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daisychvins · 4 years ago

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｡･ﾟﾟ･ — introduction.

introducing ... violet’s demise ! aka grayson aka her big brother she’s been wiring money to stay away in europe <33333

name: grayson swag money jeon age: 22 turning 23 (don’t ask me about his sign that’s for liza to figure out someday <3) gender: cis male; he/him hometown: baltimore, maryland sexuality: bisexual & biromantic

listen i was feeling rlly committed to completing his stats but i’m already over it so don’t ask dont tell xx anYWAYS let’s get on to the juicy stuff hehe

i tend to ramble a lot so this intro is gonna be probably a mixture of paragraphs and bullet points and everything in between but let’s start simple. also i rlly wanna emphasize a massive DRUGS TW bc his character largely revolves around his interest in and addiction to drugs

blackmails

grayson is claiming that he's been in a rehab program for the last year and is now completely sober and reformed when he really was just using the money to party and travel throughout europe.

without his parents paying to support him now, he's had to start dealing to make ends meet and keep up appearances. it’s mostly coke, but he dabbles in harder substances depending on what his connections can get him.

grayson dabbles with calligraphy and was notorious for forging excuse notes and parent signatures all throughout high school and even now sells forgeries for a quick buck. the most notable of these was xavi’s letter of recommendation that helped him get into yale.

background

grayson is violet’s older brother!!1 yes, that’s right, THE big brother who’s been out of the country getting LIT (and by lit i mean he’s been traveling europe on a series of solo trips w his parents’ money and doin lots of recreational drugs)

i haven’t fully fleshed out the dynamic he has w his parents but just know it’s ,, bad ASDHFJNK basically the jeons treated their children like accessories and expected them to be their little trophies and grayson just was not having that as a kid!!! so he acted out a lot and obviously got himself into a pretty bad scene (thank u goosie) and is basically the bane of his parents existence at this point <3 yet they still try to appease him to keep him under control but that’s for the family task to work out hehehehe

despite hating his parents, he adores both of his siblings. before the drug use started, he was always a big nurturer and would have done anything for either of them......now he wouldn’t be caught dead praising violet but he loves her in secret from afar HSJDFKG

yeah basically he met goose when he was around 15 i think????? and got introduced to drugs around 16 or 17 i wanna say and by the time he graduated high school he was just....a much different person than the soft big brother he used to be. his parents sent him off to europe pretty much as soon as he turned 18 under the guise of going to school internationally, but grayson obviously knew the truth and understood that he was being sent away so he wouldn’t be his parents problem anymore.

he basically spent the last four years galavanting europe and just....trying to enjoy it???? but it’s hard to enjoy an extended vacation when u have no family or friends on ur side anymore </3 he basically used the money to stay in hostels and worked odd jobs here and there to stay afloat and keep supplied w the...special goods....but yeah lots of drugs, alcohol, sex, and recklessness but he DID learn a couple languages??? or at least enough to get through some pretty basic conversations in most european countries so <3 guess it’s all okay then!!!!

anyways idk what else to put here that u won’t just find out in the family task so uhhhhhh idk lmk if u need anything else i guess

present/personality

so now grayson is just vibing at yale obviously ummm he actually got super into writing after high school, especially poetry. he used to carry journals full of just random prose about his addiction and his deepest thoughts, as well as probably some lighter stuff about his love escapades or maybe goose idk...basically he used poetry as an outlet and it allowed him to really ground himself and find his place in the world even if it didnt include who he thought it would SO with that being said, grayson got into yale due to a poetry competition he was a part of. he saw some big fancy competition being advertised and on a whim decided to submit some poem about his struggles with addiction and losing his family (a v raw piece that he didn’t expect to ever see the light of day) and he actually ended up winning! it caught yale’s attention and they invited him to apply and, knowing how much it would probably disturb his little sister, grayson very smugly applied and was pretty stoked to see he got in

because that poem gained such publicity, it was assumed that he was a survivor of addiction and was writing from a sober perspective. he didn’t want to correct anyone, so he just went with it and has basically crafted this story about his massive success and has become an advocate for addiction treatment and rehabilitation. of course, none of the companies that sponsor him or the events that host him as a motivational speaker know that he’s snorting lines in the bathroom beforehand or dealing to half the elites, but that’s between grayson, god, and the blackmailer !

