cold spring day

[LYRICS] 봄날 (Spring Day) by BTS

Korean 

보고 싶다
이렇게 말하니까 더 보고 싶다
너희 사진을 보고 있어도
보고 싶다

너무 야속한 시간
나는 우리가 밉다
이젠 얼굴 한 번 보는 것도
힘들어진 우리가
여긴 온통 겨울 뿐이야
8월에도 겨울이 와

마음은 시간을 달려가네
홀로 남은 설국열차
니 손 잡고 지구
반대편까지 가
겨울을 끝내고파

그리움들이 얼마나
눈처럼 내려야 그 봄날이 올까
Friend

허공을 떠도는
작은 먼지처럼
작은 먼지처럼
날리는 눈이 나라면
조금 더 빨리
네게 닿을 수 있을 텐데

눈꽃이 떨어져요
또 조금씩 멀어져요
보고 싶다 보고 싶다
보고 싶다 보고 싶다
얼마나 기다려야
또 몇 밤을 더 새워야
널 보게 될까 널 보게 될까
만나게 될까 만나게 될까

추운 겨울 끝을 지나
다시 봄날이 올 때까지
꽃 피울 때까지
그곳에 좀 더 머물러줘
머물러줘

니가 변한 건지
니가 변한 건지
아니면 내가 변한 건지
내가 변한 건지
이 순간 흐르는 시간조차 미워
우리가 변한 거지 뭐
모두가 그런 거지 뭐

그래 밉다 니가
넌 떠났지만
단 하루도 너를
잊은 적이 없었지 난

솔직히 보고 싶은데
이만 너를 지울게
그게 널 원망하기보단
덜 아프니까

시린 널 불어내 본다
연기처럼 하얀 연기처럼
말로는 지운다 해도
사실 난 아직 널 보내지 못하는데

눈꽃이 떨어져요
또 조금씩 멀어져요
보고 싶다 보고 싶다
보고 싶다 보고 싶다
얼마나 기다려야
또 몇 밤을 더 새워야
널 보게 될까 널 보게 될까
만나게 될까 만나게 될까

You know it all
You’re my best friend
아침은 다시 올 거야
어떤 어둠도 어떤 계절도
영원할 순 없으니까

벚꽃이 피나봐요
이 겨울도 끝이 나요
보고 싶다 보고 싶다
보고 싶다 보고 싶다
조금만 기다리면
며칠 밤만 더 새우면
만나러 갈게 만나러 갈게
데리러 갈게 데리러 갈게

추운 겨울 끝을 지나
다시 봄날이 올 때까지
꽃 피울 때까지
그곳에 좀 더 머물러줘
머물러줘

English

I miss you
Saying it like this makes me miss you more
Even when I’m looking at your picture
I miss you

Time is too cruel
I detest ourselves
Seeing each other’s faces even once
Has become difficult for us now
It’s nothing but winter here
Winter comes even in August

My heart runs on time
Alone on a train in snow country* that’s left behind
I want to go the other side of the earth
Holding your hand
And end winter

How much longing
Should fall like snow till the spring day comes
Friend

If I were snow that is drifting
In the empty air
Like tiny dust
Like tiny dust
I’d be able to reach you
A little faster

Snowflakes are falling
I’m getting further away little by little again
I miss you, I miss you
I miss you, I miss you
How long must I wait
How many more nights must I stay up
So that I’ll be able to see you, able to see you
So that I’ll be able to meet you, able to meet you

Passing by the end of a cold winter,
Until the spring day comes again
Until flowers bloom
Please stay at that place for a bit longer
Please stay there

Is it you who changed
Is it you who changed
Or is it I who changed
I who changed
I even loathe the time that’s passing at this moment
We’re the ones who’ve changed I guess
Everyone is like that I guess

Yes, I detest you
You left but I couldn’t forget you
Even for a day

Honestly I miss you
But now, I will forget about you
That will be less painful
Than resenting you

I try to blow away the you who makes me feel cold inside
Like smoke, like white smoke
I say that I’ll erase you
But honestly, I can’t let you go yet

