HELLO EVERYONE i haven’t been on tumblr in like a year but im trying to get back into it!! im mostly on twitter now (as cherrypugpie) if u wanna find me!
i was on medication whose side effects prevented me from drawing due to some really bad tremors but i’ve slowly regained some fine motor control after changing some meds so! i’m trying to get back into the art grind! and honestly i can’t tell u how great it feels when you can hold a pen without dropping it after five minutes
anyway, while i’ve been gone i got really into bts! so expect a lot of bts-related content on my twitter. for now i’ll try and keep my tumblr noise to a minimum while i get back into the swing of things ♪(´ε｀ )
sorry for all the reading! thanks to everyone who has supported me and helped me keep my sanity the past ten months!! 2018 HERE I COME
[Image description: a digital drawing of Kim Taehyung and Park Jimin from BTS, drawn as Sosuke and Ponyo respectively. They ride together on a small boat, Taehyung sitting in the boat and Jimin perched on top holding a blue bucket. The sun sets behind a forest in the background. Three seagulls fly behind them. The color palette reflects a sunset, with blue water, purple trees, and a pink sky. End ID.]
Summary: It started when you were in college, trying to make ends meet. Just a small ad you saw online. It stayed with you since then, accompanied by the second job you had. An office worker by day, a hotline operator by night. And not just any operator. A sex operator. Weirdly enough, you liked the job, especially when you anticipated a certain person’s call every night, hoping to hear his voice on the other side. What you didn’t know was that the person was just as excited to hear your voice, if not more. What you also didn’t know was that he was a lot closer to you than you thought…
Thank you anon for requesting! Had a lot of fun with this one, hope you like it ♥
Friday. It was an exciting day for most people since it promised two days of free time to follow. To you, it was much more special than that, because tonight, he will call again. But it’s not like he just calls any operator, he always calls you and only you.
A sex operator wasn’t really the job you dreamed of as a child, but an office worker wasn’t your dream job either, so it didn’t make much of a difference to you. Well, there was something different actually. Because unlike your job as an operator, you weren’t completely alone in your day job. There was one person you looked forward to seeing every day. That person was your best friend, Park Jimin. It all happened very quickly with you both being new to your jobs and still learning everything. It started from small talk while trying to find the copy machine to hanging out at the water cooler, talking to each other every chance you got.
It still wasn’t anything big though, as you couldn’t be away from your desk for too long without anyone noticing. That was until one of your coworkers retired, leaving the cubicle next to you empty. You still have no idea how Jimin managed to talk your boss into letting him move next to you, but he did. Since then, the two of you talked every day, passing paper notes to each other through the small gap between the dividers of your cubicles.
It wasn’t like you were sending each other some long paragraphs about the meaning of life, they were just small doodles and gossip, but they always managed to make you laugh anyway, making your day that much better.
One day while eating lunch together, Jimin asked you if you wanted to hang out together after work, which you gladly accepted. After that, the two of you hung out almost every day, whether it be taking a walk in a park or going to a café to drink something better than the watered down coffee you had in the office.
But even if Jimin was your best friend, you didn’t dare to tell him about your other job. It was hard to keep it away from him, but you knew you had no other choice. You knew what most people thought about sex operators, so you decided to tell no one. Luckily, the two of you hung out only in the daytime, since Jimin’s house was a long ride from work. That worked in your favor, as you had all the time in the world to work from home in private without having to make up some excuses as to why you couldn’t hang out that night.
Most of the people calling you weren’t some gross old men wanting to live out a weird fantasy of theirs like people would expect. A lot of them were just lonely or shy to talk about what they want with their partner, so they decided to fulfill those dreams through a phone call. Not exactly your cup of tea, but you respected everyone’s decisions.
They weren’t obscene about it either, most of them were just shy, hanging up right after and keeping all of their personal information private. A lot of them made a nickname for themselves, making the call more personal but not risking you knowing their name either. And then there was him.
You still remember the first time he called you. You could hear the nervousness in his voice and the slight fumbling with his phone, probably thinking about what to say so he doesn’t embarrass himself.