basically grayson showed back up because of violet’s blackmail being exposed. he was off in europe, unable to defend himself, and with a massive vendetta against his family so he decided what better way to reenter society than by publicly outing himself as a martyr <3333 his plan is basically to bash the family name to fulfill whatever angsty coming of age arc he has in store for him to make up for the pain of being sent away .... really angsty yeah </3 rip grayson

anyways yeah he’s a total fake. he’s been using his status as a martyr to his advantage a lot, the best example being his recruitment into the elites. he guilted them into accepting him by discussing the PR benefits of recruiting a member that struggles with addiction and how supporting addiction treatment and second chances would be such a good look for them. like he basically threatened to publicly expose them for denying him due to his troubled past and accuse them of being exclusionary so they said boop ! ur in. now the elites are proud advocates for second chances <3333

i would describe grayson as fearless, overconfident, infamous due to his condition being exposed recently, a little gloomy, he’s kind of just got this chip on his shoulder and feels like he has something to prove....he’s gotta be better than his parents, gotta stick it to them and to violet and to everyone who doubts him. he’s a grumpy guy with a massive vendetta and a need for some kind of justice. he just doesn’t know what that is yet. despite all of the bad, however, he’s genuinely a pretty good guy. he’s really goofy and a genuine person, pretty friendly with literally everyone until they give him a reason not to be. basically, unless you are a member of the jeon family he probably likes you or is at least cordial to you (unless we plot differently ofc but u know). he’s just a big lovable dummy with some sweet drug connects and a knack for poetry. he also knows calligraphy but that’s beside the point .

idk if this is enough to describe him but yeah if u have any questions just let me know hehe

this is probably gonna make things hard but considering violet was just exposed i think that he’s pretty new to yale ???? like probably just transferred in/started this spring semester rather than being here for the entire year/a prolonged amount of time so most of our plots will likely have to be newer/center on him first showing up OR we can establish their connections from pre-europe which is also fine w me....idk i didnt rlly think this timeline through so let’s just plot and see what happens aghbfjnd anyways i included some connection ideas to help us all just in case

wanted connections

i’d say he’s the honorary dealer of the elites aghbdfjn so literally anyone who needs a plug could be a potential connection. we can obviously tweak this and customize it to each character <3

maybe someone who met grayson in europe. they could have travelled together for an extended period of time or even just a brief encounter. he was over there for four years, so the possibilities are endless.

building off the last one, this same connection could work with a romantic interest. maybe they were romantically involved for a time in europe and fell out of touch or maybe grayson/your muse just left in the middle of the night and they never saw each other again until now and maybe there’s some unresolved feelings/one-sided longing or need for closure. it could also be that they just hooked up whenever this person was in the area and that was that, no strings attached.

maybe someone who genuinely believes that grayson is actually sober and really admires his strength and idk maybe they’re struggling w their own issues and seek advice from him or maybe they just make it harder for him to actually do his thing bc they’re constantly around and it’s not like they can catch him strung out and acting up

someone in the literature department or with a background in english or writing. someone he could read poetry to, or share his favorite lines with. someone who’s taken the same professors and can tell him who to watch out for or what to expect. idk i just want him to have someone to share his passions with. maybe a little crush is forming? maybe they’re just friends who share a love of fiction? idk i’m open to literally anything

he’s sort of a motivational speaker now bc he advocates for rehabilitation resources and stuff so like maybe ur muse saw him give a presentation or participate in some kind of seminar and they called bullshit on him after the show bc they were like,,, bro i literally saw u partying w max and avery last weekend what the fuck are u on about and now they could potentially hold that blackmail over his head hehe......

exes plots are always fun we love angst in this house

fuck it let’s bring another family member BHJFNGKM no but grayson rlly is a nurturing guy and like....definitely develops unhealthy attachments to cope w his loss of family so he’d love all the sibling-like bonds he can get to kinda numb the pain of “””””losing””””” violet

if none of these interest you i’m literally so down for anything pls just let me know and i’m happy to brainstorm always <333333

thank u for reading this....smooch .

#anyways this is just under 1900 words whoops #stream of consciousness wins again #intro #literally dont even have my tags sorted yet dont talk to me .

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kthyunngg · 8 years ago

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I’ll Be There - Part 12

Member: Hoseok

Genre: Angst/Fluff

Word Count: 3725

Summary: You and Hoseok are best friends and just like any story that starts like this, nothing good ever happens. One night when Hoseok is in his drunken state, he says some things that make you reconsider how much worth you actually have in his life.

