#bts jhope snaps

[jungkookjeon0007]

Nights in Vegas | CH. 22 (JJK FF)

☆ summary: When Olivia flies to Las Vegas for her first ever BTS concert w/ her best friend, she was expecting to make lots of unforgettable memories... What she wasn't expecting was to end up with the lead singer, Jeon Jungkook, knocking on her hotel room door only to find her in nothing but a towel. What will happen when the golden maknae wants to see her again? Will it lead to heartbreak, or a promising future for them both?

☆ pairing(s): jungkook x olivia.

☆ ratings: (18+) for detailed sex scenes + harsh language.

☆ genre: smut, angst, fluff.

☆ word count: 1.66k.

☆☆☆☆☆☆

[Author's POV]

A few hours after his conversation with Bang PD, Jungkook was left feeling more broken now than ever. All the members were feeling that something wasn't quite right with the youngest and was really starting to worry about him. They were split up into two cars on their way to the stadium with Jungkook, Yoongi, and Namjoon in one car and Jimin, Taehyung, Jhope, and Jin in another following behind.

Jungkook leaned against the window with a very depressed look on his face as he watched the city pass by him. The two older members gave each other a knowing look and decided it was time that they intervene.

"JK. What's going on with you?" Namjoon asked in a worried tone.

"Nothing Hyung. I'm just really tired is all."

Rolling his eyes and scooting forward, Yoongi interjected, "I'm not buying that shit for a second Kook. We have known you for years, don't you think we wouldn't realize right away when you're not acting like yourself?"

Yoongi was much more stern, but still had a caring tone at the same time.

Jungkook finally let out a loud sigh, "It's really not something I want to discuss right now, okay?"

Namjoon shook his head, "No, it's not okay. You have us very worried about you and we're not performing until you tell Yoongi and I what happened to you today."

He sat there silent, fighting back and forth with himself about whether he should tell them or not. But, when Yoongi called out to him, he quickly came to a decision. "Fine, I'll tell you. But, I only want you two to know for now. I don't want to tell the others until I've talked to Liv."

They both gave Jungkook a confused look, but nodded their heads, listening attentively as he explained the entire call he had with Bang PD. By the end of his explanation, the two were baffled and could not believe what they were hearing.

"I don't have any words. I understand where he's coming from, but at the same time making her move all the way to Korea is a bit unfair." Namjoon stated.

"Right? I don't know what to do or how to even feel at this point. Asking her to move her whole life for me seems so selfish and I don't want her to have to make this kind of life changing decision just to be with me."

Yoongi turned toward him, "Kook, listen to me, she is a very down to earth person and always seems to have an open mind. You need to explain every single detail to her or it will blow up in your face. I don't want to give you tough love in a time like this, but this is your only option other than breaking her heart and ending the whole thing before we leave."

Both Jungkook and Namjoon snapped their heads in his direction, "What the hell are you even talking about?" Jungkook asked in a very serious manner.

"I'm talking about breaking this off with her before you leave Jungkook. If you don't want to feel wrong and selfish about this, then end it. But it will hurt you both like a bitch and either way you go about this, you have to be the one to make a decision, not us." 

"Hyung, that doesn't make me feel better at all. Now I feel even more depressed." Jungkook threw his head back, putting his hand over his eyes.

At this point, he just wanted to run away and cry in a corner by himself. This was becoming too much for him to have to deal with.

"Why the hell would you even say that to him Yoon? He has a choice yes, but I think he needs to at least give her the choices as well. You know what you want and you know what you'd choose, share that with her while you're talking. Let her know you'd love to have her with you in Korea so you could see her every day, but also let her know that if this is too much of a large step for her, that she can say no and you will understand and respect her decision regardless. It's going to be difficult, yes. But you both will be involved with the decision and you both can give your inputs to one another and talk it out properly."

Jungkook looked at Yoongi, "I liked what he said better."

Yoongi rolled his eyes, "You only liked it better because it's Namjoon. You don't like hearing me tell you the raw and honest truth, but I cannot help it. I will always give you exactly what I think when you ask me for my opinion. I'm sorry if I hurt your feelings, but it's basically the same as what he said, he just said it in a nicer more sugar coated way."

Namjoon rolled his eyes as the car fell silent. Jungkook had a lot to think about within a very short amount of time. He will be talking to her about this tonight after the concert because there's no way he could wait until tomorrow, it would eat him alive.

. . .

They were now backstage getting prepared for set change number 4. The show is half way over and Jungkook has somehow managed to push all the stress from earlier to the back of his mind so he can give ARMY his all. This is their last concert in Las Vegas and he wants it to be full of memories and happiness, not stress and sadness.

"Let's go guys! Only a couple more sets and we are finished for the night! Let's all push through and have a great rest of the concert." Namjoon shouted.

All of the boys shouted and got pumped up while making their way to their positions, ready for another performance.

. . .

[Olivia's POV]

We were in our private room again as we watched the boys concert from backstage. It was their last one and you could tell they wanted it to be their very best.