“H-hello? Is this the, um…is this the hotline from the ad?” You had to put the phone further away from you so he wouldn’t hear your giggle. It always made you laugh how so many guys called the sex hotline but were too shy to even say the name of it. “Of course it is, honey. How can I help you?” You said with the smoothest voice you could muster, still smiling like an idiot. “Well, I’ve liked a good friend of mine for quite some time, but I’m not sure if she likes me back and, uh…” He trailed off, unsure of what to say next. You could tell this was definitely his first time doing anything like this, but it was cuter than anything. “Of course I like you back, just look at you, what is there to not love about you? What would you like me to call you?” You spoke, already getting into the role he requested. Hearing silence on the other end, you spoke again. “Is everything okay, baby? You don’t have to tell me your real name, it can be anything you want.” You said reassuringly. “Oh, I’m sorry, it’s just that you sound exactly like her, haha. You can call me Min. If you don’t mind of course.” “Of course I sound like me, silly. And I don’t mind it at all, I really like it, Min.” You giggled. It was always amusing to hear the first-timers try and get into the roleplay. They were always scared that they would sound stupid, but they often forgot that this was literally your job and that you didn’t care as long as they enjoyed themselves.
The rest followed like the usual calls you had with your clients, nothing new. One thing confused you though, and that was that Min didn’t want to tell you the name of his crush, opting for just calling you ‘baby’ instead. Most of the callers you had didn’t really care about telling you the names of their dream partners as long as they had their own identities hidden, but Min was different. Was it possible that he was trying to protect the identity of the girl as well? Or did he change his mind last minute and didn’t want to think about her while calling you? You weren’t sure, but since you couldn’t ask personal things like that, you decided to just let it go.
There was another thing about Min that was different. While most men hung up quickly after, uttering a short ‘Thank you, goodbye’ before ending the call, Min stayed with you for quite some time after.
“Thank you…” You heard between his panting. “You’re welcome, Minnie. Feel free to call whenever you want, I’ll be waiting for you. Did you enjoy yourself?” You asked in a soothing voice, looking out of your window at the night sky. “Yeah, it was great. I was really nervous since this was my first time doing anything like this, but I bet you figured that out already.” He chuckled, making you smile to see he was more comfortable now. “I did, but it’s okay. It’s my job to guide you through everything and I was more than happy to do so, trust me.” “I’m happy to hear that. I’m sorry, but I’m going to have to go now, I have work tomorrow and it’s getting quite late, I hope you don’t mind.” “It’s okay, I should be going too. I hope I’ll hear from you again soon, Min.” You replied. “I hope so too. Goodbye, enjoy the rest of your night.” He said, ending the call.
You didn’t know why, but just the fact he stayed talking to you a while longer made your heart flutter. You didn’t even know him, but there you were, already looking forward to his next call. And not just ‘looking forward to it’ like you do with all the other clients, but actually being excited about the thought of him calling again.
That was about a month ago. Now, Min’s calls have become a regular thing between the two of you. The conversations after continued as well. You couldn’t talk about his private life, so the two of you ended up talking about whatever came to mind that day.
You also noticed that your best friend Jimin has become a lot brighter. You didn’t question it too much, deciding to just enjoy it while it lasted, which you hoped would be forever. You’ve always liked Jimin more than just a friend, but you were always too afraid to confess, scared that he would reject you and your friendship would come to an end.
Jimin, on the other hand, knew the cause of his happiness the past few weeks very well. All because of a few calls to a certain call center.
At first, he told himself this was not about you, that’s why he didn’t tell the woman your name. He told himself this every time he called the hotline, yet the only thing he could think about the entire time was you. Each time he called, he promised to himself to finally ask you out after this one call. Or maybe after the next one. Or the next one. Or maybe never at all. Out of the fear of losing you forever and making things awkward between the two of you, he decided the best thing he could do was to bottle up his feelings and spend his money on a sex hotline instead.
Before he knew it, Friday rolled around, his favorite day of the week. Why? Because it’s the one day he can hear that voice. The voice that’s eerily similar to yours. The only voice that can bring him peace for the next few days.
He often found himself counting minutes until the end of his work just so he could drive home as quickly as he could and dial his second most favorite phone number. First being yours, of course.
