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[anpanmann]

countdown to jin's return

d-9 ♡ fake love (insp.)

[cordiallyfuturedwight]

my roman empire (cr. moreloveforhobi)

[dagus-lau28-06]

Carta Sin Respuesta

Realmente no se por donde empezar, quisiera poder decirte demasiadas cosas, poder volver a expresar todo lo que algún día te dije, pero puedo empezar agradeciendote todo el tiempo que estuviste para mi, los buenos tratos, gracias por ayudarme a ser mejor persona, por ayudarme a ver cosas buenas en mi que no veía, gracias por apoyarme, por cumplir me una de las mejores experiencias de mi vida, por cumplir uno de mis deseos m��s escondidos dentro de mí y enseñarme que no debo de conformarme con cualquier cosa, gracias por que trajiste de vuelta una parte de mi que anhelaba tanto que volviera y que me daba miedo mostrar, gracias por todas las cosas lindas que llegaste a hacer por mí aunque no te diste cuenta me salvaste tantas veces.

Me enamoré de ti porque me hiciste sentir cosas que cualquier otra persona que he conocido en mi tan corta vida no me ha hecho sentir, no me ha hecho sentir estas emociones tan reales como lo haces tú.Me enamoré de ti por tu personalidad, porque la mayoría de veces todos nos fijamos al principio en el físico, pero eso no lo es todo;cada día me enamoré más de ti, estos sentimientos que siento en este momento, simplemente son inexplicables, supongo que un "te amo" lo cuenta solo.Al ver tus ojos, eran ver la luna, llenos de misterio en donde yo nada más quería ser el investigador que descubriría los tesoros que escondias en ellos. Pero simplemente ya no puedo verlos más sin sentir que no puedo más y seguir con eso solo me quemara por dentro.

Ojalá pudiera odiarte para que esto no doliera tanto y fuera más fácil, creo que nunca dejaré de quererte, siempre serás esa persona que me llenaba de energia y que me motivaba muchísimo a mejorar, disfrutaba mucho tu compañía y el ver tu forma de existir. Te vi una y mill maneras y jamás me pasó por la cabeza algo malo de ti. Nunca diré que me arrepiento de lo que llegamos a tener, conociste mi corazón, no puedo estar junto a ti como me gustaría o cómo para ti pareciera mejor, pero lo intente.

Ojalá cumplas todas aquellas metas que me platicabas, te deseo siempre lo mejor, todo lo bueno y todo lo bonito porque has trabajado mucho por ello y abriendote camino, estuve, estoy y estaré orgullosa de ti, de tus logros y de tus esfuerzos. Viviré enamorada de la enorme parecencia que tienes, de lo lindo que te veías sonriendo y de tu misteriosa personalidad.

Sé que no me dejaste entrar a tu corazón y sé que jamás podré ser correspondida de la misma manera en la que lo hacía por ti, por eso hoy me alejo de ti, me alejo porque lo intenté, lo hice hasta que esto comenzó me lastimo y me asfixió. Quise siquiera hablarlo contigo pero nunca te pude encontrar y ni siquiera notaste cuando pasaba a tu lado al caminar, eso fue lo que terminó de hacerme entender todo.

Me disculpo si llegué a quererte demasiado, si mis palabras eran desbordantes y mi afecto asfixiante, intente estar en tu vida de una y mill maneras, intente que me vieras de la manera en la que yo te miraba y aunque no fue así al final guardaré todos aquellos detalles y momentos en mi corazón. Quédate con los momentos más lindos de tuvimos, si es que alguno fue relevante para ti, al menos yo si me quedaré con lo que si me hizo sentir bien y recuerda que tienes a alguien que aun daría mucho por ti y espero que alenos eso sí lo hayas notado...

Sé de sobra que esto no cambiará nada y no siquiera espero una respuesta, porque eso es lo que siempre tuve, solo necesitaba sacarlo. Te aprecio demasiado y lamento no haber logrado ser lo querías o esperabas que fuera, lamento tanto haberte dado vergüenza y haberte demostrado todo esto.

Bueno llego el momento que más alargue, que menos pensé y más propuse, muy dentro de mi tenía esperanza de que pudiera mejorar y verdaderamente pudieras estar conmigo y que nunca te fueras de mi vida, pero llegó la hora de poner mis sentimientos en pausa y solo queda decir adiós después de demasiados intentos, creo que lo más difícil de dejarte ir son los momentos tan bonitos que pasamos y lo que alguna vez te conte, nunca me olvidaré de todo lo que pase contigo, lo que significó para mi, que rara es esto, ni siquiera tuve la oportunidad de despedirme como debía.

