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violetwinterwidow01 · 1 year ago

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MEMORY LANE (AU)

A/N: I meant to post this Jan. 1st, 2024, but never got around to it!!!

Feel free to reblog!!!

ENJOY

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It's Cevyn and Bucky's 4th wedding anniversary, and their 9th best friend anniversary. But since Buck is on a mission, Cev has nothing better to do than go down memory lane from when they first go together.

Quick timeline:

Besties: Dec. 31st, 2014

Dated: Dec. 31st, 2016

Married: Dec. 31st, 2020

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Cevyn walks into the common living room finding Natasha, Yelena, and Clint.

Cevyn: hey guys

C/Y/N: hey! Happy anniversary!!!

Cevyn: Thank you, lovelies!!!

She joins them on the couch as they indulge in some action movie.

Yelena: We know it was yesterday and Bucky couldn't be here.

Cevyn: it's fine, I told him I'd figure out what I wanted by the time he got back today.

They hum.

Out of nowhere, She decides to ask a question.

Cevyn: ...Ya'll remember when i was such a whore back in 2021?

Yelena: SUCH A WHORE!!!

Natasha: ABSOLUTELY, HOW THE HELL COULD WE FORGET!?!?

Yelena: WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED?!?!

The girls talk over each other making Cevyn laugh, while Clint violently chokes and spits out his beer. Cevyn and Natasha tap him on his back.

Cevyn: Yo, you good?

Clint: *cough, cough* No, no!!! *cough* Im not good!! I- I dont think i should be listening to this!!!

Natasha and Yelena laugh. He tries to get off the couch but nat pulls him back down and crosses her legs over top of his motioning Cevyn to do the same to keep him there. She lays her head in Yelena's lap.

Natasha: Sit down, she was a menace last year. youll wanna hear this!

He gives up. Sounds like good tea any damn way. (We all know Clint is one of the girls!!!)

Yelena: Cevy, what happened?

Cevyn: well after my 2 year relationship failed, i decided to have some... fun. Safe fun.

Natasha: Yeah, a WHOLE year worth of 'fun'.

Clint: that asswhole cheated on you didnt he?

Cevyn: yup

Clint sighs.

Clint: Why didnt you call me?

Cevyn: Cause i handled it... no ones gonna miss him.

C/Y/N: WHAT!?!?

She laughs.

Cevyn: im kidding!... maybe.

Clint looks at nat.

Clint: And what do you mean by a whole year?

Nat sighs and rubs her temples at the very fond memories of the year before.

Natasha: a different guy. Each day. 365 days in a year. You do the math.

Clint: CYNTHIA ELINA VALYN YAZMINE NOELLE STRYKER!!!

Cevyn side-eyes him at the use of her government name.

Clint: what the hell?!?! Didnt you have missions???

She smirks as Yelena burst out laughing.

Clint: my god

Cevyn: yup, i called upon him a couple of times. It was also more ladies than guys.

Yelena calms down from damn near dying.

Yelena: WHAT?!?! ARE YOU SAYING I COULDVE BEEN ONE OF THEM?!?!

Cevyn: im sorry baby, and it was only 364. I didnt have anybody on new years eve.

Yelena mumbles.

Yelena: could've had me...

Cevyn sits up and kisses her cheeks.

Cevyn: Maybe next time, boo. But Doesnt mean i didnt do anything though.

Yelena: whatd you do?

Cevyn: Well...

Flashback: Tony's Avengers ONLY New years eve pajama party 2021

Cevyn's PJs

(For once Tony didn't want a hell of a lot of people around.)

The party was BANGIN'!!! It was getting close to midnight, There was tons of liquor, everybody was dancing, Cevyn got so drunk she gave a full on lipsync concert. After that, she walked into the kitchen to grab some water.

When she walked in she saw her best friend Bucky and the one shady bitch she could never stand: Sharon. It seriously bothered her that bucky would choose that thing to date out of any woman in the world, which she reminded Buck daily about.

Theres a reason why Cevyn hates Sharon. Before Cevyn's last relationship, she caught the bitch sucking him off. After that, Sharon tried to act as if nothing ever happened. (Tryna be her friend and shit, bitch you know what the fuck you did!)

Finally, when she gave up and started dating Buck, Cev plotted her revenge. If bitches feel that they can take and play the delusional card, two can play that game. She walks over, purposely bumping Sharon out of the way to stand on her tiptoes wrapping her arms around his neck and planting a loving kiss on Bucky's cheek.

Bucky: Hi Cevy.

Cevyn: Hi Bucket.

Sharon scoffs as he wraps his arms around her voluptuous body, damn near feeling her up. He returns the kiss close to the corner of her mouth, a sight Sharon doesn't miss.

She shoves Cev out of the way. Cevyn was about to swipe Sharon across her face but Bucky caught her wrist and turned her around slowly.

As she opens the fridge she mumbles about how she was gonna snatch this hoe up by the hair on the nape of her neck and slang her on the floor resulting in dog walking her like the bitch she is.

Bucky: Sharon, the hell did you do that for?

Sharon: Oh, when she does it theres no problem, but when i do it there is?

Bucky scoffs, making Cev turn around snickering.

Bucky: Oh god, im not doing this with you.

Sharon walks away damn near on the brink of tears, which no one cares about. Bucky lets her go, reaching to grab a cupcake from the cake tower. As he grabs it, frosting gets on his metal thumb. Before he can grab a napkin, Cevyn takes his hand.

Cevyn: Dont worry, baby. Ill lick it up

Bucky: Its okay- oh shit!

Hes cut off as she latches her soft, plump lips around the tip of his thumb, gently sucking the tip. She pulls back with a pop that echos throughout the kitchen, even though the music is pretty loud.

Cevyn: What was that?

Bucky stumbles over his words trying to get out of the trance shes put him in.

Bucky: I-I- I dont-

Keeping eye contact, she kitten licks his thumb. She plays confused while smirking.

Cevyn: You dont what, baby? Whats wrong?

He continues to stammer and look between her eyes and her tongue rounding circles on his thumb, placing it back in her mouth.

Bucky: I dont know w-whats happening... but- but i like it.

She smiles. She moves to kiss his lips mumbling against them.

Cevyn: Mm-hm *kiss* I know you do *kiss* Keep your eyes on mommy, ok?

He nods absentmindedly slipping into a place he's never been before: ✨️SUBMISSION✨️ With his thumb back in its rightful spot, and continuous eye contact, she gets on her knees, holding his wrist, sucking faster. She unzips her onsie letting her tits spill out.