This time, he didn’t even hesitate to dial the number as soon as he got home. The usual minute or two of contemplating wasn’t there this time. If only you didn’t wear that white shirt that was seethrough just enough. If only you didn’t wear those tight-fitting jeans hugging your legs so perfectly. If only you weren’t so beautiful.
He didn’t wait for the operator to answer, pressing the phone between his cheek and shoulder so he could unzip his pants in the meantime. “Hello?” There it was. The only voice that he wanted to hear right now. Without wasting any time, he got to work, slipping his hand under the fabric of his underwear, grabbing his already hard member.
He wasn’t sure himself why he got so worked up over you today, but he didn’t really care at this point. He didn’t care why, when, where, how. All he cared about at the moment was the pure want for you combined with the frustration of your absence.
Throwing his head back, he moaned at the words coming from the other side, imagining they were actually from you, talking to him in the very same room, egging him on. How much he wished you were there, beside him. There was no other thought in his head except for you. (Y/N), (Y/N), (Y/N). The name repeating in his mind like a mantra, the only name that truly mattered to him. The closer he got, the more intense it became. He couldn’t hear the voice on the other side anymore, focused only on the thought of you. Focused on the image of you in front of him, doing things he could only dream of, doing everything he-
“(Y/N)!” He called out as white filled his vision, all of his muscles tensing up at once as the orgasm took over his body, leaving him breathless. He dropped back down onto the couch, panting.
You were trying to catch your breath as well, but for a completely different reason. Were you just hearing things or did this person really just call out your name?
Then it all clicked.
The familiar voice, the late-night calls,…even the nickname! Oh god, how could have you been so stupid? Ji-Min! It was so obvious all this time!
But wait, could that mean…?
“Hello? Are you still there?” You heard Jimin say on the other side. Almost dropping your phone from surprise, you tried to answer as calmly as you could at the moment. “Y-yeah! Sorry, bad signal probably.” You grimaced at the lame excuse. You could hear him chuckle on the other end before responding. “It’s okay haha. Sorry if I rushed you a bit today, just had a hard day at work, that’s all.” He said and you could hear the shyness in his voice at the last part. “Don’t worry, it’s fine! I’m sorry to hear that, I hope you’re a bit less stressed now.” You said, trying to get back into your role. On the other side, you could hear the nervous chuckle that you knew so well. How could you have not noticed it before? “I am, thank you. Well, it was nice calling with you today, but as always, I’m going to have to go now, sorry. Enjoy the rest of the night, goodbye!”
And with that, he hung up, leaving you frozen in your living room, still processing what just happened. Maybe there was someone else in your area who had a crush on a person with your name. Whose nickname was Min. Whose voice sounded like Jimin’s. Who calls at almost the exact time Jimin would be home from work.
As much as you tried to believe that, you knew it wasn’t true. The Min you have been helping get off every week was Park Jimin, your best friend. The best friend that described you as his crush he’s afraid to ask out because he doesn’t want to ruin your friendship.
You thought you were the only one panicking that night, but the opposite was true. Miles away was Jimin, sitting on his couch, shocked from what had just happened. Realizing he just caught himself in his own lie. There was no way in hell he could deny his feelings for you now. All of the time he spent telling himself the phone calls had nothing to do with you, all of it was just a big lie he tried to calm himself down with.
There were billions of unanswered questions running through your heads, but both of you knew one thing for sure: you won’t be able to face the other tomorrow.
Why? Because it just so happened that the two of you wanted to visit the new café that opened right next to your office. It also just so happened to be this Saturday.
At work, there was at least a small chance that you would be able to avoid him, but this? There was no way you could avoid him if it was going to be just the two of you. Yes, you could cancel it, but you’ve already canceled it a week ago, so that wasn’t going to work out. You could pretend to be sick, but knowing Jimin, he would visit you and take care of you, meaning it would be just the two of you all over again.
To put it simply, neither of you got a good night sleep that day, scared of what was to come.
The sound of the alarm on your phone woke you up, reminding you of the events ahead of you for today. With a pit in your stomach from nervousness, you went out to the café where you were supposed to meet.
As Jimin drove to the place, he could feel his heartbeat getting faster the closer he got to his destination. Finally arriving, he could see you sitting at one of the tables already. Jumping out of his car, he went inside.
But all of the confidence he had left vanished once he saw your eyes land on him, giving him a small smile. With wobbly legs, he walked over to the table, sitting across from you.
