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becomingbts · 3 years ago

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OMG PLZ TELL ME SHE WONT END UP TOGETHER WITH THEM😭😭😭(literally crying rn like not laughing crying but literally crying,,, very angry and partially sad tears) PLZ AUTHOR PLZ😭😭😭 ,,I HATE THEM,,THIS CHAPTER JUST BROKE ME🥺🥺 like I don’t have sympathy for not one of them especially jimin, jk, namjoon, and tae,, Yoongi is the only one who I feel like deserves rights or I feel like I could stand a little at this point still dislike him a lot but at least the dude is self aware and understands the level of wrongness they did her, I’m loving how he is accepting the truth that he’s a piece of shit and not making it about himself like jk or feeling and acting like jimin, jimin is just so ughhh *chokes the air*,,and I like how hoseok and Jin just being quiet and not saying shxt, as they should, they know their place and it needs to stay that way if only the others could take some notes😭😭😭,,,but yeah they can all truly go to hell,, they literally made me so angry bro I think I hate jimin the most, that flashback literally broke me like I hate him he does not deserve any happiness in life like ever and he had the nerve to go up to her and try explain and save face and I was like NO ITS TOO LATE FOR THAT BUDDY UR GOING TO HELL LIKE THE REST OF THEM STOP THE ENTITLEMENT AND THE FALSE HOPE like I hate how he has the nerve to go to her concerts and feel like he should be heard out like does he rlly feel like he could fix this and have her listen to his side and all will be right and forgiven??? IS HE SERIOUS ????HES SUCH A DOUCH😡😡everything he does just irks me like he has no right,, NONE OF THEM DESERVE HER SHES BEEN THRU SM AND IS SO GOOD AND TALENTED😡😡😡 SHE DOESN’T DESERVE SCUMMY PEICES OF SHIT LIKE THEM IN HER LIFE😡😡😡,, plz I’m begging u🥺 I would rlly love it if u let her fall in love with raya or something & let her have the happy ending she deserves by herself or with someone or ppl other than the boys & find happiness without the boys, it would make such a beautiful story and lesson, lol fuck redemption and forgiveness and second chances at love,, or I would rlly love if she just forgave them and moved on but didn’t get together with them maybe they just went back to being strangers or became friends and that would just be the end of that, after what they did I just think she deserves better and they rlly don’t deserve to be with her,, especially after seeing what jimin did and reading jimin’s and Jks thoughts, it’s just not it, after that bitch gave her hope and left her for dead he has the nerve like wow what a fool🙄,,, but anyways,, most importantly this chapter was amazing💜, Ur literally so talented, THANK U THANK U FOR SHARING THIS STORY WITH USS LIKE IM LITERALLY IN LOVE AND LOOK FORWARD TO ALL UR UPDATES💕✨

I MEAN JKSDKSHDJ HELLO ANON HAHAHA

I kinda already spoiled that a redemption arc would happen;;; IM SORRY THO, I HOPE YOU'LL LIKE IT NONETHELESS! ksjksj

Yoongi a precious bean, he's just dealing with trauma as best as he can to be honest TT NO BUT I AGREE THOUGH, THEY DON'T DESERVE HER LOOOL Jimin can rot , JK is well, a soft bun, BUT STILL SELFISH LOL Namjoon and Tae can leave, idc, Seokie and Hobi at least know to remain quiet, we can give that to them.

Jimin is entitled asf, he knows that what he's doing is wrong but he cannot help it, he's just,,,, frustrating asf LOL

On a side note though, I did ponder a lot before starting this story because I personally believe that what they did is not forgivable. Like, would OC be me, I'd probably never forgive them, whether they meant to hurt or not. However, as I started writing it, it made sense to me that I truly wanted to have traumatized characters while they also have a heavy history, and this history doesn't make them good people. If anything, it makes despicable and really raw. Maybe when you'll hear more from some of their sides, you'll understand how I came to feel that way, but I truly thought of making her fall in love with Raya (actually, my very first draft was that Raya and her were both together when the bonding with JK happened, but it made way too much drama with Raya being jealous, Raya needing to accept JK whether she wanted it or not etc.)

