#elf park jimin

[not-athennna]

Park Jimin - The Spymaster

(Character Moodboard)

Jimin started his career by selling secrets, now he kills for them.

[btswithluv13]

Hot Choco

jimin x reader!oc

[fluff, frenemies to lovers, holiday fic, one-shot]

Warnings: slow(ish) burn, language, very tropey lmao, kissing :) 

Summary: It’s Christmas eve eve and there’s no better way to spend it than being stuck with the person you detest right? Right… 

Note: happy holidays everyone! i really wanted to write a cute, cozy, cliche holiday story and so i hope i was able to portray all of that lol. i hope everyone's holidays are going good so far. also we're so close to bts year ahhhh.

wc: 2.6k 

Hot Choco

Holidays used to be so much fun as a kid. You missed the days when you'd get to experience whimsy. Now, as an adult, reality sets in and you’re faced with a whole lot of responsibilities.

The cafe you worked in was decorated festively. Although quaint in size, there was a coziness with the way Christmas lights across the walls illuminated the area. Stockings were hung on the wall, and a small tree was placed by the door. Despite all this and the Christmas music playing, you can't help but feel tired. It's two days before Christmas and today has been one of the busiest days at the cafe. Thankfully, it's about thirty minutes to five which means, it's almost closing time. You were standing and leaning on the counter tapping your fingers in anticipation. 

“____, sorry. Something came up at home and I need to head there right now. Are you alright closing up by yourself?” Your co-worker and best friend, Hoseok asks with a look of concern. You didn't mind since there probably won't be anymore customers plus, he's covered for you last time.

“No worries! I'll be fine here.” You assure him. 

“Oh my god, thank you!” He rushes to hug you, “You're the best you know that! The bestest in the world, what would I ever do without you?” He squeezes you tighter, and you can’t help but giggle at his silliness. 

“Alright, alright. Now go before you squeeze me to death.” You shove him away. 

He grabs his things and tells you to take care later on as you wave him off.

You hope there won't be anymore customers. At 4:45, you make the executive decision to start closing up. As you head over to the staff area to tidy things, the familiar chime of the call bell makes a sound. You mutter a cuss word under your breath, before turning around to see who it was. 

Your eyebrows furrow at the site in front of you. Great… if it isn't persona non grata, Park Jimin. 

You declared him your sworn enemy ever since he beat you at the 5th grade science fair with his stupid, solar powered project. Okay maybe it wasn’t stupid, but 5th grade you was salty and it didn’t help that he began gloating about it. You had mutual friends with him which made it inevitable that you saw him so regularly. Once he found out how easy it was to get under your skin he teased you relentlessly, sometimes it would be playful though most of the time you’d both end up squabbling. Jimin just liked to push your buttons, he found it amusing. 

“We’re closed.” You crossed your arms.

“Oh? Don't you close at 5, and…” he does a show of looking at his wrist watch before turning back to you “look at that, there's still 15 minutes left.” He says smartly tapping on his watch.

You grumble, “What do you want?” 

“Good question!” He places a hand to his chin, as if to contemplate.

You think his sole purpose in life was to annoy you. As you glare at him, you take notice of how he was looking very much like a Christmas elf, a Christmas hat sat on top of his blonde locks.

Your thoughts were interrupted,

“One hot choco please!” 

You roll your eyes. As you process his order, you can't help but ask

“Where's the other Christmas elves?” Jimin was rarely alone, he was always with his infamous group of friends. You would think they were one unit with the way they were always together. Always so boisterous in the hallways. 

He raises an eyebrow, “Curious, aren't we?” 

“Whatever.” 

“If you must know, they're actually waiting for me so we can do the toy drive.” 

“Oh... ok.” You purse your lips. Well that definitely explains the outfit. You were surprised, frankly you can't believe that Jimin actually cared about anyone else other than himself but hey it is Christmas and maybe this is one of those miracles.  

You hand him his hot chocolate, “Enjoy.” pulling your lips into a straight line, it was your best effort at a smile. 

“Thanks. Happy holidays…” He makes his way outside and grabs the door open.

“Oh.. fuck!” He stumbles back as a gust of wind forces the door to shut. 

You look at him startled before approaching him hesitantly and asking if he was okay. 

“Yeah.. I just.. the wind.” he gestures vaguely at the doors direction. 

You both now stare at the storm outside. It was hard to see anything other than the strong wind blowing bits of snow. You notice a huge white mountain directly outside the cafe. 

“Um.. is that your car?” He lets out a sigh, “Yup..” 

Dumbfounded and moving out of instinct you reach for the door but Jimin stops you before you could open it. 

“No! Are you crazy?! Keep it closed.”

“I just can’t believe this.” The weather rarely ever gets this bad in your town and you never actually experienced a blizzard before. Panic starts to get to you at the thought of being stuck here for God knows how long. 

“Yeah, we’re gonna have to wait it out.” Jimin plops down on one of the chairs. 

“Oh perfect, not only am I stuck here. I am also stuck here with you.” You were pacing around now.

“You act like this is the worst thing in the world. Others would die to be in your position.” You hated how smug he sounded. 

“Not me.” You clapback. You knew very well how popular Jimin is amongst your school, somewhat of a heartbreaker. You can’t deny that he was handsome and you can’t blame the group of people who’d fall for his flirtatious charms, if only they knew how he really was. Your disdain for him only grew after he broke your friend’s heart. 

“Ouch.” He clutches his chest in fake hurt. 

Wanting to put as much distance between you and him, you make your way to the bar. Taking off your apron. You assess the situation you were in. It was a couple minutes past five and if it had been a normal day you would’ve been home by now. You checked your phone and saw that there was no signal. You really had no choice but to sit and wait. 

You tried to find the silver lining. At least you were indoors, you had a supply of food, a bathroom, everything you needed to survive. You were warm and had heating on. 

Oh shit. 

As if on cue, the lights shut off. 

You let out a scream, you hated the dark. 

Jimin, now alerted, started calling for you. You could barely pay attention to anything as you tried to soothe yourself, sinking to the floor and hugging your knees to your chest. This is the worst day ever you thought as your heartbeats quicken in pace and fear takes over your body. 

“___? Are you okay?” His voice sounded closer. 

He managed to find you by the bar, the light on his phone was the only source of illumination. 

You felt so vulnerable and you wish he didn’t see you like this, this is probably going to be another thing he teases you about.

“Hey.. what’s wrong?” He said softly.

He knelt beside you as you still struggled to find your voice.

“Shhh it’s okay.” He takes you in his arms and despite your current feelings for him you allow yourself to be comforted by Jimin. Your face was against his chest and you couldn’t help but breathe in his scent. The mix of his fabric softener and his cozy vanilla perfume smelled really good.

You feel the warmth of his hand on your back as he soothes you. Strangely, this was helping. You were starting to feel okay. A few moments passed as you were calming down. The feeling of fear was quickly replaced with that of embarrassment when you realize this was the closest you and Jimin have ever been. You quickly pull away from him. 

“Sorry…” You say sheepishly. 

