#that's why all my Hobie photos are directly from the movie

[the-cat-and-the-birdie]

Everytime you post a fic with fanart but don't credit the artist (or you choose to credit them at the bottom) - just know Hobie sees. Miguel sees. They see and they are judging you very deeply for taking the labor of artists without permission

HE SEES YOU I SEE YOU THE ARTIST SEES YOU TOO WE ALL SEE YOU 📸📸📸PLEASE STOP

IT'S SO INCREDIBLY DISRESPECTFUL ON SO MANY LEVELS

[blu-joons]

BTS Reaction: You Make Them Cry Happy Tears

Jin:

“Happy birthday Seokjin,” you smiled, waving hello to your boyfriend on the other end of the FaceTime call. “Have you had a good day?”

“Not bad, it’s not the same without you though, I can’t believe this is the first year you’ll miss my birthday.” You smiled sympathetically, seeing the hurt in his eyes. You’d tried to plan around his birthday with work, but nothing seemed possible in order to go and see him. “Where are you off to anyway?” He asked.

You chuckled, your eyes flicking either side of you to check the numbers on the door. “I’ve just come out of a meeting,” you lied, “yeah, it was a really boring one too.” He lightly smirked, having begged you to be there for his birthday because work was too boring to be at anyway.

“Sorry.” Jin was disturbed by a knock at the door, quickly excusing himself. Meanwhile, you brought your hand back down to slide into your jean pocket. He opened the door, his phone falling to the floor as you smiled before him. “W-what?”

“You didn’t think I’d actually miss your birthday, did you?” Jin grabbed your hand, pulling you into his hotel room, lifting you up and spinning you around.

“I thought…what about work?” You chuckled, shutting him up with a kiss to the lips. The familiar taste of your strawberry gloss lingered on his lips, the realisation dawning that there you were wrapped in his arms. He tried to stop them, but hot tears rolled down his cheeks.

You wiped away quickly at his tears, his dazzling smile flashing. “You’re not supposed to cry; you’re supposed to be happy.”

“I am happy,” he informed you, “this is honestly the best birthday present I could have ever wished for.” You ran your hand down his chest, stopping at the hem of his shirt, lifting it slightly to reveal his abs.

“You know, your birthday isn’t over yet, if you’ve got time for one more present?”

Yoongi:

The two of you laid in bed, you reached down to hand Yoongi the present you’d hidden underneath the bed the night before. “Happy anniversary,” you whispered, pressing a soft kiss to his cheek. “I know we said no presents, but I just wanted to do something nice.”

Yoongi smiled down at you, laughing as you hid your face with your hands. It wasn’t much, but you thought after spending so many years together you’d do something nice to celebrate. He tore the silver wrapping paper away, revealing the scrapbook you’d put together over the last couple of weeks whilst he was away.

“Wow,” he whispered, his hand running over the front cover, “did you make all this?” You nodded, watching on as he turned the first page.

The book was full of memories the two of you had shared, trinkets that Yoongi would never have thought of keeping, like the boarding pass from your first holiday together, a shell you collected on your third date at the beach, and the first ever postcard he sent you whilst on tour. As well as that you also got several photos printed of the two of you together, writing little messages throughout the book telling him how much you loved him and cared for him.

Closing the book, you finally looked at Yoongi. His eyes were brimming with tears, his hand shook lightly trying to hold back his sobs. “Yoongi, I’m sorry, I didn’t think this would make you cry,” you apologised, wiping away the few tears that fell.

“No, jagi, these are happy tears. You have no idea how touched I am you made this book, it’s the perfect reminder of how lucky I am to have you in my life.” You reached up, delicately placing your lips to his.

You reopened the book, Yoongi watching closely, “there’s still some blank pages for us to add a few more photos in.” Yoongi nodded, whilst you reached for your phone, opening the camera. “Smile!”

The flash of the camera made him jump as he realised what you’d done. “No!” He chuckled, “you can’t put a photo of me crying in the book.”

“You look adorable love, you know, I think this is the first time I’ve ever seen you cry. It’s a momentous occasion and I want to save it. And, I promise not to show the boys a photo of Min Yoongi crying.” He leaned down towards you, his gummy smile appearing, “we’ll keep it our little secret.”

“I can’t say no to that.”

Hoseok:

“Cut!” The director shouted once more, only infuriating the fire in Hoseok further. He’d been working on his music video for most of the day, continuously texting you about how bossy the director was. It hurt to know how upset he was getting, so you decided to book the afternoon off work and head down to decide him.

As soon as your eyes landed on Hobi you wanted to run to him, you could see how upset he was, running his hands through his hair.

“Anyone would think you didn’t want this done by today,” the director snarled directly at Hobi. He’d lost all fight in him to fight back, but you hadn’t.

“Excuse me,” you shouted, standing in front of his face, “you’re paid to be the director, maybe if you did your job a bit better people wouldn’t have to constantly retake because they didn’t know what they were doing.” Hobi came over and stood beside you, wrapping his arm around your waist. “We’ll be taking a break now.”

You led Hobi to one of the empty dressing rooms, sitting him down and grabbing him a bottle of water. A few tears rolled down his cheeks, a sign of his frustrations and tiredness.