Estos días que no hablamos me dí cuenta de muchas cosas, estaba preguntándome como te fue, espero que puedas estar bien, hayas comido y estés abrigado. Dirás quizá no se cansa de hablarme y pues... ¿Cómo alguien se va cansar de alguien que ama con todo su corazón? creo que hoy toqué fondo y quise una vez mas escribirte para saber cómo estás? Se que quizá no me vas hablar, pero una vez leí mientras mas pasan los días, el amor se puede enfriar, y particularmente yo no te quería perder, sé que quizá tu ya no quieres nada conmigo y solo esperabas este momento...

Sabes, nunca me has dejado de gustar, simplemente desperté un día, dije que no soportaba sentir esto más y finalmente comprendí que no serías para mí.

Tú llegaste a ser una de las personas que no quería que nunca se fuera de mi vida pero ya no toca hacer nada más que irme, con todo este amor que te tengo, llegastea ser una de las personas que con un solo mensaje o una Ilamada me alegrabas el día, nunca me voy arrepentir de conocerte y haber tenido algo contigo porque a pesar de todo me hiciste mucho bien, fuiste una etapa demasiada linda en mi vida, fuiste una alegria en mi vida pero esa alegría se convirtió en llanto. Igual estoy agradecida contigo por haber llegado a mi vida justo cuando más necesitaba a alguien, que bien me sentí contigo, pero ahora solo me toca recordarte cómo una hermosa y inolvidable historia en mi vida, construí un mundo que no pudimos mantener porque solo era algo que vivía en mi cabeza impulsado por mil ilusiones , la vida puede ser injusta pero las cosas pasan por algo, y me duele tanto el corazón, las lágrimas corren de mis ojos porque no me es fácil decirle adiós a la persona que hubiera querido el resto de mi vida, me gustaría pedirte el favor de que nunca te olvides que te entregue algo muy valioso ni de mi ni de lo que un dia tuvimos porque yo jamás lo haré.

Pero mientras cuídate, come bien, toma suficiente agua, haz todo aquello que te hace feliz, hechale ganas como siempre, sigue creciendo como el súper Titán de Titanes que eres, lograrás cosas increíbles súper sexy contador. Éxito en todo y sonríe que siempre se vienen cosas mejores. Te amo y te extrañare por un largo tiempo...

Esta nota jamás recibió una respuesta pero sin duda dió el cierre que necesitaba para continuar.

Nani Owl

[jellifysh]

Fake Love (part 2)

Or, Your Boyfriends Are Always There for You, and Always Have Been. Right?

OT7 x reader (soft yandere! bts x reader, amnesia au, heavy manipulation, dark fluff, the boys love you they’re just insane about it, ur family sucks sorry, more mentions of injuries and hospitals, I don’t actually know how hospitals works so I’m making this all up <3)

A/N: dam I really went three months w/o updating that’s crazy omggg y’all I’m so sorry,, I had the planning for this just sitting here for months but I’m actually not sure where I’m going with this story imma be fr,, it’s gonna be a happy ending and morally grey (as all my stories tend to be for some reason) but for the most part it’s just gonna be fluff :) enjoy <333

You floated on the edge of consciousness, feeing hands stroking through your hair. Stretching out your body, slowly “So beautiful.” A voice said, hush as a strand of hair was brushed back from your face. You shifted a little, then blinked open your eyes, shutting them again as the sun hit them too soon.

“Aw, too bright? I’ll close them, darling, don’t worry.” Jin cooed, moving to close the curtains securely. You sat up slowly, their eyes on you as you got your bearings, slowly blinking and rubbing sleep off your face, then laughing to yourself in disbelief as you looked around. The members had gathered in various spots around your bed, Jungkook was playing with your hair, Jimin had been brushing a hand across your cheek, and the rest gazed at you, fondness in your eyes. You wondered how many time you had woken up like this in the past—well, minus the hospital bed.

“I almost thought you all were a dream.” You quietly admitted, awe creeping into your sleepy tone.

“Not a dream, nabi. This is real.” Taehyung said, a bit of awestruckness in his voice as well, leaning down to link pinkies with you. You giggled, wrapping your pinky around his tightly, marveling at the way your hands seemed to fit so well together.