“No, it’s alright. I didn’t expect you to be so scared of the dark.” He said sincerely. 

“I had a really bad experience when I was young. I watched a scary movie and I just never grew out of that fear.” You weren’t sure why you were telling him this. 

“Oh… well if it helps I’m really terrified of heights and… butterflies.” 

You can’t help but snort, “Really?” 

“Hey.. don’t make fun of me.” He pouts. 

“No, I’m sorry. Why butterflies?” 

“There was one time when a butterfly somehow went into my shirt and it was crawling all over me. I felt violated. Plus, they actually look terrifying if you don’t consider their wings.” He goes on a rant. 

You can’t help but giggle at him being so heated over it. 

“I see.. Well thank you for telling me that.” You felt a bit more at ease now. 

“No worries.” 

Maybe Jimin wasn’t so bad after all… 

You both get up from the floor. Remembering that there were candles stored in the staff room meant for decoration, you tell Jimin about it and he helps light them, giving the dark cafe some warm glow. 

An hour had passed and the weather was still relentless. You sat across from Jimin. The air around you grew colder without the heating. You curse yourself for not wearing anything thicker as you shiver. Hugging yourself and rubbing at your arms for some heat, Jimin looks at you. 

“Are you cold?” 

“No.” You say stubborn but the chattering of your teeth betrays you. 

“You’re cold. Do you want to sit next to me? Body warmth and all that.” 

“Are you for real?” You looked at him thinking he was being ridiculous. 

“Well… yes.” He deadpans.

You contemplated for a second before you found yourself walking towards him. Maybe it was the cold induced delirium but you actually really needed a source of warmth, even if that source was Jimin. You’d rather suck it up than get hypothermia. 

He opens his arms expecting you. 

“Don’t you dare try to do anything.” You point a finger at him and he raises his hands up in defense.

“Strictly for body heat.” 

You settle in his arms. For the second time today you are once again enveloped by his embrace. 

“Why are you being so nice?” You peer at him. 

“When have I not been?” He grins and so you scoff.

“You’re always making fun of me.” 

“You’re so easy to make fun off” He quips, earning a gentle jab from you. 

“It’s just… you never really gave me a chance to be your friend and you’d only pay attention to me if I teased you.” He continued earnestly.

“That’s not true…” your voice falters as you start to view your dynamics with each other in a different light. “Well you broke my friend's heart.” You try to come up with a defense. 

You feel him shift in his seat. “Seriously? Is that what it is?” 

“You don’t exactly have the best track record of maintaining relationships, Jimin.” 

“That’s so unfair ___. Do you think I just go around enjoying breaking people’s hearts? It’s not like I’m forcing people to fall for me. You don’t know how bad I felt after I turned down Nia but, it wouldn’t exactly be fair to her if I just went along with a one sided relationship. I also didn’t expect you to believe rumors so easily.”

Ouch. You can’t help but feel a sense of guilt, perhaps you judged Jimin too harshly all these years. 

“I’m sorry.” Was all you can say feeling really small, looking away from him. 

“No.. I’m sorry too. I was being a real dick to you at times.” He says surprising you. 

You look up at him again. 

“Maybe we can start over again?” 

He smiles at your offer. 

“I’d love that.” 

He pulls you in tighter. You take a moment to actually look at him. His cheeks were a shade of pink along with the tip of his cute nose. His lips looked so plump and soft and maybe it was the effect that the candlelit cafe had on you but you felt yourself drifting closer. His eyes look at your lips for a fleeting second. You feel your pulse start to pick up as he also closes in on the distance. Inches away from contact, you both pause just for a second and then… 

And then the lights in the cafe started to turn on, causing you both to jump and pull away. Jimin cleared his throat, 

“Electricity is back…” 

Justin Bieber's Mistletoe starts playing through the speakers. Oh God. 

“Yeah..” You realize you were still hugging him, feeling embarrassed you straighten up away from his embrace as you excuse yourself to make some tea. What was that? Now that the heating was back on you were feeling warm, a bit too warm from the rush of emotions that happened a while ago. Were you actually going to kiss Jimin? You shake your head, what is this a hallmark movie? You take a sip from your cup feeling dazed.

The storm seems to have calmed down as Jimin indicates. 

“I think the worst is over. I just need to clear the snow from my car. You can ride with me, if you want?” He touches his neck, seemingly nervous. 

“Oh.. yeah. Sure. Yeah. Let me help you then.” You say a little too fast. Why are you acting like an idiot?

Silently you began clearing the snow from his car which wasn’t too difficult. You close up the cafe and get into Jimin’s passenger seat. There was a weird tension between you two as he drove you home.

You both arrive before your doorstep.

“Thanks!” You tell him not wanting to make the energy around you any more awkward than it is.

Taking a step onto the pavement, your life flashes before your eyes as you underestimate how slippery the ground was. You brace yourself accepting your fate, shutting your eyes and getting ready to shitface the snow. 

Thud. 

You land on your back and you open your eyes in surprise. Somehow Jimin managed to flip you over before you could hit the ground although this also caused him to topple. 

You feel his weight on top of you. He was dangerously close once again. You should’ve been feeling cold laying on the fresh snow but instead, Jimin places a hand on your face that makes your cheeks flush and your body warm with exhilaration.

You blink not really knowing what to do, your words leave you. He licks his lips as he leans in closer. You don’t exactly stop him as his lips graze onto yours. There was some hesitation in his movements before he finally plants a delicate kiss on your lips sending waves of electricity along your body. Jimin pulls away ever so slightly. Before he could try to get a read of your reaction you're already wrapping your arms around his neck, pulling him closer to you as you start kissing him fervently. 

This time, it was Jimin’s turn to be shocked and there was a moment's pause before he realized what was happening. Snapping out of it he starts matching your movements deepening the kiss. You run a hand through his fluffy hair. He flips you over so that you’re on top. A thought passes through your mind at how ludicrous you both look right now, making out outside on the snow but you can’t really bring yourself to care enough. Not when Jimin felt so good against you. 

You both pull away from the kiss after what seemed like forever.

“That was…” He starts

“Yeah…” You complete. 

“Would you like to come in? I mean… you know for body warmth purposes.” You laugh, poking fun at what he said earlier. 

He chuckles before agreeing.

[yakuly]

Oh! Lover Boy... | P. JM

Pairing: DanceTeacher!Jimin x DanceStudent!Reader

Words: 2.876 words

Warnings: slightly suggestive, and highly inspired by one of the dirty dancing scenes...

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When you signed up to the dance class, you expected a class full of old ladies, dressed up in leggings, and their white hairs... The teacher, as well, but what you've found it was a very positive surprise.

The class it was actually pretty empty, it seems that the "cha cha cha", it's not the most popular among...well, everyone. And at the end, it seems that you are the only one taking the classes, and honestly? It ended up by being the best thing it could've happen, once your teacher it's the most attractive men you've ever seen it.

