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magneticjimin · 1 year ago
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231116 Jimin at Incheon Airport heading to Budapest for an overseas schedule ✈ 🇭🇺
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lokisasylum · 1 year ago
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HE LOOKS SO FLUFFY!!!
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joverflowers · 3 months ago
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And we can run away to the walls inside your house. And we can laugh off things that we know nothing about.
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elinerlina · 1 year ago
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240220 AESPA KARINA AT GMP AIRPORT
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bts-bangtanies · 9 months ago
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BTS arrival 🛬 at Incheon Incheon Korea airport fashion from Nagoya, Japan 🇯🇵 after Mnet Asian Music Awards 🌼🥟🍕🌰🦪🌻🍯 - MAMA 2019 🎩 (4 December 🎙️) - where they won x 9 awards including a clean sweep of all 4 Daesang (grand prizes): Worldwide Fans’ Choice Top 10, Favourite Male Artist, Best Music Video for “Boy with Luv”, Best Dance Performance - Male Group for “Boy with Luv”, Best Male Group, Worldwide Icon of the Year, Album of the Year for ‘ Map of the Soul: Persona’, Song of the Year for “Boy with Luv” and Artist of the Year, plus a personal award for Suga: Best Collaboration for “Song Request” by Lee So Ra feat. Suga of BTS 🩴🧤👒 having left Seoul 3 December - 🛩️ 5 December 2019
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jimin-updates · 1 year ago
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Last week you voted and the award for "Best Jimin Airport Style" goes to...
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👑Fashion King Jimin👑
...with 55% of the votes! We love our Fashion King!
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Congratulations, Fashion King Jimin!
There’s still time to vote for the best dance practice featuring Jimin - which one will triumph?
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kactors-kpop-kdrama · 2 years ago
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BTS Jimin airport fashion @ BigHit Music
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jackets1213 · 9 months ago
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BTS Jimin Airport Fashion Black Biker Jacket
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Product Specifications:
Inspired by: Park Jimin
External Material: Real Leather
Inner: Viscose Lining
Front: Zipper Closure
Collar: Lapel Collar
Color: Black
Pockets: Four Outside and Two Inside Sleeves: Full-length Sleeves
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jmloverclub · 10 months ago
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220730 JIMIN
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aricastmblr · 11 months ago
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8 años de fotos de jimin y jungkook en el aeropuerto icn 14 mayo 2018 (mispreferidasdejmjkenaeropuerto)
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sscieloz · 3 months ago
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Unnie’s sweet girl
Yu Jimin x Ning Yizhuo
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Synopsis: Ningning is exhausted. Aespa’s 2024 schedule has been cramped for the entire year, and SM isn't of any help, with the way they keep fucking her over in every situation possible. She's stressed, overwhelmed, and upset. Thankfully, her unnie knows just what she needs to forget about all that.
Warnings: smut. breastfeeding. mentions of blood & anxiety. ning just needs to suck on some titties to feel better tbh that’s what this is about. you name it now
Word count: 3.3k
Notes: FIRST OF 2025!!! love that 😤😤
Ningning is exhausted. Aespa’s 2024 schedule has been cramped for the entire year. The girls spent months without a break, bouncing between practice rooms, award attendances, and airports no matter how exhausted they were. The price of being SM idols had hit them especially hard, this year— more than anything, the company keeps treating them like dolls. No breaks, no opinions, no excuses. They’re nothing but a form of profit, unable to do anything but obey orders and act like puppets 24/7.
It’s rough for all of them, naturally. Still, even though Karina, Minjeong, and Giselle are just as exhausted as she is, Ningning still gets it the roughest. All because of that bastard company— the one who went so out of their way to scout her back in China, with their xenophobia and misogyny. Their endless sabotaging will be the end of her, Ningning knows it.
SM’s sabotaging was starting to grow more obviou. It’s no news that they’ve cut her from brand deals, fan meetings, and fashion show appearances— even though Donatella's emails are frequent.
She wants Ning to be her it girl. It’s what she was born to be, the woman tells her. Ningning wants it so bad, too.
Frustration gnaws on her stomach, building up her throat until she’s so disgusted and disappointed with the company��s blunt xenophobic attitudes her entire body trembles, as she sweats and gulps in hopes this uneasy sensation will soon fade.
It doesn’t. Never does, for a fact. Yizhuo should be used to it, by now; it’s been weeks since she’s pretending not to notice her constant trembling, the way her hair keeps falling out despite not being bleached or trimmed in months, her clothes getting looser… being an idol is hard enough, with the amount of expectations and personas she’s supposed to live up to, and SM does an excellent job of making every second of Ningning’s life a living hell.
At least she knows she’s not alone in her miserable feelings. Just like Aespa’s members blossom together in every victory they get to celebrate, their struggles are rather similar. It’s easy to tell how they’re all barely pushing through: Minjeong’s body is covered in bruises, Giselle’s just recovered from an allergic reaction that is so bad her eyes are still puffy, even after weeks of treatment, and her coughing fits haven’t yet ceased. Karina is the only one who still seems somehow unharmed, pulling off their scrutinizing routine with a smile on her face.
Ningning knows she’s trying to keep it together so they won’t break, but it’s an unspoken truth that their bodies will soon give in if they don’t get some rest.
She was currently in bed, regretting her life choices after Giselle murmured a bland excuse and left their shared hotel room to stir off her own nerves on some other idol’s account. Not that Ningning minds it, of course. If anything, she’s envious. As much as she loves the rapper’s confidence to go have her fun and screw a bunch of idols whose identity she refuses to reveal to her bandmates, a part of Ningning also wishes for the guts to risk it all too. To allow herself to have some fun, just for one night.
Heaven knows how much she needs it.
Instead, Ningning’s boring self is entertained by her favorite TV show, Love island, in the company of her favorite plushies, the ones she takes with her everywhere, wondering when she became that lost in life.
Her sheets feel too hot. Ning’s sweating, even though the AC has been turned on for ages now. Suddenly, she can’t breathe. It’s too much, she can’t keep going like this. It hurts. The pain of existence hits her like a strong hit of wind, cutting through her chest and placing the heaviest burden on her heart. It infiltrates in her lungs, and she can’t breathe. Ningning’s hands go to her chest, trying to get the air she so desperately needs, but it does nothing to ease her suffocation.
There isn’t much she can do, then. Usually, Ningning would practice the exercises her therapist recommended to her, but her mind is currently too troubled to focus on anything but her agony. She chokes on air, pausing her the TV so she has at least something to occupy her hands with.
