#bts fic recs
let you go - j.jk.
genre: fluff, crack, tiniest bit of angst (2.4k) (request for @ofrosesandteacups) i hope you enjoy reading this one as much as you liked your previous one, thank you for your request :]
summary: he doesn’t want you to leave but jungkook isn’t cruel enough to stop you either.
america.
now that jungkook’s seen it, it’s all his mind can think of and frankly who can blame the poor guy?
“to y/n,
we have been reported of your consistent pattern of growth and development in our seoul branch. we would love to have someone with your skills, expertise, and experience to join us in the states, particularly our main branch in los angeles, you will be guaranteed a contract of at least six months, it can be negotiated for further extension and your salary can be negotiated to a number that we can together deem fair as well. if you are interested in this offer, contact us on xxxxxxxx and our company’s e-mail is open to anything from you. we hope you consider us, thank you.”
he doesn’t know how many times he’s re-read the same sentences but all he knows is that the gravity of the situation isn’t fully sinking in for him. he bites his lip nervously as he shuts the laptop down, grimacing at the wall behind it. he feels his eyes starting to water from the pure frustration that filled his body.
you could be leaving.
he checks the date and it’s been almost a month since you’ve received this so you’ve probably already made a decision.
any minute, you might leave and not tell him for his own sake. you know how sensitive he is and you’re too nice to break his heart, so you would break the news to him very gently and then leave while pressing a kiss to his forehead. (jungkook knows everything about you at this point and he’s 99% sure this is how you’re going to do it. and he’s right).
and fuck him but that offer sounds great, good pay, steady contract, main headquarters, and as a cherry on top, it’s where your family lives as well. your family that he knows you miss a lot, every time they video call, you have the brightest smile on your face as you excitedly tell them everything, but as soon as the call ends, jungkook’s never pointed it out but he’s seen the way your eyes gather tears sometimes, he fucking knows how much they mean to you. and this offer is perfect, you get to be with them again.
you really have no reason to reject this.
but.
BUT.
hear him out.
as selfish as he sounds, what about him?
are you going to leave him behind, forget him, move on with someone else all while being successful and growing even more in your career?
why does that bother him so much?
he should be happy for you; this offer works out for you in every way possible and this is one more step for you to go to a remarkably prominent position in your career.
heis happy for you.
he’s overjoyed that you’re finally being recognized for your hard work and that people are coming with offers to you that they wouldn’t just give to anyone and he also knows that a higher pay can make you feel more at ease financially and you can finally buy that car you’ve had your eye on (jungkook offered to buy it for you both and you told him you would break up with him if he did so he’s steering clear from the car).
“what did the wall do to you, my beloved?” you stifle a chuckle when you come out of the bathroom to see jungkook wide-eyed and staring at the wall like he was burning holes into it. at the sound of your voice, he quickly snapped out of it and offered a small smile.
you didn’t know that he knows about the offer, and he doesn’t want you to know that he knows about it. but he wanted you to know that he will love and respect any decision you make because this is your life and it’s fine if you have to break up, he’s going to cry himself to sleep for a week, give a two-day break and then get back to crying because if he cries for too much, his eyes get puffy and stay red for too long and for heavens sake he can’t have anyone at work ask him during lunch why he’s crying with a literal sandwich stuffed in his mouth, and-
he needs to get a fucking grip, he’s spiraling.
“you know that i love you, right? and that you can do whatever you want because it’s your life and i’m no one to stand in your way” he blurts out as he pretends to read a book, hand rubbing his chin as if he was in deep thought.
congratulations to jungkook for never learning the art of being subtle.
“um thanks? but i already know all that baby” you laugh a little at his sudden confession for his unfaltering support to you. he lightly nodded, his mind clouding with thoughts of you leaving him for someone else who wouldn’t be such a burden to you and you deserve so much be-
and you interrupt him.
can’t a man think without being interrupted in this house?
“jungkook, babe?” you call out to him from where you stand, fluffing the towel on your hair with an amused grin on your face.
“yes babe?” he turned to you with sparkly eyes and a wide grin at your nickname.
“you’re holding the book upside down” you muse and then get back to drying your hair. he freezes and looks back at the book.
he is indeed holding it upside down, he’s been holding it this way this entire time.
wow.
how did he not notice that?
because he was too busy thinking of scenarios in which one of your work mates in america would swoop you right up with a dashing smile and that american accent you find hot (you don’t, but jungkook is too far down his own rabbit hole to correct that), and you would bat your eyelashes at them, they would wink at you and you would blush while looking away and then shyly accept their offer to dinner. you would forget all about jeon jungkook from seoul, korea and get engaged to that person, and jungkook, who is still very much in love with you, would attend your wedding and then cry at the reception while he drinks that champagne you like, he will walk up the stage with a forced grin and congratulate you and then fucking watch you drive away in your honeymoon car with that person.
and jungkook’s feeling just toasty about the whole thing. sometimes he wonders if he would do well as a drama writer. (he would do excellently.)
this would be a good time for one of his friends to call him so he can get away from this.
“now that i know you’re not actually reading, what is going on? you’ve been on edge for the past hour, you know you can tell me anything, right?” you sit down on the bed with a soft smile aimed his way and he sighs, putting the book down.
fuck, you’re too good to him.
when you speak to him in that gentle tone, jungkook doesn’t have it in him to reject your request. and even if you aren’t asking for anything, jungkook wants to give you the whole world. because in his eyes, you deserve the whole world, fuck the world, jungkook thinks the universe should be grateful that someone like you exists in it, he finds beauty in your very existence.
that’s how deep he is in it for you.
but he’s also afraid that he will never be able to give you the world he’s sure you deserve, he knows he gets busy and that he cancels dates and even if you don’t show it, he knows you get disappointed sometimes, he knows that you want to spend every day with him and trust him when he says he would rather stay in with you all day instead of stepping out but he has no choice in this. he knew what he was getting into when he chose the idol life and he can’t, doesn’t want to, back out now.
“i know that you get hurt when i can’t come on dates” he says, finally looking up to see you adjust your position to face him even more, eyes alarmed at his serious tone.
“jungkook, i know what i signed up for when we started dating, and yeah, it hurts sometimes but it’s okay, i know that you don’t do it on purp- “
“please let me finish” he whines out, and you immediately purse your lips, letting him talk.
“for me, you deserve a lot more than me. we don’t go out on dates enough, on a week night, we see each other for thirty minutes before going to sleep and in the morning, we’re both rushing to get out of the house and babe, i love you, a lot, and i never want to hold you back from what you deserve, even if it means leaving me behind” you open and close your mouth like a goldfish because you don’t quite understand where he’s going with this.
is he trying to break up with you?
“so it’s okay if you choose to go to america, the offer is great, i looked up the building and it’s so close to your parents home, so you can even meet them for lunch, and i’m sure there’s a lot of attractive men and women in america for you to meet and i completely support that, your happiness is all that matters to me” he concludes with his voice cracking and eyes all lined up with tears. he can’t imagine waking up and not seeing you but that’s okay, he can bring back his plush toys from namjoon to cuddle. better yet, he’ll just bring namjoon home so he can have someone to cuddle when he’s sleeping. namjoon wouldn’t mind.
what else are friends for?
“you’re such an idiot.” you fall back into the bed with a huge grin on your face, your heart feeling all giddy from his words. but jungkook isn’t enjoying this half as much as you are.
he’s what now?
did he hear you right? did you just call him an idiot?
“did i say something wrong? i just wanted to let you know that i support you all the wa-“
“jungkook, i’m not going to america, i rejected their offer a long time ago.”
you what now?
well, that’s a relief, you could’ve told him ten minutes so he wouldn’t go through two panic attacks but jungkook’s finally feeling like he can breathe again.
you’re not leaving, thank god.
now that he thinks of it, he was so fucking dramatic for nothing. nothing !!
“then why was the stupid mail open on your laptop? i gave myself a heart attack with that shit” he complains loudly as you happily laugh at his misery, cooing and kissing his cheek when he falls into the bed next to you.
“i used that mail to get myself a raise here, i showed it to the branch manager here and let him know how much they were willing to offer, and it didn’t take long for him to agree to a higher price just to keep me around” you have a proud grin on your face and jungkook is in awe at how smart you are.
“my little genius” he sings while peppering kisses on your face, which you giggle into and push him away after a minute.
“i’m more than happy that you’re staying but why aren’t you going back though? you miss your family and this could be a good opportunity to see them” he gets all quite and worried after he says that.
he doesn’t want you to reconsider, he wants you to stay but he knows that this could be good for you. he doesn’t want you to waste your choices.
“i miss them, but i’m fine with video calls and visits, and they are too, we are making it work somehow and besides, if they see me every day, they’re going to complain about everything i do to which i say no thank you, i’ll keep my ass here” jungkook laughed as you scowled at the thought of your parents eventually getting sick of you.
“and besides” you looked at him with those same gentle eyes that he’s so fond of.
“i have a family here too, and i can’t bear missing them” and jungkook cried, like actually cried, he scooped you into his arms and rocked you both back and forth while crying because oh my god, you think of him and the members as family and he’s sure that he’s going to marry you no-
too far.
but even when he’s crying into your arms and you’re patting his back, completely amused at how sensitive he can be, he’s still more than relieved that he doesn’t have to worry about some white dude hitting on you. the mental image itself made jungkook want to punch a wall.
and yeah, jungkook is definitely putting a ring on it. (how can he not, you called him family !!)
his heart can only take so much.
now, he’s going to use his perfect drama writing skills to plan out the most dramatic, fantastic proposal that anyone’s ever seen which will make you cry.
he’sdead set on making you cry because he’s sick of being the only one who cries in your relationship. (you didn’t even cry while watching titanic and jungkook was half-convinced you were heartless, and would have continued to believe that if it weren’t for you loving him the way you do, he loves you but he’s going to see you cry when he proposes, just wait and watch.)
so don’t interrupt his thoughts again please, a man needs to think in his house.
“should i buy that car as a celebration of you staying?”
“i will go see which flight tickets are available to america.”
“okay, no car.”
genre: fluff (3.6k) (request for @carpediem1219) i hope you enjoy reading this, thank you so much for requesting ! :]
summary: yoongi likes you and wouldn’t admit it to anyone, but he will spill it all to millions of his fans on vlive.
you, jimin and taehyung met in high school, and man, were you three a force to be reckoned with. skipping classes together and sitting at the back of the class talking till the bell rang or till the teacher threw a piece of chalk on one of you, being the ‘fun’ classmates and sometimes accompanying them to practice and eventually meeting the other members but because you were still a student with an academic career and they were on their way to be idols, you three unfortunately drifted away a little after high school was over.
you only met them a few years after their debut, when they were no longer park jimin and kim taehyung from class but world-famous artists (and taller) jimin and v, and you were no longer a high school student but a overwhelmed and stressed out university student (you sadly didn’t grow too much from high school, heels are your best friend), though you were in a happy place at life, you had people around you that made it feel like the world wasn’t crashing on you, those people included your two high school mates now.
you had only watched their videos and shows from a screen, silently cheering them on, never once thinking that you would meet again but fate is funny sometimes, so you met by chance, and because of how strong of a trio you were and the countless memories you shared, you immediately found comfort in each other like the old days, wanting to catch up on the time you lost together, knowing it was fate that you three were together again, and spending as much time as you could considering their busy schedules and your own mountain of assignments.
either way, you made it work. meeting them again also meant meeting their members again, and you really did a double take at how much they’ve grown over the years, and they grew so well too, all of them much taller, with sharper features and deeper voices and despite the early awkwardness which caused you to escape into one of the two’s rooms, you eventually found a way to make small talk with each of them without wanting to run away so according to you, you handled meeting new people well even if it made you anxious, so an A+ for you!
the closest you got to the other was to jungkook and that was because both of you loved video games so when jimin and taehyung were pre-occupied, you would often just disappear into jungkook’s room and joined him, you had a quiet but meaningful friendship.
you never noticed yoongi though that much, the guy who followed your every movement in the dorm subtly, trying not to give away his interest in you too much but because yoongi was a bad actor, everyone except you knew about his little school crush on you.
and you see, yoongi was easy on the eyes, a handsome but quiet man with similar interests as you or so you’ve heard, you were intrigued at first but you felt that he was too out of your league so you always dismissed his acts of kindness like bringing you your favorite dessert whenever he goes to the café (he goes there only for you but will die before he admits it) or always laughing a little more loudly at your (usually not that funny) jokes and checking in on you and jungkook playing by asking if you’d eat or drink anything, you dismissed all this because in your head, yoongi was just that nice guy; the kind of guy who will go the extra mile for people around him.
so, you forced yourself to bury your crush on him.
but one thing that you couldn’t just dismiss as kindness was when you spent the night at their dorm in the guest room (because your roommate had someone over), breaking your head over an assignment that you had to finish in an hour and then prepare for a test you had the next day.
and while you were crying and stressing out over that as quietly as you could, yoongi came into the room, more than a little concerned when he went to the kitchen to grab a glass of water only to hear whimpers (he initially was more concerned that there was a ghost in the dorm), he handed you the glass he filled for himself and settled beside you, quietly asking how he could help. in your delicate state, you poured out your worries in between sobs and he patiently listened, patting your back hesitantly once in a while and after you were done ranting, he simply asked for the material you need to go over for the test, taking it into his hands and wheeling away from you, just telling you to focus on your assignment for that moment.
though confused, you trusted him which is why you did what he told you to, feeling a little more at ease with his presence in the room, and after you finished your assignment, you turned to see him making flash cards with important questions for your test and your heart did a little dance in your chest. you thanked him with a beaming smile, excitedly sitting down next to him on the floor and helping him sort them out and yoongi felt himself getting shy with you so close to him, his body jerking away a little every single time your skin brushed against his.
you spent the rest of the night going through the flash cards together, sometimes getting off topic and just talking about random things, yoongi felt himself getting tired sometimes but sleep was the last thing on his mind when you looked so happy next to him, he felt good that he could help take at least some of your worries away.
by the time you two were done with the flash cards, sun peeked through the curtains, reminding you of how much time has passed since you’ve both sat on that floor together, and honestly, it didn’t feel like any time to you at all, and now, you had a submitted assignment and you were prepared enough for the test to not fail. you both lazily made coffee together, not speaking at all but sneaking glances at each other when you were sure the other wasn’t looking only to make accidental eye contact sometimes. it all felt so delicate, and so pure, but also with lingering thoughts that you would jump on him if you could.
you both didn’t utter a word, and just let the comfortable silence settle in beautifully.
you left the dorm with taehyung and jimin (who offered to drop you off at your college because it was in the way of wherever they were going) you looked very happy, with your crush on yoongi creeping back from where you buried it, and occasionally grinned at nothing at all, which creeped the soulmates out and when they asked, out of concern, what the fuck was up with you, you just simply gave them a happy sigh, confusing them even more.
and all was going well, your test went swimmingly and you felt like you were on cloud nine.
but good things never last, do they?
as soon as you returned home from college, head still in a happy daze as you tried to come up with ways to pay back yoongi for all his help. a lunch, or a dinner, or you could buy him something he wants. you fished your phone out to ask jimin and taehyung for help with the ideas but your eyes widened as you saw the number of notifications you already had and fifty messages from them.