A/N: Hello, hello! Part 12 c’est ici! I think I’m going to go for a strong 15 parts with this one. Part 12 is mainly fluff imo and it’s quite the change from the regular angsty stuff, so I hope you enjoy Xx

“Jin—Wait—ugh—No I said no sequins—Ah!”

When you agreed to let Jin and Namjoon take care of your outfit for the party, you didn’t think that you would be signing up for this. You weren’t even fully awake yet, but Jin, he called you at 6:30 in the morning, two days before the party. It didn’t even matter if you were ready to go out yet, he was already at your door with Namjoon waiting in the car. Completely giving up on the idea of looking presentable to the public, you chose to wear jeans and a large sweater; also because Jin just rummaged through your closet and threw the first articles of clothing he could find.

So now here you are, in the heart of the city, going through every single clothing store, boutique, whatever, trying to find the perfect thing for you to wear on the day of the party. Jin insisted that you go for a tight dress to accentuate your body, but you protested strongly against it. Before you agreed to going to the part and letting Namjoon and Jin control, you made it very clear that you want something simple yet beautiful; nothing too extraordinary or beyond your comfort zone.

“What about this one?” Jin holds up a black dress that isn’t tight, but has a low v-cut.

“No.” You don’t even have to look twice.

“But—”

“No.” You say sternly and Namjoon pats Jin’s shoulder.

“How about this one?” This time. Namjoon shows you a lilac dress that has lace sleeves and a moderately low-cut back.

“Hmm…better, but how about we keep looking?” The two of them nod and head towards the search through every rack and shelf for something that you will feel comfortable in.

You head towards the back of the store to see if Jin missed anything while he was searching. Every other dress that you come across was either extremely tight, extremely revealing, or oddly designed. To say the least, you are becoming more and more impatient. In the whole entire store with over a hundred dresses, you can’t find one that suits you? Impossible.

“Y/N! Come over here. I think I found something you might like.” Namjoon calls you from the other end of the store. Before walking over, you let out a big sigh and prepare yourself to be let down once again.

However, you’re met with a pleasant surprise.

“How is it?”

“It’s… perfect.”

You’re absolutely speechless. Namjoon is holding up a long pastel coloured dress. There are sleeves to this dress as well, but they open up at the wrists. The neckline is moderate enough to your liking back does cut down a bit, but it’s just enough. The bottom of the dress flows out beautifully just like how you pictured in your mind. The dress itself is the not the most beautiful in the whole entire store, but it’s definitely everything you wanted.

“Thank you Namjoon. I didn’t actually think that we would be able to find something that I would like. I’m sorry for being so picky.”

“Oh don’t worry about it. It was fun! We had quite the challenge didn’t we Jin?” Namjoon pushes Jin lightly, but Jin stands there, sulking.

“Next time, Namjoon is the only one taking you shopping Y/N. You literally turned away all of my choices!”

“Aw, don’t be like that Jin! I’ll let you do my makeup..just—”

“I know, I know. Nothing too trashy or out of this world right? Now, go try on the dress!” He shoves the dress into your arms and pushes you towards a changing room.

Before trying on the dress, you take a good look at it. There’s not much to it, but the small details add a nice touch. There are little diamonds situated in certain spots of the dress as well as a layer of lace designs on top the pink fabric. Normally you aren’t a huge fan of lace, but exceptions can be made right? Finally, you put on the dress and you take in a deep breath before stepping out.

“How is it?” Namjoon and Jin look up from their phones and their eyes light up.

“Y/N! Have you seen yourself? You look gorgeous!” Jin rushes over to you and turns you towards a mirror. “Look at you! All the men at the party will be going crazy!”

There you are. Standing in the pastel pink dress. At first you don’t believe that it’s you. It’s not just Jin and Namjoon, but you’re surprised as well. The dress brings out all of your curves in a way you didn’t think possible. Everything about this dress brings out a sense of serenity. At this point, you’re not even exaggerating anymore. It’s the most beautiful thing you’ve ever seen.

“I-is that really me?”

“Yes honey, that is you and you look amazing.” Namjoon grabs your shoulders and smiles.

“Ready to go?” You nod. Just as you reach to get your wallet, Namjoon and Jin insist that they have to pay for you. As a way to “thank you for putting up with all their weird antics and letting them free of dress shopping.” Seeing that arguing with them will be useless, you let them go this one time.