I'm pretty happy with the ending I have in mind, and I do hope that even if it doesn't really fit your idea, you'll come to like it nonetheless TT Though I'm also thinking of maybe doing a spin-off with a Raya ending, so we'll see if this happens one day!!

Thank you so much bub, I can't explain how happy everyone's enthusiasm makes me TT I really hope you won't be too disappointed with OC's choices, I'm trying to find a good balance between her character and my own personality because I don't want to give her the same ending as the one I chose for myself.

I LOVE YOU TAKE CARE ✨✨✨ PLEASE DON'T BE TOO UPSET WITH THE ENDING KSLJDKSJ

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honeymoonjin · 6 years ago

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bts reaction - a video of the two of you goes viral

A/N: requested by a lovely anon :)

JIN

the two of you were always cooking together at the boys’ dorm so you didn’t think any different when some of the others asked you to make them some dinner

little did the two of you know that jungkook and hobi were conspiring against you by placing a little camera they had borrowed off staff and filming the whole thing

as normal, the two of you found your rhythm in preparing and cooking several meats and vegetables, completely unaware that your every movement was being live-streamed on v-live

as you waited for the hot water on the stove to boil, you snuck over and slid yourself under Jin’s arm so that he was trapping you against the bench

“i can’t see the carrots anymore, honey”

“oh, jinnie, who cares about carrots when your beautiful girlfriend is in front of you”

weirdly enough, just like jin loves complimenting himself, he also loves it when you’re confident about your own looks, and you know how to use that to your advantage

jin smiles sweetly down at you and leans in for a kiss, murmuring against your lips “mmm, you’re right, those boys can make themselves dinner for once, i’m in the mood for a little private eatjin”

just as he begins to start grinding his hips against you, jungkook scrambles into the kitchen, just about slipping in his socks

“hyung stop! stop!”

you watch in bewilderment as he opens a slightly ajar cupboard and pulls out a camera, which was pointing straight at you

“what’s going on?”

jungkook waves at the camera with a little laugh and then looks back up at you “we just wanted to prank you guys, but then you had to go and do...that. eugh, it’s burned onto my retinas now”

you blink in shock but your boyfriend doesn’t seem nearly as surprised. “jin..?”

“i saw the red light beeping when i went to get the chopping board”

“you knEW? and you still were going to-”

jin grins cheekily “i wanted to show off my beautiful girlfriend, is that so wrong?”

you keep a neutral face, but you can’t help but blush. “...fine, but let’s continue this show in private, okay?”

YOONGI

when it came to righting serenades to lovers, rap wasn’t generally the best medium

yoongi knew that, so for a while he had been asking jin in secret to help him improve his singing

he knew his hyung had been through trying to learn everything, and he was a great teacher

now, yoongi sat you down on his lap as he sat at the piano, delicate hands wiping down the keys nervously

he’s set up a little camera in the corner because he wanted to record the audio as a demo to send to namjoon, but he couldn’t track down the voice recorder, so a decent camera was just easier

he can just convert it to an audio file later anyway

you lean back and crane your neck around to watch him, but he pushes you back softly so that you’re eyes aren’t on him

he’s nervous as fuck, okay? he’s way out of his comfort zone here

his voice is quiet and a little wobbly but there’s a genuinity there, and it sounds so beautiful with the piano to accompany it

the lyrics are beautiful, and as you feel yourself fall in love with him more and more, you wish you could see his face right now, but you obediently watch him manipulate the white ivory instead

luckily, or perhaps unluckily, a couple of weeks later namjoon accidentally uploads the video version instead of the mp3 version on the official twitter, and it immediately goes viral

you watch it yourself, melting at the way yoongi’s eyes barely glance at the keys as he sings, fixated on you

the song is messed with a little before the release of the next album, but when he performs it in concert, the whole audience sings with him

after hearing the lyrics and seeing the real love that it stemmed from, army have taken it on board as the official song of their love towards BTS

yoongi is over the moon that people have really connected with his song, but still, the best performance of it he ever gave was that first time, when it was just him, you, and the piano