“what the fuck happened?” you screeched as soon as you picked up taehyung’s call and you heard him let out a heavy sigh.
“listen, whatever i’m going to say, just know that we’re already figuring things out for now and it will be settled soon” you wordlessly nodded, preparing yourself for the worst and the worst didn’t disappoint. you heard shouting in the background and winced a little.
“okay so, take a deep breath first, remember me and jimin dropped you off today? yeah, some paparazzi took photos of you hugging me and jimin goodbye and it’s all over everywhere now” your mouth dropped open as you heard him continue to talk but you couldn’t listen anymore.
you had been pretty careful and you knew what this meant for their career as idols, you knew it wasn’t good for them and you felt horrible.
“taehyung, i’m so sorry, i’m sure you’re in a mess right now and i am so sorry for putting you in this, i don’t know what to say, tell jimin i’m sorry to- “you profusely apologized with tears lining your eyes.
“hey” taehyung interrupted you.
“what?” you whimpered.
“can you shut the fuck up? you sound crazy” you scoffed at his words, of course he was going to show you attitude even in this situation and he chuckled at your annoyed mumbling of curses directed to him.
“we’re fine, we are talking about it with the company and they’re going to release a statement, just try to cover your face when you go outside or better yet, just to be safe, don’t go out for a while, your semester is over for now anyway” he instructed and you obediently nodded, not wanting to blow this anymore out of proportion, knowing that staying low was the best decision for now.
“and also, this kills us too, but we won’t be able to meet for a while” he winced when he heard your disappointed sigh but you quickly forced a small smile.
“that’s okay, stay safe, okay? and eat well, and i’m sorry again, i was being inconsiderate to your career and responsibilities.” you heard him groan when the shouts behind him got louder.
“you don’t have to apologize, it’s okay, it happens, now i have to go and get a lecture from our manager so call you later, love you, bye and we’re also sorry that we couldn’t hang out normally just because of our careers” you heard both concern and regret in his voice, you knew he loved his job but sometimes he just wanted to go out without being scared of cameras following him and before you could squeeze in your words of concern, the line went dead.
you threw your phone aside, any thoughts of romance draining from your body, you felt a raging headache just from thinking of the number of people who would leave nasty comments on your photos, you quickly deleted your social media accounts, and informed concerned friends that everything was okay, and then slumped into your bed to avoid the temptation of looking at some of those comments, you knew they weren’t going to be good, and you couldn’t do anything about them so you tried to push all thoughts of wanting to open your phone.
it worked.
you didn’t touch your phone until absolutely necessary for three days, only reaching for it to answer calls from your parents and jimin, taehyung and sometimes jungkook who was more concerned than you thought, you assured them that you were okay.
on the first day, bighit released the statement.
“we would like to address some rumors concerning our artists park jimin and kim taehyung (v) of bts, we confirm that the person in the photos is just a close friend of theirs, who happened to be hanging out that day, and we ask you to not pry into their personal life, if unauthorized photos are taken in the future, severe legal action will be taken, thank you.”
it was short, clear, and strict.
and you were happy to see that most of their fans didn’t mind at all, saying their private life is theirs and who they are friends with, isn’t the scandal media makes it out to be, there will still a lot who didn’t like it and cursed you out in every language they knew, it hurt you sometimes but you tried your best to stay away from it all. you remained at home, refusing to step out for anything except groceries, which you did while completely covered from head to toe.
yoongi, on the other hand, was pretty pissed when he got to know about the news, he himself had been coming up with ways to ask you out and a situation like this, threw all chances of meeting you out for a while. when jimin and taehyung first told him, he was scared of how you were taking it and it was only after he got confirmation that you were alright and not totally stressing out, he calmed down.
but he still missed you, your gentle smile whenever he opened the door and seeing how you seemed so loving to jimin and taehyung, and how the night with just you two felt so right.
he also remembered how he had promised his fans a live a few days ago and he was almost reluctant to do it because even after a statement, people were still buzzing about it and making up stories about you, but things settled down, not as much as it would be ideal but enough for people to start talking about another idol.
he wasn’t one to back out of promises and it had been a while since he’s met his fans virtually so, he turned the live on, sat back and watched as viewers and comments poured in at an alarming speed, yoongi’s eyes struggled to scan through all of them.
he caught some basic questions, how was he, has he eaten, what has he been doing these days, what kind of music is interesting to him now, asking him to do the little ‘poke the cheek and wink’ trend and him bluntly saying he doesn’t fall for things like that, only to do it a minute later. he was having fun, he loved coming live sometimes, few comments made him really laugh aloud and few melted his heart, and the others um they annoyed him, just like the one he was seeing.
“who was that bitch in the photos with jimin and taehyung?” he read aloud without even realizing it, taking a minute to understand the harsh words, the comments then flooded with more questions about you. he felt himself getting angry, but he remained calm.
“everyone, don’t go around calling anyone a bitch, don’t you think it is too mean? you don’t even know them” he exclaimed and sighed when increased no. of questions poured in about you.
“like the company said, they are a friend of ours, we are close and what you need to know is that they’re genuine, kind and have been great support to us from the very start, i care about them a lot too and what do i say? they mean a lot to me and i like them a lot so please watch your language when you’re talking about them and don’t dig into any more of their life, respect their privacy and ours” he explained, as calmly as he could, and quickly moved on from the topic, feeling slightly flustered after talking with more emotion than he planned to, he also tried to ignore the blunder he made by admitting it on live with thousands of viewers that he liked you.
he meant what he said, he really did care about you a lot, and was okay with it even if you don’t reciprocate that feeling but he still had a nagging feeling in his chest.
and the last comment he saw before switching it off was;
“did he just fucking admit his feelings for someone to us?”
unknown to him, you had watched this entire live, you downloaded the app when jimin and taehyung urged you to and you would leave silly comments whenever they came live just to mess with them, when you saw the notification that it was yoongi, you excitedly clicked on it, watching him with a fond smile on your face but your heart dropped to your ass when yoongi mentioned you, it hurt you a little that they called you a bitch without knowing a thing about you but what you didn’t expect was for yoongi to defend you the way he did or for him to admit that he likes you; you felt all warm and giddy when he spoke about how much you meant to them, or more specifically, how much you meant to him.
and that was kind of the confirmation you needed, to know that your interest in yoongi wasn’t one-sided. because you knew yoongi wasn’t the type to address things like this directly and the fact that he did it for you gave you some hope that you chasing him wouldn’t be in vain.
“hey you, what’s up? it’s been a while since i’ve seen you around here” yoongi almost immediately answered your call and don’t tell anyone that he fell off his bed trying to answer it quickly.
“you know what happened, they told me to stay low but that isn’t why i called you” you fiddled with the ends of your skirt as you anxiously pressed your lips together.
“okay, then tell me, what is it?” yoongi was confused, he had never heard you this nervous before, and it frankly scared him a little.
“since i can’t go out, i was hoping you could come over to my apartment, there’s something i need to tell you” you hated how high your voice got when you said that, cursing yourself internally for being so fidgety.
“um sure? i have work though, can i bring it over and finish it there just in case it gets too late?”
“yep sure, you can do that, i have a desk here, you can set it up” and with that, it was just you and the tv playing some random show as you waited for him to come over.
deep breath.
it’s just yoongi, you’ve known him a long time and even if he doesn’t like you, you can avoid him, you’ve got a plan, it’s going to hurt if he rejects you but you’ve got this!
you jumped in your place when you heard the bell ring after 30 torturous minutes of silence and anxiety, to reveal yoongi in a black hoodie, faded jeans, a black mask covering his face and his fingers dangling a cover with the name of your usual café on it and a backpack lazily drooped on his shoulder. you moved out of the way after a sheepish greeting and you could see his smile even through his mask because his eyes crinkled a bit.
“hey” he simply said, kicking his shoes off and removing his mask, trying to hide how nervous he felt because what if you saw the live?
and is it just you or he seemed to be hotter than the last time you saw him and like he was moving in slow-motion?
and you couldn’t help but follow your eyes to each of his movements.
“i thought we could have some drinks while talking, if that’s okay” he gestured to the bag in his hands a little awkwardly and you hurriedly nodded, the awkwardness surrounding you was throwing you off your game by a lot and you felt your cheeks flushing from embarrassment.
thankfully, you didn’t look like you were alone in the misery as yoongi too was scratching at the back of his neck and turning away to instead focus on taking the drinks out of the bag by heading into the kitchen. you felt flustered and like you had no grip on whatever you were doing.
“hey yoongi?” you finally called out from where you stood after 5 minutes of silence ticked by, he gingerly turned around with the drinks in his hand.
just fucking say it.
“the thing i wanted to say, it’s, um fuck” you mumbled at the end, biting your lip, and staring off to your right. yoongi mirrored your action by biting his own lip, his face flushing as he anxiously waited for you to tell him what he wanted to hear.
“it’s just, i like you, like more than a friend like you, yeah that’s it, that’s what i wanted to say” you blurted out, running your hands through your hair when you saw him walking towards you and squeezing your eyes shut, waiting for the rejection.
yoongi, on the other hand, was on fucking cloud nine.
you, yes you, the person he’s been pining over for months now has confessed that you like him the same way he likes you and poor boy does not know how to react, he’s dreamed of this and he surprises himself when he wonders if you’ve dreamed of this too. but being the poster cool guy he is, he nonchalantly walked to you and instead of saying anything, took your hand and placed one of the drinks into it, ignoring the tingling feeling he felt in his chest.
“that’s funny because” he trailed off, not finishing and you sighed, of course he doesn’t like you back, why did you make him come all the way here just for him to reject you?
“that’s funny because i was going to say the same thing” he sheepishly muttered with a shy smile spread on his face and your mouth almost fell open from how surprised you were.
“you beat to me it, congratulations” he jokingly clinked your plastic cups together which made you laugh in joy, he then started walking away to sit on the couch only for you to pull on his wrist to stop him in his tracks.
“wait so you like me back right?” you asked with wide eyes, fingers curling around his wrist tightly as you desperately hoped he would say. yoongi chuckled a little at how you looked like a deer caught in headlights, reaching up to ruffle your hair.
“if that wasn’t obvious enough, yes, i’ve liked you since a long time now and i don’t want to waste another minute so should we do a little netflix and chilling to make up for it?” he suggested with a slight smirk and mischief dancing in his eyes, turning his wrist to take your hand in his and dragging you to the couch.
needless to say, he didn’t get any work done that night.
genre: angst, fluff (1.4k) (request for @luvrsofbts) i hope you like this one, thank you so much for requesting and i hope i was able to reflect what you wanted in the fic :]
summary: you don’t love yourself but yoongi sure does.
note: this fic deals with body insecurity which might be a sensitive issue for some so please keep that in mind when you’re reading, and this doesn’t imply that my fics include readers only having a certain body type. everyone is loved, respected and celebrated here that includes all genders, identities, sexualities, and body types.
from the beginning, you and yoongi looked and felt like ‘meant to be’.
you were just that couple from the start, both incredibly infatuated, and completely whipped for each other. ever since your first date which ended with the cliché ‘his jacket on your shoulder’ and ice cream, and a careful kiss at your doorstep after he dropped you off, yoongi has been enamored with everything about you.
but you always had a hard time believing the sweet nothings he whispered into your ear every night, each compliment made you feel warm and loved, but the cruel part of you made you believe that he was just saying all that because that’s just the kind of person yoongi is, he’s a good person, the best person you know and the fact that he likes to be the little spoon whenever you’re cuddling endears you to no end. after a particularly rough day, yoongi loves to just drop his bag off his shoulder and let your warm embrace fix everything about that day.
yoongi always showered you with compliments every second he was with you, you let yourself hear them but never feel them, because to you, yoongi just had to say that because you were his person. and even if yoongi would never give empty comments to anyone and you knew that he really did mean what he said, you just couldn’t see what he saw. you never understood why he chose to love when he could love anybody else.
and after a brunch with some of the people from his job, you were convinced that yoongi had a wide array of people to choose from, people prettier than you, more successful than you, people whose bodies didn’t look like yours.
it was no secret that you didn’t like how you looked, you always felt like your body was something that you needed to change, you had tried everything from vigorous workout sessions to spontaneous diets, none of which worked in your favor, the diets damaged your health a lot for a while and you had to work hard on keep yourself fed and full so that it won’t happen again. at the end of any road, you chose though, you still ended up with the body you didn’t like.
and you felt bad for yoongi, he could anyone in the world with his charms and looks, but he was still with you. you felt guilty, like you were holding him back because you were too selfish to let him go and that internally killed you sometimes.
even right now, as you stood in front of the mirror, with a t-shirt on, you blankly stared at your body, not feeling any pride or happiness swell in you as you continued staring, you only felt disappointment, in yourself, in yoongi for staying with you. and your mind drowned in the all too familiar of self loathe filling your every nerve, and each thought made you beg yourself to want to be born in a different body, any body but not yours.
“hey, everything okay?” yoongi’s voice broke you out of your trance as your head whipped to see him taking his tie off as his eyes stayed on you. you hurriedly nodded, knowing that your frantic movement didn’t convince him at all but he didn’t bring it up for your sake, letting you tell him yourself. he just gave you a soft smile, looping his arms around your waist and giving you a gentle kiss on your temple.
“i’ll just clean up and be back in a few” he mumbled into the kiss, and slightly bopped your nose, making you giggle a little as he said ‘don’t’ miss me too much’ jokingly into your ear and you push his chest away from you with a playful scowl on your face, he stepped away with a chuckle, taking lethargic steps towards the bathroom.
you sighed as his frame disappeared out of the room, slumping down on your bed and letting your head fall into your hands because you had enough. you had enough of hating your body to the point of being okay to skip meals, and you had enough of feeling like you weren’t enough and you didn’t have it in you to keep it together anymore.
and as you continued you to cry into your hands, you felt a hand on your shoulder, making you turn back to look at yoongi with nowhere to hide, he didn’t say anything, he just pulled you to him and let you hug him as tightly as you could, for the first time since being in a relationship, you were the small spoon and you threw your face into his neck and sobbed as he softly caressed your hair and whispered, ‘it’ll be alright, i’m here’.
“will you tell me why my precious is crying right now?” he mumbled, as he continued to rub gentle circles on your back.
“i-i’m tired yoongi, i’m so tired” you whined, your voice coming out croaky and defeated, yoongi felt his own heart breaking at the sight of you looking so done with everything.
“about what, love? take some deep breaths, it’s okay, we can talk about this and sort it out” his reassuring words only made you cry more, you really believed that you didn’t deserve him.
“i don’t deserve you, you deserve someone better” you shook your head lightly as you pushed yourself up to sit, your words making yoongi sit up immediately with you.
“what do you mean by that? where is this coming from?” he worriedly asked as he frantically searched for some answers on your face as you finally stopped crying. yoongi felt himself getting anxious as you kept repeating those words more quietly.
“yoongi, look at me, you deserve to be with someone prettier, someone who has one of those perfect bodies with all the right curves, not me” your insecurities tumbled out of your mouth before you could stop them and yoongi looked at you in shock as he processed your words.
did you not know how beautiful you are? and that you were the most beautiful to him?
he couldn’t help but think he failed in his role, as his boyfriend, he felt that he should’ve done better and been more conscious of your feelings and his own guilt started to grow.