After countless hours of going in and out of stores, the three of you have deemed yourselves worthy of a good lunch. Like all traditional Korean lunches, all of you are situated in front of the grill table, waiting for the server to bring you the platters of heaven; delivered from the gods themselves.

“Have you asked Hoseok to come to the party yet?” Namjoon asks while he pours everyone some tea.

“Of course I hav— SHIT! No I haven’t…” You lower your head in shame as Namjoon laughs at you.

“Well, what are you waiting for? Go ask the boy!”

Just then, the meat and other side dishes arrive to the table.

“Can’t I ask him after —”

“No.”

“But—”

“Y/N, do it or you’re not going to eat.”

“Namjo—”

“Ah, ah, ah. You need to either text or call Hoseok right now because I won’t let you taste any of this if you don’t.” To make matters even worse, Namjoon places the first few pieces of meat onto the grill. The sizzle, oh the sizzle. “Ahhhh, you hear that Y/N? Good, juicy, pieces of fresh meat on this clean grill.”

“I hate you Kim Namjoon.” You hiss as you find Hoseok’s contact to call him.

“That’s okay, I still have Jin—”

“I hate you too Joonie. I was forced into this relationship.”

“Fine! Neither of you are getting me. Good thing I’m hungry today — OW!” Just as you bring the phone up to your ear, the table shakes a little and Namjoon writhes in pain. You smirk, and Jin gives you a thumbs-up.

“I hate you both. All of you.” Namjoon gives each of you long glares, but Jin gives him a flying kiss in return. Where have you been in your life without these two?

After a few empty rings, Hoseok answers.

“Y/N? What’s up?”

For some reason, your heart starts to go 300 beats per minute.

“I-uh-I…” The words you want to say versus the words that are coming out of your mouth are being controlled by two different people. Not once in your life have you stuttered this much so why now? It’s not like you haven’t talk to Hoseok on the phone before. It’s not like you don’t know him. You look towards Namjoon and Jin for moral support, but they’re busy fighting over some piece of meat. Ugh, men.

“Y/N? I can’t hear you clearly.” Deep breath in…and out…You can do this Y/N. It’s just a party. Nothing too big.

“So..uh…Namjoon and Jin are hosting a party on New Year’s Eve so I was wondering if you would like to come as well? I mean you don’t have to if you have other plans like going out with Sumi or spending time with your family or just staying at home and watching the countdown by yourself or—”

“Y/N. Y/N!” At the sound of Hoseok’s voice, you stop talking before you embarrass yourself even more.

“Y-yeah?” You clamp your hand in between your thighs to stop them from shaking.

“I’ll be there.”

“R-really?”

“Of course! I wouldn’t miss out a party with my best friend right?” Oh…Right…

“Right…I’ll…see you there then. I’ll text you the details later.”

“Sure thing. I’ll see you there!” Hoseok hangs up first and you slowly bring your phone down.

“So? Can he come?” Jin asks with a mouthful of meat.

“Yeah he can come…”

“Then why the long face?”

“It’s just…I still can’t get over the fact that Hoseok will forever and always see me as just his best friend. I know it’s selfish, but I just wish that he would see me as a little more.” You shrug it off as it it’s nothing and take a piece of meat for yourself.

“Don’t worry Y/N. With our touch of magic, no one will be able to say ‘no’ to you.” Namjoon winks at you and the three of you continue with your lunch.

Here goes nothing.

“Are you sure about this Jin?”

“Y/N, I love you and all, but just please shut up for once and let me do my job. I promise that you’ll look great!”

Feeling the defeat, you sit back into the chair and let Jin do as he pleases with the makeup. The party is in a few hours, but you feel so unprepared. Jin is working on your makeup as Namjoon does your hair. Honestly, it all feels too much to you as you’ve never had someone do your makeup or hair. Every part of your body feels tense. Parties were never your thing and they still aren’t.

“Relax Y/N. It’s going to be fun okay? If you want to leave, just tell either of us and we’ll let you stay at our apartment for the night.” Namjoon gives your shoulder a light squeeze to help you relax and he goes back to doing your hair.

But can you really relax? Probably not, but you can try to have fun. After all, it is the end of the year right?

You close your eyes and try to distract yourself from all of your worries. You think about how you feel while wearing the dress. You think about how it will feel to be on the dance floor, moving without any care for the world. Just, having fun.

“Alright Y/N. I think we’re done. You can open your eyes now.” Jin spins your chair around towards the mirror and you slowly open your eyes.

