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There is Nothing Holding Me Back

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Min Yoongi never believed in Love at First Sight. Hell! He definitely did not believe that he of all the 8 Billion people on the planet will ever experience it. For him, the very concept of Love at First Sight was a ridiculous idea, a cooked up dream, for people who were looking for an easy way out in romance. Until the day he met you for the first time.

—xxxx—-

Life has been interesting for you for  the last few years. 

Never in your wildest dream, you had imagined that you would get married to what you thought was the love of your life, who would leave you within the first year of marriage. Reason: He could not keep up with your professional success. It made him jealous. He wanted you to choose to ignore the opportunities that you were getting and get behind him, like the women of old times. Oh! You had his back. You always had his back, even when he did not stand behind you. In the end everything was up in flames. 

You had also never imagined that you will rise in your profession so quickly. You were natural in leading the team. Your observation skills were acute. You were meticulous in your tasks. No wonder there were people who wanted you to fail, out of sheer jealousy and pettiness. For the sake of your own mental health, you had handed in your resignation letter. The reaction of you leaving was mixed, some were happy to see you go, though pretended that they are going to miss you. Some were genuinely sad to see you go. You? You were free. Free from all the people who did not appreciate you. Free to breathe. Free to finally build and stand up on your own. For your own self.

By the time you were 27, you were divorced and jobless. But not for long. You were a writer. Not many knew about this. This was a secret only few were aware of. You already had drafts of at least 7 Novels down along with a collection of short stories. All it took was a drunken pep talk from your best friend one fine night for you to take the leap and actually realize your childhood dream of being a writer.

Within 1 year your first book was published. By the time you were 30, you were already a successful writer with an  actual fan base. Something that you didn't think would have happened. Like ever. But hey! You were not complaining. You were in a healthy space, both mentally and physically. Moreover, you were happy.

—xx—

Your writing career has taken you to places that you had never imagined. You were not only a celebrated author with millions of copies of books sold. Production houses were approaching you for the rights of your books. You were approached to develop ideas or stories that could be made into movies or series. Your last book, which was a hit among Young Adults, was now being converted into a series drama, specifically a K-Drama. 

And that is how you find yourself in Seoul, at night in an upscale restaurant, with your agent, your best friend and the assistant from the production house that approached you, waiting for the manager to lead you to your table. 

“Some VIP has arrived for dinner. The security wanted to make sure that they are safe and settled. It will not take that long.” Choi Dae informed you.  

“We can wait for a while. Don’t worry” You had assured him. Bless Dae for being such a support for you and your friends, while you were in Korea. From the moment you and your friends had stepped out of the airport in Seoul to the present, he had been a constant support and cheerleader. You were thanking the almighty for bringing you to Choi Dae. You never had found such enthusiasm and support with any of your previous collaborators like you found with Dae and his team. Your agent, Laura, much to her and your own shock and surprise, had admitted that this collaboration was the easiest job that she had done. 

“We, book agents, rarely find people who will satisfy our authors like that.” She had told you in the evening when you signed the deal of converting your book into a K-Drama. “Usually, there is a compromise, either in the storyline or characters or something else. And, if there are no issues there, then the money becomes the issue. You are lucky that Dae is onboard with the original plot and characters and the money is good.”

Yes, you were lucky. You knew it. Hence, you don't mind waiting for a few minutes to get to your table.

“Oh My God! It’s BTS.” Laura whispered beside you. 

Your attention turned to the group of men that had walked in with security tailed behind them. You could hear screams of fans out in the front of the restaurant,where moments ago, it was practically empty.

“Guess they are the reason we are waiting.” Your best friend Peter muttered beside you. 

The BTS were led by the manager to their table, and as they walked by your eyes met with one of them. It took you a moment to realize it was Suga.

—x—

“Let’s go out for dinner.” Hoseok had suggested when they ended their vocal training. “Maybe pamper ourselves with a fancy dinner for today’s hard work.”

Everyone had agreed to it, and Yoongi, though he would have preferred to be at home, did not object. 

Ever since BTS had regrouped, they had been working hard on the new album. It would not be like any of their previous albums. These were the guys, who were in their late 20s and early 30s, with their experience as a solo artist and completing their mandatory military enlistments. They were grown up men. Their new music reflected the theme. Yoongi was excited. He believed that the ideas that they were working on, were much needed in the present times and was positive that they are going to have the biggest comeback. But, he was not a stranger to anxiety or the fear of losing, as his band mates felt. If Suga was quiet and reserved earlier, the current Suga is even more reserved, if it was even possible, as per Jimin’s observation.

So when they arrived at the restaurant, no one, not even The Great Suga, imagined that he was going to fall in love, that too at the very first sight. Who knew tonight will be the unraveling of all the walls and masks that Yoongi had held.

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Hi! i wanted to request a 2 part from the clingy husband.

Where the child goes to sleep away from home and they have time for them, but the husband only finds out when he gets home.

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"bye!" you called, a proud smile on your face

he had a cute gummy grin playing on his lips, eyes lit up in pure happiness as he and his friend gave you a tiny wave. joy was literally radiating off of k/n's body and you found it absolutely adorable.

"bye mommy!" he called out before turning around and leaving.

as soon as he stepped out of the house, a content sigh left your lips. you were so happy that k/n was finally going out with some friends. you always feared he might grow alone like you did when you were younger but thankfully, he seemed to have gained your husband's social side. here he was, going out for a sleepover with his new friend from school.

you could cry.

still smiling, you turned around and headed back into your house, taking in the strange silence while looking around, not really sure what to do since your only responsibility wasn't here anymore.