She places his right hand on her boob for him to squish. She moves her hand feeling him grow in his sweatpants. She moves off of his thumb to pull his sweats and boxers down to reveal his dick. Before he can say anything, shes fast like lightning, sucking his tip greedily then deepthroats him causing his knees to weaken and a string of 'holy fucks' to leave his mouth, catching him off guard. She giggles and moans sending vibrations around his shaft.

5 minutes go by and Sharon walks back in. She hears moans so she tries to be silent. She gets around the island and sees Cevyn on her knees with her eyes rolled back as Bucky fucks her throat. Cevyn looks over to see her standing with her jaw dropped. She sends her a menacing wink, smirking with her mouth full, cum dribbling down the side of her mouth.

She pulls away from Bucky swallowing every drop. She pulls up his sweats, using his thumb to swipe up his sweet sticky leftovers just to suck it off, and stands up to fix her clothes, but Bucky stops her picking her up to sit her on the island, and latches on to her nipple, making her laugh. She rubs her hands through his hair still eyeing up Sharon.

Cevyn: Enjoying the show?

Bucky turns his head, not so concerned about the situation at hand. Hes had a thing for Cev for a long time. But he made the mistake of dating Sharon to take his mind off of her. He smiles at her, picks up Cevyn wrapping her legs around his waist, walking out of the kitchen.

Cevyn: Paybacks a bitch, aint it?

Bucky: We're done Sharon.

Cevyn laughs. Bucky gets in the elevator.

Cevyn: where we going?

Bucky: To our floor. Where im gonna fuck you SENSELESS and make you cum so hard while we count down. Is that alright with you mama?

She smirks.

Cevyn: Yes, daddy.

End of flashback

As Nat and Yelena clapped and cheered, Clint sat puzzled.

Clint: didnt you ruin a relationship?

The girls laugh.

Cevyn: More like rescued Bucky because that shit show was doomed from the beginning. He's mine now, and I don't plan on letting him go anywhere.

Buck sneaks up behind. He gently pulls her head back, planting multiple kisses on her lips putting a smile on her face.

Cevyn: Hi baby.

Bucky: Hi mama. Happy anniversary.

Cevyn: happy anniversary. Oh, speaking of...

She gets up, rounding the couch.

Cevyn: I know what I wanna do now.

Bucky: Whats that?

She whispers in his ear.

Cevyn: Mind-blowing, life-altering, earth-shattering sex.

Without a second thought, he taps her thighs, signaling her to jump up.

Bucky: SOLD!!!

He runs them out of the room.

C/Y/N: BYE GUYS!

C/B: BYE!

Cevyn: IF YOU HEAR SCREAMING, ITS NOT ME!!!!

FIN.

#avengers x black!reader #bucky barnes x black reader #marvel cast x black!reader

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portraitsofflora · 1 year ago

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Day 365 — It's Time!

The time has come for the end of 'Portraits of Flora' blog. Happy New Year everybody!

The floral clock was donated to the City of Melbourne in 1966 by a group of Swiss watch makers.

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orsialos · 2 years ago

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tbh the worst part about being a devotee of Aphroditê is everybody expects I go crazy goo goo gaga for Valentine's Day when I actually think it's the stupidest holiday in existence and literally exists just so people will buy more useless shit

if you really love somebody you should love them 365 days a year, not just one day a year and if you only demonstrate your Love by buying things that somebody else already made then I mean, come on bro, at least learn to scramble up some eggs or something.

Love is beautiful because it is so deeply personal and it comes from the depths of our humanity. Valentine's Day completely sanitizes that humanity and sorry if this offends people, but I think it's disgusting and I will never celebrate it. This is just another random ass day and like on any other random ass day, my heart is filled with love for Aphroditê and the person that I share this crazy silly thing we called life with

So, happy random Tuesday everybody & may Aphroditê's love shine down on you like the warm rays of Helios' loving embrace ❤️

#personal #anti valentines #aphrodite #aphrodite devotee #aphrodite deity #aphrodite devotion #helpol #hellenism #hellenic polytheism

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excitingrbl · 2 years ago

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(is it) happy mother's day?

yesterday I read someone state that mother's day is for everyone and no one should be excluded. before anyone runs to list all of the women that should be included, that isn't what that person was referring to. YES, ALL mothers should be acknowledged. this person was saying mother's day is for children, husbands, boyfriends, grandfathers, uncles, and everyone else who doesn't have children too. it was... absurd. I also acknowledge that people think trolling is an olympic sport and just be saying wild ass shit to see who it'll upset.

regardless, I see and hear similar sentiments DAILY that center everyone BUT the person the actual day is about... so I don't think everyone is doing it for lulz. mothers grow and carry human life in our bodies, while risking their own lives for months, then accept the bulk of parenting this tiny human BUT we MUST share this one day with EVERYONE. we really can't have shit, huh? LOL I have to laugh at things like that because people's fucking self-centeredness knows no bounds.

I want to be excited every year that mother's day rolls around but... my joy around the day is waning.

I'm not going to give a speech on capitalism despite the abuse of that system being at the core of most shit that aint lit. I will say that mother's day is a reminder of how much people don't really give a fuck about mothers. some might be confused like, wouldn't this day be a reminder of how much people care? I get the confusion but consider this... there are 364 days in the year but some of us have to wait FOR ONE FUCKING DAY to be acknowledged as worthy, important, and appreciated. it's giving performative. it aint giving genuine.

and it isn't that a regular ass person cannot understand what I'm saying. but just in case someone wants to feign ignorance, check this out. imagine your birthday... it's ONE DAY out of 365. imagine THAT being the ONLY time there's an outpouring of adoration, love, respect, consideration, kindness, and care. the display itself says people CAN do these things any other time of the year YET, they only value you enough to do it ONCE A YEAR. where is the value in that?

and before anyone swoops in to say, "be grateful", to that I say fuck you and this raggedy ass bread crumb of a performance. seriously. you don't think people deserve this more than once a year? ACKNOWLEDGEMENT BEYOND WORDS. yes, I'm aware this aint everybody love language so pay attention to what is and I'm saying, you only think they need that ONCE A GOTDAM YEAR?

what do you require to feel seen? loved? wanted? appreciated? imagine knowing that if you don't get it no other day from those around you, you'll definitely get it on ONE day out the year. that one day should sustain you until the following year so enjoy it while it lasts and BE GRATEFUL! the more you mull this over in your mind, if you don't see the problem with it, I have to question your levels of empathy and concern for others...and your damn self.

I guess what I'm saying is that since I've never been a fan of performative behaviors that don't align with day-to-day actions, I've drastically tempered my response to mother's day. this also aligns with my overall adjusting of expectations. people don't want you to expect much of anything from them yet, when you don't, they're upset. "you don't think I'm capable???" it isn't that I don't think people aren't capable BECAUSE THEY ARE. it's that there's no consistent track record that THIS is what they value being capable of doing.

