor.

"Kitten." Jimin's tone is full of glee as Jung Mina looks over at her sister.

"Jiyoon! You don't want to do that!" She calls hurrying over.

"Who the fuck are you to be talking to me like that!?" Jiyoon spits at you and you simply laugh as Jimin clasps your wrist. Your vision turns red as Jeongguk stands up quickly to defend you.

"Baby, don't do anything stupid." You pull out of his grasp making him sigh as you round the table.

"JIYOON!" Mina yells as you press yourself up against Jiyoon. The air was tense around you, the classical music stopping in full. The ball room staring at the sight of the two of you getting catty.

"Why don't you go take a walk." You tell her, Mina finally reaches the both of you putting a hand on Jiyoon's shoulder. You stare at Jiyoon's small eyes,

"Let's go." Mina pleads with her sister pulling at her shoulder.

"You know before you Jimin used to take me at every ball, fuck me real good." Jimin rolls his eyes as Jiyoon informs you of their tryst.

"Yes. Before me. And, now there is me so why don't you go before you get yourself hurt." You knock Namjoon's whisky glass onto the floor, the glass shrapnel spreading around as Jiyoon takes a step back.

"She's a Park now. Don't try it!" Mina insists pulling Jiyoon. Jiyoon spits on your neck and you smile widely putting your head back.

"Fine." You say before advancing at her, hands ready to grasp her neck.

"She's under the protection of Lee Hyunah!" Jung Mina yells pulling Jiyoon away. Jimin smiles as he sips from his glass watching the sight.

Jiyoon freezes before looking up at the second floor. You look up as well to see Lee Hyunah standing at the balcony. Her arms folded as she watched the sight before her. Her beige dress rippling as she stands up before clapping. A smirk presents on her face as Jimin looks up furrowing his eyebrows.

"Very good show!" She calls out before putting a cigarette in between her lips as a man lights it for her. It wasn't Lee Oh, her husband. You've seen his picture before.

"A lioness is in our midst." She calls out with a laugh as Mina begins to shrink in form.

"Y/N! I'm so sorry it won't happen again!" Jung Mina whispers fiercely to you as she smacks Jiyoon upside the head. You hum in agreement before looking at Jiyoon.

"You're right. It won't happen again." You kick some of the glass towards Jiyoon who begins to bow her head embarrassed. Jeongguk crouches down grabbing a cloth and pushing the glass away from your feet.

"My, my!" Hyunah calls out as everyone is silent.

"You would all do well to steer clear of trouble this evening. Know your place." Hyunah says loudly before looking down at you and winking.

"Y/N, if you would." She calls to you as she walks into the orgy room. You look at Jimin who stands up fixing his suit jacket.

"Just Y/N! Jimin." Hyunah calls out not looking back as Jimin looks up at the second floor as she disappears from sight.

"Kitten." Jimin mutters, spinning you towards him as he pulls out his handkerchief and wiping your neck of Jiyoon's spittle.

"I'm sorry." You mumble as a waiter brings over a new glass of champagne.

"Nothing to apologize for, you were protecting your own." Jimin leans in, his lips centimeters away from the shell of your ear.

"You looked sexy giving that bitch what for." You snort before sipping your champagne. Jimin pulls away before narrowing his eyes in seriousness.

"Don't act feeble, Hyunah doesn't like that." Yoongi tells you as he burns out his cigarette.

"Be yourself, Mina already said you were protected. Just keep it that way." Taehyung mutters leaning across the table as Jimin fixes your dress. Jimin couldn't help but ogle you in front of his men, his lip tucking in between his teeth as you push your straight hair over your shoulder. You were too sexy, too tempting in this mansion. After the display of prowess you just showed he wanted nothing but to bend you over the table and fuck your brains out.

"Park Y/N!" Someone calls from the second floor. You raise an eyebrow at the name before looking up.

"Lee Hyunah will see you now." You look back at everyone as you step around your chair.

"Park?" You ask confused as Jeongguk steps behind you.

"You're mine, Kitten. Must I remind you every second of the day?"

"Maybe." Jimin chuckles before leaning in and giving you a gentle kiss.

"Go, now. Before she gets impatient. Yoongi, Jeongguk." Yoongi smiles before standing and fixing his bow tie. "Come on, little one."

You step inside of the room, your eyes not knowing where to look as you watch naked guests fucking in every direction. Breasts and cocks out on display as you take Lee Hyunah into your sights. She sits in a chaise lounge smoking a cigarette calmly as she watches a man eat out a woman. The moans filling your ears make you shuffle in anxiousness. This is weird.

"Uh." You mumble looking at Jeongguk who snorts in amusement. Hyunah looks up before smiling at you.

"Come." She says patting the chaise lounge as she sits up. She eyes Yoongi behind you before smiling wider.

"Yoongi."

"Hyunah-ssi." He lights a cigarette looking her over before sniffling and standing beside you as you sit down next to her.

"I love the human body. How beautiful it is to look at, how graceful people move." She tilts her head as she watches a man stuff his cock into a petite mouth.

"How simple pleasure can be." You swallow at her weirdness before taking a sip of your champagne.

"How easy it is to take someone's life and beauty away from them." She looks over at you before pointing at the man getting his dick sucked.

"Strangle her." She tells the man, he does as told watching the woman scratch at his hand making small cuts appear on his tan skin. Blood beginning to trickle out. He begins to fuck her face roughly, his pre-cum and her spit coating her cheeks and her chin.

"That is beautiful." Hyunah says to you as the girl's eyes roll back.

"Fuck!" You hear the man curse through gritted teeth.

"Yes, alright. Enough. Don't fucking kill her." Hyunah says with an eye roll before turning her body towards you. She caresses your cheek with her thumb as she pulls from her cigarette. With her this close you could really take her into your sights. She was beautiful, indeed. No help from plastic surgery. Her skin was taught and smooth but she was probably 45 to 50 years old.

"I see promise in you, little lion." You clear your throat as she begins to smile.

"You remind me of myself when I was younger. Full of anger and passion. Do you know what I do, Y/N?"

"Yes, I do." Hyunah hums in amusement.

"Smart girl. But, for the first time in a long time, I do not know what you do. You simply don't exist anywhere in the world anymore. Like you've been taken off the map." So she tried to get information on you, Namjoon probably made it all disappear.

"And if I can't find anything on you then I find that very interesting. Because, I hire the best." You nod to her, she carries herself in such a way you couldn't seem to find words good enough to answer her.

"That means that little Park Jimin loves you." She laughs loudly before looking at Yoongi.

"A weird sentence to say, wouldn't you agree?" Yoongi nods his head before inhaling from his cigarette.

"Indeed. Weird." She hums to him before caressing your cheek again.

"So pretty, so full of anger and hope. Who wouldn't fall in love with you so easily."

"I mean, I've known him for a week so it might not be l-" She narrows her eyes at you and you close your mouth.

"Are you saying I don't know what I'm talking about?" You shake your head to her before sipping your champagne.

"Good. Because, I do." She pats your cheek delicately before leaning on the arm of the chaise lounge.

"I've decided that I like you, Y/N. I heard stories from Mina and Mingyu. My little pets. So, I'm going to give you a chance to close a deal with me. We should get you started on your own project as a Park." Hyunah stands and you stand up confused.

"Come with me." She says before walking past and grabbing Yoongi's balls making him cough loudly choking on his cigarette smoke as you follow her without a word.

Jimin stares at the orgy room door with a cigarette in his mouth, Taehyung talks but Jimin hasn't been listening.

"Tae, shut the fuck up!" Jimin whines loudly as Hyunah leaves with you in tow. Taehyung does as told as Hyunah heads up to the third floor with you. She smiles brightly at you and you return the smile as one of the Im's opens up a third floor room. Jimin scoffs in amazement as he leans back into his chair as if he has had the wind knocked out of him.

"Whoa." Taehyung mumbles as Jeongguk stays outside of the room as Yoongi shuts the door behind all of you. Jeongguk searches the floor before looking at Jimin with a wide smile.

"Oh Kitten. You amaze me." He mumbles to himself before standing and pulling from his cigarette.

Hyunah sits down behind the large desk, putting her feet up on the wood as she leans back in her chair. "I would say for us to do this deal alone but Yoongi knows me so well it's like he isn't even here. Isn't that right Yoongi?" He hums in agreement as he sits on a wooden chair by the door.

"Put your knife on the table, Y/N." Hyunah pulls up her dress, pulling her own knife out of a garter before placing it on the desk.

"This is called fair trade." She explains as you do the same. Your hands were getting sweaty. You've helped Jimin a few times in meetings but you've never been alone in a room with a mafia boss before and you would certainly never consider yourself one. Yoongi seems like he would be no help if she wanted to murder you, seeing as how he was sitting so far away. You eye her wearily as she smiles.

"What do you like to do?" The question confuses you, what does she mean? Like to do?

"Uh." You furrow your eyebrows and she chuckles.

"Nothing? You don't have any vices? Cocaine? Killing people? Nothing?" You still for a second before shaking your head.

"No." You tell her simply, she seems pleased.

"Good. I don't like heroin but I sell it. It's good to keep yourself unattached from what you sell. Keeps you level headed." Hyunah calls Yoongi's name and he looks up quickly as he burns his cigarette out on the floor.

"Two whiskys." He hums in agreement as you wipe your sweaty hands on your dress.

"I have a few new ventures I would like to dip my toes into and I know Jimin has ways of acquiring what I would like to start up so I'm coming to you. Because, since he is SO in love with you, I'm sure you could make him move mountains." Yoongi hands you a whisky before handing Hyunah hers and she gathers the fact that you hold more weight to him than her.

"I hear that a large shipment of guns went missing from Po Gunmin." Yoongi perks up at her announcement. "I have them." She says with a carefree laugh.

"I will give you those back, if you make a deal with me." You feel lost. You don't know what you're making a deal for and when you do you have Namjoon give you research on the item and the person selling. You look between her and your whisky glass as she sighs.

"Feeling confused, lion?" You sigh before nodding. There was no point in lying, you couldn't be brazen with her because it would just fizzle out and die.

"Good. Sometimes we don't have all of the answers. And, that's okay. When I first started I didn't know a goddamn thing. Look at me now." She says pointing at her diamond necklace.

"I'll give you a tip, little lion. Always barter even when you don't know what the fuck you're doing. So if I tell you four million, you say?"

"Six." She smiles widely before nodding.

"Exactly. I think you'll come up quick in our world." You sip from the whisky glass, the alcohol twirling and burning your esophagus as you swallow.

"What are your thoughts on courtesans, little lion?" You raise an eyebrow at Hyunah. Prostitutes? You've never really thought about it.

"Everyone makes money in their own way." You tell her and she nods with a smile.

"They do, don't they? You should run a courtesan business." You point at yourself confused.

"Yes. Lion, you. It doesn't have to be hookers on the street corner. It could be fancy. Like us." You tilt your head, how could you run such a business?

"I will help you, of course. We will scout out the talent, with the help of Jimin. Before you, he has known many women who have dipped their toes into such a profession." You bawl up a fit at her words, he was yours now but he wasn't always and even still, it makes your blood run hot. Your nails dig into the skin of your palm and Hyunah eyes this carefully.

"Of course, we won't put the women he has seen before to hire. I have drugs, I have guns and now I will have women. I told you this before, the body is beautiful. You would make good money, your own money. What do you say?" Hyunah pulls from her cigarette and you watch the white smoke curl upwards towards the ceiling.

"How would I go about such a thing?" She points at you impressed before sipping her whisky and taking her legs off of the desk to lean forward.

"You and I will be in charge. A 60-40 business. Sixty for you, fourty for me. A wedding present you could say. I will give you the guns, the 60 percent. All you have to do is run it." You click your teeth with uncertainty as you begin to feel more comfort in the amount of money.

"Why are you helping me?" You ask furrowing your eyebrows as you hear Yoongi light a cigarette from behind you.

"I have no daughters, a shame but true. I want a woman to carry on something worth while."

"Jung Mina?" Hyunah laughs putting her head back.

"She couldn't sell you a bag of weed without fainting. No, not Mina. She's sweet but she holds no power. Now you, you Y/N, you can run the world if you want." You hum to her as she hands you her cigarette.

"Do you smoke?" You have a few times, if you've drank quite a bit but you never had money to indulge in such habits.

"Not really."

"You will, when the stress gets bad enough." Yoongi snorts from behind you as he fixes his tie.

"So what do you say, lion? Will you join me on a money making adventure?" You stare at her narrowed eyes. You want to prove yourself, want to make a name for yourself. When Kim Shin is done and over with you would still be Jimin's and still have nothing of your own besides him. You could make money, good money. Send it to your sister, help her out in her times of trouble. You would be able to protect the women that you put in your business. It doesn't seem unreasonable.

"Sure. Let's go on an adventure." Hyunah smiles widely before spitting into her hand, her thumb demurely wiping at her lipsticked lips. You spit in your palm before stopping.

"One more thing." She raises an eyebrow as she holds her hand out to you.

"I want Kim Shin, he's mine to do with as I see fit." Hyunah hums clasping your hand. "I can't wait to hear this story, little lion. So be it, the Lee's have your back." Yoongi closes his eyes happily as he pulls from his cigarette.

"Yoongi, go wait for me in the office next door." Hyunah tells him and you look over at him as he stands up winking at her.

"Yes ma'am." He leaves both of you in the room as Hyunah pulls your hand harshly. Your breasts smacking into the desk as she leans in.

"You say you're his fiance, but you aren't." You pale in complexion as she whispers fiercely before looking around.

"My family. We see things. We hear things from the beyond. You have a red string of fate tied to both of you and you would do well to make sure it isn't frayed. Put his legacy in your belly. Then you keep him."

"What?!" You ask trying to pull away from her.

"It will happen whether you like it or not. There is no one else for you but Park. He will keep you as his and for you to keep him wrapped up completely, you will have his baby in your belly by the months end." She stands up before letting your hand go. You wipe your hand on your dress before scoffing.

"I get knocked up, that’s what you suggest?"

"Little lion, I'm not suggesting anything. I'm telling you your certain future." She doesn't look back at you as you drop the cigarette in the ash tray on the desk. You stand mouth agape at her words.

"I'll be stopping by sometime next week to finalize papers." You sigh before thinking of the house.

"Hyunah!" You call to her quickly, she turns her head as she grasps the doorknob.

"Do you know what maid the Jung's have gotten a hold of in our house?" She pauses for a second before shaking her head.

"No, but I'll find out for you. Remember, little lion, the future is in your hands." She opens the door and she's gone. You slam back down into your seat as you sip the whisky in your glass. Why would she tell you to get pregnant? What does that have to do with anything? Jeongguk enters eyeing you carefully.

"Are you okay? You were in here a while." You nod rubbing your forehead with your hand before sighing.

You step down to the ballroom floor before spotting Namjoon talking to a woman, a large dimpled grin present on his face as he rubs her sides.

"Joon." You call to him and without a second glance he leaves her to be at your side.

"I want everything on Lee Hyunah. Everything." He raises an eyebrow before nodding.

"You got it." You look over at the table, Jimin smiling as he talks to a woman in front of him. She leans in, pressing her breasts against his arm as she whispers in his ear. You hear his, what usually is contagious, laughter and you roll your head on your shoulders. You can hear how hard your heels clack into the floor as you approach. Jimin takes notice of you calmly as the girl continues to try and worm her way underneath his Italian suit. You clear your throat and she looks up nervously.

"Who're you?" You ask folding your arms, Jimin begins to smile crescent moons for eyes as he chuckles.

"I told you, my fiance wouldn't be happy." You raise your eyebrow at her.

"I asked you a question." Your voice is sharp and Jimin sits up straighter.

"You should answer her before she gets angry."

"B-Bang Gija." You hum before grabbing a champagne glass off a waiters tray as he whizzes past. She looks up at you with panic stricken eyes.

"Get going. Before I get angry." She scrambles to leave, standing up in a flurry before disappearing out onto the dance floor. Jimin opens up his arms for a hug and you smirk at his cuteness.

"I missed you, baby." You waltz around the table before giving him a sweet kiss. He groans into the kiss, his thumb caressing your cheek as he pulls you closer to him.

"What'd she want?" He whispers, pulling back and rubbing his thumb along your bottom lip.

"A business deal." He pulls back impressed.

"Without me?"

"You aren't the only Park that can make money." His hand stills on your cheek before beginning to smile like the Cheshire cat.

"What're you saying? You're marrying me?" He asks confused, the way he tilts his head has you wanting to mewl at his cuteness.

"Yes." You say simply making him pick you up and spin you in a circle.

"Fuck, you're always surprising me, Kitten!" He kisses you deeply, his tongue peaking out to caress your bottom lip as he wraps his arms around your waist. You have nothing else to go back to, you can make a new start and Jimin is this new start. He pulls away before sitting down and pulling you on to his lap.

"Let's get this night over with so we can go home and I'll show you how much I appreciate this news." He whispers in your ear making you giggle. That you couldn't wait for.

"Boss, incoming." You hear from Min as he walks past the table. You both look up as Kim Shin approaches, his blind blue eye sending chills down your spine as the both of you sit up straighter. Kim Shin smiles widely at you before bowing his head. "May I have this dance?"

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reinahwanggg · 5 years ago

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SuperDad 》 Kim Taehyung

♡pairing: taehyung x oc ♡

♡word count: 1,962 words ♡

♡warnings: it's honestly too cute, taehee is a sweetheart, this isn't a warning but just an adherence to everyone the OC is a person of color, i'll probably make a part two to go about all the details of how taehyung and taehee handled the 48 hours without alyssa, OH and taehee cried seeing his mom leave, just about it. mentions of taehyung not being around as much as he wants to. mentions of what seems to be separation anxiety. ♡

♡genre: established relationship, dad au, idol!tae, fluff, taehee is a cutie you just wanna keep, Inspiration from the return of superman ♡

♡summary: taehyung's back from tour and ready to spend the next two days, with his son, taehee. without his mother there, of course because it's show protocol. ♡

♡a/n: i got inspired by the many dad aus i see and read, like omg they are honestly so cute. also got inspired by reading a fic/ one-shot of jaehyun being on the return of superman with his wife and child and that was the C U T E S T. hope you guys enjoy, also, i added gifs as dividers because i did this on my phone and this is kinda long. credits to all the owners of each gif used ♡

the camera pans in on a sort of empty living room, a wolf gray sofa sat in front of the equivalently colored wall, a small black squared table is there beside it, and along it is a picture that is covered by a cute emoticon.

littered around the vast space are various cream colored tents, with camera lenses peaking out, various fingers and hands holding them. the camera then passes over to the television, sat on a small drawer, that has glass doors, littered with many DVDs and vinyls, and the seemingly 75" television is off, unsurprisingly.

it then shows the kitchen, monochromatic colors is the aesthetic it seems, as a modern black gas stove is there, with the gray smart refrigerator alongside the counter that separates the two appliances. there is a four slot toaster and a kettle on the aforementioned counter, and a little magnetic knife strips which held all the knives, tongs and spatulas that are often used. the cabinets are a brilliant pearl color, various cute stickers decorate it, some looking old and torn and others looked like they just came out the pack.

it then shows the lounge room and a bedroom respectively, before a dark room comes into view. the emcees had already asked if there was a new superman for the show, and wondered who the new family was. they adored the little height chart on the door casing, and the little furniture and things here and there. they even tried to figure out what the shelf of things were, since it was covered with another cute emoticon.

•~•

back in the room, a little head peaks up at the sound of the doorbell ringing, looking left and right, probably trying to figure out what century it was. then the phone rang and the little human grabs the cellular device in their hands, knuckle sliding it over, and it amazes the emcees.

in the cutest voice the little human could muster, they answer the phone.

"good morning, hello?" the little guy answers in english, and the emcees are practically digging all of this up.

the voice then answers, but the words is silenced. it then shows as the hair of the tiny human bounces, the phone is dropped, footfalls are quiet, yet swift, and the door to the room opens. the tiny human can be slightly seen, and they run out, before running back to close the door.

various camera angles appear, for how fast the little one is running past everything, and the human passes the living room area, taking a left, and then a right and stands in front of the door, then he moves to the little crate beside it and sits patiently. after a few seconds, it opens, and a tall man enters the apartment with a few suitcases and a duffle bag, another cute emoticon doing it's job as it hides the man's face.

the human is practically bouncing on the crate at this point, his round, yet sharp eyes creasing up, his tiny white teeth on display as his arms frail around. the man rests down his luggage, before pretending he can't see the smaller male, and looks around for said human being.

"dad!" the small boy shouts, and the emoticon is finally off of the male's face as he smiles, the signature boxy grin his fans has come to love is on display as he picks up the little rascal, and whisper shouts a little "taehee!" just as enthusiastically as the child had to his father.

the emcees are shocked, like genuinely, you could hear it in the way they go "waaaaaa. it's bts' v!" and it switches again, showing the superstar, alongside his glowing son, and a pregnant lady beside him.

the lady is a mixture of slim and thick, her thighs all packed and gracious as it presses on the seat and shows beneath the fabric of her dress. said dress is long, with a flowy skirt and a sort of baggy top, black as the base with various flowers, colored rose pink and sky blue, along the skirt, past the waist, and some on the top. the belly she sports is a big one, and she look like she was ready to pop in no time. her hair was dark brown and kinky, with golden brown tips as the curl pattern shows perfectly, resting on her back. her light brown eyes get lost behind her lids as she smiles, her nose is scrunched up, smile lines along the eyes and her lips is outstretched, the craters in her face deepens, the dimples popping out perfectly, and the little boy shows his own.

her caramel skin glows, just like her aura is, and the boy glows equally with his honey toned skin as well, as he sits on his father's lap, both of them rubbing her stomach.

"hello everyone, i'm Kim Taehyung, aka V from BTS and this is my family."

Q: How old is your kid?

"He's two and a half years old, but if we're gonna get technical, he's 30 months."

Q: How long have you two been married?