“And we got you a present.” Namjoon smiled, holding a bag out to you. Your eyebrows raised in surprise as you took it with the hand not holding Taehyung’s, looking around at all of them for a clue to what was inside. “Just open it, love.” He chided, gently. You stuck your hand inside, reaching past tissue paper and pulling out a sleek, rectangular device.

“It’s a new phone!” Jin cheered from his spot on the right of your bedside. “And we set it up for you already, just to make sure you wouldn’t have any extra stress.” You examined the phone, holding the weight in your hand without turning it on yet, getting used to the new features.

“Wow, this is, I mean, this has to be the latest model, I can’t have this.” You shook your head, their generosity almost overwhelming. You knew from experience that phones like this were not cheap. Even if they were one of the most famous groups in the world, they didn’t need to spend their wealth on you. You placed it back in the bag, holding it back out to them, though none of them moved to take it from you.

It was Yoongi that spoke up then, warmth and intensity swimming in his deep eyes as he looked directly into yours. “You can have that and so much more.” He said, no sign of humor in his tone as he insisted. “We want to treat you, please, please let us.” You looked at him, half-surprised by the honesty and half-touched, your arm slowly pulling the bag back as you realized he really meant it, the rest of their faces reflecting the same seriousness.

“I don’t even know what to say. I— Thank you.” You finally said, looking down at the phone again to avoid their intense gazes.

“Don’t thank us yet. We are far from done.” Hoseok smiled brightly, and as you looked up, smiling back, the room felt lighter.

“We spoke to the doctors while you were asleep,” Namjoon started, “They want to keep you for a bit more monitoring for today, just to make sure everything’s in order before they release you, but you’ll be discharged by the end of the day. We can drive you back your apartment and you can settle back in at home. But…” his sentence drifted off as he cast a worried look towards the window.

“But what?” You asked, starting to get concerned yourself, siting up a bit straighter in your bed.

“Well,” Namjoon continued, tone full of weariness. “We can’t stay much longer, love. We have to be back in Korea soon, we dropped everything to come to you but, we have a lot planned that we have to start on real soon. If you stay here, we can’t stay and help you recover. Do you have anyone to stay with you?”

You probably didn’t, you realized slowly, almost deflating at the thought of it. In the few days you’ve been in the hospital only they came to visit you. And if you’re on the same terms with your family as you used to be, they likely won’t want to care for you. You could get some sort of stay at home nurse, or stay in the hospital to be taken care of, but that would be money. Money you didn’t have.

“I don’t… I don’t know. I’d need to make some calls.” You responded weakly, mindlessly moving your hand to fully hold Taehyung’s, not noticing the way his face brightened. “When do you leave?”

“At most, in four days.” Jimin replied despondently.

“Four?” You repeated in shock. “But that’s so soon.”

They nodded solemnly, letting you think it over in silence. You took a moment to think with the new information, trying to ignore the way your heart sank at the thought of them leaving. Did you want them to stay? It’d be weird wouldn’t it? Latching on so quickly to them when you don’t really know them? But you do, you reminded yourself. They wouldn’t be here if you didn’t mean something to them. Surely you can trust them?

Jin broke the silence, his hand gently caressing your leg that wasn’t in a cast. “Let’s not think about it now, hmm? No reason to stress.” He suggested with a warm smile. “You haven’t eaten yet, have you?”

You shook your head no, expression clearing up as you chose to forget for a moment.

“Then we’ll get you something to eat, and you can have the whole day to think. How about that?” Hoseok asked, and you nodded.

“I am kind of hungry.” You agreed, though that was an understatement. You were starving, you were thirsty, you were exhausted although all you did was lay down, and you just wanted to be out of the hospital already.

Jimin perked up, moving towards the door. “I’ll get you some food, pretty, don’t even worry about it.” He said, brimming with excitement as he exited.

Taehyung rushed after him, a competitive fire lit behind his eyes. “I’ll get you better food!”

Jungkook shot up from his seat, hastily putting on his jacket, rushing to the door as well. “I’ll get all your favorites, noona!”

And with that, they left in a whirlwind and Namjoon sighed, a tired smile on his face as he turned to you. “I should probably go with them.” You nodded, understanding, and he exited as well, waving at you as he left.

“Now,” Hoseok announced as the room quieted. “Let’s show our princess how to use her new phone!” He cheered, him and Jin excitedly raving about all the cool features of the phone and stuff you could do with it and Yoongi chided them to give you some space.