“you really have no idea how i see you huh?” you forced your glassy eyes to meet his when his hands reached to hold yours.
“y/n, you are the most beautiful to me, like you literally drive me insane with how stunning you are and no, i’m not saying this because i have to, you know i don’t say things i don’t mean, so trust me when i say i love you, in every way possible. and i don’t want anyone else, i only want you because i honestly don’t know what i would do without you” you intently listened to him as he continued.
“you know what i see? i see you and i think of someone who is struggling to love themselves and that’s okay. it takes time and a lot of energy into accepting yourself and you can slowly get there and i know you will because you’re so full of love, look at how much you love me and the people around you, you are so giving to others when it comes to loving, just spare a little for yourself and you’ll be alright and even if you don’t always feel alright, i’ll be here for you, i promise i don’t want to go anywhere, i don’t want to be anywhere without you by my side” you nodded through your tears and his hands tightened around yours as his words finally started getting through to you.
“can you promise to let me stay with you no matter what, please?” yoongi pleaded softly as he played with your fingers gently and all it took was a nod from you to that, for yoongi to reach forward and kiss your cheek.
“my brave girl, i’m so proud of you and i’m so in love with you, you can always come to me when you feel like this” he gave you another gentle smile which eased your guilt and nerves as you found your own chest swell with joy at his careful but affectionate words.
“i love you too, so much” you whimpered and he cooed a little, patting your cheeks dry as you chuckled at the pout on his face as he meticulously brushed away all traces of your tears on your face.
“now, can i be the small spoon again? because i already miss it.”
promise - p.jm.
genre: angst, fluff (4k)
summary: you made a promise but you could already feel you both breaking it.
you heard the doorbell ring and your heart leaped in your chest as your nerves buzzed in excitement, jumping out of bed and immediately sprinting to open it before your brother got to it. as you expected, he was happily skipping to answer the door, you got there just in time to push him out of the way, and as he was wincing and rubbing his arm while yelling complaints at you, something along the lines of ‘i will so tell mom when she gets home’, you couldn’t care less about what he was whining about at the moment.
you swung open the door to reveal your boyfriend for a few months now, standing there, looking sinfully good in a full denim outfit, bag on his shoulder, and holding your favorite flowers (baby’s breathe and lilacs) with a huge smile on his face.
god, you missed him.
“hey there, doll” jimin mused, a sparkle in his eyes, and you could feel your body tingling already, the familiar feeling returning after a very long time, as he moved to hand you the flowers with a dramatic bow at which you giggled and blushed, taking the flowers and holding them against your chest with a loving gaze.
you felt like a schoolgirl with a huge fucking crush.
except your crush is your boyfriend.
“thank you” you sheepishly uttered at which his smile only grew, loving seeing you all flustered because of him. he shook his head a little, his hair falling gracefully into his eyes, stepping into your house and closing the door behind him.
“i think i deserve more than that for those flowers, don’t you think so too?” he asked rhetorically, turning his face and pointing to his cheek.
at this point, you were a blushing mess, eyes cast downwards and shuffling on your feet, you were still not used to how direct jimin was with affection but you would be lying if you said you didn’t like it, it was intimidating at the beginning but slowly you got used to his boldness.
slowly standing on your tiptoes, you gave him a soft kiss to the cheek to which he beamed at you, clearly loving it before cupping your cheek and turning your face to return a kiss to your lips.
ah you missed his spontaneity too, you missed everything about how you two used to be at the beginning.
he pulled away and winked at you, making you hide your face in his chest, blushing intensely until you guys were interrupted with a low groan beside you, signaling the presence of your brother who never left the room.
“can you please do this in your room? i really don’t feel like puking right now” your brother whined, irritation laced in his voice, and you scowled at him, silently scolding him with your eyes. jimin was more than amused, giving you another kiss just to irritate your brother a little more and then tilting to look at your brother.
“sorry buddy, your sister just makes it very hard to resist her ” he smirked a little to which your brother rolled his eyes, getting increasingly tired of jimin’s smug smile and twinkling eyes.
“don’t tell me shit like that” he muttered bitterly, not wanting to know anymore of how ‘irresistible’ his sister is, before pushing past you to go to the living room making you scoff as your eyes followed him disappearing into the living room.
“brat” you scolded under your breath before grabbing jimin’s hand and dragging him up the stairs to your room, leaving him no choice but to follow you. he did mention he would only be able to stay for a while so you didn’t waste any time.
you pushed the door to your open and he looked around fascinatedly, seeing all the different posters covering your walls, ranging from posters of The Rolling Stones, The Beatles, Led Zeppelin, Pink Floyd, Diana Ross, Michael Jackson, almost an entire side of your room had boxes with vinyl’s, tapes, and a huge cassette player resting on a table. you clearly loved music and spent almost all day listening to your wide collection. jimin smiled, feeling endeared over the reminder of your interest in music, it’s been a while since he’s been in your room.
it was all you both did at the beginning of your relationship, sit in his car or in his room or your room, and pop in different tapes of your playlists, sharing what you liked about each song before eventually forgetting about the music and tangling yourself with him. those days were the ones you fought so hard for when you later ran into issues.
you plopped down on your bed, quickly making up for lost time even though it’s only really been three days since you’ve last seen him but both of you promised to make a more conscious effort so your relationship didn’t hit a dead-end like it almost did a few weeks ago.
you talked about the most random things, you excitedly informed him about your new job at the diner, where you would wear roller skates to serve, you’d always loved the diner and were so glad you got the job. it was the same diner where jimin asked you out with all your friends peeking to look at you two being all shy while confessing you wanted to be more than friends.
the place was really special to you because after that day, you even had your first date there, your first kiss there, so many memories were bound to that place.
how long has it been since you both talked like this?
like there wasn’t a clock which was ticking forward to warn you that your time was almost over?
it’s been stupidly long since the last time you both were brimming with joy and happiness, having just passed that rough patch in your relationship.
“don’t you think this is great?” you sighed happily, eyes shining in pure joy and he hummed, a small smile dancing on his lips before he kissed the top of your head, he was happy for you, you ranted to him many times that getting this job would mean a lot to you, not just because of the memories, but the pay was also really good, the uniform was cute, you were sure half your friend group would be hanging out there and you couldn’t think of a better way to spend your summer.
“i can get free milkshakes now, so yes it’s great” he teased, you lightly hit his chest in response which made him laugh, grabbing you in his arms, making your scowl disappear into a small smile.
“you’re really excited about this, huh?” he asked, a certain lightness in his tone, making you nod in response, playing with his jacket, tugging it up on him so it was resting on him properly.
he liked to see you so excited, so full of life, he missed seeing you literally jumping in your place as your smile shined over the room. he couldn’t believe he almost let you go a few weeks ago, that he almost lost his chance to ever see your smile again.
“well, i’ll visit you every day” he declared, not wanting to miss any of his time with you, playing with your hair again. you turned around in his arms with a huge smile, a little surprised at his words. you both just fixed things so you thought he might want to keep a comfortable distance but jimin was more than ready to spend all of his time with you, because to him, nothing else really mattered.
at least nothing much.
“really?”
“of course, i would, but i do want something in return” he suggested with a glint in his eyes that was too bright to be completely pure. you missed him looking at you like that, like you both were one breathe away from getting lost in each other.
“like what?" you tilted your head to look at him right in the eyes, your breath hitching a little when he pulled your face closer only to move his face in such a way that his warm breath hit over your ear repeatedly, making your body coil in a faint shiver.
"a make-out session during your breaks wouldn’t hurt” he whispered, making you gasp not only because of the close proximity but fooling around at work had you flushing unbelievably, so you pushed yourself off him and glared at him, though a faint smile did dance on your lips.
“i think i’ll stick to the milkshakes” you uttered, making him laugh and then you both started bickering, him suggesting more and more things you could be doing, and each time you brushing him off and threatening that even the free milkshakes were off the table if he kept this up, in the middle of your conversation, jimin’s eyes absentmindedly fell on his backpack, only then remembering why he came all the way to your house.
“god, i almost forgot” he let his head fall back in a small chuckle at his own forgetfulness, reaching for the backpack as your confused eyes followed him, he got off the bed and you crawled to the end of it, propping your face in your hands on your elbows and watching him take a huge vinyl out of his backpack. he spinned it smoothly in his hands, then placing it in front of you and you brushed your fingers slightly on the cover and glanced up at him in confusion to see him uncharacteristically shy and nervous all of a sudden, his cheeks hidden behind a peach-pink hue which made you coo.
“did you bring new music for me?” your eyes softened at the memory of you two always giving each other new music to listen to, and he nodded very slowly.
“it’s something new, that’s for sure” he hummed and sat back down on the bed, looking at you with an unexplainable face.
“okay, let me put in the player then, we can listen to it to- “and before you could get up and reach over to place the vinyl in the player, jimin jumped from where he sat and snatched the vinyl from your hand.
you looked at him with slightly glassy eyes, not knowing why he was reacting the way he was.
did he not want to listen to music together anymore?
you let yourself sadly mull over the fact that some things truly did change between the two of you.
and jimin was beating himself up after he saw how your eyes immediately turned down and your smile fell into a flat line. there were a couple minutes of silence, a dangerous thread that you both were unwilling to walk on, and then you remembered your arguments. he mentioned how he wanted you to sacrifice more for his sake and you agreed to it then so you were going to follow through with your promise.
“it’s okay, we don’t have to if you don’t want to, i’ll just listen to it…by myself” you let out the last part in a faint whisper, taking the vinyl from his loosely held fingers and placing it on your table and pushing past him to sit near the headboard of the bed, your arms held across your chest as you avoided looking at him.
jimin fucked up.
he knew he fucked up; you could tell because he didn’t look at you either.
the playfulness and the wonder that danced around the room dulled into a flickering light.
his silence and your silence, the way you two refused to look at each other reminded you of exactly where you two were stuck weeks ago, and if it hurt then, it felt like repetitive punches to your stomach now, because this is after you promised to work it out, after you both talked of what made you insecure, and you being helplessly sensitive to some things and right now, you felt frustrated and disappointed because this wasn’t exactly a big deal but that didn’t mean you didn’t feel hurt.
you remember all those days he talked about how he would show you around the small studio he set up with his friends, in hopes of making music, a passion he shared with all of them, you would spend days just going on about how if you visited him at work, he would be distracted and you would playfully punch his arm a little, and then continue to coo over each other.
where did it all go?
you could see jimin running a hand on his face in exasperation and how exhausted he looked too, you couldn’t help but want to reach out and hold his hand and tell him it was going to be okay even if you were the one who needed the reassurance. but you didn’t, because even just a few feet away, he felt miles apart. and you didn’t bother reaching, giving him the chance to explain himself.
but no words came from him, the silence turned to tension in the air and you could feel your bit of hope dying along with the noise in the background.
as for jimin, his heart settled uneasily because he couldn’t bring himself to say any words without making it sound condescending or just wrong, he felt like any words from him at that moment would come out wrong and upset you even more, he was walking a dangerous line, while he didn’t want to hurt you by talking, he was also worsening the damage he caused by staying silent.
you heard a loud sigh from him, and you almost scoffed, now getting angry that he refused to do anything and acting like he was the one who just got a vinyl snatched from their hands.
“j-just please- “his pleading tone and wavering voice caught your attention but you still looked at your blanket, letting your fingers draw little circles and shapes on it, doing anything but not looking at him like he wanted you to. you didn’t even know why the environment was so tense all of a sudden, sure he took that vinyl in a rather harsh way and you felt hurt, but you didn’t understand why you both were acting the way you were.
“listen, please, just listen to me for a second here” he practically begged and that broke your resolve a little, you forcibly tore your eyes away from your bed to look at him. he looked desperate, his breathe coming out shallow and way too quickly as he rushed to fill the silence that has been hanging in the air.
“the vinyl, i want you to listen to it when i’m out of this room, that’s all i ask you to do” you wordlessly agreed and looked back down, continuing to draw shapes and your heart finally dropped when he left without saying another word, the door shutting behind him making you flinch and an empty sob ripped through your throat. you brought your knees to your chest and dropped your face on it, tears stinging your eyes but you refused to cry.
you stared down the vinyl sitting pretty on the edge of the table out of your periphery, contemplating whether to play it now or later but deciding that anytime it would just be a reminder that he didn’t want to listen to it with you, you just stomped to the table and tried not to cry as you placed the vinyl in the player and let the pin drop, your hands fiddled with one another under your sweater that you had to admit was not appropriate for the weather, as you waited for the song to begin.
but a pleasant surprise knocked all breath from your chest.
it was a new one, that was for sure, because instead of hearing the voice of some known singer in your time, your ears drowned in the all too familiar voice that surrounded you.
jimin’s voice.
sitting on the ground alone,
i get taken over by ever-growing thoughts
‘since when have you been hurting me’
even you don’t know.
you’re hurting too, cause you’re mine,i just wanna blow your mind
again, you’re moving further away like this.
“i’m alright”
though i say so,
maybe the truth is that i’m not.
i want you to be your light, baby, you should be your light
so that you are not hurt anymore
so that you can smile.
i want you to be your night, baby, you could be your night
so that this night can be honest with you.
and the tears you so desperately held back, fell in quiet rivers down your face as you crouched down, letting your forehead rest on the edge of the table as the lyrics sunk into every one of your nerves, slowly and painfully, your cries were silent, letting the song do all the crying for you because jimin sounded so desperate, like he needed you to be strong and he needed him to be strong to get through this.
promise me now
even if you feel alone many times a day,
don’t throw yourself away.
pause for a moment right here,
hook your pinky with mine,
and promise me now.
and the song came to an end, leaving you gasping for air around you as the room held its breath for your reaction.
your body ached, both in emotional exhaustion and from just staying still in an uncomfortable position.
no wonder he didn’t want you to listen to it when he was in the room. jimin basically spilled himself on this song, a silent plea continuing throughout to both him and you.
that things will be okay, things will be alright, we just have to get through one more night and the day will be better than we expect it to.
the reason for your weeks long fight was because both of you had never been in love, so exploring the unknown emotion together put a bunch of stops in your path, you loved him, he loved you but love simply wasn’t enough sometimes, both your insecurities never allowed you to bask in each other’s love. which lead to inconsistency, in your emotions, in your scenarios, in your everyday life, there were inconsistencies you couldn’t get past.
and after a painful day of fighting and screaming till both of you cried and sat on the floor, just sobbing with pieces of you all around you, jimin shakily held his hand out to you, your just as trembling fingers reached out and weakly held on, as he made you promise that you will try, if not anything else, you will try. and then to lighten the mood, wrapped his pinky around yours making a strained chuckle leave your lips as he cautiously pulled you into his lap and rocked you both back and forth until you couldn’t cry anymore tears and he couldn’t either.
you will always be grateful to him for that day because he held on when you couldn’t and it only felt right that you would extend forward to hold on now.
you got up from your crouched position, patting your cheeks and carefully removing the vinyl from the player and putting it in your favorites box, and reaching around for your phone, quickly dialing his number and holding your breath as you waited for him to pick up.
“hello- “you could hear the caution in his simple greeting.