The first thing you notice is how your face is literally glowing. Glowing. Jin definitely worked some sort of magic because you’ve never seen anything like this. There isn’t a lot of makeup on your face. Some neutral colours for eyeshadow with the pop of highlight here and there, minimal, but enough contour, and a light lipstick. Then you move onto the hair. Namjoon left it down as per your request, yet he was able to do so much with it. He made your hair wavy with little braids situated randomly. If you were to do this by yourself, anyone walking by would have thought that you had a rough night in a wolf’s den, but like Jin, Namjoon made everything magical.

“Guys…you…have a talent.” You’re left in complete awe.

“Well, of course. We’re professionals after all!” Jin lets out a laugh and the rest of you follow.

“Come on, let’s get you into your dress. We don’t have much long before the party and we need to get there a little earlier.”

You rush into the guest room and put on your dress. Next you put on your heels. They’re velvet pink pumps with a moderate height heel so that you don’t trip your way through the night. Taking one last look at yourself before going out, you feel a burst of confidence. You can do it Y/N. Own the night.

You thought that make it through the night, but as more and more people enter the venue, you feel more and more anxious. The only people you know tonight are Namjoon, Jin, and Hoseok. The couple has already vanished off to wherever they need to go and Hoseok is nowhere to be seen. You’ve downed a few drinks already and they did help ease off the nerves for a while, but soon after, the empty feeling in your gut would return.

Where is he?

Your eyes search everywhere in hopes that they land on a familiar figure, but he’s nowhere to be seen. Scrambling all over the venue, you’ve bumped into many drunk people and other fashion designers, but none of them are Hoseok.

Did he forget?

No. Hoseok couldn’t have forgot about the party right? There’s no way. He said that he would be here. This is no use. You need to have fun Y/N. Hoseok will show up sooner or later. Although your words to yourself aren’t very convincing, you listen to them anyways seeing that there’s no point in worrying. You grab another alcoholic drink off of one of the trays moving around the place and take it all in within seconds. Time to dance.

It’s safe to say that club/party dancing is much different from the dancing that you’re used to. Normally when you dance, there’s rhythm and some grace to it, but with club dancing, the main idea is to just get as drunk as possible and let loose. Well, you weren’t that drunk yet, so it was hard for you to let loose, but apparently this is not the case for some of the other men on the dance floor.

“Hey there. What are you doing all alone?” Foreign hands place themselves on your waist as a whiskey-laced breath touches your skin.

“I-I’m waiting for a friend.” You try to push yourself away, but his grip only grows stronger. He adjusts your position so that you’re standing right in front of him, bodies too close for comfort.

“Aw, don’t be like that. I can’t leave a pretty girl like you alone this whole night can I?” His hands travels dangerously low, but before he reaches any closer to the red line, you step back.

“I’m really fine. I’ll be going now. Happy holidays!” However, your attempt to escape failed.

“You think it’s so easy to leave? I just want to dance with youuuu” The drunken man holds you tightly, one hand on your spin and the other centimetres above your butt. The more you push away, the closer he moves to you. More people join on the dance floor and you’re left squished in between this perverted stranger and other drunk no-goods.

“Please, I think I see my friend.”

“Ah, not yet. I still haven’t shown you my best moves.” He attempts to grind his body against yours, but you, with all your might stomp on his foot. “You bitc—” You brace yourself for the slap, but it never comes.

“Excuse me sir. I don’t think this is how you want to spend your New Year’s Eve right?” Hoseok! “My friend has made it very clear that she doesn’t want to be in your presence so if you please excuse us.” Hoseok grabs your wrist and guides you out of the dance floor. Once he brings you to a quiet place, he stops walking.

“Are you okay?”

“Yeah…I thought you weren’t going to come…”

“Why would I do that? I said that I’ll be here, and here I am! I’m sorry, the traffic was really bad and —”

Blame the alcohol or the environment, but you hug Hoseok tightly. At first he’s in total shock, his whole body tense, but then he loosens up and brings his arms around you.

“I’m just…glad that you could make it.” You wish you could stay like this forever; in Hoseok’s arms, where you feel the safest.

“Shall we go and have some fun now?” Hoseok pulls you away gently and smiles. You nod in return and you spend the rest of the night forgetting about all the worries you had before.

You never understood it. Hoseok has made it quite clear that he only thinks of you as his best friends, yet you still hold on the false strand of hope that he might actually feel something else. There have been many occasions where does things that make your hope grow even stronger, but then reality comes back to punch you square in the face. You know it’s never going to happen, yet here you are, spending New Year’s Eve, drinking and dancing away with Hoseok.