"Four years. We've been together for five, and got married a year into the relationship because i couldn't resist her in the slightest."

"Lol, likewise."

"I told you stop saying LoL out loud lyssa. it's outdated by now."

"iT's oUtDaTeD bY nOw. i do what i want tae."

the questions and the bantering went on for another minute and a half, taehee getting in on it to, and him and his mother verbally gangs on taehyung, causing him to pout.

"we were actually kind of hesitant to be on the show. for many reasons, obviously, but mainly because we weren't sure if we wanted taehee, taesung and taeri in the public eye as yet. or at all. i wanted to show them on my own time, wanted to wait until they were old enough to understand this world to decide whether or not they wanted to be known as our children. after a while, and with the help of my hyungs, jiminie and kookie, we decided to take part in it anyways. we hope you guys take care of us."

Q: Woah, you guys are having twins?

"Haha, yes. we found out during the gender reveal that the doctor forgot to tell us we were having two babies. good thing we planned to always buy double the clothes and necessities for whenever i get pregnant. i say that because this little beast is unpredictable."

•~•

the video then switches back to the house, with taehee and taehyung sitting on the couch, the television on, with them watching a show, taehee swaying from side to side with the music, taehyung singing along quietly, and they watch the show until lyssa exits from the room and pecks both of their foreheads, before going straight to the jù,kitchen.

she tells alexa to play an older song by her husband's group, and the intro plays as soon as the show finishes, taehee immediately running into the kitchen to help and sing along to the song. meanwhile, taehyung is in the living room, his phone in front of his face as he smiles softly, both him and the person he's seemingly on the call with is silent as they listen to the two on their seemingly daily routine.

"you want to help make the pancakes dylan?" lyssa asks in english to her son, and he peeps an excited 'yes mama' over the voice of hoseok and his rap for hold me tight.

she smiles at him, and they make the pancakes from scratch, him calling out the ingredients in english, and she helps him in pronounciation and correcting his mistakes with a chuckle and a smile. while the pancakes are frying, she kindly asks taehyung to go to the store at the end of the corner to get some hershey's cookie n creme chocolate bars and a jar of dill pickles for her cravings.

she makes sure they all eat, before getting ready and going to head out for the allocated forty eight hours set. taehee follows her like a little duckling as she slightly waddles through the living room, with a purse on her shoulder, and she shoves the car keys in the bag, before turning around and ruffling his hair.

"be a good boy for mama, okay? you get to spend two whole days with papa and your uncles! isn't that fun?" taehee does seem happy, but you can tell, deep behind his nod, he is secretly praying that alyssa doesn't go. that she stays with both of them for the two days, just like old times, but she had let him watch the show, and he knows that's not the case. when she turns to leave, taehee grabs the hem of her dress, and she turns around, meeting his sharp cognac eyes, and it looks like he was trying his best not to cry.

"oh, dee, c'mere," she starts, lifting him up in her arms as the tears finally fall. she knew her taehee as a strong boy, but there are times where he can't help, but cry. dad was always to the company or on tour for as long as taehee knew him, so he built a special relationship with his mom. he knew he promised her to be strong, and to be a big boy, for when she was going to leave, but he hopes, that two days doesn't turn into a long time, like dad sometimes does.

"now what did we discuss dee?"

"th-that i w-was gonna be a b-big boy. th-that i w-was gonna stay w-with dad un-until mama g-gets back."

"right, we did agree to that, but you look like you wanna come with me. do you want to come with me, or are you gonna make me proud and spend time with papa? he misses you, you know. every day, he calls, sometimes when you're asleep and he always tells me how he can't wait to come home and have you by his side. do you wanna let papa down? let mama down? let your uncles down? or are we gonna be a big boy and be on our best behavior to make mama, papa and uncles proud?"

"i'm gonna be a big boy. i'll stay with dad and we'll have so much f-fun mama, you'll want to come back."

"i'm sure of it dee. now, papa is in the room waiting for snuggles. you know how to work the phone, so call me whenever. okay?"

"okay mama. i love you lots!"

"i love you more than lots!"

"i love you more than your lots! have fun mama, but not too much fun or i'll be mad at you."

alyssa gasps, pouting a bit, before smiling once taehee plants a big fat kiss on her cheek and smush them together like she does to him. they smile at each other, before she rests him down, and she waves at him until she is nowhere to be seen, exiting the door and off to go about her day. taehee rushes inside the room, knocking on the door, before opening it in at the sound of 'come in' and smiles at his dad, running and climbing up the bed to lay beside his dad as he talks to uncle jin.

"oh, it's little tae! how's it going buddy?" jin asks, from the other side of the phone, and taehee smiles, the dimples making another appearance, before answering his uncle. taehyung looks at his son, eyes glimmering with pure love, as he thinks that he can finally spend time with his son.

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95liners3rdmember · 5 years ago

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Worth It

Chapter Two: Saying Thank You

Word Count: 9632

Chapter One: First Meeting

Tucking my phone into my back pocket, I have to do a double take of the group standing in front of me. I try to fight my facial expression but I can’t help but squint my eyes and the raising of my brow. The last thing I expected was an impromptu pajama party.

“Ummm...you all didn’t have to come.” My voice croaks out as I lead the way into the apartment. Even though I know the apartment is as clean as it ever will be before I unpack, I nervously scan for a mess. I can’t help the boxes that litter the building for now though.

“We figured eight is better than one, but we have to be quick or Jungkookie over here will be lost to video games.” Namjoon jokes as they make themselves at home, the bag Hoseok carried now is being emptied on the island. Soda and snacks. So I guess we really are having a party.

“Thank you, again.” Now I feel guilty because I know they are all tired. But they are willingly coming to help me, a still somewhat stranger.

“So where do you want to start?” Seokjin asks as he rolls up the sleeves of his RJ pajamas.

I haven’t even gotten that far, I guess the easiest for them to do is the living room. It’s mainly gaming consoles, movies and pictures. That way they can entertain themselves while I unpack my office.

“How about in here? All I have are games, movies and electronics. Could you do that while I went in my office? There’s a lot more to tackle in there.” My sisters would smack me for asking. I want to smack myself too but they seem more than happy to help.

“No problem!”

I walk down the small hallway to the box filled office and a heavy sigh leaves my lips. There’s so much to do here. My mind gets too lost in where and how to arrange everything that I didn’t notice Namjoon, Jimin and Yoongi walk in with me.

“Whoa. There’s more boxes in here than the rest of the apartment.” Jimin’s eyes widen as he tries to find a place to start.

“Reminds me of when we move offices.” Yoongi comments as he opens the box closest to him. Thankfully it’s only dvds from previous jobs or performances.

“Then we know how to handle it.” Namjoon confidently pats my shoulder as I tugged up the sleeves of the sweater. Time to get some work done…

My eyes start to hurt as I try to figure out why my speakers are working with my desktop. We’ve been at it for almost two hours, I’ve lost Namjoon to the gaming party in the living room. Jimin has gotten lost in the pile of Naruto manga that is proudly displayed on a bookcase. Thankfully Yoongi has stayed with me.

“Let me see, it may be a bad wire. It happened once in Genius Lab.” I wiggle from behind the desk and plop into the chair. My somewhat good mood has faded as the night goes on. This is really the last thing I need done before my office is fully unpacked.

“Fixed. You had them switched.” Yoongi smiles lightly as he adjusts the desk and it sits flush against the wall. Thank god, now I need to get them all something for helping me so much.

“Thank you Yoongi. Why don’t you go join the others? I’m just going to break all the boxes down and pick up the trash.”

He hesitates for a moment before nodding slowly, leaving a reading Jimin and a worn out me in the finished room. Honestly I couldn’t be happier. There’s just enough room where I can dance if I need to work out a move. Namjoon and I set up my camera so it can record if I get ideas, we mounted it above my desk so there aren’t any cords to trip over. I may be a dancer but I’m as clumsy as a person with two left feet.

“Are you okay Y/n?” Turning on my heels I meet Jimin’s gaze. He’s putting the book back in its spot as he moves closer to me. I shake me head yes but I see a small box sitting on the ground. My legs wobble slightly as I move over to it and try to open the tape with my bare hands. Thankfully Jimin is thanking clearer than I am and grabs the scissors.

“Thank you.” Slicing the tape, I see a few picture frames and my heart feels heavy. It’s a picture of me and my two sisters right before I left. They threw me surprise going away party with just us and a few family members. Tears start to prick at the corner of my eyes as I move to place it on my desk.

“Are these your sisters?” Jimin asks as he shuffles through the box, turning I see him holding a picture frame. A weird mix of smile and smirk grace his lips. What picture could he have?

Oh no.

Fire lights in my cheeks as I try to take the photo away from him. Crap. That’s the last thing I wanted him to see. My sister and I are standing in age order with our backs turned to the camera, but our faces turned so you can see who is who, a thumb pointing to the back of our shirts as we stand in front of a large arena. It’s from our first time going to see BTS all together. Each of us wearing a different jersey style shirt. Of course they would pack this one in with my others even after I told them not to.

“I guess Nikole thought it would be funny to pack this. It’s really embarrassing.”

“How? You all look excited.”

“It was the first time the- we got to see you perform. One of the best shows I’ve ever seen.” I had to catch myself before I gave it away that I had been to others.

“Here’s another one.” Jimin grabs the last frame out and I want to die.

It’s a picture of me, wide smile with my army bomb staring up at the stage in awe. The lights in the background almost made it look like something from a fairy tail at how I was glowing. It was during the performance of ‘Fire’ that she took this because I was so proud to see my hard work come to life.

Namjoon had sent us tickets for right by the stage that way we could somewhat see each other during sound check and the concert. I hadn’t kept up with the set list and when I say them running through ‘Fire’ I almost cried. So leave it to my youngest sister to take a picture of the actual concert performance. I swear I’m going to hide this picture in the deepest, darkest drawer I have here.

Jimin mumbles something under his breath, it’s so soft and quick that I can’t make out what’s said. But there’s a strange tension in the room now. I clear my throat and take the second picture from him.

“Ah I knew you had a favorite!” My whole body jumps and I almost drop the frames. Namjoon has been peering over my shoulder long enough to make out who’s is wearing each shirt.

“Jesus Namjoon, you scared the life out of me.” As an instinct the words come out in English. The filter in my brain stopped working from being scared. Jimin can’t help but look at me as if I had a second head when the words came out in an accent he hadn’t heard much before.

“I figured out Nikole and Nat’s that night but not yours. Seems you’ve been hiding something from me.” The grin on his face is full of playfulness and I can’t help but laugh.

“I’m just messing with you, come on Jimin, Y/n. Kookie and Jin are the last two players in the contest. Let’s see who’s going to win.” Glancing over at Jimin another giggle slips through my lips as I notice his cheeks are painted a light shade of pink. The boys lead the way out but I quickly drop off the frames on my bed before joining them.

All of the members have spread out across the couch and the floor. Empty boxes are stacked by the balcony door and everything seems to have found a home. They are quicker than I am, that’s for sure. Yoongi points over to the countertop and I see a pair of pajamas waiting for me.

“Jungkookies clothes would be too big for you, I had an extra pair anyways.”

“Thank you again. I’ll change after watching the last round though. I feel bad for leaving you all out here.” I scratch the back of my head and frown a little. Honestly I would’ve liked to spend more time out here but there was a lot to do.

“Don’t worry about it! Also, I unpacked the kitchen and you need to go shopping.” Hoseok calls from his spot on the couch. He did the kitchen?! I really owe them, maybe I can take them to dinner tomorrow.

“I should probably do that tomorrow after my luggage gets here.” Namjoon pats the couch and I happily oblige as my legs start to feel like a thousand pounds. I squeeze in between Namjoon and Taehyung.

“You can go with me. I’ll come by and get you in the morning.” Hoseok is willing to volunteer himself for something I can handle on my own makes my heart jump. They really are the most welcoming and accepting group of people I’ve ever met. And I’ve met a lot of people in the entertainment industry.

“I’d like that a lot.” Smiling, I lean back into the couch and shimmy out my phone. There’s not much going on except a few notifications from my email. I’m too tired to check them now but I will in the morning. Taehyung reaches over as my guard is down and goes to my secure app that I was told to download. BigHit is all about security, so they told me that they only message within secure and private app accounts. Smart by all means but it’s going to take some getting used to.

A few minutes pass by as I watch him through heavy eyes and finally see that there are seven new contacts and a new group chat. Quietly I thank him but it’s drowned out by the cheering and hollering around us. Once again Jungkook proves he’s superior at most things. I fight against my body screaming for sleep as I clap along.

Namjoon gently nudges me and I look at him with a weak smile. He knows, well they all know too well what exhaustion can do to a person's body.

“Alright everyone, time to go. Some of us have work to do tomorrow.” Being the ever vigilant leader, he manages to wrangle the members. A few protests come from the younger three and I told them we could all get together another time.

I wave goodbye and tell them how thankful I am for them helping me as they single file out of the apartment. Shutting the door, I lock it slowly and trudge back to the bedroom turning off the lights as I go. My hands grab at the clothes on the counter and I stumble into my room.

A few ideas pop into my mind at how to decorate but that can wait, for now I need to sleep. Gently I peel off Namjoon’s sweater and fold it nicely. I’ll make sure to have it cleaned for him before giving it back.

Like a zombie I change into the comfy clothing and cleanup before bed. My head feels so much better as the buns come tumbling down. I can’t even look at the mirror knowing that I look as bad as I feel.

Crawling into the bed, my mind can’t seem to turn off as my body aches for sleep. I guess I’m missing home just a little. On instinct I reach for my phone that’s plugged up and rest it where I can lay in bed and video chat. Clicking on Nat’s name I patiently wait.

“Why are you still awake?” I look around in the background and I can tell she’s back at home already. Her exam must be finished already.

“I can’t sleep.” My voice feels foreign to my ears. I wonder if this is how Namjoon feels.

“Then tell me about your day. I haven’t really gotten to talk to you since you left.” It’s no secret that Nat hates being separated from Nikole and I. That’s why it was difficult for her to accept that I was leaving. There were tons of late nights spent packing and just talking.

“There’s not much to tell. Dinner was interesting though.” My eyes start to close, they feel like a thousand pounds.

“I would hope so. I mean after all you got to hangout with seven of the coolest people ever.” I huff out a laugh at my sister’s comment. Nuzzling my head into the pillows as I struggle to pull the covers up, Nat lets out a small huff.

“Get some sleep sis.”

Buzz ...Buzz...Buzz….

My eyes screw close tighter as I blindly reach for my phone on the nightstand. Groaning out in frustration I finally grab the cold device and shiver slightly as I lift it to my ear, the cord snagging as I struggle with it.

“Hello…” My voice cracks towards the end as I roll over to see sunlight pouring in from the window beside me. What time is it?

“Good morning y/n! It’s Hoseok, I thought you wanted help going shopping this morning?” There’s a slight teasing tone in his voice, pulling my phone away I check the time. 1:30 p.m. Crap!

There’s a knock on my door and I instantly take off sprinting. I must look crazy because as I fling the door open Hoseok jumps back with a look of pure shock. His phone slowly drops from his ear and he quickly ends the call. In front of him sit my three suitcases that went missing yesterday. Thank god they are here.

“I’m so sorry. I overslept, please tell me you weren’t waiting too long.” I bow slightly but I snap back up when a breeze hits my skin. How could I forget that I’m not wearing my own clothes?! Idiot.

“When Namjoon couldn’t get ahold of you I went ahead and did a few other errands.” My eyes dart back to the phone in my hands and notice the dozens of missed calls and texts. One being an email from BigHit…..fantastic.

“I guess you aren’t too used to jet lag like the rest of us. Why don’t you get dressed and I’ll take you to get some coffee.” Hoseok smiles widely and I feel a new bubble of energy burst in my body. Grabbing two of the suitcases, I roll them into the apartment before grabbing the third one.

“Give me like...5 minutes. I’ll try to be quick.” Bowing apologetically, I snatch my pink suitcase and take off for my bedroom. My feet barely miss the empty boxes that litter the living room from last night. I’ll have to figure out where to take these later this afternoon.

Slamming my door shut louder than I intended I make myself jump. Skimming through my notifications I get the gist of what all I missed; my sisters being nosey and overprotective, Namjoon trying to wake the sleeping beast, a few texts from Hoseok trying to figure out if I’m awake and lastly an email reminding me of the meeting at 8am on Monday which has a dress code of business casual. So I’ll have to take a bag of my dance clothes to change into. I might as well leave some in my office if this is a regular thing.

Tossing my phone to the side, I unzip the large suitcase and pull out my favorite Saturday outfit. Stripping out of Yoongi’s shorts I jump around as I tug up the black ripped skinny jeans, almost tripping over my carry on. Lord today might be my last day on earth with how clumsy I’ve been today. Cheering quietly in victory I gently take off Jungkook’s huge shirt and dress myself in my version of the white T-shirt, top it all off with a black and red flannel, finishing it off with white converse. Perfect. Now time to take the mane.

“Hey y/n are these videos the ones you made before moving?” Hoseok yells out from the office as I shove my toothbrush into my mouth. Closing my lips around the brush, I throw my hair up into a messy bun and emerge from my room.

“Yes….I can...show you...later.” I manage to say through foamed toothpaste without looking like a crazy person. It must be an entertaining look because Hoseok tried hard to hide his laughter. Running back, I spit out the foam and grab the face mask Jimin gave me last night just in case.

Grabbing everything I need, phone-check, purse-check, mask-check, keys...in the purse.

“Ready?” Tilting my head to the side, a child like smile spreads on my face. I’ve never been this excited to go grocery shopping before. Must be the sunshine effect of the famous J-Hope. It feels weird to call him by his stage name so I’ll just wait until he tells me to.

“Let’s get going! But first coffee. There’s a little shop down the road and they know to be discreet.”

Discretion. Something I’ve never really been used to but now it’s a huge factor in my job. Being around one of the fastest growing bands in the world comes with more media attention. Their stylist and trainers don’t really get much exposure but I saw their old choreographer a lot more in photos and videos. The fans didn’t say much because it was another guy. I can just imagine what the fans will think with a woman around all the time.

I knew the risks, I’m very well aware that one wrong step could lead to me being back home. Is this even acceptable? Going shopping with one of the members and their manager doesn’t sound like a situation that’s allowed. But if it was a big deal Namjoon would’ve stopped me.

There’s a black van pulled up to the front and a large man standing outside of vehicle. Security. Better safe than sorry.

“Sorry. Normally our managers drive us around.”

“It’s fine. I know your safety is more important. If it’s too much of a hassle I can always go on my own.”

“No way! You’re not going to get rid of me that easily. After yesterday I can’t wait to see what you’ve come up with.”

A sincere sunshine smile radiates from Hoseok as he slides the van door open for us. Fumbling with my mask I hop into my seat. The door slams loudly and my nerves start to go haywire. It’s justifiable though considering I’ve never been alone with any other member beside Namjoon for more than a few minutes. This adventure could hours…

Snatching my phone out of my purse I send a quick text to Namjoon letting him know that I’m internally freaking out.

Y/N:‘Why did I agree to this? I feel like Hoseok will get bored of me.’

RM: ‘Just be yourself. See you later, working on something.’

“Is it nice having a Saturday off Hoseok? I remember Namjoon telling me once that getting a full weekend off feels like a vacation.” It’s no secret that each member works themselves to the bone. Namjoon has told me countless times that Yoongi would stay for days on end in the studio.

“It’s strange but I’m glad. There was a lot of things I needed to get done today and this is the last errand.” His fingers are typing quickly on the screen. Looking away so I don’t invade his privacy, my eyes take in the scenery. Small shops and large crowds fill the streets.

“I’m so sorry for making you wait. I feel bad. You all were more than willing to help me last night.” Looking down at the phone, I lock it and slide it into my purse. I still need to figure out how to repay them for their help. Last night I thought I could make dinner but it may just be easier if I take everyone out.

The car comes to a stop in front of a small coffee shop. Shuffling through my purse, I bring up the white mask and cautiously wrap around my ears. Last night was almost a disaster when I felt the straps tug at my earrings. Pulling the door, Hoseok jumps out and holds the door open long enough for me to exit as well. The manager leads the way as we enter the small shop.

It’s adorable. Small tables line the walls and there’s a large bookcase beside the register. Maybe on my next day off I can come in and read a book. Smiling I stand behind Hoseok and stare at the menu. Bouncing on the balls of my feet as I order an iced coffee, my eyes wander around the shop. I can’t help but notice a few curious customers staring at the two of us. For some reason my heart starts to hammer in my chest. The last thing I want is to get Hoseok in trouble.

“Don’t worry too much. I come here a lot, with and without security.” His words calm my heart a little, but I still want to leave. I guess it’s the gitters of being so close to a member of BTS. Or maybe because I haven’t even gotten to work a real first day yet.

Hoseok pats my shoulder lightly as our names are called. Taking my cup with a quiet ‘thank you’ I follow the man in front of me back into the safety of the van. Tugging the mask down to take a sip I feel a sigh of relief escape my body.

“I didn’t realize last night that you have so many piercings. They look really cool.” Raising a hand up I trace the line of piercings. The studs feel rough under my finger as I twist the one on the bottom.

“It’s something my sisters and I did growing up. It was almost a competition, if one of us would get another the other two would. Nikole has more though, I stopped with the three on top and bottom.” The last time I got a piercing was after the BTS concert. Adrenaline was pumping through me and it was all I could think of.

“Jungkookie will be jealous that you have more than him.” His giggle makes my body vibrate with energy. Being around Hoseok is like being around a ball of pure, fun energy. It makes me want to run a mile, clean my entire house and dance for hours. None of which I’ll get done today but it’s a nice thought.

Pulling into a large parking lot, there’s a lot more people than I thought would be. That’s what I get for sleeping in so late. Definitely not going to bed at a decent time tonight.