“Hobi,” you whispered, running your hands comfortingly through his hair, “you don’t need to cry sweetie, it’s going to be fine.”

“It will be thanks to you, sunshine, I couldn’t withstand much more, but luckily here you were, looking after me like usual.”

You leaned across the table, resting your forehead on his, pecking the tip of his nose, “I will always be here to protect you Hobi, you don’t ever have to worry about that.”

“I know, you really are the best jagi.”

Namjoon:

The Parisian crowd sang back Idol word for word, Namjoon’s eyes scanned the arena, taking in the thousands of army bombs before him. It was one of his favourite things to do, see the smiling faces of all the fans in the arena. He walked down, checking out all of them in the front row, his eyes suddenly falling on a familiar face.

He froze, raising his glasses to sit on top of his face. You smiled back, lightly waving, blowing him a kiss. Once he had convinced himself you were really there, he collapsed to the floor, burying his head in between his knees. His chest rose and fell as the tears freely fell.

You chose not to tell him you’d be at the gig that night, much rather surprising him with your presence after nearly a month apart. You desperately wanted to jump over the barrier and give him a hug, but the security was too close to be able to.

Instead he jumped off the stage, sprinting to you, pulling you into his chest. “Joonie don’t cry babe, I’m here.” Knowing you were here was the best feeling in the world as his hands ran through the ends of your hair. “You’re doing so well, I’m so proud of you, look at the thousands of fans.”

“They don’t matter,” he whispered into your ear, “only you. All I see right now is you.”

The members all watched on, Hobi too shedding a tear for his leader. He pulled away and laced his hand in with his own, squeezing it gently. “Jagiya, I’m so happy to see you, I’ve really missed you these past few days.”

“I’ve missed you too Namjoonie, that’s why I flew here, I just wanted to see your handsome face.” An embarrassed blush grew on his cheeks, hiding the tear stains from moments earlier. “Get back on the stage and kick ass, we’ll have a proper reunion later.” He nodded, doing as he was told. “I’ll be watching,” you smiled.

“Good.”

Jimin:

You guided Jimin round into the garden, your hands covering his eyes. You counted down from three, moving aside to reveal three of the most important people in his life. His mother, father, and younger brother.

Just a couple of days ago he’d mentioned in conversation how much he was missing them all, so you decided to fly them to your home, knowing just how much it would mean to them. You stood back with a smile as the family embraced, his parents were thrilled to see their son in good health, whilst he brother instantly decided to give Jimin a slap around the ear.

“How did you guys get here?” Jimin asked, glancing between the three of them.

“It was all Y/N.”

It was only when he spun around to look at you did you notice the tears that fell down his cheeks. He walked over to you; arms wide for you to walk into. “Thank you,” he repeatedly whispered, covering every inch of your face with a kiss. “I can’t believe you actually did this just for me.”

“I could see how much you missed them Jiminie, and they all missed you, it’s honestly no big deal.”

He shook his head, this was massive to him, it meant more than he could ever express with words. “You’ve no idea how much having my family here means to me, I feel like finally I have all my family back together again.”

“I can tell, by the tears streaming down your cheeks,” you teased, wiping them away for him. “Just enjoy having them here, for me.”

“Of course, I will.” He replied, sweetly kissing your lips. “Oh, and I wasn’t crying, I just had something in my eye.

“Yeah right, you just keep telling yourself that.”

Taehyung:

The door slammed, an obvious sign that Taehyung was home after what was bound to be yet another stressful day at the studio. The whole band were under immense pressure for comeback, but being Taehyung’s girlfriend, you felt the brunt of it. Despite your best attempts to try and look after him, he continued to work late into the night.

So, tonight you’d decided to take it upon yourself to make sure Tae took a couple of hours to look after himself. You’d set up an evening with all his favourites, food, movies, blankets, anything you could find.

You stood up to greet him, pulling him into you. “Hey,” you mumbled, pressing a kiss to the side of his head. “Bad day?”

“The worst.” You sighed, intertwining your hands, guiding him into the living room. “I just can’t seem to get this melody no matter how hard I try, then the choreography is just hard and…woah!” His eyes took in the sight before him, completely astonished by the set up.

“Surprise,” you whispered, feeling him pull you into him. His head rested on top of yours, picking out each individual bit around the room. “I thought maybe we could just have a night to calm you down, remind you that you don’t always have to an idol, and it’s alright to be human.”

Taehyung didn’t reply, but you could feel a few damp tears falling on top of his head, listening to him sniffing a little to try and stop his tears. “Tae,” you whispered, placing your hand firmly on his chest, “what’s the matter, is there something wrong with it all?”

“No,” he quickly responded, “it’s the complete opposite, it’s absolutely perfect.”

“Really?”

“Yeah,” he smiled, kissing the top of your head, “you are honestly perfect. I’ve been terrible to you recently with all of this at work, and yet still you decide to be so kind and generous, looking after me when I’ve been nothing but a pain, you really have no idea how much all of this and you mean to me. Thank you so much.”

“You’re more than welcome Tae.”