"i guess i could make dinner?" you questioned yourself, glancing at the clock.

when you realized your husband would be home soon, you nodded to yourself and left to make dinner.

since you didn't want to make anything too complicated and time consuming, you chose to cook ramen. your son didn't really like it when you made ramen cause it never satisfied him but since he wasn't here for dinner tonight, you could finally enjoy your favourite dish with the love of your life.

before you knew it, minutes had passed by and the doorbell soon rang, indicating your husband was back.

making sure the ramen was still cooking properly, you washed your hands and headed to the door. once you pulled it open, you caught sight of h/n, his dark locks a mess and eyes looking tired, probably from the long day at work.

"hey." you smiled softly. he looked up and your eyes met.

h/n smiled.

reaching forward, he pulled you into a warm hug, wrapping his arms around your waist and placing his head on your shoulder. you quickly returned the embrace, feeling your heart hammer against your chest as your cheeks lit up in a shade of blossom pink.

"long day?" you asked and he hummed in response.

"boss was being an ass. i can't wait till i get a promotion.

"any day now."

h/n chuckled before pulling away from you.

"it smells good, are you making ramen?

you nodded, stepping away and heading back to the kitchen. he followed you, face forming confusion at your choice of dinner.

"k/n doesn't like ramen though. are you making something else for him or what...?"

you let out a giggle at his question, shaking your head as you turned to face him, hands on your hips.

"you're dumb, k/n isn't here. he's out for that sleepover, remember?"

h/n's eyes widened, shock filling his handsome features, "that was today!?"

you nodded, still laughing.

"then..." his surprised expression disappeared and a smirk met his lips, "we're alone?"

at his words, your amusement disappeared too and you shook your head, face saying 'seriously?' rather obviously.

"go freshen up, i'll serve the noodles." you said.

"but-"

"do it or i'll whack you with a frying pan." you threatened before he could say more.

h/n dashed off at once, knowing very well you weren't joking.

after 15 minutes or so, you had the ramen in a pot in the centre of the dining table while you and h/n sat across each other, savouring the warm and delicious scent.

"how long has it been..." h/n trailed off.

his eyes were stuck on the steaming dish, licking his dry lips. you nodded, unable to look away from the food either. it had been so damn long since you had ramen. the fact your son didn't like ramen was just wrong no matter how much you loved him.

within seconds, you both had reached into the bowl and had began eating very quickly, your chopsticks clanging against each other every time you dug into the pot for more. the food was really hot but so good, neither of you even said a word. not even h/n who usually pestered you every dinner.

"thanks for the food, it was so good." your husband mumbled, taking another large bite.

you shrugged, "you're welcome."

once you both had finished, you were so satisfied and full. the tasty flavour of ramen remained on your tongue as you reluctantly stood up, h/n following.

"i'll put this away." you sighed, looking down at the empty pot.

your husband nodded, "come to our room when you're done."

you raised an eyebrow but nonetheless nodded.

h/n left to his room while you picked up the empty bowls and utensils, heading to the kitchen and dumping everything into the sink. you quickly sprayed it all with water before leaving. you could just clean them properly later.

"h/n?"

you stepped into your bedroom, catching sight of your husband lying on the bed, holding out an arm for you to come rest on.

you chuckled, shaking your head as you headed over to him.

"what's this for?" you asked, taking a seat.

the mattress sunk with your weight as you crawled over to your husband and plopped down beside him, intertwining both your fingers together.

"so?" you questioned.

"soo...?" he grinned.

you stared at him in confusion, eyebrow raised.

"what?"

"how about we have another child?" he blurted out.

you smacked him in the face.

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Fate's Doing - JHS | THREE |

Notes: Okay guys! This is the final piece for Hobi! Thank you all for reading and stay tuned for Namjoon's story! Also, to avoid confusion, as I move on with each of the boy's stories, their soulmates will be given names if mentioned at any other time. It's really only Namoon's because his story was supposed to be posted first eye- but anyway, enjoy!

Part of the Euphoria series - Masterlist | ONE | TWO | THREE

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Hoseok watched on fondly as Taehyung chased Jaehun around the living room of his apartment, almost knocking into the coffee table where an assortment of snacks was laid out. Namjoon was currently munching on the packet of biscuits Jaehun had neglected in favor of playing with his uncle, phone in hand as he filmed the interaction between the two.

"Yah, careful. The last thing you need is a nasty bruise on your birthday," Taehyung gently scolds, picking Jaehun up to attack his neck with tickles, the child's giggles following immediately after.

It wasn't much of a party, per se, more of a birthday get-together. Hoseok had thought it better to keep it small and within the tight-knit group of his friends. Last year, Jaehun's fifth birthday party turned out to be a bit of a mess. More than a few friends had come over, including Jaehun's Grandparents, his aunt, and a few of Hoseok's friends from the dance studio. By the time they brought out the cake, Jaehun was nowhere to be found. Hoseok did manage to find him hiding in his bedroom closet with his hands cupped over his ears -- there were more people around than he was used to seeing at a time. He just wanted Jaehun to be comfortable, he's terribly shy, and Hoseok didn't want to overwhelm him and stop him from having fun this year.

It was just pushing mid-day, Hoseok wanted to have the get-together early, with Yoongi having his shift at the radio station at three and Jungkook needing to get to his summer class at the same time. He checked his watch and sighed, it's been an hour since he's asked Jimin and Jungkook to collect the cake on their way, and it won't be long until Jaehun starts asking questions.