Before the show, we saw them again and it was amazing but I'm not going to lie, I've been a bit on edge since then. Jungkook said he needed to talk to me when we go to the hotel, but he never said what it was about and I have been stressing over what it could be ever since he told me.

I don't know if I can handle what he will say because I know it has to be the verdict about us being together or not, and that is a very scary thought for me.

They went through the rest of their sets and before long were saying their goodbyes to ARMY. Once they were finished with the concert and ready to head back to the hotel room, Jungkook came to get me. "Hey baby, are you ready to go?"

I half smiled at him, "Yes sir, let's get out of here."

He smiled as he reached his hand out for mine. I grabbed it and we intertwined our fingers, walking to the car that was waiting for us at the back entrance.

There was a silence between us the whole car ride until we reached the hotel.

"Come on baby, let's get inside." He helped me out of the car and we swiftly made our way up to his room.

I started getting more and more nervous because once he unlocked the door and we stepped in, I knew whatever we talked about from this point on would change everything between us. He shut the door as I took my shoes off and made my way to the couch then took his off as well and threw his jacket down onto the bed, slowly making his way to the couch.bHe stood in front of me as he looked down at the floor and my heart was beating like crazy as I wanted to fling myself into his arms and cry. I felt like what he was about to tell me was not going to be the best, and I was just not mentally prepared for this.

"Liv honey. We- we need to talk about somethings."

I nodded my head in agreement as he took a seat next to me on the couch, taking a deep breath. "So, I spoke with Bang PD today and he gave me his stipulations..."

Immediately my heart dropped. I knew it.

"Okay, and what did he have to say?"

He sighed, "I am going to tell you but when I do, I want us to be open with each other and be able to talk about everything before making any hasty decisions, okay?"

"Okay. What'd he have to say Jungkook?"

He looked at the floor and tightly closed his eyes. "He-he said that in order to see if this will work-"

He stopped and looked at me, completely frozen.

"Kookie baby, it's okay. Tell me what he said and we will talk it all out, I promise."

He grabbed both of my hands tightly, "He said that in order for him to see if this will work between us, he prefers that you come back to Korea with me when I go home and stay there for awhile."

I instantly felt nauseous and my eyes got huge. I didn't even know what to think in this moment.

He wants me to move all the way to Korea?!

[nightswithkookmin]

So like I didn't want to say anything about this but JM's Body guards are so selzy the way they protect him😌

Don't know why people are complaining they made him appear cold and unfriendly

I think you guys are too comfortable you forget these men are not supposed to be our friends.

He's not supposed to look friendly he's supposed to look better than you

If you think Jimin is supposed to cuddle up to you when he meets you on the streets you are nuts

Know your place

You are a nobody

His fart is worth more than your life

See him on the streets don't look him in the eye

Don't speak unless spoken to

Don't stand in his presence lie prostrate

Face down kiss the ground he walks on

No, he's not supposed to do what you want you are to do what HE WANTS

If he spits on you thank him and keep it pushing

No, you're not allowed to love yourself more than him

Yes take a bullet for him don't think twice

If he wants to fuxk you are unworthy to be fuxked

Front door back door you let him in

YOU CONFUSE HIM FOR AN INSTAGRAM MODEL AGAIN AND I'LL HAVE YOUR HEAD ON MY PLATE

You guys are gonna pretend out of BTS he is not the mmember who receives constant death threats the most.

You think he is there to feel important, no he is there to make yall feel important.

He is not begging to be photographed and this is an attestation to that. Gone are the days when he took to the streets to beg people to attend his shows for free and look at how people acted like they were better than him NOW LOOK WHERE HE GOT YALL

WESTERN MEDIA WANNA ACT LIKE THEY THREW A DOG A BONE

THEY WANNA ACT LIKE THEY DOING BTS A FAVOR WRITING ABOUT THEM INVITING THEM TO SHOWS AND INTERVIEWS GIVING THEM A GRAMMY

FUCK YALL

AND I DON'T WANNA HEAR ANYONE COMPARE JIMIN TO HOBI. THEY DON'T HAVE THE SAME STRUGGLES THEY CAN'T HAVE THE SAME SUPPORT.

ONE WAS THE MAIN EVENT ONE WASN'T

FACE OF DIOR AT A DIOR EVENT MEANS HE HAS MORE TO DO BEHIND SCENES THAN JUST SHOW UP LOOKING PRETY ON A RED CARPET.

THERE'S THINGS TO SIGN. PEOPLE TO MEET. TOURS TO TAKE. MODELS TO GREET. PHOTO SHOOTS AND SHIT.

PLUS HOBI HAS HIS OWN SHTICK

I'M YOUR HOPE YOU'RE MY HOPE I'M JHOPE

THAT AINT JIMIN

DONT EXPECT THE MOST INTIMIDATING MEMBER OF BTS OFF CAM TO LOOK LIKE A GOOFBALL ON THE RED CARPET.