—

After the other boys returned with way more food than you could possibly eat in one day—Jungkook was right, he did get you all your favorites— and did a lot more laughing than was probably safe for you to do with bandages wrapped around your ribs, you felt the mood of the room slowly winding down, the boys exchanging glances as Namjoon kept texting someone frantically on his phone.

“Is everything alright?” You asked hesitantly, but by the look Namjoon gave you, you could already tell it wasn’t.

“I’m sorry, love, we have to go.” Namjoon replied. He had slipped into calling you love today and as you heard it more, you minded it less and less. Maybe it’s because it’s what he used to call you? A part of your mind must remember being with them, it was too easy with them, after all, they knew too much about you.

“Do we have to?” Jungkook whined and Namjoon frowned, nodding at him.

“The company wants to speak with us immediately over the phone about… our plans going forward.” He said, casting a glance to you out of the corner of his eye.

“We can’t leave her alone.” Yoongi argued.

“One of us should stay with her. I volunteer.” Taehyung stood up, only to get pushed back into his seat.

“You sit down.” Jin playfully scolded. “I’ll stay with her.”

“No fair!”

“Hush, I’m older than you.”

“You sure, hyung?” Namjoon asked, standing as everyone began to gather their things.

“I’m sure we’ll be alright. I’ll have her discharged and drive her to her apartment.” Jin turned to you. “If that’s alright with you?”

You twiddled your thumbs, a feeling of numbness coming over you at the thought of them leaving. “Um, sure. Can’t stay in the hospital forever, I guess.”

After that it was a blur of events, the boys all went to the front desk with you to check out and escorted you to the car in your brand new wheelchair. You tried to cheer yourself up mentally, but the heavy cast on your leg and the layers and layers of bandages on your arms and ribs made it hard to stay optimistic.

You were lifted into the car by Jungkook, the boys all fussing over you as they helped you with your seatbelt and getting comfortable in the chair. As you tuned out their squabbling, you found yourself shaking at the thought of being in a car again after your last accident. You blinked, then blinked again, the feeling of a car quickly accelerating, then even more quickly stopping as the feeling of slamming into something and flying through the air filled your body and you were breathing heavy, hard, and fast and—

“Y/N?”

You gasped, eyes fluttering open. You were still in the parking lot. The car hadn’t even started moving. You looked around at their concerned faces. You floundered for something to say, settling on, “Sorry, I’m just… a bit tired, I guess.”

They exchanged a long look with each other that you tried to ignore, not wanting to know if they pity you. “Of course, I’ll make sure you rest once you’re home.” Jin replied.

“Don’t worry, noona, we’ll be back with you soon. Just relax and enjoy being home again.” Jungkook said, trying to force a positive tone but you could hear the worry.

“Thanks, I’ll try.” You smiled, sure it looked stained, and they closed the door, Jin pulling out of the parking lot and driving to your apartment almost on autopilot, him not once asking you where you lived.

You looked out the window as he drove. You recognized certain parts of the city of course, places you’d been all your life, but when he turned down the street to your apartment building and parked in the lot, you had no recollection of ever being there.

“Is this… where I live?”

Jin smiled at you, brief and sad. “Yeah, we figured you may not remember it. You only moved here about a year ago.”

You sighed, frustrated with not knowing anything, staring up at the tall building through the windshield.“How are we supposed to get in if I don’t even remember living here?”

You heard a jingle to your left, looking over at Jin as he held up a key ring. “That’s what I’m here for, jagi. You gave us a spare key in case we were ever in town.” He chuckled, looking wistfully at the apartment as if gazing upon a memory. “I remember you were so excited to move in here. You danced around your room all night, it was adorable.”

You laughed, “Yup, that sounds like me alright.”

Jin looked over at you, and you looked back at him, stupid smiles on both your faces. You sat in the calm quiet moment, basking in the peace you felt with him as warmth filled your chest. Jin spoke quietly, gently breaking the moment. “I’ll help you into your chair.

Entering the actual apartment was strange. It was familiar and warm but at the same time, you remembered nothing about the actual layout. You remember your furniture—the couch you dragged from your mom’s house to every apartment you had ever lived in, the throw pillows you’d had since you were a teenager, the Polaroids you’ve taken of yourself in cool locations and posters of your favorite bands, BTS included— but memories of living there were gone.