"I told you, you should've asked Taehyung. He's less easily distracted." Yoongi comments behind him, brushing past him to get into the refrigerator to place the tray of his freshly made sandwiches. He and Jin had finally stopped arguing about what to make for lunch. Jin wanted to make traditional Seaweed soup, and Yoongi thought it would be best for everyone to eat lightly and just have peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, which honestly had started the argument because Jin thought it was unacceptable. They eventually decided to just do both, they can have soup and still eat the sandwiches later if they get hungry again.

"I called Kook, they should be here in a bit," Hoseok smiled, watching Taehyung play dead to the amusement of Jaehun, who laughed and poked at his belly.

It wasn't long before there was a knock on the door, and Hoseok moved to answer it, finding Jimin and Jungkook on the other side, both with wide smiles and empty-handed.

"Where's-"

"On its way up," Jimin says, his smile curling into a smirk and a glint of mischief in his eyes that Hoseok didn't trust. Jimin looks past him and his face lit up, "Oh there he is!" He shuffles past Hoseok to scoop up a happy Jaehun who had wandered into the hallway and smother him with kisses.

"In my defense, this was Jimin-Hyung's idea," Jungkook says, brushing past Hoseok to greet Jaehun as well, leaving the man standing at the open door, confused. He was about to ask what was when the words died in his throat and he almost choked.

"Hi,"

Hoseok had almost shut the door in panic as you were standing in front of him, holding the cake that he's sure was the replacement that Jungkook had said he and Jimin got. He just wasn't expecting you to be holding it. He realized a moment later that he was just standing there, gawking, not saying a word.

"Oh, uh. Hi, Y/n...What..." He cleared his throat, throwing a glare over his shoulder at Jimin who snickered at his floundering, turning to look back at you who was smiling so pretty, and his heart hammered against his ribcage. "What're you doing here?"

"Your boys needed a cake so I helped and now I'm here," Your smile faded into something that was a little more nervous, and your brows furrowed the tiniest bit, "I would've texted or something, but I don't have your number and Jimin said I could come when I asked,"

"Oh," Hoseok says, mentally kicking himself for his lackluster response, he steps aside, allowing you to come into his apartment. He thank you softly when he closed the door behind you, narrowing his eyes at Jimin when he practically skipped over to take the cake from your hands saying that he'll put it in the kitchen. He not-so-subtly sent a wink Hoseok's way, turning and announcing to everyone that he and Jungkook brought someone.

Seokjin poked his head out from the kitchen and his laugh followed, "Well well well," He smirks, giving Hoseok a knowing look, "Nice to see you again,"

The others followed soon after to see what Seokjin was going on about, both Namjoon and Yoongi offering you a wave, the only one confused was Taehyung. Then, Jaehun was looking around Namjoon's legs, a gasp leaving him as he noticed who it was. He ran to you, hugging your legs.

"Hi!"

While you greeted his son, Hoseok walked into the kitchen, dragging Jimin behind him by his wrist.

"Why'd you bring her?" Hoseok questions in a harsh whisper, trying not to be overheard by you, but he supposed you're too busy being properly introduced to his friends to even hear. Jin was already cracking jokes, much to the guys' displeasure as groans followed his laugh. Jimin was giving him that same mischievous smile when he was up to no good, eyes crescentic and dimple flashing.

"Hyung!" Jimin whines, causing both Jin and Yoongi to turn in their direction, his hand slipped from Hoseok's loose grip, landing on his shoulder to give a soft squeeze. "I'm trying to help, you talked about her a lot, and she asked to come so..."

"You did say she had nice legs," Jin comments almost a little too loudly but was drowned out by Jimin's laugh. He comes back into the kitchen to check on lunch that was still cooking, moving to lean against the sink facing Hoseok and Jimin. "Besides, it's too late to ask her to leave, that would be rude since she literally just saved your life bringing that cake and she and Namjoon are talking about books."

Hoseok wanted to protest at their ganging up on him, it's not that he didn't want you to stay, Jaehun was pretty fond of you and too excited by your sudden presence to be okay if you left too soon. He's just been thinking about you too recently --Even before he literally bumped into you at the supermarket earlier that week-- and he feared that his nerves would give way to him saying something stupid. Hoseok takes a glance over his shoulder, the open concept of the living room and kitchen allowed him a perfect view of you sitting on his leather couch next to Namjoon. Taehyung was pouting by the window as he was forgotten by Jaehun who had glued himself to your side, constantly pulling you away from your conversation with Namjoon to offer you snacks.

"What about that connection you were talking about?" Seokjin asks, his voice lowered to avoid it carrying, "Take this as your chance to see if it's not just a feeling,"

Hoseok sighs, "I thought I had a connection with her too, but look where that landed me."

"With a son, whom we all love so don't say it like it's a bad thing. Something good came from that, who's to say that trusting that feeling wouldn't be something good too?" Jin shakes a wooden spoon at him.

"I didn't mean--"

"I know you didn't," Jin interjects with a smile, "I'm just trying to place my point, Hobi. Trust it this time."

Hoseok knew exactly what Jin was thinking, and to be honest, he's thought about it, too. It's a little bit worrying, the way you've been on his mind. He had confined in Namjoon, asking him how he felt when he found his soulmate if he had felt that urge to be around her at every moment. Trying to find the reason behind his sudden need other than the most obvious one. He knew a lot about soulmate theory, about the pull, and everything that came with meeting your soulmate, but he couldn't be sure. Hoseok had his doubts, could you actually be the one that he'd been waiting for all this time? He knows well the burn of falling for someone not destined for you, the pain that brought, knowing that just like Jaehun's mother, you would leave him once you found your soulmate.

This was really the reason, even if you would both randomly see each other at the oddest of times, he wanted to draw a line, create a boundary that should never be crossed. He wasn't only thinking of himself, but his son as well, if he were to act purely on his impulse, if it was nothing more than a feeling and worse came to worse, Jaehun would be heartbroken.

