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Let Go ~Chapter 9~

Party Aftermath

10am 

He hasn't said a word to me since getting in the car today, and we didn't have Bong-soon to break the tension. The drive is never going to end. 

“You embarrassed me in from of my friends” he finally huffs as we sit at a red light.

Jesus Christ.

“That is ridiculously childish of you Jin” my hands tighten on the steering wheel as I try not to think of all this shit he said to me. This is what he is mad about? I made him look bad?  And in front of WHO? Unless he told someone who I was...

“Oh Fuck you” he spits out and I flinch from the venom in his words.

I wait a moment to respond.

“Jin, we have worked together for a long time, but I will not allow you to speak to me that way.” I control my breathing and I control my tone. I can make it to the office to drop his ass off without screaming at him. I can make it there without backhanding him. I am the bigger person. I am trying to be the bigger person. 

“Work together? You work for me y/n” He sneers still huddled by the window. Still refusing to look at me.

Excuse me? This bitch. This fucking dramatic whiny little mother fucker.  Note to self: If you punch the person you were hired to protect you are a shitty bodyguard. I am not a shitty bodyguard. Right? 

“That is enough” my voice isn't hostile and I mentally pat myself on the back for that. “If you can't be professional then you can sit in the back seat by yourself.”

“Oh, you're going to put me in timeout?” he mocks. Breathe in, and breathe out. 

“That is what you do with children who are acting out,” I say calming. Before he can respond we have finally reached our destination and I break harder than I normally would. “Here you are, sir.”  I don't turn to look at him. I can't. Hurt and anger are fighting it out and right now anger is winning.

He slams the door, stomping towards the building, and I let out a shaky breath.

This is all a mess. He words still ring in my ears. So that is how he feels huh? Finally, the truth comes out. This was the longest contract I have ever taken. Hell before this I was never on a job more than a few months at best. Yet here we are 3 years later and I stayed.

That is right. 3 damn long years. We’ve been through so much. We can get through one little party. We can move past this. As much as want to strangle him, as much as I want to scream at him, and as much as I want to make him hurt the way I am...I know that won't fix things, but I don’t know how to fix any of it. God, I should talk to Griz. 

So close and yet so far away. How do you find the courage to hit send? Where do you go when your world turns upside down?  

The fluff is coming I SWEAR. 

BTS X Reader AU - Y/N has been a bodyguard for the actor Kim Seok-Jin for the last 3 years. In her spare time she tends to her garden, works out, and hangs out with her eccentric roommate. She is happy with her job but what happens when she gets a chance to live her dream again?

*The contact photo Namjoon has for Y/n was taken at Jin’s birthday a year ago. The first and only time they have seen her out of “uniform” They had a small party on a secluded beach.* 

If you have any questions just let me know! 

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[youandbts]

I FEEL ATTACKED

[chimchimijimin]

Is the story “make it right” ok so far?

[myworldsuga]

Boba love

Part 2- weird stain

Masterlist

[urlocalkpoptrash]

Why does Tae do THAT thing with his tongue?

[dearlyjinie]

A prince

[in-grey]

Part 6: stealing your friend

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It’s alright... we’re all friends here, right? No weirdos in the flat that we don’t know or stealing each other’s friends or anything, right? Sharey sharey :) 

 A little bit of beer and big bit of attention seeking Tae is what comes out, and drunk geeky Namjoon, and Jimin hiding outside in the corner talking to cuties of course. 

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Whilst trying to end Jimin’s nightmare week on a high note, the boys stumble across something completely unexpected in more ways than one.

Expect: writing, creative nerds, and a little bit of chemistry that’ll keep you guessing ;)

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Sorry to sterotype but Tae is such a drama in my head. And Jimin isn’t always that sensitive (that cute but sassy selfie tho really Jimin???) 

Also lol at Namjoon being comfy at a party (had to get a bear reference in there even though he TOTALLY isn’t one haha). 

Masterlist

[starsfelld0wn]

part three

yoonmin are clingy bfs and taehyung hits it off with his partner Jungkook. everything seems to be going well, right?

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[wheeiki]

Common Ground [Fake Text Series] ; Jung Wheein & Kim Taehyung ft. BTS & MAMAMOO ↬ photographer AU ⁃ artist AU ⁃ non-idol AU ⁃ enemies to lovers AU | [☼] [☁︎]

LAST CHAPTER  Thank you to everyone who has been following this series -- this was my first fake text series ever created and I am pleased with the outcome and responses it has received. There will definitely be an extra chapter(s), so look forward to that. I am also thinking of creating a season 2 ,, but nonetheless thank you for all the support and love :))))) 

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Let Go ~Chapter 12~ 

BTS X Reader AU - Y/N has been a bodyguard for the actor Kim Seok-Jin for the last 3 years. In her spare time she tends to her garden, works out, and hangs out with her eccentric roommate. She is happy with her job but what happens when she gets a chance to live her dream again?

This chapter spans May 4th and 5th. How long before she runs out of distractions? 

There might not be an update tomorrow (7/7) as I work 16 hours. 

<Chapter 11/ Chapter 13> 

[youandbts]

🐰👨🏻‍🍳

[rap-iq]

Yo! Give me fake text requests and stuff! I'm bored as hell!

[streaksofpurple]

You don’t know BTS at all!

You distract Yoongi with a quiz on his own group.

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The sun was shining brightly through the windows of the living room, flooding the open space with a natural illumination. The light was especially noticeable flicking off their coffee mugs and some glossy photos that littered the coffee table.