Snowflakes are falling
I’m getting further away little by little again
I miss you, I miss you
I miss you, I miss you,
How long must I wait
How many more nights must I stay up
So that I’ll be able to see you, able to see you
So that I’ll be able to meet you, able to meet you

You know it all
You’re my best friend
Mornings will come back
Because no darkness, no season
Can be forever

It looks like cherry blossoms are blooming
This winter’s also ending
I miss you, I miss you
I miss you, I miss you,
If you wait for just a little
If you just stay up a few more nights
I’ll come to meet you, I’ll come to meet you
I’ll come pick you up, I’ll come pick you up

Passing by the end of a cold winter,
Until the spring day comes again
Until flowers bloom
Please stay at that place for a bit longer
Please stay there

(T/N: * “A Train in Snow Country” is the Korean title of the sci-fi movie “Snowpiercer”.)

Trans cr; Mary, Hyeeun & Lim @ bts-trans
© TAKE OUT WITH FULL CREDITS

8

                                                  12. 02. 2017 // spring day [BTS]
                                                            Past the cold winter
                                                   Until the spring day comes back
                                                           Until the flowers bloom
                                                   Will you stay there a little longer
                                                                Will you stay?

It’s Spring and
I feel like the tree
at the end of the street 
that is just 
not there yet.


Everything else is 
baby pink and bright green,
freshly fallen white 
and looking so alive,
while that tree and I
stand with branches
barren, unable to find
the strength to give life
to anything other 
than what we have deemed 
essential for surviving winter.

—  almost blooming || O.L.
The Sounds of a Spring Rain

The drip and slip
of liquid silver from new
and greening leaves

The plop and puddle
of sky dropped streams pouring
on the muddy ground

The splash and platter
of fat drops exploding
on the shoulder of my coat

The thundering thud
on my hat and rush
of rivers from its soaking brim

The spring wood is quiet
but for the sounds of
the cold and falling rain

JWB 2017

(welcome to summer)

[also you have me on notifications?! jeiwjnkfm thank youu <3]

Bts Reaction to Their S/o Having Bad Anxiety!

Mummy Seokjin would strike again with his protective caring nature, making sure to be prepared to help you if you ever started to feel anxious. He would be the type to help you breath by counting with you.

“It is going to be fine y/n. Just breathe with me okay? I promise you will start to feel better soon if you just breathe”

“In 1,2,3…

Originally posted by yoongichii


Yoongi would be surprisingly calm while comforting you; he would hold you close, stroking your arm in a rhythm so you can try and breathe to it. he would whisper in your ear some calming lyrics from Bts songs to keep your mind off of it.

“Passing by the end of a cold winter, until the spring day comes again. Until flowers bloom, please stay at that place for a bit longer, please stay there.”

Originally posted by jeonbase


Hoseok would panic every time he had to help you; he would be good at it but cry every time. He would hold your cheeks in the palms of his hands, stroking your temples with his fingertips and making you stare straight into his eyes.

“Just focus on me y/n. You will get through this, we will get through this. You have me and I will always help you.”

Originally posted by myloveseokjin


Research. Namjoon would do a bunch of research on ways of how to calm you down so he would be calm and collected. He would sit you on his lap face to face and us all of the techniques that he saw online, breath tracking, distractions, safe place. He would be really helpful.

“Baby, think of your safe place. Our room at home, cuddled in all the blankets watching dramas and cuddling.”

Originally posted by daeguboy


Poor Jimin would panic and not know what to do at all. He wouldn’t cry like he felt like doing because he wanted to be strong for you so he would just hug you close, stroking your head and whispering how much he loved you into your hair because he didn’t know what else to do.

“How do you still look so beautiful when you cry? I love you so much.”

“You’re strong and you’ll get through this.”

Originally posted by harunyany


Taehyung would suddenly become super serious when he realised you were getting anxious. He would try to distract you by humming and talking about your future together once you’re married and how you will live happily ever after while holding you close but leaving you an appropriate amount of space.

“And we’ll have a dog… maybe 4, one for each kid? it would be so cute, don’t you think so y/n?”

Originally posted by averageoppa


When Jungkook would get a little anxious or upset because of work you would hold him into your chest while he cried and sing to him quietly, even though you didn’t have the best voice it would make him feel better. That was why when he saw you that was the first thing he thought he could do to help you.