Park Jimin had a surreal type of beauty. Perfect skin, kind eyes, full lips, besides he's dancer type of body, that it looked really good in those jeans and black sleeveless tank top he was wearing. With a blankly mind, you convinced yourself that he was in fact some type of fairy, elf or warlock, that puted you under some kinda of magic spell.

And you definitely kept on going to the classes, and he kept on teaching you. Jimin's eyes always lighted up whenever he saw you walking through the door, since you were the only one to appear after a long time. But his eyes kept on shining everytime he saw you (even if it were one of those coincidental situations, like when you've met at the convenience store), and it was almost impossible not to feel thrilled or excited with him.

Slowly his classes started to take much longer to end, more than the necessary, both of you started to see each other after class, and texting... since you realized, you were in a relationship more than "teacher -student"

"No, no Jimin!" You said copying his voice tone when you first started taking classes "space. This is my space..." but the Brunet boy kept on holding your body against his, pressing his nose on your neck, moving at the rithm of the music blasting.

"C'mon!" You said, detaching from his body at the maxim of five seconds, before Park came back and hug you once again. His perfume it was intoxicating, and you didn't resisted passing your hands through his hair, while he done the same with your body, kissing your skin.

After pulling apart once again, he threw himself on the floor as an dramatic act, and then settling himself, watching while you kept on dancing.

"Sylvia!" He mimics the music "Love is Strange", laughing and you keep without looking at him, but following along "yes Mickey", bitting his lips he keep on going "How do you call your lover boy?"

On a full act, you pass behind one of those changing tables, "come here, lover boy!"bJimin get on his knees while you walk forward his direction, still acting "And if he doesn't answer?"

"Oh lover boy..." You do the best face impressions impossible following along the music, calling him with your index finger. Jim crawls unto you, and still on his knees he stop infront of your feet "And if he still doesn't answer?" of course his hands were already on your hips one more time, trailing kisses on your belly, exposed by the shirt you tugged sonit wouldn't bother you. He loved.

"I simply say: Baby, oh baby My sweet baby, you're the one!"

Once you done singing along with Sylvia, Jimin doesn't waist time and pull you for a a very intense kiss. A very jimin-tense type of kiss. Laying your body on the floor, with his own above yours, his face on your neck, Park trail more kisses and say:

"You should call me baby... sweet baby..." smiling you lift his head, using your index finger under his chin, making him look at you when you say "my sweet, sweet baby. You are the one!".

[artificeacademy-krp]

the following face claims have been reserved for the next 72 hours / april 19th 11:59pm EST (5):

bts's jeon jungkook

lesserafim's kim chaewon

soloist jo yuri

wayv’s chittaphon leechaiyapornkul / ten

wayv’s wong kunhang / hendery 

the following applications have been accepted (38):

bae suzy: seong raina | spellcasters | witch

cha eunwoo: park hangyul | elves and others | vampire

cho miyeon: yi areum | fae and spirits | familiar

choi beomgyu: devante choi | elves and others | soothsayer

choi soobin: eia han yujeon | elves and others | soothsayer

choi yeonjun: cha minji | fae and spirits | nymph

chou tzuyu: binx wei | spellcasters | magician

christian yu/ian: olin ho | elves and others | cambion

do kyungsoo: sim jaehwi | elves and others | conduit

han seungwoo: jang haein | elves and others | elf

hwang hyunjin: ahn haru | elves and others | vampire

jeon somi: sienna im | spellcasters | witch

jeon somin: phoebe hwang | elves and others | vampire

jeong yuno/jaehyun: choi dohan | fae and spirits | nymph

kang seulgi: yoo hyorin | fae and spirits | pixie

kim chungha: yu jaein | spellcasters | witch

kim doyoung: oh hyun | fae and spirits | familiar

kim hyungseo/bibi: moon hyera | spellcasters | witch

kim jennie: song taerin | fae and spirits | nymph

kim jongin / kai: julian jung | spellcasters | magician

kim mingyu: kang soobin | fae and spirits | familiar

kim minjeong / winter: seong yumi | fae and spirits | familiar

kim taehyung / v: lee nouel | elves and others | cambion

koo junhoe: lee yofi | elves and others | nephilim

lee chaerin / cl: choi hayoon | fae and spirits | sprites

liu yangyang: zhao yichen | elves and others | nephilim

minatozaki sana: eiko arihara| fae and spirits | fairy

minicha yontararak / minnie: narisa “nari” viraphol | fae and spirits | siren

myoui mina: ita kimiko | fae and spirits | nymph

oh sehun: jiahn yi | elves and others | elf

park chaeyoung / rose: dal insu | elves and others | nephilim

park jihyo: jung hyerim | fae and spirits | fairy

park wonbin: ambrose na | fae and spirits | spirit

song mingi: finnegan lim | spellcasters | magician

uchinaga aeri/giselle: tsukumo kokomi | fae and spirits | siren

woodz: kim "koi" kinan | fae and spirits | fairy

yang jungwon: kim jiho | elves and others | vampire

yu jimin / karina: oh chaemi | elves and others | conduit

[ateez-ao3feed-new]

feral.

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/TpvEWJm by plutothewriter “Don’t you dare touch him.” Yoongi hissed, his words were a rapid-fire barrage, revealing his barely controlled anger behind each word that came from his mouth, as he glared down the Alpha in front of him. “You do not tell me what to do especially when it deals with my mates, Omega.” Or; Min Yoongi is a feral Omega, a species that doesn't exist due to higher officials burning all of their history away – or so they thought. He doesn’t take crap from Alpha’s, Beta’s, nor other Omegas who believe they are higher than him. Since the world has made more laws for Omegas to have complete rights and is now considered an actual citizen amongst others Yoongi dwells in that even though that doesn’t mean that suddenly everyone changed their views on Omegas. Does Yoongi care though, no. He still walks around and does what he wants, that's until he crosses paths with the Jung Clan. The Jung Clan is high up in the hierarchy, they are very known and well-loved amongst many packs, clans, covens, and etcetera. Once the Jung Pack got to know Yoongi, they never knew their life and ideals would be challenged tenfold by a simple feral omega doctor. Words: 10707, Chapters: 1/20, Language: English Fandoms: 방탄소년단 | Bangtan Boys | BTS, ATEEZ (Band) Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Categories: Gen Characters: Min Yoongi | Suga, Park Jimin (BTS), Jung Hoseok | J-Hope, Jeon Jungkook, Kim Seokjin | Jin, Kim Namjoon | RM, Kim Taehyung | V, Choi Jongho (ATEEZ), Choi San (ATEEZ), Jeong Yunho (ATEEZ), Jung Wooyoung (ATEEZ), Park Seonghwa, Song Mingi (ATEEZ), Kang Yeosang, Kim Hongjoong Relationships: Jeon Jungkook/Jung Hoseok/Kim Namjoon/Kim Seokjin/Kim Taehyung/Min Yoongi/Park Jimin, Choi Jongho/Choi San/Jeong Yunho/Jung Wooyoung/Kang Yeosang/Kim Hongjoong/Park Seonghwa/Song Mingi Additional Tags: Omega Min Yoongi | Suga, Feral Omega Min Yoongi | Suga, Elf Kim Seokjin | Jin, Elf Kim Namjoon | RM, Alpha Jung Hoseok | J-Hope, Alpha Jeon Jungkook, Alpha Park Jimin (BTS), Human Kim Taehyung | V, Omega Kim Taehyung | V, Non-Traditional Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Dragon Kim Hongjoong, Dragon Jeong Yunho (ATEEZ), Dragon Choi Jongho (ATEEZ), Dragon Choi San, Dragon Jung Wooyoung (ATEEZ), Dragon Park Seonghwa, Dragon Song Mingi (ATEEZ), Dragon Kang Yeosang, Inspired by the Spiderwick Chronicles, Doctor Min Yoongi | Suga, People fear Min Yoongi, Possessive Alphas, Conservative Alphas, Angst with a Happy Ending, Werewolf Culture, Fae & Fairies, Elf Culture & Customs, Minor Character Death, Confused Park Jimin (BTS), sweet kim namjoon, Clueless Kim Seokjin, Angry Jung Hoseok | J-Hope, Soft Jeon Jungkook, there will be mistakes made in here, Scared Park Jimin, Taehyung admires Yoongi alot, Soft Kim Taehyung | V, faer sign language, Kim Seokjin uses sign language, Kim Taehyung | V Needs a Hug, Protective Min Yoongi | Suga, yoongi has a cat, Single Parent Min Yoongi | Suga, Father-Daughter Relationship, Polyamory Negotiations, Polyamorous Bangtan Boys | BTS, OT6, will become ot7, bless their hearts, ot6 are in for a ride fr, Magical Realism, Slightly unhealthy relationship dynamic, conservative language/shame from a traditional clan, Original Character(s), the relationship gets better, slow burn???? read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/TpvEWJm