He didn't want to tell Jin that there was nothing to trust in feelings such as those, he was only looking out for him as he always did. So instead, he smiled and hoped it didn't look as forced as it felt.

Jin nodded his head once, a sign that the conversation was over and behind them, and rose his spoon again, "Now go be a good host, don't leave the girl waiting."

Hoseok had almost forgotten that Jimin was there until he spoke around a mouthful of peanut butter and jelly sandwich. "Yeah, Hyung, and her nice legs,"

"Aish, shut up." He playfully shoves him, taking a breath before entering the living room.

"You too, Park. Don't think I don't see you stuffing your face over there!"

An hour later, lunch was eaten and gifts were given to Jaehun who took his turn thanking everyone with hugs. He was busy playing with the remote control toy car that Jin had gotten him, the man proudly boasting that it lights up beautifully at night. Taehyung had gotten him more watercolors and sketch pads than he'd ever know what to do with, saying that he was helping to shape is artistic ability. Yoongi had gotten him an all-for-one ticket to an amusement park opening at the end of the summer that would give him free entry to all rides and free reign to puke his guts out.

Grand gifts aside, the other boys had gotten him things for everyday use, clothes and shoes, and baseball caps to match. And a box of donuts for him to indulge in later from the cafe that Namjoon's soulmate, Meijeun, works at.

At two, the cake was cut and shared before Yoongi and Jungkook had to leave. The former complaining that there was a new girl coming in for a briefing, leaving Jaehun with a pat on his head and a wave to everyone, dragging Jungkook who he'd drop to his class on the way. It wasn't long before Namjoon had left, saying that he had plans with Mei for the evening.

The others had filtered out later on in the day as afternoon bled into the evening hours when the street lamps had turned on. Seokjin had offered to help clean up the mess of gift wrappers and nearly deflated balloons, but Hoseok had waved him off.

"Don't you have a curriculum to plan?" Hoseok asked, herding Jin out of his apartment before he could attempt to clean up anyways.

"Not really, the kids won't have much to do in terms of school work. It's more of a summer camp. You should let Jaehun come, it'll be great for him to make friends before the summer's over," Jin had been going on about what he wanted his students to do during the summer. Instead of loading them with homework for the school break, he had the coming two weeks booked with activities for the children whose parents worked during the holiday.

Jin stopped at the door, peeking around Hoseok to see you and Jaehun stuffing the brightly colored gift wrappers that had wandered into the entrance hallway into a plastic bag. When he looks back at Hoseok, he pats his shoulder, wiggling his eyebrows suggestively, "You're alone now, so don't screw it up. And I want details, so call me or something!" He leaves with a wink and a thumbs-up, his laugh bouncing off the walls as he made his way to the elevator at the end of the hall. Hoseok rolls his eyes and shuts the door.

"He has a funny laugh," He turns to find you, stifling a laugh of your own behind your hand, eyes squinting and cheeks flushed, "It sounds like wiping glass. I've been trying not to laugh every time he did all afternoon,"

"Oh, he'll be glad to know that his laugh is funny to you," Hoseok smiles, grabbing a bag of his own to clean the mess in his living room, "Don't let him know though, he'll probably laugh around you for hours on end just to make you smile,"

"I wouldn't mind, he's nice. They all are...Taehyung's an artist?" You ask, stepping over Jaehun's new toy that almost bounced your ankle speeding by to pick up the sketch pads that Tae had brought, "He spoke a while about it, but not much,"

"Yeah, he is. He doesn't really talk much about the stuff he's working on, so we don't see it until it's done," Hoseok pulls a tack from the wall, bringing down the string that held the balloons on it and stared at it not sure what to do with it yet. He's been sure to keep a bit of distance between you both, cleaning one side of the room while you cleaned the other, occasionally playing with Jaehun who had more than enough energy to keep you distracted.

"What do you do? I didn't get a chance to ask," Your voice floated over to him, you were looking at the pictures that were framed on his wall, most of them of Jaehun and his friends.

"I own a dance studio a couple streets over," He watches the surprise filter over your face as you turn to face him. He looks away quickly, hoping you didn't catch him staring at you and appreciating how good you looked in form-fitting black tights and loose off-white tee-shirt. Heat climbed his neck, flushing his cheeks and he tried to feign nonchalance, "Hope World."

"You own Hope World?!" You gasp, eyebrows going up, "My cousin takes classes there on the weekend, he never shuts up about it."

Your words make Hoseok blush, he rubs the back of his neck, "It's nothing much really, I love to dance and I want to help people who want to learn,"

The both of you continue to clean in silence, with Jaehun mostly helping. He tried to keep calm as you would constantly brush by each other to and from the kitchen. Hoseok only realized it was getting late when Jaehun yawned and rubbed his eyes, standing in front of him with his arms stretched upwards. Hoseok lifts him up, setting him on his hip, "Ready for bed?" He nods sleepily, resting his head against Hoseok's shoulder, "Let's say goodnight to Y/n first, okay?"

Jaehun reaches out for you when Hoseok was close enough, twisting in his grip to hug you tightly around your neck, pressing a big kiss to your cheek. Mumbling a tired goodnight before snuggling back against Hoseok, "I'll be right back,"

"Take your time," You smile, and Hoseok felt doves take flight in his stomach. He carefully steps over Jaehun's over-turned toy car, toeing it into a corner where it would be out of the way of his shuffling feet. He hummed a song he knew Jaehun liked to further lull him, opening the door to his bedroom, nudging it further still with his hip. He'd thought that Jaehun was already asleep when he laid him on his bed, startling him a bit when he found his brown eyes peering up at him, albeit sleepily.