HE IS KIND HE IS GENTLE HE IS LOVELY SEXY CUTE BUT WILL SNAP YOU IN HALF WITH HIS PINKIE GET YOUR FACTS ABOUT HIM RIGHT

AND LEAVE THAT MAN THE FUXK ALONE

HE STAY WINNING

[cathy-gabby]

No More Dream

March 22, 2024

Boybands are essential members of the music industry. For a time, they would become trendy and come a dime a dozen; other times, one boyband defines a generation – from the Beatles to the Backstreet Boys. The music lives on for generations but sadly, boybands come and go. When one member becomes too greedy and decides he is too famous to be just a member of a group; or when a member thinks he could be more than just a back-up singer with a few lines and very limited screentime and tries his luck as a solo artist – the band disintegrates and nothing is ever the same.

The globally phenomenal business that is kpop thrives because it follows a time-tested formula. Personalities come first; music comes second. The center member gets most of the lines and screentime; all the other members have to prop him/her up, whether they like it or not. They all have distinct roles to play to make the fans happy regardless of their own preferences. The music is generally crappy – sometimes a HIT but mostly a MISS - but the stage performances are insane; the stage antics and fan services are cringey at best and bordering on abuse at worse but the fans are happy; and the members play out their roles and personas to the hilt even if they are fictional versions of themselves.

Take for example the different personalities BTS members have projected on screen and on stage. (Intro: Persona by RM)

Jin is ONLY handsome; he is lazy; he only games a lot; he is a princess; he is a scaredy-cat.

JHope is another scaredy-cat; his only role in the group is to laugh a lot.

Suga is a genius; he is savage; he does not speak a lot but does not mince with his words.

RM is the leader; he has a very high IQ; he is a great lyricist; he is the muscle guy; he is a workout junkie.

V is cute; he has his own world; he always checks the vibe.

Jimin is CUTIE. SEXY. LOVELY.

JK is the ultimate muscle guy; he is an adrenaline junkie; he is very competitive; he is manhood personified.

For years, members play out their roles as best they can but since they are only portraying a make-believe persona, cracks appear here and there and they unwittingly show bits and pieces of their real selves. How many times have we seen Jin show his highly calculating intelligent mind in all those Run BTS episodes; or of Suga being soft and kind while Jimin is being assertive and scary when angry. Sadly, business is business so the script and the roles remain; hence, staged personas are magnified to obscure these snippets. And the members do their part.

But the military – an entity all its own – bursts the rose-tinted bubble that shrouds the kpop members. In a snap, the makeup and the hairstyles are gone; the glitter and the glamour are matted by the reality that all men in Korea have to go through. Boys become men to defend the sovereignty of their country. There is no script, only reality. No More Dream.

And so Captain Korea Jin excels superiorly in the military. For someone who is supposed to be the lazy and cowardly princess, he advances in his military promotions like how he moves up in his game levels – with his physical and emotional strength, calculating strategy, highly intelligent mind, and deep empathy.

Jhope who was originally chosen to be BTS leader now commands an entire army of trainees – his leadership skills shine through. And it’s not a laughing matter.

V who seemed passively placid carves his own path in the Special Duty Team (SDT) of the Korean Army Military Police. His competitive self stands out and he is now truly in a world all his own.

Cutie sexy contemporary dancer Jimin is assigned in the artillery that “requires good knowledge in mathematics and physics, as well as good judgment.” And that is so sexy of him.

And of course there is RM.

Muscle guy slash workout junkie RM is in the military band.  Fans thought that his IG posts of himself exercising – sometimes half-nakedly sexy – were a prelude to what should be expected of him once he would enlist. But no. RM is a musician through and through. Whether he is in a state-of-the-art music studio or in the military field playing his saxiphone, his musical genius is serving.

And JK?

Ultimate muscle guy slash adrenaline junkie fiercely competitive Jungkook is in the kitchen. And he is very proud about it, he even posts it on weverse himself, confirming that he is cleaning and cooking in the military. Did I expect it? No. Am I surprised? No. Because JK has shown many times his domesticity – during Bon Voyage when he would do the laundry, during In the Soop when he would cook together with Jin, during his weverse lives when he would wash the plates, vacuum his place, wash and fold the laundry, and cook and share his recipes even in the wee hours of the morning. How many times has he opened his live only for his fans to watch him watch a youtube cooking tutorial? Did JK condition us for what he wanted to be while in the military? Maybe. Maybe not. But what is assuredly definite is that he is very happy with where he is right now. JK brings dignity and glamour to what would have been a thankless job (and butt of jokes for many). I am so proud and happy for him.

This, for me, is the real Chapter 2 of BTS. They have chosen, on their own, where they are most comfortable and the happiest. No script. Just serving.

People are complex; celebrities even more. Despite the hours and hours of footages in different platforms, whether staged or personal, we are only shown a glimpse of the complexity of their lives. We are only spectators, but hopefully without the rose-tinted glasses, so that we can truly see what THEY (not the company) want us to see.

PS. Yoongi is still Yoongi - off the grid but surely making wondrous music.

[busan-boyzz]

Hello! Can i please request Bts Jhope and Namjoon valentines day snaps? Thank you~!