[lokisasylum]

JIMTOBER #02. “An Elf Playing a Harp”

{Music: "Evergreen" - Nox Arcana} Hunting for photos of Jimin wearing that memorable white outfit from tour was just 🤌 I miss Jimin's Boy With Luv era hair...

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[cuziloveyou7]

𝐌𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐛𝐨𝐚𝐫𝐝 - 𝐅𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐲 𝐀𝐔

Kindness is a cruel thing when their worlds collide into a godforsaken war

[insolitus-academy]

The home of superiority has a new member

♚; // Please welcome high elf Ethirdil  to our family at Insolitus Academy.

They look like  Jimin Park

♚; // LIKES: Animals, soft fabrics, being the center of attention, schadenfreude and clubbing/partying

♚; //DISLIKES: Being wrong, positive people, people that want all the attention, seeing the outcome of his powers, disrespect

♚; // LIVES IN: Vighulir ♚; // ROOM:  Fllo 102 ♚; // ROOM MATE: @yifan-ia​

[buhuhuart]

Elf Jiminie 💫

- made with colored pencils -

Insta | Youtube

[not-xpr-art]

Jimin - Elf digital painting

02/2018

[sope-and-shine]

Christmas Special: Day 4

-> Pairing: Jimin x Reader -> Elf!AU // Kinda platonic-kinda romantic -> Word Count: 3.6k -> Summary: Working as Santa’s go-to elf has it’s ups and downs. ->Warning(s): None?? If you don’t like Christmas don’t read maybe??

A/N: This one is so late. It’s not what I planned originally, but it’s still pretty on point with what I was going for. I’ve spent so much time on this that I can’t spend anymore. Sorry for any mistakes or things that don’t line up! I hope it’s at least enjoyable!

Christmas is a magical time for everyone of all ages. It’s a time of laughter, joy, and togetherness. Families come together to celebrate the holiday with merriment, practicing traditions as a whole. Celebrations of many different kinds and of many different backgrounds from all over the world! Despite the nip of chilly air and harsh weather across the globe, it was still welcomed in the Christmas spirit. Couples - old and young - using the cold as an excuse to stay close to one another. Shop owners and their employees excited for the days off they would have to bask in the Holiday cheer. Nobody in their right mind wanted to work on Christmas.

Nobody human that is.

Elves were all about Christmas, they work around the clock 349 days a year to ensure that Christmas Eve runs smoothly for everyone. Elves of all shapes and sizes run around doing whatever job they were assigned to prepare for such a large event. Not the short, shrimpy characters that children imagine, but the full grown, working Elves. The North Pole is only ever at a standstill Christmas Day, the next three days after, and both days of Christmas Eve if you weren’t a part of the Santa’s roster. It’s a special night for everyone, and Elves love to celebrate their hard work before they get back into the swing for the next year ahead of them.

You - like a select few - are one of Santa’s Elves. Not to say that all Elves aren’t Santa’s Elves, but you’re a part of the special bunch that help the big guy stay on track throughout the year. Santa has 8, including yourself, that take care of issues within the Pole so he doesn’t have to do it all on his own. Each elf was given a special task that was given based on their own skills and personal traits that Santa entrusted them with for the success of the holiday season. 

Santa’s shops were run and operated by three Elves: Seokjin, Hoseok, and Jeongguk. All toys were manufactured in the toy shop with Seokjin, inspected - and decorated if it was called for - before they were sent to Hoseok to be boxed or wrapped, and finally sent to The Dome with Jeongguk to be sorted for the Christmas run. Seokjin was a great toy maker, arguably one of the best in the shop! Not only were his skills amazing, but he has one of those personalities that just made you want to keep going and work harder with every word of encouragement he gave you(Even is he did throw in poorly timed puns and cringe worthy dad jokes). He gave his all to his Maker Elves, and Santa trusted him to keep toys chugging along the conveyor belts. Hoseok was another bright personality that lit up the Decoration and Packaging Shop. He was especially good at decorating and wrapping when he first started in the shops, and it didn’t take long before Santa appointed him his current position within the shop. His bubbly personality kept everyone in bright spirits throughout the day, and it made working long hours much easier. Especially when he’d turn up Yoongi’s station and blast the holiday tunes throughout the workshop speakers. Jeongguk stopped by everyday, three times a day to collect and move to The Dome where all the presents are separated and split for Christmas Eve. His natural strength made his lead an easy placement for the big man in red, almost a no brainer since the boy could handle almost anything. Jeongguk wasn’t only in charge of ensuring the bags were filled correctly, but he also made sure Santa’s sleigh was ready to go and in tiptop condition. His go-to and happy attitude made him an even better candidate.

Then there was Yoongi and Taehyung. Yoongi worked in the broadcast tower reporting weather and keeping the music going across the Pole to help with the Holiday cheer. Taehyung worked in the stables with the reindeer taking care of them everyday, up until it’s time for take off on Christmas Eve. Neither boy was any good in the workshops with Yoongi falling asleep at his wrapping bench and Taehyung ignoring the color patterns placed in front of him. Their attention spans were pretty limited, and a lot of the elves had given up on them very early on. But Santa wasn’t as willing to just brush them aside. He discovered Yoongi’s love for music as well as Taehyung’s fascination with the reindeer and gave them a new start. Santa saw them at their best even when others saw them at their worst, and they made it their mission to do their job correctly and efficiently so Santa could continue to help others just like them. 