"Da?" Small hands gripped Hoseok's fingers, tight enough to be worrying, and he remembers a time when his hands were only small enough to hold his index finger.

"Yeah?" Without shaking his grip, Hoseok pulled the dark blue fleece-lined comforter around Jaehun, stopping to brush back dark hair that splayed every which way on his forehead, he'll need a trim soon. "What's wrong?"

"Can Y/n stay with us forever?" The question almost made Hoseok's heart stop, and then pound quickly. Jaehun stared at him with wide brown eyes, and Hoseok thought that he could half-ass his way through the reply he was going to give, but he was so terrible at lying. He knew that Jaehun was unaware of the effects of his simple question, and Hoseok could feel the awkwardness tensing his shoulders. It was the same feeling he got when Jaehun had asked why he doesn't see his mother, and that was something Hoseok had barely gotten through.

"Uh..." He chuckles, trying to find anything to look at but his son's curious eyes, and cleared his throat, "That isn't up to me, bud."

Jaehun pouts the same way he does when he can't get what he wants, kicking his feet underneath the sheets with a whine, "But why? Why can't she stay?"

Hoseok chuckles again, placing his hands over Jaehun's legs to stop his restless movements, and sighed, "Well, for one she has to go home.." He struggled to find a way to explain it for a child to understand, scratching at his cheek, "And sometimes, things just don't work out the way you want them to, no matter how much you want it. Everything's up to fate, I guess."

Jaehun stares at him for a long quiet moment, long enough for Hoseok to count the seconds between the silence as he processed his answer. His nose scrunches, brows furrowing and he saw what Yoongi told him a while back, that he looks exactly like him when he's confused.

"That's dumb." He finally says, crossing his arms, and Hoseok laughs, shaking his head as he leaned over to press a fleeting kiss to his forehead.

"Yeah, it is." Hoseok tucks him in, noting the sleepy droop of his eyes, "I'm gonna step out for a bit, will you be okay here by yourself?" Even though he knows he'll be fast asleep, he felt the need to ask. He walks to the open door, turning to watch him, smiling at the fact that he was still so small in his big bed, swamped by the multitude of pillows and thick sheets.

"Da," He whines loudly, pout back in place, "I'm big now."

"Oh yeah?" Hoseok smirks, "So I can turn the light off then?"

"No, no!" Jaehun pulls the comforter up to his eyes, peeking at Hoseok, and the man chuckles. He was still afraid of the dark, despite knowing that nothing was there, but nothing could ever beat a child's imagination. He remembers how hard it was for him when he'd gotten his own room, many nights were spent with Jaehun sneaking into Hoseok's bed in the middle of the night because his room was too dark. Even with the glow of his rocket ship night light and stick-on glow-in-the-dark stars that dotted the ceiling.

"I'll be back soon okay?"

With Jaehun's question burning in his mind, Hoseok walks back to his living room, finding you standing by the window. He said that he'd take you home and you gave him your address, and the both of you made your way to the elevator at the end of the hall. The ride down was silent, with Hoseok stealing glances at you every other minute, noticing your slight fidgetting and the seemingly nervous twiddling of your thumbs.

Within the close confinements of his car and above the soft buzz of a hip-hop track playing to fill the silence, you were the first to speak.

"Can I ask you something?" Your voice was soft, sounding just as nervous as it did when you were standing at his door hours ago. Hoseok hummed, looking at you, the soft glow of the red traffic light illuminating your face as you avoided his gaze. You fiddled with the hem of your tee-shirt, and Hoseok gripped the steering wheel hard to stop himself from reaching over and taking your hand in his. "You don't have any pictures of Jaehun's mother, I was just wondering what happened to her..."

Hoseok stared straight ahead, watching the windscreen wipers move back and forth as a light drizzle had started a while ago. He realized he'd feared that question the minute you were looking at the photos on his walls, and not too certain he trusted himself to answer without dragging himself into a place he didn't want to be, he remained silent.

"Sorry, you don't have to answer that..." You looked out the window, and Hoseok felt the need to quiet your mind.

"It's alright," He offers you a smile when you glanced his way, shifting the gears when the light changed and the car moved forward. "She left. She wasn't my soulmate and she found what she was waiting for a year after we had Jae,"

"I'm sorry," Hoseok felt your hand on his where it rested on the stick shift, and an ache settled in his chest at the genuine concern lacing your words. As your hand left his, tingles shot up the limb and gathered around the edges of his soul mark and he shot you a worried glance to find that your expression mirrored his.

"It was a long time ago, don't worry about it." He mumbles, finding it so hard to think with the soft buzzing he felt at his right shoulder. Watching as you pressed nimble fingers to your left, just under your collar bone. Leaving him wondering if you had felt what he felt just then. The silence spread between you both as Hoseok turned down the street you told him to. It was strangely comforting, being in the same space and not having the need to speak.

"Oh," Hoseok fumbled for his phone, "You said you didn't have my number," His eyes flickered between the road and his phone as he unlocked it and passed it to you. The sound of your soft laugh made him smile, you were staring at his wallpaper. A picture of him and Jaehun that Jungkook had taken last summer during their trip to the beach, with Jin photo-bombing in the background throwing a handful of sand at Yoongi. The phone tumbled from your hand not a second later, the startled gasp that left you almost made Hoseok swerve his car.

"What? What is it?" The car slowed to a stop at another red light, and grateful for the moment, Hoseok met your panicked expression. "Y/n?"

"Your..." You reach for the phone at your feet, and Hoseok saw the tremble of your hand, "Your soul mark...it's just like mine."