“This poster’s always been my favorite.” Jin commented, and you turned your head to see him standing next a poster of himself, copying the pose he was making in the photo.

You chuckled, “I pulled that from an album, I forget which one.”

“Wings,” he replied automatically. You turned to look at him, suprised how quickly he answered, and he continued, “I remember my hairstyle.” He joked, making you giggle.

You continued looking around, noticing dishes in the sink, clothes on the floor, a laundry basket next to the machine overflowing with clothes. “I left this place such a mess.”

“Don’t you worry about that, I’ll clean up for you. Here lemme help you lie down and rest.”

Jin helped into your bed, the unfamiliar object conforming to your body perfectly, and you snuggled up against the blankets, almost comfortable enough to ignore the rigid cast on your leg. After that, he began fretting over the apartment, picking up and arranging things, folding clothes, and moving into the rest of the apartment to wash laundry, dishes and pick up the living room.

Brushing past the disbelief that international superstar Kim Seok Jin was cleaning up your living room, you used the free time to acclimate to your new phone.

Tapping the screen to turn it on, you were greeted with a wallpaper of Jimin, Tae and Jungkook making funny faces at the camera, as well as about 20 new messages from a group chat with the members that you had already been added to. You smiled to yourself, but skipped past talking to them just yet, familiarizing yourself with the functions and settings.

After a while, you started to set up your email, having to reset your password to get in, and find out what you missed in the short time you had been away and maybe get a hint of what you were doing before. Once you finally managed to get in, you were met with a bunch of emails from your landlord on being behind on your rent, and an email from your job to tell you that you had been terminated. Looking over the contact information in the email, you dialed the number to try and bargain for your job.

“I just don’t understand, if I worked for you I must have some paid time off, or maybe even some sort of medical exemption, I mean, I can give you hospital bill, I swear I was just incapacitated— I didn’t even know I had this job until today, this isn’t fair.” You pleaded.

The voice over the phone repeated the same thing they had been telling you for the last five minutes. “I’m sorry, Ms.L/n but we can’t make an exception, you didn’t show up for three days in a row and no one informed us of why and you being injured and having lost your memory makes us even less inclined to hire you back. Thank you for your work with us but we can’t hire you back.”

You stammered, “You can’t make a single exception? I can relearn—I can work for a couple weeks without pay, I just— as far as I know, this is my only job, this is what I depend on.”

The person over the phone seemed to hesitate for a moment before answering resolutely. “I’m sorry again, I— we can’t hire you again. Have a good day.”

And with that the line went dead. You huffed, getting the contact information for your landlord to see if there some way you could hold off on paying rent until you had a better financial standing, hoping for better luck.

“I’m so sorry to hear that you had been in the hospital, honey, but I still need my money and I really don’t think you’re in any place to give it to me.” The landlord stated, unyielding in her decision.

“I… could figure something out…” you protested weakly, unsure of how exactly you would do that.

“You’re a lovely person and you’ve been a great tenant, but you’ve been behind on your payments too many times and this is my last straw, I’m sorry. I’m evicting you if you can’t pay this months rent.”

“What? I— what if what to break the lease? Can I just move out?”

“You still have to pay this month’s rent, and the two months still left in your lease.”

You sighed, heavy and weary. “I… I understand, I’ll call you back when I figure something out.”

“Okay, have a good day.”

“As if anyone could ever have a good day after news like that.” You muttered to yourself. You sat there, thinking to yourself for a moment with your finger hovering over the contacts, before hesitantly clicking it. The boys hadn’t added your mothers number, and there was probably a good reason—last you remember you weren’t on good terms and you doubt that changed, but you figured you may as well check in. If the boys were leaving soon you needed to know if someone could take care of you, and your mom was your last hope. You knew her number by heart, not that she ever really picked up half the time.

After three rings, the line picked up. “Hello?” An annoyed voice asked.

“Hi, mom, I—“

“You again? Listen, whatever crazy story you have to tell me now, I’m sick of it. You’ve always been an attention seeker and I’m done with you. First, you tell me your angel of a sister is ‘horrible’ to you, then you say you’re ‘too stressed’ at school in the career you chose, then you make up some crazy story about people following you. What do you want me to do? I’m one person, not your therapist!”

“I— I just called to say I got into a car accident and I’m in a cast—“

“Oh really?” She replied skeptically.