Elves including Namjoon; a tall, clumsy elf with no real knack for anything that he was given. Toy making, decorating, wrapping, cooking, baking, reindeer care, naughty or nice tracking, and mail delivery. Everything that one could think of, he’d already proved he couldn’t do it. But Santa knew better than to write him off. He’d seen Namjon in action, when he forgets for just a second that anyone is actually watching. He’s helpful, kind, and very headstrong. He thinks before he speaks and encourages others even when he can’t encourage himself. That’s why Santa placed him in the school where he can observe the younger elves and help guide them to where they should go. This way - in those special cases - they have someone who knows what it’s like to not really be a good fit.

A good job for Elves that didn’t make toys well or couldn’t decorate as nicely as others was Naughty or Nice Tracking. It’s a small department, it was probably the second most important to ensure Santa’s Naughty and Nice lists stay on track. It’s an exclusive group of 20 to 30 Elves that go out into the world and check up on children. They could be troubled, they could go from one list straight to another out of the blue, or they could just need a helping hand. The Naughty or Nice Tracking Elves made sure that if a child wasn’t tracking right, they were list jumping, or they just needed a friend, that someone would be able to check on them. They were lead by Jimin, another Elf who didn’t really enjoy making toys. Decorating was nice and wrapping wasn’t terrible, he just didn't find any joy in either activity. Not like the joy he felt with looking after and encouraging children to be good and kind to others.

Then that left you: Santa’s right hand. You were what kept everything running while Santa stuck to his own schedule. If Santa was in the Naughty or Nice Tracking Department, then you were in the broadcast center checking up on Yoongi and the elves he worked with. If Santa was getting his fill of cookies, then you were checking up on Seokjin and Hoseok in the workshop to make sure nothing was going astray. You collected the mail from the millions of children writing to Santa  and delivered it directly to him, your personally made sure the reindeer were being brushed and had fresh supplies - Really, you just wanted to give some good boys pets. You knew Taehyung could handle it. You made sure Namjoon wasn’t having any trouble placing Elves, reporting back to Santa is there was anyone that needed an extra push. But most importantly, you made sure Christmas Eve loading, takeoff, travel, and landing went smoothly every year. You were one of the 8 that opted out of a few more days off in favor of spreading joy across the globe to those in need of it. 

Without the 8 of you, Christmas would be a bust. That’s why as Christmas gets closer, everyone gets a little more tense. The Naughty or Nice Tracking Elves were working double what they were before, sometimes going days at a time without being seen. Breaks in the workshops happened more often as the days got shorter and the weeks started to disappear. Hours and minutes ticked by faster and faster, almost cutting themselves in half if you looked away for even a moment. Seokjin and Hoseok always took it the hardest as they tried to account for and encourage everyone that Christmas would be fine just like every other year. Jeongguk has already reported to you about a stack of boxes that had toppled over in The Dome, and had to send them back to Jin and Hobi to make sure they weren’t damaged on the inside. Yoongi always tried his hardest to stay awake longer than he normally would at the beginning of the year, but requests usually come piling in for him to. Elves begging for songs to be played, sometimes the same song appearing so often that Yoongi has no choice but to repeat for a while. But that usually stresses others out after hearing it constantly being played. Christmas music may be the majority of what they play at the Pole, but even Elves have their limits. Taehyung has to be extra careful with who he lets into the stable as Christmas quickly approaches. Reindeers are emotional creatures just like any other animal, and they’re hyper aware if someone is anxious or stressed. They have a tendency to sort of self destruct if they get too worked up. If someone looking for relaxation comes in and stresses out the reindeer, then everyone will have an even bigger problem on their hands.

Your pile of chores only grows higher as days continue on. With more shop breakages, the more supplies need to be ordered. You’d had to ask Mrs. Claus to go twice this month already, and it was just past December 8th at this point. If the boys in the shop couldn’t calm down their workers, then you could see Mrs. Claus just sending you with another elf to collect. She was a busy woman herself making sure everyone had enough to eat, she couldn’t leave as often as you’d need her to at some point. She and her husband were very busy, and that left everything to you: The next in line. 

If anything was wrong, then you were the one everyone was supposed to go to.

“So, that’s where my problem is right now.” Jeongguk slides out from underneath the sleigh. Dirt and grime cover his cheeks and clothes, not to mention his brown hair is a mess. He’d decided to take a look at the sleigh early this morning to make sure everything was still tight and working well, but he found that there was something wrong with Santa’s engine. The hunk of metal wouldn’t start, and if it didn’t start then it wouldn’t float. If the sleigh wouldn’t float, then the reindeer wouldn’t even hit the snow at the end of the run. That left you in need of - once again - more supplies.

“And you’re absolutely positive that we don’t have any of these things here?” You asks, not even looking at the boy. You stare straight ahead towards the sleigh trying to recount every supply you’d gotten a week ago down to the tiny box of screws you ordered.

“I’m sure, (Y/n)! I promise, I wouldn’t have called you here if I didn’t think we needed it. Honestly, I was kinda hoping that as soon as you walked into The Dome it would just turn on.” He admits, resting his arms on his knees.

“Jeongguk!” Another Elf calls for him. He excuses himself with the promise to be back quickly, leaving you to get lost in your thoughts about everything. Perhaps if you got everyone to take a 10 minute break and stretch, then you’d be able to get them to calm down. Then again, they’d probably freak out that they’d just lost 10 minutes they could’ve used for working on their jobs for the day.

“Hey, (Y/n)!” The voice calling you out of your daydream was one you instantly recognized: Jimin’s. Just like most of the Naughty or Nice Tracking Elves, you hadn’t seen much of him either. You’d heard from him - being Santa’s right hand and all - but just that he was doing some last minute scoutings.

You turn to him, taking note of the change in his hair. He was blonde when he left, but it looks like he dyed it black while checking in on a few kids. His usually pointed ears were still tucked away in their covers, something Tracking Elves wore when they went to investigate their lists down south. You had a pair yourself for the trips with Mrs. Claus to receive the supplies every month. Despite it being new, it still suit him just like every other color he had already tried and wore beautifully. 

“Yeah? Did you need something?” You ask, tucking a loose strand of your own hair behind your ear. 

He reaches into a black messenger bag that hangs down at his side, and pulls out some papers, “I want to talk to you about some scheduling issues I’ve been having.”

You sigh. You were hoping he’d brought back more mail. You honestly had hopes that he brought you 10 times what he had in his hand if it meant you didn’t have any real problems to attend to, “Can I look at it a little later, Chim? Guk has a few problems of his own that I need to fix ASAP.”

“Yeah, I get that, but this needs to be done soon.” He stresses, shaking his papers a bit.

“I know, Jimin. I know! But I already have a pile of things that need to be done. Isn’t this something that you can look over?” You ask.