“Ms. y/l/n, Hoseok you will have to be quick. Traffic is starting to pick up and it will just be safer.” Nodding slowly, all four of us exit the van and make our way to the store. Hoseok bumps my shoulder as we both grab a cart. Laughing lightly, I bump against him as I walk beside him.

As we walk through the store, both of our carts start to fill up. His more than mine though since he’s getting enough for seven compared to my one. The more that we’re inside, the more my face starts to feel warmer and warmer from the mask. I should’ve worn one back home to adjust.

“What else do you need Hoseok?” Clearing my throat, I tug at the mask to let a small breeze of cool air in. I don’t want to seem like I’m rushing him because he was nice enough to wait for me.

“Um...I think I need to get some milk and then I’m done. Are you feeling okay? I noticed you messing with the mask.”

“I’m fine. Just getting a little toasty, don’t worry about it.” Adding some cheer into my voice, I pick up the pace beside him. A few people look at us as we pass them, a few younger girls have their phones out giggling in groups. I really hope no one notices Hoseok right now.

“Um, do you think everyone would like to go to dinner tonight? My treat.” Those words make him stop in his tracks. A goofy laugh erupts from his chest as he almost doubles over.

“After last night I think everyone would like that, but are you sure about paying? Jungkook and Jin could out eat anyone you’ve met.”

“I’m completely sure. I need to make sure you all eat well before I put you to work on Monday.” Winking at him, we make our way to the checkout counter and start to pay for everything. The process of checking out is so much quicker than our almost hour long shopping trip. I can’t believe we’ve been here that long.

Patiently waiting for Hoseok, I hold tightly to the handles I look around at the rest of the store. There’s definitely more people, I can’t help but swallow nervously. The voice in the back of my mind telling me it was a bad idea.

“All done! Let’s get back.” His singsong voice calms me as all four of us make our way back to the van. Being careful to divide our things into two different piles, we jump right back in and sink into the plush seats. Hoseok quickly pulls out his phone and types at the speed of lightning. Pulling my mask down, I take in a deep breath.

“Everyone but Namjoon and Yoongi will help us carry all of this stuff up.” A strange wave of guilt hits me.

“Hoseok don’t worry about me. I can carry all of mine up.”

“Call me J-Hope, everyone does. And don't worry about it. It’s no big deal.”

Of course I could only get away with being so formal for so long. And there’s no point in arguing with him either.

“Good. And the quicker we get these groceries put away the faster I can watch the videos.” Even through the mask I see a smirk.

I can’t help but smirk too. Of course there’s a hidden meaning behind the kind actions. Two can sort of play that game too.

“Very true. But don’t tell the others. Take it as a thank you for going shopping with me.” I elbow him gently as I winked at him. Earning me a genuine Hoseok laugh.

The drive back is quicker and before I know it the four other members are waiting somewhat calmly down at the front door. It’s strange to see them so ...domestic.

Hoseok jumps out of the van as soon as it’s parked, which gets him a slight scolding from his manager. I can’t help but giggle. Not even worrying about the mask, I follow suit and jump out. All of the boys are dressed in joggers and long sleeve shirts. Their hair disarray from laying around and enjoying their day off. Taehyung greets me with a large boxy smile and an enthusiastic wave.

“Hobi hyung I think you got too much.” Jimin slightly complains as he grabs the bags Hoseok passes. Wiggling my way through I manage to grab all of my bags but some get taken from my hands. I teeter for a second at the sudden weight shift as I stare at a grinning Taehyung.

“Oh, thank you Taehyung.”

“No problem!”

He leads the way with a bounce in his step and I can’t help to put a little more pep in my step. As we enter the building I can’t help but feel like someone is staring at me. Glancing over my shoulder I catch the quick turn of Jimin’s head as he busies himself by grabbing bags. Maybe I’m just being paranoid.

The ride up to the apartment is quiet but in a relaxing way. I don’t feel pressured to start or continue a conversation or ask questions. It’s nice.

As the elevator dings, I step out and Taehyung is right behind me. Unlocking my door, I move flat against the door so he can enter before me.

“Do you need help getting rid of those boxes y/n?” His head nods towards the large pile of broken down boxes and a bag full of paper. That’s something else I need to take care of today before Hoseok comes over. But then again there’s no point in rushing myself to completely move in after only being here a full day.

“I was going to take care of them later Taehyung, thank you though.” His smile never fades as he bounces to the door again after dropping the bags on the kitchen counter. With a quick wave, the door shuts loudly and I’m left in a silent apartment. A sigh wrecks through my body as I trudge into the kitchen. Setting down the bags, I fish out my phone and open up the group chat Taehyung created.

Y/N:‘To say thank you for everything, why don’t we all go out to dinner tonight? My treat :)’

Leaving my phone sit unlocked, I start to figure out how I want to arrange everything. Humming along to a random tune, my phone vibrates nonstop for a solid minute before I finally get to check it.

Kookie:’Be ready at 6 noona! I’ll come get you!’

J-Hope:’I told you this might be a bad idea, Jin hyung and Kookie are already getting a reservation.’

Jin:’Eating is never a bad idea, see you at 6 y/n!’

RM:’I go to work in the studio for a few hours...see you soon everyone.’

A few more texts come in from Taehyung and Yoongi but Jimin stays silent. Letting out a huff, I throw all the bags into the trash can and before I can shuffle off into my room a loud knock echoes from the front door. Hoseok.

“Come in!” I yell from the living room and he’s practically jumping as he takes a seat on the couch. Giggling I load the dvd into the player and take a seat beside him.

“I’m going to have to tweak it a little once I see everyone grouped together. But it’s basically the finished product.”

“Lets see it. I haven’t been this excited to have practice in a long time.”

My heart flutters at his words as I press play. A wave of nervousness washes over me as I try to gauge his reaction. For the first time he’s completely expressionless around me. Biting the inside of my cheek I curl up into a ball and pick at my nails. He probably hates it. Or he probably wishes that I didn’t replace their previous coach. As the song comes to an end, the screen fades to black. I can’t bring myself to look at him as the next song plays.

An excruciating twenty minutes later, the DVD stops playing and silence hangs around us. I almost want to run into a studio and start over on everything without even hearing his opinions.

“That ...are you sure we can’t start today?!”

Huh….

Glancing over at him, my stomach settles and I can’t help but burst out laughing. Here I was thinking that he hated it. Hoseok’s brows furrow together as I laugh even harder at his reaction.

“Sorry...ha..I thought you hated it. I was ready to run to the company and remake everything.”

“Ah, sorry…But honestly this is pretty incredible. It’s intricate and eye catching. We’ve got our work cut out for us this time for sure.” Hoseok searches for his phone and lets out a deep sigh. His expression went from carefree to annoyed in the blink of an eye, I wonder what’s going on.

“I have to go, but I’ll see you for dinner.” He’s off the couch instantly as he forces a smile saying goodbye.

I can’t wrap my mind around what just happened as I stare at the closed door. Maybe something came up with the members? It’s none of my business though, whatever happens in their personal life is completely private and I shouldn’t pry into it.

Tossing the remote onto the coffee table, I fall back into the couch and stare up at the white ceiling. For the first time in days, I’m not exhausted. Every fiber of my being is surging with energy to do something, anything really. The only thing really left to do is unpack my bedroom. Perfect.

Tapping my phone screen to double check the time, I have enough time to unload all of my suitcases and play around with my room. Connecting my phone to the speaker in my room music starts to fill the silent apartment and a large smile spreads on my lips. My eyes land on the pictures that I hid away in my room last night. Instantly I grab them and place them on top of the dresser so they wouldn’t get broken.

I can’t believe that Jimin found those last night, actually I can’t believe my sister packed those without me even knowing. Actually I can. My sister would do anything to embarssess me in front of each and every member. They’ve managed to do so in front of Namjoon so many times that I’ve just gotten used to it. But the worst case scenario for me is Park Jimin. I’ve always admired his style of dance and how he can move so seamlessly with any genre of music.

The music in my room stops playing and ‘Just One Day’ starts blaring through the speakers. My cheeks flush red as I search for my phone that’s mixed in with the massive pile of clothes littering my bed. I finally find it and roll my eyes at the caller id.

“Yes Namjoon…” There’s a slight annoyance in my voice but it disappears when I hear a few different chuckles in the background.

“I just wanted to call and let you know to dress up.” Dress up? Where in the world are we going?

“Um...why?” I hear a few more giggles in the background before Namjoon hushed everyone.

“Seems that everyone is going a little over the top tonight outfit wise. Taehyung came out completely overdressed and now everyone else is trying to outdo each other.”

“You did warn me that they could be a little over the top.” Sighing I look at the piles of clothes, at least this time I have plenty of options. But I’m definitely calling Nat for some input, after all having a fashion designer in the family comes in handy.

“It’s a surprise. I just wanted to give you enough heads up.”

“Thanks. I guess I better finish up what I’m doing so I can look presentable for everyone.” I can’t help but chuckle as I end the call and frantically call my sister. Hopefully she’s still awake.

Who am I kidding, that girl runs off of two hours of sleep and coffee.

Clicking on the facetime icon, I run and start the shower so I can just jump in once Nat ends the call. Just as I suspect, her face pops on the screen. Her hair is thrown up into a messy bun and she’s sitting at her desk. She’s probably working overtime on her midterm project like always.

“Nat I need help!” The desperation is clear in my voice as I flip the camera over to look at the mess of clothes. An annoyed sigh comes through the speaker as she rolls her eyes.

“Hello to you too dear sister. Last time I checked you moved halfway around the world....how could I possibly help you?”

“I need your expert advice. Help me pick out a nice outfit for dinner tonight, pretty please!” Flipping the camera back around I pout at the screen which earns me a gut filled laugh from Nat. Honestly if it wasn’t for her I would be constantly dressed in leggings and tank tops.

“Fine. But what do I get out of it?” I know she’s teasing me but I feel bad for interrupting her work. I’ll have to think about something just so she knows that I appreciate everything.

“I’ll think of something like always. But please Nat, I don’t have long to figure out some sort of outfit and get myself presentable.”

“You’re acting like this is some huge dinner. Is it a work event?”

“Uh, you could say that I guess. I’m going with people I work with.” It’s not a lie but it’s not the truth either. The last thing I want is another lecture from my little sister about boundaries and keeping work separate outside of the office.

“Good to know that you still try to keep secrets from me, but I won’t ask. Since I know all of the clothes you own, how about the black turtle neck with the red skirt. Wear the thigh high black heels.”

My eyes dart around the pile as I grab the items she lists off and I can’t help but smile. Nat is going to make a great stylist for sure once she’s out of college. Whoever she works for will be really lucky.

“Anything else dear sister?”

“Don’t go over the top with anything else, keep it simple. Curl your hair though.”

“Thank you, how’s the project coming? I know that you only have about a month or so left.”

“I’ve been struggling with finding the right accent piece. But it’s not going to stop me from passing. Anyways it was great talking but I really need to finish this, it’s due on Monday.”

“You’ll do amazing considering you can style me from halfway around the world. Love you!”

She blows a kiss at the camera as the screen goes black. I release a sigh of relief, I’m beyond glad that she didn’t try to pry too much into things. Hanging the items up on a hanger, I hurry and put away the rest of my clothes and suitcases. It’s a rushed job but it will do for now. Later on I can always rearrange and make it look nicer. But for now I have to hurry and get ready.

A few hours later and a few energy drinks later I’m completely dressed and ready to go. Taking all of Nat’s advice, I bend down and zip up the heels. My hair falls in my face and I huff out an annoyed breath to blow it away. Normally I love to keep my hair up and out of the way since it’s so long but tonight isn’t a night where I can do that. But maybe I can pin it back. Shuffling to the bathroom, stupid heels, I twist a small section on each side and pin it back so my face is hair free. All of my piercings are visible as well and I can’t help but smile. Maybe the next time I get together with my sisters I’ll add on another one.

Switching off the bathroom light, I move back into my room and dig out my small black boy bag and throw my phone and keys inside. Hopefully we are driving because I highly doubt I’ll be able to walk all the way to and from the restaurant like last time. Turning towards my closet I catch my reflection in the full length mirror and instantly my stomach tightens.

All my life I’ve been self conscious about my body and looks. By no means am I overweight but I’ve always felt the pressure of fitting into the social standard of “thin and beautiful”. Since I’ve danced my entire life my legs are more toned and have more muscle than other women my size. Whenever I wear skirts or dresses I always feel a little people are silently judging me for wearing something so revealing and not having that picture perfect thigh gap.

Pulling at the hem of the skirt I stand straight up and suck in a deep breath. I really hope they don’t think I look too bad. And I really hope they don’t think this outfit is a normal occurrence either. This will be one of the only times I wear something like this in front of them.

A loud knock at the door snaps me out of my inner thoughts and I take in another deep breath.

“Let’s do this.”

Switching off the lights as I go, I open the door to a smiling Jungkook. He’s jumping on the balls of his feet as I step into the hallway and lock my door. Looks like Namjoon was being serious about dressing up, Jungkook’s wearing dress pants with a navy blue dress shirt. He looks like he’s about to go to an interview, not dinner with his brothers and his choreographer.

“You look nice noona. Ready for dinner?” A bunny smile graces his lips, it’s the most pure smile I’ve ever seen. Nodding yes and whispering out a small thank you we ride the elevator down to the lobby where the other six men are waiting for us.

And if I didn’t have as much respect as I do for them I might have just fangirl. Each of them is dressed like Jungkook but with a different colored shirt. Namjoon was being dead serious about it being almost a competition. My cheeks heat up as everyone turns to look at us and I meet eyes with Jimin. Crap. After him finding my picture yesterday I feel weird around him. What if he thinks I’m just some crazy fan that’s trying to get close to everyone.

“Do you mind driving one of the cars y/n? Jin is going to drive too that way we don’t have to walk everywhere.” Namjoon walks over to greet me with a dimpled smile.

“Absolutely, who’s riding with us?” His smile fades as he adjusts the glasses on his face.

“Actually I don’t know where the restaurant is. JK and Jin have been there a few times. The maknae line actually all called dibs on riding with you.”

There’s a bunch of snickers and giggles around us. I guess there’s no getting out of this one. I mean what could possibly go wrong with the four of us in a car? I mean we’re all about the same age anyways.

“Sounds like a plan.” Walking towards the door, I walk past most of them except for Namjoon who’s keeping pace right beside me. The others are hot on our heels but that doesn’t stop Namjoon from picking on me.

“I’m guessing you called Natalie since you hung up on me earlier.” He elbows me gently, which normally wouldn’t cause me to stumble but since I’m in these awful heels I teater just a tad. Someone grabs my waist to help me rebalance but it’s gone as soon as it was there, snapping my head to the side I catch a glimpse of Jimin walking past. Maybe I just imagined it, I mean it was super quick.

“I call passenger!” Jungkook screams and goes running for my car. Taehyung is right behind him as they race for the spot. Looking over at Namjoon he mouths out ‘good luck’ as he gets into Jin’s car. Great….

Jungkook whips out his phone and instantly starts to play music over the bluetooth. In the backseat Taehyung and Jimin sing along and dance. We haven’t even left the parking lot yet. Buckling up, Jungkook just tells me to follow behind Jin. There’s no questions asked but instead we have our own karaoke montage. Anything from their early music to new music by American artists. Thankfully we make it to the restaurant in no time.

As soon as we make it into the private room, I take the seat beside Namjoon and tap his shoulder firmly. That was a long car ride and we only went ten minutes down the road. It’s like he can read my mind as he pours me a small glass of soju. Smoothing my skirt down, I sit down and accept his offer of apology. Sipping the glass slowly the seat next to me gets taken by Jungkook quickly as Taehyung and Jimin snag the seats across from me. I can’t lie that the ride was fun but it was chaotic. I never realized how much energy they all have, not just Jungkook.

“Did all of the maknae have fun?” Yoongi chuckles as he looks through the menu. Shrugging my shoulders I continue to sip my glass and read through the menu.

“We might steal noona on the way back though. She hasn’t gotten to explore much since she just got here.” My eyes widen as I choke on my drink slightly. This was definitely not something I planned on doing. Jungkook turns to me with a twinkle in his eyes but this time I have to say no. There’s too many risks.

“I’m sorry Jungkook, maybe another time. I don’t think it’s such a good idea for all of us to go out. We could get spotted, I could get in trouble with BigHit. Maybe another time okay?”

The pout that forms on his lips makes me want to instantly take back everything I said but I can’t. Maybe after I get on good terms with everyone at the company then I can possibly take him up on the offer of exploring.

“Listen to her Jungkookie. The last thing we want is for y/n to not even start her first day and get in trouble.” Yoongi comments to relieve me from the instant guilt I feel from telling him no. Listening to his hyung he nods and starts to talk with Hoseok. Smiling, I look back down at the menu and breath deeply. Looking through my lashes I notice Jimin and Taehyung looking at me discreetly. Or at least trying to. What if Jimin told him about the picture? Mentally I smack myself because I know that I’m being a little paranoid. If there was a problem Namjoon would’ve said something already.

After placing our orders, the room is filled with laughter and numerous stories. I try to chime in here and there but I’m too interested in listening. So I sit quietly in my chair as Namjoon and I work on a bottle of wine that he’s ordered. Everyone seems to be having fun so the atmosphere is light and bubbly. I lean over and turn my head away from everyone to whisper to Namjoon.

“This is probably the wine talking, but what you all have is special.” A gentle smile rest on both of our faces as I turn to take in the rest of the members. They are all smiling and seem to be carefree despite their hectic and unpredictable lives. An occupational hazard of being an idol.

“It’s been a struggle, you know that. I feel like we’re finally at a place where our music helps others.” The sincerity in his voice makes me nod in agreement as goosebumps form under my sleeves.

“It does, more than you all know.” Smiling brightly at him, I look across and notice that the maknaes have been watching the small conversation between us. Taehyung seems to be watching closer than the other two but he turns away quickly when Hoseo calls for him.

Letting out the breath I had been holding in, the food comes out in platters on the table. Everyone starts to fill their plates as the conversations still seem to pour out. I nibble on my food, too much wine in my system, as I listen to them recall day from their debut times. My heart clenches as I want to comment on their first performance in the states but Namjoon and I both made an agreement. One that I plan on keeping.

“You’re quiet y/n, is everything okay?”

“Huh, oh yeah everything’s fine Jimin. I’m just taking everything in.”

“Did I tell you guys that y/n went to a concert of ours back in the states?” Jimin smiles as he looks at me straight on. His tone isn’t mean in any way, more like playful teasing but I can’t help the blush forming on my face.

“Ah, my sisters and I went to one. It was amazing! Probably one of the best nights of our lives.” Nervously I reach for my chopsticks and start poking at the food on my plate. I feel my phone buzz in my bag but I ignore it as I try to divert attention away from me.

“It looked like it. What was your favorite song on the setlist?”

“Fire, for sure. It was…” I stop midway through to try and process how I felt seeing my choreo performed. My heart was racing as I sang along with every word and tried not to dance along as well. There was a surge of energy and pure adrenaline that kept me up for hours after the concert.

“Something else. I guess seeing all the hard work that was put into the song and choreo...there’s no other feeling greater than that.” Tilting my head to the side a large smile forms as I look back up at everyone. The sincerity in my answer seems to resonate with the members as they all nod in agreement. We continue eating our dinner in a peaceful silence. Relaxing into my chair I suck in a breath of relief.

Once dinner is over and the drinks have ran dry, a few of the members excuse themselves to go to the restroom or are trying to get ready to leave. For the first time I’m left alone with Jin and it’s fun. Everyone else makes fun of him for his dad jokes but yet I love them. Laughing up a storm, I look around for anyone else but it seems they’re all waiting.

“I guess I need to get the bill. Everyone seems to be waiting outside.”

“They have to wait for us either way since we are the two that drove. But about the bill…Yoongi may or may not have already paid while we were sitting here.” Jin gently shrugs his shoulders as I facepalm myself. This was supposed to be my way of thanking everyone for helping. He stands from the table and motions with his head to follow him.

Groaning I stand up and grab my bag tightly. Standing next to Jin is slightly intimidating even with these heels on. He opens the front door for me and I bow in thanks as we meet with group. Yoongi scratches at the back of his head as I shoot him a slight annoyed glare. But my eyes soften as I get closer to him.

“Thank you Yoongi. This was supposed to be my treat though.” I say quietly as I stand in front of him, still not quiet eye level.

“Just go easy on us.” He finishes with a wink and goes towards Jin’s car. It seems like this is our que to head back to the dorms. Halfway skipping and partially stumbling because of these stupid heels, I open the driver door and plop down.

As soon as the car starts, all four of us sing along to some random song playing on the radio. Of course the other three sound amazing compared to me but it makes the drive go by quicker. That and the fact that it’s late and not many people are out. My eyes bulge out slightly at the time displayed on the dashboard...it’s almost 10:30. I can’t believe we were at dinner for almost four hours, that’s insane. But I guess it makes sense considering there were eight of us.

“Are we going to be starting everything on Monday?” Taehyung yells over the music causing me to turn it down and interrupt Jimin and Jungkook’s mini concert.

“Yes. But first I have a meeting with all the department heads. After that I’ll do a run through with each of you individually. Hoseok will show you the video while I’m gone.”

They all seem to absorb everything I’m saying as I pull into a parking spot. Jungkook and Taehyung jump out of the car as I let out a deep sigh before turning off the car. Jimin moves just as slowly as I do. I can’t tell whether he’s tired or is bored, but I’m not going to interrogate him. Opening my door, I lock the car as I watch the swarm of men walk through the doors. Instead of following them, I walk over to a bench that’s nestled between two trees on the edge of the building.

Sitting down slowly, I crane my neck back so I can look up at the night sky. Back at home if you stayed out late enough you could see a sky full of stars but there are too many lights for that here. Stargazing has been a nightly occurrence for the past few months. These past few months I’ve been working around the clock and running on coffee. It’s nice to see that all of that hard work finally got me here but the exhaustion is definitely catching up to me.