“H-hi.” He blurted out, silently cursing himself for messing up even the greeting. He was surprised to see you respond just as quietly, if not more. He was about to reach for the menu when you put your hand on his to stop him, retracting it immediately when you realized what you just did, your cheeks heating up from the sudden touch.
“Don’t worry, I already ordered for the both of us. The usual of course.” You said, putting your hands in your lap to prevent them from wandering like that again.
“Oh, thank you.” He said, but those words just reminded you of the happenings yesterday, making you even redder. Luckily, the waitress came to your table with the drinks, distracting Jimin from seeing the blush covering your cheeks. Thanking her, both of you went back to the conversation.
“So, uh…What were you doing yesterday?” You asked, regretting the sentence just as you said it. What the hell, (Y/N)? You had one job and that was to ask anything except that, damn it! Looking back at Jimin, you could see his eyes moving around, avoiding your gaze as he spoke.
“Uhh, nothing much really, just watching some Netflix. You?” He asked back, looking you in the eyes this time, making you that much more nervous.
“I uh, nothing much either. No, nothing.” You said, wanting to smack yourself for telling such an unbelievable lie. You looked back at Jimin to see him eyeing you suspiciously.
“(Y/N)…Are you hiding something from me?” He asked.
“No! Nothing, it’s fine, really, it’s fine!” You asked, your voice getting higher with each word you spoke. As you already suspected, Jimin believed nothing you just said.
“I know you’re keeping something from me. What is it?” He questioned you further, his voice a bit softer this time. But you shook your head.
“I don’t think you want to know.” You said, trying to escape from the dangerous situation you found yourself in.
“Whatever it is, it must be something quite big if you’re so scared. Come on, you know you can tell me anything.” He replied, not giving up. You sighed, defeated. ‘It had to come out one day, I guess’, you thought.
“I, uh…might have an idea of what you were doing last night because I kind of was there with you…” You said, looking everywhere except in his direction. But when he didn’t say anything, you decided to glance back up at him, only to see his eyes wide and his face completely pale.
“W-what do you mean?” He said, stuttering.
“I might or might not be the person you were calling all this time.” You said shyly, fumbling with your hands in your lap. After a long silence, you heard a sigh.
“I’m-I’m not really sure what to say, to be completely honest with you…How come I never knew you worked as a…”
“A sex operator? I know, I’m really sorry for not telling you, it’s just that people tend to think badly of my job and I didn’t want you to think less of me because of what I do…” You said.
“(Y/N), I would never think any less of you and you know that! I’m more worried about what you’re going to think of me now that you know everything.” He spoke, taking a sip of his coffee before continuing.
“I mean, I understand completely if you don’t want to talk to me again or if you’re grossed out because of what I did, but I hope you know that-”
“Jimin, stop.” You said, reaching out your hand to grab his own, stopping him. He looked up at you with big eyes, waiting. You sighed, collecting your thoughts before talking.
“I would never be grossed out by what you did, it’s literally a part of my job to help people like you, I can’t judge them if they’re the reason I earn money. But most of all, you were the only person I looked forward to talking to every week. The other guys never really cared about me, but you were always the sweetest person calling, caring about my well-being as well. And not just on the phone, but in general as well. You’re the nicest guy I know, Jimin. You make every one of my days better just by being there for me, I hope you realize that.” You said, feeling the weight lift off of your heart by finally confessing your feelings.
“(Y/N), I…I feel the same way, of course, I just always hoped I could confess to you in a better way, you know? I’ve liked you for the longest time but never had the courage to ask you out, so I tried to hide my feelings by calling that hotline. I tried to tell myself that it had nothing to do with you, I tried to get over you so many times, but whatever I did, those feelings never went away. I know that it’s too late to ask you out like I wanted, but even after all the things that had happened, I still have that one question in my heart. So I’m asking you now, (Y/N), will you go out with me?”
Hearing this, your heart almost burst with joy. Was this a dream? You hoped with all your heart that it wasn’t, because you were enjoying every second of it, that was for sure. And so, with the brightest smile you smiled in a long time, you took both of his hands in yours, looking him in the eyes and seeing nothing but love and adoration in them.