“where the fuck are you? i need to see you.” you let out roughly, trying not to make your tone waver and you felt his nervous gulp at your tone even if he was definitely far away.
“l-like right now?” he stuttered, clearing his throat afterwards and you felt a faint smile tug at your lips at how scared he seemed.
“yes, like right now”
“oh okay, i’m in the studio with hose- “you quickly cut the call after you got his location, sliding it into your pocket and sprinting out your door.
a knock on the glass door of his shared studio with his friends made jimin’s leg jump under the table, hitting the surface and making him wince in pain, immediately clutching his hand around it and limping towards the door all while awkwardly wrapping his palm around the injured area. he knew it was you. but that didn’t mean his heart didn’t fall to his stomach when he saw you standing there, hair slightly disheveled, red eyes and lips in a flat line, but you still looked so beautiful to him. the most beautiful really.
before he could utter a word, you pushed yourself into the studio, closing the door behind you and staring at with an expression he couldn’t decipher. and to him, you looked pissed. but you were honestly just brimming with new-found hope for you too. if he said you could try, you could and you would try.
but it did not seem that way for poor jimin who shuffled on his feet uncomfortably, not understanding why you would cut the call so abruptly and visit him in his studio which he was yet to show you officially.
and then his breath stuttered as a possibility of the situation came to his mind.
did you come all this way to break up with him?
is that why you seemed to be in such a hurry, to get rid of him as quickly as you could?
“the song was…” you trailed off, pausing to turn and lean back on the desk behind you, leaving jimin with his heart in his throat as he waited for your response.
he put so much of him into the song and if you didn’t like it, he didn’t know what he would do with himself.
“if you’ll keep your promise, i will too” your voice broke him out of his trance, hope blooming in his chest again at your words as you continued to speak.
“because if we’re going to do this, i need to know that we’re both going to be putting in the effort, i’m tired of the misunderstandings between us, we were never like this. i just want to go back to how we used to be” you sighed, your mind mulling over the start of your journey to love, it was so innocent, the beginning of love always is innocent. and jimin missed it too.
“as much as i love how we used to be, we can’t fully go back to how we used to be, we’ve been through…. too much to act like everything can go back to normal. we can keep working towards it though, we can work towards the days we used to have, and i’ll keep my promise, i promise that i’ll keep my promise” you went through a turmoil of emotions at his words, relief at his promise, but also a faint ache at the harsh realization that he was right, you couldn’t just magically go back to who you were, but you can keep trying till you get there.
you kept your head down, the faintest bit of satisfaction in your heart, as you moved forward to let yourself finally give up and just let him hug you. you heard him sigh in relief before wrapping his arms around you and burying your face into his neck. but then you abruptly pulled back making him furrow his eyebrows, only for that to melt into a soft smile as you held your pinky up for him.
“we promise, right?” you meekly said, with a faint smile and he put his pinky against yours, nodding his head as he pulled you back to him with your linked pinkies making you stumble and fall into him again, a quick giggle leaving your lips.
“we promise” and he sealed his promise with a kiss on the top of your head, leaving you to nuzzle into him closer until distance was but a myth between you and him.
and after that day at the studio, just like you expected, he visited you everyday at work only to drag you to the back alley for proving that he kept his promise, in more ways than one and you went back to letting songs play in his car as you played with his hair between your fingertips and your bodies became one.
as it turns out, all you both needed to do to be ‘we’ again was to keep your promise.
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genre: fluff, crack, tiniest bit of angst (2.4k)
summary: he doesn’t want you to leave but jungkook isn’t cruel enough to stop you either.
koi no yokan(fools!universe)
genre: fluff (6k)
summary: koi no yokan is the premonition of love.
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a little bit of love - k.th.
genre : fluff, angst (3.5k+) (request for @ofrosesandteacups) thank you so much for requesting, i hope you like it :]
summary : there’s nothing that freaks you out more than love does.
when you first met taehyung, you didn’t imagine how far you guys would come along, sure you liked him from how your friends described him and how he presented himself to the masses, but to come to a point where a day wouldn’t go by without you missing him even as he sat beside you, was beyond you.
you almost felt ridiculous for cuddling up even more to him just at the thought of him being gone for work the next day making him chuckle and gently pat your head. the tv played some old 80’s movie that taehyung loved and served as ambient music which was both romantic and full of yearning. just like the two of you sat in front of it.
“what’s got you like this?” he gestured to your arms that looked close to suffocating his torso but you didn’t weaken your grip, only burying your head in his chest even more.
“you’ll be gone all day tomorrow” you softly whined, your voice coming out muffled and just clear enough for taehyung to hear and he let out a sigh at your words. it was going to be so hard to go to work tomorrow, how could he possibly say goodbye to you for a whole 24 hours after you do and say the things you do?
“i promise i’ll make it up to you, we can go to dinner at that diner you like this weekend” taehyung offered, hoping that would lift your spirit up a little and you nodded happily, any time with him was perfect for you.
“deal” you whispered and before taehyung could ask you about which movie you wanted to start next, he heard your slow, even breaths fill the silence and he simply let a fond smile grace his face, as he shut the tv off and devoted his entire attention to watch you sleep. not in a creepy way, in more of a ‘you’re so fucking cute, i would die for you’ way.
and it was in that moment, your arms never losing their tight grip on him, your nose twitching ever so often in your sleep and your legs wrapped around his, taehyung decided that he was helplessly in love with you and that conclusion only solidified for him when he reached to kiss your forehead, he still felt his body erupt in tingles, these tingles that he gets whenever he’s with you haven’t died since the day, he’s met you.
taehyung was in love. and he wanted to shout it from any building in the world.
-
you kicked the blanket around your feet as you tossed and turned to avoid the sunlight burning your eyes awake, and with one final groan, you pushed yourself up to lay on your elbows as you cursed everything about the day when its barely begun. you saw taehyung’s side of the bed empty and sighed, you remembered how warm he felt last night, and how his voice put you right to sleep, your cheeks warmed as your mind travelled to how he promised you his weekend just so you wouldn’t be sad and your heart did a good old flip as you continued to think about him.
you heard yeontan yapping at your feet, waiting for you to give him all your attention and love, you gave the cheery dog a soft smile before scooping him up in your arms and letting him lick all over your face while you giggled and tilted your head away from his sloppy kisses, once he finally calmed down, you just buried your face into his fur and realized yeontan only reminded you more about taehyung.
this was going to be a long day without him.
you could feel your stomach drop a little at the sad realization and you deemed it so unfair that you couldn’t spend every minute of your life with hi-
wait a minute.
it hasn’t even been 8 hours since you last saw him so why were you acting like his funeral was tomorrow? why did you miss him so much when you were literally in his arms not too long ago?
your head snapped up as you caught yourself thinking that as your legs flung over the side of the bed, your eyes widened at your own thoughts. any and all romance draining out of your body, as familiar dread and paranoia took its place.
where was all this coming from?
the last time you felt like this, was in grade school, when you still wore a little skirt and tie, and sat at the bleachers as you watched your then-boyfriend with flushed cheeks and giddy eyes, play basketball, he would always take the ball, give you a cocky smirk and say, ‘this one’s for you’, only for the ball to always fall to the side instead of into the hoop. you would just give him an awkward smile and slow applause, maybe you should’ve taken that missed shot as a sign that your relationship would end in disaster.
because all the while you adored and gave him heart eyes, he would smile right at your face, only to send a wink and smirk to someone else over your shoulder.
and now, after all these years, you gave those same lovesick eyes to taehyung. and you could feel your palms getting sweaty just at the thought of your relationship ending the same way.
of course, you knew better, you’ve come a long way since school, done a lot of growing up, and now, you were confident in yourself and you were almost completely sure that taehyung never did that. almost.
but how much did you see? maybe you missed it at some point. you let out a loud groan and fell back on the bed with hair everywhere on your face.
fuck, you were royally screwed.
it wasn’t even noon and your mind was hell bent to make this your worst day.
how could you think of taehyung like this? sweet, kind taehyung, who’s giving you his weekend, taehyung who always kisses you on the forehead at night when he thinks you’re sleeping, taehyung who defended mint chocolate with an adorable pout on his face, taehyung who cooed and played with every baby he saw, taehyung who knew everything about you, the good and the ugly, and still stayed, and most importantly, taehyung who loved you.
he loved you, it was no secret. boy was as whipped as they come, and anyone with two eyes could see it and he didn’t have to say it to you for you to know, you just knew that he loved you, he trusted you enough to introduce you to his dog and that was a very big deal to him (you quote, ‘it’s like you’re meeting my parents’).
and that scared you, because holy shit, this man is ready to give you the world but would you ever be able to carry everything he gives you? were you ready to admit to yourself that you would give him twice the world he gives you because that’s how precious he is to you?
you aren’t ready.
and you don’t think you ever will be.
maybe you should’ve gone to therapy for your commitment and trust issues when you were still in university because you definitely regretted flipping the finger to your kind on-campus counsellor now (she was actually very condescending and forced you to talk about your problems instead of easing into it like a good counsellor would so fuck her but you were still on that train of hating yourself, weren’t you?). it was almost like you never thought your issues would come back to bite you in the ass.
whatever, you can push this under the rug like you always have. it should be fine, it’s the way you have always dealt with, push it under the rug or run away from it.
and you know how ridiculous your thoughts are right now, you couldn’t possibly run away from taehyung, because here you were, all dressed up in a baby blue dress with your hands occupied in three large bags of takeout food for the hardworking boys in the practice room in front of you. and yes, you also know how pathetic it is to be so scared of being in love with this man and then coming right back to him because what if he missed his lunch? (you just wanted to see his face and no, you couldn’t go an entire day without him).
you sheepishly poked your head in and saw all of them scattered around the room, their heads snapping towards the now open door and you quickly looked for your man in the crowd, only to find him already looking at you with surprise evident in his eyes and a confused but lovely broad grin on his face as he happily skipped to you, pulling you in and closing the door behind you, almost immediately enveloping you in a warm hug.
“what are you doing here?” he happily sighed into the crook of your neck, and you could feel your heart stutter a little at the clear joy in his tone. you pulled away from him to lift the bags in your hands up.
“thought that you could use some food” you tilted your head to look at everyone else, giving them a shy smile and bow, taehyung looking at you with those eyes that he seemed to always look at you these days.
those lovesick eyes.
“fuck i love you” he chuckled slightly, grabbing the bags from your hands and walking away to set them on a table, not noticing how wide your eyes have gotten or the panic in your face as he said it.
he finally said the words you’ve been both dreading and longing to hear, and in such a casual way, you knew he just said it in a playful way for all the food you brought in but that didn’t mean your heart didn’t drop to your ass when you heard them. you snapped out of your trance when your ears caught them call you in a chorus, ushering you over to them.
“everything okay?” he whispered just low enough for you to hear, making sure that it didn’t catch anyone else’s attention. and as much as you wanted to fall on him and tell him everything your mind was putting you through, you gave him a tight smile and nodded your head.
you quietly walked up to them and only spoke when you were spoken to, a little too lost in yourself, looking to the side when taehyung nudged your elbow a little. you were never this silent, you were always bubbling with things to say or you made some dry jokes about your own suffering that had the whole room laughing, but right now, you just weren’t you. and that worried him.
“of course, i am always okay” you let out a nervous chuckle slip past your lips as you said it, cursing yourself for the slight break in your tone.
you weren’t okay.
you weren’t okay at all.
and taehyung knew that.
you could tell he wasn’t convinced at all with your answer so you just sighed and decided to come clean.
“we will talk about this later, okay? it isn’t anything bad, but it isn’t necessarily good either” you rambled silently, and taehyung, though unconvinced and worried sick now, nodded in agreement, giving you a side hug and kiss to your temple making your heart wrench in place even more.
“you know i love you, right? and that you can tell me anything?” you knew.
that was the problem.
you fucking knew he loved you and you didn’t know how to handle that.
but until your inevitable discussion later, you just leaned in for a kiss on his cheek making his cheeks flush and hurt a little at the almost immediate smile that grew on his face.
“aw look at them being all cute” jimin cooed from where he stood, clearly not having noticed the prior tense environment around the two of you.
“i’m telling you, it’s the honeymoon phase. they’ll be at each other’s throats soon” jungkook snickered harmlessly, as the others argued that you both have been in this honeymoon phase since forever now and it didn’t seem to go away anytime soon. and you turned red as they all continued to tease the two of you, making lighthearted jokes at how whipped you were and you didn’t have it in you to laugh like you usually would.
with jungkook and everyone else around you, people who you have become so comfortable with, it was all too overwhelming, you fit in so well, almost too well and that was one more thing for you to worry about.
when did you start feeling so at home with all of these people?
and why did spending lunch with them feel so normal all of a sudden?
you usually had lunch at your workplace with your friends, and you wouldn’t say you enjoyed it very much, because most of the time, you all were too exhausted to hold fun conversations, so it was all a very monotonous routine. but now, with taehyung and rest of them, you could feel bubbling energy every second you spent with them and it just felt so perfect.
but did it feel that way for them? or were you just intruding on their normal routine?
after a silent excuse to leave to work early and way too quick of a goodbye, you left with an even heavier mind than the one you spent all morning with. and even if you thought you were being subtle, your sour mood caught the attention of everyone in the room who were more concerned than you thought they would be.
“are you ready to tell me what’s going on with you?” taehyung walked in your apartment to see you slumped on the sofa, eyes teary with your focus on the tv which played somber ending music to a show (you weren’t crying because of the show, you were crying because oh my fucking god did you hate being you at that very moment, you were wallowing in self pity and with thoughts that you’ll die alone and loveless with around 20 cats, you even placed an order for catnip and bed impulsively for a cat you didn’t even own). you were doing great, clearly.
you couldn’t delay this conversation anymore without hurting either of you two even more.
“huh?” you sniffed, turning to see him pulling his coat off while keeping his narrowed and concerned eyes on you, you have never heard that tone on taehyung or seen him so agitated in a while.
at least both of them were never directed at you.
he dropped down next to you on the sofa, pulling the large bag of chips from your arms and setting it aside before looking right at you, refusing to break eye contact, leaving you to be the one to break it off with a sigh.
“i’m going to need you to listen to me without saying anything for the next 10 minutes because this is really hard for me to talk about, and i am not even sure what my actual problem is, i just don’t feel okay and i think i’m going to explode any second” you rambled, clearing your throat awkwardly at the end and crossing your arms across your chest like you were trying to protect yourself from your own words.
taehyung had never you seen this vulnerable, with your red-rimmed eyes, quivering lips and a loose sweater hanging off your shoulders, refusing to look at him, instead focusing on the socks adorning his feet and voice coming out in quiet gasps and whispers that he could barely hear.
you looked so fragile, so close to breaking to him. and that broke him too.
“whatever it is, we will figure it out together” he softly let out, forcing your arms out of the hold it had over your chest and tenderly grasping onto your hands, it made you feel exposed, even more vulnerable than you already were.
“i told you to be quiet” you choked out in a groan, tears pricking your eyes and he immediately cooed, rubbing the back of your hands and assuring that you now have the complete room to yourself.
“you know how things are going so well for us? like we spend at least 5 days in a week together and we’ve introduced each other to our friends and we’ve spoken briefly to each other’s parents too?”
