↳ your protector ; a bts knight series coming soon
summary:you are a princess, next in line to the throne. with that responsibility comes danger and to protect you have your devoted knight. the only problem is the feelings you have for him.
a/n: inspiration hit me out of nowhere and i decided i’m obsessed with the knight/princess trope so enjoy all these scenarios i thought of.
kim namjoon;untitled;0.0k+ ; after an assassination attempt on you, the princess, the king decides to have a decoy take your place until the culprit is stopped. this leaves you in close quarters with your knight as you hid away living amongst commoners. having to pretend to be married for your cover story only exasperates the hidden feelings you have for your knight.
kim seokjin ;untitled;0.0k+; after your knight retires you get a replacement. a long war has recently ended leaving the land in peace, leaving many knights without any assignments. kim seokjin, a great war veteran is assigned as your new knight and he is not happy. his new assignment feels more like baby sitting than something worthy of a knight. will the two of you ever get along?
min yoongi;untitled;0.0k+ ; after the murder of your family and many of your close loved ones you are left next in line to the throne. the only thing is you have to wait until your next birthday. until then your uncle is in charge. he assigns you a new knight after the loss of your old one. you are bitter and upset and hate the thought of a new knight. but maybe he isn’t so bad after all?
jung hoseok ;untitled;0.0k+ ; you are in love with your knight but you’ve never said it out loud. after he leaves on a new assignment you scheme to run away to see him.
park jimin;untitled;0.0k+ ; you have been best friends with jimin as long as you’ve been alive. you’ve seen him through his training and had him at your side as your knight. but as turmoil moves through the kingdom he’s sent away to protect the people, leaving you worrying for him.
kim taehyung ;untitled;0.0k+ ; when a ball for suitors to approach you for your hand in marriage approaches you notice that your knight, taehyung, is starting to act weird. can you get to the bottom of the issue?
jeon jungkook;untitled;0.0k+ ; you have been in a secret relationship with your knight for some time. jungkook realized for you to have a future and for the better of the kingdom you need to move on from him. he breaks things off and leaves on a new assignment.
❁ Summary: Yn works for a very shady organization, her boss would not hesitate to destroy her if it is necessary, the mission is to scam one of Korea’s most powerful CEO, your plan is to seduce him of course, get the information required by your superiors and escape, if you fail you lose everything if you succeed you are set for life.
Little did you know, things do not always go as planned.
❁ Word count: 2,3k
❁ Genre: angst, fluff.
❁ Warnings: slight reference of intercourse.
❁AN: i know what are you thinking, why start a new series when i have 2 i haven’t updated yet? Sorry i couldn’t help myself, i hope you enjoy it my lovelies, plss write down comments to follow up.
You tuck your dress to side inside the car, automatically taking a look with your phone camera, your make up is intact, you needed to look more than perfect tonight, in fact, if something goes wrong you could lose everything that you had been working on the last two months plus having to face with your scary boss that would not hesitate to literally destroy you, so you needed to play your part well.
As you arrive to the hotel and the staff was quick to lead you to the event, soon a crowd of high-status people was surrounding you, everybody in their circle, even though it was a party nobody seemed to have their guard down, some with a bored look in their faces as they were sick of these kinds of events where everybody was pretending behind a friendly smile.
As you take a champagne glass from the waiter and sipped, your eyes were looking for the most important person in the entire room: Kim Namjoon.
“You see that man, right at my corner, he is Kim Namjoon” said your boss V sipping his cappuccino, his hands covered in golden rings, his casual but incredibly expensive clothes, the dead look in his eyes, his whole persona was from an outsider a classy man, but you that had work enough time with him, is still difficult getting accustomed to his intimidating aura.
You two were having brunch in a very fancy french place, in downtown Seoul.
Your gaze poses on the manly figure having a light meal with a bunch of middle aged men, he stood up dressed head to toe in designer suit, Rolex on his wrist, brown hair slicked down, he was handsome for sure.
“I thought that he would be forty year old with a decaying hairline” you commented pinching your dessert and having a taste.
“Me too” he looked at you “he is your mission” V grabbed a piece of your dessert and hummed savoring pastry.
“I don´t think it would be difficult, Mr. V” you glace again at man that was now lurking on his phone oblivious “It would take a month or two” you saw a little smirk on your boss lips.