HOSEOK

you can’t dance

you know this. hobi knows this. the rest of bangtan won’t let you forget it.

but unlike the other members who just laugh at your awkward attempts to mimic their choreo during sound check, hobi wants you to be able to enjoy the thing that he loves so much, so he takes it upon himself to teach you

unfortunately, bighit smell profit like blood in the water, and they decide hobi should start doing it as a hope on the street series

so every second tuesday, like clockwork, army get to enjoy a video of (in your c o r r e c t opinion) the hottest guy on the planet deal with the dancing equivalent of a trainwreck

“honestly, seokie, just give up now. it’s been three months and my dancing still looks like i’m fighting a ghost and losing”

“i told you if you stopped flailing so much and just slowed down your arm movements you’d be much better!”

“didn’t you say i should find something that made me unique?!”

and so the sixth episode of this special edition of hope on the street becomes you and hobi pettily arguing and making zero progress

fans in particular tweet a million times about the moment that hoseok gives up, chases you around the studio and then tackles you and straddles you, forcing your surrender

it’s a very suggestive position, so you kinda can’t blame them, but now the problem is that army won’t shut up about getting more of it

they want you to suffer so that they can see how sexy hoseok looks when he gets angry

because holy fuck is he sexy when he gets angry

episode nine has him slapping you in the ass every time you miss your cue

episode eleven features him manhandling you into position when you insist you’re too tired to dance

maybe one day you’ll improve but for now you’re destined to showcase your lack of ability on an international scale with your unbelievably talented boyfriend

NAMJOON

unfortunately as namjoon’s girlfriend, your viral video moment isn’t as pg

namjoon is a real horndog, so it’s become pretty run of the mill for you two to send pictures back and forth

normally it’s on snapchat so that there’s no trace

but namjoon tells you he wants a video he can keep before he goes on tour, so he asks you to send one on your basic messaging service, that way he can save it to his camera roll

namjoon is doing a fanmeet, and they’re playing a game where one of the members streams their phone to the screen behind them and the fans have to guess who it is

most of the other members use mirroring, where the whole screen shows up exactly as it is on the phone, so namjoon assumes its all or nothing

he does his, and once he’s done instead of turning it off like he thinks he has (because his screen is no longer showing up) he’s just turned it to the setting where only videos stream

the fanmeeting is boring af (no offense army) but maybe it’s just because namjoon is missing you rn

he pulls out his phone to take a sneak peek at the video, making sure volume is down, but then your moans blast through the speakers

yup. namjoon is streaming a video of you getting off to the entire hall

fuck fuckfuckfuckfuckfcufkcufckuckfuk

his heart is beating so hard in his chest and his fingers shake as he desperately tries to mess with the settings and stop the video playing, but by the time he does, the whole room is chaos

fans are screaming and squealing and the members are either crying with laughter or look like they just want the ground to swallow them whole

namjoon is certainly the latter

but he laughs awkwardly, apologizes and tries to change the subject

army feel kinda bad for him and the way his cheeks are bright bright red so they let him move on, but you best believe shaky hand-cam videos of namjoon freaking out while his girlfriend’s sex tape plays on the big screen are going viral for MONTHS

JIMIN

in this case, it’s not a single video, but rather a compilation, that goes viral

we been knew that jimin is a slut for attention but one dedicated army scrounged up clips from all over the internet to put together a twelve minute-long video of all the moments of jimin being a needy boyfriend

there’s an entire three-minute section dedicated to his heart-eyes stare when you’re not watching

there’s a low quality video of you which all fans of bts have seen a million times where jimin straight-up grabs your hand and puts it over his dick behind stage after their comeback show

about a million different instances of him feeling you up as a way for you to stop what you were doing and look at him

and then of course there was a supercut of moments from the various Bangtan Bombs you had featured in where he whines and pouts and wiggles his shoulders when you’re chatting with namjoon and not him

the two of you see the video when you keep getting tagged, and while it just makes jimin even more whiny, you have a good laugh over it

in fact, you take it upon yourself to start tweeting some screenshots of jimin being needy, exposing him yourself