“yeah, we’re obsessed with each other god.”
“taehyung?”
“yeah?”
“shut up.”
“okay” he chuckled and gestured for you to continue, making you smile a little too.
“i just feel like everything is going so well, and i feel so happy, so comfortable, i feel like i’m at a place in my life that i’ve been running towards my whole life but now that i’m actually here, i feel…scared?” taehyung raised an eyebrow at the end of your sentence, but not questioning anything because you continued your worried rant.
“it’s like, everything about you and your life has fit in so perfectly with mine, even with your busy schedule and my pain-in-the-ass work hours, we somehow make it work but i’m scared that it will all just go away at some point and i’ll be back at square one. i’ve never felt like this before, i love you, a lot and i love everything about us, i’m so happy with how we are, i just need reassurance that we will stay like this for as long as we can be, that’s all” you let out a deep breathe you didn’t know you were holding and looked at him nervously, chewing your bottom lip and you were sure that you bit it too hard. your heart pounded so hard, it felt like it was going to escape the cage of your chest.
“first off, stop biting your lip like that, you’re going to split it open and second, i love you too and third, is that it? you’re scared that we won’t last?” taehyung looked at you in disbelief that you would even think that you could get rid of him as his hands tightened around your own.
“and that you will leave me for someone else” you sighed out, figuring that it was best to just lay it all out there while you’re at it. taehyung just looked down and shook his head, as if he couldn’t believe what he was hearing.
“you really don’t have a clue of how in love i am with you, do you?” you slowly shook your head at his rhetorical question.
“well, i guess i have to remind you. you have nothing to worry about when it comes to us, okay? whatever we are, and whatever we will become, i promise to try my best to always make it work for us, because just like you said, i love us and i love you. and if you don’t know what to do, we can figure it out together, i haven’t been in many relationships either, at least not meaningful ones so i have no clue but together, we can do anything, yeah?” he waited for your nod which came shortly after his words, you didn’t even realize you were crying until taehyung reached up to rub your tears away gently with his thumb, all while holding a soft smile to you.
“i love you, okay? and i am not going anywhere, i don’t want to be anywhere else so next time you feel like this, don’t suffer alone, come to me and we can either cry together or i can kiss your tears away, whichever works for you, though i would prefer the k-“ he was cut short when you literally threw your body on top of his, he immediately broke into a small giggle, reaching to wrap his arms around you too.
“i think you liked the kisses idea” he lightly teased making you laugh and mumble a low ‘shut up’ into his hoodie.
“do you promise? that we’ll try till we can’t?” you leaned back with glassy eyes and he smiled, nodding his answer.
“i promise, now you shut up and come back here” he pulled you back so that you would fall with your head nestled into his neck again.
“oh, one thing” he spoke up again and you let him continue.
“can you bring us lunch more often? because they all seem to love you more than they love me” he pouted a little, recounting how everyone rushed to ask him if everything was okay with you after practice was over and you smiled a little, feeling a little stupid for worrying so much about intruding on them.
“of course, as long as i get to see you” you jokingly blew him a kiss to which he reacted with an equally dramatic reaction, clutching his chest and scrunching his eyes shut, acting like he got shot and falling off the couch, the silence being filled with your loud laughs.
and that is how you end all your nights with him, filled with joy, and filled to the brim, with love.
turns out you didn’t need therapy after all.
but what were you going to do with all that catnip now?
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genre: fluff, angst (38k+ rip phone readers)
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summary: "can you please make me a bouquet which conveys ‘fuck you’?“
taehyung sighs as he sits back down after making a large bouquet of different roses for a man who clearly needed to apologise to someone, considering the amount of money he spent, he probably fucked up pretty badly.
business at the flower shop was never booming, as expected, these days text messages, calls and half-assed reasonings have replaced the simplicity and significance of flowers.
even taehyung himself wouldn’t have cared about flowers at all, but he promised himself that he would do this for his best friend and his family who took care of him for as long as he remembered.
as he sat by himself, humming an unknown tune, he unconsciously glanced outside to see her.
he saw her every day, she would pass his little flower shop and she would be doing the most random things, one thing he picked up about her was that she seemed to walk her dog the same path crossing his store every other day, but one thing he knew for sure, that she was absolutely stunning.
he would sometimes catch her looking at the colourful tulips placed at the front of the shop or lazily gaze through the entire shop before she walked away.
but it was not like taehyung liked her, it was almost like he found her habits endearing, he was intrigued by this person who seemed to go through a tsunami of emotions every day, he is only guessing that, of course, based on the way she walked. the days taehyung assumed she was "sad”, she had a lethargic walk, “angry” was noticeable easily since she seemed to stomp her way by his store and the days he assumed she was “happy”, she seemed to have a bounce in her step and a bright smile, grinning at everyone she passed, it almost sometimes made taehyung wish he crossed paths with her so he could witness it too.
and after she passed by, he got right back to doing his work.
the flower shop was small but absolutely cosy and taehyung did all he could to make it look presentable and elegant.
he was not obligated to work there, but he felt like he owed that much and he enjoyed it too so, he would work whenever he had time. now, since it was summer, he had a lot of time for himself and he had nothing better to do anyway, so he’d be at the store the whole day.
he didn’t have anyone to go home to, anyone that would miss his presence except maybe his group of friends, so he leisurely spent the time around arranging the flowers and handling them with the utmost care.
taehyung absent-mindedly ran his fingers through his hair about a million times as he read his book which had information about different kinds of flowers and their meaning and care before the sunset, and then, the business was flat, he had maybe two customers who came for simple congratulatory bouquets, both of which took almost no time to make.
the clock struck 9 and he decided he could wrap it up for today and head home.
he double-checked if he had put recorded today’s activities, put the money in the safe and locked the glass doors, stepping outside.
the nights were pretty cold which was a stark contrast to the mornings that were irritatingly warm and sticky.
taehyung walked as he passed by many people, some were happy, some were drunk, some were definitely drunk, some were embarrassed because of the drunk person, some were talking loudly on their phones, some were giggling and everyone seemed to live in their own world. he admired the many different lifestyles that people led, while others found it annoying, he found it almost amusing about how we all live in the same familiar world, but completely unfamiliar with each other.
he heard his phone ding and he knew who it was even before looking at it. there were only around 7 people who would text him and he managed to set a different tone for each of them since it would be easier to know who was going to bother him for the day.
from: chimmy
yo tae, you done with the shop?
to: chimmy
hey chim, just finished wrapping everything up. omw home.
from: chimmy
great, i am coming over, i’m staying the night too.
to: chimmy
aight, see you in a bit then.
and with that, he slid his phone back into his coat pocket and walked a little faster so that he could go home and cook some dinner by the time jimin came over.
he opened the door to his apartment, it wasn’t like it was the biggest home in the area nor was it the smallest, but it was enough for him as the space made him feel cosy and it somehow fit him and his friends whenever they came over, he had a secret studio room which no one really knew about but him.
he walked in to see jimin sitting comfortably on the couch, and by comfortably, he meant legs sprawled out and body bent in the weirdest angles.
“tae!” jimin jumped up from the couch running over to give him a bear hug, taehyung pretended to shrug jimin off but he enjoyed the affection jimin showered him with so often.
“chill dude, you saw me not even 24 hours ago,” taehyung said, placing his coat and keys aside but jimin only grinned at him.
“anyway, we are gonna pass by the fact that you obviously very much so missed me too, i am hungry, you suck at cooking so, i already ordered some jjajangmyeon and we can watch a movie or something before sleeping, sound good?” jimin spoke so quickly, that any other person would barely grasp on what he was talking about but it was his best friend for like almost his whole life so jimin’s motorboat speaking skills rarely ever confuse him.
he nodded, trying not to take offence at the obvious jab on his cooking, but who was he kidding, he sucked at it and he was more than grateful that jimin had already ordered.
“sounds great, let me just change and come back. please put some good movie, i don’t want any of that alien vs. predator shit” he mumbled before heading over to his room.
he came out around the same time their food arrived and so they ate and bantered, talked about their day and eventually, passed out on the couch before the movie ever ended.
-
bright light entered through the thin curtains covering the large windows in the living room and taehyung stirred in his sleep, he groaned and turned away, trying to ignore the fact that it’s morning now but eventually, he got up, lazily rubbing his eyes and squinting to look at his surroundings.
there were dirty plates, glasses littering the table in front of them and then there was jimin, he had one leg on top of the couch, the other leg awkwardly touching the ground while he lightly snored.
taehyung snickered to himself as he pulled his phone out to take an extremely unflattering picture of his best friend and sent it to the group chat of their remaining friends. they immediately responded with hilarious reactions, all of them saying they would be saving the picture for future revenge.
taehyung stretched and finally got up from the couch to put the plates and other things away, then he lightly kicked jimin to wake him up, but jimin being jimin, just groaned and went back to sleeping like a baby. taehyung sighed and decided to wake him up later.
he went to his room to clean himself up and put on a comfortable outfit as he was gonna spend the rest of his day at the flower shop anyway.
he walked out of his room to find jimin still snoring away, so he got his phone and played the latest, most catchy k-pop song he could find as loudly as possible until it annoyed jimin enough to wake up.
“kim taehyung, i swear to god, shut the damn noise already!” jimin yelled, throwing a pillow but taehyung continued blasting different songs, dancing to them and singing along loudly.
jimin got up with a huff and glared at taehyung with a sleepy pout on his face.
“lose the pout chim, it won’t work on me nor will the glare, so get your lazy ass up and help me with breakfast already,” he mused, walking away to the kitchen while jimin rolled around the couch, whining for another 10 minutes before getting up to clean himself up as well.
after he was done getting ready, he joined taehyung in the kitchen to find a glass of juice, ready for him to drink and he jumped to sit on the counter as he watched tae make waffles for the both of them.
“look who finally decided to get their useless ass up” tae snickered as his tongue stuck out, concentrating on not to ruin the waffles.
“shut up man” jimin groaned out, rubbing his face tiredly before helping with the waffles as well.
“also, mom wants you to come over for dinner soon, she misses you apparently, so do the rest of them,” jimin informed and taehyung nodded, his heart warming slightly that someone missed him.
“sure, why not, i miss them too,” taehyung said with a soft sigh, and jimin gave him a small smile.
they both ate their breakfast and cleaned up the house a bit more before going off to their daily routine.
jimin worked at a small bakery that had the most amazing blueberry cupcakes, it was a part-time job though, jimin spent the rest of his time working at his family’s company. their family was rich and the company was very successful but jimin liked doing something that was only his for his satisfaction.
taehyung himself was an artist, an anonymous artist that no one except his closest friends knew about, he sold his art privately to specific people only but he was still pretty well-known as some of his works in the local gallery and graffiti went viral, it seemed like a bit of banksy situation but it’s not like he expected his art to blow up like that. he worked in the flower shop because he found it comforting and would probably continue working there until his big debut at an art gallery in the winter.
he was very passionate about the little things in life, the forgotten things, he wanted to remind people of the beauty in things that we usually ignore, which he tried to reflect in his art. his art was something he was very shy about, which is why very few people knew of it. he went by the alias vante, a random name that he came up with when he visited Paris with his friends at the beginning of his career.
as he approached the flower shop, he gently smiled at the soft sunshine falling on the tulips, he liked the tulips being at the front since they symbolize 'perfect love’.
he pushed the door open, being greeted with all different kinds of scents, he let his fingers delicately caress the different flowers before reaching the counter where he removed his jacket and got to work.
he sprayed the flowers with water, taking his time, and making sure each different kind of flower received a sufficient amount of water. this took about two hours every single day and after that, he plopped down on his chair, tired but relaxed nonetheless.
a few customers poured in, all for different reasons, two stood out the most, mainly because he used his favorite flowers in their decorations: a blue-haired guy who wanted to gift flowers to his boyfriend, taehyung happily wrapped a bouquet of peonies and red tulips, both flowers represented love and a kind old man who wanted flowers to give to his wife for their anniversary, taehyung decided on a bouquet of matthiola incana and camellia for him.
his heart filled with warmth watching the old man softly smile at his bouquet and thank him several times, this is why he loved working at the flower shop, to see that smile on different people for different reasons.
the sky turned to a beautiful ombre of orange and red, business slowed down again and taehyung lazily scrolled through his phone, laughing at the silly messages his friends sent, screenshotting a few and he absent-mindedly gazed outside to see heragain, right on time for her daily stroll.
but this time, he clearly saw the anger and rage evident on her face as she seemed to head in his direction.
taehyung panicked, sure, he had admired the mystery girl many times, but he never once thought he would actually have to meet her, he kept trying to avoid the fact that she was angrily stomping her way into his shop.
she looked around the shop before her eyes landed on him, she kept her gaze straight on him as she walked up to him, taking long and quick strides as he gulped nervously.
she finally reached the counter and slammed a twenty-dollar bill on it, making taehyung jump at the sound, and she spoke through gritted teeth,
“can you please make me a bouquet which conveys 'fuck you’?” her honey-like voice seethed.
oh no.
-
taehyung froze, his eyes wide as he tried to register the words she just spoke but quickly, he collected himself and cleared his throat before speaking.
“of course” he replied with a small smile and the girl looked a bit confused because she didn’t understand how this man remained so calm while she was quite literally bursting at seams with anger, he got up from where he was and walked over to the flowers, quietly looking through all of them, his eyes brightening a little every time he found the suitable flowers for the girl’s very specific bouquet.
she stayed silent, anger still evident but she softened quite a bit looking at the man in front of her, who was picking the flowers with a sense of calmness, as if he was used to people asking him to make a “fuck you” bouquet.
even though she was restless, she could not deny that this guy looked handsome as fuck.
she quickly scoffed and looked away, when she remembered why exactly she was here and why she needed that particular bouquet.
taehyung picked the flowers, wrapping them gently in some rustic patterned paper before finishing off with a bright red bow. he handed the bouquet to her and she tried to ignore the giddy feeling in her stomach she got when their fingers lightly grazed.
it’s nothing more than just attention from this obviously very good-looking man, that was all.
she watched the different flowers in the bouquet with the utmost confusion on why those particular flowers as taehyung took that time to admire the girl in front of him who was frowning in concentration, he found it adorable, he didn’t even realise she was speaking until he saw her lips moving, her lips were a light pink and looked very soft, he noted before listening to her.
“if you don’t mind, can you tell what each of these flowers symbolise?” she asked, her voice soft and soothing but an underlying tone of anger was still present. taehyung nodded, though surprised because most people didn’t care about the meanings of the flowers but he was grateful that someone asked and more importantly, that she asked.
“the germaniums symbolise stupidity, the foxglove stands for insincerity, the meadowsweet for uselessness, the yellow carnations for disappointment and finally, the orange lilies for hatred” taehyung explained with amusement as he watched the girl take in all the information.
she smirked and the thought 'this should teach steven a lesson’ kept revolving in her mind before she looked back at the dashing boy with a voice that could melt ice. she loved the way he spoke, his words sounded well-thought-out and beautiful and she could probably listen to him talk all day and never get tired but she quickly shook those thoughts from her head.
you don’t even know the dude, she quickly corrected herself.