A look of guilt flashes over his face, his bottom lip tucking itself between his teeth. He looks like he wants to say something, but The Domes side doors slam open before he can speak, followed by a deep yell of ‘(Y/n)!’. You can’t help but sigh as you see not only Seokjin and Hoseok storming in, but Yoongi and Taehyung as well. Now, 6 out of the 7 people you were responsible for apparently had problems. You can’t help but think that if Namjoon walks through the door next, you might just scream.

“What?” You ask, not prepared for the onslaught they had prepared for you.

“My conveyor belt is broken! It won’t take the toys to Hoseok anymore!”

“-Heidi won’t eat any of her food and she’s just laying around. I think she might be pregnant!”

“-I’ve been trying to keep track of the weather forecasts, and I already found one predicting a hardcore blizzard in the Northeastern Hemisphere around Christmas.”

“-We don’t have any glitter.”

It takes a full minute to fully grasp what they all had said, but by that time Guk was back with yet another problem to add to the list only you can solve, “So, we ran out of spare lights for the run.”

The list just never ended at this point! This was your 4th Christmas as Santa’s right hand elf, but it felt like your first one all over again. This quite possibly had to be the worst one yet with how many problems kept coming up. Couldn’t any of them figure this out without bombarding you first? Guk’s matter were definitely the most pressing, and Taehyung had some leeway despite the need to come to you instead of the actual vet. Jin’s could be forgiven, but someone could easily take them over to Hoseok’s shop with the cart Jeongguk usually hauls them with until you could come to him. Hoseok...you weren’t even going to entertain this when he knows how to contact you about needed Decorating supplies.

All you needed was one break, just one!

“(Y/n)? Hey, I need your help! I broke the glass case in the school and I can’t find a broom.” Namjoon joins the group of boys surrounding you, obviously not picking up on the urgency that was going on.

“That’s it!” You huff. Too much. All of them were too much! You needed to get away from them before you lost it. Problem after problem with them, yet none of them could do it without you! They were grown Elves, they were told what they could do, not everything had to be reported to you directly and they knew that! 

You direct yourself to Jeongguk first, “I’ll get the supplies ordered today with everything else I have to reorder. I need to know by 5 o’clock if you need anything else, and that goes for all of you. Text me.” You send him away and nod Hoseok away with him as well. You turn, “Jin, have someone hand deliver until I can get a tech to go and check it out. If you can’t wait, then go grab one yourself. Joon, the broom is in the closet in your office that’s to the right of what you broke, that’s why you couldn’t find it.” You wave them away as well and immediately turn to Taehyung, “Tae, if you think she’s pregnant, please go and find the vet! Do not waste her time looking for me when she should be having a check up.” You sigh, shooing him away as well. “Thank you for informing me, Yoongs, but we don’t need these reports until Friday hits.” He nods in understanding and leaves just like the others, leaving you with Jimin by the apparently broken sleigh. 

7 problems not really fixed, one more to figure out. You take the paperwork Jimin still holds in his hands and glance at the shift numbers, running through a mental list before confirming what he’d have to do, “Just use some backup Elves from the on-call list. Tell the others first, but they should be able to help out until we can get through this year.”

“Sounds like a plan.” He takes his papers back, but he lingers behind to stand with you for just a moment longer, ���Are you okay?”

You don’t miss the concern laced in his voice. You saw it with the others as you dismissed them - something you’d apologize for later - but he was the only one that stuck behind. “I’m fine, Chim.”

“Let’s take a walk.” He suggests. Well, it was more of a command than a suggestion. He’ll end up dragging you with him even if you say no, so there’s no real getting out of this one. You just nod in agreement and follow him out of the garage and into the Run of The Dome. Multiple conveyor belts move throughout the room, always staying clear of where Santa’s sleigh is supposed to go. There a few piles of gifts that have yet to be taken to the correct room, waiting for their assigned elves to come back to them. It’s quiet compared to what you’d just gone through, something you really needed at the moment. Jimin himself seems like he could use this walk more than you with how much he’s fidgeting. Like  he’s almost uncomfortable. 

“Are you okay, Chim?” You ask, looking to him through your peripherals as you walk around the room aimlessly. As annoyed and as stressed as you may be, you can’t deny that he must also be stressed out as well.

“I’m really sorry for coming to you with this when I could’ve done this myself. I just wanted an excuse to spend time with you since I haven’t seen you since I left last week.” He admits sheepishly.

His confession makes you blush and turn your head, a small ‘Thank you’ leaving your mouth. Park Jimin certainly had a way to mess with you, especially after you’ve been a butt. You sigh, “I’m sorry for snapping at you earlier. All of you at once with problems is just too overbearing.”

“You know, you are entitled to a break too.” He doesn’t look at you, he just walks next to you knowing that you’re listening to him. “You take care of everyone here, but you don’t take care of yourself.”

“There’s a lot going on right now, Chim. I can take care of myself, I promise.” You say. You’re not the least bit convincing however, as Jimin only sighs at you. 

You both walk closer to where the piles of gifts are set up, clearing the way of any stray presents that could fall off of a belt. It’s almost unreal to watch everything come together like this. The Dome was probably your favorite spot in the Pole besides the stables. Part of you wonders if Jimin has a favorite spot in the Pole. He was always gone, so there was really no way to tell with how little you saw of him.

“How was your trip?” You ask.

He shrugs, “Same as usual. Another child that was hopping from list to list. Turns out he wasn’t being naughty, his sister was blaming her faults on him. Stealing cookies, writing on the walls, salt in their father’s coffee. Let me tell you, it was not as fun as it sounds.”

You stop in front of a present pile and pick you up to inspect it, “Do you ever regret choosing that job?” 

“Depending on what I’m checking in on, I do. The children I see that have lost their hope and trust in Santa, they’re the ones that hit me the hardest since they’re usually the children in bad homes. They’ve lost faith in their parents so there’s no one else that they can trust.” He explains, tucking his hands away in his pockets. He shrugs, “I feel bad when I come back and remove those files from the lists, because I really don’t want to give up on them.”

“I feel bad when I can’t help everyone at the same time.” You admit, taking in a long, heavy breath, “Everyone has their own issues that are important to their department, but they’re not always important to me compared to the others. I forget that.”

“I don’t know, glitter didn’t seem that important to me.” Jimin chides.

“But it is! Sara Edwards from Richmond, Virginia and Kim Taeyeon from Gwangju, South Korea; both are 4 years old and they want Shimmer and Shine dolls! I can’t give them Shimmer and Shine dolls without any Shimmer or Shine!” You argue.

Jimins hands move from his pockets to rest on your shoulders, a proud smile just for you, “And that’s why you shouldn’t doubt yourself.”

You give a weak smile back, already feeling better from his quick little pep talk. It wasn’t a wonder why he was the head of his department. If you felt this relieved, then you wished you could see the kids when he comes to check in. It was powerful.

“Could I have an encouraging hug?” You ask, fingers tapping at the edge of your coat.

“If that’s what it takes.” Jimin laughs and pulls you into his chest, wrapping his arms around you in a big hug. He’s warm, and his fruity scent feels like home. You feel protected, like you’re with family. You must have the same effect on him with how he sighs in content, “Are you feeling the Christmas spirit now?”