“You’ll catch a cold if you stay out here too long without a jacket.”

Snapping my head over my hair spills over my face and I let out a huff of annoyance. Reaching into my bag, I pull out my backup hairtie and pull it into a high ponytail. Jimin takes the empty seat next to me and looks up at the sky as well. Silently I’m thankful that he doesn’t want to lecture me any further or have a conversation. Returning my gaze upwards I hear Jimin take in a deep breath.

There’s a tension in the air. It feels like both of us want to say something but we are too afraid too. Turning my head slowly I look at the man beside me and I instantly snap my head back. My cheeks feel hot and my stomach does a flip. All of this feels like a dream, one that I’m going to wake up from at any moment. But yet here I am.

“Let’s head inside. Last thing I want is for the famous Park Jimin to catch a cold before I get a chance to work with him.”

Standing up simultaneously I turn my head to the side and show him a small smile. He musters a nod as he walks beside me quietly. Warmth hits us as we enter the building and I don’t realize how cold I was until my hands start shaking. Jimin hits all the buttons for us as we ride in complete silence as we reach his floor.

“Good night Jimin.”

“Good night y/n.”

The doors close as he’s still looking at me and I let out a breath I had been holding. Monday is going to be a challenge. Could he be questioning my credibility? Or my skill all together. I know that I danced with them for a song and then let them watch the choreo I made. But I know better than anyone that people can look talented by those but turn out to be a complete fraud. Practicing the same thing over and over again will make you a pro at that one thing.

The beeping of the elevator pulls me from my head as I march to my front door. Excitement rushes through my veins at the thought of taking off my shoes and changing into something more...well me. The apartment is quiet as I make my way back to my bedroom and change into my pajamas.

Before I know it, I’m huddled up in my blankets reading through the twenty emails I missed from BigHit while I was out today. I’ll give them credit, as a company they stay in constant contact and make sure everyone is on the same page with each and every department. And everyone knows the schedule of the others.

‘BigHit Monday Schedule:

8:00-9:30 Meeting in main conference room

9:45-12:45 BTS training with y/n in dance room 1

12:45-1:45 Lunch

2:00-3:15 BTS fitting with stylist

3:30-5:00 Individual schedules

5:15-6:30 Studio time

Any activity after 6:30 is considered free time/training time.’

They weren’t kidding when they said they had busy schedules. I get them for three hours on Monday and that’s it. I’ll have to step up my game then. Maybe I’ll get more time throughout the week because I’ll need way more time than 15 hours a week. But if that’s all I get then I’ll have to make some changes to the choreo.

Looks like this is going to be more of a challenge than I originally thought. But I’ve never been one to shy away from a challenge.

#BTS jimin #jimin x reader #park jimin #bts smut #bts fanfic

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meganshinsou-tm · 6 years ago

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Shared Walls. (m)

↳ chapter twelve: want

❧ genre: pro-hero shouto, coworkers to lovers, happy ending

❧ chapter warnings: slight mature content, groping, frottage, stalking, panic attack, unsolicited contact/assault

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"Roki! Anyone can burst right in here at any second. St – ah fuck don't do that," you whined as Shouto's ice cold tongue ran up your neck and his warm breath melted away the goosebumps lining your skin instantly.

His hands hooked under your knees, jerking you closer to him as he stood between them and you sat on the massive desk. You growled and bit on the heroes chubby cheek, making him stop his torture on your flesh and glare at you, his fingers digging into your thighs that rest in his hands.

"You're not listening to me Shouto!"

"Yes I am, it's called multi-tasking sweetheart."

"Don't you try to butter me up! Your father could walk in here any second. You can't wait until we get off?"

Shouto growled and pushed your back down onto the desk, leaning over he trapped your head between his arms and looked down at you. "Getting off is exactly what I'm trying to do but you keep interrupting me!"

You giggled and bit your lip at the dominance he was displaying and captured his lips again continuing the heated makeout session. It had been a couple weeks since you and Shouto first kissed and since then the two of you started dating and took things slow - well you tried to.

The sexual tension that built more and more with each day was overwhelming and even your coworkers noticed. You grew closer than ever with him and it almost felt like you had been together for years. He loved you dearly, he didn't say it yet but his actions showed it.

The two of you would steal moments together in the stairwells, on the roof and on days when Shouto was in charge, in Enji's office. Living right next door to each other didn't even quench the thirst you had for each other, especially for Shouto. When the man wanted something he went for it and was relentless, he was the one always stealing you from whatever task you were doing, hiding in a closet and waiting for you to walk by so he could pull you in with him or trapping you between his arms against the lockers of the locker room when it was empty.

So here you were, pinned on the desk that belonged to the #1 hero, by his own son. His heterochromatic eyes drinking in the bliss on your face as your lips feverishly tasted each other. His fingers intertwined with yours as he held them down against the wood and papers. Shouto growled, breaking the kiss and leaned down, running the tip of his nose up your throat, his right hand releasing yours and traveling down your side. You sighed as his icy breath frosted your skin and his warm tongue melted it. His name dripped from your lips in a breathless plea as his hand wrapped your leg around him and he rutted his growing bulge against you.

"You see what you do to me?"

Chuckling, your free hand flew to his icy white locks and tousled them. He looked at you, his smirk turning into a soft smile. Playing with his hair seemed to have such a calming effect on him, even in the midst of his own desires.

"You did this to yourself Roki! I was trying to do my work but you had other ideas. Now let me up, I have a feeling someone is about to walk in."

Shouto groaned and let his face fall into your chest, resting his head on it, pouting like a child. You laughed and ran both hands through his bi-colored locks. You figured this man was a freak in the sheets, but his appetite seemed to be insatiable.

"When we fuck for the first time, I rather it not be on your fathers desk! While it may be a total power move, I prefer to be in your bed!"

"Then stay with me tonight, it's been a couple days," he pleaded letting you hold him as he remained on your chest.

"I'd love to, but before we go home can you take me grocery shopping?"

"If I don't have a mission to go on then yes, we'll go straight from here. If you get off before me though, I want you to wait at home till I get there and then we'll go and stock up for the weekend, sound good?"

You smiled and still played with Shouto's hair, agreeing. He was extremely protective of you since your accident and you let him be. Even agreeing to being escorted to and from work each day to ease his mind and never going out unless him or someone else could assist you. The heroes head lifted from your chest and he smiled. Standing straight he took your hands and helped sit you back up and also helped to re-situate your disheveled clothes. His hand cupped your cheek and he placed a kiss to your forehead. Before he could kiss your lips a knock came at the door making him look at it and back to you with a quirked brow.

"How do you always do that," he asked while helping you off the desk.

"I just have a sixth sense RokiRoki!"

"Goddammit (Y/N), you were supposed to wait until I got home!"

You winced as Shouto sounded clearly angry on the other end of the line as you sat on a train going into town to do the grocery shopping you told him about earlier, going against your word to him. Your stomach growled and your arm cradled it. "Stupid organ, you're the reason I'm in this mess," you thought.

"I'm starving Shouto, I couldn't wait. I –"

"You should've just called for takeout then! I can't protect you when you do this (Y/N), its dangerous out there on your own, you know that! How stu –" his voice stopped before the full word that was on his tongue could escape and he took a breath. "Why didn't you call me before getting on the train, I could've had someone take you."

Your lips pouted from the scolding the hero dealt you, you knew what he wanted to say. At the moment you were hungry and cranky, and now hurt. You knew where his intentions were and that he only wished to keep you out of harm, but you weren't the type of person to just give up living and let others fight your battles. It actually pissed you off how Shouto seemed to think that maybe you couldn't take care of yourself and that keeping you locked up and under his and his fathers watchful eyes until Lucas was dealt with was the only solution.

"Because, I - I shouldn't have to ask your permission to go fucking grocery shopping Shouto. I don't want to fight with you about this, I don't want to fight you period. After today I promise to stay locked away in my tower forever and do as you say."

Before Shouto could retaliate you hung up the phone and shoved it in your bag, crossing your arms and holding back angry tears. You knew your life was in danger and that going out alone wasn't smart at all but you just wanted one day to do something alone and as mundane as grocery shopping. You even donned a surgical mask to try and hide your face from passing strangers, hoping it would be enough. Looking out the window, you pulled the mask down to let some of the cool air fan your face. The glass fogged from the chilly air outside and your warm breath, making you think of Shouto as you drew a snowflake. Guilt started to overtake you and made your heart hurt to think of what must be going through his own head at the moment, you didn't have to be such a brat right?

Sighing you took out your phone and sent him a text apologizing and letting him know exactly where you'd be at and that you'd only go there and straight back home.

➥ RokiRoki: You have no reason to apologize sweetheart I'm sorry. I keep thinking that if I shield you away from the world then that will solve everything but you're still human and you're not the type to be contained. You ran away in the first place because of being treated like a prisoner in your own home, I won't do that to you. Go ahead and get what you need, but please do just that and head straight back home. Keep me updated with your location and call me if you feel like anything is off. Tell me when you're heading home and I'll meet you at the station. We'll talk more over dinner."

Entering the store you grabbed a buggy and quickly made your rounds, searching out all the items on your list so you could get in and get out. Your eyes wondered around as well, making sure no one was paying any attention to you besides just a passing glance. The mask on your face was snug and you wore a beanie with a sweater and jeans, trying to look as normal and somewhat hidden as possible. After a few minutes you were able to purchase your groceries and leave making your way to the station again.

You sat on the backside of a bench waiting, you're feet planted firmly on the seat. Luckily you seemed to be the only one at the station though so no one could judge, you pulled your mask down letting the cool air hit your flushed and pink cheeks with a sigh. Laughing as you watched one of your favorite BTS videos.

"I put sticker on my carrier! Chop, chop, chop," you squealed and wiped away tears.

A phone call soon cut off the video, a picture of you and Shouto popped up on the screen. You smiled looking at it. It was meant to be a selfie of you both but Shouto was more interested in looking at you instead of the camera. His face nuzzling your cheek with a smile as you smiled the biggest and cheesiest smile ever. Your finger slid the green phone over answering the call and you held the mouthpiece of your earbuds up and spoke.

"Hey RokiRoki!"

"Hey sweetheart, how much longer till your train arrives?"

"Uhm, I think 15 minutes. I'm waiting at the station right now."

"Okay, I'm on my way to the other station now. To be honest I've been a wreck the past hour. Please, don't do this to me again."

"I promise Shouto, I'll make it up to you when we get home! I got stuff to make soba!"

"It's going to take more than Soba, but that'll be a start!"

"Well maybe having me as your desert will fix things?"

You clearly heard Shouto's breathing stop for a second, swearing you could hear his heartbeat in his ears as well. The sound of footsteps could also be heard making you quirk a brow at how clear the speaker was. Shrugging your shoulders you called out Shouto's name into the microphone.

A sigh came from his end, "Don't start something you can't finish (Y/N). I'll see you in a little bit. Be careful! I lo- I'll be waiting for you."

Giggling you gave the hero a 'goodbye' and ended the call. You looked around still being the only soul at the station and took your earbuds out to check the station monitor and see how much longer your wait would be. The air was chilly and quiet, almost eerie. Taking in a deep breath you grunted as your nostrils picked up a scent, it smelled like minty smoke.

Out of nowhere, from behind you a cigarette was flicked and landed in front of you. Your body stiffened as you went to turn around but were stopped as someone quickly came up behind you. One hand on your throat as their other arm wrapped around your waist flushing your back to their chest keeping you from falling off the bench. You went to scream but the hand glided from your throat to cover you mouth, forcing your head to turn to the side. You're eyes were met with a pair of glistening sea blue ones, making your blood run cold and the scream in your throat to choke back down.

"Don't scream. Despite what you think, I'm not going to hurt you angel. Understand," his raspy and nonchalant voice cooed as his warm and minty breath fanned your cheek.

You nodded and he released your mouth, moving his hand back down to your neck to cup the opposite side of it. Chuckling he dragged the tip of his nose up your skin, inhaling you scent deeply and groaning. Your skin started to crawl and burn at the same time, unsure of how to react.

"I didn't exactly get to introduce myself the first time we met, the name is Dabi," more intoxicating breathes covered the juncture of your neck and collarbone.

"W-Why are you here," you breathed out, thoughts getting hazy as he worked your neck with soft kisses and dragged his teeth. Paralyzed by shock, you couldn't move even if you wanted to.

"I was hired by your lover. You know he's highly pissed off that you escaped from him."

"Lucas sent you? How did you know where I - ngh," you grit your teeth as his arm around your waist loosened and his hand traveled down your thigh and squeezed.

"I work for a very big group, we have eyes and ears everywhere, connections. Plus, I made it my own personal mission to make finding you priority beautiful."

"You, you sent those people to follow me a few weeks ago, that maniac that tried to fucking kill me?"

Dabi chuckled and his hand on the side of your neck moved into your hair, tugging and forcing your head to tilt more to the side giving him more ground to cover with his lips. You whimpered and your eyes screwed shut, a sick heat engulfing your entire body.

"Ah, I want to apologize for that actually. I instructed that they didn't leave a scratch on you but the idiot couldn't control himself I guess. Don't worry though angel, he's been dealt with. No one will be following you anymore now that I've confirmed you're really here; well except for me."

His hand on your thigh rubbed and inched closer between them, he could feel you trembling and smiled against your skin before pulling his hand away. Dabi actually completely released you at the moment, making you fall forward. His hand caught yours before you could fall face first into the concrete. You looked at him bewildered, touching your neck with your free hand and jerking the other from his grasp. Dabi grinned and walked from behind you to move to the bench and sit between your knees. He acted as if the two of you were best friends or something, just hanging out at the station as he placed his elbows on your thighs, leaning his head back and looking up at you. Your hands flew up, not sure where to place them.

"I'll make you a deal. I have this killer headache, how about you rub my head and I'll give you answers."

All you could muster was an okay as your hands instantly moved to his dark and spiky locks. The were shockingly very soft and smooth, his hair was thick and your fingers rubbing kicked up the scent of his plain and clean shampoo. He hummed and relaxed at your touch, his stunning hues smiling at you.

"Are you going to take me back to him?" You questioned silently not looking at the villain between your legs.

"Well it would do no good returning you to a dead man."

Your fingers stopped massaging and your eyes widened, finally looking down at Dabi. He flashed you a wide and satisfied smile.

"He's dead?"

"Last time I checked. You see, when I want something I like to obtain that one thing without any hassle. Your Lucas was a 'hassle', and he needed to be dealt with, it's not like he'd be missed anyway. I mean, did you want to go back to him?" He groaned and leaned forward, rubbing the back of his neck before standing.

You shook your head no, still processing the news of your ex's death. Obviously his death was at the hands of the person standing before you and it should've terrified you, making you run for the hills. Instead though, it felt like a wave of relief crashed down. No more running and hiding, right?

"If he's dead and you have no further obligations with him, then why are you here? What, do you want a thank you, money? What is it you're after exactly?"

Dabi turned around, taking a step closer and trapping your hips between his hands as they brace the rail you sat on. His lips were back at your neck, his nose rubbing under your chin.

"You. There's something about you that I just have to have and I will have it. I'll make you mine, even if it's just for one night."

The villains words hit you like a smack to the face, he wanted you, and bad.

Your fingers clutched the cool metal beneath you as a gasp left your parting lips. Dabi's hand was gripping your chin, his thumb now between your teeth, prying open your mouth. Unconsciously your tongue fell out on top of his digit making his eyes darken as he smirked. All you could focus on were how hot his lips felt against your skin, just like in your dream. They left a lingering trail of fire along your jaw and chin until he finally reached your open mouth. Dabi chuckled and stuck out his tongue slowly licking and massaging yours, doing however he pleased with your mouth. You were livid, growling as he had you under a spell, you're body paralyzed again. He growled back and pulled away, nipping the tip of your tongue and licking his lips with a smile, leaving you breathless as you heard a train pulling into the station.

"Until next time angel," he cooed and kissed your cheek.

Shoving his hands in his pockets, Dabi started to walk off. You wiped your mouth and skin violently, trying to make any trace and feeling from his lips disappear until you heard fingers snapping. You looked up, to see him looking back at you over his shoulder with a smirk.

"If you want your precious Shouto to live, you'll keep that delicious mouth shut!"

#todoroki shouto #shouto todoroki x reader #shared walls #bnha #mha #boku #my hero academia #bnha x reader #mha x reader #bnha fanfiction #mha fanfiction

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luckyukhei · 6 years ago

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Black & Blue - Jungkook BTS

Word Count: 1.8k

AU!: soulmate, college

Summary: The universe doesn’t seem to trust humans with the knowledge of who their soulmate is until they’ve matured. Even though you’re 95% sure Jung Hoseok is your soulmate estranged best friend Jeon Jungkook comes back into your life causing trouble.

back - forward

The universe is very mysterious. Just in general. It's especially mysterious when it gives you time to figure out who your soulmate is before it begins to feel sorry for you and blesses you with your Soul Mark. Soul Marks vary honestly. Tattoos that just appear when you've ”matured” or words in ink appearing that you didn't write. Sometimes, if you sing a song your soulmate will get it stuck in their head or one couple will have a finger that glows when they're together. The list goes on.

Right now, you're in the stage of kind of waiting for the universe to throw you a bone but, you're pretty sure that you found your soulmate. Hoseok is an absolute angel and man do you love him. He's a dance major at your college and you're a culinary major. It’s kinda perfect when you think about it. Dance tires him out and when he comes home you’re practicing what you learned in class or when he needed a break from the same routine he’d teach one to you. In all honesty, you weren’t as good as Hoseok proclaimed you were but, you didn’t mind the dance sessions that always sometimes led to make out sessions.

Whispers went around the school about you and Hoseok. About how you had to be soulmates. The way he’d pick you up when he’d see you. The way you talked about him. You were very sure of your status.

This week was the first break of the year and although you really wanted Hoseok to come with you to your hometown, he decided to visit his family. Which you completely understood. Plus, you weren’t soulmates yet and it would be a little suspect if he came to see your family when you guys were so close. Both of you were not really prepared for quizzical aunties and teasing uncles. You did, however, promised each other to call before bed.

Before being bombarded with relatives and their neverending inquiries you decided to spend a day in your hometown. You just had to see and visit everyone.

You made sure to have your wallet and phone on you as you went outside and met with your former neighbor Namjoon. You two were really close in high school. Namjoon was definitely like a big brother to you.

Namjoon did a lot for you in your teenage years. For example, when you got sick with the flu right before a big school dance instead of going to the dance, as you told him too, he stayed with you. He’s been with you through thick and thin. Like that one time that goldfish you got from the fair died and you were a mess.

You happily bounced up to Namjoon with a big smile and he gave you a fist bump.

“You ready for some brunch and shopping?” Namjoon asked opening his car door for you,

You nodded and got in,” Of course, Joonie.”

Namjoon was always very smart. He taught himself English just by watching a tv show. To counteract all the genius he was made up with, the universe added clumsiness and the ability to break everything he touched.

He rolled his eyes and closed the door before getting in the car. As soon as he turned the car on the speakers played an upbeat sounding song.

You gasped in sarcastic surprise, ”Kim Namjoon? Namjoon? Joon? Joonster? God of destruction? Listening to this upbeat stuff? What happened?”

Namjoon always listened to songs with ‘deep’ lyrics and a good beat so this cheerful song was definitely out of ordinary.

“Actually, if you listen to the lyrics-” You should’ve known where this was going. You were talking to a music major and philosophy minor,” The song is about a couple who need to break up for the sake of their own health but, feel stuck in this loop of pretending to be happy or mistaking the dependency of each other for love and not wanting to leave but, also needing to.”

“Damn,” You said quietly.

“Plus... Jin says I should listen to more upbeat music.” He added trying to ignore the slight embarrassment on his face while driving out of your old neighborhood.

“You? And Kim Seokjin? The dude with the broad soldiers and dad jokes?” You asked shocked. You went to college with Jin. In fact, he was double majoring in culinary and business and you both had the same culinary course. You talked about cooking techniques and sent each other culinary memes.

“We’ve been together for a little while,” Namjoon told you before pausing,” About a month now. Anyway. How are your courses?”

“They’re good. I’ve been taking English courses and it is really hard but, I’m doing well.” You admitted to him, “That’s not the point though! When did you and Jin get together?”

“Well…” Namjoon started, turning onto a street filled with cafes, antique, art stores, and so on so forth,” You can start skyping me and I’ll tutor you while I work on my work. ”

You huffed at his lack of an answer but, decided he’d tell you when the time came as if he was the mentor of the protagonist in an anime.

Namjoon parked in a big lot with a food truck in the center. You got a strawberry parfait and he got a breakfast burrito. You left the car in the parking lot and started walking to look at the shops.

“Oh. How are you and Hoseok?” Namjoon asked as you peeked in one of the window shops.

You and Namjoon go to the same university but, because of your departments, you never saw each other. Even then, he’s surely seen or heard things.

“We’re good.” You answered slowly.

“Did you get your soul mark yet?” He continued his interrogation.

“No… Not yet.” You shook your head.

“Huh-” Namjoon let out before a loud gasp was heard.

“Y/N? Namjoon?”

You both jerked up to see who was calling your names.

“Jungkook!” You grinned and he immediately in engulfed you in a hug.

If Namjoon was your big brother, Jungkook was your first love. They both knew a lot about you but, Jungkook had a lot more intimate knowledge about you. Though, Namjoon talks to you more often. Ever since Jungkook was excepted in the sports part of your university and you were accepted into the arts, you never see each other or even speak to each other.

Seeing him is like a big gulp of fresh air. Why? Why does seeing him make you so happy? He’s just an old friend…

He lets go of you and gives you a heartwarming grin before him and Namjoon slapped hands.

“I haven’t seen you guys in forever!” Jungkook beamed,

“It feels like it. How’s judo?” Namjoon asked.

“Lots of training! I actually have a competition tomorrow.”

Namjoon looked at his phone while you excitedly hit Jungkook’s arm.