“thank you, i know it’s an odd request-” she stammered, trying to explain why she needed it without giving away too much information but taehyung cut her off, waving his hand.
“it’s not a problem at all, don’t worry about it” he gave her a small smile, hoping to make her feel more comfortable. she nodded, gratefully before placing an extra twenty as a tip on the counter.
“thank you so much for taking your time to explain it and of course, for the bouquet.” she said, smiling brightly and holding back at the bouquet.
god, she looks even more breathtaking up close, he thought, involuntarily matching her smile.
“you’re welcome, have a great day miss.” he waved her goodbye and she nodded before spinning on her heel and exiting the shop, much calmer than she was when she entered it.
she couldn’t deny the smile that wouldn’t budge from her face as she couldn’t get the man out of her head but that was quickly wiped away when she saw the bouquet and was reminded of the circumstances that lead to her needing to walk into that flower shop. she started to walk quickly again, ready to give the bouquet to the guy who broke her heart, not sparing a second glance at the shop.
in the shop, taehyung sat stunned as his mind seemed to take a lot of time to process whatever just happened but even with the confusion, a small smile was on his face as her bright smile-even though she was obviously very pissed- kept flashing in his mind. he was so in his thoughts that he didn’t even notice jimin enter the shop until he heard someone obnoxiously clap their hands in front of him suddenly.
startled, he flinched and shuffled around, trying to regain his cool before he realised it was only jimin.
“why do you look like that?” jimin asked with a tilt to his head, sitting on an empty stool, looking around the flower shop, taking in all the small changes taehyung had made since he started working in the shop.
the lights were brighter, the decor was all plush in pale colors to make the vibrant flowers stand out and the wrapping papers had many varieties now.
he let out a sigh, before turning back to taehyung who watched him quietly.
taehyung knew how painful it was for jimin to come into the flower shop since it was previously owned by jimin’s grandpa, the both of them would always visit his grandpa at work as young boys, played around with the various flowers and ribbons, and it was rare for jimin to come to the flower shop as every little detail reminded him of his happy, old man.
he would only visit the shop in two instances, either he was in a very good mood or the complete opposite. he heavily sighed one last time before setting his elbows on the counters and leaning his face into his hands.
“well, are you going to answer me today?” jimin asked, the snark unmissable in his voice and taehyung shook his head.
“that’s not important, i was just distracted, is everything ok chim?” taehyung asked, carefully, deciding that a random but attractive girl wasn’t important at the moment, and jimin nodded.
“i just had a small fight with the manager at the bakery, i keep messing up the display apparently like sir but all the sugared donuts look the same to me, how am i supposed to know which ones are cream or jam-filled if i don’t know what’s fucking in them and i’m just handed a tray expected to arrange even though no one tells me what the fuck it is” he groaned out loud, hitting his head on the table, his complaints about his manager were frequent, and jimin sweetly called the manager 'a pain in my bubbly ass’.
“how about we have a guys night, you, me and the boys?” he suggested. jimin contemplated whether meeting the rest of the crackheads would end in anything good.
it would not.
but he agreed to it nonetheless, they always managed to make him feel happy anyway.
the boys sent a text to their group chat and headed out, locking the flower shop, ready for a good time but thoughts of the girl lingered in taehyung’s mind as he walked alongside his best friend.
meanwhile, things were not going so great for her as she impatiently tapped her foot, standing in front of the large building, waiting for her boyfriend, well soon-to-be-ex-boyfriend to step out so she could finally put a stop to whatever clownery their relationship was.
she read his text which stated he would be out in 10 minutes and smirked before slipping her phone back into her pocket.
i’ll be so glad when this is over, she thought.
-
she perked up, watching him exit the building and walking straight to her. he had a huge grin on his face as he approached her and leaned in for a hug which she immediately dodged, leaving him confused.
“wha-” he started, concern laced in his voice but she put her hand up, stopping him from speaking any further.
“save it, steven” she spat out and he looked taken aback by her sudden harsh words but he realised that her posture was very rigid and she looked very pissed off.
“babe, is everything okay?” he asked, a nervous chuckle escaping his lips, stepping closer to her and tried to hold her hand, she immediately swatted his hand away before glaring at him.
“don’t act so innocent, babe. maybe set a new password for that goddamn phone of yours” she seethed, venom dripping from her words and he finally started to get a small idea of what was happening.
“you saw the texts?” he asked, his voice was small and he looked away, clearly guilty.
“did i see them? well, let’s go through some facts here, so i’m just a 'cheap bitch’ who you will have around for 'another tiring month’ and all i do is 'bore the fuck out of you’ or 'annoy you’ and you 'don’t know’ how to end things with me. now you tell me, did i see the fucking texts?” she almost screamed and he took it, he deserved it, hell, he probably deserved more than that but she knew arguing with him was just a waste of her precious time.
“babe, please listen to m-” he pleaded but she wasn’t having any of it, cutting him off once again.
“no, you listen to me steven, since you 'don’t know’ how to end things with me, i’m gonna make this real simple for you. i don’t want to spend another 'tiring’ minute with you, i honestly feel bad for whoever you’ll date next, i hope they enjoy their 'two minutes in hell’ in bed with you” she spat out and he just stared at her, stone shocked.
“also, i almost forgot, you were a florist right? have a good time figuring out what this means” she smirked, throwing the bouquet into his arms and taking one last look at his dumb face before turning and walking in the opposite direction, head held high and a bounce in her step.
steven stood there, dumbfounded before bringing the bouquet closer to inspect the flowers, he immediately understood what they meant and a offended scoff left his lips as he dropped the bouquet to his feet and stomped on it, again and again, like a child.
she sashayed her way home and closed the door, leaning on it, letting out a light sigh before a smile formed on her lips for two reasons,
1. she was finally not with that man-child anymore and she never felt more relieved in her life.
2. she also remembered the very cute boy from the flower shop, his doll-like features and his comforting words, how he spoke about flowers so passionately even when they had an unpleasant meaning, he intrigued her and she didn’t have to mention the fact that she was attracted to him, she was pretty sure everyone who met him was.
she put her shoes away, hung her coat with a hum and walked into her apartment which she shared with her best friend.
speaking about above mentioned best friend, celeste park walked in at that moment and immediately started bombarding her with questions on how everything went.
she just let out a huff before slowly walking into her room with celeste hot on her tail, she shut out whatever surely nonsense her friend was spewing and quickly excused herself to shower and change.
after she was in more comfortable clothes, she joined celeste on the couch who sat with a small pout on her face, clearly annoyed that she wouldn’t tell her anything.
she cuddled into her friend’s arms and started narrating about how it all went down with steven, celeste continued to throw around snide remarks about her ex-boyfriend the entire time, and by the end of it, both of them were giggling before celeste tightly hugged her.
“i am so proud of you and happy that you are not with him anymore, god knows how many times i told you he wasn’t worth your time” celeste snickered, brushing her friend’s hair softly.
“yeah, you sounded like a broken record. i should have dumped him right then.” she giggled as celeste hit her with a pillow.
“also, i forgot to mention, i met this guy,” she mused with a cheeky smile, wandering off and leaving celeste with wide eyes who started to follow the girl around as she made dinner.
“who is it? and damn, who knew you would find someone else literally the day you break up with your boyfriend?” celeste said with a smirk on her face, sitting on the chair near the counter.
“shut up cel, i barely know the guy, hell, i don’t even know his name except for the fact that he works at the flower shope but let me tell you, he was probably the finest man i’ve seen in my life” she explained with a dreamy drag to her words.
“that’s what you said about steven” celeste interjected with raised eyebrows, not really trusting her friend’s words on this as she shook her head violently.
“steven was fine but almost in a childish way, this guy was all man, his voice was deep and raspy, you wouldn’t believe how good he sounded when he started speaking about the flowers. ugh, he sounded so articulate” she blabbered away, tasting the food as celeste listened on, finding her best friend’s description of a guy and dazed expression clearly amusing.
“so you find him interesting?” celeste asked, knowing the answer already while she thought for a while before nodding.
“you could say, very interesting” she confirmed with amusement laced in her voice.
“come on, stop thinking about how he sounds in bed already, at least talk to the guy before you do that” celeste teased, giggling at her interested-correction-very interested best friend.
“alright alright, cut it out now!” she whined before serving the fried rice for the both of them. they both started eating before celeste started speaking again.
“so you’re gonna go back to the flower shop right?” celeste spoke with her mouth full, and she looked away, poking her plate.
“i don’t know about that cel, like what would i do even if i did go back?” she stammered, uncertainty clear in her voice.
“dude, you’re obviously interested in him and if he is fine as fuck as you say, just go in there, ask about random flowers or buy random flowers, or even better, try to explain why you asked for such a weird bouquet” celeste shrugged after she was done suggesting ways to approach the flower boy.
she just nodded along, her eyes slightly twitching with nervousness and excitement and celeste rolled her eyes.
“i know that look, you’re going back, aren’t you?” celeste asked, knowing full well that her best friend never took things slow, and she smirked back in reply.
“hell yeah”
-
well, let’s just say she ended up overthinking the whole situation and never ended up going. the confidence she had before had now withered as the day loomed in and she was trying to avoid the flower shop as much as she could.
she couldn’t help but think how he must’ve found her fucking bonkers for the request she made, and the guy being so freaking gorgeous didn’t help her nerves either. she took a different route for when she was dog-sitting shiro and she successfully avoided the shop for a week.
but here she was, after a very long week, two minutes away from the flower shop, she finally decided to woman up and talk to him.
meanwhile, taehyung too had subconsciously thought of her all week, he was more curious about her than he ever was before, but he couldn’t do anything about it, she had stopped coming by the shop so, he didn’t see her at all. he started wondering that maybe he did something that might’ve scared her off but couldn’t come up with anything. he told jimin about her, and he was no help, all he did was tease taehyung all week.
then, he saw her, in front of the shop, fiddling with her fingers and looking down, she slowly lifted her head to meet his gaze and her face broke out in a small, nervous smile.
she pushed the glass door open, slowly before making her way to taehyung who was watching her with widened eyes but still kept his overall composure.
she reached his counter, now making eye contact with taehyung and they both gulped, hearts beating loudly. they kept staring at each other before taehyung finally mustered up the courage to break the silence.
“are you here for another 'fuck you’ bouquet?” taehyung teased her and she blushed, looking away with a grin.
“so you remember,” she hummed, a smile still present on her face and he nodded.
“of course, kind of hard to forget someone who asks for such an interesting bouquet” he said and she laughed, making his smile wider as he took her in.
she wore a white and light blue sundress, her earrings dangled when she laughed, and her feet were adorned in wedges. she looked very cute, he noted as he waited for her reply.
“about that, i just wanted to come and thank you again for being so calm when i was losing my mind,i must have looked like such a brazen person” she waved her hands here and there as she spoke, another habit of hers that he noticed.
“i thought i already told you that it was more than alright and it is also my job. though i have to say, it’s left me more than a little curious” he hinted, wanting to know more about her, he wasn’t sure if she would tell him but he could at least try, and she nodded, deciding that it was her chance to talk to him more.
“understandably, so if i explain the whole thing, it’s gonna take forever, i needed the bouquet for my now ex-boyfriend, more specifically to break up with him” she explained, and he listened intently as she spoke, making her feel flustered with the attention.
well, wasn’t he the happiest man to know she was single right now.
“well, did he get the message?” he asked, resting his elbows on the counter and leaning forward unconciously, her cheeks warmed when he did this and she hoped he didn’t notice which thankfully, he didn’t.
“i am pretty sure he did” she replied, a satisfied smile playing on her lips and he smiled back at her.
“then i am glad the bouquet helped.”
"it definitely did” she giggled as she imagined steven with a childish pout on his face, looking at the delicate flowers with hatred, she was sure he probably threw the flowers in a trash can or stomped on them, throwing a fit like the petulant man-child he was.
an awkward silence ensued in the air with the both of them not knowing how to continue the conversation, they barely knew each other but they wanted to stay right there, with each other.
"i never caught your name, should i just call you flower boy?“ she asked, with a teasing smile on her face and he smirked, a grin threatening to spread on his face.
he loved that name, though he would never admit it.
"well, i don’t mind if you call me that but the name’s kim taehyung if you decide otherwise” he said, and hoped that he was not kidding himself when he saw her blush as their eyes met again.
“kim taehyung, you’re korean. i am too” she remarked, her voice laced with admiration, she really did like the name and he couldn’t ignore the tingle he felt when she said his name.
“oh really, i was born in busan and then we moved here, what would your name be?”
“rumi, lee rumi”
“anyway rumi, lee rumi, pleased to make your acquaintance” he replied in his signature raspy tone which only made her feel more flustered, his voice was deep and smooth and sounded like music to her ears.
“how long have you been working here? i don’t think i’ve seen you around before” she inquired, she was always a little too lost in her own world to care about her surroundings.
oh, well i’ve definitely seen you around, he thought.
“a good while now, and i’m not surprised, flower shops are not exactly the talk of the town” he half-joked, and she frowned, not liking how he was belittling his own shop.
“that’s not true and i’m not saying this to flatter you, but this is by far, the prettiest flower shop i’ve seen ever” she spoke with wonder in her tone, looking around and waving her hands around the entire shop, at the beautiful flowers first, the muted colors surrounding them and then the decorative knick-knacks that seemed to make the place stand out even more.
“thank you but i can’t help but be totally flattered when you say it like that” he teased, even surprising himself, he didn’t know that he was confident enough to hold a conversation with her, but here he was, enjoying teasing her and making her blush.
he couldn’t ignore the giddy feeling he felt every time she smiled or laughed at his remarks, just like right now, she was laughing and shaking her head at him.
“glad i could flatter you, flower boy” she smoothly said, in an equally teasing voice and now, it was his turn to feel flustered.
'flower boy’ just might be my favourite two words in the world right now, he thought, he was not very used to nicknames but he was just completely in love with how she uttered those two words.
on the other hand, rumi was more than enjoying this conversation, she hadn’t imagined how well this could go.
they sat in the store and talked about anything they could, conversation flowing easily between them as they got more comfortable, they told each other about their best friends, taehyung would say that jimin is annoying and rumi would tell him to wait till he met celeste, both of them actively avoided talking about family, it was too soon anyway and even the flowers seemed to lean to listen to them chatting away with heart-fluttering laughter and hilarious jabs at each others tastes.
there were no customers for the rest of the day as taehyung wrapped up a huge order very recently so thankfully there was no one to interrupt them.
the sun had set, turning the sky into it’s own canvas, swirling different colours to create a beautifully finished piece but the two people in the flower shop, could only look at each other as day turned to night.
it was past nine when rumi got a call from her best friend who started grilling her about where she was and how it worked out with the flower boy, it was only then rumi realised how late it got and even taehyung was shocked that they had talked for so long, realising he had to lock the flower shop anytime now, he told her to wait while he did some last checks before calling it a day.
as he locked the glass doors, she kept staring at him, and felt her heart hammering in her chest when he turned around with a stunning smile on his face after he was done.
“i’m sorry if i kept you distracted too long” rumi uttered in a small voice, guiltily looking down and he shook his head, if anything, he hated that the day was over already, that the moon had come out so quickly, being so inconsiderate to the two people in the flower shop, slowly getting infatuated with each other.