⚜️Hoseok and Namjoon Snaps⚜️

Mtl / Requesting Rules

[jeongsoo-jin]

Here's the request for Hobi

[miss-random-things]

Jung Hoseok/J-Hope Sending you the beautiful view.

[dirtykpopsnaps]

Some snaps I made for my best friend (N) to piss her off

[fefifofoggy]

if BTS exists in the MCU then which ones survived the thanos snap and who got blipped, i wanna know

[alpacaparkaseok]

Where you should be

9. Kairos

Genre: Hobi x oc

Warnings: this series contains stalking, blackmail, and similar stressful/fear inducing situations. Also unrequited love, which is perhaps the most terrifying of all.

Word Count: 3.2k

a/n: this is the final installment of Where you should be. I originally only planned for this story to have about 8 chapters, so yeah. I’m sorry if this came as a shock to some of you. I have loved getting to meet new people while writing this series; Hobi stans are literal sunshines. Hobi is one of my biases, so I was happy to get to write him a series. The world needs more Hobi fanfics. Thank you for reading, for reblogging, for interacting with me! Please enjoy and thank you for stopping in!

Kairos (n.) a propitious moment for decision or action; the ‘right time’

The bus station in Busan is crowded with people waiting to board the bus to head back to Seoul by the time I arrive there. Pulling my hood down low I begin to haul my bags to the taxi area, already exhausted.

While I wait in the growing line, I pull my phone out to start looking at hotels I can stay the night at. Hopefully Pdogg got my demo for Puma and will give me some feedback.

I get closer to the front of the line, hoping that a taxi will free up soon. I really just need a bed right now. Today has been too much.

Wincing as I see all the missed calls and texts from Hobi, I decide to text him as soon as I get settled into a hotel room. He deserves an explanation.

I’m watching the next taxi pull up into a vacant spot a black car swerves into the taxi lane, stopping right where the taxi was supposed to park. Honking and cursing ensues, people who were already frustrated after a long day of travel growing angry.

All of those angry voices are hushed the moment the driver’s door opens and a familiar face appears.

Hoseok’s eyes are on mine as he closes the door and strides up the steps toward me, ignoring the people that are staring at him. I blink at him, wondering if I’ve fallen asleep and this is all just a dream. This feels like something I would dream about; it’s too good to be true.

Only when the weight of my duffel bag is removed as Hoseok takes it off my hands do I realize that this may actually be real.

“Get in the car.”

His voice is gruff as the speaks, his eyes aflame with barely concealed anger. Shrinking in on myself, I pull my hood down even lower.

He knows I can’t make a scene here.

Hoseok waits until I start walking to begin walking as well, trailing behind me like a lurking predator and closing the door behind me when I sit down.

People’s phones are flashing as he puts my bags in the trunk, and he gives a polite wave before hopping back into the driver’s seat.

The kind smile he wore for the public as he waved is dropped as soon as he starts the car again, and he begins to speed out of the bus station. My heart is pounding out of my chest, the street lamps we pass under making me close my eyes as I can hardly keep up with them anymore.

I refuse to speak first, and it would appear that Hobi doesn’t plan on doing it either. Instead he drives and drives until we’re pulling into a hotel parking lot and he’s hopping out, grabbing my things for me.

“Stay here,” he orders, giving me a look that details just how he’ll murder me if I bail. “I’ll grab us a couple of rooms.”

It’s the fact that he specifies that we’ll be getting two rooms that has me freaking out. He disappears into the hotel, leaving me with my thoughts.

Scrolling through the texts I’ve been ignoring, I begin to realize just how much I screwed up.

Someone tapping on the window makes me jump, and I look up to see Hoseok waiting for me. Clambering out of the car, my face flushes as I’m sure that he saw that I was reading his messages.

I want to ask him how he knew where to find me, but one look at his solemn expression has me closing my mouth before I can ask the question. I follow him through a back entrance in the hotel, watching his feet as they ascend the stairs.

“Let me just drop your things off in your room,” he says when we come to a stop outside of a hotel room. Swiping the card, he waits for me to enter and then marches inside. Turning on his heel, he goes to leave, not even looking at me.

“Wait!” I scramble to stop him, planting myself between him and the door. “What...how did you…?”

He’s staring holes into the space just above my head, but I refuse to shrink away from him. Slowly, those eyes slide down to meet mine.

I feel like I’ve been thrown into hell with that gaze.

“October 15th.”

I blink at him. “What?”

Hoseok sighs, his nostrils flaring. “You couldn’t wait it out, Ha-rin?” I flinch at the way he says my name. “I’ve been killing myself over trying to get us together and happy, but it’s never enough! And then you go and let some psychopath get up in your head, and just bail! You bailed before I could even wake up!”

His anger stokes my fire, and I stand up taller. “I didn’t just bail, Hoseok. You- you could have died! And you’re angry about that freaking me out? I saw what the stakes were and I stepped away. But you don’t -” I shove at his chest, “even - let - me - leave!”

Grabbing my wrists in his hands, he holds them above my head as he backs me back against the door. Leaning down so we’re eye-level, Hoseok’s eyes rake over my features like hot coals.