“Look at you! How do you feel? Are you ready?”

Before Jungkook could answer, Namjoon spoke up,” Actually, we gotta go.”

You pouted,” We just got here, Namjoon!”

“I know, I know. But, my parents need my help.” Namjoon explained.

“Uh.” Jungkook spoke up, “You and I can hang out and I’ll take you home. If you want.”

“I’m down for that.”

You and Jungkook parted ways with Namjoon. After a few minutes of walking together, Jungkook’s car came into view. It was a very nice newer black car. He got it a few days after high school graduation.

Jungkook looked over at you,” You know… even though we haven’t seen each other in a while. I bet somethings haven’t changed.”

“Oh really?” You raised your brows, “ What hasn’t changed?”

“Me being faster than you!” Jungkook exclaimed before booking it to his car.

You chased after him trying desperately to beat him but alas he was holding your door for you when you jogged up.

You huffed at him once you got in the car and he shut your door before getting in his seat.

“Another thing is, you’re still a sore loser!” He cooed playfully at you as he buckled up and started the car.

Jungkook took you to an arcade you both frequented in high school. You gave him a grin as a flood of memories hit you. You two taking up the DDR machine and using all of the tickets you got to get candy. You becoming the skee-ball score holder for the arcade.

You exhaled bringing yourself back to this source of nostalgia before you both run into the arcade and locking eyes with the legendary machine. No one was standing around it. As if it was waiting for the iconic Dance Dance Duo you were. You both played a few rounds of DDR then moved onto skeeball, you played a bunch of rounds and created a pile of tickets.

Jungkook was huffing, “You used to be in worse condition than me after a few rounds of Dance, Dance.”“I dance a lot now in days.” You replied, focusing on the perfect way to get the highest amount of points.

You both played a bunch more games and created a mountain of tickets. Took the mountain and dropped it on the prize counter. The poor, poor teenage boy behind the counter.

“ We want as many of the five ticket candies as this will buy.” Jungkook declared.

The boy grabbed a bag and just dumped all of the candies in the display case into the bag.“Thank you, my good sir!” You smiled.

Soon enough, it was getting late and Jungkook was driving you home. You were eating some of the well-earned candies and he parked in front of your house before looking at you.

“Man, I miss nights like this.” He told you.

You nodded,” Me too. Me too.”

Tonight was a night you missed. You didn’t realize how much you missed nights like these. How much you missed Jungkook. His beautiful brown eyes. His pink lips that looked so soft. Especially now that they were getting closer to yours. Oh… they’re as soft as they look now that they’re on yours.

You gently pulled away from him,” Jungkook… I’m dating someone.”

He sighed and sat back,” I know.”

“You know?” You asked, kind of shocked.

“Y/N, of course, I know. Everyone knows about how much ‘couple goals’ Jung Hoseok and L/N F/N. I’ve seen you two in the dance room together.” Jungkook told you with hurt laced in his voice.

“Then why would you kiss me?!” You retorted.

“Why did you kiss back?” His head snapped towards you.

“B-Because… I…” You tried to come up with a reason.

“You know the universe would never do that to us. We were each other's first kisses. Y/N, you are my first love. I’m a thousand percent sure that you’re soulmate and I don’t care if I have to wait for our soul marks to come. It would be a cruel joke for the universe to not make us soulmates.” Jungkook smiled at you.

“I’ll wait for you.”

Part 2 - Not Out Yet

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theladylikesfics · 7 years ago

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After The Storm Chpt 7

Min Ji Ho had never felt special in her life. She was a second daughter and compared to her older sister automatically second best. No, in her eyes third best, their dog was a champion purebred poodle named Xiang; he was definitely before her in the hierarchy of perceived children in the home. Her older sister, Dahyun was perfect in every way imaginable. Naturally beautiful, highly intelligent and poised. She’d won everything from beauty pageants, and spelling bees to national science project awards; she was the crown jewel of the Min children. Min Ji Ho was just as talented and smart as her sister, just not as attractive in the eyes of parents. When visitors would come to the house all of the accomplishments of Dahyun and Xiang were on full display, Ji Ho was barely an after thought. When visitors would ask about her, her parents would gladly speak of the current great thing she was recognized for in school, but when asked to see her, it was always an excuse ‘oh, she’s out studying.’ ‘she is currently not home, at cram school.’ ‘she doesn’t feel well today, we wouldn’t want our guests to get sick’ here parents were ashamed of how she looked. There wasn’t anything physically wrong with her face, she simply wasn’t as beautiful as Dahyun. When she was fifteen and sixteen her mother fought hard to get her plastic surgery to change her appearance. Doctors had declined stating that because of her age they refused because she was still growing and changing and anything that they would do could potentially be undone naturally, they advised her mother that the earliest they could do any work would be eighteen. At seventeen and Dahyun being twenty-two their father passed away; the business he owned was given to Dayhun, but the warehouse spaces were left to Ji Ho. Dahyun was engaged to a doctor and currently living in Busan; she gladly took over the business and moved it, leaving an angry Ji Ho with empty dirty warehouses. After the sale of a few of the warehouses, Ji Ho immediately moved out on her own to attend college, removing herself from her mother’s displeasure. No longer did she need to be reminded that she wasn’t as good as Dahyun, she was free to be on her own. She decided that she wouldn’t get the plastic surgery, that she would use the face that she had to get what the wanted out of life one way or the other. She started watching make up tutorials, master make-up artist for celebrities, studying the techniques used by prosthetics companies, and movie special effects company. She honed her craft like a finely sharped knife, in a few short years she could make herself look like anyone. Creating good looks wasn’t the only skill she possessed, Ji Ho was also a master manipulator. She was always charming, she was taught to be so by her mother before her looks began to change and her attention was full diverted away from her. Ji Ho could sell ice to a polar bear in the middle of the artic circle. She learned early on both men and women responded well to a pretty face, a sweet voice, and a teasing of skin. She’s acquired a string of suitors with enough money to entertain her wants and needs, each one seeing a different face. When she was seventeen, she and one of the few friends she did have attended her first ever concert. It was BTS kicking off their first wave of the Love Yourself Tour; she and Jeongyeon managed to get front seats right in front of stage. It was during the performance of ‘Best of Me’ when Kim Seokjin made eye contact with her exclusively, squatting down to sing before popping back up, winking at her and blowing a kiss. Min Ji Ho was spellbound. She had never seen a more beautiful man in her entire life and he had just winked and blown a kiss at her. With her face and looks, he blew a kiss at Her! That night at home, Min Ji Ho spent hours upon hours researching and learning absolutely everything that she could about BTS and Kim Seokjin; she missed an entire week of school in her pursuit to immerse herself in the world of Bangtan. She vowed that when she was ready, when she was perfect enough and pure enough for him, she would make herself up and go see her Oppa; declare her love for him and he would accept her; because she was smart beautiful and charming. Three years later while working as nurse, she assisted a doctor on his rounds in the prison ward of the mental hospital. She was trying out a new face when a prisoner looked at her, calling her a name she didn’t know and confessed all of his love for her, apologising for hurting her and that he still in fact loved her. She smiled politely at him, comforting him, telling him that everything would be okay. Later that afternoon while the doctor was out, she snuck in to his office to review the file of the man. He was currently fifty-three years old and was a convicted murderer via letter bombing; Min Ji Ho smiled a shy smile to herself and thought that maybe this man could be useful to her in the future. Ji Ho made the decision that every time she would work the hospital she would ensure she was using this face, so that she could further garner the inmate’s affection. She was irate when on her last visit she discovered that he had been discharged. It took months for her to gain access to the prison ward’s record room in order find where he was released too; months track down the group home he listed in the seedier side of Seoul. Ji Ho flew in to a full rage temper tantrum when she discovered the building had been shut down and the residents scattered. Two months later she sat outside a café, studying a new face, when a homeless man wandered over to her. Taken aback she recoiled and grabbed her things until he spoke that name, she recognized him immediately. She wasn’t using the face but some how he recognized her. She cooed at him, offering him food and patted his hand. Fate had smiled on her, because she always got her way one way or another. This situation would be no different, she would have Kim Seokjin come hell or high water. Ji Ho was devastated when she found the news Kim Seokjin had a girlfriend; she knew there was a chance that he would have gotten distracted by another woman while she was finishing the task of perfecting for herself for him. By perfecting herself, she meant being versed in all things Kim Seokjin. She had traveled to his home town, retracing the steps of his childhood, went to his favorite local restaurants, learned to cook all of his favorites from there from the actual chefs and cooks in the kitchen. Tracked down childhood acquaintances and paid out ridiculous amounts of money to find out every scrap of information she could about him. She even managed to find out the location of Kim Seokjin’s family home and take a picture just outside the gate. When she discovered what Kim Seokjin was dating she was horrified and disgusted, that person, wasn’t even Korean! The skin wasn’t fair or light in anyway, Ji Ho simply couldn’t fathom how he could look at it and see ‘beauty’. Her entire life she had been taught that beauty was the fairest of skin, with wide natural Korean eyes, to be small and demure. This person, if she could even see it as one, wasn’t anything like that at all. She had skin like chocolate or a dark pecan shell, she had large breasts, wide hips and a supple ass. She was no where near the Korean standard of beauty and Ji Ho just couldn’t understand how her Perfect Prince could be so enamoured. Ji Ho decided that she would allow Kim Seokjin to have a fling while she finished all her preparations, it won’t last she told herself. Well now things are different, that thing was determined to steal her Kim Seokjin and mock her as well and to add further insult to injury with that gorgeous ring Kim Seokjin used for the engagement. It should have been hers! Min Ji Ho always got what she wanted one way or another and this time would be no different.

You heard the commotion in the hallway, after the phone call. Jin was next door visiting the guys; Song called and wanted to know if you or Jin were expecting a delivery, you weren’t and advised him as so. You heard distinct shouting and froze; had someone managed to breach security and get to your floor, you tried to extend the focus of the camera in the hallway, you could see a figure prone on the floor, then you saw Jin race past the front door and down the hall. Common sense being damned you whipped open the front door to follow after him. Looking over his shoulder Jin yelled for you to go back inside, you tried to protest but he yelled again insisting you return. Going back inside, you paced the hallway in front of the door, desperate to know what was going on outside. A short five minutes later, Jin open the front door, and carried in a large box. “Jin what the fuck just happened?” you were full of panic and seeing Jin walk in with a smile wasn’t answering any questions. “Just a simple misunderstanding, follow me sweetheart.” “Jin what the hell?!” “Babe just follow me, please.” Jin said with a chuckle. Following Jin to the couch he sat down opposite from you. “Okay, small misunderstanding outside; you weren’t expecting a delivery, but I was, I didn’t tell you because it was a surprise. Knowing what we know about the two assailants security is on a high alert so when you said no, they went into action. Seo called me as the package was addressed to me.” “Oh no, that poor delivery person, they didn’t hurt them, did they?” You asked suddenly concerned for the startled deliverer. “They are fine, a little taken aback but no harm done.” You breathed a sigh of relief. “Now, remember I told you last night that I planned on matching this weekend?” “Ugh don’t remind me, I’ve been waiting on you practically all morning to finish up your meeting with the guys, so we can go shopping.” Jin smiled, it slowly slid across his face, you recognized it as his all-knowing smile and immediately knew something was up. “Kim Seokjin, what have you been up to?” “When I decided that I wanted to match you on the red-carpet, I thought that maybe I should be proactive in arranging our clothing. I was leaving set one day and I saw something that caught my eye, immediately I thought, you would look nothing less than gorgeous in this gown. The very next morning, I called and had a dress ordered for you and had them sign a contract that you would be the only one at the premiere in this dress, just in case some one else fell in love with it; and I had a tux made for me to match. I hope you like it.” Jin carefully cut open the box and pulled out a large garment bag. You immediately gasped at the deep purple color before even seeing the dress in full; The bodice was a silk low cut sweetheart neckline adorned with Swarovski Crystal, the richness of the purple made the jewels twinkle like stars in the night sky, the skirt of the dress was long deeply pleated layers of tulle. Jin carefully removed the dress from the garment bag, standing up on the ottoman holding it up so you could see it in all its beautiful full glory. “Oh my God, Jinni, its breathtaking.” You sat at the very edge of the couch, holding your breathe too afraid to move to touch it, you found it so beautiful. “Do you really like it Sweetheart?” Jin asked nervously but with a big smile playing on his lips. “Kim Seokjin if I wasn’t already marrying you, this dress would have sealed your deal! Baby it’s magnificent, oh my gosh!” Finding your legs, you stood up and moaned as your fingers caressed the gently silk of the bodice and the tulle of the skirt. Jin’s smile beamed down on you like the sun itself. “Get down here so I can kiss you properly.” You said, helping Jin carefully step down from the ottoman, and placing the dress back in the garment bag. You draped your arms over his shoulders and kissed him deeply, rolling your tongue with his. “Thank you for being so amazing and so good to me Jinni. You truly are the best did you know that?” “Only because I have you by my side.” Jin said still smiling brightly at you. “Do you know why I choose this dress for you, why you came to mind?” Jin asked. You shook your head no still staring up at his beautiful face. “You told me once, that purple is the color of royalty, and you my dear, are nothing if not my queen.” Jin gently took your right hand, lifting it to his lips and kissed the back of your hand. You swooned. You literally got weak in the knees and melted into the arms of your man, who currently was supporting your whole body weight laughing fully at you. “Why, why are you this way, oh my God Jin!” You squealed, you squealed like a giddy pre-teen girl. “Just when I think that I’m absolutely in love with you to the fullest and it is simply impossible for me to be moony-eyed over you any more than I already am, you say the most amazing thing and literally make me go weak in the knees! I’m so damn lucky I get to love you, I get to spend my life with you. I’m so excited that I get to have a future with a man who makes me laugh, who plays game and not afraid to be silly, and who has the most amazing heart imaginable. I’m so lucky to have you!” You couldn’t help but gush at your fiancé. Jin leaned down and kissed your lips softly a few times, his fingertips gently trailing down your face. “If this is the type of treatment just for buying you a dress, I can’t wait to see what I get when I show you my wedding ideas.” Jin waggled his eyes brows at you and you couldn’t help but giggle. “Now handsome, show me your tux?” Jin stepped away from you, removing the second garment bag from the box, and opening it up to reveal a double-breasted tuxedo jacket in the same shade of purple as your dress. The houndstooth pattern of the jacket not only added texture to the jacket but added a variance of color. The rich black of his shirt were spotted with droplets of silver matching the top of your dress, there was also a bow tie in that same rich deep purple color. You sighed contentedly as you slid your fingertips over the fabric. “Oh my Mr. Kim you’re going to look absolutely stunning in this.” You said. “I cannot wait for Friday to get here.” “Me neither, I can’t wait to show my queen off on the red carpet, this will be our first major public appearance since getting engaged. I can’t wait to gush over you on camera.” “You are such a ham!” You laughed and playfully hit his chest. Jin pulled you closer and kissed your forehead. “Babe, I know that we’re excited for Friday, but I need you to… just promise me you’ll stay by side, you’ll stay with Seo and Song and at will no point will you be alone. Not even to the bathroom, we’ve got Ahn Hyo Jin coming with us just to make sure of that.” Jin stared down at you, face not as full as mirth as it was just a short few seconds ago, eyes searching your for understanding and acceptance; again, you felt your heart tighten at his distress. “I know baby, I promise no rogue heroics from me this weekend I’m going to be glued to you and security the whole entire time I promise.” You tiptoed and kissed the tip of his nose and smiled at him, trying to ease all his fears while hiding your own. “I love you.” Jin’s voice was filled with worried wavered slightly, his handsome features creased in concern. “It’s going to be okay Jinni. This weekend is going to go smoothly. I’m going to be optimistic and say that nothing’s going to happen. But, and this is a very tiny tiny super tiny but, if something does happening the place is going to be covered in police. If they show up they are getting dealt with immediately, we will look crazy psycho bitch and mad bomber in the face and tell both those sorry fucks that 1) they can kiss the dingiest darkest spots on our asses and 2) they did not succeeded in splitting us up and 3) as part of their prison sentences our wedding will be livestreamed in to their cells so they can see just how much they did not win.” Jin gave that full laughed and you felt your heart smile. “You would be crazy enough to get that added to their prison sentence.” “You damn right I am. Now I’m hungry, will you make me lunch handsome?” Kissing the back of your hand and bowing deeply, Jin replied. “You wish is my command my queen.”

Min Ji Ho had a plan. It had taken time, pacing back and forth in the dirty surroundings of the warehouse but it had come swiftly and easily like the pace of the Han River. She would be on the red carpet on Friday night, right in the face of her love Kim Seokjin. It would be difficult, with most of her make-up supplies being left behind when she fled her house, she would have purchase new ones without drawing attention to herself. Using the few supplies that she had in her purse she made up her face, donned a mask and ventured out to the store. Passing the electronic shop and open-air cafes she could hear and see her face along with Jeong’s plastered all over advising that they should be considered armed, extremely dangerous, not to be approached and to notified police immediately if spotted. Ji Ho gritted her teeth and stomped down the street, she could see Lotte in the distance, she just had to get in, get out and not get noticed. She’d had enough make-up to dramatically change up her eyes but with out having any make-up putty to redesign her t-zone and eye shape it was a risk. That was only apart of the problem, it was also the quantity of make-up as well; she needed enough not only for herself but to transform Jeong as well; and then there was the matter of clothing. Ji Ho suppressed a scream as she walked inside the Lotte and headed toward the make-up section. She had to be conservative in what she bought as to not look suspicious; she picked up what she dubbed as the essentials, a palette for eyes, two packs of putty, brushes and styling tools, eye liner, mascara, and false lashes. She prayed she had enough cash on her to cover the expenses, she couldn’t use her bank account because she knew the police were monitoring it for activity to track her. Ji Ho stood in line trying to act as naturally as possible, her totally came out of 334047.00 won ($300.00) she was short the amount needed she had only 250000.00. She stood nervously in line and did what did best, spotting and older gentlemen in line she pretended to become overly emotional and cry. The older gentlemen approached her. “There there, what’s wrong? Are you okay?” “Ahjussi , I haven��t seen my father in such a long time and I’ve spent all my money on food and one of my bags got lost at the airport and it had all my make up and I’m just short a few won and I just want to look good for him.” She pretended to sob even harder, being careful not to actually cry and ruin her current make-up job. “It’s okay, it’s to see your apa? Here I’ll help.” The older gentlemen paid the remaining balance and even gave her a few won just to make sure she enough to take the train back to hotel room. Ji Ho smirked to herself as she walked down the block back towards the warehouse. This was enough to get started but for the rest of the plan to fully come together she needed to leave the warehouse. She needed to find a new home and she knew exactly who’s home she was going to have. Jeong had done a crude job of painting the van but it was enough for now, packing the few things they had brought with them Min Ji Ho and Jeong Hyun Soo got in the van, Ji Ho doling out direction as the crept through the streets of Seoul to an old neighborhood on the outskirts of the city. They parked the van several blocks away from their actual destination, stealing a license plate from another vehicle and swapping it out and walking to a home in the middle of the night. Walking up to the gate, Ji Ho entered a code she hope had not changed over the years and to her delight it hadn’t; closing the gate behind them as quietly as possible she walked up the stairs, stopping on the third step and opening up the clay pot to remove the spare key and unlocked the door. “You stand right here, be quiet and don’t say anything.” Ji Ho instructed Jeong who simply nodded, arms full of all the belongs they managed to escape the police with. Carefully and quietly Ji Ho climbed the stairs and went to the first bedroom door on the left. “Ee-mo, Ee-mo.” Ji Ho cooed, making her voice sound as syrupy and tired as possible while shaking the sleeping body in the bed. Carefully a sleepy older woman rolled over facing Ji Ho and reaching out looking for thick coke bottle glasses. “Oh! Ji Ho! Sweetie what are you doing here?” “oooh Ee-mo, everything is just wrong Ee-mo. I need help. I just need to stay here for a few days and borrow some money.” The older woman sat up in bed, flashing a smile bigger than her face and pulled Ji Ho in a tight embraced and rocked her back and forth. “There, there auntie’s girl. Don’t worry whatever you need I’ll help.” Park Han Jo was Min Ji Ho’s aunt. More than just an aunt, she was the mother that Ji Ho has wished that she had always had. Park Han Jo understood her, welcomed her, was always proud of her; her pictures were displayed proudly in the home, all of her accomplishments, graduating high school at the top of her class, Ji Ho at her last formal ball, Ji Ho graduating nursing school. She wasn’t hidden or made to feel ashamed that she didn’t measure up to Dahyun, Ji Ho was simply Ji Ho, the apple of her aunts eye. “It is late Ji Ho, why don’t you go to bed, we’ll talk in the morning okay?” Ji Ho smiled and nodded knowing that everything was coming to fruition just like she knew it would.

The next morning Ji Ho explained to her aunt that she was had gotten in to a little bit of trouble and needed to leave Seoul for a while. She introduced Jeong Hyun Soo as a lost soul she had taken in and was trying her best to rehabilitate back into society. In the days leading up to the premiere with the help of her aunt, Ji Ho was able to purchase all the make-up and clothing she would need to look proper for the red-carpet as well as make over Jeong. The last piece of the puzzle was convincing her aunt to leave home for a few days. Ji Ho could honestly say she only loved three people in this world, herself, Kim Seokjin and her aunt Park Han Jo. She understood things could get messy and if they did, she wanted as little, if any, collateral damage to her elderly woman as possible. On Wednesday morning, Ji Ho in full disguise, kissed her aunt on the cheek and loaded Park Han Jo into a taxi to a secluded spa on the coast. Later that night, she sent Jeong Hyun Soo to retrieve the van. As he backed it into the garage, a slow menacing smirk stretched across the face of Min Jin Ho.