“Well then, you better don´t disappoint” he called the waiter and paid the check.
You needed to catch Namjoon attention, after all you been studying this man for two months, every move you make is calculated and couldn’t allow yourself to slip up, V has made a significant investment in this mission, and you needed to pay your debt, you were interwind with a very dangerous organization and their business partners, if you couldn’t do the job they would probably got rid of you and replace you, but not everything is bad, if you do things right means that you are set for life, the bigger the risk the more rewarding award.
The bubbly persona that you had been studying was now on full display while you talk with some guests at the party, you haven’t even spotted Namjoon closest circle, so maybe chatting with some random people get you some information.
“And by the way, I know the reason why someone like Kim Namjoon had organized this business party disguised as a charity event” said the woman with immaculate appearance, crimson lips and big diamond earrings.
“Really?” you opened your eyes pretending innocence and surprise.
“oh yeah, I got some friends that occasionally invest on his company, they are generous so from time to time they go to lunch together, get invited to his parties, you know the drill…” she paused while you nodded pretending to understand “anyway, the point is that he was trying to pull investors for his new project or whatever and my friends recognized some not trustworthy people, apparently some new rich bitcoin coons, they warned him but he didn’t listened, I don’t know the details so don’t ask me, but he got scammed and lost face in front of everybody, now I was just sharing my theory with Jinyoung and Mathew” she said with a expectant smirk on her face.
“I’m intrigued” you lead her on.
“The excuse is the charity for funding schools in some god forsaken country, but all this flamboyant party is in reality a way to say that the scam situation hasn’t face him at all, like last month he’s on the news scammed written on big letters, but now he has all the money to spend in this lavish dinner and party” Jinyoung and Mathew agreed with her while you sipped your second glass of champagne.
“But the question here is all smoke and mirrors?” you asked rhetorically.
The three people nodded.
“I’m Jihyo, by the way” she offered her hand and you took it shaking it with a smile.
“I’m yn, is a pleasure to meet you” you responded, Mathew and Jinyoung also introduced themselves.
“What are you doing here, if you don’t mind me asking” said Jihyo.
Because you were training for this, getting into character you were not nervous at all, the trick to a good lie is to always take elements that are real and incorporate them into your story.
“To be honest, my boss sent me because he didn’t want to attend himself, if anyone asks, I’m instructed to said he on a wedding in Italy, he picked me for this event to represent him” you lied without hesitation.
“Where do you work?” asked Jinyoung.
“Do you know Park & Choi co.?” they all nodded “Then you are speaking with the assistant of their lobby’s departments president.” You added.
“Damn you must be good at your job, those people don’t let anybody that they don’t trust handle their business” said Jihyo impressed.
After chatting for some minutes, you excused yourself to the bathroom to refocus on your mission, retouching your lipstick in the bathroom two supermodel like girls entered, one clearly upset.
“Why he is so mean to me? I don’t understand!” said the girl whining.
“He is playing games is Park Jimin afterall, like you were supposed to enjoy the short time he gave you his attention” said her brunette friend.
You recognized that name, Park Jimin, one of Namjoon’s biggest competitors, also a womanizer asshole.
“I know Park Jimin” you said to them, catching their attention.
“Do you?” replied a little too aggressive the heartbroken girl.
“Yeah my friend was as devasted as you are right now”
“What did you say?!”
“Dahyun! Excuse her, I’ve been trying to warned her to lower her expectations but she didn’t listen” said the other girl.
“It’s ok, he is trash though” you added, both girls chuckled agreeing with you.
“Yeah, to be honest I wasn’t even supposed to be with him” said the girl named Dahyun “Like my brother hates him and everything” she spoke as she was about to cry.
Suddenly you recognize the girl, as Namjoon’s sister, you knew that she was a spoiled brat that knew no better that partying and spending money on unnecessary expensive stuff, the other girl must be her friend.
“You should had listened to Namjoon oppa, he was right about him” her friend told her, Dahyun rolled her eyes.
“You are so annoying, Nayeon, you always defend him, I know you are in love with him or whatever but be on my side sometimes!”
You raised an eyebrow, interesting, now you have competition, well she was pretty and all, but you would not take any chances to get the job done.