Jungkook:

Watching the tired expressions of all the boys in their latest interview in America shattered your heart. Their schedules were insane, leaving limited time for sleep. Of course, your heart ached most for your Kookie. He was still so young; his life was overwhelming for him at the best of times.

As soon as he sat on the camera to you he forced a smile, assuring you that he was taking the best care of himself, but you knew otherwise, his eyes had lost their shine, they were running on empty with the rest of him.

Which is why just a day later you found yourself backstage at their gig in San Francisco. After an excruciating call with Big Hit, begging them to fly you out, they finally agreed and arranged all your transport to get to Jungkook. You waited patiently in the dressing room, your leg nervously bouncing until the door opened.

Namjoon was aware of your plan, making sure Jungkook was the first to enter the room. Instantly his eyes landed on you, but quickly to the table of food, then fell back on you, his orbs widened, convincing himself that it was in fact you stood before him.

“Kookie,” you chuckled, running up to him, holding his tired body in his arms. As soon as he felt your skin on his he collapsed, burying his head into the crook of your neck.

“Y/N,” he whispered, squeezing you tighter. You struggled for breath as he refamiliarized himself with your touch, immediately feeling all the energy fill back into his body. “I can’t believe you’re here.”

He pulled away from you, staring at you with tearstained cheeks. “Oh baby,” you giggled, wiping away at his cheeks, “what are you crying for?”

“Because I’ve needed you, and now you’re here. And you took it upon yourself to come, and see me, and make me happy, I’m just really happy to see you.” Each word was broken by little sobs that escaped him, your heart pounding with love for the dark-haired boy before you.

You leaned forwards, pressing your lips to his, “I’m going to look after you Jungkook, and first things first, you need sleep.”

He didn’t need telling twice, guiding you to one of the sofas. “Cuddle,” he murmured into your ear, pulling you down on top of him. As soon as his eyes shut, he was out like a light, his arm wrapped around your waist. “Mm, love you jagi.”

“Love you more JK.”

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Masterlist

[monochromaticinsignias]

BTS Reactions/Scenario #1

> So I was in the middle of writing ‘Inception’ when I suddenly got this request, so whyyyyy not? This is the first time I’ve ever written reaction/s and I hope it lives up to anon’s request~

He shouts at you for something that ‘you’ broke

Jin —

With Jin being soft and caring, you would never think he could shout at you as loud as Hoseok does at practice. When he had stumbled upon your house to find broken pieces of the mug he had given you as a gift for your fifth anniversary, he was beyond livid. 

He knew you were clumsy and tend to break things a lot, but he always thought that with his gifts; you’d be a whole lot careful, but turns out otherwise. 

He couldn’t help but feel mad as he basically scolded you as you sat at the couch, pained look spread across your features as you try to explain how everything turned out this way.

You were using drinking your usual beverage in it when the maknae line came barging into your house, movies and chips in hands. Taehyung, being an excited goofball, hugged you while squealing, thus causing you to let go of the mug. 

Jin was seeing red as he continued scolding you on how you should be more careful, unaware of your breaking facade as you trail away from him and into the confines of your haven. Before he could actually scream at you to get back and listen, Taehyung and the two boys came entering with an exact replica of what he had given you present in the latter’s hands.

He felt guilty after Taehyung explained everything, and felt really bad that he didn’t let you speak up. Knowing that you’re more than upset than he is, he would stay lingering on your bedroom door. 

Silently pleading for you to open up and forgive him.

Yoongi —

Angering, or annoying Yoongi is difficult. He’s a calm, timid person who likes to keep arguments low, steady, and harmless. But when he came in the house, expecting to see you happy and ready to greet him, he finds Namjoon inside as well. 

The two of you were in a heated debate, with a broken lamp shade laying in between you. You weren’t shouting, and neither was he, but anyone could feel the tension rising and intensifying the more the two of you stood ground.

Since he just came home from a stressful work at the studio, he would be rather cranky and scold you for ruining the fourth lamp that year. The other three having been broken by your clumsy friends. 

He would keep you grounded as he try to explain to you -without entirely lashing out- how it’s just annoying that you keep breaking things and how he has to replace them every time.

But it was his steady and eerie low voice that made you nervous and afraid of him. His cold eyes said it all, how he was annoyed and how he’s infuriated.

When you looked down at the broken lamp, unable to clear your name, Namjoon stepped forward to his hyung and bowed down. Apologizing profusely because he was actually the one who broke it. A loss for words, Yoongi would feel panicked and would turn to straightly say sorry for how stupid he was for accusing you.

But you were already gone.

Hoseok —

Having Hobi mad would be once in a blue moon, literally. This ray of sunshine is happy 24/7 that his attitude would drop instantly when he goes berserk. 

So when you and Jin stand, jaw opened, with a broken speaker in your trembling hands, you didn’t know what to do. The speaker was a gift to you from his lovely sister, and you didn’t want Hobi to think you didn’t value it that much that you were able to actually wreck it—even if it was Jin’s fault; who was making you chase him for the speaker in his clutch, when he suddenly tripped, and the item went flying from his hands and came crashing to the wall with such accuracy that it shattered.