“What, you think the stakes are too high? You think this is because we’re together?” He laughs quietly, shaking his head. “Don’t flatter yourself. This is not the first time I’ve received death threats. It won't be the last time, either. This is my life,” Hoseok growls out, “so if the stakes are too high for you then you should have said so.”

Suddenly my anger dissolves as his words sink in. “No,” I whisper, desperately trying to backtrack. “T-that’s not-”

“Then what?” Hoseok demands, his grip on my wrists lightening a little but still keeping me frozen in place. “Because when I woke up in an empty bed, with nothing but a note saying ‘I’m sorry’ I kind of got the idea that you maybe didn’t want this. Was I wrong?” He hisses out the words, making me close my eyes against them.

I take a deep breath, shuddering at this new side of Hoseok. I think there’s a reason why I’ve never seen him angry before.

I think there’s a reason why he keeps that side of him on a very tight leash.

“You...Jihun said you’d be better off, and…” hearing myself speak I realize just how stupid this was. “I didn’t want you to get hurt, Hobi.” His eyes clear a bit and he seems to come back to his senses, releasing my wrists.

“And you couldn’t just tell me that?” He asks quietly, the bite in his voice long gone. Now, he looks exhausted.

I look down at my feet, feeling completely embarrassed. “No…? But, if you’re so mad at me, why are you even here right now?”

Hoseok looks at me like I’ve just grown a second head. “Rin-ah,” I let out a sigh of relief at the way he says my name. “This is what people do when they love each other. I wasn’t just going to cut my losses and move on with my life. Did you really think I would?”

I shrug. “Maybe?”

He reaches out to me but hesitates. “I...I’m sorry for being so angry. That was uncalled for.” I shake my head, but he continues. “But you need to talk to me, not take a bus to Busan. When you left after last night’s scare, I thought that you changed your mind about me. I thought that I lost you again.”

Now that I’m finally able to see if from his side, I groan, burying my face in my hands. “I...I’m so stupid.”

Hobi gives a startled laugh, pulling me into his arms. I go willingly, melting into his embrace. “I mean…”

Smacking his shoulder, we both laugh. Hobi detaches himself from me, running and jumping on the bed. I glare at him, walking over and shoving him to the side.

“Scoot,” I demand, squealing when he just pulls me onto the bed, laughing as I nearly bounce off of it. Wriggling around, trying to scoot away before he can get a hold of me, I laugh as his arms lock around my waist, pulling me in to lay beside him.

“Make me.”

I gasp at his brazenness, burying my face in a pillow. “How did you even know where to find me?”

“Oh, well it wasn’t that hard actually. Especially once Pdogg told me that you passed Puma off to him and told him that you’d be working remotely for a while. Busan is one of the farthest places you can go, and I know you. You’d go as far as you could without leaving the country.”

“So you drove.”

“I drove.”

“And you nearly killed a taxi driver while you were at it!”

Hobi groans, also collapsing atop the pillows. “I know, how embarrassing. Bang PD is gonna kill me.”

“I mean, what was going through your head? You sure gave those people a show. I bet you’re all over Twitter right now.”

“Correction,” he quips. “We’re all over Twitter right now. And I don’t know what I was thinking. I just saw you and I’d had an entire car ride to think about everything. I was angry, sure. But more...insecure? Yeah, more insecure than anything.”

I frown, sitting up on my elbows and fiddling with the pillow case. “Insecure? Why were you feeling insecure?”

He shrugs, staring up at the ceiling. “Like I said earlier...this kind of stuff, while not frequent, happens all the time. The threats, I mean. It’s just a part of my life, and I thought that you would have known that. So while a part of me knew that Jihun had gotten inside your head,” I shudder at the mere mention of the man, “I couldn’t help but think that you didn’t think that I was worth the trouble. So when I saw you clear down here, thinking that you could just leave me after everything we’ve been through...it hit hard. And so I wanted to make you see that I’d come all this way. That I am worth it.”

My heart splits in two at Hobi’s confession, and I snuggle in close to him. “I’m so sorry, Hobi. I didn’t even think about what you were feeling.”

He lets out a long sigh. “How are we even functioning after the past twenty-four hours?”

I laugh, shaking my head in disbelief. “I have no idea. Can we just go to sleep now?”

Hobi jumps up to turn off the lights, making me chuckle. “Yes. I would love nothing more.”

Then I remember the extra room he got. “Wait, are you going to the other room?”

He tilts his head to the side. “Other room?”

“Y’know, the second room? You mentioned that you were getting two.”

Hobi’s eyes light up with remembrance before he’s turning off the final light and finding his way to me in the dark. “Oooh, that. I was lying. I only got us one room.”

“What?”

Hobi’s giggle makes me smile. “I needed to keep you on your toes!”

♟

October 15th 2020

Puma turns out to be a hit. I get to start writing lyrics to more tracks after it hits the radio waves, Pdogg offering to be my mentor.

What we don’t tell Bang PD is that Hobi tends to be the one that spends the most time with me inside the studio.

Jihun is arrested, as well as his other friends that had a hand in threatening us.