“i didn’t mind being distracted by you at all” taehyung replied honestly, he really didn’t, he could use a distraction like her from time to time, and she blushed intensely.
“i have to go now, celeste won’t stop bothering me,” she said with a sigh, not quite wanting to leave but having no other choice but to leave.
“will i see you again?” he asked, eyebrows raised expectantly, hoping she would say yes and not find him too cheesy.
“definitely” she gave him a bright smile before walking away, only her scent lingering where she stood as taehyung watched the ethereal way the light seemed to hit her as she bounced her steps.
and the butterflies he felt at that moment were something he’d never experienced before.
-
“so, he is even more attractive than you said last time?” celeste asked in disbelief with raised eyebrows, her head resting on rumi’s stomach, looking expectedly at her to answer.
“like you wouldn’t believe cel, he had this serene smile on his face and he just emitted this strong, sexy, mature, calm aura that honestly made me want to jump over the counter and kiss him” rumi wildly exclaimed, exaggerating her feelings a little for dramatic flair and celeste laughed.
“slow down there, you animal,” she mused, leaning away from rumi and now resting flat on her back as she glanced at rumi who was deep in thought.
“gosh let me rant, first he was teasing me and smirking and a second later, he was so adorable, and the next, he was acting all hot as fuck. and i have just never felt this way with someone” rumi blurted out, whispering the last part while placing a hand on her racing heart and celeste smirked, enjoying her friend’s dramatic explanation.
“you seem so whipped for someone you barely know anything about,” celeste hummed out and rumi scoffed, not quite liking her tone.
“not for long, i am definitely going back there,” she was determined, her voice full of confidence and celeste sighed, knowing that this over-confidence usually blew up in her face.
“uh-huh, you said that last time and ended up waiting for a full week, whining and annoying the hell out of me,” she complained with exasperation clear in her voice. rumi pouted and turned over in bed to hit her best friend on the arm.
“i was so so so nervous,” she whispered playfully.
“you’re still nervous” celeste pointed out and rumi pursed her lips because she knew it was true. rumi sounded confident a good 90% of the time for sure, but deep down, she still cared way too much about what he might have thought about her, if he found her crazy for coming back or if he thought she was attractive like she thought he was.
she kept replaying their conversation over and over again in her head, and even though they easily spent about half a day talking, he still felt like such a mystery to her, he was someone she wanted to know about but was too scared to be let down on what she might know.
she couldn’t help but think, what if he was too good to be true. that was her biggest fear probably: disappointment. she also feared trusting someone too much, too quickly only to be let down at the end of the day.
though she was more than happy that she wasn’t with steven anymore, she was still hurt over the shit he had been spewing about her to people they knew, how lowly he thought of her while still complimenting her, taking her out on dates, bringing her flowers and being your general 'good’ boyfriend.
she wanted to be unbothered over what people say but she was still human. she still wanted to be loved, appreciated, noticed, and not seen as some 'cheap bitch’ who was annoying or a time-pass, even if she wouldn’t admit it out loud, steven’s words had impacted her in a way that she couldn’t explain.
she remembered how heartbroken she felt when she first saw those texts, she cried in celeste’s arms for a whole day, she had never felt so insecure of herself because even if he was a man-child, she still did like him a lot and even during the grand break-up, it had taken everything in her to resist his confused face and puppy eyes. but she also knew that he wasn’t affected by the breakup as much as he acted at all and she hated that.
she hated the fact that he was the actual unbothered one. she was obviously better off without him, but she couldn’t help but think maybe he had a rational explanation and every time she thought of that, she mentally cursed herself out for even thinking that he deserved a second chance.
celeste just started at rumi as she was lost in her thoughts with her expressions changing every few seconds, and when she violently shook her head and looked at celeste with a sad look in her eyes, celeste knew exactly what was going on in rumi’s head.
“thinking of that dirtbag?” celeste murmured knowingly, referring to the cursed ex-boyfriend and rumi sighed out loudly, hating herself for letting her mind drift back to that pathetic mess of a man.
“how do you know me so well?” she rhetorically asked and celeste shrugged.
“you had that constipated look on your face and you only make that face when you think of something stupid,” she said smugly, making rumi laugh.
“what’s wrong, babe?” celeste asked softly, concerned when rumi crawled in her arms to cuddle with her.
“i just can’t help but think that the idea i built of taehyung is too good to be true and if he ends up like steven?” rumi whispered, sadness dripping from her voice. celeste knew of rumi’s fears and she knew exactly why she had them as well.
“maybe just don’t put him on such a high pedestal yet, and stop thinking of steven, he was definitely never too good to be true” celeste’s words comforted rumi to an extent, the right words always do, and rumi nodded, pulling away from her.
“you never told me how your date with that hot colleague of yours yet?” rumi asked, with a small smirk on her face and celeste immediately became bashful. rumi’s eyes widened in surprise, there were very few instances which made celeste shy, as being a lawyer, she saw a lot of nasty situations happening to people and refused to let someone 'tame’ her. so her red cheeks and shy smile were a huge surprise.
“oh my god, you are blushing! who is this guy and what has he done to you?” rumi almost screamed out, bouncing around in anticipation and celeste laughed at her hyperactive behavior.
“his name is kim chaemin for your kind information and yes, the date went very well, he was a gentleman, we split the bill for dinner, got ice-cream after that and went on a nice, long walk in the park” celeste gushed, replaying the sweet date in her mind and rumi only shook her head in disbelief that this information had been held from her.
“i can’t believe you waited a week to tell me this, also did anything else happen?” rumi said, wiggling her eyebrows, leaning into celeste who pushed her away with a smile.
“i thought we’d have to talk about work to prevent anything from getting too awkward, but it went so smoothly and yes, i hoped that he would at least kiss me but he just squeezed my hand before leaving,” celeste said with a disappointed sigh at the end.
“he squeezed your hand? what a whore” rumi joked with a small chuckle, and celeste threw a pillow on her face which only made her laugh louder.
“but seriously, why the hell would he think squeezing my hand was a good way to end the date?” celeste asked, with a slight pout and rumi shrugged.
“maybe he didn’t want you to be uncomfortable which i think is very nice of him” rumi tried to reason when celeste sighed.
“too nice” she grumbled under her breath which only made rumi laugh out loud.
“just kiss him next time, it’s not like he should be the one to initiate it” rumi remarked and celeste nodded enthusiastically.
“yeah, next time, if i see signs of him wanting to kiss me, i will just do it” she said, bobbing her head in determination.
“good for you, now, i would love to stay up and talk all night but i’m drained and i have to go see that woman who wanted to plan some garden party tomorrow” rumi groaned out the last part, the thought of work putting her in a sour mood yet again.
“you go ahead and sleep, i’ll probably be up for another hour or so, i have some files to look through,” celeste informed rumi, getting off the bed while rumi wrapped the blanket around herself, already closing her eyes.
“good night” celeste sang, laughing softly at her snoring best friend and getting out of the room.
-
taehyung sat at the counter, staring into nothing, a budding smile was etched into his face as he thought about the events that occurred a few days ago now, he had been in a pretty good mood since when he had finally talked to the girl he’s always wanted to know more about. it was this raging kind of excitement for knowing something about her after all those days of just seeing her pass by.
from what she’s told him, rumi is an event-planner who is usually pretty busy but these days, she has been taking up smaller tasks so she can focus more on herself, the dog she walks every other day is not her’s but her neighbours, his name is shiro and he is 'the cutest fluff ball’ (her words, not his, though he was sure he would agree to that part) her best friend is celeste who is a family lawyer and is very busy too, rumi is a big spender, and she hates how she never seems to have control over what she spends her money on. this was all he learned from her from their not-so-brief time spent together.
he had told a little about himself too, but most of the time, he loved to hear her talk and how she would animatedly wave her hands around, he definitely wasn’t aware that she practically drooled when she first heard him talk, he told her about jimin and his other friends, he talked a little bit about the flower shop, but never mentioned why exactly he started working there, he actively avoided talking about what he did for a living because again, no one knew except his closest friends and she was still very much a stranger. maybe one day he would tell her but that day seemed very far away.
his thoughts were interrupted when he heard the bell at the front door, he immediately snapped his head to look, assuming that maybe rumi had returned but grumbled when he saw it was his friend, jungkook.
“really? i’ve been your best friend for 7 years now” jungkook deadpanned, annoyance clear in his voice and taehyung laughed at the pout on his face.
“which is exactly why i am tired, i’ve seen your face too many times” he said mockingly, and jungkook just glared at him as plopped down opposite to his friend behind the counter.
“i’m here because i missed you and you treat me like this” jungkook exclaimed dramatically, taehyung felt bad but then rolled his eyes as he saw jungkook bat his eyelashes at him, there was no way jungkook would actually tell him if he missed him.
“we both know that’s not true, now tell me why you’re here”
“jimin told me to pick you up” jungkook informed, silently looking around the store and then turning back to taehyung who quirked his eyebrow.
“i’m not going drinking again, i still have a headache from last time” jungkook’s face dropped into a playful glare at his friend’s words.
“why do you think so lowly of us? he just wants us all to hang out at the bakery” he waved off taehyung’s worries, even if he knew that taehyung would actually be up for another day of drinking if he pried enough.
“fine, give me 10 minutes, i will wrap everything up then we can leave” taehyung said, taking off his apron and starting his final checks, he finished double-checking everything which got more than a few complaints and groans from jungkook, this only amused taehyung and encouraged him to take more time. once he was finished, with a dramatic sigh of relief from jungkook, they left the flower shop and got into jungkook’s car to go to the bakery.
as soon as they reached the bakery, the smell of different loaves of bread, pastries and cakes surrounded them and jimin, noticing the two, waved excitedly whereas yoongi gave them a nod of acknowledgement.
“why did it take you forever to bring him?” yoongi whined, sipping on his now-warm strawberry milkshake while jimin came to them with two cups of each of their favorite drinks, strawberry ice tea for taehyung and a banana milkshake for jungkook who happily started slurping away.
“blame taehyung, he took so much time to wrap up the shop"jungkook complained, mouth full of milkshake and taehyung shook his head.
"don’t talk with your mouth full, kook” jimin scolded the younger one.
"what did you bring us here for?” taehyung asked, sitting beside yoongi while jungkook stayed standing with jimin, making their height difference all the more obvious.
“you don’t remember? it’s namjoon’s birthday is in a month” yoongi asked, with a raise of his eyebrow and taehyung felt a dull guilt for forgetting.
the boys always made a big deal about birthdays and special occasions from the beginning, but with the flower shop and art deal wrap-ups on his mind, taehyung completely forgot.
“jungkook didn’t know either” he pointed to the younger man, making a poor attempt at defending himself and jungkook’s eyes widened, shocked that taehyung would out him like that.
“don’t drag me into your shit” he half-yelled, hitting taehyung’s arm, making taehyung wince and moving away from the much stronger jungkook.
“have you started working out again kook?” he groaned in pain while rubbing his poor arm up and down and jungkook smirked, basking in his reaction.
“i sure did, just to beat you guys up” he proudly admitted with a huge grin, flexing his biceps and yoongi chuckled fondly at him.
“guys, we need to focus” jimin whined, exasperated while the two boys kept bickering.
after 20 more wasted minutes, they started discussing in a civil manner, soon the rest of the boys except namjoon of course, had arrived, so they could make some final plans.
they were all having a lot of fun, making fun of namjoon who was not present, and of course, taking the absolute shit out of each other, loud laughs and eyes filled with happy tears were all you could see in the little bakery.
suddenly, they felt a cold rush of the air come into the bakery and they all snapped their heads, not quite expecting any customers at this hour, only to see a girl step in.
“taehyung?” they heard a honey-sweet voice and he immediately knew who it was.
it couldn’t be her, right?
“rumi?” he frowned, getting out of his seat, the other boys looked at each other in utter confusion, except jimin who knew who rumi was and he tried to mask his smirk when he came to the realisation that this is the girl taehyung didn’t seem to shut up about for a few days.
“what are you doing here?” he asked, nervously stuffing his hands into his pockets and eyeing her involuntarily as she came closer. a small, awkward smile was settled on her face, not really expecting to have run into him today.
“i could ask you the same thing” she said, with a smirk when she saw how flustered he looked, she too was struggling with hiding her definitely reddened cheeks but it made her feel better that she wasn’t the only one who was taken off guard.
“we were all just hanging out” he trailed off, eyes darting towards his friends who were enjoying the view, and his hands reached to scratch the back of his neck, not knowing what exactly to do before reaching to run a hand through his hair while didn’t help rumi at all, she noticed his neck and hand veins which were very prominent and like any reasonable girl ever, they made her feel a little hot.
the rest of the boys watched them interact with peaked interest, quietly shaking their head at taehyung who seemed to have stopped functioning properly. they couldn’t believe his lack of game.
“it’s celeste’s birthday tomorrow and i forgot to pick up a cake, she’s gonna kill me if i go home without one and i’ve been to 5 shops already, they’re all closed” she whined while wringing her hands together, taehyung listened intently as she rambled on, finding it quite amusing as he always did, she seemed to be so invested in explaining things that her face would contort into many animated expressions which taehyung admired picking apart.
“wait, is this bakery still open?” she asked, worry clear in her voice, as looked around, seeing no one except the six boys gathered around the counter when jimin perked up, getting out of his seat to wave the girl to come over.
“yes ma'am, we are, which cake would you like?” he gave her a warm smile, quickly getting behind the counter and she sighed in relief, putting a hand to her chest.
“you are literally saving my life right now” she breathed out, flashing a quick smile to taehyung to excuse herself before speed walking to the counter.
taehyung watched as she looked through the different cakes, licking her lips ever so often, laughing whenever jimin would make a funny remark about something as the others watched everything happening, looking like a group of lost puppies. they didn’t know that jimin knew rumi from taehyung and they didn’t know rumi at all so this situation was more than a little confusing to them.
but they could guess enough from their friend’s red cheeks.
taehyung heard her thanking jimin a dozen times, jimin waving her polite thank you’s with a small smile, explaining he was more than happy to help and she bowed to him one last time as she walked back to taehyung..
“i’ve got the cake, so she will let me survive” she said, gesturing towards the plastic bag which now held a delicate cake and taehyung let out a small chuckle at her choice of words.
“glad to know you will survive” he mused and she smiled brightly, pushing her hair behind her ear.
“it’s a good time to be alive, i guess” she chuckled nervously, her cheeks turning red, mentally slapping herself for being so lame but taehyung didn’t seem to mind as he gave her a tiny smile.
he felt just as silly around her.
“crap, it’s getting late, i should probably go, bye taehyung” rumi pouted, glancing at her watch, and taehyung nodded, biting his lip, wanting to talk more but also not knowing exactly what to say.
she waved him goodbye which he reciprocated, before turning back to head out, she stepped into the empty streets, exhaling a breath she didn’t realise she was holding and then she heard racing footsteps behind her, she turned around to see a breathless taehyung.
he stopped in front of her, scratching the back of his neck as he struggled to find the words to say to her.
“i was thinking” he started, hands running through his hair as he trailed off, she stared at him expectantly and held back her giggles at his flustered expression.