Hoseok came home with a smile that vanished the second he saw the product of his sister’s hardship broken in your hands.

He threw his bag down and went straight to your shrinking form, livid and seeing red. He slowly stated why you were so reckless, then went into full shout when you couldn’t answer him how you broke it. His hands were literally shaking, he couldn’t control himself. 

It was a gift from his hardworking sister and you just.. broke it.

Right when he was about to rant, Jin steps in between, separating you from your annoyed lover. Jin apologizes simply and sincerely for it was his fault, and promises to buy an exact one like it. 

Shocked to the core, he would not notice you leaving with tear stained cheeks. You couldn’t tell how it was Jin’s fault and leave Hobi annoyed at his brother who he had been with longer. 

When he came back to his senses, Hoseok would chase after you and hold your wrist to keep you at place, whispering your name softly. But when you looked at him with fear, and with the quick retraction of your hand, his heart broke.

You were afraid of him.

Namjoon —

When you told Namjoon at your usual -let’s-catch-up’ days of how your laptop broke down because coffee was spilled directly on it and how you lamented because your grades dropped since your projects were all in it, he couldn’t help but feel annoyed.

It was your clumsy mistake that led you to your downfall, after all. 

So right there, at the café, he berated you about how stupid you were. About how you didn’t think enough to actually have a back up data, and to how your grades fell because of your doing. His talking is silent and calm, but the words he used took such a toll on you that you excused yourself to the bathroom as quick as you could before your beady eyes could drop a tear.

Shaking his head in sheer disappointment, Namjoon leans on his chair and rethinks about how you need to improve your cautiousness, the table vibrates gently. Surprised, he looks down to see your abandoned phone with an unread message showing up on the screen.

It read Yoongi.

Confused as to why his hyung would message you, he typed in the password he knew too well and decided to take a peek himself.

Yoongie : I’m really sorry for yesterday, [Y/n]. I didn’t meant to spill my drink when you were working. 

Shocked, Namjoon feels all sorts of negativity dissipate entirely from that simple message. He had just berated you in public for being clumsy, in front of eyes that stared at you. All for a mistake that was not your doing. 

When you appear back from the bathroom and plop yourself in front of him with an obviously forced smile, his facade drops. 

He didn’t know how to apologize.

Jimin —

Jimin adored wearing things that matched with you, thus the growing pile of matching items and clothings that lined your wardrobe. So when he came into your room with a large smile and a bag in his hands that contained another couple shirt, he fell silent when he saw shreds of fabric that came from the couple shirt he bought for you. 

You were at your bed, stitching them back up into place, but you had frozen when you spotted him at the door frame. A stutter of his name leaving your lips.

Jimin honestly felt betrayed, and hurt, then mad.

If you didn’t like the idea of wearing couple stuff, you could’ve just told him instead of wrecking everything that he had given you! It hurt his heart so much that he let his emotions took over, planting in his mind that you hated anything that had to do with sharing stuff with him. Even with the image of you trying to stitch it back together, it didn’t cross his mind.

So with tearful eyes, he screamed at you exactly how his heart felt that moment. in his eyes. 

He screamed about how hurt he was, how you could have just at least hid them away—not rip those to pieces. 

In the middle of his rant, Jungkook would enter with a bunch of sewing materials. Shocked and fearful at seeing him standing there, being the intelligent boy he was, he picked up the puzzle pieces and began apologizing profusely about how he thought it was his hyung’s shirts. 

He wanted to prank him back when Jimin took most of Jungkook’s stuff and placed them in the bin.

Jimin, his spirit drained away from shock, stared at your still form on the bed. Your fingers lightly bleeding because of your trembling hands that tried to continued stitching the pieces back in place, only having the needle pierce your fingers instead.

He would stammer an apology, and would cry out the second he saw a tear dripped down your cheek.

Taehyung —

Taehyung went from happy to instant bonkers when he spotted you trying to dry off the album he had worked so hard on and gave it to you as a personal gift from his heart. 

You were tearing up as well, but he didn’t get why. 

You ruined his hardwork, why would you be the one to cry and not him?

Confused and utterly enraged, Taehyung would scream at you. Ignoring your flinching when his voice picked up in volume, forcefully ripping away the album from your hands and taking it in his clutch.

The photos he had taken and some of which are with you are drenched, some colours blending in with others, with the remaining ones being blurred. 

It was utterly destroyed.

All his hardwork—for you.

Down the drain.

He would raise it in the air and throw it somewhere, but stopped when he realized Hoseok was now in front of him, seemingly trying to guard the trembling girl behind him.

Taehyung would understand the situation, you had mistaken him for something he would never do. You thought he was going to hit you, and it broke him when he finally took notice of how scared you were of him. 

Hoseok would sternly look at him and say how he admits he was at fault, for he had spilled water on it when he was delivering drinks to the rest of the team. You had took it home and tried drying it.

The younger man would fall silent, tears gathering in his eyes as he shuffled to take you in his arms. But before he could, you would jump away from him in fear, scanning him up and down as if he’s hostile. 

Taehyung would cry out for you, falling to his knees and apologizing over and over again for hurting you.