“it’s tiring being the girlfriend of an idol, but it’s even more tiring when it’s jiimin!” you tweet

of course, jimin’s feelings are a liiiittle hurt and you have to make it up to him for weeks

(and don’t think the fans don’t notice how jimin suddenly starts acting like he has the biggest dick in town)

(they’re well aware some shit has gone down every time he comes out from backstage only to have red cheeks and a dopey grin)

TAEHYUNG

this is 100% percent tae’s fault

he thought it would be fucking hilarious to post the drunken voicemail you had left him one night when you were out partying with your girls

to be fair, if it was anyone else but you, you would’ve laughed too

but that’s your voice in bubbling sobs confessing your undying love to him so it is most certainly Not Funny, thank you very much

“...and i hope you get a good sleep because you deserve it and i hope that you know how much i love you because when i look at you it’s like all the stars left the sky and they’re in your eyes and you’re so beautiful and i love you so much and sometimes it hurts me inside because you’re so wonderful and magical and. oh also, did we get milk the other day? we’re almost out of milk i think. anyway i just called to let you know i’m staying over at unnie’s place so don’t wait up. okay i love you. no, you hang up first! oh, you don’t wanna hang up on me because you looooooove me too much! goodniiight baby”

and then a solid 43 seconds of you breathing because you forgot to actually hang up, and eventually the recording stops

army think it’s the cutest thing in the world, and tae does too, but of all the beautiful things you’ve done for him in private he chooses to share the drunk one? just rude

#[your ship name]needmilk is the new trending hashtag, and army literally start bringing milk cartons to fanmeetings, telling tae to give it to you

you have too much milk, and not enough dignity

you tell fans this on twitter and then #toomuchmilk replaces it

next time you get drunk, you are determined not to call tae

JUNGKOOK

of all the things you could do with your time, become anonymous amateur porn-stars probably wasn’t the most productive or advisable

but being an idol had given jungkook both a desire to do something without being recognized as the maknae from BTS, and simultaneously a huge fetish for exhibitionism

he’s a performer, it’s in his blood, so why fuck when you can fuck and have people get off to you? that’s what he figures, so the two of you create an account

you’re obviously extremely careful about not showing your faces, and the current system you have set up is putting down a strip of tape on the bed (or wherever you’re fucking as it most certainly varies) where the edge of camera shot reaches

you keep your heads above that line, and no one can see a thing

you also try to keep out any identifying materials in the shot like clothes you’ve worn in public before, or the many figurines jungkook has lying around

maybe what makes the eventual discovery even worse is how long it takes

nobody finds out for well over a year, so there’s a preeetty hefty backlog of videos

in the end, it’s your own stupid mistake that gives it away

jungkook shoots a v-live shortly after the two of you film a video of you two doing it in his studio

you had cleared out the wall so it was just plain black, and even brought in a chair from a different room so that no one for whatever reason would recognise jungkook’s gaming chair

but he’s so blissed out from you riding him and giving him one of the best orgasms of his life that he makes a rookie mistake

he forgets to take off the blue masking tape that lies in a rough square on the wall

when he returns his studio back to the way it was and goes live, one army who clearly was also a fan of your porn videos notices the tape and mentions it in the comments

soon enough the numbers of the chat peak and fall crazily as fans leave the live to go check the pornsite and your most recent vid, and come back to compare it to his studio

jungkook tries to pretend like he’s not noticing the stream of comments talking about how hot he looks and how good his moans sound, but he realises he never wanted it to be this way

he wanted to keep this and his videos separate, and now he’s made an irreversible mistake

he shuts off the v-live without warning and runs down to namjoon’s room in tears, asking what to do

in the end the issue is resolved by deleting the channel immediately, and very few people actually thought to take anything more than a screenshot, but jungkook knows he won’t be seen as a baby boy maknae ever again

(namjoon also realizes that for the past five months he’s been unwittingly jacking it religiously to jungkook fucking his girlfriend)

(he doesn’t tell jungkook this)

#bts smut #bts reaction #bts fic #bts x reader

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penny-beee · 6 years ago

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surprise surprise

Word count: 2.5k

Genre: fluff

Summary: you’re an idol and friends with Monsta X, who happen to move in down the hall from your apartment and your feelings for Wonho become known to him.