“Wait a minute you are mister Kim’s sister, right?” you asked her pretending surprise, she nodded. “Miss Kim, it’s an honour, I’m Kang Yn”
“Don’t get all formal all of the sudden” she said to you “I can imagine you are as bored as I am, and if you want me to introduce you to my brother, don’t, he is a sexist bastard and doesn’t do business with women” your smile slightly deflated at the fully composed Dahyun.
“He is not sexist, Namjoon oppa is just traditional!” defended Nayeon
“whatever” Dahyun replied to her friend “if you can excuse us” she said while walking off the restroom with her friend Nayeon following after.
You had to make the connection with Namjoon as soon as possible, you didn’t feel good about his sister’s best friend being around him, she was like a lost puppy, pathetic.
Maybe a cigarette could make things better.
On the balcony you pull out of your purse a cig just to curse out loud because you didn’t bring the lighter.
“Need some light?” a soft but manly voice asked behind you, you turn over and before your eyes was Park Jimin, the devil himself.
“Yes, please” you put the cigarette in your mouth and he light it on for you not losing the eye contact, you inhaled the smoke and then exhaled it feeling more relaxed. “Thanks…”
“Jimin, Park Jimin” he said with a smile.
“Oh so you are THE Park Jimin” you replied taking another smoke.
“so you heard of me” he stated playful little smile still on.
“Well some girls where talking shit on the bathroom” you teased, the man was attractive for sure.
“Let me guess, one is a brunette and the other is a black-haired girl” he asserted and you nodded. “That’s what I thought”
“You ex is a little upset let me tell you” you said to him, he laughed at your statement.
“Dahyun is not my ex, she doesn’t have maturity level enough to involve herself in a relationship”
“So you are a heartbreaker?” smiled at him smoking once again your cigarette.
“Not with you, may I have your number?” he said confident, it would hurt to say no to a very handsome multimillionaire, but it was something you had to do, because your life was on the line.
“I’m sorry, mister Park, I’m compromised with someone else” you looked at him in the eye.
“May I have your name?” he said with the same confidence that you had to smile almost flustered.
“My name is Kang yn”
“My pleasure, miss Kang” he said kissing your hand “And by the way before you go, if there is somebody that is heartbroken, that person must be me”
“And why is that?” you asked expecting another flirting line
“Mister Kim Namjoon himself, the host of this party, it’s about to marry my girlfriend, isn’t that ironic?”
You had to make seam as you didn’t care, but that was definitely something you were not expecting.
“Ironic?”
“I may have fooled around with his little sister, but he got with the only person I only care about”
“For what it was said to me, mister Kim didn’t have a formal relationship nor did he want one”
And it was true, you did well your research, what is this marriage thing all of the sudden.
“Because he is a business man, first, human second, the only thing that matters to him is money, for him it’s game getting with Jisoo and I don’t know why I’m telling you this, I’m sorry” he apologized lowering his gaze.
“You needed to tell someone that, Mr. Park, I hope you enjoy the rest of the night” you said to him turning around just to hear his voice again.
“Please call me, Jimin” he told you confident smile again on his face “and I hope to see you again” you nodded while walking away.
As soon as you saw the waiter with a tray full of champagne glasses, you chugged discretely three other glasses of the golden liquid, leaving you a little tipsy.
That changed the course of your plans, you studied the man, yes, his job was his whole life, but he was man after all, and a man has necessities, Namjoon wasn’t the exception, he always had a woman’s company maybe not every day but at least once a week, so when did he had time to engage to somebody, it simply can’t be.
The universe must hear your thoughts because there it was, Kim Namjoon with an elegant and beautiful woman under his arm, as you saw the shooting daggers that Park Jimin was sending with his eyes to them, you assumed he was with Jisoo.
What to do?
Maybe you should plan another time to meet him, like you didn’t have to marry him or anything just maintain a low key relationship, not necessarily romantic, to get close to all the financial info that you could get your hands on.
Feeling defeated and miscalculating some steps you almost fell to the ground but a pair of strong arms save you from your fall.
“Watch out, miss” his voice was warm, as you turned around to encounter a worried expression looking back at you.
“I’m sorry, sir, are you okay? You asked a little embarrassed.