Thankfully, a knock on the door pushes the maknae’s darkest thoughts to the back of her mind. Ningning is soon presented to her leader’s smiley face, then, as the oldest enters her room without an invitation.
Not that she needs one, anyway. Karina is every bit of the perfect, caring girl she portrays herself to be on camera— she doesn’t need an invitation to her maknae’s bedroom. The leader always makes sure everyone around her is safe and cared for, often going out of her way to take care of others.
“Hi, Ningie,” Karina says, with a muffled voice as the youngest hugs her with a strength that is nearly suffocating. She doesn’t mind, though. If anything, Karina chuckles, trying to hug her back despite having both of her hands busy. “I thought you looked a bit down today, so I brought some snacks to cheer you up.”
In the older girl’s arms, Ningning melts. As always, Karina always knows what her members need, sometimes before they do so themselves.
Ning buries her head on the crook of Karina’s neck, pliable in the girl’s arms. She’d accept everything Karina suggested, eager to please her leader.
“Thank you, ‘Rina.” She murmurs, still clinging onto Karina’s neck like a koala. There are no complaints— instead, steady arms circle her waist and the maknae is urged up, locking her legs around Karina’s waist as the leader carries her to bed like she weighs nothing.
To avoid the leader’s worried gaze, Ningning gets busy with arranging the snacks the older girl had gotten for them once Karina delicately places her down on the bed. If the leader took as much as a glance at Ningning, she’d be able to see right through her. And the last thing the maknae wants is to be vulnerable like that.
She could handle herself, just like she’s always done.
Yet it’s hard to not fall apart when the eldest adjusts herself next to her and brings her closer until there’s barely room for air, as they cuddle and watch a random couple have clothed sex on the TV. As much as Karina frowns at Ningning’s choice of entertainment, she doesn’t comment on it.
Ning’s starved. It’s always like that when the leader is present; a few words of validation, some head pats thrown around and she’s sold, completely surrendered to the idol’s mercy.
A mess, that’s what she is— mostly one of the consequences of being thrown around to the public as soon as she could walk. In her 22 years of life, she’s attended so many survival shows and singing competitions that work became more than just a part of her routine, it defined her entire self. After some time coping with her feelings, Ningning came to understand that her lonely life led her to be touch-deprived to an embarrassing amount. She craved people’s recognition, their praises, and most of all, their uttermost affection.
Usually, this desperate need of hers would be carefully hidden in a quiet, obscure corner of her brain. But Ningning can’t help it, at the moment. Not when her unnies’ validation hit so deep.
Instead of being annoyed with the maknae’s clinginess, Karina sighs, brushing her thumb against Ningning’s mouth. Her lips are bruised and sensitive, but because it’s Jimin, she doesn’t mind.
Karina can do to her as she pleases.
“Ningie…” Her voice is low, almost as if she’s afraid Ningning would break. To avoid that, the maknae invites her in with an open mouth. As if they were made for that, Karina’s lithe fingers slide easily, depriving her of any clear thoughts. “I thought you had that handled. Have you been going to therapy?”
It’s Ningning’s turn to be annoyed. She moves her head abruptly, choosing to focus on her balcony’s view instead of Karina’s worried gaze. “You know we don’t have time for that, Jimin. Or for anything else.”
Anxiety is a fairly common disorder. It’s hard not to be so anxious about everything when they’re constantly overstimulated from the time they wake up until they go to sleep. Because of that, Ningning would often be caught chewing on her lips or biting her nails until they bled, in hopes of calming herself off from her overwhelming mind. During better days, her unnies used to tease her nervous mouth— she just had to have something to occupy herself with, in order to calm down.
Fortunately, her therapist had helped her find better alternatives to her harmful tendencies. With time, Ningning started to feel better and less anxious in her daily life. So she decided to discharge herself from her sessions.
It was obviously a dumb decision. Not that she would ever admit it, much less in front of her leader, who’s already so worried about all of them.
Although Karina doesn’t judge her. She never does, for a fact. The leader has seen Ningning in her darkest moments, helped her through panic attacks, bathed her drunk self, and sang her to sleep so many times the maknae couldn’t even count. They’ve laughed, cried, and gone through nearly everything together. Karina knows Ning’s issues, likes, dislikes, and preferences more than Ning does so herself. She knows what the maknae wants— or better, what Ningning needs.
There wasn’t anything she could possibly hide from her bandmate, leader, and most loyal friend.
“My poor baby.” Karina pouted, as if the mere thought of Ningning being uncomfortable was enough to leave her twice as upset. “You’re so stressed, aren’t you? Those months have been tough, for sure. Don’t worry about anything now, though. Unnie’s going to take care of you.”
No other word was necessary to know the comfort Ningning needed.
With eased practice, Karina unclasps the hook of her bra, getting rid of her shirt soon after. It’s hard not to stare at her bare torso; Aespa’s leader is perfect in every way, especially with her pristine skin and her big, perky breasts, begging to be touched, adored. Her gentle hands guide Ningning’s mouth to her nipple, smiling faintly at the maknae’s eagerness.
It’s a routine they’ve done a few times, before, so both of their moves are precise and forward rather than awkward or uncertain, even.
Ningning’s worried, troublesome thoughts vanish within seconds, and her content hums send a shiver straight to Karina’s core. Although the feeling is promptly ignored, so she can focus on the needy, whiny girl on her lap. It’s time to take care of her baby girl, only.
Drool leaks from the maknae’s mouth, desperate as always to have her leader’s big, juicy tits all to herself. Ningning’s own clit pulsates as she suckles on Karina’s breasts, tracing circles around her areola with her tongue before gently nibbling on her nipple.
“That’s it, baby girl. Take as much time as you need.” Karina reassures the maknae, running her pointy nails through Ning’s scalp in a gentle caress. “I’m always here to take care of you.”
Even though Ningning knows there’s no need to be exasperated, a part of her can never help it. Not when Karina uses that soothing tone, the one reserved for the times when the youngest is feeling the most vulnerable, craving attention. It melts her completely; Ningning’s panties are soaked as she attempts to get Karina’s entire breast to fit in her mouth.
How pathetic she must look: so small and vulnerable, latched onto her leader’s body, so messy the gushy sounds of her mouth surpass the TV noise. These are the times when Ningning’s reminded of how much taller and stronger than herself Karina actually is, even though the eldest rarely flexes or comments on it.