“If only I had just one day, I want to peacefully fall asleep intoxicated with your sweet scent”

Originally posted by officialwookkibby


A request from an anon! I hope you like it :)

-Aylee <3

Jujube Jones || Jughead Jones

Prompt: 42 with jughead jones the third please

42.) “Stop being so cute.”

A/N: This is probably not what you had in mind when you submitted the “Stop being so cute” prompt, but I hope this super long and fluffy fic makes up for it! 

Gif by @nessa007

—————

If someone told you four years ago that when you turned sixteen you would be five months pregnant with your best friend’s baby you would’ve laughed in their faces. Young you probably would’ve made a judgmental remark saying that you weren’t like “those River Vixens” and that although you loved Jughead, you and he could never be more than best friends.

Well, one night changed that.

It was a typical movie night for the two of you. Watching the classics, eating popcorn. You didn’t know who initiated it. You didn’t know who kissed who first. The next thing you knew was that the two of you had made your way upstairs to your bed and that clothes were coming off. You knew that this wasn’t right. The two of you were best friends. You couldn’t do this.

But how could something so wrong feel so right?

The both of you agreed it was a mistake immediately afterwards. Agreed to never talk about it again. Agreed that as far as the two of you were concerned, it never happened. It hurt you. You thought that you and Jughead had something there. A connection. But you couldn’t tell him how you really felt. You couldn’t hurt the relationship more than the two of you already had. Jughead felt the same way, although he never voiced his true thoughts either. He was Jughead after all. The friendship was more than a little awkward after that but the two of you managed. For a few weeks at least. Around six weeks after the two of you had sex, you started feeling fatigue. You got violently ill almost everyday. You thought it was just a stomach bug until you missed your period.

You immediately told Betty and Veronica about your suspicions. They told you that you needed to take a pregnancy test as soon as possible. While Betty stayed with you and tried to calm you down, Veronica was kind enough to go to the convenience store and buy the test for you. She said that she had been in your place before and that it was probably just a scare, like hers.

She was wrong.

As you stared numbly as the positive pregnancy test, you knew that your life was forever changed. You already made your decision about what you wanted to do. The next step was to tell Jughead and your parents.

Betty told Jughead. From what he told you later, it had just slipped out. She didn’t have any malicious intentions. You knew she didn’t, but it didn’t stop you from being angry with her for a good month or so. He had come over to your house the day after you took the test, tears in his eyes. Immediately you saw he was terrified of being a dad. The situation about what happened to his mother and sister and having a deadbeat dad involved with the Southside Serpents didn’t help either. Jughead vowed that he would never leave you to do this on your own and promised to help in any way he could. When you told your parents, they were furious. Without another word, they kicked you out. Now you and Jughead were both homeless, expecting a baby in approximately seven months.

Fred Andrews came to the rescue. He had found out from Archie that the two of you were homeless and found a little two-bedroom trailer near the edge of his construction site and got to work on fixing it up. He even offered Jughead a job, which Jughead accepted immediately, giving him work after school and on the weekends. In the meantime, Hermione Lodge had found out about your situation from Veronica. She swooped in, scheduling all your doctor’s appointments for you and paying for all of them (“It takes a village to raise a child, Y/N.”) She even convinced Pop to give you an after-school and weekend job after the baby was born. But most surprisingly of all, it was the Coopers, specifically Alice Cooper, the Alice Cooper, that offered to babysit for free when you and Jughead were at school. Why? You didn’t know. But you had a feeling it had something to do with making up for lost time with Polly in her youth.

Since the trailer Fred fixed up had two bedrooms, and one of them was being used for the baby, this made your and Jughead’s relationship complicated. In the beginning, the two of you agreed to sleep together, but not together. You weren’t a couple. You had also originally agreed to platonically co-parent when the baby arrived, wanting to stay as friendly with each other as you could. You weren’t going to repeat Jughead’s parents’ mistakes.