“It is me that it has to ask you that question” he replied not letting your hands go until you got back your balance.
“I’m more than fine, just tripped with something, but thank you for helping me”
“I’m grateful that i was near to help, miss…?”
“Kang yn” you responded, today you had introduced yourself more that you were accustomed.
“You look beautiful today, miss yn” he took your hand and kissed it.
“Thank you…”
“Call me Hoseok” he said to you.
“Hoseok”
“My name sounds a thousand times better when you say it” he assured you with a smile.
“What a coincidence, mine too”
Hours and a few drinks later, Hoseok was thrusting inside of you making you moan, you were on his suite on this same hotel with a nice view, he couldn’t help himself when you took off your dress, leaving marks on your neck and sucking your breast.
It was a last minute thing, but it worked out.
You could not make a move that was not deeply calculated, sleeping with Hoseok was a full made decision.
But what he has to do in this whole thing, you ask.
Well, he is Namjoon best friend and business partner and your next best chance to keep your plan going.
Hoseok was your access to Namjoon, and you were not going to waste this opportunity.
The last thing you remember was how the hot guy in the movie for the million time had let down the protagonist of the series, soon you encounter yourself fast asleep on your very comfy couch in your cozy apartment, on friday night.
You were commonly considered as home buddy, so you love to stay at home on fridays and spend time with yourself, you went out from time to time but you were tired today, so you drank whole bottle of wine and started to watch a show on your waiting list.
And you were dreaming about a good deserved vacation until the annoying ringing of your phone woke you up.
You get into a freak accident and wake up to your body surrounded by seven crying men. Or your unrequited love doesn’t seem so unrequited after all.
Chapter warnings
Minor cussing, Implied self deprecration but very slight
Chapter Rating: T (For Teen Audiences and Up)
Chapter 4: The Fairy Godmother
FLASHBACK
Twiddling your thumbs inconspicuously wasn’t such a good idea after all as your employer’s sharp gaze pierces you right in your jaded soul.
You didn’t mean to sound so cynical and judging from his tells, Eugene wasn’t too happy with you, or at least with how you viewed yourself.
His manicured nails beckon you forward and you gulp, eyes darting to the pile in front of you– Eugene Lee Yang, tarot master and occultist, absolutely hatedit when his readings were disrupted but once you came in through his door looking for all the whole disgusting world like a damned drenched train wreck, eyes bugging out with tears leaking to your puffy cheeks, he pauses, red lips pinched looking for an explanation which you give.
You fidget in your seat by his raglan couch, the sign by the door right below the Yin Yang Quatro’s flashy neon label saying ‘Closed for business’, as you silently try to assess a quick look at the spread laid out on the table.
One death card and two other major arcana.
Whoever the client was, the universe was basically telling him or her to fuck off from the situation and just let things be.
Yikes.
“Baby girl, look at me. ” He gripes and you flinch, staring at his kohl rimmed eyes.
Your boss was a very hot man, and if he wasn’t gay you would have considered your options but he was happily married to a wonderful husband and you were stupidly in love with the seven banes of your existence.
Hence the tears.
“So you’re telling me, that those stupid boys left you to fend for yourself while you were sick in bed?” He hums when you nod your assent meekly, sharp jaw twitching with annoyance as his fingers tap lightly over his silk jacket. “Were they aware?”
You shake your head, “I mean I did send them a text but I was left on read. Maybe they were just busy or something. ”
Eugene snaps his narrowed gaze to you and you gulp. “Huh. Busy. So you were seriously completely alone?”
Another shake of the head. “Some friends took care of me back at my own apartment so…” You trail off unsure if throwing Taemin into the mix with his consent was okay.
Eugene may be fairly strict with the shop rules but when it came to his employees, you in particular, he was an overprotective mama bear and anyone–rather, any man’snamementioned by you was automatically on his watch list.
Your boss pretends to ignore the friend part for a moment, “I see. And you don’t think you deserve any of their attention when you’ve been nothing but a good friend and room mate to them?”
“That’s not–”
Eugene holds a hand up to shush you. “Not yet done speaking, doll.” He sighs. “YN, you know I despise little girls without any backbone. What, you don’t think you’re beautiful enough to be appreciated by a bunch of fuckboys? Bitch, you don’t need them. You don’t need their attitude. You’re a queen. Act like it. ” He sniffs daintily.