I expect to be treated like the decent human being that I am and if someone can't give me that modicum of attention and respect, I adjust my expectations of and for them. they don't get my enthusiasm about something that has yet to happen because, will it? survey says: it hasn't consistently been a priority of theirs so move accordingly.

and that's what I will continue to do. if a different result is wanted, start doing something different to get the desired result. it isn't rocket science.

being a mother is important to me. if it wasn't, I would have given up on this role within the first two years when my sanity said this shit is for the fucking birds. I am not speaking from anyone elses place of motherhood; I'm speaking from where I was, where I am, and the rest of the journey I have to travel with the little support that I have. I fully understand that motherhood isn't solely about me. I'm a mother BECAUSE there is someone relying on me to do what I committed to when I decided to have a full-term pregnancy. I honor that commitment on a level that I wished others would acknowledge not just with "Happy Mother's Day!" but with the community needed to sustain the growth of myself and the amazing supernova I gave birth to 14 years ago. I've adjusted so much of my thinking that I can now acknowledge this commitment really aint got shit to do with nobody but me and the person I committed to... the kiddo.

it doesn't get any easier but that saying "it is what it is" definitely applies. the saying also allows me to center what's most important... and it definitely aint the lack.

so is it a happy mother's day? for some of us, no. for some of us, yes. and for some of us, we eagerly await the day of more balance and harmony within and around motherhood.

happy mother's day to every mother who needs to still hear and see it. happy mother's day to every mother that gains a little more fuel to move forward when it's said. happy mother's day even to mothers like me because at the end of the day our mothering doesn't end unless we want it to... and we're mothers 365 days of every year.

#happy mother's day #motherhood #parenting #LIFE #community #acknowledge

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parasparivaar · 6 months ago

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India’s Fight Against Poverty

The Indian government runs schemes for poor people.

The Indian government runs a number of programs to help economically disadvantaged people raise their standard of living. These programs aim to provide financial assistance, create job opportunities, and ensure access to basic amenities including housing, healthcare, and education. Here are some of the major projects aimed towards the poor in India:

Paras Parivaar Charitable Trust Contribution For Poor People

From the bottom of our hearts, we extend a warm welcome to you into the Paras Parivaar Charitable Trust family. In our Sanatan Dharm, this Parivaar was founded and is now being maintained by our Mahant Shri Paras Bhai Ji of Sanatan Dharm to contribute to the welfare of the underprivileged and needy people. Because he consistently states, “happiness of maa is behind their smile.” This idea of Mahant Shri Paras Bhai Ji has become the focus of our family’s daily activities.

The Paras Parivaar Charitable Trust works 365 days a year to lug our Paras Guru’s vision forward. We have helped more than 10 lakh Needy, and thanks to Maa and our Mahant Shri Paras Bhai Ji of Sanatan Dharm, this number is steadily rising. And it is the grandeur of Sanatan Dharm that we strive to assist those who cannot afford to pay for their education or who are food insecure.

Because we usually hear the quote “Unity is Strength” in everyday life, the Paras Parivaar Charitable Trust would like for you to join our family. We are certain that if we all work together as a single family, we will be stronger and more committed to helping more people in need. Serving an increasing number of individuals in need will enable us to carve out a large place in the heart of our Maa. So, join the Paras Parivaar now for the chance of a lifetime to make the poor and needy smile widely.

Working hard to boost the lives of the Poor And Needy People would also help us reduce the rate of Poverty and increase the rate of education in our nation. In addition to providing aid to those in need, our Mahant Shri Paras Bhai Ji wants to educate them so that they may become self-sufficient and contribute to the cause. join our Paras Parivaar Charitable Trust and aid those in need and destitute with what they need for food, shelter, and education.

Indian Government’s Schemes for Poor People

1. Pradhan Mantri Awas Yojana (PMAY): PMAY, which was introduced in 2015, aims to provide affordable housing for everybody by 2022. Under this scheme, the government funds the construction of pucca houses with basic amenities such as a toilet, LPG connection, power, and drinking water.

2. Mahatma Gandhi National Rural Employment Guarantee Act (MGNREGA):

MGNREGA ensures 100 days of paid employment per year for rural households. It offers unskilled manual labor, ensuring livelihood security in rural areas.

3. National Social Assistance Programme (NSAP): NSAP is a welfare program that assists the elderly, widows, disabled people, and low-income children. It includes the Indira Gandhi National Old Age Pension Scheme, the Indira Gandhi National Widows Pension Scheme, and the Indira Gandhi National Disability Pension Scheme.

4. Pradhan Mantri Jan Dhan Yojana (PMJDY): PMJDY is a statewide financial inclusion strategy that assures access to financial services such as bank accounts, remittances, loans, insurance, and pensions. It provides a basic savings bank account with overdraft protection and a RuPay debit card.

5. Pradhan Mantri Ujjwala Yojana (PMUY): PMUY aims to provide LPG connections to women from BPL homes. It reduces indoor air pollution and empowers women by removing the difficult process of gathering firewood.

6. Pradhan Mantri Matru Vandana Yojana (PMMVY): PMKVY is a maternity benefit system that reimburses pregnant and nursing mothers for salary loss. The program provides a financial incentive of ₹5,000 in three installments after meeting specific requirements.

7. Pradhan Mantri Kisan Samman Nidhi (PM-KISAN): PM-KISAN provides a yearly income support of ₹6,000 to landholding farmer families in three equal installments to cover agricultural and household needs.

8. Pradhan Mantri Shram Yogi Maan-dhan (PM-SYM): PM-SYM is a voluntary, contributory pension scheme for unorganized workers. At 60, beneficiaries receive a monthly pension of ₹3,000.

These initiatives, along with others like the National Rural Livelihood Mission (NRLM), Pradhan Mantri Suraksha Bima Yojana (PMSBY), and Pradhan Mantri Jeevan Jyoti Bima Yojana (PMJJBY), aim to provide a social safety net for the impoverished and vulnerable segments of society.

While these initiatives have made significant progress, challenges remain in terms of awareness, accessibility, and successful implementation. The government continues to monitor and enhance these programs.

#parasparivaar #daily devotional #motivating quotes #poverty #poorpeople #educationhelp #govtscheme #charitabletrust #ngo

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haunted-halloween · 1 year ago

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Hello everybody!!

I hope you all are having a great Halloween!

We had so many trick or treaters tonight even though it snowed a little bit earlier in the day and was cold! I made 450 treat bags and I still ran out!

It was another successful Halloween and now I’m back to being sad that it’s over. This is absolutely my favorite time of the year and now I have to deal with the winter months ugh. I’d rather just skip to summer!But..I know I made a post like this last year and look how time flew by!