Jungkook —

You were playing video games with Jimin using the console your beloved Kookie had given you for your 21st birthday for hours on end. It was a player vs player, so button mashing was in the statement. Apparently, a strong guy like him held it way too hard, and pushed the the buttons way too much. 

Yeah, it was broken.

In a panic, you would send Jimin to the shelves of your room to find the extra spare controller you had in case Jungkook broke one. And in a rush to help you, he would do as you say as you examine the damage done on the item.

The buttons were really, and literally, all the way in the controller itself. Gosh, who knew that man could be such a beast for button mashing?

In the middle of your episode, Jungkook would walk in, eyes wide and jaw open as he spotted the broken controller in your hands. As a gamer who valued things so much, he would be beyond livid.

In less than a second, he would rush to you and snatch it away. Eyes wide in fury as he wasted no time to bellow about how expensive it was to buy for you, only to find out you’d break it in less than two years. Still young and rather foolish, Jungkook would listen to his pride instead to you, he would literally demand to take whatever he gave to you away and simply not give anything anymore because you’re too ‘careless’.

Just as he was about to shout at how annoyed he was, Jimin came barreling in the room with the spare controller. Jungkook immediately went silent as he put two and two together. You always were someone who liked to keep spares, but that didn’t count when you still broke what he gave you—

—His thoughts were cut off short when Jimin solemnly frowned at him and apologized for wrecking the gift he had given you. Lost for words, Jungkook would slowly look at you. 

Only to see the black screen of the TV, the console back in it’s box and games placed inside, right in front of him. You didn’t say anything as you gently took the controller from Jimin, thanking him before placing it on the box. 

Croaking out your name similar to how a child is about to wail, Jungkook would block your way of departure. Already apologizing for how he shouldn’t have brought it that far. But the only thing you ever did was apologize for how ‘careless’ you were before you left him.

Alone with an unsure heart of regret.

Masterlist

That’s it! I hope you enjoyed it, anon!

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[blumiin]

Lie to Me | 06

You couldn’t imagine that your short stay in Stockholm would eventually lead to meeting three boys which are definitely keeping some big secrets. - Now, getting more and more involved with them, you slowly find out about their past and what happened to them to become like this. 

Genre: Angst, Fluff, Gang AU Who: BTS Jimin x Reader Word count: 3,9 K

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9

It was late but the streets in Seoul gave you the feeling that it was still day. It surely is one of the cities that never sleeps. Streetlights were shining brightly, artists were performing and masses of people were still awake and were sitting in bars or were on their way to the club. You were jealous that you couldn’t be one of them, just having a good time, not worrying about anything. However, at the same time you were sure that everyone out there has his or her own stories and problems, which you as a stranger can’t see. For that one moment, for that one good night, they maybe lie to themselves, pretend that everything is alright and forget all their problems.

This is what you tried to do after your own story took an interesting turn one month ago. You didn’t want to admit it but you couldn’t get him out of your head. There goes the plan about forgetting him. If you knew that his answer would have left such an impact on you, you probably never would have taken up the courage to ask him. It was ridiculous how affected you were, avoiding telling others about your stay in Stockholm and at the same time not stopping reminiscing about your encounter with Jimin.  You even asked yourself, what would have been if you never met these three boys. Would you still meet them one day, after all they’re Yoongi’s friends or better to say gang members. At least you would be not so worried about seeing them again, especially Jimin.

You tried asking Yoongi about him, how he’s doing, obviously you never directly spoke about Jimin, you just asked about everyone, hoping that your brother will mention him, but he didn’t. His usual answer would be: ‘They’re doing fine. I will say hi to them from you.’ That was is it. You got no more information out of him and you were disappointed.

However, approximately two weeks after you came back from Stockholm, you got a message from an unknown number:

Hi. 

It’s Jungkook. Why did we all not exchange numbers? :D :D Anyway, I got your number from Taehyung. I just wanted to know how you are doing and send you that picture of you when you were looking at the sunset.

The picture he attached was truly stunning. Actually, you got one from him when you were saying goodbyes with everyone on it but this one was another photo he took without you noticing. You could just see your silhouette and the sky, which was colored in a mix of red and orange. You were totally over the moon receiving a message from him and that photo. Soon after you began to write him regularly and you enjoyed it, slowly getting your mind off Jimin.  

Jungkook was probably the only one you were truly anticipating seeing again. On the other side, there was that silver haired boy, who you wanted to avoid on all costs. This clash of emotions made you feel weird in your stomach and you nervously gripped your jacket, when the car stopped in front of the house.

You quickly made your way out of the vehicle and waited until Yoongi opened the big gate, which led to an inner courtyard. You had to let out a light chuckle when you saw the mess all over the house and slowly started to relax when you realized that this wasn’t the scary, dark place you expected it to be. It was just a normal house with chaotic occupants.

“We’re here,” Yoongi said as he closed the gate.

A tall brown-haired guy came over and greeted you and Luna excitedly.

“Hi! I am Jin. I am so happy to finally meet you. Are you hungry? – I can cook you something.” You just smiled at him because you were a bit taken aback by his friendly behavior, getting a glimpse of his puppy-like face and plump lips.

“We already ate. Is Namjoon here?” Yoongi quickly answered him.

