#kinda appreciate the universe for making me 1 unit short of graduating

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i have saturday class, but i promise i’ll get back to all the interactions/reblogs/asks when i have time. have a great day! 🤍

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halcyon days [ 1 ]

halcyon days, a suga x reader fanfic part 1

hey guys! so this is my first bts fanfic, actually my first fanfic overall, so i hope it’s alright. feedback and commentary is welcome and appreciated! this part’s a little slow, it was originally going to be a prologue but im all over the place so i just decided to post.

info ; You’re a semi-successful model in Seoul trying to reconnect with your childhood best friend as you hold the memories of you two together closely. (slow burn, fluff, angst, maybe smut later lmao)

 “Oh no! Yoongi, I’m stuck in the tree!” The young girl, around the age of seven screamed with a smile on her face. Giggling, she swung her legs from the low branch; she was active enough and could have easily jumped off on her own.  “Don’t worry my princess, I’ll save you!” The young boy, Yoongi, yelled back. He looked up at her, holding his arms out wide and meeting the girl’s smile with a grin of his own. The two friends were spending the afternoon playing in the park together, and had already spent a good amount of time running around. Even so, they were still energetic.  “Catch me!” She shouted down, immediately sliding off her position on the branch and into Yoongi’s arms. He failed to hold her up, and the two ended up in a pile on the grassy floor, laughing.  “I wasn’t ready! I wasn’t ready!” Yoongi defended himself. The girl shook her head.  “You couldn’t catch me, but you softened my fall so you’re forgiven, kind prince.” She smiled, speaking with fake authority. The girl shifted positions so Yoongi could get up. After doing so, he dusted off his shorts and held out a hand to help her up too. She took it, standing up. “Thanks! You’re a good prince, Yoongi. You’re always so nice.” She patted the dirt off her shorts as well.  “Yeah. I’ll always be here to help you, (Y/N). Let’s go find our moms, I think mine made those sandwiches you like!” Yoongi grabbed the girl’s hand and the two ran off together with big smiles.

 Almost 15 years later, too much has changed. The girl and the boy from all that time ago are practically gone with how different you two act now. Until highschool, you and Yoongi had been extremely close, but it seemed as though a rift had randomly appeared in your relationship during your second year. You had done everything together when you were younger; Yoongi was your first kiss, and your best friend. But unlike Yoongi, who had mostly kept to himself aside from his small friend group and his basketball team, you were pretty sociable and your studies combined with the clubs you joined kept you pretty busy. He was there for you when you sprained your ankle doing sports, and when you were stressing about giving your first speech to your peers. But at some point.. he just stopped. He wasn’t there when you went through your first breakup in second year, or when you cried over being rejected from an American university. You tried really hard to stay close to him but it almost seemed as though he was pushing you away. Things weren’t the best for you at home, either, but you knew Yoongi went through a lot of stuff too. When you two had met up the day after his graduation, it had been the first time you saw him in almost two months, only for him to tell you he was moving to Seoul to persue his music career. Deep down you were hurt he was leaving you, but you didn’t want to hold him back and you sent him off with your encouragements.  A year later, you graduated and moved to Seoul too to enter the modeling business. You stayed in touch of course, texting a few times a month to check in on eachother. Now, you were extremely proud of his progress in his career with BTS and you sent him congratulations texts after most of his performances. Even so, your relationship has felt strained for the past few years. Finally, because he was taking a break, and your schedule wasn’t extremely busy this month, you two would be in the same city for a while and with some free time. It was you who had pitched the idea of spending some time together to reconnect. You’d met a couple of the boys seperately while hanging out with Yoongi, but tonight would be your first time meeting them all together. They had just returned from tour and you offered to take them out on a welcome-home style dinner.  Outside of the restaurant, you stood in a black knee-length dress with a leather jacket and your purse. To avoid attention you had also worn a black facemask; though you weren’t the most popular model in the world, your face was on the cover of a few magazines, and you would rather not be disturbed tonight. You planned on waiting outside for the group but it was a bit cold and your dress wasn’t really helping much so you decided to go inside.  The interior of the restaurant was pretty, not unlike the outside. It wasn’t a 5-star, but it was a bit on the fancy side. Approaching the reception, you pulled down your facemask and smiled to the staff working there. “Table for eight, please. Oh, and I’d prefer if it was a bit secluded, away from any windows.” You requested. That sort of thing was normal for you now, with how recognizable you became. The lady smiled at you and guided you to a large table. She set the menus and napkins as you sat and pulled your phone out.