Only 365 more days to go!

Happy Halloween!

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hufflepufflinguist · 2 years ago

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13/365 no zero days in 2023 langblr challenge

Happy Friday the 13th everybody!

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Spanish:

-20min Video sobre los 10 verbos más utilisados en Español

#no zero days in 2023 langblr #hufflepufflinguist #language learning #langblr

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kate--beckett · 7 years ago

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Castle pushing Danny Valentine away from Beckett and being like… ‘dude, stop hitting on my super hot wife’ never fails to amuse me. 159/365 days of caskett

#castleedit #caskett #kate beckett #richard castle #stana katic #castle #otp: partners in crime and life #365 days of caskett #7x22 #s7 #mine #gifs #castle gifs #*caskett #365daysofcaskett #that lil push tho #i laugh every time #happy friday everybody!

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finallydelight · 2 years ago

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Can we get Ming in the TTT where the members were on vacation and were drunk? The one where Hoshi kept kissing DK?

thank you so much for the request, I loved writing this one! and my apologies that it took me a while to post it!

lots of love, jenny :)

EP.44 TTT #1 (Hypperrealism Ver.)

''Yerim-ah, do you want anything from the grocery shop?'' Joshua asked her, looking at her from across the table.

She shook her head. ''No, I don't need anything specific.'' She answered him, with an appreciative smile.

''I think we're ready to leave then.'' Coups announced and all the members got up from their chairs, ready to head to the cars.

Ming was slightly behind all the members, visibly looking for something. Wonwoo noticed and waited for her.

''What are you looking for, Ming-ah?'' He asked her, confused as to what she was desperately searching for.

''My sunglasses, I thought I brought them with me.'' Ming was sure she had taken them with her.

Wonwoo chuckled. ''They're in the car, you asked me to put them there, so you wouldn't forget them.'' He clarified for her.

''Aaaah~'' She remembered then. Ming can be quite forgetful so before they made their way around the table, she had quickly asked Wonwoo if he could put her sunglasses in the car, which he had done.

He laughed at the girl's forgetfulness. ''Come on, let's go.'' He stretched out his arm and she grabbed it.

When they arrived at their assigned car, they saw Vernon and Minghao patiently waiting for them. Ming opened the car door and got in next to Vernon.

''I bet you were looking for these.'' Vernon said, while holding her sunglasses in his hand. She grabbed them from him and put them in her bag.

Minghao was on his phone, searching for the route since he was the driver. ''It's really far, it takes an hour and 40 minutes.'' He said, in a not so excited tone.

''Le-le-le-le- let's get it!'' Wonwoo said, contrasting Minghao's tone, while connecting his phone to the radio.

Minghao began to drive and the four members were on their way. ''Let's go!''

''My mood's getting better now that we've departed.'' Wonwoo tells the members, while looking out the window.

Minghao chimed in. ''Good~ I've been in a good mood since this morning, it's because it's been a long time since we hung out by ourselves and having a birthday party with everybody here together is a bit worrying in itself.'' He smiled.

''I started getting excited when I began packing.'' Vernon added, although he had only packed a charger.

''Kind of like going on a field trip?'' Wonwoo looked behind him at Vernon.

Vernon chuckled. ''SVT is a field trip 24/7, 365 days of the year.'' Ming laughed at his answer. ''That's true.''

''Are you excited, Yerim-ie?'' Minghao asked her, looking through the rearview mirror at her.

She nodded her head. ''Yesss~''

''You look cute today, I'm happy you still have the blond hair.'' He smiled. ''Yeah, I was only going to keep it for the shooting of the music video, but carats seemed to like it very much, so I'll keep it for this filming as well.'' She explained, putting her hair in a bun.

''Wonwoo-oppa, can you play 'Together'? I want to listen to it.'' She asked him. He didn't say anything, but he complied with her request.

She smiled at him. ''Thank youuu~'' Ming grabbed her phone and opened her camera, turning the lens to her, so she could see herself.

''Woah, I do look really cute today.'' She muttered to herself. Vernon was the only one that heard, giving the girl a chuckle.

[Self-awareness is important]

Ming started taking some selca's of herself, from various angles, some very ridiculous ones. She also took some very high angle ones, trying to get her whole outfit in the picture. She send some of the pictures to their groupchat.

Vernon finally took a look at his friend next to him and he was not having it. ''Guys, Yerim's doing a thirst trap next to me.''

[Not a fan]

Wonwoo quickly looked behind him at Yerim and Minghao once again looked at her through the rearview mirror. The both of them started laughing at the girl's antics.

[Loving fans]

''I'm not doing that, you snitch.'' She countered Vernon, giving him a (joking) glare. ''Yes, you were, you were going like this.'' Vernon copied the way she was taking pictures of herself, in result his arm got slapped by her.

''Kids, no fighting!'' Wonwoo scolded them, although he was smiling from ear to ear watching the two youngest bicker with each other.

[Responsible oldest]

They had been driving for a good hour, when Wonwoo came up with a suggestion. ''Since it's okay for us to be slightly late, should we enjoy the sea a bit?'' He suggesed to the other members, deviating from the original plans to just drive straight to their sleeping location.

''It's like we're here to enjoy the sea until we get sick of it.'' Vernon said. ''We just came here on a personal trip.'' Minghao added.

He parked the car and the members started unbuckling their seatbelts. ''This is so nice and comfy.'' Vernon commented on the trip. ''That's right, it's like a healing trip.'' Ming agreed with him. She put on her coat and grabbed her handbag and she got out of the car.

Ming went to walk next to Wonwoo and she noticed him pulling out his camera. ''Are you gonna film us?'' She asked him, curiously.

He looked at her and back to his camera. ''Yeah, we can get some nice footage that way.''

They walked around for a bit, until they stumbled upon this garden-like place.

''This is so funny.'' Wonwoo said, while filming the three members. ''Why?'' Ming asked him, kind of confused at the sudden reaction. ''This is going to be completely different from the other teams.'' He clarified for her.

''I think it's only possible because it's the four of us.'' Minghao commented, looking at them.

[Free-willed group]

The four members walked more through the place, fairly enjoying their time. ''We should take some pictures here, it's nice.'' Ming told them.

They all looked at Wonwoo who was holding the camera. ''We can do that.'' He put the camera down on the ground, for a wide shot, so the camera could capture their little photoshoot.

Minghao put his phone next to the Wonwoo's camera. ''It looks like we're filming a TikTok.'' Ming commented, finding the angle funny.

[A common camera angle on TikTok]

The four members start posing in front of the camera. ''You have to keep moving.'' Minghao instructed them. They did a few more poses and they headed back to the car.