“No he is still out.”

Yoongi nodded and you all made your way to their living room where you took a seat. For a few minutes, it was very awkward because no one said anything, but Jin took the initiative to speak.

“You might wonder why I know about you. Well, I guess some secrets are not meant to be secrets.  Jaebum mentioned you and your friend, that’s when the rest of us found out.”

“What? –Why did he mention us? What did he say?” You asked obviously surprised. Thinking about Jaebum makes you creep out. You met him only one time but he didn’t give you a good feeling. In addition to that you just heard negative things about him and how dangerous he is, that you started to get wary of him.

“He didn’t say anything in specific. He only asked where you were, because he thought you had a special relationship with the boys.” Jin replied and you nervously peeked to Luna, who indeed had a special relationship with one of the boys.  

Before any of you could say something in response, you heard a squeaking sound of the gate opening.

“Oh, speak of the devil. That must be the boys.”

“Hyung, I got the cake but why do—Y/N!!! What are you doing here?” Jungkook’s shocked face made you all break out in laughter. You wanted to surprise him that is why you hid the fact that you were coming to Korea and you were pleased that he was truly taken aback. Soon after Taehyung followed and his expression was exactly the same.

“Surprise. I am here with my parents and Luna to visit Yoongi.”

“Why didn’t you tell us, Hyung?” Taehyung asked and you guessed that Luna wanted to see her “boyfriend’s” shocked face as well and didn’t tell him.

“Don’t know…didn’t want to make a great thing out of it. “ Yoongi answered back, slightly annoyed that everybody was so excited about seeing you and your best friend.

“Okay, Okay…you all can talk about that while eating cake. You might have already ate something but I am sure you can’t say no to a cake. When I heard you would come over, I sent the boys to get one. – Speak of that. Where is Jimin?” Jin asked confused, while looking around in hopes to find any trace him.

“He went out to drink…again.” Taehyung spoke.

“Man…what is going on with him lately? And why did you guys let him go alone?? The last time, he came here totally wasted.” Jin rolled his eyes thinking about the situation back then.

“He wanted to go alone and we weren’t in the mood to go there either.”

The older guy just sighed, shaking his head and made his way to the kitchen, coming back with plates and forks for the cake.

-

An hour passed, until the reason you were brought here, came. You always wondered how Namjoon would look like. You imagined him being tall, maybe with tattoos or piercings and intriguing, like in those movies. However, he looked slightly different. You were right, out of all the gang members he was the tallest and really skinny. His brown, ash blond hair and pierced ears completed his look. You didn’t know him but he gave off an aura that he might know you well or generally that he is a man with a vast knowledge. That is the reason why he made you a bit nervous when he made his way to you, stretching out his arm to greet you.

“Pleasure to meet you. I am Namjoon.” He took your hand lead it unexpectedly in front of his lips, where he gave you a soft hand kiss. You were overwhelmed by this sudden act and his low charming voice that your cheeks lightly blushed.

“Y/N. I am Y/N.” You stuttered shyly. Namjoon smiled at you and turned to Luna to greet her the same way. Your eyes lingered on him, not noticing the guy behind him until he stepped forward to introduce himself.

He was slightly shorter than Namjoon, had a bit of orangey hair and his smile was so infectious that you had to smile, too.

“I’m finally meeting Yoongi’s sister. I am Hoseok. You can call me J-Hope or Hobi, if you want.” He didn’t gave you his hand to greet you but instead a big and warm hug. You never expected them to be so nice to you, after all your existence had to be kept secret, so you thought they would be cold and slightly annoyed that they had to deal with you now. Moreover, you were sure that Namjoon wanted to warn or discipline you of how you should behave. Nevertheless, maybe this could still happen, because you still didn’t know why he had to see you.

“Shall we go to another room – to talk?” Namjoon asked, turning the atmosphere serious and motioned Yoongi to come with him. Luna and you looked at each other and stood up to follow them.

-

You took a seat in one of the armchairs in what you guessed their home library was. You were astonished by that room. It wasn’t too big nor too small and bookshelves, as tall as the ceiling and filled with books, were placed around you. In the center was a desk and a chair where Namjoon sat down.

“The reason why I wanted to talk to you two was because I want you to help us.” You frowned, wondering how YOU could help them and silently waited for him to continue.

“You know Jaebum, right?” Although you thought, your answer would be obvious; Namjoon still peeked to you expecting a response. You nodded.

“Well, it seems like he couldn’t get you out of his mind. He mentioned you a few times, especially you Y/N. Of course, he doesn’t know your names but he talked about the girl in black or in red. What I am trying to say is that you could be a lot of help to distract him.”

“And how should we distract him?” Luna asked.

A few seconds passed and a slight smirk covered Namjoon’s face. Until that point, you and your best friend kind of sensed what he wanted you to do but nobody dared to ask.

“You two are charming women. I am sure you can come up with something to distract him.” He gazed at you intently but your eyes were focused on Yoongi, who you thought wouldn’t agree with that. However, he avoided your stare.

“But you always warned me of how dangerous he is and that we have to stay away from him. Why do you suddenly want us to go to him even more flirt with him or do you want me to sleep with him?” You asked turning your attention back to Namjoon.