All at once, time seemed to freeze around him and there was no longer the sound of the rain against the roof of the car or the soft lull of the music from the radio. He was confused for a second, and he wondered if he had misheard you -- if his mind was playing tricks on him just because. You were staring at him, eyes wide, your lips moved but Hoseok barely heard over the sound of his blood rushing in his ears and everything came back in a rush when a horn blared from behind. Knuckles white and eyes on the road, Hoseok pulled over when you mumbled that your building was on the right.

The engine was still running and the rain fell harder now, light drizzle taking a turn to a downpour. The silence was no longer comfortable, but thick as can be as you both said nothing, too lost in your own thoughts to even speak.

"Thank you," Once again, you were the first to break that silence, sliding his phone onto his thigh and Hoseok felt those tingles again when your fingers brushed the material of his sweatpants and he was sure you felt it this time as you were quick to pull your hand away. You reach for the clasp of the seatbelt and before Hoseok could stop you, you were out of his car and in the rain.

Hoseok scrambled to follow, not caring that he was getting soaked as he made a quick dash around the front of his car to grab your arm. "Wait, wait." You evaded him at first, pulling your arm away, and he stepped in front of you, effectively stopping you in your tracks. "Just hold on a second."

He realized then, as he watched you, that the redness of your cheeks wasn't because of the chill of the rain. Nor the shake of your shoulders and the tremble of your bottom lip. He realized that while he was processing your revelation, you had taken his silence for rejection.

"What?" You snap, a fire in your eyes, though it was dimmed in the midst of your heartbreaking, "Want to say it to my face now?"

"What? No, no. I...It was unexpected is all. I just didn't... I'm making this worse aren't I?" You roll your eyes and try to step past him, but Hoseok mirrored your movements, and you huffed frustratedly. "I'm not rejecting you. I'm just scared."

"Scared about what?"

"That I won't do this right. I'm scared because I'll mess up somehow and you'll leave, that any minute now I'll wake up." He watched as your gaze softened, your hand found his, and a gentle smile tugged at the corners of your mouth.

"You're not, but this is scary for me too, okay?" You look away for a moment, shy smile still in place, "We should get out of the rain."

Right, it's raining.

Hoseok laughed lightly as you tugged him along behind you to stand under the alcove at the doors to your apartment building. Now standing out of the downpour that only seemed to worsen the longer he stared at the drops hitting the pavement, Hoseok shivers. Things could be quite unpredictable, just like how the weather forecast said it would be a warm night and yet there was the rain. Or the way he had resigned himself to living without finding his soulmate, saying a long time ago that the only thing he needed was Jaehun and his friends. Yet, here you are, clothes soaked through, wet hair plastered to your skin and smiling still, watching him like he hung the moon in the sky.

And you stood there even after he had bid you goodnight, cheeks flushed not from the chill but from the kiss he had fleetingly given before running back to his car. Phone in hand as you waved, saying that you would let him know when you got to your apartment safely.

Fate had a funny way of taking what she wanted, and she always did.

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BTS Baby Series Drabble: Doctor Visits

Author’s Note: Don’t forget to send in any questions that you guys may have for the Baby Series Q&A that I’ll be doing! Questions can be about the boys and reader’s relationship, their pregnancy, and their lives as parents! I hope you guys enjoy this drabble!

Kim Seokjin

You stood next to Jin, biting nervously on your lip as you watched the doctor examine Kaiden. Since Kaiden was born premature, he was naturally smaller than other one year olds and you were always concerned about him getting enough to eat.

“So, how’s he looking?” Jin asked. The doctor laid Kaiden back down on the examination table and looked over at you and Jin.

“He’s doing great,” he confirmed, and you let out a little sigh of relief. “Still small but that’s to be expected.”

“Do you think I should be feeding him more?” You wondered as you stood up and walked over to them. You picked Kaiden up and held him close to your chest, bouncing him lightly.

“Does he seem satisfied with the amount that you’re feeding him now?” The doctor questioned and you nodded. “Well then, I don’t see any reason to increase it. You don’t wanna overfeed him.”

Once the doctor finished giving you and Jin all of Kaiden’s new measurements, he told you both goodbye before walking out of the room. You began to to redress Kaiden while Jin looked down at you.

“I told you he’d be fine,” Jin said and you rolled your eyes lightly.

��I know but can you blame me for worrying?” You shrugged.

“No, but he’s clearly stronger than we give him credit for,” Jin smiled as he leaned down and pressed a kiss to Kaiden’s forehead. “Our warrior.”

Min Yoongi

“It’s ok Kins,” you whispered as you bounced Kinsley lightly in your arms. For whatever reason, Kinsley was absolutely terrified of the doctor. Whenever he even tried to come near her, she would start screaming.

“I’m so sorry about this,” you apologized and the doctor shook his head quickly.

“I’m used to it,” he chuckled. “You learn not to take it personally after a while.”

“Here baby, give her to me,” Yoongi said. You passed Kinsley off to him and he began to firmly rub her back, hushing her. 

“It’s ok, baby girl. He’s not gonna hurt you,” he mumbled and Kinsley’s cries began to die down a little. Since she had calmed down a little, Yoongi attempted to pass her to the doctor but when she realized who she was being handed to, her cries started back up again full force.

Yoongi looked up and smiled sheepishly at the doctor. “Do you think you could check her out while I hold her? I don’t think she’s gonna let you hold her,” he said, making you giggle.

“Not the first time I’ve had to do it, so no problem.”

Kim Namjoon

You took off Mason’s little sneakers while Namjoon held him in his arms. Once you were done, Namjoon walked over to where Mason’s doctor was standing and placed Mason down, holding him up against the wall. 