In fact, she gets rewarded for her mess with a laugh from Karina, which deepens the heat in her core. Small acts of validation have always affected the most— like the subtle glances the leader would sometimes send in her direction, when Ningning aced a difficult part of their choreography, or even small moments like the current one, with a laugh or a brush of fingers on Ning’s skin.
It’s always more enough to get her on fire.
Yizhuo loses track of time, lost in the paradise Karina offers her. At some point, the leader holds her chin and guides her mouth to her other nipple, but other than that, the maknae is content on emptying her brain’s thoughts just as she had been told. Soon enough, she’s too hot, bothered by the aching feeling in her cunt to keep suckling any longer. Ningning’s pussy is throbbing, pulsating as she rocks herself against the older girl’s lap for some relief.
While it does work— the friction between her clit and panties is much welcomed, Yizuho still wants more. So she moans, loud and clear as her fingers make their down inside the leader’s toned abdomen to announce Karina’s tits are no longer enough.
“Unnie…” She whimpers, looking at Karina through her lashes. She knows how Karina likes her the most, and there’s nothing more she likes to do but please her leader. “Unnie, please. Touch.”
Ningning’s last words are rushed, as impatient as her unsettlement in between Karina’s thighs. It’s not her fault, obviously. If anything, it’s solely Karina’s, for spoiling her rotten. The maknae’s hands flutter to her arms, then to her neck, placing kisses on the corner of Karina’s mouth for what it feels like an eternity.
“Are you all messy, my love? Do you want my help, is that it?” Karina’s voice is drenched in fake nonchalance, adoring the lost gaze in her maknae’s eyes.
She grabs Ningning’s hand, taking her time as she kisses Ningning’s ruined nails, unaffected by the dry blood beneath their skin from how much they’re picked on.
There’s only one thing Karina likes to do more than giving Ningning everything she wishes: making her beg. Getting Yizhuo’s pretty knees bruised from the time spent on her knees is Jimin’s favorite activity, indulging her brattiness until all that’s left are pretty lips and obedient aura, greedy and ready to be played with like a doll. It’s an opportunity she waits eagerly for.
But Ningning had been so stressed lately… She spent so many weeks bottling up her feelings, and made sure to use her manners and address Karina with the honorifics she usually refuses to use, arguing that they’ve already gotten past the need of formal language.
Who’s Karina to deprive her of anything?
One small, shy nod from Ningning and the leader is ready to grant all her wishes.
After helping the maknae out of her pajama shorts, Karina’s knuckles brush her pussy through her panties. There’s a wet spot on her entrance, one Yizhuo closes her legs to cover after she feels Karina’s burning gaze on her pussy.
“Look at how wet you are just from sucking on my tits, Ningie.” Karina grips Ningning’s thighs, preventing the maknae’s to do so as she murmurs, enamored with the sight of her beautiful girl. “I guess you must really like them. Do you, baby?”
Ningning nods with enthusiasm this time, rocking against the girl’s fingers in hopes of being touched.
Still, her answer doesn’t satisfy her unnie enough. Pushing Yizhuo’s panties aside, Karina slaps her pussy twice before gathering some slick and circling the maknae’s clit, shushing her whines with a quick kiss.
“I’d like an answer, Ning.” Karina’s too soft on her. Even with the subtle reprimand, the leader doesn’t stop touching her cunt.
Doesn’t stop building up the familiar knot in her lower abdomen, the one who makes Ningning so driven by lust she can’t even see past the little black dots that adorn her vision.
Ning’s answer comes in heavy pants, and she’s encouraged to rock her bare pussy against Karina’s hand, this time. “Yes! Yes, I love it unnie. Your tits are the best, I love to suck on them. I’d do it all the time if you’d let me— ah!”
Karina adds a finger to Ningning’s soaked entrance, loving the way she’s so responsive to her touches. The action sends joints through Ningning’s body, making her grasp loudly as Karina enters her deeply.
“More fingers, unnie.” She tests the waters, biting her lips to keep herself from smiling when Karina raises her eyebrows in response. “Please?”
Yizhuo’s good manners are rewarded with two of Karina’s fingers. They slide in easily, thrusting in and out with swift motions on her soaked slit. The sudden invasion erupts a burning sensation that mixes up deliciously with pleasure, so good it’s addicting.
“That’s my sweet girl.” Karina praises, using her free hand to grab and pinch Ningning’s nipples beneath her tank top. “Always so good for unnie. You’re perfect in everything you do, Ningie. Fuck, I wish you could see yourself right now. So sexy…”
Yizhuo is absolutely sure she’s going to explode. Karina’s words, along with her fingers and the wet kisses she places the maknae’s shoulders are more than enough to send her to the edge. She feels her orgasm coming up embarrassingly fast, her inner walls tensing up to prepare for the overbearing feeling.
Her leader feels her clench too, and smiles even more.
“You can cum anytime you want, sweet girl.” Karina tells her, using her thumb to play with the maknae’s clit just how she knows Ningning likes it.
The effect is immediate: with a high cry, Ningning orgasms, holding onto Karina as her legs tremble furiously throughout her orgasm. She loves the sensation: the heat of her body feeling tingly all over, working its way down through her lower abdomen until she’s left panting, lightheaded from pleasure.
“No more, unnie.” She whines when the leader’s fingers doesn’t stop moving inside her. When her attempts of leaving Karina’s lap are unsuccessful, Ningning resumes to grabbing her bandmate’s wrist. “’M too sensitive. No more.”
Karina laughs, giving in to Ningning’s wishes as the maknae buries her face onto her neck once again. “Okay, okay. No more.” She runs her hands up and down the maknae’s back, soothing her until she’s calm again. “You were so good for me, Ning. Truly unnie’s sweet girl.”
Although she can’t see Yizhuo’s face, Karina is positive her bandmate’s face is all red, flushed with embarrassment as if she weren’t cumming all over her fingers moments ago.
“Thank you, unnie.” Ningning murmurs, kissing Karina’s cheek as she leaves her lap this time. Karina merely shakes her head, grabbing the maknae’s chin as she places a chaste, gentle kiss on her lips instead.
What an honor it was, to be the one to make Ningning cum all over. Karina adored her maknae, and she’d gladly do anything to make sure Ningning was happy and well.
“You do know I’m here for everything, right? Please don’t shut yourself off for any of us, Ningie. We just want to help you.”
She’s worried about her, naturally. Ningning knows that no matter what happens, her bandmates will always view her as the awkward, shy trainee they met years ago.