[As long as you guys are happy]

[Vernon, Ming, Wonwoo and The8 have arrived]

''Here it is'' They had arrived at the place where they would spent the night. Minghao parked the car and the four of them grabbed their stuff and they got out of the car.

From where they were standing, they could see some of the members had already arrived and were doing karaoke.

[The karaoke room is a hot place]

Minghao and Ming started swaying their arms, even though they couldn't hear clearly what song Hoshi and Dokyeom were singing. She could see Woozi and Hoshi swaying their arms too, as soon as they saw them standing outside.

They went inside the place and greeted the other members. ''Yah! Yerim! What were those pictures?'' Chan stood up from the couch, once he saw his friend, referring to the ones that she sent to their groupchat.

''What do you mean?'' She asked him, having a small smirk present on her face.

He approached her and put his hand on her shoulder. ''They were ugly.'' He said, with a huge sarcastic smile on his face. Ming clapped back, immediately. ''You're ugly.'' She copied the smile on his face and she put her arm on his shoulder.

[Everyone, they do love each other]

''You want to know something funny?'' Chan switched the topic. Ming nodded at him, very curious. He got closer to her and whispered in her ear. ''Hoshi-hyung is drunk.''

Ming looked behind him, to see the performance leader sing his heart out at the karaoke machine. She looked back at Chan and the two maknaes started giggling like two toddlers.

Meanwhile, the shopping team (Coups, Joshua and Seungkwan) were at the grocery store.

''Hyung!'' Seungkwan yelled, not to a specific member. Coups heard it and approached him. ''Yes?''

He showed the leader the chocolate cookies that Ming used to eat a lot when she was a trainee. She always made the older trainees buy them for her.

''Doesn't Ming-ie like these?'' Seungkwan looked at Coups. The leader answered with a nod and took the pack of cookies from him and put them in their shopping cart. ''She'll be happy with those.''

[Always thinking about their maknae]

''Guys, the other members are here, but there's too much stuff, so we have to help them!'' Jeonghan loudly announced, so everyone could hear him.

All the members go down to the car with all of the groceries, to help the other three members. Ming walked a bit slower, with the hope that by the time she got to the car, all the groceries would be gone.

''Yerim-ah, just grab the last box.'' Coups told her, noticing the girl's action. She saw the box with the bags of chips and grabbed it, moving it upstairs.

The members were emptying the boxes, when Seungkwan called her name. ''Kim Yerim!''

She looked over at him, totally confused. ''What?''

''Look what we got you!'' He motioned for her to stand next to him. She got up from her chair and went over to the main vocalist.

He held up the pack of chocolate cookies and she gasped loudly. ''OH MY GOD I LOVE YOU!!'' She gave Seungkwan a big hug, which he happily returned.

[Queen of reactions]

''Hey! I put it in the cart!'' Coups sulked as he watched the two of them hugging.

[Sulky leader]

Ming let go of Seungkwan and took some quick steps to the leader, also giving him a big hug. Coups' pout turned into a cute smile, as the youngest hugged him.

[Happy leader]

She pulled away from Coups and looked towards where Joshua was sitting, but he was focused on his phone, so she left him alone.

''Aren't we going to play foot volleyball?'' Seungkwan suggested to the members, standing outside already.

All of the members except Vernon, made their way outside.

''So the team that loses each have a shot and leave!'' Coups explained the rules of the game.

Coups, Joshua, Minghao and Seungkwan are the first ones to go up against Jeonghan, Hoshi, Wonwoo and Woozi.

After some questionable playing from Hoshi, his team loses and they had to take the shots and leave the field, so the next team can play against the winners. The next team is Jun, Dokyeom, Mingyu and Chan.

''Yerim-ie, you want to switch with me?'' Joshua offered to her. Ming had been quietly watching the members on the side.

She shook her head. ''No, it's okay, you can play.'' She dismissed, but Joshua got off the playing field and made his way over to where she was sitting.

''Come on, you go play, I'm tired anyway.'' He pulled her up her feet and gave her a little push to her teammates.

Seungkwan gave Minghao and Ming a quick lesson on how to properly serve the ball.

''Seungkwan, we are just trying to have fun!'' Chan yelled from the other side, trying to provoke him a little.

For most of the game, Ming just kind of stood awkwardly to the side, scared to do anything, since she's on a team with competitive Coups and Seungkwan.

At one point the ball lands in front of Ming and she was able to succesfully pass the ball to Coups. ''Yerim's good, right?'' Jeonghan complimented her, giving her some motivation.

Jeonghan kept giving her these kinds of compliments, trying to keep her energy up. ''Oh, Ming's so good!'' Even Woozi joined him at one point. ''Nice, Yerim!''

''Yerim-ah, try to serve.'' Coups encouraged her, once their team had to do the serve. He handed the ball to her.

She wasn't too sure about it, but did it anyway. It ended up not being the best shot, but it got over the net which is the most important part. ''Okay, Yerim's good!'' Her personal cheerleader, Jeonghan, made a return.

Their team ends up winning again and the other team has to take their shots. Jeonghan held up both of his hands and Ming high-fived him. ''You did so well!'' He told her, giving her a quick hug.

''Yerim-ah, come here, have a drink.'' Woozi held up a shot glass for her to take. She took it from him. ''Thanks.'' She drank it in one go and put the glass back on the table.

She heard giggles next to her. Ming looked to her side and saw Mingyu sneakily watching her. ''What is it?'' She asked him, confused as to what he was giggling about. ''I didn't think you were gonna drink.'' He answered her, still slightly laughing. She furrowed her eyebrows. ''Why?'' Mingyu took another shot, before answering her. ''I thought you were gonna think about your image.'' She laughed at his reply. ''I stopped caring once I saw Hoshi-oppa drunk.''

The members decided to start preparing dinner and were discussing who was going to help make the food. Ming tapped Woozi's shoulder, who was standing in front of her. He turned around and Ming pointed at the door, suggesting they leave so they don't have to help.

The two of them look around at the other members, seeing that they are focused listening to Jeonghan, they make their way inside the house. They started silently laughing, thinking they were so subtle with their little escape.

Fun fact, they were not subtle at all. Most of the members had noticed, but were either too out if it to say something or they just didn't want to interrupt the two members' fun.

Woozi and Ming were heading to the karaoke machine, when a voice stopped them. ''What are you two doing?''

They turned around and saw their leader standing there, with his hands on his hips. Het was trying to look stern, bit that totally failed.

"We're gonna do karaoke, you want to join?'' Woozi answered him, gesturing to the karaoke machine.