You felt frustrated enough to cry. “Yes, why don’t you ever believe me? I need someone to take care of me and I cant—“

“You’ll be fine, stop whining to me you’re a grown woman, I finished raising after you turned 18, now for once in your life, act your age.” She spat out, hanging up before you could get another word in.

As you sat in the silence, the only sounds coming from the gentle clinking of dishes in the kitchen, you fought the urge to laugh. What were you thinking calling your mother? As if she’d ever care about you. As if she’d listened to a thing you ever said. She hates your guts and at this point you hated hers. Nothing in your life ever managed to go right. As you buried your face in your hands, images began to flash behind your eyes. A tall building, getting out the passenger seat of an unfamiliar car, bringing a tray of coffee to someone, smiling, laughing, sitting at a desk.

You gasped, opening your eyes, and frantically wiping the tears away. Work, you remembered, those were memories of work. You… were an assistant to… someone? You closed your eyes again trying to focus on the fleeting memories but to no avail, nothing but glimpses and fogginess filled your mind. You huffed, frustrated yet again. It seemed like you’d always been frustrated but now yet with all of it hitting you full force, you just wanted to curl up in your blankets and cry for hours.

A knock on your open door showed Jin pushing inside your room with a basket of freshly dried laundry. “Your clothes are so cute, I—“ he halted, noticing the distress in your body language. “Jagi, what happened?” He asked, moving to your side and placing the clothes basket down next to your dresser.

“I’m just stressed.” You sniffed pathetically, not knowing what else to say.

“What do you mean? Why are you stressed?” Jin asked, starting to fold up the clothes neatly and place them in the drawers.

“Well, I was on the phone with my job. I had a job before the accident, obviously, I had a whole apartment, but I got fired and was thinking about it and I… remembered.” Jin stopped in his movements, hands frozen in their motion of folding a shirt in half.

“I can’t remember anything else, but I remember I worked at an office as an assistant.” You continued, not noticing the way Jin had gone deathly still. You clasped your hands, staring out the window as you thought. Bits and pieces of carrying coffee, filing paperwork, boring monotonous office life came to your mind, but frustratingly nothing else. Not your boss’s name, not the company you worked at, not even the color of the desk you sat at. “I’m just stressed because there’s so much I don’t remember. The world didn’t stop just because I don’t remember how it used to spin. There’s people expecting me to come to work, to pay my bills, and I don’t even remember who they are! I didn’t even remember you—“ Jin cupped your face, wiping away tears you didn’t realize started falling again.

“Darling, don’t worry about that, none of that matters right now, okay? I want you to focus on recovering and making sure you’re eating and drinking enough.” He paused, hesitantly continuing on to say, “And, if you really want, we can get our people to try and recover any missing information— with your permission of course— just past texts, voicemails, maybe, stuff that might help you… remember.” Jin finished cautiously, looking in your eyes for a sign of approval.

“You would do that for me?” You asked hopefully. At this point, you would take whatever help you could get.

“If it would take a burden off your shoulders, I would do anything.” Jin murmured softly and reassuringly, the warmth in his gaze melting into your bones.

You sighed again, but this time with relief. “That’s be so great. I feel so horrible, I’m basically useless—“

“Don’t talk about yourself like that, darling, we’d be happy to take care of everything you need for the rest of your life if you wanted. If it were up to us, you’d never lift another finger.” He winked, booping your nose as he moved to folding clothes.

“You don’t really mean that. You’d get tired of me eventually.” You argued.

“You don’t know just how much you mean to us, sweetheart. You could stay here forever if you wanted to, or if you wanted we’d get you a nicer place, an island with a private beach even. Anything.” He turned to look at you again, nothing but fondness in his eyes. “You won’t ever stress again if we can help it, I promise. Relax, and we’ll take care of everything for you, okay?”

You sighed, too tired to object. “Okay.” You blinked heavily, a soft smile coming over Jin’s face.

“You tired, honey? Feel free to sleep, I’ll be right here.” He reached over, patting your hand.

You held it, eyes fluttering. “Okay.” You mumbled sleepily. “Don’t leave.”

“Never.” He whispered.

“Jin,” you started.

“Yes?”

“I’ll come with you guys. I’ll go to Korea.”

“Really?”

You nodded, eyes closing, unable to see the satisfied smile that had come over Jin’s face.