you - inside now :) - table’s in the back to the left of the entrance

yoongs ✌ - Okay - We’ll be there in 2min

 You shrugged off your jacket onto the back of the chair and set your purse down, scrolling through your phone and texting back some friends who you had neglected to respond to throughout your busy day. You enjoyed the soft music playing over the restaurant’s speakers, and moments later you glanced to the entrance to see the boys filing in and approaching you. You stood up, recognizing all of them as Yoongi’s groupmates.  “Hey,” Yoongi was the first to get to you, a small smile on his face. You leaned in to hug him and he seemed to stiffen up a bit, but wrapped his arms around you nonetheless.  “I missed you,” you said as you squeezed him. Pulling back with a grin, you examined him head to toe. “Back to dark-brown hair? I kinda liked the red from the last time we saw eachother.” He nodded at you, shrugging.  “Yeah.. I missed you too.” He said in a low tone, probably to avoid letting his friends hear this. You could see over his shoulder that a couple of them were grinning at you two and whispering things, so you could only imagine what kind of stuff they said about you. You tried not to be self conscious as Yoongi moved aside and stood by.  Next, Namjoon and Jin approached you. Both smiled and said something akin to it being good to see you again, having had met you before. You were glad to be meeting with them again too, since they seemed to be cool people that had an impact on Yoongi’s life, but you suppose all of them do. You also introduced yourself to the rest of the Bangtan boys, who seemed very enthusiastic.  “It’s really nice to finally meet you,” Jimin said with a charming and cute smile. You giggled as he continued, “I’ve seen your modeling portfolio! It’s really nice, and Yoongi talks about you a l-” Jimin was cut off by a harsh pat on the back from Namjoon, causing him to jump. “Hyung! Are you trying to break my shoulder?” Jimin pretended to raise his fist, but the two laughed it off and Namjoon said something to him that was too quiet for you to hear. Jimin shrugged, smiling at you and taking a seat at the table. Everyone followed suit, sitting down and unfolding their napkins. You sat down in your seat next to Yoongi, unfolding your napkin as well. Pleasant chatter ensued, with the boys excitedly telling you about how touring in the United States was. Jungkook spoke of a particularly funny incident in the hotel they were staying at for a night that caused you to laugh really hard. They asked you many questions about how modeling was working out for you, which you spoke positively of, though in truth you were a bit stressed out recently.  Dinner with the boys was overall a very pleasant experience and you felt as though you got to know them a little better. It was also really nice to be hanging out with your childhood best friend again, though you didn’t get into any thorough conversations at the dinner table. Watching him laugh and smile with his friends made your heart ache a bit.. you realized you missed seeing that kind of thing everyday. You didn’t dwell on this feeling too much though as you were enjoying yourself as well. When all the food was finished, you payed as promised and everyone got ready to leave. As you all exited the restaurant, Yoongi offered to walk you to your apartment that was about fifteen minutes away.  “I’m gonna make sure she gets home safe, you go ahead,” he spoke to the others as you slid your hand onto his elbow with a small smile. You waved the boys goodbye as they piled into a black van and you and Yoongi began your walk. It was silent for a bit. The silence was comfortable, but you were still eager to talk with him more.  “It’s very pretty out tonight..” You said before realizing how mundane your comment was. The sun was setting, creating beautiful colors above you. “Yeah. It is.” He agreed in a dull tone. You looked up to his features, smiling, which caused a small smile to form on his face as well. “So.. how’s your sister doing?” He questioned, though he seemed a bit inattentive. You stayed silent for a moment.  “Fine, I suppose. Actually.. I haven’t checked up with her in a couple weeks, I should call to tell her that the famous Min Yoongi is spending some of his precious time with me again.” You joked, and he rolled his eyes good-naturedly. “But really, thanks for reminding me. How about you, have you spoken to your brother recently?”  The conversation continued like this for the duration of your walk, travelling from tedious topic to tedious topic. Small-talk felt extremely natural between you two, even if it was a little boring, you just enjoyed being able to talk to him at all. Eventually you arrived at the lobby of the apartment complex you lived in, and you paused for a moment. “Um.. you don’t have to go yet. You can come up if you’d like.” Your heart skipped a beat as you spoke up to Yoongi, who paused before shaking his head.  “No.. I think I should go, I’m really tired.” He responded, looking a little disinterested. You gave a little pout.  “You can crash here, I don’t mind. I kind of want to spend more time with you..” You persuaded. You and Yoongi used to have sleepovers all the time, and it wasn’t uncommon for one of you to crash at the other’s when you were having problems at home in highschool. But that was years ago.  “Don’t you think that’s a little odd?” He asked rhetorically. You were about to respond that no, you thought it was perfectly normal, but he spoke up again. “It’s fine, I already texted my driver. I’ll text you tomorrow though, okay? We can find more time to hang out later, there’s no rush.” He patted your head, ruffling your hair slightly. You couldn’t help but smile at the sensation, feeling a bit childish. “Okay, if you say so. I’ll talk to you tomorrow, then.” You hugged him again, and this time he didn’t stiffen up, but instead squeezed you back. As you parted ways, you bowed your head slightly and swiped the card to open the front door of the building. “Thanks for walking me home, Yoongs. Goodnight!” You said, waving goodbye. He simply nodded and smiled in response, watching you through the glass doors as you disappeared into an elevator going up to your floor.  As you unlocked your door with the key again, you contemplated what had just happened. You tried to avoid overthinking things as you knew it caused unnecessary stress, but you were just a naturally analytical person and couldn’t help but think too hard about some things sometimes. It seemed as though Yoongi was a little uncomfortable with you tonight, but did Jimin try to tell you that Yoongi talked about you to them? That might not’ve been the case, but you kept his little blunder in the back of your mind. You didn’t know if you were offended or not about Yoongi rejecting you and calling your request odd a moment ago. Furrowing your brows as you changed into more comfortable clothes, you also realized you probably seemed a little desperate in front of him. Was he not as fond of you as you were of him? Just how fond of him were you anyways?  After some brief pacing, you decided to just get ready for bed and call it a night a bit earlier than usual to avoid thinking about this anymore.