“Yeah. I do.” You nod shyly, still tucked into his chest with your arms loosely wrapped around his waist. 

Christmas may be hectic this year, and it may just get worse next year. Everyone’s problems may not get resolved, and you may have a breakdown at some point before the presents even get packed into their bags. But at least you know you have someone who’s looking out for you.

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Eladrin // Wizard // Bladesinger  

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bts's jeon jungkook

lesserafim's kim chaewon

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the following applications have been accepted (36):

bae suzy: seong raina | spellcasters | witch

cha eunwoo: park hangyul | elves and others | vampire

cho miyeon: yi areum | fae and spirits | familiar

choi beomgyu: devante choi | elves and others | soothsayer

choi soobin: eia han yujeon | elves and others | soothsayer

choi yeonjun: cha minji | fae and spirits | nymph

chou tzuyu: binx wei | spellcasters | magician

christian yu/ian: olin ho | elves and others | cambion

do kyungsoo: sim jaehwi | elves and others | conduit

han seungwoo: jang haein | elves and others | elf

hwang hyunjin: ahn haru | elves and others | vampire

jeon somi: sienna lim | spellcasters | witch

jeon somin: phoebe hwang | elves and others | vampire

jeong yuno/jaehyun: choi dohan | fae and spirits | nymph

kang seulgi: yoo hyorin | fae and spirits | pixie

kim chungha: yu jaein | spellcasters | witch

kim doyoung: oh hyun | fae and spirits | familiar

kim hyungseo/bibi: moon hyera | spellcasters | witch

kim jennie: song taerin | fae and spirits | nymph

kim jongin / kai: julian jung | spellcasters | magician

kim mingyu: kang soobin | fae and spirits | familiar

kim minjeong / winter: seong yumi | fae and spirits | familiar

kim taehyung / v: lee nouel | elves and others | cambion

koo junhoe: lee yofi | elves and others | nephilim

lee chaerin / cl: choi hayoon | fae and spirits | sprites

liu yangyang: zhao yichen | elves and others | nephilim

minatozaki sana: eiko arihara| fae and spirits | fairy

minicha yontararak / minnie: narisa “nari” viraphol | fae and spirits | siren

myoui mina: ita kimiko | fae and spirits | nymph

oh sehun: jiahn yi | elves and others | elf

park jihyo: jung hyerim | fae and spirits | fairy

song mingi: finnegan lim | spellcasters | magician

uchinaga aeri/giselle: tsukumo kokomi | fae and spirits | siren

woodz: kim "koi" kinan | fae and spirits | fairy

yang jungwon: kim jiho | elves and others | vampire

yu jimin / karina: oh chaemi | elves and others | conduit

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Blood mage! Jimin

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2 | Real

⇥ pairing: jimin x reader

⇥ genre: elf!jimin, fluff

⇥ summary: saying you had a perfect life was an understatement. despite owning everything you wanted, you felt empty, deprived of something. when that something finally came, you didn’t expect it to be in the form of a video game.

⇥ word count: 2.3k+

⇥ warning: profanities like a lot of it, honestly crack

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Screech!

Screech!

Screech!

“What the fuck is that?” You groaned sitting up. Your eyes were still closed as you stretched out.

You felt like you slept on pure stone. After you rubbed the sleep from your eyes, you realized that you were right.

“When since my room had stone floors?” You pondered out loud. Then you looked up, complete horror stroke you, noticing that this was definitely not your room.

You fumbled trying to stand up in the dimly lit room, using the cold wall for support. The only thing that gave you light was a lantern on a wooden dresser.

There was a small bed to your left and another wooden decoration in the room. Why the majority of everything was made out of wood puzzled you.

You backed up into the stone wall, clutching your chest as you start hyperventilating.

“Where the fuck am I?! How is this possible?!” Your mind flooded with only questions, trying to comprehend your situation.

You didn’t even remember what exactly happened, only seeing the darkness and calling out Jungkook’s name.

That’s right, Jungkook. Where was he?

“Oh, fucking shit.” You ran your hands through your hair, but it felt different. Your hands touched all over your head, feeling different and traveled down to the tips.

“How the fuck.” Your hair was longer-- passed your ass longer and it was the longest braid you’ve ever had.

Now you weren’t exactly sure how you felt about long hair, but it wasn’t the worse thing.

Screech!

There it was again. That piercing, screeching noise. It was a...white owl? and it was smaller than most adult owls you’ve seen only in movies.

SCREECH!

But damn was it loud.

The owl then flew out of the room, letting you know that you were still in it. Everything about your situation seemed so surreal, but at least you finally controlled your breathing.

Slowly, you made your way to the door, opening it wide enough for you to slip through.

You walked down what seemed like a hallway. There was a bear rug on the floor, so you avoided stepping on it, afraid of what will happen if you do.

It wasn’t long before you made your way out of the foreign building.

The sun wasn’t shining like you expected it to be. Based on its position, it was around midday, but of course, you couldn’t tell. Only knowing that it will soon be dark.

Hesitantly, you observed your surroundings, searching for another person but no one was in sight.

Screech!

It was the owl again. You whipped your head in its direction and then you saw the full view of the building you exited.

“What type of back to the past, freaky Tuesday shit is this?” You blinked twice looking at the wooden built house. It’s pointed top made a resemble to houses you’ve seen in movies based on the Medieval Times.

The white owl then rested on the house’s top, staring at you while occasionally clicking its tongue and turned its head upside down. It caused you to shutter.

At this point, you were prepared to scream and see what would happen, but you tried to not be a bitch about it.

“Ah, this is all a dream. Of course. There’s no way any of this is real.” You kept assuring yourself, mentally preparing yourself to start getting a move on.

When you looked down, you realized you were standing on a concrete road. Then your eyes traveled to your feet to notice the ankle boots covering them. The material it was made out of looked like cotton but felt like leather.

Then it occurred to you that your whole wardrobe changed

Now you were checking your apparel. You wore a dress which exposed your knee barely, but it emphasized your cleavage and was off the shoulder. It was plain yet it made you look like you worked in a medieval tavern.

“What in the actual fuck?” Normally, you don't swear this much, but normally you never found yourself in these kinds of unfortunate predicaments.

Now you were strolling down the brick road, avoiding the trees which lead to a dark forest. You weren’t dumb enough to go through there.

After what seemed like hours of walking, your slumped back came into contact with an unknown force, knocking you to the ground.

You let out a deep breath of pent-up frustration, bringing yourself back on your feet and dusting your clothes off.

Being so caught up in bitterness, you didn’t recognize that whoever bumped into you, would be the first person you came into contact with since you woke up.

“Pardon me, miss!” You looked down only to see that it was a child who knocked you off your feet. How? You weren’t entirely sure.

Your expression softens as you looked upon the innocent face of a boy apologizing. He also dressed in these ragged clothes, maybe he was homeless.

“Don’t worry, it’s fine.” You gave him a warm smile and while you expected one in return, what you got instead was the complete opposite.

His face was covered in terror, frightened out of his pants until he finally ran off in a different direction.