“He’s about 33.4 inches tall,” the doctor announced as he motioned to Namjoon that it was ok for him to pick Mason up again.

“Is that good?” You wondered.

“Great, actually. He’s well above average in comparison to other one year olds.”

“What’s the average height?” Namjoon asked.

“Between 29 and 30 inches,” the doctor replied.

“Wow,” you chuckled. “That’s crazy.”

“Yep, you’ve got a big boy on your hands,” he smiled down at Mason, who copied him and smiled back. “He’s doing amazing though, you two. Right on track for everything.” You grinned widely, pressing a kiss to Mason’s cheek, which made him giggle. 

 Jung Hoseok

“Oh my gosh Hobi, can you get her?” 

“I kind of have my hands full over here,” he groaned as Lennox attempted to climb onto his shoulder. You sighed heavily and moved the clipboard in your hand away from Berkeley, who had been trying to grab at it for the past five minutes.

“I need to finish filling out this form, though,” you replied as you set the clipboard down. You picked Berkeley up, making her babble loudly, and set her on the ground. You then reached into the diaper bag on the side of you and pulled out a toy car, handing it to her. She began to play with it and you looked at Hobi to see Lennox yanking at his hair now. 

“Quit that Len,” you chastised, trying to remove Hobi’s hair from his grip. However, he wouldn’t let go. Just then, the twins’ doctor walked in. 

“I see he’s a busy body now, huh?” He chuckled at the sight of you trying to get Lennox to let Hobi’s hair go.

“Unfortunately,” Hobi groaned, letting out a yelp when you finally managed to get Lennox to let go. 

“Sorry babe,” you apologized, taking Lennox and setting him in your lap.

“Looks like she is too,” the doctor laughed as he looked down, making you and Hobi do so as well.

“Berkeley, take your mouth off that table right now,” Hobi commanded as he got up to go get her.

Park Jimin

“So, what seems to be the problem?” Noah’s doctor wondered as he began to take Noah’s vitals. “You seemed a little panicked when you called and made this appointment.”

“Well, I called because he hasn’t been sleeping through the night,” you said wearily and Jimin set his hand on your thigh, squeezing reassuringly.

“Did this just start recently?” The doctor asked and you shook your head.

“He’s never slept through the night,” you explained. “He’s one years old now and it worried me.”

“In other words, we haven’t had a full night’s sleep in a year and we’re about to lose the small amount of sanity that we have left,” Jimin added.

“Ah,” your doctor nodded. “Well, have you tried developing a routine with him?”

“No,” you shook your head.

“It might be something you’d want to consider. It’ll help him start to understand that certain things mean that it’s time for bed, and he’ll eventually adjust,” he explained. You and Jimin nodded in understanding and the doctor handed Noah back to you. “All of his vitals were great though. He’s definitely a happy and healthy little boy.” You looked down at Noah, who was looking over at Jimin with a drooling smile on his face. 

“Yeah, we’re lucky to have mini me here,” Jimin smiled.

Kim Taehyung

“I can’t do this.”

“Tae, it’s fine. She’ll be fine.”

“No, she won’t. This is torture,” Tae whined, making you roll your eyes. Spencer had a doctor’s appointment today and everything had been going well, until Tae found out that Spencer was getting two shots today.

“It’ll only hurt for a few seconds and then she’ll forget about it,” you pointed out.

“But I won’t forget the sad look on her face or her tears,” Tae pouted. You took Spencer out of his arms and sat down on the examination table with her in your lap. The nurse prepared the needles and Tae covered his eyes as the nurse stuck the needle into Spencer’s left arm. Spencer let out a loud wail and you gently shushed her. The nurse quickly did the same to Spencer’s right arm before she announced that she was all finished.

“See? All done Munchkin,” you cooed as you picked her up and held her close to you. Tae removed his hands from over his eyes and stood up, walking over to you. He leaned down and kissed Spencer’s cheek multiple times, trying to comfort her as well.

“Mommy’s just a meanie, isn’t she?” Tae whispered and you looked over at him. 

“I’m feeling attacked,” you laughed.

“Good, because I’m attacking you. You let them hurt my Munchkin and that’s unforgivable,” he stated firmly and you rolled your eyes again at his dramatics. 

Jeon Jungkook

You filled out the form in your lap, your knee bouncing nervously making it hard for you. You heard a loud whimper and looked over to your right, seeing Ava curl up further into Jungkook’s chest.

“I know Angel, I know,” Jungkook soothed her, rubbing her back comfortingly. He looked up and caught your eyes, and he frowned at seeing the worried look on your face. “Baby, she’s going to be fine.”

“I know that rationally, but I can’t help but to feel bad for her,” you pouted. “She’s clearly in so much pain and we can’t do anything about it.” Before Jungkook could reply, Ava’s doctor walked in the room. He took one look at Ava and his eyes widened considerably.

“Let me guess: she’s sick?” He asked, making you and Jungkook both nod in affirmation. Jungkook stood up and tried to set Ava down on the examination table but she clutched onto his hoodie with a death grip, making you frown.

“You can just hold her if that makes her feel better,” the doctor assured and Jungkook nodded before sitting down on the examination table with Ava in his lap. The doctor then proceeded to check Ava out, examining her heart rate, ears, and throat. Once he was done,he grabbed his prescription pad and began to scribble on it. 

“Looks like she has an ear infection,” your doctor said.

“That explains why she’s been in so much pain,” Jungkook muttered. The doctor finished writing on the pad and ripped the slip of paper off, handing it to you.