“I would never go that far to say that you should sleep with him but let him believe that. It’s really important that we don’t mess this up. We have to use every chance we can take. In two days, there will be a big event, where we all are invited, hosted by Mr. Im, Jaebum’s father and our boss. We have to do something there discreetly but of course, that is not easy and here is where we need you. As you know, we are not on good terms with Jaebum so he is the first person to keep distracted. I am sure his gang is there, too but they are easy tasks.” He paused for a second but then continued soon after.

“Listen, I don’t want you to force you to anything. You’re still Yoongi’s precious sister. Think about it and tell me tomorrow what you’re decision will be.” Both of you just nodded.

-

“And what do you think…will you do it?” Yoongi grabbed a cigarette and tried to light it up. You were sitting on a bench in their inner courtyard. You wanted to have a talk with your brother alone, so you asked Luna to go to the other boys. She obviously didn’t say no to that, in that way she could spend some time with Taehyung.

“I don’t know. I’m not sure if I am the right person for that. You know me.”

“That’s what I told Namjoon, too.” He let out a light chuckle. “I was against the idea but the more I thought about it the more I realized that this might be really our only chance.”

“Your only chance for what?” You turned your head to him.

“To get out of this mess… To get away from Mr. Im and his fucked up family.”

“How did you became a part of this in first place?”

“In this? You mean the gang?” He took a puff on his cigarette and exhaled.  

“I met Namjoon through Uni. Believe it or not but he is studying with me. Even though he does a lot of illegal shit, he still goes to school to maybe lead a better life in the future. All the boys aren’t bad people, it’s just their past which led them end up in this. Anyway, Namjoon and I got friends very quickly after I drank because the pressure to succeed became unbearable. I emptied one bottle after another, laying on some random bench and got really wasted. By chance, he walked past but instead of helping me getting back to the dorm, he drank with me. We talked about a lot of things, but honestly – I can’t recall everything. After that, I started hanging up with Namjoon and the boys and eventually became part of this gang. “

He stopped to look at you. “Should I continue?” You nodded silently, wanting to hear more.

“The whole thing with Mr. Im started about a year ago, after his daughter died. She was Namjoon’s girlfriend, but her father never approved their relationship; he even tried marrying her off to some rich heir. Jaehee wanted to escape and was shot when she tried to. Although, we know who the culprit was, trying to take him to prison, we ended up being accused for her death instead. If we don’t work for Mr. Im, we would be all in prison right know. That’s all what you should know for now. “

Silence.  You slowly processed what he just told you, being unsure what to say next.

“Give it a serious thought. Trust me I won’t let anything happen to you or your friend.” Minutes passed when your brother finally spoke after he realized that he made you speechless

“With that said I will bring you to your hotel. It’s really late and you should get your beauty sleep. You will need it if you do it.” He mocked you, trying to raise the mood. As always he managed to get a smile on your face, you even hit him playfully on the arm. Proud of himself, he laughed while stomping on his cigarette and instructing you to already go to the car. In the meantime, he will get Luna.

Although Yoongi gave you the keys for the vehicle, you decided to wait outside and appreciate the sight of the stars, which were shining brightly above you. It’s what you enjoyed since childhood, just looking up at the night sky and realizing how small you are compared to the universe. However, the flickering light of one of the streetlamps disturbed you, letting you shift your gaze to the object in hopes your stare could stop it.  Realizing what a senseless attempt that was, you wanted to go back to what you were doing, but a silhouette which was slowly making its way towards you, was stopping you from doing so.

As it stumbled under that streetlight, you could finally identify who it was.

Jimin.

Hair disheveled and jacket almost falling off; he walked past you, overlooking you completely.

“J-J-Jimin?” Although you tried to get his attention, not hesitating one second, he still didn’t notice your appearance, making you go for another attempt.

“Jimin!” You voice got obviously louder in that way he could clearly hear you and he did as he stopped moving.  Jimin turned his head to you, began to smile widely when he saw you and chuckled.

“Mh? – What are youuuu doin heeere? Is this a dream?” You wondered how and why he got so drunk, but you couldn’t even get a chance to ask him because he stepped forward gripping you tightly and lastly giving you a hug. His touch immediately sending shivers down your spine.

“Woah…Now I even see you in my drunken state. I can even feel you. Don’t go away! –Please” His last words came out as a whisper. You tried helplessly to get out of his hold but to no avail; he was just too strong for you, even though, he was drunk.

“Jimin! I am not some sort of illusion. It is really me, so can you stop. I can’t breath and you reek of alcohol!” After a few moments, he loosened his grip, seemingly sobering up and realizing what was happening. He tensed up and stepped away from you while mumbling some words, leaving you feeling empty without him.

“You should stay away from me!”, His mood changed instantly, turning the atmosphere serious.

“Jimin, what is going on? Are you alright?” You asked him confused.

“Everything turns into misery.” His voice was low and his eyes were staring at you. Silence.

The gate opened and Yoongi and Luna stepped out, unaware of what of was happening. The two of you turned your attention to them, faces blank, making your brother suspicious.