I get new locks on my door.

And through it all, I learn about the boy that has taught me more about love than years of living in this world ever did.

Hoseok still ends up on the top floor of the building quite often, locked in that room at the end of the hallway and dancing for nobody. He once told me sometime in July or August that sometimes, he just wants to dance. It’s become his career, but sometimes he goes back to the young boy that just wanted to learn and hone his passion.

Sometimes I visit him up there, when we catch a break between the endless producing and performing. Amidst the pandemic and the aftermath of the chaos Jihun wrought, we order some takeout and eat on the floor.

Those are my favorite moments. Sitting with him with my back against the wall, stealing food from his plate as we swap stories or vent our frustrations.

I’ve learned that I can’t always take away his stress and struggles. He’s sometimes quiet, sulking about not being on tour and feeling so distant from what he’s come to expect from life. Those are the moments when I beg him to order dessert and I stay a little longer until the clouds in his eyes have broken up a little.

For the past few weeks, however, Hobi and I have hardly been able to see each other. Bang PD found out about our little relationship once Hobi’s trip to Busan hit the social media apps, some very interesting photos of the two of us getting into the same car clueing him in on our relationship. He has hardly been accommodating, holding my contract over my head every chance he gets. I swear, if I look at Hobi for more than two seconds at a time Bang PD is threatening to enforce the rules of my contract. 

I swear, if I hear him say ‘you signed and agreed to this!’ one more time, I’ll quit.

He’s been keeping me busy with TXT’s new album coming at the end of October, and Hobi is swimming in promotions and final tweaks to their album.

I think he’s out with the boys filming something today. It’s quiet as I head up to the top floor, carrying my lunch with me. I enter the practice room, hoping to see Hoseok’s familiar face but find it empty. Sighing, I head over to my usual corner and sit down, beginning to eat.

I nearly choke on my rice when the door swings open less than ten minutes later, Hobi striding in with a happy smile.

“I thought I’d find you up here,” he states proudly, plopping down beside me.

“Don’t you have promos today?” I ask around my food, batting his hand away when he tries to grab some of my food.

“Oh, yeah. We’re finished though.”

“Really? That was fast.”

Hoseok smiles, nodding absentmindedly. “You haven’t looked at the news, have you?”

I pull my phone out. “...no? Why? Did you do something crazy?”

He laughs. “Maybe. I’ll let you be the judge of that.” I give him a quizzical look, immediately pulling up my news app. I scroll around for a little while.

“I’m not seeing…” I gasp as an article pops up. “What?”

BTS now owns 33.33% of Bighit Entertainment - what this means for the future of Bighit and K-pop

“You...you freaking own part of Bighit?!”

Hobi laughs, scooting closer. “Well, kind of. With the other guys. Together we own one third. Kind of cool, right?”

I look at him, utterly shocked. “How long have you known about this?”

He shrugs. “Let’s see...today is October 15th…” he starts counting on his fingers, but my mind is elsewhere.

“Wait. That’s what you said, back in April.”

He blinks at me. “Said what?”

“When you came to Busan! You said something about October 15th...was this it?”

With his heart-shaped smile, Hobi laughs. “Yeah, this was it. Remember how I kept telling you that we wouldn’t have to hide forever? You wonder why Bang PD hasn’t made us break up when he found out about us?”

I stare at the man beside me, my mind going a million miles an hour. “What are you saying?”

Hobi stands up, pulling me up with him. “Come on.” He leads me out the door, taking me to the elevator. “We own a chunk of the company down, so technically, if I were to, say, get all the boys on board with the idea of us, we could possibly convince the CEO of said company to shift a few things around on your contract.”

The doors of the elevator open, Hobi tugging me inside. He punches some buttons, but I keep staring at him like he just offered to fly me to the moon.

“So anyway, that’s where I’ve been the past week or so. Negotiating some terms with Bang PD and convincing the boys to back me up. Now today is the big day.”

The doors open up, revealing us to be on Bang PD’s floor. Pulling me along like an excited school-boy, Hobi throws open the door to find Bang PD sitting behind his desk. He hardly looks up at us, simply pushing a packet across the desk closer to us. Hobi grabs it, extending it to me.

“Here. Your new contract. It’s mainly the same as before except now…” Hobi takes this time to get a little embarrassed, a faint blush dusting his cheeks. “Now, we don’t have to worry about hiding. Not anymore.”

My eyes are glued to his face, still in shock at the sudden turn of events. “You...you did all of this?”

Hobi nods, chewing the inside of his cheek. “Yes. Of course I did.” He laughs to himself. “You have this strange idea of where you should be. You thought that you had to stay away from me even when I was practically throwing myself at your feet,” I cringe at the memory, “and then you thought you should move to Busan just to keep me safe.”

Hobi glances at Bang PD who’s pretending that he can’t hear us. Taking a pen from the desk, Hobi pulls me back out into the hallway. When he sees that it’s bustling with activity, he leads me to the stairwell beside the elevator.