—

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[starlonga]

[lifessoshortandsoami]

Outfit & Hairstyle 1

Outfit & Hairstyle 2

Identification: RM, Jin, SUGA, jhope, Jimin, V, Jungkook, Luna

(Intro: V, Jungkook)

For you, I could pretend like I was happy when I was sad

For you, I could pretend like I was strong when I was hurt

I wish love was perfect as love itself

I wish all my weaknesses could be hidden

I grew a flower that can’t be bloomed in a dream that can’t come true

(Refrain: Jimin, Jin)

I'm so sick of this fake love, fake love, fake love

I'm so sorry but it's fake love, fake love, fake love

(Verse 1: RM, Luna, j-hope)

I wanna be a good man (just for you)

I gave the world (just for you)

I changed everything (just for you)

Now I don't know me, (who are you?)

The forest just for us, you weren’t there

The route I took, I forgot

I even became quite unsure of who I was

Try babbling into the mirror, who the hell are you?

(Pre-Chorus: Luna, Jin)

For you, I could pretend like I was happy when I was sad

For you, I could pretend like I was strong when I was hurt

I wish love was perfect as love itself

I wish all my weaknesses could be hidden

I grew a flower that can’t be bloomed in a dream that can’t come true

(Chorus: Jung Kook, V)

Love you so bad, love you so bad

Mold a pretty lie for you

Love it's so mad, love it's so mad

Trying to erase myself and make me your doll

Love you so bad, love you so bad

Mold a pretty lie for you

Love it's so mad, love it's so mad

Trying to erase myself and make me your doll

(Refrain: Jimin, Jin)

I'm so sick of this fake love, fake love, fake love

I'm so sorry but it's fake love, fake love, fake love

(Verse: RM, SUGA)

Why you sad? I don’t know. I don’t know

Smile, say 'I love you'

Look at me, even I gave up on myself

Even you can’t understand me

You say I’m unfamiliar, changed into the one you used to like

You say I’m not myself which you knew well

No? What do you mean no? I’m blind

Love? What the heck is love? It’s all fake love

(Bridge: Luna, Jin)

Woo, I dunno I dunno I dunno why

Woo, even I, even I don’t know myself

(Woo) I just know I just know I just know why

'Cause it's all fake love, fake love

(Chorus: Jung Kook, Jimin)

Love you so bad, love you so bad

Mold a pretty lie for you

Love you so mad, love you so mad

Trying to erase myself and make me your doll

Love you so bad, love you so bad

Mold a pretty lie for you

Love you so mad, love you so mad

Trying to erase myself and make me your doll

(Refrain: Luna, Jin)

I'm so sick of this fake love, fake love, fake love

I'm so sorry but it's fake love, fake love, fake love

(Outro: Jimin & V & Luna, Jungkook & Jin & Luna)

For you, I could pretend like I was happy when I was sad

For you, I could pretend like I was strong when I was hurt

I wish love was perfect as love itself

I wish all my weaknesses could be hidden

I grew a flower that can’t be bloomed in a dream that can't come true

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[lokisasylum]

Okay... so far we know that Mirrors was the first clue given to us by Jimin.

Today's live was title "I'm your calico cat" and he kept making references to the terrarium/fish bowl.

Also the Marimo is a type of algae, or moss... which can also be an indirect reference to the "blue mold" mentioned in Serendipity.

Soooooo... could this be for "Set Me Free pt. 2"? Will the concept be similar to Serendipity, but trapped in water like I NEED U, LIE, FAKE LOVE?

What do you guys think??

[buckybvrnes]

Hi!!

For the kpop ask game numbers 3, 4 and 16

Hope you're having a good day (⁠｡⁠•̀⁠ᴗ⁠-⁠)⁠✧

Hey!!! Thank you for the ask :D

3. How old were you when you first got into Kpop?

Okay so it was in 2020 during Covid and I was 22. Sometimes I'm sad I didn't get into it sooner because I feel like I missed out on so muchhhh but then again now I get to watch hours upon hours of content to catch up and at least my faves are still active!

4. What song(s) took you a while to warm up to?

Love Phobia by Onew took me a while, I listened to it the first time and wasn't immediately sold somehow. But after hearing it more I think I somehow suddenly 'understood' the song? And now it's one of my favourites!