Detectives Park and Lee desperately combed the city of Seoul looking for the fugitives Jeong Hyun Soo and Min Ji Ho. The first stop they made was to home of her mother Min Yoon-ah. “Ma’am, do you know why we’re paying you a visit today?” Detective Park began. Min Yoon-ah sat perfectly straight, hands gently cupped together on her lap, legs crossed at the ankle in the Queen Anne’s chair. Her make-up was light and becoming and done in a way that wouldn’t imply an age; her hair was swept up in a perfect chignon with not a single hair was out of place. The only possible sign that she was feeling any type or distress or tension, was the slight way she worried her mouth. Detective Park could tell that she was probably gnawing on the bottom left corner of the inside of her mouth. Before speaking, she took a gently sigh, followed by leaning forward and picking up the delicate antique tea cup and a taking a sip. She closed her eyes as she exhaled, Detective Lee observed how her lids fluttered, unsure of rather it was a sigh of contentment or of exhaustion. “I’m assuming its about Min Ji Ho. I’ve seen the news. I’m sorry but I don’t think that I can honestly help you. We haven’t spoken in quite some time.” Min Yoon-ah stated very coolly. “Well why don’t you tell us about your daughter then Mrs. Min.” Detective Lee stated. Min Yoon-ah once again sighed, but this time both detectives caught the hint of sadness that crept into her eyes. “Min Ji Ho was exceptional in school work. She was smart, she had talents, but she never truly connected well with others. It was easier with her older sister Dahyun; she was gorgeous, outgoing, highly intelligent. She had a secure place in the spotlight and I think sadly we ignored Ji Ho because we were so focused on all of Dahyun’s achievements. After Dahyun graduated high school and started college, the achievements just continued to collect. She got engaged during that time to a medical intern, so the focus just continued to be on her. The wedding took two full years to plan and it was a grand event, we had a full-page announcement in the paper and when the wedding actually took place it took a whole four pages in the newspaper to cover it. Three years after her sister got married, her father passed away. In his will he decided that Dayhun would inherit the business, but Ji Ho would inherit the warehouses. He had thought that this would be fair and impartial. He hadn’t anticipated Dayhun would relocate the business to Busan, where she and her husband currently live, essentially cutting Ji Ho out of the business. During that time, I tried to convince Dayhun not to move the business, but she had stated the whole reason she had cone to college was to be able to run the business her father has spent his life building. She had full control and there was nothing that I could do. This was nearly five years ago, she hasn’t spoken to me since.” “Mrs. Min, your daughter is being accused of stalking and attempted murder, do you believe she’s capable of either of these acts?” Min Yoon-ah hands betrayed her calm façade as the tea cup rattled against the saucer as she set it down on the table; her lips trembling as she attempted to control the sob that wanted to burst out of her. She nodded her head firmly before a statement of ‘yes’ fractured by tears uttered from her lips. “She could. We learned early in life about Ji Ho’s determination. If she put her mind to something, then it was simply a matter of time before it was done. If you believe she’s stalking this couple because she believes, she’s the only one good enough for this young man; then sadly I can assure you she will stop at nothing to get him. This isn’t the first time something like this has happened. Her first year of high school she became enamored with a second-year student and would make a scene anytime any other girl was seen talking to him. The final straw was when a young attractive woman became their English teacher. One day it was in class all the other students were there but when the teacher called on the young man Ji Ho flew into a rage. Her father paid out a large sum of money to the boy’s family as compensation. We withdrew her from school for the rest of the year and sent her to a private facility for the remainder of the school year; she spent four months there and at the end of the time the doctors said that she had impulse control issues and recommended that she continue to take the medicine and monitored, which we made sure of. After she moved out, there was no way for me to watch her any more. I knew she went to nursing school and graduated so I’d hope that she was still using the medicine and doing well. I guess not.” She has a history of this behavior then. Detective Lee said looking at Detective Park. “Does she have, close friends, family other than you or her sister? Is there someone who would help her?” Min Yoon-ah was beginning to say ‘no’ when her brow furrowed, and her expression changed to deep sadness. “Yes. Possibly, but if the police is involved I don’t think she would get them involved. She has an aunt, my late husband’s sister. She’s older and she’s always doted upon and taken care of Ji Ho. Ji Ho is fiercely protective of her; but Park Han Jo would do just about anything for Ji Ho. If she needed money or food or a place to stay she would do all to provide for her.” “Even though she’s a wanted criminal, she would take that great of a risk?” Detective Lee asked. Yoon-ah smiled softly. “She wouldn’t know that honestly. Park Han Jo lives out in the country, doesn’t have a t.v. she has only a radio that stays on one of those nostalgic music stations. Min Ji Ho could go there, tell her anything and she’d believe her without question.” Both detectives shot each other a knowing look. “We’re going to need all of her contact information.” Detective Park said.

On Wednesday afternoon you and Jin received a call from officer Lee Hoon-So asking if you could come to the station. Once arrived you were directed to his office just outside of the forensics lab “Mr. and Mrs. Kim, thank you for coming so short notice.” Officer Lee said, causing you to blush at the title. “Not quite Mrs. Kim yet, but soon.” You giggled. “No, he was right the first time.” Jin said, taking your hand and kissing the back of your knuckles; it was now Officer’s lee turn to blush. “Well I asked the two of you here today, to show you the tracking devices we created for both of you. As we know both of your phones will be tracked while you’re at the event, but we also wanted to have something physically on you in the event you get separated. Mr. Kim told me that you two would be wearing the color purple for the evening, so we created these. Mr. Kim, for you, we have a tie pin. And for you, future Mrs. Kim we have this hair clip. If that doesn’t really work for your hair, then we had an alternative idea to sew the tracker into your dress. We wanted to go against anything that seemed like jewelry that could be taken off or removed easily. I’ve seen women who have their hair braided wear little ornaments in them and I thought maybe this would work.” Officer Lee said meekly. You picked up the tiny silver cuff with purple studs over it and sighed softly. It was delicate and beautiful, and it if wasn’t for the nature of it you would have really loved the sweetness of it. “It’s fine officer Lee. Thank you so much for taking the time to create it.” “The night of the event simply wear these, I’ll be with Seo and Song at your place to calibrate them prior to leaving.” You and Jin took your leave and headed back home. “Jinni, do you really think they’ll try something on Friday night?” You asked voice in between pensive and annoyed. “Honestly Honey, I don’t know but I think so. This has been building to some sort of sick climax and unless the police catch them before then, its got to end somewhere. These aren’t the type of people to just give up and disappear. They tried to murder you. I’m determined to end this for you, with you safe, sound and unharmed.” You turned into Jin and spent the rest of the car ride back home in virtual silence.

As always Min Ji Ho had a plan. The base of her plan may have been the most elaborate part of her master plan, but all plans needed a base, and this just happened to be hers. She was going to kidnap Actress turned M.C Dara. Dara was set to be the lead entertainment correspondent on the red carpet that night and that was going to be her in to Kim Seokjin. Dara was one of the first looks that Ji Ho had perfected. She loved her carefree attitude, her style of dressing and the way everyone simply seemed to love and adore her. She’d copied everything from her style of dressing, to the way she talked and all of her mannerisms; Dara just wasn’t a look, it was a full-on aesthetic, a way of life of which she wanted nothing more than to truly belong too and live in. The only reason in which Ji Ho dieted was that she could pull off the perfect doppelganger to Dara. Min Ji Ho had carefully followed Dara in the past, even gained access to her home, posing as a cleaning lady and knew exactly all the nooks and crannies of her life. The plan, as Ji Ho saw it, was simple. Right before Dara was to appear on the red-carpet Ji Ho would appear, with the help of Jeong they would secure Dara and her camera man Brian, Ji Ho would then strip her, change in to her clothing, and Jeong would already be dressed in his tuxedo and being that they were together, no one would question the larger man. The pair had already stolen another van identical to the ones used by the entertainment crews. Ji Ho had discreetly followed Dara to her hair appointment and saw how her hair would be styled for the evening and replicated it with ease. While Ji Ho was studying Dara, Jeong was hard at work learning how to work the video camera, after all the broadcast would be live and he would need to know how to handle any situation on the fly with out contacting the production team in the real van. D-Day was a mere hours away and they would both be fully prepared for everything that was about to take place. It had taken a few hours for Detectives Park and Lee to drive out to residence of Park Han Jo located in a neighboring city outside of Seoul. Getting out of the vehicle both detectives got out and stretched. The house was large taking up at least an acre and a half of space. Just as they were about to walk to the gate, a neighbor stopped them. “You looking for Ahjumma? She left early this morning.” The woman said walking up to the two men. “I’m Detective Park and this is Detective Lee, we’re with Seoul Police Department. You said she left this morning do you know where?” “No, I did notice she had two suitcases with her. I know she likes to take trips this Buddhist retreat near Gunsan. I only know she’s gone because the taxi pulling up woke the dog its normally pretty quiet here, so it was unusual.” “Have you notice anything else unusual here, any new people?” Detective Lee asked. “She’s gotten a few deliveries. I can’t say of what, but I noticed she got packages on more than one day last week and that’s not typical. But you know.” The neighbor shrugged. “Have you seen any additional people at her home, had any visitors?” The neighbor folded her arms across her chest and thought for a minute. “You know I thought that I saw some one put her in the taxi and then go inside but I can’t be sure.” Once again, the detectives exchanged looked with each other. “Ahjumma, do you mind we if we step inside and use your home for a minute and talk?” Detective Lee carefully backed the car up into the garage of the neighbor and joined her along with Detective Park. Once in the house, Detective Park called Chief Tuan and advised that they need a search warrant, and a discreet team to show up in two unmarked cars. One car should contain forensics and the other should have members of the bomb squad. There were to bring items with them to make it look as though they were about to celebrate a birthday. “Mrs. Kang, are you familiar with Min Ji Ho? She the niece of the woman who lives across the way?” Detective Lee asked. “Ahh. Yes, yes. Her pictures are all over Ahjumma’s home. She’s very proud of her, she’s the head nurse at the hospital she works, isn’t she? I think Ahjumma said recently that Ji Ho told her she was dating a very nice young man, they had to keep things a quiet because he’s famous. If I recall correctly.” Detective Park’s eyebrow’s met his hairline. “Do you remember when you had this conversation with Mrs. Park?” Detective Park asked. “ Mmm. It was two weeks ago, I remember that because I had just come back from a casino trip and I was telling her all about it and she had received a post card from Ji Ho.” “Mrs. Kang, I need you to listen very closely to everything I’m about to tell you. In a few hours, two cars are going to arrive full of people. They will be police officers and members of our bomb squad unit and forensic teams. Min Ji Ho is a suspected stalker and maybe aligned with a serial letter bomber, who’s been responsible for the death of three people and injuring a fourth. We are using your place to set up a headquarters so that we can investigate the house across the street and hopefully arrest these two individuals.” Mrs. Kang folded her arms across her chest and hugged herself tightly. “Ji Ho dangerous, oh my word! She always seemed like such a sweet girl, she’s had a bit of hard go of things, but she always comes out the other side with a sunny disposition I just simply cannot believe she could be dangerous. There must be some mistake.” “Trust us Ahjumma, there’s no mistake when we attempted to talk to her about this a few days ago she fled from us. She’s very dangerous. If you see her, please don’t approach her; if we’re not here then contact the police immediately.” Detective Lee said. Mrs. Kang nodded her before getting up to pour more tea. “Mrs. Kang, do you have cameras on your home?” Detective Lee ask, noticing the monitor by the front door. “Ahh, yes my kids insisted that I have it, I don’t think its needed by they worry about me being alone. They can tap into me in the home where they live in Daegu and Seoul. It makes them feel better, so I agreed.” “Do you have cameras on the outside too?” Mrs. Kang nodded. “Can we please see your monitors Mrs. Kang?” Detective Park replied. Mrs. Kang got up and ushered the men into her front living room. “The kids connected it to the tv I had no idea on how to work it but if you two know how…” Her voice trailed off as she gestured the remote control for the tv out to the two men; Detective Lee carefully accepted the remote from her hands and started the video feed. Slowly he put the video in reverse until he saw a figure walking out of the gate, and finally a taxi pulling into view. The feed was re-round until it played out fully. Three figures, the taxi driver, Park Han Jo and third heavily covered. The Detectives watched as the taxi driver hurried out of the cab to take the two bags from Park Han Jo, as she and another figured affectionately walked to the car, arms linked, the bundled figured hand patting the top of the older woman’s, hugging her tightly, kissing her cheek and helping get inside the car and closing the door. The figured stayed waving watching as they drove off before walking back behind the gate. The backed up the recording even further to what looked like late Monday night/early Tuesday morning as two figures, one a larger and the original bundled figured walked up to the gate, entered the code and walked inside. The figure was definitely familiar with the place. “That’s definitely them.” Detective Lee said. “Look at the way, the taller figure is walking, that’s consistent with the limp he got after a fight with another inmate in the facility that resulted in a severe injury to his knee.” “Yeah, I agree every part of me is screaming this is them alright. Let’s go forward see if they are still inside or if they have left for the day and how.” Detective Park said. Fast forwarding the tape, the two detectives watched as the two figures exited the home and walk down the block and out of the view of the camera.

“Chief Tuan its been two days and no activity at the home at all. We know they were there but they haven’t returned since they left on Wednesday. It’s now Thursday the premier is tomorrow I suggest we breach the house now.” Detective Park sat across from Chief Tuan at the dinning room table of Mrs. Kang, practically twitching to enter the home of Park Han Jo. “We know they were there, we know they aren’t there now. It’s a perfect time to go in.” Detective Park got up and began pacing. Chief Tuan leaned backed in the chair, steepling his fingers in front of his mouth and he chewed on his lip; face tight in thought. “Okay. Let’s do this right now. Get everyone assembled. We will do this as quickly as possible.” Detectives Park and Lee, along with Sergeant Nam shot up from their chairs and ran through the house gathering up the teams, getting geared up and prepared to enter in the home of Park Han Jo. Fifteen minutes later the two teams were assembled, Detective Park and Sergeant Nam, carefully the electronically picked the lock for the gate before cautiously moving towards the front door in teams of two. Once there the front door lock was all picked, Sergeant Nam began an initial floor sweep looking for any trip wires and using a depth sensory device checked the floors for any pressure sensitive bombs before moving the team forwards in the house. “Everything looks clear, bring it in guys.” Sergeant spoke into the radio. Detectives Park and Lee leading the way followed by Chief Tuan. “Detective Park, this is Sergeant Yoo, located the van in the garage. Bomb squad is currently going over it.” “Be careful and keep me informed.” Sweeping through the house from floor to floor room to room, it was clear both Jeong Hyun Soo and Min Ji Ho had in fact been staying in the home. Several make-up kits packaging was found, along with articles about the movie premier, catalogues with various dresses circled and hair magazines. “She’s definitely planning on attending the premier, the question is will she look like her self or not.” Detective Lee said. “Among some of the items found is a receipt for a gown and work jumpsuits, some one get online and look this dress up I want everyone to have a copy of what the dress looks like.” He continued. Detective Park carefully walked around the van eyeing all the contents displayed by the bomb squad. “More bomb making materials, fast food wrappers. Nothing to really say where they went after they fled from us on Monday. They may have just parked by the Han river and stayed there until they could have made their way here” Sergeant Yoo said. “I don’t buy that. The had to have acquired another vehicle. We say them walk away from the house and they haven’t been seen since and they wouldn’t just leave the van, we’ve already confirmed the plates don’t match, have you verified the whereabouts of the car it belongs too?” Detective Park asked. “I Sergeant Yang is following up with that right now Sir.” The younger male replied. Detectives Park and Lee met with Chief Tuan. “Sir, all that we know for certain is that they are going to the movie premier, we still don’t know anything and its pissing me off” Detective Lee all but spat out. “It’s like they are constantly two steps ahead of us and we are constantly trying to play catch up.” He added, his frustrations mounting; he sighed as he raked both hands through his hair. Detective Park gripped Detective Lee by the shoulders and gave him a firm shake. “Well this is what we do know, they are planning on being at the movie premier and so will we.”

Friday: Premier Day/Night

“Jeong Hyun Soo…” Min Ji Ho cooed at the man as she smoothed on make-up putty and additional make up on to his face. “You are going to be so handsome when I’m done with you; once you’ve got your suit on you will look as though you should be in the movie and not holding a camera in front of all those awful celebrities. Except for Kim Seokjin. He’s perfect remember that, when you are filming him you must make sure he looks like the angel he is. Promise me.” “Will that make you happy?” Jeong mumbled out. “That will make me so happy!” “Then I will do my best for you then.” Jeong smiled showing nearly perfect teeth, the fake dentures Ji Ho insisted he wear impairing his speech. “Today, we will get Dara. Then later tonight we will Kim Seokjin and remind him that he belongs to me and dispose of that thing he’s been associated with.” Ji Ho commented as she applied putty to smooth out the wrinkles near his eyes. “That will make Ji Ho happy, and then we can be together?” Jeong mumbled. “Yes of course.” Ji Ho voice dripped like honey off of a spoon, smiling a smile that didn’t even begin to meet her eyes. Ji Ho had no intention of fulling being with Jeong, as far as she was concerned he was simply a means to an end, and full expendable. As soon as that bitch was dead by the hands of Jeong, and Kim Seokjin was secured she was leaving with him; Jeong would be left holding the bag for murder and kidnapping and she would be on her way to a happy life with the only other person she loved in this world other than her aunt. She’d already made arrangements to travel by boat from Seoul to Jeju Island, and from there to Nagasaki, Japan. In Japan she had already prepared their home where they would live, fully stocked with food and supplies and everything needed to live happily ever after with Kim Seokjin. Later that evening wearing work jumpsuits they knocked on the trailer occupied by Dara. “Delivery Miss.” Ji Ho announced, voice sounding as young as possible. Dara slid opened the van door to the delight of the huge basket of fruit being extended to her; suddenly she was shoved back into her trailer and Ji Ho was on top of her. Dara’s eyes went wild as her arms flailed, she whimpered as the prick of a needle jabbed into the soft spot of her shoulder. Terror filled her eyes as she heard the figures above her speak. “Tie her up good make sure she cannot speak or make a sound.”

“Sweetheart, you are absolutely breathtaking.” Jin smiled fondly at you as his eyes roamed over your sitting figure at the vanity. Jin would never get tired of that sight, you sitting, fussing with your hair, or make-up completing or starting your look, you were absolutely beautiful, and Jin could simply stare and watch you for hours. You turned giggling at him, shooting him a wink as you put on your earrings. You turned back to the mirror and admired yourself, even you would admit that you were absolutely stunning tonight. Femi, Siti, and Sariyah had once again worked their magic on you. Your make-up and nails were expertly done to compliment the purple of your dress. Femi had styled the eighteen inches of box braids you were currently wearing in high bun; the tracking device secured around a braid. “Sweetheart, I’ve got something for you.” You turned smiling at Jin. “Kim Seokjin, you have to stop spoiling me, I will expect this kind of treatment regularly when we’re married at this rate.” You said laughing. Standing up, walking over to you with a box in hand, Jin gently bent at the waist and kissed the shell of your ear. “Well you absolutely should expect it, I’ve got no plans to stop spoiling my girl anytime soon. Tonight, you will be introduced to the world as my queen, and I simply want you to look the part.” Carefully removing the lid from the box, Jin presented you with a silver and pearl accented Swarovski Crystal tiara. The filigree pattern filled with crystal with two tiny pearl accents near the top was simply gorgeous; you sat there utterly speechless as your eyes tried to take in every detail of it. “Do you like (Y/N)?” Jin’s voice full of affection and wonderment. “Jin I… Oh my God, Jin.” Your voice was a breathy sigh. “I showed it to Femi earlier and she said that it would slip right around the base of your bun just like this.” Jin, carefully lifted the tiara from the box and secured it around your high bun, gently pushing it in between the space of a few braids. “There. My Queen now has her proper crown.” Jin placed a sweet kiss against your temple and turned you back to the front of the mirror. The tiara fit perfectly and matched the tear drop earrings you were wearing that night. “Kim Seokjin, I love you!” Your lips crashed on to his as your hands interlocked behind his neck, Jin welcomed the kiss, his hands slipping to your waist drawing you in closer to him. His tongue pulling yours into his mouth, as he began to dominate the kiss; you moaned into the kiss, pressing your body further into his, your hands were making their way to Jin’s belt buckle when the doorbell rang, causing a Jin to groan in frustration. “Worst fucking timing ever!” He said. “Perfect timing actually. I’m not sure we had time for a quickie blowjob anyway.” You stood up, pecking his lips walking out the bedroom, leaving Jin to adjust himself. On the other side of the door stood Seo, Song, and Officer Lee. “Hello Gentlemen, please come in.” Officer Lee stood there slightly frozen, just staring. “Officer Lee is everything alright?” You asked. “She’s gorgeous, isn’t she?” Jin said, snaking his arm around your waist and kissing your temple. “I’m sorry, please forgive me. You look beautiful.” Officer Lee finally spoke, making you blush. Over the course of the next ten minutes Officer Lee calibrated both the physical tracking devices that you were Jin were wearing as well as the software that was being used on your phone. A second security briefing was done with Seo and Song and the two you. Finally, the night had arrived.

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Genre: Fluff (?), smut in the next part Length: 4.2k Warnings: mild sexual hints Author”s note: I cut the part in two because it was getting a bit too long, so all the smut will be in the next part.

Part 1 | Part 2 |

You like people. You really do. It’s just that sometimes, they can get a bit loud, and you’ll be the first to run and hide. Which is why you do not, at all, belong in a reality TV show. But when the leader or your group announced it with a smile and an excited hop, you thought that it wouldn’t be so bad. And that surely, surely, the producers would have asked someone like Lilly, your group member and almost like your excited little sister, with a voice of gold, or your same-aged sister Minhee, with her wit and intellect, and flawless face. But still, here you are, in a room full of managers and producers, and camera crew, and other celebrities, who are no doubt way more famous than you are. Your group has only debuted about a year ago, with powerful music, and even more powerful dancing, that has, in words of your manager, taken the world by storm. He’s quite melo-dramatic.