“I think what I’m trying to say is that...that you should be here. With me. Through it all, we should be together. Because we love each other, don’t we? And we’re a mess and we’ve put each other through too much heartache to be good, but I love you. And I think that maybe part of love is walking away when it’s to save the other, but love is also running after each other and never giving up. So that’s what I’ve been doing. Running after this,” he holds up the contract, shaking it in the air with disdain. “Because you deserve to choose for once. You deserve to be where you want to be. I just really, really hope it’s with me. Because if it isn’t...then that just made this whole speech so much cringier.”

By the time he finishes, I’ve already made my decision. In fact, I think I made my decision nearly two years ago.

“In what world would I not choose you?” I ask incredulously. “Hoseok, is this real? No more hiding?”

Hobi smiles in relief. “It’s real. I have it in writing.”

I grab the contract, chuckling. “Does it say something in the fine print about loving you forever or else you’ll sue me?”

Hobi stands beside me, planting a kiss on my temple. “Of course it does, I have to protect my heart somehow.”

I extend my hand out to him, looking into the face that I’ve come to love so dearly. I’m not sure if I deserve him, still. I’m afraid that I’ve put him through too much pain.

How can one still love so fully even after having their heart broken over and over again by the same person?

Perhaps it’s time I learn to forgive myself the way that he’s forgiven me.

I think I would like that. A fresh start, by Hoseok’s side.

“Pen, please.”

Fin.

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Hobi: Can I put body language on my resume as a skill?

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Hello goldy ,

I hope you are doing well. would you like to be dululu about old times please..? I was going through some old original content of BTS to see jikook interactions back in 2014. I came across this video where jin is choosing Jimin as good parner to date becase he is kind and gentalman and then looked suggestively at JK and even pint finger at jimin while looking at JK. Made me really curious about whether any other BTS members has any roll to play in jikook even before they became a thing...Do you think Jin being closest to jungkook at that point of time sensed something? Even in some of the other videos around 2015 i find jins reactions or coments about jikook very intresting. What is your take on this..? Lots of love to you...keep being you..

You answered the question yourself love

ALL OF THEM the answer is ALL OF THEM

THE WHOLE CLASS

THE WHOLE FOOTBALL TEAM

EVEN THE LEGOS TOO

Guilty as charged. JIKOOK AREN'T SO SUBTLE 😔

And puberty did them wrong, had them putting their pants on backwards😫

Those teenage hormones fucked the script. Would be strange if we over the wall could sniff it while those close to them didn't 🥴

Go watch Jimin's birthday where they tease Jimin's father showing up unannounced and Suga literally points a finger to JK when he thought JK was ducking. Like why would you find that funny?

Or or Jhope singing happy birthday Jk when it's JMs birthday

Or Jimin saying thank you whenever Jungkook is praised.

Or RM pointing to JM when JK says he likes to film the skies and people.

Or BTS suddenly forgetting JMs name and calling him JK

Or Jimin losing his luggage and Jhope turning to Jk to see his reaction.

Or JK acting mad JM lost his luggage

Or BTS scolding JM whenever JK messes up

Or or any of the gazillion moments of bts member checking to see JK's reaction when they interact with Jm. Like are you kidding me? BTS acting sus around Jikook is the whole foundation of our ship😩

Jikook is either real

or...

Bangtan just more delulu than us

They liked to tease them for sure. Tae had this whole thing where he would ask Jimin if he is nervous around Jk, or tease JM about chasing after JK and being ignored etc

Didn't he even say he thought JM liked boys where JM snapped back and said even if he like men he didn't like Tae?

And he would deliberately sabotage Jikook's jikookery- an act he still carries on to this day. he literally calls Jk our for attempting to eye fuck Jimin on camera during the dynamic mv reaction live. Old habits they say

Did they sense something??

YA THINKKKKK?????

With a whole Suga pointing out how he thought it weird that Jk didn't even want to treat JM as his hyung. THEY SENSED EVERYTHING.

The writing was not on the wall.

IT WAS ON OUR EYELIDS

Now if you say role to play....

do you mean like they played cupid love match making agents between JK and JM??

Do those two look like they needed anyones help fondling eachother's balls in the dark rooms they sneaked into at night????

If anything all I recall is Jungkook shooing them away whenever they interfered in his me time with JM

Saranghae borahae

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Summary: A Goblin AU with BTS. When there are seven goblins depending on the help of one person, what happens?

Warnings: None

Word Count: 1.2k

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You stared at the candle for a long time. There were a million sides to your thoughts all arguing over whether or not to blow it out. The most compelling of these included: having a thousand questions you wanted answered, but being on edge because you never knew who would appear, but also there was the desire to get to know at least one of them, but the fear over how little you knew of the situation.

Despite the swarm of thoughts in your head, you knew in the end, you would blow out the candle anyways. Something was finally moving forward in the mixed up cloud of never ending questions that was your life. This could be your only chance to figure out what weird vague things you had heard about your “fate” since you were a child.

Deciding to bite the bullet, you sigh and lean forward to blow out the candle. As soon as the flame was extinguished, you heard a whoosh and felt a breeze blow down the back of your neck. You turned quickly to look over your shoulder.