Coups looked behind him at some of the other members, who were helping with the food. "It seems that there are already enough people making dinner," he looked conflicted, "oh, why not?" He followed the two younger members of the karaoke machine.

Woozi grabbed the mic and Coups grabbed the controller so he can choose the songs. Ming took a seat on the sofa and the two members joined her after taking the necessary stuff.

Coups was looking through the songs, when Wonwoo joined them. ''They are already preparing a meal, apparently.'' He set himself on the small bench, by the arcade machine.

''I'm not hungry at all for real.'' Coups told them. ''Same, I had too much Kalguksu before.'' Woozi agreed with him.

''The top charts at karaoke hasn't changed at all.'' Woozi said, while Coups scrolled through the top karaoke songs. Their leader chose a song and starts it. ''Let's get it.'' The song he had chosen was 'Thorn' by Buzz, a real classic.

As Woozi is beautifully singing the song, Wonwoo and Ming harmonize with him. They don't sing along with him too loud, as to not overshine him.

More members start to join them as the time passes by, even Vernon who Ming assumed had died, by the way he had been absent most of the night.

[Now let's go eat]

''Okay, let's get something to eat.''

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29+1 (Part One)

𝔰𝔶𝔫𝔬𝔭𝔰𝔦𝔰: In which Seokjin is the Devil from The Devil Wears Prada, Taehyung is your work Jesus and Jimin is your handsome successful brother.

𝔭𝔞𝔦𝔯𝔦𝔫𝔤𝔰: seokjin x reader (taehyung x reader if you squint real hard)

𝔤𝔢𝔫𝔯𝔢: slice of life; ceo!seokjin (diva!seokjin)

𝔴𝔠: 3.6k

𝔴𝔞𝔯𝔫𝔦𝔫𝔤𝔰: heavy use of alcohol as a coping mechanism, a plethora of sarcasm (please don’t be offended) and a sprinkle of softness (is that a warning?).

𝔞/𝔫: this sat in my unwritten folder since 2017 no lie. I wrote the premise and a singular paragraph at that time, then just gave up. I opened it a few days ago, got inspired again and this word vomit came out (heavily influenced by a midnight Zoom call with my friends). Ngl this was so much fun to write, and I hope you all enjoy it as much as I did. This will probably be in three parts. 𝔡𝔦𝔰𝔠𝔩𝔞𝔦𝔪𝔢𝔯: I did not know that DailyHive is an actual online news source when writing. This work is purely fictional and has absolutely nothing to do with the real DailyHive.

part two

Your friends have a saying: After 29, nobody shares their age until they’ve accomplished something.

In the past, you didn’t understand it. What’s so bad about saying you’re 30 or you’re 32? That’s still a young age! Sure, you’re not exactly in your prime anymore but you’re not old, right?

So, you continue in your own wondrous world of naïveté until that fateful day at your class reunion. You had simply been walking around, minding your own business when you had been stopped by an old colleague.

“Hey, Y/N, right?” she waves you down.

You smile kindly, not even bothering to try and remember her name (you sucked at names, what could you say).

“Hey…you!” you chuckle lightly, “How have you been doing?”

An everyday question leading to catastrophic effects.

“Oh you know,” she says and rolls her eyes as if you truly did know, “I’ve just been out and about. Did I tell you though? I got married last year!” She holds out her hand in which a giant diamond adorns her finger. “Wow!” you gasp, feigning interest. It’s not that you aren’t happy for her, but you are reminded of just how single you are currently. When was the last time you felt another human’s touch? Does kissing come back as easily as riding a bicycle? “Hey!” she says suddenly, “I’m actually meeting with a couple of friends from our class. You should come join! I’m sure they’d be happy to see you again!” You want to wave her off, but against your better judgment, you find yourself following in her footsteps and listening to her speak about wedding venues and honeymoon destinations.

“Oh my god!” another female voice filters in.

The “couple of friends” this old classmate had mentioned is in fact a fairly impressive size of twenty. This is also the third time the wedding announcement has been made.

“Last year?” the female continues, “Weren’t you young?”

Yes, you want to respond. Yes she was young. A full 365 days younger than she is now.

Your classmate, Sooyoung (or Kiko as she insists going by now) titters in front of you. “I mean, you can sort of say I’m a late bloomer. I got married when I was 31.”

Her words unintentionally cut into you. Here you are at 29 without a beau in sight. You take a fast swig of your beer and end up hitting the empty glass with a clink to your teeth. Nobody notices.

“Enough about me, however, how about you?”

“I started my own business actually. It’s been doing really well and it’s been a crazy mind. Imagine me, my own boss at only 33!”

You nervously join them when they suddenly laugh together.

“Hi, can I get another pint please? Actually add a tequila shot to that,” you whisper the last part to the waitress you had just stopped.

And that was how the rest of the night went. People asking one another what they had accomplished. Any moment in time after 30 would not be mentioned until somebody travelled to Uganda to build houses at 31 or another gave birth at the same age. Below 30, anything would be attributed to luck or in your case…

“What are you doing currently?” somebody asks you, “The little baby of our class.”

Swallowing your third tequila shot of the night, you wonder for the umpteenth time how you had become a part of this giant sharing circle. You wonder if it’s a blessing or a curse that you had graduated a little early and thus was younger than most of your peers.

“Well,” you start, “I’m currently working at DailyHive.”

“Ohh!” a man gushes. You recognize him as the once-upon-a-time science partner you used to cheat notes off of. “I use DailyHive nearly as much as Instagram these days. You guys cover everything from news to sports to fashion.”

You shrug. “Yeah. It’s, uh… it’s a pretty big company!”

“What are you doing there?”

Kiko-ex-Sooyoung hits the man teasingly on the shoulder. “Y/N is probably the Director of Marketing or something. Remember how she used to spend all class doodling in her notebook?”

“Or sleeping!” someone quips.

You don’t join in when they all laugh.

“I’m…an intern,” you say with as much pride as you can in a group of established professionals ranging from dermatologists to that one guy who had flown around the world as a TedTalk guest speaker.

A hushed silence befalls everyone.

“That’s…cool!” the same man encourages you, “Interns are totally rad! Everyone wants an intern spot these days.”

His girlfriend pats your arm, almost empathetically. “Yeah. I know a bunch of people who first start off as interns and then they shoot up the ladder quick enough. As long as you’re no longer an intern at 30, you’re golden!”

Once again, the entire group laughs as if she has said the most hilarious of jokes.

She composes herself and says to you, “Because after that, you should have accomplished something.”

Her words still ring in your ears as you sit at your desk this morning.

Yeah…something. All you need to do is accomplish something in the next three months before you are officially, 29 + 1.