....And I think every Shawol experienced this but SHINee's Ring Ding Dong XD. At first I was like what the heck is this. But now I just love it. It's so iconic. I am genuinly unironically vibing to it these days. Just Jjongs voice in the beginning coming in unannounced with BABYYYYYY ... you know how it is LOL

16. Which concepts do you love?

Okay so I don't know if this refers to photoshoot concepts or songs but I honestly think it's the same for both. Usually I like the fierce/dark concepts more. For example, BTS Black Swan and Fake Love styling and SHINee Lucifer and Obsession song.

In black swan, them sprouting wings?! The lyrics of the song, the setting of the music video like woah. And in fake love especially the choreography and the outfits.

Also Onew had different concepts for his Circle album photoshoot and one of the concepts was 'Ocean' and these pictures, I just love them so much. Like woah, just look at him??

Thinking a little more about the concepts I love, I guess I like the emo songs and the emo concepts the most? hahahahha I mean I am part of the popunk/emo music to kpop pipeline so there we have it I guess LOL.

Also honorable mention goes out to whatever the fuck Key was up to in his Gasoline album concept because WOW I loved it. Some typa witch doctor stranger things type of stuff. He also combines it really well with a retro vibe which I LOVE. Anyways, this is the one I'm talking about:

Okay that was a really long answer I hope I'm making sense, thank you for coming to my TED talk it was a blast.

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MY UNIVERSE ANTHOLOGY SERIES (2023, THAILAND)

Episode 16 FAKE LOVE Part 2 The Finale of Story 8

A relationship, a pretend relationship based on lies and blackmail. But as in most of these types of stories. Real Feelings Emerge From Faked Ones.

Peem (CHATCHAPON PRANOTPHONG aka NORTH) simply wants his slimy ex boyfriend Ta to leave him alone so he lied about having a new boyfriend.

Though his feelings for Phol (PASSAKON NIYATIWATCHONCHAI aka REW) started out sincere as he hit him before needing him to be his fake boyfriend.

Both Phol and Peem are lying about their status for different reasons. Phol is doing it at his family's request and benefit as his studies and subsequent job can help support his family. Peem seeks wealth as well from his university life but is it all for him? Or for his family benefit as well?

The deal becomes strained when Peem learns the ex boyfriend he wants distance from also had something with Phol a fact Phol never revealed.

But in the end these two appear to be on the same page. Alls well that ends well...I suppose.

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[alguienmasenestelugar]

hellooooo today I will do a post covid story ((return of covid)), from kyle's family 💋💞, good start ((⚠︎warning ⚠︎, this story contains content that involves abuse, blood and +18 content))

Kyle age 25 a few months from 26, he has a girlfriend, it's Sandy, he has loved her since they saw each other, stan, his super bestie, whenever he should leave her, but his love has blinded her enough not to see to any other woman than her, but she never felt anything for him, and no, it's not pity towards him, it's because her parents forced her since kyle has the same or greater social reputation than her but she just wants to make him feel bad. life a hellbut how? Well, she already has a whole plan to screw up his life, but first, she decided to get very inappropriate with him and one day she decides to ask him to have sex, BUT, without a condom

-wow, why should that be- asked kyle stunned

-didn't you want to have two beautiful little children with me? here's your chance she said in a tone that she wanted to be penetrated, but strong

-bu.. but; This is too late, isn't it? said kyle

-puuuuuf I don't think so, also, I feel that you would be a good father.. she said

-.......well if you want said kyle

After that awkward speech, Kyle began to slowly remove his clothes, they were very light and fine movements as if he was happy for this night of much love.

34 minutes later

-... are you ready? asks kyle in a heated half tone.

-I'm ready!! she answers very hastily

from there he started...; cold but very soft with her, even when he put his penis in her big anus...

-...hmp....hmp!!! ~Aaaaaa!! ~!!! ahgg kyle much much much

*French kisses*

She liked it, but his plan was still in mind and this was the first part.....

a few hours later

-and... yes or no said kyle nervous to know if he was a father or not

-......... [I know that kyle will be good but.... as he did-....!!!!] Sandy said in her mind, until kyle interrupted her.

-love!!!, for the love of god tell me something said kyle, nervous as ever

-eeeeeh... sa-... came out He said about to take the pregnancy test

-Did he go out!? answered kyle

-... positive! He said with great happiness knowing that he could carry out his macabre plan.

-*kisses *

out of nowhere kyle walked in and gave her millions of kisses full of pure love

Well, I'll leave the story here because I haven't had the time to write, BUT I promise you that this Friday I will bring you the second part YES OR YES, well I hope you're doing well, byeeee

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