“Jimin, drunk again?” He questioned.

However, the silver boy just scratched his neck and paved his way into the house, while mumbling: ‘I’m going’.

The next morning came sooner than expected; after tossing and turning on your bed all night, you couldn’t get any sleep at all. Your thoughts were all occupied by the request of Namjoon, the things Yoongi told you and Jimin’s warning. You were scared of this other side of life the boys were living; it was completely different from your own life, but something in you was telling to do it. You just couldn’t speak it out loud.

“I want to do it.” Luna said as you both got yourself ready for the breakfast with your parents. “It’s not that difficult just flirt with him and what could possibly happen if we have 7 boys on our backs.”

“Yes, but they will be busy doing their stuff.” You raised your concern towards that situation.

“Come on Y/N, even your brother agreed to this.” Her gaze focused on expecting for you say ‘yes’ as well.

“…Okay, I will do it.”

-

After you messaged, Yoongi that you and your best friend will follow their plan, he immediately told you what to do, as if he already knew you would agree to this. He said that after the time you would spend with your parents he will bring you to their house again, so that you and Luna could get some self-defense training, which could possibly take all night.

And this is what you did.

Breakfast ended and you all waited for Yoongi to do some sightseeing with him, it’s what your parents wanted to do with everyone. Tightly scheduled they had planned out everything, where to go and how long. From thereon you went straight into a restaurant to eat dinner.

“After that I want to go to the Namsan Tower….” Your mother stated enthusiastically while eating her dish. You instead peeked nervously to your brother, pleading him to stop your parents; otherwise, you will never be able to have some training afterwards.

“Mom, Dad, I now you want to see as much as possible, but don’t you think you should slow down a bit or split up. I believe the girls also had places they wanted to see or things they want to do.”

“You’re right, Yoongi. I guess we got a little too excited.” You mom chuckled. “Let’s do this. I bet you want to clubbing that’s why you want us to split up.” She tilted her head and grinned at you teasingly. Guilt washed over your body, you had to lie to her and you just nodded tentatively.

-

The car stopped in front of the familiar gate, this time knowing what to expect your worry professedly lessened. As you entered their inner courtyard through the gate Jungkook and Hoseok, who waited for you patiently, promptly welcomed you.

“We’re your coaches,” Jungkook announced proudly, doing his bunny smile.

“Don’t you think your exaggerating? You’re just showing them some moves.” Yoongi asked.

“Let me do it.”

Yoongi rolled his eyes, amused by their passionate maknae. “Whatever. I leave them in your care. Tell me when you’re done.” He patted on Jungkook’s shoulder and went to his room.

“Let’s begin.” Hoseok clapped his hands, wanting to commence the training. 

-

“Yes, I did it.” Raising your arms triumphantly, you were happy that you finally managed to overthrow Jungkook. You worked in teams, him ending up as your partner. An hour passed and both of you became a panting mess, sweat dripping; you were glad that you thought about bringing extra clothes. With Luna being definitely stronger than you are, she mastered the moves Hoseok taught her in a short time, leaving you and Jungkook alone after they decided to end the training.

“Took you a long time.” He said, while standing up again. His white shirt was drenched in sweat, sticking on his well-toned body, which you caught yourself staring at a few times to often.

“Hey – Don’t ruin my mood.” You pushed him jokingly, but he held on to your arm when you wanted to lead it back next to your body. You inspected him flustered, meeting dark brown eyes, which were pinned on you. As you tried to figure out if he expected you to do something, you noticed how his face slowly got closer, feeling his hot breath on your skin. You finally knew what he was about to do and for a second you closed your eyes, giving him the sign to kiss you, but before your lips could finally meet, you backed down. Bewildered how to face or reason your action, you chose the easiest way – escape. You ran into the first room and closed the door hurriedly.

You breathed in and out until you slowly calmed down. What was that? Did he really just try to kiss you? Moreover were you ready to receive his kiss!? Overwhelmed by this you sank embarrassed to the ground, hands to your face, heart still beating rapidly.

“Y/N?”

You flinched. You randomly ran into a room, without checking if there was someone inside. You looked up and you saw a bewildered Jimin.

You wanted to stand up and exit the room as soon as possible but your legs weren’t listening to you, being tired after the intense training, so that you fell down on the floor again.

“Hey, what happened?” He crouched down, a worried look covering his face.

“No…no—It’s nothing.”

Knock, Knock.

“Y/N, are you inside?” Jungkook’s concerned voice pierced your heart. You felt guilty for leaving him like this but you couldn’t help it.

You then watched Jimin, silently pleading him to hide you. He stood up to open the door.

“Y/N—“

“She’s not here.” His tone was low and serious.

“Oh—Okay. I thought she…nevermind.” You heard how he stepped away and Jimin closing the door soon after, crouching down again.

“You don’t have to tell me, but you can stay here. I’ll go.” He stated eyes focused on you.

“No, please…stay.” You asked him hesitantly.

“Alright.”

I hope you all like that part. I don’t know why but I have bit of anxiety, because weirdly I am wary of this chapter, but at the same time I’m happy with it. Let me hear your feedback. Have a nice day! 🌼