They don’t need to worry, though. With them by her side, Ningning feels strong enough to go overcome all of her demons and difficulties.
“I know, ‘Rina.” Is what she tells her unnie, instead. After they get their clothes back on, Ningning clings onto her again, opening one of the snacks as Karina turns up the TV’s volume. “I love you. Thank you for being here, always.”
Karina hugs her with full strength, laughing when Ningning complains about the lack of air. “I love you too, baby. You’re unnie’s sweet girl, ok? I’ll do whatever it takes to make you happy.”
Love island’s drama soon catches their attention, and they spend hours lost on the reality show, in a warm bubble. Ningning doesn’t even recall the anxiousness she felt earlier, and another feeling takes place in her chest as she realizes how lucky she is to have someone to take care of her.
Love.
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magneticjimin · 1 year ago
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231128 | Jimin & Jungkook arriving back in Korea ✈
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jenscx · 1 year ago
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HAPPINESS — yu jimin x f!reader
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jimin made you feel like life was worth living for.
TAGS — situationship, strangers to lovers, ive member!yn, jealousy, angst, fluff, birthday fic for jimin
WORDCOUNT — 3.8k
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it hadn’t been long since you and karina met. by luck, she was attending a fashion show and had gravitated to you during the after-party. it was an unforgettable experience; one of the most gorgeous idols constantly hovering around you, eyes lingering on the silky black, backless dress you adorned, fingers dancing across your arms… needless to say, you had immediately asked for her contact information, only to receive a cryptic smile in return.
“why not just,” she whispered, “come back to my place instead?”
you had instantly declined, “i’m sorry, i don’t do that. and don’t you live with your members anyway?” karina merely shrugged, eyes twinkling with a gleam you couldn’t name. 
“then shouldn’t we go back to yours?”
exasperated, you shake your head, “i just said, i don’t do that. i was interested before, and you are jaw-droppingly beautiful, but i’m not intending to go anywhere tonight, karina.”
the girl hesitated for a few seconds. you raised an eyebrow. she grins, “call me jimin.”
it had only been a month since that interaction. since then, your relationship has progressed. from strangers to friends and now tethering on the edge of a relationship. or as your member yujin had described, a ‘situationship’. it was so easy to open up to jimin, her sweet talk, midnight chats and relentless insistence to annoy you had captured your attention. she was so stupidly cute. 
you had fallen. 
and jimin seemed to have as well. 
no one would stay up till midnight talking to a situationship unless they really liked them, right? 
and even though jimin had a schedule the next day, you and her were still in a heated discussion about which ice cream flavour was the superior one (it was always vanilla).
the alarm on your phone rang. in bright words read, ‘milan fashion show.’ you smile to yourself. it was another chance to see jimin after her hectic schedule. you barely had time to see her during her break, and now your schedules finally matched up. you couldn’t wait to see her.
jiminie [7.41am]:
hihihi good morning
i’ll see u ltr :))
ynie [8.20am]:
morning!
can’t wait. 
you turn your phone off with a bright grin, barely keeping your excitement under wraps. your flight was at 10 and by the time you reached milan, it would be around 11 in the evening. it was going to be a long flight, but the thought of seeing jimin again made your stomach tighten up. was this what people in relationships feel? it was so bizarre that the simple thought of someone could so easily make you feel breathless. 
unable to contain your exhilaration, you get some weird stares from your manager and assistants. meekly apologising, you close your eyes as they drive to the airport, dreaming of a certain main dancer.
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you blink. how did you get here?
jimin, was just standing a few feet away from you, but she had barely spared you a glance the whole day. she didn’t even greet you or anything. even after the crew had asked for you two to stand together, jimin was at least a metre away, not daring to stand in your vicinity. you could cry.
especially with the heart eyes every other person was sending her way. you swallow the lump in your throat, staring at the man who stood a little close for comfort next to her. and throughout the show, you could only stare longingly at the back of her head, sighing every once in a while when the two of them would pose. it was devastating.
“you good?” one of the other attendants asked. you think you recognise them from a recent drama you’ve watched.
“yeah,” you mumble, taking a sip of the champagne in your glass. at the corner of your eye, you could see jimin and that man conversing, both sharing giggles and whispers. your grip on the glass tightens. groaning, you look away, trying to hide the hurt on your face from being ignored so obviously. all your attempts at conversation had been shut down and she brushed past all your waves.
you saunter to the corner, taking a seat and pulling out your phone.
yujin [9.27pm]:
how’s it gg
yn [10.14pm]:
it’s like i don’t even exist.
i don’t know what i should do
she keeps talking to some guy
yujin [10.15pm]:
girl gtfo
you agree with yujin. if karina wanted to ignore you, so be it. there was nothing for you to do anyway. after sending a quick message to your manager, you get back up, heading back to the group of actors and idols alike that were engaged in conversation.
coincidentally, karina and her partner for the night had joined as well. it wasn’t difficult to avoid eye contact when she wouldn’t even look in your direction.
“i’ve requested for more champagne,” one of them say, “anybody wants a refill?”
a murmur of chorus emerges.
the waiter stares at your glass expectantly, the bottle in his hand waiting.
“ah… no, i’m leaving soon,” you say awkwardly, handing your glass to another waiter passing by. karina’s head shoots up.
“shame,” they all agree.
“your manager’s picking you up?” karina finally speaks. you longed for her voice, but you’re not very appreciative of it now.
you nod, barely wanting to start a conversation with the girl.
“i’ll walk you out.”
can you really refuse in front of all these people? you already had a reputation of being a bitch. refusing karina’s offer was going to severely damage your image.
you just hold your tongue.
the cold air greets you warmly, unlike karina. you relish in the gusts of wind, waiting patiently outside the gala for your manager’s distinguishable car. karina hums a gentle tune, turning to you.
“how was the show?”
“good,” you reply, curt.
karina doesn’t back down.
“you had fun?” you nod.
“i didn’t get to talk to you at all, it’s sad you’re leaving now.”
you shrug.
“why are you leaving so early?”
“tired.”
“hm, okay.”
you stand in silence while karina fidgets beside you, her hands constantly twirling her hair and eyes darting around. cursing yourself, you take a quick glance at her. the girl’s deep, lush and dark hair flows charmingly in the wind. her eyes draw you in, hypnotising you deeply, full of uncertainty and hesitance for the first time you’ve met her.
“do you have something to say?” you ask. karina huffs, blowing her bangs covering her eyes.