You give him a watery giggle and he smirks.
“Besides, if they so much as leave you high and dry one of these days, I will go to your house and castrate them inch by fucking inch.”
Nothing could compare to an angry Yang boss.
END OF FLASHBACK
“Who the fuck are you?” The Beta Tau Sigma member frowns, arms tightening around you as his brothers close in forming a protective ring around the both of you and your physical body peacefully settled on the hospital bed.
The visitor merely raises a perfect, delicate brow, canine teeth bared for a moment only to recede when his irises pierce yours, and as if a magnetic pull traps you, you subconsciously fly–float to the stranger. “ Eugene!” You bleat happily, arms looping around the man’s lean shoulders.
Today he was wearing a baby blue silk coat and long skirt, looking for all the world like a top runway model. His red lips land on your hairline. “Hello, doll.” He coos and everyone, the Min included, stands stock still as the dress you had been wearing shimmers in the light like an ethereal pixie.
“Holy shit. Was that YN?!” Jeongguk, the wide eyed buck that he was furiously looks to the space where you presumably stood and back to your body with mild hysterics until one of his hyung’s, Seokjin was it, lightly knocks him upside the head.
“But hyung she just–”
Seokjin frowns. “Yes we all saw. It’s just…difficult to wrap our heads around the thought that two YNs are here. ”
Jimin, having had dried his tears long ago speaks up with a much clearer voice directed at Eugene. “I’m sorry, but we’ve known YN since we were kids and I’m afraid we haven’t seen you around before…sir?” He hesitates contemplating whether he was using the correct gender noun.
A sharp laugh echoes within the cramped space of the hospital room, and the boys shift awkwardly, some seeming anxious at the tone the other man had taken.
You let go of your boss and reluctantly float back to the others, Yoongi snatching you up to his side, pushing you behind him with a grim stare at the newcomer.
You remember that Eugene isn’t dangerous to you.
But Eugene Lee Yang was dangerous to those he disliked.
And it appears your boys weren’t faring well in that department.
So with a grimace, you stick closer to Yoongi, ready to tug him just in case your boss decides to chuck his expensive shoes against someone’s head in his wrathful wake.
Of course he would be mad.
You couldn’t count the number of times he’d witnessed you cry over these men you were now trying to cover for.
With all the lip chewing you were immersed in, someone addresses the huge elephant rearing its trunk over all of you.
“That question aside, what is happening here–uh, sir?” Hoseok is quick to beat his brothers to the punch, although quite warily.
He wasn’t going to be disrespectful to possibly the only person who could give a fucking explanation to everything. He had a gut feeling that whoever this man was, was someone who could help YN and he wasn’t taking any chances just so YN can recover fast.
He didn’t think he could live another week without being blessed with your lovely smile.
He actually fucking missed you already even if you were right here in spirit.
Eugene quirks a brow but his lips curl up in a genuine smile directed at the resident sunshine, and although he knew that all of them contributed to a majority of YN’s sadness, this Hoseok was the least guilty from what he’s heard so far.
“Jung Hoseok I presume?” Eugene asks and the boy stammers out an affirmative response. “Charmed. Yes, well. Before I answer any of your questions, YN if you would?” He gestures to you and you reach for him despite Yoongi’s quiet protest.
He didn’t like you leaving him for some other man no matter who they are.
Two things happen simultaneously as soon as you touch the Yang boss’s hands.
You feel a heavy weight settle over you, as if you were being pulled down by gravity.
And then your bare foot touches the hard, cold, bleached tiles one after the other and you shiver with a soft squeak.
“HOLY SHIT YN?!”
A chorus of quaky gasps fill the air and then you are swept up into the nearest person’s arms, this time Taehyung’s.
You turn your smooshed cheeks from your holder and shoot a glance at the Yang boss with pure joy. “H-how?”
Eugene smiles at you gently. But then he sighs, the shadows appearing on his face aging him for a bit, a tick in his jaw forms and he rolls his eyes. “Doll, you know I’m magical. But that’s beside the point. ” He sharply claps his hands garnering command at everyone’s undivided scrutiny.