You’re sat in your chair, curiously peering around the filled room, and bow your head politely every time a new face enters, that you don’t immediately recognize. You’re sat next to Yuta from the boy group NCT, since the two of you have been on stage together before. He’s a well-behaved, soft-spoken young man, though that attitude seems to take a one-eighty on stage more often than not. You can relate. Sometimes, being in front of that many people is a lot more comfortable when you put on a confident front. Yuta talks softly, a nice background noise as he points all the people he recognizes to you, laughing a bit when you gape at a familiar name of face. You guys you would consider the two of you friends.

When everyone is seated, you look around the room at all the people who will be starring with you. There’s some very familiar variety stars, like Kim Heechul, who are nicely listening to the briefing about the show. You’re going to be living with these people for a month, in a show called Roommates. One of the managers clears his throat, so you turn to him with all the attention you can muster.

“Right. Thank you all for coming here today, we are glad to have all of you here. The show will air in about three months, starting on September 2nd. Now for the house rules. For everyone’s safety and comfort, you each have a pager that calls a staff member. Not that we are expecting anything to happen, but should a situation occur, you are safe with your pager. The women and men have sleeping rooms on opposite sides of the house, that you share with one other person, so please keep that in mind and respect other’s people’s boundaries.”

He pushes up his glasses, and turns to Heechul. “That means, don’t leave your underwear out in public, Heechul.” Everyone laughs softly as the confronted man puts on a dramatic shocked face, before the manager continues. “There are camera’s and mics in every room of the apartment, except for the shower and toilet, of course. We will also cut down the footage, so any parts that might be considered less than PG will be cut out of the airing. Make no mistake, there is strictly-”

The briefing is cut short when the door of the meeting room is pushed open with multiple soft apologies, as a man with a black baseball cap covering his face enters, bowing deeply to the managers and other people collected. He takes a seat then, right opposite from you, putting down his gym bag next to him. “I’m so sorry I’m late.” You bite your lip, as you look at the man who is still looking down so that his hat is covering his face from you. That voice sounds so familiar. “Our dance practice got prolonged, since Chanyeol kept messing up his moves.” When he lifts his head at the laughter of others, you just hold in a gasp.

That’s Kim Minseok. The actual Kim Minseok, Xiumin from Exo, the group that got you to audition as an idol yourself. His pitch black hair is pushed back from his face, tucked under the baseball cap. He’s make-up free, with his perfect brows and perfect lips on display, as he blinks a couple of times, nodding his head at Yuta. You know that they are quite familiar with each other, Exo and Nct, as groups of the same company. Your group has debuted under SM as well, but you’ve never gotten the chance to see them in person.

Minseok’s sharp dark eyes move from Yuta to you then, making your entire body tingle under his gaze. God- could you be any more of a fangirl? You just lick your lips, and look back at the manager now he resumes his briefing, but you can feel Minseok’s eyes bore into you from across the table, where he sits slumped in his seat a bit. “Good to see you join us, Minseok.” He pushes up his glasses, and continues. After a second, your eyes flash over to the shape in front of you though, in his sleeveless top, revealing his trained off arms, that make you swallow. You catch Minseok’s eyes again, and are this time too enchanted to look away. “As I was saying, there is strictly no fraternizing with your co-stars. If we catch ear of any more than suspicious activity, you will be kicked from the show immediately.”

Though the words reach you, they don’t really process. Minseok tilts his head back a little when you blink at him, looking at you with a painfully neutral expression. Why the hell is he looking at you like that, what is going through his head? “I know there will be a lot of attractive people collected in one house, but any sexual activity with the others is against the rules.” Minseok peeks out his tongue ever so slowly, as you lean back in your chair as far ass possible to disguise the thumping of your chest. How can a single person be that attractive? He cocks his head ever so slightly, before winking at you, and then tearing his eyes away from you completely, the spell broken. You seem to have totally blanked out the last part of the briefing, so you look up quickly, as you swallow the tight feeling in your chest. Did Kim Minseok really just wink at you?

“If there are any further questions, please contact your managers. They have been briefed, so any questions can be forwarded to them. Okay, I think that is all for today. You are free to go.” People applaud, bowing and thanking people for their hard work, as you sit blankly staring at your hands. What just happened? When people are standing up, you look up from your daze, to watch Kim Minseok leave his seat, laughing with Heechul about something. Yuta stands up next to you too, tapping your shoulder softly. “Hey, are you okay? You look a little pale.” You look up at the brown haired man, who is giving you a worried frown, and push yourself up.

“Yeah. Totally fine. I just kind of blanked out.” You smile, looking over Yuta’s shoulder to just see Minseok leave the room, running a hand through his hair before putting his cap back on, while talking animatedly with some of the others. You just take a deep breath in and shake your head. You must have just imagined that entire thing. There’s no way in hell Kim freaking Minseok would wink at you like that. You give Yuta a soft smile then, and nod your head to the door, as you take your jacket. “Want to go get some coffee? I think I need it.”

The next time you see Minseok is on the practice round of the show, though you do everything in your power to ignore him completely. You will not be caught staring at a member of one of the most popular groups like a love-struck fangirl for the life of you. In the meantime, Yuta has introduced you to RM, the tall and handsome leader of Bts, who is both smart and funny. Or more accurately, punny. You laugh happily along with something RM has said, when an arm brushes yours. It’s barely there, but sends a shiver down your spine, so you look behind you. Minseok, dressed in a sleeveless blue sweater, is walking past, talking to a woman you don’t recognize. She’s an actor, you think. They smile to each other in conversation, as you blink in confusion. He doesn’t even acknowledge you. You turn back to your own conversation, sighing deeply. Does that man only have sleeveless shirts, or what? RM beams down at you with an adorable smile, Yuta swinging an arm around you. You don’t really know what they are talking about, but laugh along anyway, deciding to not pay any attention to the raven haired man anymore. You will not let yourself go crazy this easily.

Rehearsals go quite quickly, as the camera man point out the do’s and don’ts in the apartment, and show each of you your rooms. You’re sleeping with an singer you recognize quite well, who introduces herself as Sunmi. She’s beautiful, and very sweet, introducing herself with a bow, even though she’s both older, and a sunbae. When all of the people are ready viewing their rooms, they call you all to collect in the living room. Yuta walks over with a triumphant grin.

“Guess who I’m sleeping with?” He beams, poking your sides enthusiastically. You just pull up your shoulders, allowing him to spill his clear giddiness. “Kim Heechul.” He slaps your back excitedly, before looking around the room, for said man. Seems there’s someone else that doesn’t want to show his fanboy side. When you both spot Heechul in conversation with Sunmi, and the other woman Minseok was talking to earlier, he turns to you. “Who are you sleeping with?”

You hum, nodding your head while you speak. “Sunmi. She’s lovely, I’m glad I don’t feel too shy around her.”

Yuta grins, shaking his head. “Shy? I’ve seen you on stage, Y/N. You’re anything but shy.”

“And I’ve seen you off stage,” you point out, nodding at RM who walks over politely, continuing, “don’t tell me you’re the same person off and on stage.” You grin when a blush spreads over Yuta’s face. “Who are you sleeping with, RM?”

RM pulls his fingers through his brassy hair, that complements his skin color nicely, and smiles. “Lee Hyungsong. He’s a musical actor.”

Yuta nods. “I’ve seen some of his stuff. It’s very impressive what he can do with his voice.” As the two boys lose themselves in conversation, you bite your lip and look around, unable to help yourself. You don’t immediately spot Minseok, which makes you kind of relieved. But curiosity does crawl over you. You tap your hands on your thighs, before just blurting it out.

“Do any of you know who Kim Minseok sleeps with?” Both men look at you when you question it, small frowns coming on their face.

It’s Yuta who speaks up first. “Uhm, no idea. Why do you ask?”

It’s then you want to slap yourself for your question then. What normal reason would any person have to question something like that. Luckily, RM cuts in before Yuta get’s too weirded out. “I think he’s roomed with Kang Daniel.”

“Oh,” you nod, eyeing your shoes, “just… it’s crazy to have someone like him in the same program as me, you know. I really love his music.” Both RM and Yuta nod, agreeing with your explanation as you let out a breath in relief.

RM smiles softly then, looking at you now. “I really love your music as well, Y/N.” He points his fingers, before clumsily starting to dance your last hit’s point move, while you laugh loudly. Yuta grins and joins in too then, and eventually you too, the tree of you laughing loudly. It’s only when someone clears their throat behind you, that you stop mid-move, lowering your hands awkwardly.

Of course, it’s Minseok, who’s stood behind you three, and holds out a hand to RM. “Namjoon, nice to see you again. Congratulations on the success with DNA.” RM smiles widely, dimple appearing as he shakes the shorter man’s hand.

“You too. I really enjoyed Power, the dance moves are very cool.” Minseok bows his head a little in gratitude, before giving Yuta a hand as well, while you take a step back in embarrassment. Yuta happily shakes his sunbae’s hand, pulling him into a small hug in the process. Minseok laughs and pats his back a couple of times, before breaking away.

“How are all the Dream boys doing, Yuta? You guys should bring the whole gang over again soon, I’ll convince Junmyeon.” He smiles, while Yuta happily thanks the older man, agreeing with a smile. It’s only then, when he takes a step back, and turns to you. He still has a friendly smile, though when he takes you in, his eyes seem to tell a different story. They rake all the way up your body, resting on your lips for way longer than necessary, where you are sinking your teeth into them, before connecting his eyes with yours and giving you a hand. When he speaks, his voice is smooth, and deeper than you remember it to be, the words rolling off his tongue easily. “I don’t think we’ve met yet. Exo’s Xiumin. It’s very nice to meet you, Y/N, I’m quite the fan of your work.” When you stare at him with wide eyes for a second, shaking his hand absentmindedly, he laughs, the melody making your heart shake even harder. “Your dances are harder than most male dances, it’s very impressive.”

“Ah, thank you,” you mumble, lowering your eyes from his mischievous cat-like ones, “I’m a big fan of your work, also.”

Something lights up in Minseok’s eyes, as he leans forward. “You’re an Exo fan?” He asks, a gummy grin on display now.

You quickly look up, surprised at his closeness as you scramble back your answer. “Well, I follow your dances, mostly. I don’t- don’t exactly have the time to be an Exo fan.”

“Hmm,” he takes a step back, to your relief, tilting his head cutely. How can someone go from soul-crushingly sexy to adorable that quickly? “but you know about us, right? Who is your favorite?” He raises his eyebrows playfully, as his jaw moves back and forward, waiting for an answer that you will not give him, not in a million years. Truth is, you always thought the maknae was your favorite, with his perfect jawline and incredible dance moves, but now you’re starting to doubt everything.

“Don’t have one.” You shrug, hoping he just takes the answer, so you can get him to bother someone else and let your heart intact.

Minseok groans at that though, a sound that makes your eyes widen. “Oh, come on. Everyone has a favorite. Is it Junmyeon?” He asks, receiving a small denying shake of your head in turn. He smiles. “Yixing? Baekhyun? Jongdae?” At each name you give a negative answer, as your mind runs at options as for how to get out of this situation. “Chanyeol? Kyungsoo? Kai?” You breathe in deeply when he get’s to the end of the line, his eyes swimming with amusement now. He looks like he’s enjoying your suffering, as he bites down his lip teasingly. “Sehun?”

You just take a deep breath, deciding you are done with the games. You’re not going to let this man drive you crazy like this. “Sehun.” You nod, enjoying the small twitch in his brow as you give him a deviant look. “I really like his dancing, and he’s so handsome.” Though his eyes glare for a second, he recovers quickly, putting on his professional smile again.

He looks around the small circle of people, as if forgotten they were there at all, and puts his hands in his pockets. “I’ll be sure to tell him. Maybe he can take you out some time then.” You just nod, putting on a brave face, as Minseok grins widely, shaking his head at himself. “Well, I’ll see you around, Y/N.” He waves a hand, before turning around, and walking off towards some of the other people talking. You take a deep breath when watching his retreating form, and his muscular arms, before facing the other two men again.

Yuta’s eyes flick between you and Minseok a couple of times, before he rests on you, eyes wide and questioning. “What was that all about?”

You just feign innocence, and pout at him in question. “What was what?”

“That. That whole conversation there. Minseok is normally not like that… and you’re not like that either.” He points at you with a finger, as you shrug, and wrap your hand around his to make his finger bend back in.

“I have no clue what you’re taking about, Yuta.”

The day that rings the actual day of filming is upon you now, as your group members cheer you off excitedly. Your leader Soomin smiles proudly, and pulls you in for a hug for the last time. “Have fun! Be careful! And don’t dance the entire night away, Y/N. I have put Yuta on Y/N watch, so you better get your sleep in.”

You smile at her, and pat your belly with a pout. “I’m our groups main dancer. I don’t want to get mushy.” Right when you finish speaking, someone swings their arms around you, placing a kiss on your cheek with a giggle.

“You’re already mushy, missy.” Minhee beams, turning you towards her. She pokes your cheeks then, laughing brightly. “Right here.” Another poke on your lips. “And here.” Then, her eyes gleam with mischief, and before you know it, she has thrown you over her shoulder with an amused squeal, and the laughter of your other group members. “And right here!” She announces loudly, while you shake with laughter, and slaps your butt.

“Minhee!!” You yelp then, and wiggle out of her hold with a flushed face, looking around the parking lot. All twelve people who will be staying in the house are preparing to go inside after all, and you are sure most of them have caught what just occurred. Daniel smiles widely, giving you a knowing nod, before you turn to her with a fake frown. “Are you crazy?! I should have you arrested, or something.” You glare at her, before breaking out in a laugh, as she hugs you again.

Suddenly, sniffles fill your ear, as you pull back in surprise. Minhee is pulling an ugly crying face, thick tears welling up in her eyes now. “I’m gonna miss you so much!!” She sobs, as you turn to your leader for help. Soomin shakes her head with a smile, and puts a hand on Minhee’s shoulder, who immediately runs into a tight embrace. Minhee has always been a huge drama queen.

You turn to your youngest member then, who is waiting politely with a smile to the side, hopping over happily when you put out a hand at her. Lilly is very tall, even though she’s younger than you, and pulls you into a tight hug too, kissing your forehead. “Be careful, Y/N! Sleep in for once, please. You can practice later. Now you should have fun, okay?” She smiles, her nose scrunching up adorably in the process. You nod, and hug her back, before turning back to the other two. Minhee is now done crying, and wipes her hands under her eyes, while all four of you pull each other into a group hug.

“Right,” a female manager announces, “it’s time to go inside now. I hope you all got to say goodbye for now. You’ll see each other soon again.” You pout but let go of your friends, walking backwards towards the house while waving at them for the last time in a while. Suddenly, you bump into someone, and apologize profusely. “I’m so sorry. I wasn’t paying attention.”

Heechul smiles, shaking his head at your apology. “Don’t worry about it.” He grins and gives you a teasing wink. “I tend to have that affect on people.” An arm comes to rest on his shoulder, pulling him back a bit, as another woman comes to walk next to him. It’s the actress that was talking to them last time, you recognize her long black hair.

“The affect of people wanting to drive you over, yes.” She gleams, as Heechul fakes hurt, laughing with you. “Hi,” she offers then, “I’m Son Minah. Nice to formally meet you now.”

“Likewise,” you bow, “very nice to meet you. I’m Mercy’s main dancer Y/N.”

Minah nods, before you can feel a tap on your arm, and you excuse yourself. Yuta grins widely, and pokes your cheek, pushing against your shoulder teasingly. “Hey, mushy. That was quite the goodbye.” You just put out your tongue, and push him back. “You should have seen the boys from Exo. They looked traumatized. Minhee is quite the character.”

That puts a hitch in your breath. “Exo?” You prompt, looking at the side of your friend’s face. “The actual Exo saw that happen?” He just shrugs, not really confirming or denying, and continues walking. In yourself you cringe harshly, but when you get to the door, you shake it off as best as possible. Even if Exo saw that happen, that doesn’t directly mean Minseok was watching. He was most likely busy saying goodbye to people himself, after all.

It occurs to you suddenly that you will be spending an entire month, in close proximity with the man who has, since the very start, been driving you nuts. It’s so hard to understand him. Some days he’s up in your face, biting his lips seductively, and the next he’s walking around not even acknowledging your existence. You don’t understand Kim Minseok at all, that’s for sure. You are determined not to let yourself slip for him, however.

After settling into your room, and laughing with Sunmi at the tiny wardrobe that barely fit half of your clothes, everyone decides to collect in the living room, to talk a little. Filming has started from as soon as you walked through the door, but with all the staff around, it didn’t feel as strange. Now though, all alone, it does feel quite awkward to have your every move watched and recorded. You take a seat next to Minah on the black couches, staying silent as people engage in small talk. There’s a few faces missing still, one of them being Minseok. The safe feeling doesn’t last very long however, as he and his roommate come to walk around the corner.

He hops on the couch across from you, sitting down casually, his one leg resting on his knee, while crossing his arms over his chest loosely. He’s wearing sleeves, finally, a white shirt that seems too tight because you can see the shape of his pecks through anyway. Though he seems turned to conversation, his eyes are on you, as you almost expected. You don’t dare to keep his gaze like you did before, uncomfortable with the idea that the camera’s are filming it all, but Minseok looks like he couldn’t care less. In fact, he seems to be making it into a game, making you flustered with only looks and teasing gestures.

You quickly turn to Hyungsong, the musical actor, as he continues a story, though it’s impossible not to look at Minseok every couple of seconds. “With only two cars left now, we powered through up the mountain, determined to get to the show hall on time…” A small raise of Minseok’s brow. “Turns out, even the staff had trouble getting up the hill, and burned through a motor themselves as well.” There’s laughing that rings out, while you join softly. Minseok parts his lips just a bit, biting down on them as he looks away. Unable to help yourself, you let out a frustrated sigh. You cannot at all understand this man, and it’s driving you mad. You don’t even know why you care this much.

Turns out, your sigh was louder than you thought it to be, clear when everyone turns to you. Ever so innocent, RM leans forward with a small pout. “Are you okay, Y/N?”

There’s a small laugh then, while you furrow your brows at the sound, turning to Minseok. He’s looking at you with eyes shining in amusement, while people look between the two of you curiously. He grins, before letting words roll off his tongue smoothly. “She’s still shy from earlier, I guess. I must admit, it was quite amusing.” Though his tone is teasing, and followed with laughter from the others, you can’t help but find it less than nice. You look down at your feet while he continues, seemingly oblivious of your mood. “You’d think the main dancer of such an active girl group, would have a little less to grab.”

You swallow, before standing up suddenly. You may be a hoobae to almost everyone here, but you’re not about to let yourself be put down by a self-centered man who thinks he can say whatever he pleases. “At least I’m appreciated for more than just my nice arms!” You burst out, glaring down at him with balled fists. Before anyone can say anything more, you’re out of the room, pulling the door closed behind you too hard.

Yeah, you’re off to a nice start.

Thank you so much for reading!! This started off as a drabble request, but I somehow turned it into a two part-er? I hope you enjoyed it and thank you so much for requesting! (I’m sorry it took so long)

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martini-shaken-not-stirred · 7 years ago

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BTS reactions- Another member is in love with their s/o

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Kim Namjoon:

You were cooking in your apartment that you shared with Namjoon and you were waiting for him to come home from the shops. You heard a knock, you shook your head and went to open the door. “What did you forget your key agai- Taehyung?” Taehyung smiled at you sheepishly. “Hey Y/N, can i come in?” You welcomed him in, “You just missed Namjoon he went to the shops.” You went back to cooking and Taehyung followed you into the kitchen. “That’s actually good, i came to talk to you.” Your eyes widened and you turned back to him, “Oh okay what’s wrong?” Taehyung bit at his lip nervously, “Aw come on Tae you can tell me.” You playfully hit his shoulder. “Y/N, I’m in love with you.” You stood confused and unsure of how to answer and Taehyung looked away, “I know you’re with Namjoon-hyung, i just wanted you to know.” You nodded and sighed in relief as you heard the door open, “Hey Y/N something smells goo- oh hi Taehyung everything okay?” You looked sympathetically at Taehyung whose eyes pleaded not to tell Namjoon, “Yeah he’s fine he just wanted to talk to me.” He put the bags down, “Oh about what?” You and Taehyung both knew he would find out sooner or later and Taehyung took a breath. “Hyung, before you say anything, i know nothing can happen, but, I’m kind of in love with Y/N,” You saw Namjoon’s jaw clench, “But I’m not going to act on it, i can see she cares about you, so I’ll just be going.” Taehyung walked out and Namjoon was left smirking. “What?” He pulled you in close, “I’m so glad I’m with you.”

Kim Seokjin:

“Um Y/N-noona can i talk to you please?” You felt a tug on your sleeve and turned to see Jungkook. You were currently watching Jin practice a dance with Hoseok. “Yeah of course, what’s up Kookie?” He gulped and looked away from your gaze. “What do i do if i like someone who’s in a relationship?” You softly patted Jungkook on the shoulder. “Aw, well do you love this person?” He nodded, “I’d normally say you’re going to have to leave it and try and move on, but maybe you tell her your feelings, you never know she might not be in the right relationship.” His eyes lit up, “Oh um okay, um Y/N-noona, I’m in love with you.” You stood frozen, “You’re what?” You turned to see Jin looking furiously at the maknae. Jungkook’s expression dropped, “Jin let me handle this,” You turned to Jungkook and took his hand. “Jungkook you’re really sweet and kind, but i really love Jin, I’m sorry. You’ll find the right person, but that’s not me.” He nodded solemnly and walked away. “You still love me right?” You laughed and buried your face into Jin’s chest and he held you, “Yes of course i do Jin-ah.”