“Here’s a prescription for some antibiotics. Give those to her and it should clear up within the next few days,” he explained. After a few more instructions, you all said goodbye before he walked out of the room.

“I can’t wait until she’s feeling better,” you said. “I hate it when she doesn’t feel well.”

“Who are you telling?” Jungkook murmured, leaning down to press a kiss to the top of Ava’s head.

[jiminsgalaxxi]

Another night that ended beautifully for BTS. CONGRATULATIONS!😘

Let’s continue walking together our flower path. BTS x ARMY forever 💜💜💜 Golden Disc Awards Day 2 6 Jan 2019 IDOL Finale © _nuna_V

[slutknj]

these boys right here makes me such a soft bitch

[seonghwasplanet]

Got tagged by @softforjungwoo on my main but imma do it here dkjfjhjk

Rules: Write down your top 10 biases then answer the questions

(this was so hard cause I have so many at the same spot)

Jhope (bts)

Haechan (nct)

Chen (exo)

DK (seventeen)

Zhengting (9%)

Seonghwa (KQ Fellaz)

Jisoo (blackpink)

Johnny (nct)

Jin (bts)

Kun (nct)

Between 1 and 4, who would you rather kiss? Jhope or DK. Jhope was my first boo so always

Between 2 and 7, who would be your best friend? Haechan or Jisoo. That kid is hilarious he cracks me up.

Between 5 and 10, who has the better voice? Zhengting or Kun. His cover of miracles in december is something I listen to regularly.

Between 1 and 8, who is the funniest? Jhope or Johnny. I mean it’s kind of obvious, plus Johnny is more cute to me than funny.

Between 6 and 9, who would you date? Seonghwa or Jin. He’s my age so we probs have more things to talk about plus he’s super cute and more my type in general.

Between 9 and 10, who would you do a collaboration with? Jin or Kun. No idea what I’d do but to be there encouraging Jin? Yes.

Between 4 and 8, who is the best dancer? DK or Johnny. Only slightly (plus I’ve been obsessed with DK fancams lately).

Between 3 and 5, who would you most likely marry? Chen or Zhengting. Just yes yes yes yes.

Between 1 and 7, who would you nurse when they’re sick? Jhope or Jisoo. There’s something about her that makes me want to protect her???

Between 2 and 3, who has the better smile? Haechan or Chen. The way his lips curl is my fav thing ever ldhfodfho.

Between 6 and 8, who would you vacation with? Seonghwa or Johnny. I can just imagine us strolling around and taking aesthetic photos uwu

I tag my boos @choerry-bbomb and @boa-aekgay

[mylifeisbangtan]

BTS Jin and Body Positivity

It’s about 3:00 am here and I’m lying in bed trying not to die from cramps, and I have just seen some posts that really pissed me off. Like, maybe it’s the fact that my lady bits are sending cramps and pain through my whole body and that’s why I’m mad... Or it could be that people need to think before they post something.

I want to talk about Jin right now. Yes, that Jin. BTS Jin. Kim Soekjin. Why do I want to talk about him you ask? Because I have seen some serious hate being thrown towards him today. And in all of these posts the OP always ends it with “but, like, not hate.” Wow. Because that cancels out everything you stated previously. 

We all know that Jin is very confident in the way that he looks. He has always said that he is handsome and that what he likes most about himself is his face. I mean, have you seen the man. He is very attractive. 

Today, we are always trying to help people become more confident in their skin. Body Positivity is a huge deal right now as more and more celebrities and people of influence are sharing their stories about diet and self esteem problems. These stories are told so that those who look up to them can feel that they are allowed to look and feel beautiful the way that they are. 

So, here comes Jin with his amazing confidence and stunning features, and people have the nerve to call him arrogant and vain, and a bad influence. Why? Because he’s confident? Why can’t we have someone like Jin telling us that it’s okay to love ourselves from the start? That we don’t need to hide anything about ourselves? Isn’t that just as powerful as hearing any other advice?

Why is it that Jin is being targeted as loud/rude/petty just for being confident and liking his own skin? Isn’t that what we’ve been striving towards? A world where people can raise their heads and feel happy and beautiful? 

Can we stop putting people down for the way that they look or for how they feel about themselves? If you don’t like how openly confident he is, then go somewhere else. Find something else to piss on, because we don’t need to ruin peoples perception of themselves. 

You think Jin is too confident so you’re going to knock his self esteem down a few pegs to a level you think is acceptable? Let me tell you, I know people personally who are vain and only think of themselves. They go on and on about their life and if they have a problem they expect people to drop the world and be their for them. Yet when we need them to be a friend and help us, they are no where to be seen. Being vain means that you feel so self entitled that you can’t seem to care about the people around you. Jin is not vain. (I am about to spit fire on all of the caring things he does so ya’ll best sit your ass down).

Jin spent so much time making a New Years dish for all of the members to enjoy together since they couldn’t be with their families. And, he cooks meals for them in general so they don’t eat fast food all the time. Jin cleans the dorms. He even mentioned wanting to help Jimin open up and be more social. The members literally have referred to him as a loving Grandma/Mom because of the way he takes care of everyone. (Most of these were from memory or watching videos of him interacting with the members or from old articles I once read).

So, next time you want to call someone names/call someone vain understand what it means first ie. self obsessed, conceited, narcissistic. Also, no one EVER has the right to talk about someone’s body. They are not bothering you, and you have NO idea what that person has been through. 

Body Positivity is a very personal subject to me, so there was no way I was just going to sit here and let people bash another person for their looks/confidence. No matter who they are. 

Quit trying to promote hate and start realizing people are going to learn to love themselves whether you like it or not. 

Jin is a handsome man whose confidence is admirable. Deal with it.