Eugene was like that. Commanding with his presence at every turn.
“Gentlemen, if you could, I would love to be invited to your home as we have much to talk about as regards YN’s current…state. ”
Namjoon, ever the leader steps forward almost in an unconscious manner as if to assert his dominance, “As long as it will help YN, we are willing to do anything. ”
Unexpectedly, the Yang boss doesn’t laugh, doesn’t mock them, only considers them for a moment and then looks at you. “I can see what you meant, darling.” You flush for some reason and they all turn to look at you but your boss clears his throat, and straightens. “We don’t have the luxury to waste any more time. For YN’s sake, I suggest we go now. Because as of this moment, I am your fairy godmother and she’s Cinderella. Once the clock strikes midnight, it’s poof. If you catch my drift.”
Pairing: Jung Hoseok/Reader Rating: G Warnings/tags: arranged marriage, historical AU, fluff Genre: Fluff Words: 1.9k Notes: Happy possumversary, @xjoonchildx ! I’m so thankful to have gotten to know you over the past few months. You’re one of the coolest and funniest people I’ve ever met and I’m so glad we’re friends. I loved writing this Hobi, and I hope you like him too!
It began as it always did: two nations, both on the edge of struggle, seeking a formal alliance to stabilize things for their populace. Sacrifices must be made for the good of the kingdom, after all.
You just weren’t sure why you were the one doing the sacrificing when it wasn’t your obsession with war that had gotten you into this situation.
These were the thoughts that occupied your mind as you sat in the carriage, staring out the window, half-listening to your mother rattling on about how the son of the neighbouring ruler was known to be kind and cheerful and would no doubt make an excellent husband. It wasn’t that you doubted her words; you simply didn’t care. Marriage didn’t interest you, and arranged marriage even less so.
HOW WAS I NOT FOLLOWING YOU BEFORE?!? I AM FULL OF SHAME AND DISHONOR!
What a lovely fluff of a fic! One of my favorite tropes along for one of my favorite people and HOBI to boot!!! Thank you for bringing a smile to my face!!!
Summary: Last summer, sparks flew between you and Hoseok. He had an unforgettable smile, and you were putty in his hands. By the end of the summer, promises were made and you shared your phone number. But he never called. This summer, you’re back at camp with a vengeance. Ghosted or not, you’re ready for some friendly competition. He may be a Camp Blue Side veteran, but you won’t back down.
Notes: This fic has been updated and is now part of the Summer of Love Collab! Please join us as we finish summer strong with seven summer themed fics!
Banner:@sunshinejunghoseokie - Thank you so much for the beautiful banner Cam! It’s just what I wanted!
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It’s 7am and the air is already a warm 70 degrees: perfect weather for running the trail down to Lake Blue Side. The dirt under your sneakers is a familiar and welcome feeling. Back home, you’re always running on pavement, so the cushion of the ground is a nice change.
The trees that surround camp are lush and brimming with birds and insects. Just above this hill, the greenery will give way to the beach. It puts an extra spring in your step, and you push through the incline, sprinting until your shoes hit the sand.
The blue ripples lap at the shore line while the sun, hovering just above the horizon, warms the cool dark water. You walk toward the edge of the water, attempting to catch your breath from your uphill sprint. The past two years at Camp Blue Side, this lake has been your happy place. Most mornings, you sneak out of bed before sunrise and run the trail to this very spot.
The calming effect of the lake helps you make it through the hectic days at camp. Wrangling campers from sunrise to sunset (and then some) is tiring and doesn’t leave much room for your own thoughts to get sorted out. Your near-daily trips to the lake became even more important last summer.
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As a JC, in your first year, you spent most of your time playing lackey to the Sports Leader. You had registered late (at the urging of your dear friend Seokjin), and the only position left for you was equipment manager. Between checking in on your campers and lugging sports and outdoor equipment around, you barely had a moment to breathe. It ended up being a good summer, but you knew you wanted a chance to try something different.
Year two, you got assigned to co-lead Team One and it was, somehow, an even more hectic summer than you had expected. Being responsible for the fun and safety of so many campers every day was fulfilling, but you’ve always valued alone time. Your trips to the lake increased ten-fold last year.
And that’s when you started noticing Hoseok.