“i was thinking” he repeated causing her to let out a big grin and he groaned out in frustration, he was really botching it.
“what is it, flower boy?” she asked, teasing the already very nervous man in front of her, hoping that would make him less nervous and it did as he laughed breezily at the nickname.
please don’t ever stop calling me that, he thought, he couldn’t help it, he loved hearing her say those two words.
“i was thinking we could maybe go get a cup of coffee sometime”
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“i was thinking we could maybe go get a cup of coffee sometime” he quickly blurted out, with wide eyes and hesitation clear in his voice, and rumi was more than pleased that he took the initiative.
“i would love to, taehyung” she softly sighed out and a grin made its way on taehyung as he let out a breath of relief, muttering a low 'thank god’.
“i still don’t have your number though” she hinted, pursing her lips and taehyung immediately took his phone out of his pocket, almost dropping it, making her let out a amused laugh and placed it in her hands and she did the same, typing each other’s numbers with red cheeks and euphoric eyes.
“see you soon, taehyung” she gave him one last smile, which made his heart race and the way she said his name made him feel so many unexplainable things but he nodded at her, trying to remain calm and returning her infectious smile.
she walked away with a bounce in her step, this seemed to be the way she walked after every conversation she had with him.
taehyung just stood there, dumbfounded that he finally found the courage to ask her out, and then he heard the bakery door open, he turned around with a stupid grin on his face, to see jimin standing there with a huge smirk on his face which made him drop his smile immediately.
“if you’re done being romeo, i think you should come in” jimin teased him and taehyung huffed, feeling embarrassed and walked in to see all of them looking at him with smirks on their faces, and he knew that they would never let this die down.
“guys i-” he started to explain when jin put his hand up, stopping him.
“jimin filled us in when you were gone, gotta say taehyung-, i expected you to be better with this and you know, you could have come to your older brother for help” jin joked, shaking his head at the younger man and sipping his drink while the others agreed that taehyung’s skills needed to get better soon.
“i barely know her, we just started talking” taehyung argued, getting into his seat but of course, the others just continued to tease him, it was not like they would actually listen to him.
“she is really pretty” jungkook spoke up, and all the others agreed in loud voices which only flustered taehyung even more.
“what does she do?” hoseok asked in the middle of the ruckus which silenced all of them and they looked at taehyung expectantly, more than eager for any information about her.
“oh, she’s an event planner” he replied simply, sipping his drink when jimin’s eyes widened, beaming with excitement.
“guys, i have a perfect idea” jimin exclaimed, slamming his hand on the table and they just looked at him, with blank faces because his 'brilliant’ ideas were usually a bust.
“really jimin? the last time you had the 'perfect’ idea, we ended up having to clean my house for 5 hours” yoongi complained, jimin gave him a glare while the others snickered.
“that was one time, get over it” jimin exclaimed and the others shook their heads, knowing that whichever plan he had wouldn’t work out at all.
“fine then, what is your 'perfect’ idea?” hoseok stressed on the 'perfect’, while the others hid their snickers at his tone for the sake of jimin’s ego.
“she’s an event planner, right?” he started, hands animatedly gesturing unknown things and taehyung nodded, not quite understanding where he was going with this.
“we’re looking for an event planner for namjoon’s birthday party anyway” jimin trailed off and some of them nodded in realisation, it wasn’t that bad of an idea after all.
“we could ask her to be the event planner!” jungkook said excitedly and the five boys rolled their eyes while jimin excitedly nodded at the younger boy, giving him a quick high-five from across the table.
“i think we all got that, kook” jin deadpanned and the youngest pouted at that, mumbling a 'i was just saying’.
“i don’t know about that guys, i mean i’m sure she’s really good but wouldn’t it be weird?” taehyung questioned, not fully into the idea, he still knew too little about rumi to comfortably ask her anything and hoseok shook his head, thinking the complete opposite.
“why would it be weird, taehyung, like you said, she might be really good and we need someone like that for namjoon’s birthday, her being your acquaintance is just a happy perk” hoseok explained it like it was no big deal, it wouldn’t be a big deal to taehyung too if he could have a conversation with her without wanting the ground to swallow him up, but the others nodded in agreement, thinking it was after all a 'perfect’ idea just like jimin emphasized.
“maybe when you both get that cup of coffee, you can mention it to her” jimin teased, letting it be known that he heard their conversation clear as day and taehyung glared at him.
“how much of our conversation did you hear?” taehyung asked, irritation and embarrassment heavy in his voice, he didn’t need jimin hearing him stutter and struggle to speak over a simple coffee date.
“enough to know that you don’t have game” jimin snickered, to which all of the others broke out in rowdy laughter and cheers, slapping jimin on his back for the remark and taehyung just sat there, with red cheeks and a plan to murder park jimin later.
-
on her walk back home, rumi couldn’t stop smiling, she finally got his number, she probably will hang out with him and the more she thought of him, the more excited she became.
when she reached home, she put the cake in the fridge and saw celeste snoozing away on the couch, there was still 2 hours left for her birthday, so rumi just let her be.
in the meantime, she quietly started decorating their small kitchen with fairy lights, balloons, sweet-smelling candles, she tiptoed around the apartment, trying her hardest to not wake the sleeping girl which was easy considering that celeste was a heavy sleeper.
after the decoration was done, rumi showered, changed into more comfortable clothes and patiently waited for it to become midnight.
when the clock showed 12:00, she rushed into kitchen and brought out the cake, and softly sang 'happy birthday’, celeste groaned and tried to hide her face in the pillows, while rumi just sigh
• KIM TAEHYUNG FIC RECS •
• Here are some of my favourite Taehyung fics. Go through these recs and find something to nourish yourself with. Show your support for these talented authors by leaving a comment and sharing feedback on their works. For posting their fics on the internet, each and every author listed here deserves a big warm hug. Thank you to each and every one of these authors for their efforts, we really appreciate your content •
[ Fluff | Angst | Smut ( minors dni.) ]
- one shots:
➵Sleep sex by@gamergguk | S
➵Tales of broken heartby@taegularitiesF/S/A
➵spectreby@btsstan12A/F
➵ feelings caughtby@kimnjss | S
➵ all i want for christmas is youby@ladyartemesia | F/S
➵ breakfast in bedby@borathae |F/S f
➵ 10 musesby@sketchguk | F/S
➵teaseby@caiuscassiuss | F/S
➵ soaring highby@taegularities |F/S
➵sphby@venusjeon | S/A
➵ flat tireby@ppersonna | F/S
➵ strings attachedby@bangtiddies | F/S
➵ the holi-dateby@kpopfanfictrash | S
➵dichotomyby@kpopfanfictrash | S
➵acquaintedby@dewykth | S/A
➵ “are you sure?”by@cutechim | F/S
➵ just a tasteby@cutechim | F/S
➵tempestuousby@ppersonna | S/A
➵ make you feel my loveby@rkiverse | F/A
➵ remember thisby@yoohtae | A
➵ tattooed twoby@httpjeon | F/S ft. Jungkook
➵ seventeen times 17by@cutaepatootie | F/S/A
➵ right amount of wrongsby@taegularities | F/S/A
➵ tomorrow, tonightby@ggukseoulcafe \ F/A
➵ guns & rosesby@chateautae | F/S
➵ work hard, play harderby@sugasbabiie | F/S/A
➵ dark chocolate snapby@jamaisjoons | F/S ft. Seokjin
➵ kinktober ~ day 14 by@dreamescapeswriting |F/S
➵spiceby@aquagustd | F/S/A
➵ do it betterby@yoon2k | S
➵sorrowby@jiminsfault | S/A
➵ somebody elseby@jamaisjoons | S/Aft. Yoongi
➵ bad alpha, sweet alphaby@helenazbmrskai | F/S/A
➵ (why) we got marriedby@ktheist | F/A
➵ talk slowby@writtenwhalien | F/S/A
- series :
➵(sweet devil: prequel: midnight snack,devil’s smile,devil’s nemesis ) by @sparklingchim| S
➵Ruinedby@taegularities | F/S/A.
➵enemyby@btssmutgalore| S/A ft. Hoseok
➵ rotten angelcakeby@inkedtae | F/S/A f
➵ cliff divingby@wwilloww | F/S
➵ the good boyby@jkeuphoriadreamland | S
➵coloursby@lovelytaes-blog | F/S/A
➵ kinda hotby@kimnjss | F/S/A
➵ the diary of a healing heartby@taegularities | F/S/A
➵ the president’s sonby@jimlingss | F
➵salvageby@btssaysstudy | F/A ft. Jungkook
➵ patient loveby@writtenwhalien | F/S/A
➵ heart of the flameby@chateautae | F/S/A
➵seeing redby@borathae | F/S/A
➵ the art of touchby@chateautae | F/S/A
➵ play with meby@bangchanshehe | S/A
• PARK JIMIN FIC RECS •
• Here are some of my favourite Jimin fics. Go through these recs and find something to nourish yourself with. Show your support for these talented authors by leaving a comment and sharing feedback on their works. For posting their fics on the internet, each and every author listed here deserves a big warm hug. Thank you to each and every one of these authors for their efforts, we really appreciate your content •
[ Fluff | Angst | Smut ( minors dni.) ]
- one shots:
➵bully kisses youby@gamergguk | F
➵Virginby@gamergguk | S
➵To,my dearestby@btsstan12 | F/A
➵ Believe itby@writtenwhalien | F/S/A
➵ Enlightenment@ditzymax | S
➵ Come out and Playby@lunar-jiminF/S
➵Coconutby@jeonsweetpea | S/A
➵ Making Him Jealousby@parkmuse | S ft. Jungkook
➵ grinch in lawby@mercurygguk | F/S/A
➵ in the stars tonightby@mercurygguk | F/S
➵ lover to lean onby@sketchguk | F/S/A f
➵ running through the nightby@sketchguk | F/S/A
➵ a work of artby@missgeniality | S/A
➵ devil on my heelsby@ditttiii | F
➵ the art of benefitsby@jimlingss | F/S
➵ shake shackby@kimtaehyunq | S
➵ caught elvesdroppingby@kimtaehyunq | F/S
➵ let’s get quizzicalby@taleasnewastime | F/S/A
➵ the spoiled daughterby@yoon2k | S
➵ ain’t real cherryby@jimilter | S/Aft. Taehyung
➵flirtby@chateautae | S
➵ picking petalsby@cutechim | F/S
➵ mile high clubby@geniuslab | S
➵ first kissby@ggukbabyy | F/S/A
➵ point of no returnby@wwilloww | F/S/A
➵ warm handsby@hobidreams | F/S/A
- series :
➵ one time thingby@personasintro | F/S/A
➵Noxiousby@dis-easedfairy | F/S/A ft. Taehyung
➵betterby@jeonggukookies | F/A
➵ Come Home to Me…Darlingby@roses-ruby | F/S/A
➵etherby@to-star-lakes a (love triangle) ft. Jungkook
➵ angel on fireby@kofisips | F/S/A
➵ no stringsby@kpopfanfictrash | S
➵ raise the barreby@kpopfanfictrash | S/A
➵ plums and melonsby@winetae | S
➵ off limitsby@kaddiiction | S/A
➵ i’ll never be herby@anon-luv | S/A
➵ give me loveby@writtenwhalien | F/S/A
➵ hide and seekby@writtenwhalien | F/S
➵ beside youby@kimnjssft. Seokjin
➵ the colour of our voicesby@jimlingss | F/A
➵heartburnby@jiminrings | A
➵ prettiest of them allby@jimintopia| F/A
➵ a sweet touch, a finer delicacyby@http-pjm | F/S/A ft. Jungkook
➵betrayby@xjamlessparkx | A ft. Taehyung
➵ slight changesby@jiminimoon | S/A ft. Taehyung
➵ caught in a lieby@jkeuphoriadreamland | F/S/A
➵ peaches and piercingsby@jksangelic | S
➵lollipopby@taetaesbaebaepsae | F/A
➵ into itby@xpeachesncream | S/A
➵ the misadventures listby@kimvvantae | F/S
• JUNG HOSEOK FIC RECS •
• Here are some of my favourite Hoseok fics. Go through these recs and find something to nourish yourself with. Show your support for these talented authors by leaving a comment and sharing feedback on their works. For posting their fics on the internet, each and every author listed here deserves a big warm hug. Thank you to each and every one of these authors for their efforts, we really appreciate your content •
[ Fluff | Angst | Smut ( minors dni.) ]
- one shots:
➵ off dutyby@sugakookitty | F/S
➵ dust of snowby@aquagustd | F/S/A ft. Yoongi
➵orecticby@gimmesumsuga | F/S
➵ for the first time (what’s past is past)by@candlewaxandp0lar0ids | F/S/A
➵ systems of touchby@yeoldontknow | S
➵troubleby@kpopfanfictrash | S
➵ rather beby@hisunshiine | F/ A
➵ client centeredby@hisunshiine | F/S/A
➵iridescenceby@junghelioseok | F/A
➵polarisby@junghelioseok | F/S
➵ for scienceby@noteguk | S
➵ spaces in betweenby@triptaech | F/S
➵ ten yearsby@readyplayerhobi | F/A
➵ hurricaneby@floralseokjin | S/A
➵ close callby@xjoonchildx | S
➵ good morningby@ppersonna | F/S
➵bloomby@7deadlysinsfics | F/S/A
➵ crashing into youby@taleasnewastime | F/S/A
➵interruptedby@kimnjss | S
➵ silver bells and cockle shellsby@readyplayerhobi | F/S/A
➵ sleigh bells ringby@readyplayerhobi | F
➵ it’s been hardby@btsracket | S
➵keynoteby@missgeniality | F/S
➵ project dream girlby@bonvoyagenoona | F/S/A
➵ sonic rainby@jungblue | F/S/A
➵ my english roseby@btsaudge | F/S
➵ south sideby@kth1 | S
➵ the contradiction of the centuryby@uhgood-dooghu | F/S
➵intertwineby@yoonia | S/A
➵ tidal waveby@yoonia | S/A
- series :
➵ hope worldby@personasintro | S/A
➵ an abundance of scrunchiesby@ughcore | F/S/A
➵ but hating u is half the funby@ughcore | F/S/A
➵guardedby@xjoonchildx | S/A
➵ get someby@gimmeyoon | F/S/A
➵bonesby@floralseokjin | S/A
➵ nudes, not flowersby@winetae | S/A ft. Jungkook
➵ wall to wallby@winetae | S
➵tessellateby@winetae | S/A ft. Jungkook
➵ house of cardsby@mikrksmos | F/S/A
➵ who’s your daddyby@ppersonna | F/S/A
➵flowerby@readyplayerhobi | F/S/A
LOBBY | 0T7
♡ Hey, honey, I am @armys-dna aka. toobsie <3, I’ve collected all my favourite fics and series for you to read, and also to applaud all the writers who provide us with such incredible content.
♡ The following genres will be available : Fluff |Angst|Smut (minors dni.)
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₊˚ˑ༄Kim Namjoon
₊˚ˑ༄Kim Seokjin
₊˚ˑ༄Min Yoongi
₊˚ˑ༄Jung Hoseok
₊˚ˑ༄Park Jimin
₊˚ˑ༄Kim Taehyung
₊˚ˑ༄Jeon Jungkook
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