I had just finished my stage for the night, my ankles wanting to fall off from my legs, they carried me to my dressing room. My manager Soora stood in the middle of the room, phone in hand, ready to leave.

“Hey, let me change and then we can go.” I spoke, harshly as my voice had been heavily used throughout the long night.

“Alright, you also have a photo shoot at Vogue tomorrow, so I advise sleeping as soon as we get home.” She warned as she left the room so I could change.

I grabbed my overnight bag and took out my distressed boyfriend jeans, black turtleneck sweater and black docs. I slipped into my new clothing and threw my old stuff onto hangers for my people to come collect and wash. I put a white overcoat on my frail shoulders, picking up my purse and heading out of the cold and empty room. Soora was standing earnestly at the end of the hall, the keys to my G-Wagon in one of her palms, smiling I grabbed the keys and told her to follow me. We walked silently to the parking garage, careful of not being caught as it was just her and I walking.

Soora has been by my side since grade three, she was an exchange student from Korea and had been shy to everyone but me. We became friends quickly and have been inseparable since, I followed her to Korea for a change of scenery when I was eighteen, we had gotten our own apartment and she had started working at JYP Ent. while I was working at a school teaching English to children. She came home one day saying JYP wanted a new solo artist and she showed him a video of me singing one night to my parents. Proud of herself she talked me into going to the agency and being signed without any former training. JYP just said “with a voice that good and a talent for the piano, we don’t need training.” And here I am, six years later, driving a maroon wrapped G-Wagon, my own high rise apartment in Gangnam, and my best friend managing me everyday.

Before I could count to ten I had pulled up to my building, the tall glass windows sparkled in the moonlight, one reason I loved coming home so late. I parked in the numbered spot for me, Soora sniffled as she opened her door. We both walked in silence to the elevator, nothing new from us. We knew better than to talk when we were both exhausted from work. A hushed groan came from my lips as we entered the second to top floor. Brown boxes lined a few of the walls, new neighbors?

“Looks like we have new neighbors, wanna go say hi?” Soora offered.

“Why not, I’m sure it’s another old couple.”

Sighing, I grazed over to the opened door. Loud raps came from a speaker I could see on the window seal. A man peaked from around the corner. Ki-hyun?

“Ki-hyun? Why didn’t you tell me you were moving?” I chuckled, walking in now as if I owned his place.

“We’ve been so busy, it’s only Wonho, Minhyuk and I though. The other four are in the apartment underneath us.” He sounded out of breath when he spoke, like he had been running laps on a high school track.

“Oh. Well do you need any help unpack-“

“(Y/n) we gotta get you to bed actually. Remember the early schedule.” Soora chimed in, an awkward chuckle left her lips.

“Ah that’s right, hey, after the photo shoot tomorrow I can come help?”

“Uh, I think so. I think Minhyuk is gonna go to dinner with Jooheon and Hyunwoo, so it’ll be us and Hoseok.” Winking at the end of his dastardly sentence, I softly hit his shoulder. He knew how I felt about Hoseok, even if Hoseok himself didn’t know; it was still embarrassing.

Flashing Ki an ungrateful smile, I turned on my heel and looped my arm into Soos’. Her and I paced to my front door at the end of the hall, I punched in my four digit code and waited for the beeping to stop so the door could unlock. Swinging the wooden brick open, the moon lit up the apartment just perfectly. My wall of windows never kept me unsatisfied, Soora and I had rented the apartment together to save money.