“i do, but it just depends if you’ll listen to me.”
“depends on what you’re asking for,” you reply.
karina smiles, smaller than before, “stay. just for a few more minutes. with me.”
you contemplate. just for a few minutes.
“only until my manager comes.”
she falters, it’s the first time you’ve ever subtly rejected her company, but a practised mask of indifference is put on.
there’s an uncomfortable silence, one that neither of you are willing to acknowledge. you start to regret your decision; you should have just asked her to go back in, instead of waiting out here with you like a fool.
“minjeong’s been talking about this milan cathedral, called duomo di milano, it’s really pretty,” karina looks at you expectantly, “do you have the day off tomorrow for sightseeing?”
you answer slowly, “i do have the day off...”
“where are you staying? i’ll come pick you up.”
“but i don’t want to go, karina,” you complete your sentence. shock passes her face rather quickly.
“uhm, do you want to go somewhere else?”
you shake your head, wanting her to get the hint that you weren’t exactly jumping for the opportunity to hang out.
“we could go shopping at this galleria that aeri mentioned, it has a hotel and everything.”
“no, thanks for offering.”
karina’s tethering on the edge of distress, her face showing visible distraught by now, no longer caring to hide behind a mask of impassiveness. you check your phone again. notifications line your lock screen, most of them coming from yujin.
yujin [10.29pm]:
are u out of there yet
make sure to get back safe
also call me ltr i need to tell u smth
omg jiwon js told me she left seo at home alone
you smile at yujin messages. the leader’s caring nature makes your heart warm and the mention of your other members makes you miss them.
“your manager texting you?” karina asks.
“uh, no,” you reply vaguely, not very keen on talking to her. karina frowns.
“are you sick? do you feel unwell?” she lifts a hand up to touch your neck. the fleeting touch of her fingers already caused goosebumps against your skin.
“i’m fine, karina.”
the mention of her name makes her glare at you, “didn’t i say to call me jimin?”
unable to answer coherently, you settle for silence. karina huffs, seemingly getting irritated.
she opens her mouth once again, but the honk of a car distracts you. the window rolls down and you recognise your manager.
“thanks for uhm, staying here with me,” you bow, “have a good night.” you were upset, but that wouldn’t stop you from being polite.
karina merely watches you leave.
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your manager gives you about five minutes of peace and tranquillity before unleashing an onslaught of questions onto you, like “why’d you leave?” or “did someone say something to you?” you answer truthfully to most of his questions.
unable to get a proper response, he just drives back and tells you to not get into any trouble on your day-off.
(“what trouble would i even get into?”
“i’ll actually quit if dispatch posts a photo of you drinking with your friends.”
“that would be impossible since i don’t have any friends.”)
meanwhile, yujin fills you in on the stupid shit your members get up to during your absence. like rei putting aluminium into the microwave and wonyoung just managing to stop her in time.
your phone lights up with notifications throughout the night and you hate the fact that it doesn’t bring you the same excitement like before. the morning after, a chain of messages graces your phone.
jiminie [9.17am]:
are u awake?
jiminie [9.20am]:
when are u gg back to korea?
hello?
ynie [9.31am]:
tmrw
jiminie [9.31am]:
do u feel like gg out tdy?
you turn off your phone, sighing. you would have felt bad for being so distant but the mere thought of karina with that guy yesterday night made you feel unneeded. why was she texting you and asking to hang out with you when she already had someone to go to?
there was no point overthinking about her.
karina would just be another failed situationship. she didn’t mean that much to you (she did). she wasn’t the first thing you thought of once you woke up (she was). and she definitely couldn’t be a good girlfriend for you (she definitely could be).
the hotel doorbell rings. you quirk an eyebrow, not remembering ever ordering room service. maybe your manager knew you wouldn’t be going out for breakfast.
you don’t bother checking the peephole, the hotel you were staying at was very tight on security and only celebrities stayed at this floor. you open the door, stomach grumbling at the thought of food.
“yn.”
oh.
karina stands at your door, a small smile on her face. you feel terribly underdressed compared to her in your bathrobe and messy bed hair.
“good morning,” you greet hoarsely.
“hurry up and get dressed.”
you stop karina from entering your room.
“what are you talking about?”
“we’re going out whether you like it or not. you shouldn’t rot in your room, you should be exploring milan, before you leave, with me.”
do you really have a choice to say no? (yes, you do).
in your heart, you knew in the end, you wouldn’t ever say no to karina.
“okay.”
she grins and you forget why you were even upset in the first place.
karina waits patiently while you finish getting ready. she’s on the balcony admiring the view when you’re done.
“where are we going?” you grab a mask and a cap as karina puts on her shoes again.
“it’s a surprise, and you don’t need those,” karina answers, pointing at the items in your hand. you frown.
“people will recognise me. they’ll see me with you.”
karina shakes her head, “it’s fine, i don’t mind it.”
i mind it though.
you end up leaving them by your bedside table.
“where are we going?” you repeat as karina drags you out of the door. she groans, “stop asking! i already told you it’s a surprise.”
“i need to tell my manager.”
karina pouts, “i’ve already contacted him, just stop worrying about everything.”
her words seem so easy to believe now. to stop worrying about everything.
the streets of milan are filled with cafes and luxury brands. with it being one of the most visited cities, tourists and locals alike roam the area. at every corner, there’s either an art gallery or museum. you must admit that the architecture is simply amazing. quaint bookstores and coffee shops provide a sense of peace away from the bustling metropolitan city. milan was beautiful.
karina pulls you into a cafe, the strong aroma of coffee already filling your senses. there’s a quiet ambience of chatter and the soft footsteps of the waiters walking around. the girl brings you to one of the tables near the window. it gives you a view of a clothing shop adjacent to the cafe, full of customers.
“milan’s called a fashion capital,” karina remarks, “it’s one of europe’s most dynamic cities.” when you don’t reply, karina stands up, awkwardly saying, “i’ll go order our food.”
you nod.
she comes back soon, red in the face and fumbling with her wallet.
you ignore it.
“uhm, anyway, did you sleep well last night?”
“yeah.”
“okay… uh, what time is your flight tomorrow?”
“i think it’s in the morning,” you feel pity for karina who’s been desperately trying to keep the conversation going, “what about you?”
karina’s face lights up, “it’s at one in the afternoon.”
the waiter soon arrives with your food. its mouth-watering. karina hands the waiter a note and says something in italian that you don’t understand.