Yoongi and Hoseok were seated on the adjacent couch in their sweats, shifting between various relaxed positions all morning while sorting through the images. They were piecing together booklets for the deluxe version of their new album and along with the images, had markers, lyric sheets, stickers, scissors; several supplies spread on the table to help them customize the blank pages of the booklets they’ve been assigned.

They had been in the living room working all morning and it was early in the afternoon when you finally made an appearance.

You walk into the living room, dressed just as comfortable and casual as them. “Hey Yoongi?” you ask in a soft voice, breaking the silence.

“Hm?” He hums in response to both your question and acknowledging your presence while doodling on the corner of a page with thick blue marker.

“What’s Jimin’s favorite color?”

“Umm...red.” His eyes never leave his drawing as he answers and it sounds like he had trouble thinking of a color in general at the moment, fully entranced in his handiwork.

Hoseok furrows his brows in disagreement to his answer but doesn’t say anything, still focused on putting his selected pages in order.

You write down his answer in the magazine you’re holding before seating yourself on the arm of the chair across from the coffee table.

“What’s is V’s favorite movie?”

“Titanic.” Yoongi answers without thinking and you can tell he isn’t making any effort to answer.

This time Hoseok scrunches his face up in disagreement, staring at Yoongi in surprise. Yoongi catches his glance and shrugs his shoulders quickly. They both know that is wrong.

Yoongi caps his marker and leans back, wondering where this sudden pop quiz on his bandmates came from, but of course, still answers because you’re the one asked him. “When he sits down and his thighs spread to twice their size.”

You again write down his answer and turn the page of your magazine.

“Okaaaaay,” you smooth the page out, creasing the center. “What scares Jin the most?”

You almost choke on your laughter. He definitely isn’t trying now. Hoseok’s head falls back and his pages fall to his lap at the response and now is laughing with you as Yoongi sits there expressionless looking back and forth between the two of you.

“You’re not even trying, Yoongs,” you finally spit out when you are finished snickering.

Your boyfriend has all but forgotten about his booklet now, focused on you and your little questionnaire. His lips curl up as he realizes how your presence lights up the whole room. Hair half up and sweats rolled up to your calves, you silently demand his attention. He wonders how he’s gotten through the day so far without you.

“What is this all about, y/n?” The question was blunt, but his soft expression at you indicates you are a welcomed distraction to their task-at-hand.

You stand back up, promptly flipping back to the title page to get the title correct “This is the ‘How well do you know your favorite idols BTS?!’ quiz.”

Hosoek is fully invested in the exchange now, his legs pulled up to his chest, his organized sheets left for later on the table. “What’s the next question?,” he is curious to know what other random factoid a random magazine had dug up on his crew.

“Jungkook has a black belt in which martial art?” You spare a glance to each man in front of you, waiting for a response.

Yoongi’s eyes turn to his left to the younger man next to him, wordlessly inviting him to answer first.

Hoesoek shakes his head, refusing to help. “Oh no, these are your answers.”

Yoongi sighs, he wanted to hear someone else play along but enjoys his small audience’s reactions to his dumb answers. “Fishing.”

Hobi drops his jaw, pretending to be offended. “I’ve never even been to Jamaica!” He smacks Yoongi and the two swat at each other for a few seconds. You smile at how the grown men revert to small children when they get on each other's nerves.

You snort and write down his obviously fake answer anyway.

“What is J-Hope’s favorite vacation destination?”

Your boyfriend moves into the protection of a corner of the couch, rubbing an itch on his arm. “Jamaica.”

“You call yourself a fan?! You don’t know BTS at all!!” You read out the highlight section headlining his results in a dramatic voice while the men burst into laughter. Hobi can hardly keep himself on the couch, clapping and bouncing with cackles Yoongi’s laugh is low but the movement of his bouncing shoulders shows how entertaining he finds it.

You decide to cut the quiz short, realizing that they still actually had work to do which they were working diligently until you arrived.

“Alright let’s add up your points.” You check the front and back of the page Yoongi answered then skip ahead a couple pages in your magazine to where the quiz results are.

“0 to 5 points,” both men smiled in anticipation of the obvious failure that awaited Yoongi.

The two members in your living room finally stop laughing, letting out heavy breaths and wiping tears as they calm down from their hysterics.

You continue reading the text of his result in your pronounced voice while they’re still laughing. “You know nothing about our precious Bangtang boys! You’re the opposite of RM in the intelligence department and had no business taking this quiz in the first place.”

You gasp at the harsh words. “Wow, that’s brutal,” you critique aloud but your voice barely resonates above the guffaws still coming from the couch.

Yoongi’s lips flatten and embarrassment creeps up, him refusing to return your gaze he just knows you have settled on him. No matter how long you’ve dated, you never get tired of him flushing so quickly.

“You should Google them,” Hoseok suggests to his bandmate, winking at you to play along and of course you do:

“Definitely. Especially that Suga guy. He’s amazing.”

“Yeah, he’s such a good rapper.” Hoseok and you were a teasing team and Yoongi was trapped.

“He’s so handsome,” - you finish with a bang - “and don’t get me started on how smart he is.” Yoongi’s cheeks turn bright red as you and Hobi share a grin of accomplishment. Teamwork makes the dream work.

Your grin of tag-team accomplishment settles into a smile of personal satisfaction. Your little check up on the duo was a success and you got to embarrass Yoongi in the process. You turn your focus back to the hallway you came from, returning to the bedroom you and Yoongi shared, leaving the bandmates and friends to do their work once again.

“Alright, alright,” Yoongi dismisses all of your compliments, reaching for the pages of his booklet-in-progress and a sticker sheet, not wanting to look at either of you.

Hobi follows suit, returning to his work. His personalized book was nearly completed.

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