Of course, you had seen him around camp and even made small talk with him in passing. You were friendly with all your fellow counselors, but aside from your Team One co-leader, your cabin mate, and Seokjin, you hadn’t had time to get to know anyone that well.
Every time you went for your run, you would spot Hoseok doing the same. At least most of the time. Other times, he would be doing push ups or lunges on the field. And when Hoseok exercises, he glows. When you run in the heat and humidity, you sweat. But Hoseok glistens.
So naturally, you began noticing him more, and he noticed you noticing. One thing led to another, and the casual group conversations transformed into less-casual solo conversations. HoseokbecameHobi, and he would always give you his chocolate pudding. He didn’t like it, and he knew that it was your favorite dessert. Around week five, he asked if you wanted to go on your morning run with him, and it ended with a kiss right here at the lake.
At the end of the summer, you gave him your number and he promised to call. He lived a ways away from camp, but only about an hour away from your university. There was definitely something there, and you were excited to see where it went.
But Hoseok broke his promise. He never called.
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“He’s on the docket, just like the past several years. He’s not going to just not show up, Y/N.” Seokjin pointed at the Camp Blue Side staff list on his clipboard.
“Iknow that, Jin.” You roll your eyes at him. “But I’m just saying…”
“If you didn’t want to see Hoseok, why did you sign up for another year? You could’ve just stayed home.”
“I can’t let him win!” You shout, your voice carrying through the open windows in Seokjin’s office, disturbing the pre-camp peace.
Seokjin looks at you in silence. Relaxing your shoulders, you apologize silently.
“Look, you cannot let your petty energy affect your performance as a counselor. That’s not the way we do things around here, I know you know that.” You nod along with your friend’s gentle scolding. “And if your competitive nature is going to be an issue this summer, I need you to let me know so I can reassign you.”
“Reassign me?” You reach for the clipboard in Seokjin’s hand and read it over.
Jung, Hoseok - Team One Leader
Y/L/N, Y/N - Team Two Leader
“Oh,hell yes.” You pass the clipboard back to Seokjin and make your hasty exit, running from the office. You can hear him calling after you, probably afraid of what’s going through your head. But your head has actually cleared for the first time in months. There is only one thought now.
summary: When asked what you wanted to do with your life when you were seven years old, you told your teacher you wanted to be a rocket scientist. More specifically, that you wanted to dance on the moon. Little did you know, years down the line, how far from that your reality would be. Far from dancing among the stars, you find yourself struggling after losing the love of your life to someone else, working two jobs just to get by, and trying to take care of the one good thing that came out of your fractured relationship – your little girl.
What you don’t realize, and often hate to admit, is that everyone needs a little help sometimes. That everyone needs someone to help take care of them sometimes. That it’s not just children that need that help.
So, no, you may not dance among the stars, but maybe with a little help from your new neighbor Hoseok, you can remember what it feels like to dance in the light of the sun.
warnings (to be updated/modified later): swearing, hurt/comfort, talk of sex (non-explicit), talk of loss, talk of past relationships, struggles with motherhood and being a single parent, talk of bullying, preteen angst, talk of an autoimmune disease/condition (alopecia areata), custody battles, mentally/emotionally abusive exes/fathers, bisexual characters
Five years after Kim Taehyung broke her heart and left her for her ex best friend, Park Jimin, y/n gets roped back into their messy lives when they ask her to be in the wedding. The temptation to sabotage the impending nuptials and win Tae back is too hard to resist. Will the others go along with these shenanigans? Will y/n hurt herself all over again? And what if Hobi has a confession to make that might just change everything? (LOOSELY based on the movie My Best Friend’s Wedding.)
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I don’t have enough words to describe how much this man means to me. He is EVERYTHING. How in the hell can you be in love with someone you never met? It’s crazy but it’s real. He speaks to me on a totally different level, in a totally different existence. He brings so much joy to my days and makes me forget about the things that pull me into a depressive state. Most of the time he helps me to not feel so lonely and isolated. Hobi, you have a hold on me my sweet sunshine! I thank the universe and your parents for blessing me and the whole world with the gift of your existence. Happy happy happy birthday my baby love! I’m addicted to you! You have my heart in your pocket and I will never ever be the same!