To the left was a spacious kitchen, white marble counter tops with black cabinets sat still. A rice cooker and a fancy espresso machine being the two appliances I used most sat away from each other. A big plant took up the middle of the island, just above the stove top, and diagonal from the bar stools. As we walk in, a big grey sectional gazed out at the big city lights, a white fur rug was squished underneath, adding some texture to the solids. My favorite part was the glass coffee table, three books on Vogue Italia stacked up on the corner. A 60” tv looked down on the watcher, on the slick white wall that was just right of the couch. Down the hall to our left, sat three doors. Sooras room, her bathroom and my bedroom door. My room being to the right, opening up the white plank, a California king mattress laid on the floor in the upper corner, letting me wake up every morning to a beautiful skyline. White sheets thrown around the bed kept it relatable, a few pillows half off the bed. The back walls were all window, a few being able to open so a nice breeze could come in now and again, the two other walls that were pure masonry, held planters and a few family pictures. The wall adjacent from my master bed held a huge 72” tv, and an old white dresser my aunt had given me gave itself a home underneath the massive electronic. The last wall with the planters only kept my master bath and closet. Nothing special, my room smelled of rich perfumes and earthy plants.

I kicked off my Docs and fell onto my custom mattress. ‘Help Hoseok unpack or stay home and pretend to be sick?’ I weighed the options in my head. Hoseok debuted after I did, all of Monsta X did, so I am their sunbae, but I’m also younger, so every time I see Hoseok or Changkyun they’re extremely awkward, like they don’t know how to address me. For Hoseok I think it’s freaking adorable, but for Changkyun I think he’s just teasing me at this point, as he’s always been like an annoying older brother.

Sighing, I closed my eyes and shifted in the sheets to get comfortable. Drifting off into the world of incoherent thoughts and dreams.

The next day had passed slowly, I had been in about four outfits and four makeup looks, ranging from editorial to girl next door. Soora had gone to get me two rolls of kimbap, leaving me alone to do the interview. They questioned me on my techniques and private life, but nothing about who I am as a person, so I have them the most interesting stories and examples I could, in the end gaining their interest in my more.

“We have a deal with a few brands that we want to recommend you to, would you be up for it?” The man asked me, he had put his recorder and notebook away.

“With all due respect, I love making music and I love modeling. But I’m already so busy as it is, and I need to focus on myself at the moment, but if the offer is open at any time I would love to call you when my mind changes.” I politely declined his offer.

As much as I love modeling, I’m not just a pretty face. I have heart and character. The interview had rubbed me the wrong way, as he didn’t care about me personally and only my love life and secrets on music. So I declined.

“Alright, well here’s my card then. The issue will be in this months magazine, we’re gonna try to put you on the cover as well as a few pages for the interview.” He takes a smile and handed me his paper card.

Thanking him contently, I went to the changing room. Soora stood there with her face plastered on her phone. Stuffing her face with out of her kimbaps. “You should’ve taken it.” She sighed.

“Yeah I know but he doesn’t care about me, he cares about the money. So whatever. I’m still selling out arenas of fifty thousand almost every night.” Giggling at my random burst of confidence, I skipped to the bag that held my change of clothes. I pulled out a pair of black Nike joggers and a matching black nike sweater. To counteract I added a pair of maroon Adidas.

“Let’s go, we have to help Ki and Hoseok.” I chanted, grabbing my foil wrapped meal and bags.

“You mean ‘your-seok?” She giggles at me, standing up quickly and slapping my butt.

“Hey! Not funny, I don’t like him that much!” I shouted as I chased after her.

We had arrived at the apartment building and walked up the stairs to the seventeenth floor since we needed to work off the food we had just stuffed into our empty bellies. Again Ki-hyun left the door open, boxes still sat against the blank taupe colored walls.

“Boys?” I called out, Soora had decided to go home and take a nap so I entered alone.

“Hey! (Y/n)-ah.” Hoseok called, rushing over to give me a comforting hug. He smelled of ramen and cologne, not too surprising.

“Hi Seokie. Where’s Kiki?” I asked him, he better not have ditched on purpose.

“Oh he decided to go get food with the boys.” Hoseok gave me a gummy smile, twisting his frame ever so slightly. “He also told me a secret. I apparently have to keep it from you.” He chuckled at his candor.