“you can speak italian?” you ask, curiosity taking over you.
“yeah, a little,” karina mumbles. she doesn’t seem to want to elaborate, so you don’t bother asking any more. you gorge yourself out with the pastries that karina ordered, all while she looks a little constipated and unsure.
“you’re not going to eat?”
“i… i already ate before coming here.”
you nod, continuing to chew.
“it’s so early, who’s awake to even eat with?”
karina mutters, “i ate with jaewook.” you swallow the piece of bread in your mouth. the sweetness you tasted on your tongue is gone, just left with a bitter taste. you regret even asking her. you regret coming out of your hotel to eat pastries with her at 9 in the morning.
your head feels clouded. it’s not only gravity pulling you down. it’s a wrangling chain clutching your heart, pulling it into your stomach. the more you think about karina and that guy together, the more you feel like puking out all the sweet treats you stuffed your mouth with. you wanted to get rid of anything related to her.
“are you okay?” she asks.
no, you want to reply.
“i wanna go back,” you say instead.
lying was always better than telling her the truth.
“what? no, uhm,” karina blurts out, panicked, “you can’t go back yet, we still have a lot to sightsee.”
“please let me go back,” you beg, feeling a wave of nausea take over. between her incessant pleading to not leave and the vision of the two of them, jealousy fills your every vein.
“i planned a lot for today and oh my god, yn—” you can’t stand it anymore.
swiftly, you take out a wad of cash, placing it on the table and leaving the cafe without a second look behind. you stomp out quick, steady steps back to the hotel and you can feel karina hot on your heels. she calls out for your name, but to no avail do you turn back. you think of a plan. once you get back to your room, you’re going to block karina on everything. she’s never going to exist in your life ever again. if your job requires you to interact with her, it’s a bare minimum. you’ll break off contact with all of your mutual friends, ryujin, minjeong, maybe chaewon (but yujin and wonyoung would kill you).
it’s only when you reach a traffic light that karina catches up with you. once it flashes red, you groan. you can basically see karina’s triumphant smirk at the corner of your eye.
“are you done running now?”
you take a good look at karina. she’s panting, not more than you are, and her cheeks are flushed red.
the light flashes green.
“no.”
and the chase begins again.
karina tails you until you reach the hotel lobby. you open up your purse, searching for the keycard. karina is just a few steps behind.
you hear gasps of recognition behind you, the very reason you wanted to cover up your identity.
the moment the lift reaches the ground floor, you slide in, rapidly pressing the close button. karina, however, navigates through the crowd and manages to reach the lift in time.
you groan, your attempt at running away has failed. maybe you could still convince karina to leave you alone somehow. she wouldn’t try to break into your room, right?
“this is awkward now.”
“yeah, i wasn’t expecting you to follow me,” you sneer, “if a woman says she wants to leave, just let her leave for god’s sake.”
“okay, that’s my fault but you literally left out of nowhere, and you’ve been acting weird ever since last night,” karina argues back.
the lift beeps. you exit it with karina following you closely behind, still ongoing about your sudden change in behaviour.
“like last night, you left early and we didn’t even have time to talk or anything, and when i asked you about it you didn’t even explain anything?! just brushed me off and left! can you just tell me what’s going on?”
you two reach your room.
“i don’t need to explain myself to you. i said i was tired.”
“okay, but what about today? i planned the whole day for us to hang out and you just got up and left? what the hell! are you just an asshole who plays with people’s feelings? you told me you ‘can’t wait to see me’ and then just left like that,” karina raises her voice. a elderly couple passes you two and you feel self-conscious. you were just standing outside your room letting karina yell at you.
“come in then yell, you’re getting weird looks.”
karina inhales sharply, finally calming down.
you sit down on one of the lounge chairs, taking a deep breath.
“i really don’t have anything to explain to you. i’m sorry. and i’m not the one playing with people’s feelings here.”
“what? are you insinuating that i’m the one playing with your feelings?”
“uh, if the shoe fits?”
karina slaps your arm, “are you serious right now? can you just talk to me for once?! is this your first time being friends with someone?” friends? since when were you ever just friends with karina?
“no, it isn’t,” you swallow, “it’s my first time feeling this way for someone.”
“what?”
“do you know how many times i think about you in a day? it’s once, because i never stop. it hurts me every time i see you with someone else and i know i shouldn’t feel this way because while you reside in my mind, i have to hope that I cross yours once in a while to feel less pathetic of myself. do you know how that feels? to want to exist in someone’s thoughts. i feel happy just to know that you’re even acknowledging my presence. but you didn’t. you didn’t even care when i was there, so you shouldn’t care when i’m not,” the weight of unshed tears came pouring out. you let out a watery but hollow laugh. karina makes your heart ache, she makes you feel defeated and useless, she makes you feel angry and jealous.
“you make me feel that life is worth living for. that i went through all those torturous years just to meet you.”
karina, is life in itself.
“and i don’t think i’ll ever be able to find someone else that makes me feel this way. have you ever felt that way about someone?”
she stares at you, unblinking. she comes to terms with your words finally.
“i’m sorry,” she says.
“it’s fine,” you sniffle, wiping your tears.
“i’m sorry i hurt you.”
“of course you’ll hurt me. of course we’ll hurt each other, because this is the condition of living. and what’s not love, if not living for each other?”
“i didn’t know you felt that way about me.”
you sigh, “regret is a stupid thing. when you reject me, i would be better off knowing that we wouldn’t work out because you don’t like me, rather than me not telling you and wondering if we would ever work out. and you’re with that guy anyway.”
“who told you i would reject you? and who said i was with him?”
“oh.”
“i feel everything that you’ve just said, about you. and i’m upset that you were planning to just throw me away like that because of our inability to communicate.”
you laugh, more heartily this time, “i just didn’t want to be one of your conquests or whatever.”
“you’re more than one of my conquests. i wouldn’t dream of even letting you go. some people search their whole lives to find what i found in you. you can be assured that i won’t ever let you go.”
her sincere words draw red to your cheeks, warmth spreads from your neck to the tip of your ears. “you still like me,” you repeat, “even when i’m a jealous freak, have commitment issues and i care too much?”
“even with all those traits. if you didn’t care, you wouldn’t be the yn i like,” karina’s voice softens as does her touch. she takes your hand in hers, caressing the back of your hand with her palm.