As time progressed, you began to fall more and more in love with Jughead. You knew it was a dangerous path you walked on, knowing that he didn’t like you back. As your due date got closer, the two of you started fighting more. It wasn’t like the two of you were angry at each other, but you were stressed and you just happened to be taking it out on each other. After one particularly bad screaming match, you had started crying uncontrollably, the stress becoming too much to handle. To your surprise, Jughead began to cry too, apologizing to you over and over again even though it wasn’t his fault. Whether it was the hormones or whatever, you had kissed him impulsively. He had kissed you back and the next thing you knew, you were on your bed.

So much for platonically sleeping together.

Afterwards, rather than lying again and saying the sex (again) was a mistake, you decided to be bold and told Jughead you loved him. After Jughead was silent for what seemed like an eternity, he said that he loved you too. That he had since he was a kid. More tears followed and you never screamed at each other again.

Forget the platonically sleeping together, so much for platonically co-parenting.

Jujube Forsythia Jones, named after your and Jughead’s favorite candy and Jellybean Jones’s real name (“For God’s sake, we don’t even know if it’s a girl, Jughead! And if it is, we’re not naming her Jujube Jellybean Jones! One candy is enough! Just use Forsythia!”) was born on a unusually cold and rainy spring day. Jujube’s (nicknamed Julia by you and everyone else except Jughead) birth was pretty uneventful which you were thankful for. Everything was relatively calm (thank whoever was up there for the epidural) and everyone didn’t panic (the exception being Jughead). When Julia was laid in Jughead’s arms for the first time, you saw the wall that he had built up over the years come crumbling down. He immediately adored her. Julia was his everything. When she cried, Jughead was immediately up and ready to attend to her every whim. She was a daddy’s girl. She was also the spitting image of him, with his hair and smile. But she had your eyes, making her a beautiful mix of the two of you. Everywhere she went, people melted. Even Cheryl liked her. (“I guess you’ll make a good River Vixen someday.”) You had never seen Jughead look so horrified at such a prospect before in your life.

You sighed as you remembered all the craziness that had went down in the last three years. You looked over from behind the counter at Julia who was in a booth, drawing with some old crayons and printer paper from Sheriff Keller’s office. Julia was an unusually well-behaved toddler. You had been waiting for the terrible twos to hit but at 2 ½, she was still relatively relaxed. That meant you were waiting for the hell that would come from the fearsome fours. Despite this, when you were working, you always made sure to check on her to make sure she wasn’t causing mischief. She never was. All she did was draw. Although it was just scribbles now, you knew she would be a great artist one day.

The bell tinkling of the front door brought you out of your daydream and you looked up, smiling at the person who walked through it.

“Hey, sorry I’m late,” Jughead said, closing the distance between you and giving you a quick kiss, the counter the only thing between the two of you. “Got held up at work.”

Hearing her father’s voice, Julia looked up and beamed.

“Daddy!” she exclaimed

Jughead’s smile widened when he saw his daughter.

“Hey, Juju,” he kneeling down to pick up the little girl, holding her tightly against him as she rested her head on his shoulder. He pretended the toddler was heavy, and groaned, acting as if she was nearly impossible to lift.

“You’re getting too big for me to carry, Jujube.” he said, standing up, Julia’s head still resting on his shoulder.

Julia lifted her head, her little black pigtails bouncing, and looked at her father.

“I’m not getting bigger! Aunt Betty said I’m getting cuter.” she proclaimed.

Jughead snorted.

“Yeah, well, stop being so cute. It’s not healthy.” he said, touching his nose to hers, giving her a little eskimo kiss.

Julia giggled and Jughead turned his attention back to you.

“You ready to go?” he asked, putting down the little girl.

You nodded as you took off your apron, looking up at the clock. It was 6 pm, the end of your shift.

“Yeah.” you said as you waved your goodbyes to Hermione and Pop, joining Jujube and Jughead as the three of you walked out the door, you and Jughead holding on to Julia’s little hands.

Your little family.

—————

A/N: That was my all-time favorite fic to write. I hope you guys enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it. :) Let me know what you thought!

Taglist

@gottalovetheapocalypse @lydixstiles @jughead-from-riverdale @pinkhappypanda @iamthegoatmaster @subsi4123 @reginaphlanageadams @river-vixns @deanskitten @latenightbooknerd