“What the hell Seok! Why mention it if you can’t tell me?!” I shouted, the one thing I hated more than anything was when people started a sentence and didn’t finish it or said they had something they wanted to tell me but couldn’t. ‘Why bring it up?’

“You’ll see, it’s okay.” He smirked his left eye almost closing at his effort. “Okay, go bring in the boxes that say kitchen. You can organize the kitchen since you have good decorating skills.” He smiled, his hand lingered on my shoulder as he turned to walk away. Something was off about him.

I followed his request and squatted down for the cardboard. Both about twenty-five pounds each, luckily they were stacked on top of each other so I could easily grab them. Few beads of sweat fell down my neck, trailing under my warm sweater. I placed them on his granite island, the boxes coming up about a foot taller than me. Hoseok came out of his room shirtless, a pair of Nike workout shorts only wrapped around his torso, his hair was damp from sweat that had collected as he moved the furniture in his room. He walked with a slight waddle as he made his way to the stainless fridge, grabbing a water bottle he chugged it down.

A soft chuckle left his now damp esophagus. “Don’t stare too much (y/n) your eyes might break.”

Awkwardly, I snapped out of my trance and reached up for the highest box, bringing it down to my height. Two arms surrounded my body, vainy hands perched on the counter, I could feel his chest muscles slightly tensing. “Why didn’t you tell me you find me attractive and/or like me?” He questioned, I was frozen.

Clearing my throat, I gained some of my normal confidence and spun around, now being at an equal level to his chin. I gazed up at his brown orbs. “I’m a busy person.” Was all that came flowing out. ‘What the hell, (y/n)?!’ I internally shouted. Of all things to say, that was all that came out.

“Ah, and you think I’m not?”

“No, I don’t want to start something I can’t finish.” I shrugged halfheartedly, or.. ‘I’m too scared to start something that I know won’t be reciprocated.’ I repeated to myself.

“ What if I want to make it work and finish?” He questioned, a slight pout left his plump lips. His body came closer to mine, pinning me to the counter.

“Hey, I’m sweaty from helping..” I tried to counter argue.

No movement from him. “I don’t care, tell me you don’t want to kiss me right now and I’ll stop and we can pretend nothing happened.” His damn lips were a marketing tactic for a long ride ahead, figuratively and literally. “That’s what I thought.” And his lips met mine, as simple as that. No crazy intricate ‘fireworks’ or cheesy quotes. Just two adults making out in the kitchen.

He pulled away, his hand under my jawline, thumb pressed to my cheek. A kind and shy smile spread upon his cute face. “How long have you kept these feelings from me?” I questioned him, my hands were laid softly on his lower back. Pulling him in more, no space between our vastly different bodies.

“About three months? When you started your latest come back?” When I had come over drunk the night of my MV release and baked cookies all night.. the night I was so trashed I danced to the poppy music I grew up to and baked in his sweatshirt I found lying on the couch. The morning him and Jooheon woke up to me passed out on the couch with a plate of cookies sleeping on my stomach. “I didn’t think I would like you this much, but I’m glad it is being reciprocated. You lying there on my couch in my sweater, chocolate faced and cuddling a plate of sweets. Damn, I couldn’t help it.” He chuckled, stretching the back of his damp neck with his fingertips.

“You ate all those cookies before I even woke up..” I awkwardly laughed at his tender confession.

“Well, would you like to officially go on a date? Or just stand in this position?” He winked, knowing he was shirtless and sweaty, he grabbed my chin between his index finger and thumb and pecked my lips. “Get ready princess, I have an idea.”

And with that, three years later, here I lay, my head in the crook of my now fiancés neck. The morning sun muted from the white curtains that swayed in the breeze. We had gotten a new apartment, not as fancy as the last but definitely bigger. His muscular arms were secured around me, almost protectively so I couldn’t leave him in the middle of the night for water. His light snores and hushed speaking silenced as his eyes opened. Looking down, he saw my gaze and smiled wholeheartedly. Hugging me tighter, we laid engulfed in each other’s realities.

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