“even if i don’t understand why you get angry and why you ignore me, i still like you. that’s what makes you, you. and love is all about understanding.”
you nod. all the crying has made you feel drowsy, and your fatigue is apparent, since karina smiles in amusement and says, “wash up and take a nap. i’ll be here.”
she’ll be here.
“thank you, jimin.”
karina, or rather, jimin, chuckles, “hurry up and shower. i hope you brought extra clothes since i’m going to change too.”
you quickly wash up and so does jimin. the two of you settle into the bed, your hands clutching at jimin for warmth and intimacy. you have her. the thought allows you to drift asleep, finally knowing that jimin’s heart beats the same for yours.
when the sun sets as you wake up from your nap, you can’t help but blurt out, “i adore you.”
jimin, pleasantly surprised, only giggles back.
“i adore you too, in ways words cannot express.”
maybe paris wasn’t the city of love. yours was milan.
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🎙️ author’s note: this is probably one of my favourite fics i’ve written. most of my own personal values have been put into this fic. regret is a stupid thing, we only live once and we have no idea if we’ll ever get to live again. find people that makes life worth living for. happy birthday yu jimin, aespa’s stupid cheese cat 🤍
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jimin-bangtan · 3 months ago
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Chameleon Park Jimin 8
My Chameleon Park Jimin (PJM) Series (<link) [Parts 1-7] discusses the emotional, physical, & professional growth, adjustments, and changes Jimin has endured and experienced during his BTS journey, as I see it.
Last Portion of 2023
By this time most BTS solo projects had been presented and enlistment for the remaining members was quickly approaching. After Suga, V released his solo album and did promotions. After dropping a few singles, it was now Jung KooK’s (JK) turn to release his solo album. His would be the final solo album debut of the year, before the remaining 4 enlisted.
As JK's promotions began, he traveled to New York (NY) for his first performance. So, in JM's usual supportive fashion, the following day he flew to NY to support JK.  Little did fans know that they were also filming a 2-member travel show, starting in NY, which would be material that would also be released during the military hiatus. 
As the different filming locations occurred, Jimin and Jk were seen walking through several airports, traveling openly together as they flew from destination to destination every other month. It was the first time 2 members had traveled together in this way. The travel show plan finally leaked but very little was exposed about what they were doing at each location. This was an important moment for BTS as a veteran, mature idol group. 
Mature Idols
During this hiatus, the maknae (younger) line, in particular, was starting new trends and breaking down barriers that had previously been expected for idols to maintain, both through their work and in their personal actions and behaviors. The guys were not explaining but only carrying on with their professional and personal activities, helping to usher in acceptance of their next chapter of life as grown idol men rather than the younger teenagers that had begun more than a decade ago.
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Most other idol groups disband before this stage is reached. BTS is at the height of their career and is still a successful, impactful group as they continue in this field as adults.
There will always be some shock and dismay over some of the choices the members make and will be making, but as always, BTS is paving the way. No other group had to plan a military pause at the peak of their career. No other group had ever planned such an elaborate package of material to be used in their absence, and no other group had to establish new standards and expectations of their being adults, and having normal adult lives, while still being active idols. BTS is, as always, doing it like no one has ever seen. The achievements of every members’ solo projects has been astounding up to this point and there was more to come. 
When I say presently, that as 2025 has just begun, the entire hiatus was as if BTS was still present and active in the music environment, and I mean it 100 fold. For the 2024 year-end chart totals and awards, BTS still dominated. Unfortunately, much of the KPop community, that resisted them from the start, is hugely disappointed that they were not able to figure out how to capitalize on BTS’s absence in the way they had hoped. As in the past, when faced with an obstacle, BTS just created a new lane in which to excel.
Back to 2023
It was a few months before enlistment, and Jimin began bleaching his hair again. He had dark hair for a long while and all throughout the FACE promotions. Fans weren’t sure if they’d ever see the old hair colors again, considering his new relaxed, baggier, less fancy style. His hair now went from orange to all out blonde, which was one of his more popular, flashy colors from the past. It turns out Jimin’s promotions for the 2nd album, MUSE, would include the blonde, but more current, version of Jimin.  
As the time to enlist approached, Jimin began releasing #ThisIsJimin [playlist] dance clips, one dance at a time (release order: #4,2,3,5,1 (as shown below). The videos showed the progression of his hair from black to orange to blonde.
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If fans had recalled the release of Jimin’s first solo album, when he had posted #JiminsDanceTime video clips as a build up to his 1st promotions, they might have anticipated another album promotion about to begin. Instead, the dance clips were building up toward the release of a solo ‘fan’ song that dropped soon after his departure. Fans were delighted at the gift, and the song performed very well. However, fans didn’t know that the song was actually a very early pre-released song from his 2nd album, which wouldn’t be released until mid-2024.
(Aside: Although the winter timing, right after enlistment, worked extremely well to comfort fans, I am curious why his fan song wasn’t used as the Festa 2024 song (June), which would have been right before his album release (July). It would have been a great album promotion too. There was a big gap between this pre-release (Dec. 2023) and his album, so fans were later surprised to see it was actually a song from his album too.)
The Analysis
The #ThisIsJimin dances showed diverse styles to different genres of music. The behind the scenes video for the dances showed a confident Jimin who danced well and enjoyed the process of contributing to the choreography, while working with others. It's possible there were reasons for the specific song choices he made for each dance. I do call him the Man of Messaging after all. 😏
Over Jimin’s entire career, we have watched him grow and evolve.  He is so open that we saw the anguish and hurt, but we also got to see the growth and happiness.
There was a time that Jimin wore a figurative mask. He didn’t like to be seen without makeup. He would dress sleekly for airport pictures. He didn’t like to be seen without his hair in place.
He has now arrived at a place where he seems done with wearing a societal mask of any kind.  He now allows himself to be seen without makeup, with baggy, less tidy clothes and with air-dried, unstyled hair. He seems more comfortable with himself.  He accepts that he is perfectly fine as he is.  He still cleans up with the professionals for work, but he’s not as concerned about looking stage-ready when not on a stage.
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The mask was not only removed from his physical appearance though. The travel show Jimin did with Jung Kook (Are You Sure?! [playlist]) revealed just how comfortable Jimin had become with himself, his looks, and his body. From my earlier writing, I had explained the food, weight, & body issues Jimin had developed due to the company forcing him to expose his body at a young age, which resulted in severe dieting and weight training.