Min Yoongi:

Jimin has been acting strangely towards you recently so you decided to call him out on it. “Jiminie what’s wrong you’ve been acting differently.” He blushed and bit his lip, “I really like you Y/N.” He put his hand on your hip and went to lean in. “What the fuck?” Yoongi was standing in the doorway, your face twisted in surprise and moved away from Jimin, “It’s not what it looks like.” You tried to explain. Yoongi overlooked your excuse and pinned Jimin to the wall by his collar, “Don’t touch her.” Jimin scoffed. “You don’t own her.” You bit your lip, “Actually Jimin, we’re dating.” His eyebrows furrowed, “You you’re with him you’re dating Yoongi?” He stuttered awkwardly and Yoongi slowly let him go, “We haven’t told anyone yet.” Yoongi put an arm around your waist. Jimin nodded, “Sorry hyung, i didn’t realise, i wouldn’t have made a move if i knew, take care of her.” He walked out. You turned sadly to Yoongi, “Should i feel bad right now?” Yoongi tilted his head, “No, why? Do you?” You smiled, “No, perhaps it’s because i have you.” Yoongi smirked and pulled you close and kissed your cheek.

Jung Hoseok:

“Hobi could you make me a coffee please?” You pulled your puppy eyes and Hoseok’s expression softened and he kissed your temple and got up. Yoongi followed him out and coughed, “Y/N can i quickly talk to you before Hoseok comes back.” You hesitantly nodded. “I think I’m in love with you.” Your mouth gaped open and you tried to think of a response. “Uhm tell me what to say.” He looked away, “I know you’re with Hoseok right now but, would you ever give me a chance?” You smiled sympathetically but shook your head, “I’m sorry Yoongi but I’m well and truly in love with Hoseok. I’m sorry if I’ve caused you pain, it must hurt to see me with him all the time.” Yoongi nodded and looked down. “I’ll just go see how that coffee’s coming.” You awkwardly walked into the kitchen and Hoseok had his back to you, before you could talk to him he spoke your mind. “You said no right?” He turned with his arms crossed. “Yes of course i said no, i love you too much to give anyone else a second glance.” He seemed to relax and he took your hand and kissed you. “Good.” You cocked your head, “You weren’t jealous of Yoongi were you?” He scoffed and turned to the whistling kettle, “What no.” You laughed and wrapped your arms around his waist.

Park Jimin:

“Hoseok said what.” You gulped as Jimin towered over you, “I of course told him that i’m with you and wouldn’t say yes to dating him as i think of him as a friend.” Jimin was rolling his tongue round his mouth, “I’m still going to kill him.” You stood up and placed your arms around his neck, “No Jiminie don’t hurt the poor boy, he’s just confused and he’s your friend.” He sighed and wrapped his arms around your waist and let out a long breath. “I just love you so much and you could do so much better, like Hoseok for example. I’m just scared to lose you.” You blushed and felt him bury his face in your hair. “Jiminie, were you jealous.” He pulled back and bit his lip, “A little.” You giggled and kissed the tip of his nose. “How about i show you how much i love you, and not Hoseok.” He smirked and picked you up bridal style and kicked open your bedroom door.

Kim Taehyung:

You were sat with Taehyung watching a random film he found, when your phone beeped, displaying a text from Jin.

Y/N, are you alone right now?

No? I’m sat with Tae why?

I need to tell you something.

Okay? What’s wrong?

I kind of have feelings for you..

Y/N?

Please say something?

I’m sorry Jin, i’m in love with Taehyung, nothing can happen between us.

I see, i’m sorry for disturbing you and Taehyung. Goodnight

You felt your heart ache and Taehyung noticed. “Everything okay?” You sighed and handed Tae your phone, you could see him tense up as he read through. He handed you back the phone without saying a word. “Tae? You okay?” He looked back at you. “Oh yeah i’m fine, i’m totally used to guys confessing to my girlfriend it’s totally fine.” You laughed and kissed his cheek. “You’re not actually jealous of him are you? You know i’m dating you right?” He showed off his famous box-smile grin. “Yeah you are.” He pulled you close and showered you with kisses.

Jeon Jungkook:

Jungkook came over to you quickly and sat down taking your hand roughly. “Ouch, Jungkook let go, it hurts.” He stuttered an apology and let go, but held onto your arm and leaned into you. “What’s the matter Kook-ah?” He pouted at you. “Do you think Namjoon-hyung is smart?” You frowned at his question. “Well yeah, why’d you ask?” Jungkook looked away, “Would you..date him?” You were speechless. “No! How could you say that?” He looked back at you and became serious. “I overheard him and Jin-hyung talking and he said that he likes you.” You chuckled and intertwined your fingers with his. “Yes Namjoon is very smart, but i wouldn’t leave you for him, I love you Jungkookie.” He smiled and kissed your cheek. “And by the way you’re adorable when you’re jealous.” Jungkook pouted and went to speak but you shushed him, “Pouting isn’t helping your case,” He sighed and cuddled into you more.

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sweetseda · 7 years ago

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xiaobaoblog · 4 years ago

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Intelligent Watch

Smart watch is a watch with information processing ability and meets the basic technical requirements of watch.

In addition to indicating the time, the smart watch shall also have one or more of reminder, navigation, calibration, monitoring, interaction, etc

Development background

With the development of mobile technology, many traditional electronic products also began to add mobile functions. For example, in the past, they can only use watches to see time. Now they can also be connected to the Internet through smart phones or home networks to display incoming call information, twitter, news feeds, weather information and so on.

This new watch can be called a smart watch. Some are on sale and some are still in the sample test stage.Such products are mainly designed for consumers to use when it is inconvenient to use smart phones, such as when they are riding a bike or when their hands are full of things.

Types of smart watches

1. Adult smart Watch

Functions: Bluetooth can synchronize mobile phone calls, send and receive text messages, monitor sleep, monitor heart rate, sedentary reminder, running steps, remote photography, music playback, video recording, compass and other functions. It is designed for fashion trend people!

2. Elderly smart Watch

Functions: ultra precision, family call, emergency call, heart rate monitoring, sedentary reminder, medication reminder and many other functions specially customized for the elderly. It provides an umbrella for the elderly to travel. Take this watch and refuse the elderly to get lost again!GPS positioning

3. Children's positioning smart Watch

Functions: multiple positioning, two-way communication, remote monitoring, intelligent loss prevention, historical track, electronic fence, love reward and other functions to ensure children's safety and give children a healthy and safe growth environment!SOS distress pedometer

product development

Epson pulsense series smart watch ps-500

Introduction: Epson smart watch ps-500 has an LCD display, which can view the heart rate, walking steps, calorie burning and date / time in real time.The stored data can be transferred to online health and / or fitness service software through apple system or Android mobile application software, or transmitted through computer upload software.

The concept of smart watch has appeared at least 2000 years ago: Microsoft launched such a product in 2003.Many companies have started selling such products, including Sony, pebble, which has developed through crowdfunding channels, and I'm, an Italian company.

Sony "Smartwatch"

SmartWatch

This product needs to be used with Xperia, and can also be compatible with most Android phones based on Android system 2.1 and above.This smart watch is equipped with a color touch screen, the original wristband is a quality wristband, and 5 wristbands of different shapes can be selected.Sony black rubber

Because this smart watch needs to receive information from the smart phone, it cannot be too far away from the smart phone.The Bluetooth distance between the watch and the smartphone is about 30 feet.This smart watch has no sound function, but is equipped with vibration reminder function, so consumers are not easy to miss the received SMS.In addition, this smart watch has no input function and can only send some customized simple replies, such as "busy now" and so on.It uses Gmail as the email program, but can't read email attachments on the watch.Smartwatch requires two applications to set up, liveware manager and Smartwatch, both of which can be downloaded free of charge from Google play.Most Xperia phones come pre loaded with the liveware program.telecommunications

Smart watch pebble

Wimm one, a company called wimm labs in Los Altos, California, has also launched a similar smart watch named wimm one, which is mainly designed for developers.Wimm one ratioSony WiFiThe Smartwatch is slightly larger, with a stronger processor and two wireless communication functions, Bluetooth and, so it can work through the home network.Wimm one can be used for 30 hours after one charge.Six apps are pre installed on this smart watch, and users can download more free apps in the wimm micro app store beta.

Smart watch pebble

Allerta of the United States has released a new smart watch pebble, which is their second product since the launch of inpulse in 2009.Pebble's smart "selling point" is that it can connect with your iPhone or Android phone through Bluetooth. As long as a phone or text message comes in, the watch will vibrate and remind in time, and you can view, weather and schedule on it.

Google smart Watch

Patent map of Google smart Watch

2012In October, it obtained a patent for a smart watch with a flip up display.According to the patent documents, the watch can guide the direction, retrieve product information and display e-mail reminders.On January 25, 2013, businessinsider, a US technology blog, quoted people familiar with the matter as saying that Google had considered developing its own smart watch products.If Google finally launches a smart watch, it will be in line with the company's localized search strategy.Google's localized search strategy is to give information even before users ask, and provide that information quickly.For example, Google's field trip location application can provide users with real-time information related to the content users pay attention to when walking.Google will be able to easily put applications like field trip into smart watches.Google

Smart Z watch smart Watch

In the first year of smart watches, domestic enterprises did not lag behind. Smart devices officially launched zwatch smart watches in September 2013, which is also the first batch of smart wearable devices in China

Z watch smart Watch

Ready.The 1.54-inch multi touch screen, equipped with Android 4.3 operating system and modules, can be used as a mobile phone accessory or as an independent electronic product.Toughened glass WiFi module Bluetooth 4.0

Hopu Harper smart Watch

In 2013, Harper took the lead in launching the first 3G wearable product - Smart watch mobile phone Hopu ec309. Hopu ec309 adopts Android 4.04 version, built-in touchable screen focusing 3 million pixel camera, supports Bluetooth transmission, WCDMA / WiFi Internet access, and independently designs UI interface.It supports the insertion of SIM card, built-in (G-sensor), provides expansion interfaces for a variety of sensors and hardware, and downloads a large number of applications in the Android Market.Gravity sensor

Langjue intelligent quartz watch

Langjue smart Watch

An intelligent quartz watch developed by Langsheng Communication Co., Ltd. and langjue, Switzerland. From the appearance, it is a traditional watch.In fact, it is a quartz watch movement, Intel smart chip and ultra-thin smart watch. It can match with Android phones and iPhones, receive incoming call reminders, SMS / QQ / wechat / microblog / Facebook information, and support visual remote control mobile phone photography.When the system is not woken up, it is a traditional quartz watch. Unlike other smart watches, it needs to wake up the system or light the screen for a long time to save power.The quartz watch and Android system of this watch are powered respectively. The button battery of quartz watch can be used for more than two years, and the Android system can stand by for 140 hours.Stainless steel quartz watch transparent display

Glory watch 2

It is a smart watch product of glory.Glory magicwatch 2 is equipped with the world's first BT / ble dual-mode 5.1 wearable chip Kirin A1. It supports super Bluetooth, greatly improves the connection transmission rate and widens the Bluetooth connection distance range[11] NFC access card function

Glory watch GS Pro

Glory watch GS Pro is the first outdoor intelligent sports watch launched by glory,It has passed the high-intensity quality standard test, with 25 days of super long endurance, 100 sports modes and 14 military regulations.The glory watch GS Pro features a round dial design with a 1.39 inch AMOLED display

ZTE

ZTE axon watch adopts a round dial with gold, black gold and silver.Screen 1.4 "400×400 pixel AMOLED screen with a 42 mm dial and a thickness of 11.5 mm.This is basically the same as the traditional watch design style, and is also similar to the previous inwatch smart watch.The surface adopts Corning gorilla + Sapphire Diamond crystal coated glass. In addition to touch control, the watch has its own speaker. It also supports gesture action, voice command and other control methods, focusing on sports and health data monitoring.Axion watch is equipped with Qualcomm apq8026 processor, supplemented by 512MB memory and 4GB body storage space. Such hardware configuration has also reached the mainstream[13]

Xinli etimer

Xinli smart Watch

Etimer is the name of smart product launched by Xinli. At present, the first generation etimer and etimer s have been developed and designed, as well as the second generation heart rate smart watch etimer 2 [14].Next, there is the smart Bracelet etimer g, the latest product etimer 3.Etimer s smart watch [15] supports IOS and Android system platforms and Bluetooth headset function. It can realize various functions such as telephone, information, voice command and so on in close cooperation with smart phone. Iteration

Baidu smart Watch

2014On December 29, 2014, baidu released Baidu smart watch v1.0.It is reported that the operation of Baidu watch app is quite intelligent. Users only need to turn their wrists to open the app, and then search through voice.When the watch is connected to the mobile terminal through Bluetooth, the user only needs to click a specific result, and the mobile terminal can display more complete search content.Baidu claims to say what you want to search in front of the watch. After waiting for a few seconds, the search results will be displayed on the dial in the form of corresponding words or pictures.

2014Annual progress

Android Wear

2014On June 26, 2006, at Google's I / O developer conference, Google released Android wear, an operating system specifically for smart watches. At the same time, Samsung and LG launched gear live, G watch and moto360 operating systems based on Android wear respectively.

Android wear is developing rapidly. Less than three weeks after the release of the first batch of Android wear devices such as LG g watch and Samsung gear live, the number of special applications for these smart watches in Google play has exceeded the number of special applications for Google glasses, and the application classification of the latter has been available for more than a year.The Android wear platform has foreign language applications such as PayPal, soundwave, pinterest, eat24, LYFT, and althecooks, while Chinese applications also have wormhole voice assistant (Android wear) launched by domestic developers.According to Google officials, Android wear, the wearable platform it launched only a few months ago, has thousands of applications.For example, Facebook messenger will support sending messages to Android wear watches and receiving voice replies.However, the actual Android wear application development is another case: we have seen some good applications dedicated to Android wear, but none of them can be impressive.

Google has announced the launch of Android wear 2.0 system on October 26, 2014. In addition to conventional bug repair and software enhancement and optimization, it will also bring support for GPS and Bluetooth headsets. At the same time, LG g watch R and moto360 will be equipped with the latest Android wear system.

Apple Watch

In the early morning of September 10, 2014 Beijing time, Apple launched the apple watch, officially marching into the field of smart watches.Apple watch is called a "revolutionary product" by Apple CEO Tim Cook.

function

1Apple watch can realize functions such as receiving and making calls, Siri voice, information, calendar, map and so on. The GPS of iPhone can be adjusted through watch.

2Apple watch adopts magnetic MagSafe plug to support wireless charging. This design effectively solves the problem of battery life.Apple watch can also use Apple pay.

3In order to overcome the limitation that the watch dial screen is too small, apple watch has set up a digital wheel, which can zoom or move the image by rotating it.

4The screen of Apple watch also supports multi-point control.There is a separate communication button under the crown of the apple watch to launch a communication application called communication.

5Apple has made a new design for the interface of Apple watch. Users can see the list of friends on the watch, talk with friends, and even share their heart rate information with friends.

6The apple watch uses the S1 chip developed by apple. There are many sensors on the back. When the user raises his hand, the display will open automatically.Dot icons will appear on the display screen for pulling or clicking.

appearance

The apple watch dial is made of sapphire glass with waterproof function.There are two sizes, with gold, silver and other different colors of strap, wearing in different ways.

Software

In terms of sports, apple watch has specially launched two new applications: fitness and workout. Users set sports types and goals on Apple watch. The watch will record data in real time, and users will be motivated. The data monitored by Apple watch can also be seen on iPhone.Cook said that the apple watch will change the way we exercise, such as recording our heartbeat, recording the location with the GPS of the iPhone, measuring calorie consumption, exercise time and distance, etc.

Motorola Moto 360

Following the release of the platform, Motorola quickly exposed its moto 360 watch.Android Wear

details

1. On moto 360, time is displayed normally.Users can look down at the time at any time.

2. The strap of this watch can be replaced separately. The strap connection structure is a standard spring rod.Moto 360 will provide a leather strap when it comes on the market.In addition, wicks said that they attach great importance to user customization. In other words, there is likely to be a supply of color watchbands.

3. Moto360 uses a card type interactive interface.Android wear should rely heavily on Google now.

4. This round watch is 46mm in diameter and sounds bigger.Wicks said that the moto 360 was originally rectangular, but users of this size Rectangular Watch will feel larger, and the corners may be uncomfortable to wear on the wrist.

5. From the appearance of moto 360, there is no USB charging port, so how to charge this thing?It is likely to be wireless charging. The motorcycle is a member of WPC alliance and supports Qi standard.

6. Will such a huge watch have a female version?Wicks said in the interview that more and more women tend to buy large watches, so you know.

7. Of course, moto 360 will match the motorcycle, but it also supports any Android 4.3 and above devices.

8. The screen display of the watch will automatically flip, so users don't have to worry, they can only wear it on their left hand.

9. Moto 360 is splash resistant but not waterproof.

10. Moto 360 doesn't have a camera because the team thinks "cameras are not fun".identification.

2013Annual progress

2013In March 2013, it was continuously reported that technology giants such as,, and will release smart watches later in 2013“I think we have reached the critical point. "Avi Greengart, an analyst at current analysis, an American market research company, said.Apple Samsung Google

Greengart believes that 2013 may become the first year of smart watches, because "the volume of parts is small enough and the price is cheap enough", and many consumers already have smartphones, which can promote the development of this wearable device.

By 2013, smart watches have been able to connect wirelessly with mobile phones, provide users with reminders of new messages, and realize certain Internet functions.However, analysts believe that once on track, application developers will introduce many new functions for such products, which may have health and fitness monitoring functions.

Greengart believes that the entry of industry giants such as Apple may stimulate the development of the whole market.But he also pointed out that any new equipment must prove its function“This is a market that needs to be developed. "He said.

Samsung took the lead in apple and other major manufacturers to launch the smart watch Galaxy gear.This watch was officially released at IFA Berlin on September 4, 2013 local time.Science and technology analysts attending the meeting believe that this smart watch will become a must buy holiday gift this year.

Samsung took the lead in launching the smart watch Galaxy gear

Samsung said that the galxay gear has built-in dual microphones, one of which is hidden on the watch buckle, and there is a 1.9 million pixel lens on the watch strap, which can take photos and videos. The built-in memory can record video and audio information for 5 minutes, and has the ability of living waterproof and dustproof, but it can't take photos in the water.

Samsung's galxay gear displayed yesterday has built-in photo albums and browsers, and s voice supports 11 languages including Chinese.However, there are differences in the words and intonation of Chinese on both sides of the Strait, and the recognition of the display machine is not high enough. The industry said that it is still adjusting.There are 70 applications and about 20 Chinese applications, most of which are in the mainland market.

Galxay gear connects note 3 through wireless pairing such as NFC and Bluetooth. In addition to displaying various information, it also combines Samsung's exclusive s health function to help users manage health information.For example, when jogging, you can not only track the exercise table, the number of recorded runs and other information, but also remotely control note 3 to adjust the playback volume.

Industry Overview

1、 Advantage

1All investors are optimistic about the industry

Smart watch is a very popular concept in recent years, which is favored by many investors.With the participation of domestic investors, the development environment of the smart watch industry will further mature, the scale of enterprises in the industry will continue to expand and improve the overall strength of the industry.

2. the demand continues to grow

China's demand for smart watches still has great room for growth. With the promotion of domestic consumption level, China's smart watch market capacity will maintain a stable growth trend in the future.

2、 Disadvantages

1Domestic enterprises have backward technology and weak technical force, which is one of the main reasons hindering the development of China's smart watch industry.

2Lack of international famous brands and weak competitiveness in the global market.

3The market order is chaotic, and fake products and counterfeit products are banned repeatedly, disturbing the sight of consumers.

3、 Opportunity

China has a large population. With China's economic development and the increasing improvement of people's living standards, the improvement of residents' consumption level will drive the development of domestic smart watch industry. Therefore, China's smart watch market is a market with great potential, and there are great development opportunities for domestic smart watch products.

4、 Threaten

1Foreign brands compete, and the sales volume of foreign smart watch brands in China's market continues to grow every year, causing an increasing impact on industry enterprises.

2The development of local large-scale enterprises will have a certain impact and threat on other enterprises in the industry.

Selection considerations

1. What are you going to do with a smart watch?

Obviously, when we buy a smart watch, we don't just use it to see time, because if there is only this demand, the traditional mechanical watch will be a better choice.Therefore, we need to be clear about what we want it to do.

In terms of smart watch products in the current market, smart watches are usually divided into two categories: health data monitoring and all-round intelligent experience.Health data monitoring usually has the monitoring functions of heart rate, step count and calorie consumption. When selecting this kind of product, we must clearly understand what we need and what it can bring us.

The all-round intelligent experience watches pay more attention to the application experience on the wrist. For example, the apple watch plays the role of the second screen of the iPhone and alleviates the battery life problem of the iPhone.Of course, the endurance of such products will be shorter than that of other smart watches.

2. What kind of smart watch do you like?

After determining our needs, we need to choose our favorite one from a large number of smart watch products with different design styles, such as whether the dial is round or square, and whether the dial material is metal or plastic. Of course, we also need to consider the collocation of the strap.

In fact, there is no obvious difference between this process and buying clothes on the street. After determining the type you want to buy, of course, you should choose your favorite product as much as possible.

3. Which platform are you used to using?

We all know that a smart watch will get a better use experience if it is configured with its own smart phone.So the question is, which platform is your mobile phone now?Do you plan to change a mobile phone and an operating platform for the new smart watch?

At present, apple watch, Google Android and pebble are relatively mainstream smart watch platforms, which have different characteristics in system experience and compatibility, but also have some deficiencies.

Apple watch is excellent in fuselage design and functional experience, but the 18 hour battery life is obviously unsatisfactory, and the watch OS system does not have enough independent applications to reflect its advantages;Android wear has multiple brands and types of smart watches to choose from. It also has the problem of endurance, but it will give users more choices.

Pebble, once the king of crowdfunding, has a relatively longer battery life because of the use of e-ink screen, and is compatible with IOS and Android phones, but it can't compare with apple and Google in the development of the platform.

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