You stood there feeling offended. “I know I’m not that attractive but damn.”

Assuming the direction he took had people in it, you jogged your way over there to save time. You actually got tired of being alone in your thoughts.

Even though you still thought it was a dream, that didn’t change the fact that you were in a foreign location surrounded by spooky trees.

As you were doing a jog, you halted feeling exhausted and started to walk. Still, you couldn’t get that kid’s look of pure horror out of your head.

Why he suddenly had a change in attitude was a mystery you wanted to solve, but didn’t care as much about.

It all felt odd. Fake even. 

You remembered passing a few small creatures on your walk and some were bold enough to not run away when you came closer.

With each step you took still following the direction the boy took, the sounds of movement seemed to get louder, so now you were basically running until you came to the source of it all.

People. Humans. Depressed Humans to be more precise.

They were all minding their own business, either walking or selling something with glum expressions. The aura of this town upset your stomach.

It disappointed you, this was not what you wanted to see. For some reason, you thought you would find yourself back in your street, near your home.

“Wait a minute...this is a prank isn’t it?” You thought, a hopeful smile on your face as you switched your assumption once again.

“Haha, really fucking funny dad. Great job with the set, it makes everything look so real.” You faked a laugh and shook your head side to side.

“It must’ve cost a lot to do all of this. Really impressive, but how about not bringing me to your set and ask me like a normal person to help you with your acting, okay?” Your voice seemed calm, but any smart person knew that your seriousness was not to be taken as a joke.

You waited for your dad to pop out anytime soon, tapping your foot as your patience wears thin.

The more you waited, the more doubt you felt about this.

“D-Dad?” Your voice cracked, a new feeling coming over you. Fear.

All these sullen eyes were watching you in curiosity and disgust, waiting to see what else you will do.

It put pressure on you. You weren’t expecting this kind of attention, you didn’t like it so you ducked your head and continued walking.

There wasn’t anywhere for you to go except out of sight.

It was not a smart move to walk near the shadowed areas, but you felt like it was your only choice to keep those eyes off of you.

This kind of attraction you put on yourself only gave off negative energy and made your stomach churn.

You stopped to take a moment to think. “Okay, so this isn’t a prank...” Your head made contact with the concrete wall you were standing up against.

“SO WHAT THE FLIPPITY FLOP-”

CLANG!

Your thinking out loud paused when you heard a ruckus near you. There wasn’t anyone around in your vision. When you turned your head to the right, there was a cooking pot laying on the floor.

There were other pots stacked together in a pile. Someone must’ve knocked it over. 

Knowing that you weren’t alone, you whispered ‘Nope’ to yourself and turned to go off somewhere else. 

You weren’t going to stand around and find out what happens next. You’ve seen movies. 

However, you tried to exit the area, but you couldn’t. Your feet were moving, although you were still standing in the same place. Almost as if you were moon-walking. 

CLANG!

Another pot was knocked over, causing you to grow anxious as you started to run, still not going anywhere and refusing to look behind you. 

This was like your worst nightmare. 

You then heard a swoosh sound and felt the presence of someone behind you. Sweat started to break at your temples. You then squeezed your eyes shut, already regretting your next move. 

“Don’t fuck with me because I can and will beat your ass!” You yelled with a hint of a shriek, your hands up and formed in a fist along with your knees slightly bent. 

“Gergen grah!”

It was a male’s voice. You made a ‘huh’ sound and opened your eyes to reveal...wait who was he? And what did he just say? You didn’t know.

“Alcarn taren ar rin fondon Nequen Cortana.” 

You straighten up your posture and your hands returned to your side as you looked at him dumbfounded. 

The random dude just failed to sneak up on you and he can’t even explain himself. What confused you more, was his outfit. A hooded black robe. His hood shaded most of his features. 

“Look, dude I can’t understand...whatever it is you speak, but you freak me out so Imma just leave.” You motioned your way out of the situation only to be restricted by an unknown invisible force. 

You sucked your teeth in annoyance and kicked the dirt. 

When you looked back at the hooded stranger, your face showed more irritation rather than fear. 

It was anti-climatic for you to be honest. Clearly, he was no threat to you. He was close to your height, had the softest voice and he would’ve hurt you if he wanted to. 

Thoughts of him murdering you didn’t seem plausible anymore. It was kind of embarrassing how you overreacted. 

“Neigh poco evo wenya Quenya Cortana-” 

“LOOK I already told you that I don’t speak your language. Can you even speak English?” You asked the stranger. He paused for a minute before continuing. 

“I was sent on a mission from Queen Cortana to retrieve the one who holds the light.” His voice was deeper than before, a slight change in his personality, kind of sexy you thought. 

You then replayed his words in your head, “Queen” “mission”. You stifled a laugh. Now your emotions were really all over the place in the last couple hours. 

“You’re crazy, aren’t you?” 

“Why do you laugh and question me even after I speak in your tongue?” He asked as he walked closer to you, his expression darkening. The way he expressed his words made him sound a little bit whiny.

“Yep, you’re crazy.” You answered yourself. 

Now you weren’t sure how you were going to talk to him without cackling since he spoke like a medieval cosplayer. You were not taking him seriously, but your space options were limited so you didn’t want to piss him off.

“Chill alright? I’m not making fun of you.” 

He looked at you slightly confused. Your slang was new to him, but he was slowly adapting to the way you spoke. 

“So...who are you?” You asked, ducking your head lower to catch a glimpse of his face. He didn’t flinch or pull away, instead, he removed his hood.

You choked.

He was the elf from the cover. Your memories hit you like a truck. Everything coming back to you. The game store, your parents returning from their trip, the bombass sex with Jungkook and then pressing start. 

“Holy fuck...I’m in the game.”

You hit and pinched yourself in the arm and then the leg, hoping to wake up because you couldn’t accept that you were trapped.

“What is a game?” The elf guy got your attention but you stared at him in disbelief, not answering his question. 

If you were going to be trapped in a game, you wished it would at least be-- not this. 

You didn’t even get to read the plot. So, anything could happen.

Before you were about to speak, you took a deep breath and held it in. “If I’m still here by the time I breathe out, I’m not going to be a bitch about it, just accept it.” 

Your eyes were shut as you mentally prepare yourself to exhale. You waited until you felt your lungs start to burn and then exhaled. 

Slowly you opened one eye then the next. Nothing changed except for the elf boy’s face. He was smiling at you.

Without realization, your cheeks got hotter as you studied his features.

Soft-looking blond curls covered his forehead- touching the tip of his long eyelashes, the smallest chipped tooth you’ve ever seen, a moon crescent tattooed beneath his right eye, and those sinfully plump lips. Oh god.

Everything about him seemed surreal but then again, this is a game. However, something about him was familiar, but you couldn’t put your finger on it, only having a sense of Deja vu around him.

You then remembered that he didn’t tell you his name. “Elf boy, what’s your name?”

“Kacgeragh Shianizlle friz.” 

“...Is there a shorter and easier way to pronounce that.” 

“Park Jimin.”