Some of the public had been brutal about criticizing Jimin about any- and everything, and it understandably disturbed a young Jimin in a very weight-conscious, Korean society. While I still feel Jimin is working on that issue, he has come so far, to the point where we saw him several times in just swim shorts during the travel show. ☺️
During the travels, Jimin ate enjoyably and appreciated the experience with relaxed, happy freedom. He looked healthier in weight and appetite and appeared comfortable in his own skin. Fans got to see that the silly, playful Jimin was still there but was in a more mature, controlled version that showed during more personal, private activities. 
During a behind the scenes moment and toward the end of the Are You Sure?! series, Jimin showed sincere feelings of sadness as the trip ended and enlistment was now only weeks away. He even expressed that showing those types of feelings publicly was not common for him to do. I feel he usually felt like he had to be “on” for the camera but for most of the time during the show, Jimin had let down his guard and just was.  As someone who has watched Jimin and his past footage for a while now, it was a delight to see. It was as if a weight had been lifted from his shoulders, in spite of the impending military service looming ahead.
Just like the masks of cloth or makeup that Jimin had removed from his appearance, and the weighted mask that had been removed from his emotions, Jimin seemed to be removing the mask from his work as well. We were being allowed to see more behind the scenes moments, while work was in progress and not yet perfectly completed, and Jimin seemed comfortable and even happy about it.
Jimin always exposed more than I felt he should emotionally, but it now feels like he is revealing things, not due to overflowing emotions or distress, but because he wants to, because he has nothing to hide, and because he is not concerned or troubled anymore about revealing himself.  Due to nasty people in the public, Jimin protects his privacy more but has found a balance of being relaxed and open, while keeping his private life private - by choice and not fear.
Still, Jimin is as human as they come, and he’s still young. Life is a journey, not a destination.  All of us should be continuing to mature and develop, no matter how old we are.  Just as the military will provide Jimin with experiences that he can incorporate into his career and life to make them both more rich and meaningful, Jimin still has experiences and events that will happen once back in the civilian world to help him continue to grow.  So, in spite of the comments about Jimin accepting his looks and appearance, at the time of enlistment, Jimin struggled with having to remove one of his main identifiable features: his thick, luxurious hair.
Jimin was known for the haircuts and hair colors that enhanced his look in person and on stage. As many of us feel about ourselves, Jimin’s hair was felt to be an extension of his being. It too was a kind of mask. He waited for the final possible moment before doing the required buzzcut. He had previously said that he wouldn’t show the fans, but late on the final day before leaving, Jimin showed up on WeLive to say “See you in a while” to fans - with the dreaded buzzcut.
Wearing a hat, he looked resolved, but emotional, and was so very brave as he maintained his demeanor and his smile. He even eventually took off his hat - twice - and bowed to the fans before putting the hat immediately back on. That moment proved the growth and maturity that I have been explaining. Another mask had been removed. The next day at enlistment, even the hat would be gone.
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That following day Jimin and Jung Kook officially enlisted together (set to mark), using Korea’s companion program. They had applied for and had chosen to enlist together and support each other throughout the 18 months of military service. This ‘buddy program’ would allow them to remain together on the same base, in the same location for the entire service.  While I feel both of them would have survived without the support, I feel it is likely a great comfort and encouragement, having a good friend there at your side.
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Presently, Jimin has achieved the status of Special Warrior, which is earned with “exceptional performances and intensive training”. This is not surprising since Jimin does everything to his best ability. When he safely returns, I suspect his best moments in life are truly still yet to come, whether on stage or off. 
TO BE CONTINUED in final Part 9: MUSE, Mini Moni Music, the military…
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BTS departure 🛫 from Seoul Gimpo Business Aviation Center (SGBAC) Korea airport fashion Osaka, Japan 🇯🇵 for Japan Official fan meeting Vol.5 ‘Magic Shop’ (14 & 15 December 🎤) returning to Seoul on 15 December - ✈️ 13 December 2019
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solarwynd · 11 months ago
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It's a comfort for other solos to believe that all of Jimin's fans are bots as if we didnt regularly see the huge crowds he drew when he was at Paris fashion week or Tiffany ny or at various airports. Or acting like him posting random things like a pic in a japanese restaurant didn't inspire a trend of people posting in the same pose at the same table or that the places he visited in Jeju didn't become part of a small ritual for armys who visited the island.
Also online armys might be taekookers and hidden ot6 yet offline you'll see his dad's cafe become a required visit if you're an army in busan and we saw the crowd there when BTS had their Busan concert. Also every member has fan clubs who do special projects during birthdays and I've seen some very expensive ones put out by Jin and V solos or cafe events like for other members but I don't think I've every seen a members birthday become a month long celebration in Korea ever like it is for Jimtober nor have I ever heard of possible crowd control measures being discussed because of the crowds at magnate during his birthday.
Antis have to keep chanting threemin otherwise it's embarrassing to realise that most of the replayed parts in BTS videos were Jimin's parts or that he started the trend of most viewed fancams. And in these situations we saw that after making concentrated efforts, other members numbers started goibg higher. And yet Jimin's the one with bot allegations when he's the one always starting trends like these organically and other members tend to go higher when their fans start doing whatever they're doing because they're mad at seeing Jimin on top.
Also regarding Thai streams, there's a reason we look upon it with suspicion. Love to all the Thai pjms streaming but the numbers from that country are weird as hell with the huge debut numbers or sudden 500k increases and decreases that can happen from there if it's a members songs anniversary. I dislike how Indian armys are so clearly biased towards only two members of their favourite ship but atleast those numbers are consistent just like the US numbers are consistent for Jimin. The majority of your streams coming from certain countries like the US isn't weird when they're well known as major music markets. Antis trying to equate Thai streams and US streams doesn't make sense for that reason.
Anyways my point is Jimin is everywhere in real life. Beyond followers, he's always in the zeitgeist whether it be in Hollywood movies or having things specifically named after him like the Jimin effect, or having hit tweets from actual locals (and not just armys masquerading as them), or having his merch constantly sold out.
Tae might be more popular among kpop stans and as of this moment, JK might have more name id globally than the other members but acting like Jimin is always behind them in terms of popularity only works if your criteria is very narrow - as in let's ignore how well his music sells and charts, or how often he's name-dropped specifically by other celebs or publications (NYT mentioning him for their year end events for ex) but according to other solos let's only focus on social media followers and Tiktok edits. To me that doesn't make sense - if Jennie from BP has more followers, Tiktok edits and live viewers than Olivia Rodrigo, will that make her music more popular than Olivia? Those things aren't nothing but stans also completely overestimate how much they matter as well
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