“Hoseok, I’m going to go get some air.” You say in his ear so that he can hear you over the loud music.

“Okay! I’ll go get you something to drink.” The two of you split and you make your way towards the balcony. The air is brisk, but it’s a nice sensation compared to the stuffy atmosphere of party. The whole night you’ve been dancing and drinking away. You’re almost positive that your makeup and hair are ruined now; all of Namjoon and Jin’s hard work.

“Y/N, here’s some water. I figured that you probably don’t want any more alcohol. Don’t want to end the year off to crazily right?”

“Right.” You manage to let out a laugh. “This year…really has been something…” You stare off into the city lights. They shine brighter than any star in the sky tonight. The streets are empty, but that’s probably because everyone is at home with their family or like you, at a party.

“Yeah…it has been one hell of a year…” Hoseok takes a drink from his own glass.

“Do you regret any of it?” Hoseok turns to look at you, but you keep looking straight ahead. “Any of it. Do you regret anything that you did?” He takes a moment to think.

“No.” Oh. “But I do regret not doing a lot of things this year.”

“Oh?” This time, you turn to look at him and lean against the railing. “Like what?”

“You know… not saying things to certain people, standing up for what I believe it, waiting too long to do things. Stuff like that. How about you? Do you regret anything?”

A lot. I regret not being able to stand up to Sumi. I regret not telling you about my feelings sooner. I regret not being able to turn to you when I’m going through the toughest times. I regret not being able to hold on longer. I regret not being able stay strong for myself. I regret not being the one for you.

“Yeah…who doesn’t have regrets right?”

“That’s true. At least we’re starting a new year right? It’s like a fresh start? A chance to redeem ourselves!”

“Right.. a chance to redeem ourselves…” You repeat his last words, but you’re easily overpowered by the music and people in the building.

“TWENTY!— NINETEEN!—” Both of your turn your heads to the party inside and see that everyone is facing the giant screen, counting down the last minutes of the 2016.

“Looks like the year is about to end.” Hoseok chuckles.

“Seems like it.”

“FIFTEEN—”

“Any last words before 2016 is history?”

“Let’s not have any regrets in 2017.” You say hesitantly and Hoseok smiles.

“Yeah, let’s do that—Ten! Nine! Eight!…” So this is how your year ends.

Hoseok joins in on the countdown and you swear that with every number he says, he comes a little closer to you. At six, he’s only inches away from your face. With every number decreasing, your heart beats increase ten-fold. It’s not actually happening right? No. That’s impossible.

“Did I tell you that you look absolutely beautiful tonight Y/N?” Hoseok brings one hand around your waist. No, it has to be the alcohol. Yes. The alcohol, that makes sense. Everything makes sense now. The two of you had too much to drink.

“THREE!—TWO!— ONE!—” The people inside scream at their top of their lungs to signify the official end of 2016.

“Happy New Year Y/N…” Hoseok whispers and he moves even closer. Time seems to slow down. His eyes flicker down to your lips and you’re left standing there, not knowing what to do. Is he actually going to kiss me? You try to process everything to yourself, but nothing seems to make sense. Hoseok’s lips are millimetres away from yours. You feel his lips brush against yours and close your eyes. It’s really happening. This is how you’re beginning your 2017. At this moment, you don’t care about anything in the world. You forget that Hoseok is dating Sumi. You forget how you’ve tried so hard to avoid anything like this. You forget how Hoseok will never feel the same way. You forget.

Hoseok closes what’s left of the space between the two of you, but then

“Y/N! HAPPY NEW YEAR—” Namjoon and Jin come barging through the door to the balcony. This causes you to push Hoseok away harshly and you stand as far away from his as possible.

“Oh..were the two of you—”

“No! No, not at all! Let’s go guys!” You words blur together and you grab Namjoon and Jin by the arms as you enter back into the party.

“Are you sure we didn’t—”

“I’m sure Namjoon! Let’s just enjoy the first moments of 2017!” The two of them nod and then return back into party mode. Before you do so as well, you look back towards the balcony. Hoseok is just standing there, frozen. His hands run through his hair multiple times as he looks conflicted. You frown and then turn away. Of course you wanted to kiss Hoseok so badly, especially at New Year’s, but you also said that you didn’t want 2017 to have any regrets.

You don’t want Hoseok to have any regrets.

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