Your fingers tap against your thighs silently while you observe the current debate that is occurring in the conference room. You barely have time to sweep the falling hair back behind your ear as your fingers ferociously fly across the keyboard to keep in track with the meeting.

Fei is arguing that the implement of a new search word system would boost users while Daniel says that it is a waste of resources. Instead, everything should be put into updating the entire system as a whole. You have long since lost track of their words as neither pertain to what you do as an intern.

“Enough,” the CEO of DailyHive holds up a hand. His one word causes the entire room to hush over – truly, the words of a god.

And that might as well be what he is. With his hair swept back and a lone tendril curling perfectly above his brow, Kim Seokjin is legitimately a walking god. Off his broad shoulders hang an expensive white linen suit bought with his pocket change and your yearly salary. A pair of sunglasses hangs in the V of the collared shirt dipping low enough to blur the lines between being fashionably professional and just downright sexy.

The snap of his fingers brings you back to the present.

He dramatically rolls his eyes and accepts that you are an incompetent minute-taker.

“I have to remember that the world just doesn’t move as fast as I do.”

- Quote: Rolling Stones 2019 Kim Seokjin.

Now if only he’d remember he had once said that.

He points at each of them with one finger, then swipes to the left. “Both of you, solve this outside. I don’t want to hear your voices any longer. You two from the marketing team, Ungroomed Stache and Acne Chin, create me a report if we are to implement Ms. Song’s idea. The two of you from…” he takes a pause here clearly having forgotten who his employees are, “The two of you do the same thing but for Mr. Hwang.”

The pair from accounting open their mouth to protest that they are in charge of only numbers, but they are ignored.

“All of you out now. Except you,” he points his finger directly at you, “Stay.”

Nobody utters a single word until they have all left and you are left alone with him. Standing before him with your hands folded nicely in front of you, you blink and wait.

He stares right back at you, picks up his coffee mug and drops it. The clatter of ceramic smashing against the ground causes a pause in the loud buzz outside the room. You know everybody’s focus has been shifted into the room.

“Do you want to kill me?” he drawls.

You take a long inhale. “No,” you say.

“No?” he repeats the word, “Well I think you do. Did you check this coffee before you brought it to me? I tasted cinnamon in it. You know how I’m allergic to cinnamon. Get me a new cup. And this mess, get somebody to clean it. I don’t want the smell of coffee in this room when I have my next meeting here in twenty. I’m taking a smoke a break.”

He stands up and brushes past you without saying anything else.

Nobody can be allergic to cinnamon. Besides if he had actually tasted cinnamon and was that sensitive, he would be dead. And good riddance to that.

Of course, you say none of this and wordlessly begin to pick up the broken ceramic pieces of the dead mug. The bustling outside the meeting room has returned back to its normal state of chaos. Seeing the ugly stain of coffee on the once pristine carpet causes you to swear beneath your breath.

“Who the fuck is allergic to cinnamon?” a new voice says, sliding up beside you.

The second god in DailyHive; the much nicer and evidently preferred Kim; Taehyung takes the mug pieces from you and drops it into the garbage bin.

Blessed with not only intelligence but devilishly model-like features, he is your desk buddy in the small space allotted for interns and your sole friend in the company.

“Tae,” you sigh with exasperation upon seeing your lifesaver, “What am I going to do about this stain? He’s going to return in fifteen and there’s no way I can get a coffee stain out of this expensive-ass carpet.”

Taehyung taps a long finger to his lips, leaves the room briefly, and returns with a roll of Bounty sheets and a can of Febreze. He promptly blots as much of the coffee off from the carpet then proceeds to pull the meeting table.

“C’mon, Y/N, don’t just stand there. Help me! Time is of the essence!”

You laugh and join him in moving the table so that one of the legs cover the stain 80% of the way. Once he is satisfied, he takes the Febreze and sprays until the whole room smells like “Hawaiian Aloha”.

“You’re welcome.” He gives an extravagant bow, the motion popping open the top button of his shirt to expose a surprisingly chiseled chest.

Fei returns back into the room holding a phone to her ear and a clipboard in her left hand. “What the hell? It smells like a Bath & Body Works in here. Intern, aren’t you supposed to be filing or something? Stop standing around and be useful.” She grips Taehyung’s arm and drags him out of the room. “Button up. This is a professional workplace.”

You give him a tiny wave as Taehyung is steered away by his girlfriend and back to the cubicles.

Taehyung may be your saviour at work, but outside, it cannot be denied that your brother is the true Fountain of Life.

A week has passed since the coffee incident (you suspect a cleaning personnel had found the stain and cleaned up after your improv as aforementioned stain can no longer be found), but Jimin still brings it up.

“I still can’t believe that he said he was allergic to cinnamon. I’ve never heard of such bullshit before,” your brother says over the phone. You can practically hear his eyeroll from across the world.

As a renowned ophthalmologist, you have not seen Jimin for close to a year as he has been initiating his new clinic, a flying eye hospital.

“You should hear his Starbucks order. I always feel like I’m ready to launch my next EP whenever I’m at the counter,” you say.

Jimin laughs. There is the muffled sounds of voices as his never-ending flow of patients have arrived for the day.

“I shouldn’t keep you,” you say upon hearing that, “You’re probably really busy.”

“No,” he says, “I’ve got a few minutes if you’ve got a few. I miss talking to my baby sister.”

“I’m not a baby anymore, Jiminie,” you say using the nickname he hated.

“Oh that’s right. Your birthday’s in a little under three months, right? My baby sister is turning the big three-oh.”

“God, don’t remind me.”

“Want me to come visit you?”

You contemplate the idea once, having not seen Jimin in quite a while.

“Only if you have time. But I feel like Mom and Dad would probably want to see you more. Speaking of which, um… How are Mom and Dad?”

“They’re good. I hear Dad is finally going to retire this year. He’s giving his practice to Kibum, you remember him? Mom will probably start pestering us about what to do for his retirement party.”

There is a pause.

“You know, it wouldn’t hurt to say hi to them once in a while.”

You sigh. “And say what? Hey, it’s me. The child that ran away from home at 18? Yeah, I’m not a doctor like everybody else in the family but a 29 year old intern at a popular app company. Whassuuup?”

“Y/N, that’s not what I – ”

“It’s okay, Jimin. I’ve come to accept that not everybody is cut out to be a doctor. I just wish Mom and Dad could realize that.”

Jimin sighs on your behalf. There is the sound of a crying child coming through the earphone. “Well, your contract expires a few weeks after your birthday, right? Who knows, you might be the next Mark Zuckerberg.”

He has never explicitly inquired about your life plan and you know this is as much as he is willing to push without asking, “What’s next after this intern hiccup?” At least he had the decency to compare you to a controversial Internet entrepreneur.