It was the one with silver hair. You stared at each other in silence for a moment. The way that he looked at you was colder than the others. It was like he was calculating your every move, as if he were either figuring out your weaknesses or seeing if you were about to strike. He looked you over once more before sighing and leaning back against the railing of the bridge.

“You called?” he said, eyes never leaving you. If you had been honest, you would have preferred one of the others to appear. This one intimidated you, forced the questions rising in your throat all the way back down, leaving you sitting in silence. “Did you need something?”

His expression was always level. The others were also talented at keeping their cards close, although some had proved easier to crack. But this one... his face never changed. There was no way to read him whatsoever. No matter how long you stared into his eyes, there was nothing to learn there. The only way to know him was for him to let you.

You shrugged in response. Your mind was working at a thousand miles per hour, hoping your last action would prompt him to do something, anything; or at least that you could come up with something that would do just that. This entire interaction hinged on your hope that he would say something to answer a question, or to give you a hint on how to find answers, or tell you literally anything about himself.

You should have known your tricks wouldn’t work on him. He pushed off from the railing immediately, rolling his eyes and sighing again, “Well I’ll just go, then.”

You watched him turn his back to you and began to walk away. You hesitated until he was almost out of your sight before finally speaking to him. “Wait!” you cringed at how desperate your voice sounded as you called out to him. You shot up off the steps you were sitting on and ran across the bridge to meet him as he turned back around.

He faced you fully just as you reached him. One more moment of silence, calculating glares, and questions forced into the void, before you hesitantly reached a hand out. You watched your own hand move towards him as if it were acting on its own will. You grabbed his wrist tightly, immediately turning to study his expression.

He had the same look on his face, but it conveyed a completely different emotion somehow. Curious instead of calculating.

“Do you need something?” his voice was slower this time, as if it took effort to keep it at a level, emotionless tone.

“I just- I have a lot of questions,” you responded simply.

“I’m sure you do,” he responded with a cold, mocking smile.

Taking it as permission to ask one, you continued, “Who are you? I mean- What are you? You’re not human, right?”

“That’s for me to know, and you to not, kiddo.”

“Are you… a goblin?” There was more silence, his expression changed slightly again, before he composed himself going back to his original stone-cold face.

“Hey, kid, why don’t you answer this? How many times are you going to summon one of us just to waste our time?”

“So, you all know each other then?”

“I’m done with questions; I’ve got places to be.”

“No, wait, can’t you answer at least one?”

“No. There. I answered one.”

You rolled your eyes at his words, “C’mon, just help me out. I don’t know what I’m supposed to be doing with all of this!”

“You want to know what you should do?” his tone darkened a bit. You nodded nervously. He stepped forward, looking down at you. “Stay away from us.” And just like that, he was gone.

“No wait!” you called into the empty air. You desperately rifled through your bag, pulling out a matchbook and quickly lighting a match. You blew out the flame without hesitation and quickly turned around.

This time it was the tall one with the dark hair.

You sighed sadly.

“Expecting someone else?” he asked, looking somewhat sympathetic.

“Yeah…” you responded quietly, your curiosity wearing off.

“Can I be of any help?” he stepped towards you.

“Um, no, I don’t think so. Sorry for wasting your time,” you looked down at the ground.

He shook his head, stopping right in front of you, “No worries, I was bored anyways.”

“You’re not gonna answer any of my questions, though, are you?”

“Probably not, sweetheart.”

You nodded at his words, accepting another fruitless night without any answers, “I just wanted to not feel so confused anymore.”

“Mmm,” he shoved his hands in his pockets and nodded again. The way he looked at you was cautiously, like he knew he’d spill his guts to you if you pushed him enough, and he was trying to make sure you didn’t cross that line. There was a part of you that wanted to take advantage of that idea, but you didn’t for some reason. “Well it’s late, at least let me walk you home.”

You agreed.

The walk was mostly silent, but it still felt nice. The stars glittered in the sky. A breeze danced through the warm summer night. The lampposts lit the features of your companion.

He walked with his hands clasped behind his back. Although he wasn’t as serious as the others, there were times when you could tell he had serious things to think about. You glanced at him each time you passed a lamppost, studying his expression.

It was strange being near one of them. Everything they did and said confused you more and more, but at the same time, something felt right about being near them. So, you enjoyed your short, silent walk and simultaneously reminded yourself to make a check list of the questions you had for them.

“This is my place,” you said shyly, fishing your keys out of your bag and stepping towards your door. The question of how you should feel about one of them knowing where you live crossed your mind. “Thanks for walking me home, you didn’t have to do that.”

“It was my pleasure,” he smiled at you before turning to walk away.

“Will you answer one question?”

“Depends on the question, sweetheart.” He stuck his hands back in his pockets as he faced you.

“What’s your name? I feel bad that I’m just identifying all of you by your hair color.”

He grinned at you before shaking his head and turning to walk away. You turned to unlock the door, slightly disappointed. “It’s Jungkook!”

He was gone by the time you turned around.

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Bts snap “ Boyfriend Hobi”