The child is crying much louder now.

“Again with my birthday. But I’ll let you know,” is the only reply you can come up with at the moment. “Okay, brother, go forth and heal the blind. I bless thee in the name of the Holy Spirit, Son and Ghost.”

There is true laughter that rings from Jimin as he ends the call. “It’s Father, Son and Holy Ghost you dweeb. I love you sis.”

“You too.” You hang up first before he can add anything else.

With that, you enter into the 7am Starbucks queue and prepare yourself in running the first single of your long overdue EP.

Seokjin leans back in his chair, watching you from inside his office. Today he has chosen a black turtleneck and a brazen maroon-nearly purple suit jacket to complete the outfit. For once, there is an empty mug of coffee beside him and his morning headache has been appeased.

He knew he had given you an impossible task.

“Compile all the troubleshooting errors we have received since the launch of DailyHive. Organize it in a manner that allows me to identify the most prominent problem. Run it through whomever you please before giving it to me. I don’t need to waste my time correcting your mistakes.”

There is an amused smile that bubbles beneath his otherwise stoic features. He cannot deny that there is, might he dare say, a cute quality about you as you manually scan through the received concerns on your laptop dating back to the initial beta tests – the ones that were lost in a data crash and only backed up with unintelligible scribblings of previous interns.

The moment you had been introduced as the new intern, you had caught his eye. You are exquisitely mundane, and perhaps the reason you had even caught him the first time was due to solely to the fact that you were older than most interns – himself even. Nevertheless, you continue to present him small surprises in your tenacity and capability to tackle challenges.

“Mr. Kim.”

His intercom comes alive with the voice of his secretary.

Seokjin’s eyes do not leave you as he answers.

“Mr. Hwang is on line two. Would you like me to defer him to a later time if you are currently busy?”

Seokjin cannot help but sigh. Hwang Junho, his co-founder, while a genius in international business is also a notorious chatterbox and gossip. There is seldom a reason for Junho to call him except to relay the cover titles of E!Magazine.

“Did he mention a reason for calling?” Seokjin inquires.

His secretary seems to be reading from a note. “He says it’s to do with the company. Something he read from Cosmopolitan this morning.”

So not E! but another sister celebrity gossip blog. He checks his watch and duly notes that he certainly has no meetings scheduled until later in the afternoon where your report would be needed to run a preliminary analysis.

“Sir?”

“Yes, put him through. But tell him I’ve got only five minutes, so he’s better give me the Cliffnotes version,” Seokjin sighs again.

Before he can be connected, Seokjin quickly says, “What’s the name of that intern again?”

“Who?” his secretary asks, “We’ve hired four since the beginning of the year.”

“The one who keeps wanting to poison me.”

“I’m sorry, Sir?” she sounds concerned.

“The one who keeps forgetting that I despise cinnamon.”

There is no response.

“The older one. Spilled coffee a while ago but still has enough coordination to pull together a decent report.”

“Ah,” she says.

He waits patiently as she searches through the database, eventually giving him your name. He gives a slight pause and then says, “Good. Now patch me with Junho.”

There is a momentary buzz as the call becomes connected in which Seokjin turns over the syllables of your name wordlessly.

“Mr. Kim. The man of the hour. How are you, my brother?” Junho’s baritone fills the office in a manner of seconds.

Despite the little annoying quirks, Seokjin cannot help but smile when hearing the voice of his best friend.

“You’ve got three minutes, Junho.”

Junho grumbles. “That’s not my fault. You were the one still on the line with your secretary. Is it still Yerin? ‘Cuz I won’t blame you if that’s the case. Did I catch you doing some naughty phone sex during office hours?”

“Two.”

“Holy hell. Fine. It’s always business with you. That’s why the tabloids are always writing you as an uptight asshole.”

This shifts Seokjin’s attention to the phone. His name is seldomly mentioned except for the features in business columns. He prefers to stay out of the limelight.

“What?”

“Put your name on Google.”

Seokjin does as he is told.

There are millions of results, but the first few pages share the same headline. He clicks on the first one with a grimace.

“Kim Seokjin. Mr. Worldwide Handsome as noted by his fans, has recently sparked Internet outrage.”

A quick skim of the otherwise trashy article brought to the surface a summary: his last dating scandal had ended badly and the repercussions of blowing off a famous celebrity’s daughter had finally caught up with him. The Internet was calling him arrogant, narrow-minded, and even greedy. “The young Chief Executive Officer of booming social media app DailyHive has been accused of using his relationship with actress XYZ to further his own business. Once he gained recognition from aforementioned relationship, he has cold-heartedly cast her away to pursue his next.” “You’re calling me for this bullshit?” Seokjin scoffs. Junho tuts his tongue loudly. “This is not bullshit. It’s affecting the image of your company. Do you think people want to download and support an app that is run by somebody who is being called cruel and dishonest? You’ve got to address this soon before it gets out of control. You’re lucky I have alerts set for these type of things. I caught it for you just in the nick of time.” Seokjin inhales deeply. “You’re also lucky that I’ve got the perfect solution in mind.” “That is?” “The Silver Gala,” Junho references the prestigious event. The Silver Gala is hosted annually and attended by the largest celebrities as well as other wealthy investors and guests. Those in the social circle shared between Seokjin and Junho often yearned for tickets to attend events such as this, as they serve as excellent networking opportunities. Besides the above, such events are circled by reporters and writers of gossip columns to get the exclusive scoop on any eyebrow-raising rumours. “The solution lies in such an event,” Junho continues, “You know how many people will be there. All you’ve got to do is show up with your average girl-next-door type and it’ll show how you’re actually really humble and down to earth. Kim Seokjin is perfectly capable of dating like any regular human being. He doesn’t use “love” or whatever to further his business. Love is the connection between two souls; two individuals who – ” “Beep. Your time has run out Junho. I’ve got another meeting scheduled right this moment,” Seokjin interrupts. “Dude, seriously. Think about it. You could bring Yerin. Everbody loves a good CEO and his secretary affair. And if that’s too juicy for you, I can introduce you to some girls. Or maybe we could go back to our university days and hit a bar, y’know?” Junho tries his best to persuade. “Fuck!” you swear beneath your breath right as you walk into Kim Seokjin’s office. His door had been open and, in your excitement to show your completed report, you had dropped all the loose papers on the ground. Four hours of organization gone, just like that. You hope that at least Seokjin hasn’t heard or noticed you as he had been engrossed in his phone call. Seokjin had in fact noticed you. He can’t help himself but follow the curvature of your bare shoulder as your bangs escape the hold of your scrunchie and sweep across your skin. “Don’t worry, Junho, I’ve just thought about it,” he says with a smile.

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