Plot: You and Jaebum were a “fake” couple on We Got Married. You two were filming and he was waiting for you into a coffe shop. It’s started to rain and you became all wet; Because of the script he couldn’t take care of you the way he wanted to, you secretly love each other; and after you were done, you two decided to stay alone and with his warm actions he gave you hints how much he cared about you.
Your voice was lost in the sound of the rain, while you kept running towards the Café where you knew Jaebum was waiting for you.
The cameras were with you, completely surprised from the sudden downpour that seemed to have affected the entire city at that time.
“Run Y/N, run!” They continued to yell, but run without being able to see much because of rain was not easy.
The only consolation was that soon you would have seen your “fake” husband", for whom you secretly had begun to develop feelings many weeks before.
Now it was three months that you two took part in that program and staying in close touch with him helped you to see an awful lot about him.
The must you know him and more your feelings grew.
Meanwhile, he was waiting, trying to remember the script he had read earlier, starting to worry seeing the weather raging outside the small and cozy cafes.
“She’s coming?” He asked at one of the crew and a small nod of assent reassured him slightly, although not entirely.
It was not until the door bell, the notice that someone had just entered, to reassure him.
For the first five seconds.
You were standing in front of the door, dripping everywhere and being sorry to be in that condition despite your attempts to run as fast as you can.
“Fuck… Y/N ” He swore under his breath, he didn’t want to be heard by the cameras, forcing himself to remain in place because it was what the script told him to do.
The sincere moments in that program were few and he began to be tired, wanted to be more free. More honest, especially towards you.
“I’m Sorry… The rain caught me off guard. ” You excused yourself, rushing toward the table and sitting in front of him, completely embarrassed.
The blush on your cheeks was due to your outfit or at least was what you kept telling yourself mentally. The truth was that even just see him led to you the famous “butterflies in the stomach”.
“An umbrella?” He asked, trying to stay lowkey, having to bite the inside of his cheek to ask not more.
“Oh, Jae! The weather forecast had put nice weather. NICE. WEATHER. What do I know, huh? ” You snorted, getting off your jacket that was completely water soup; “If I were psychic, I could have predicted!”
“Yes, okay. I order you something hot. ”
“Shouldn’t we carry out the proof of this day?”
“The proof of this day is to not kill each other.”
“BUT IT’S HARD!” Your voice went up by some eighth, making the crew laugh but causing to you, albeit only mentally, a curse long few minutes.
You hated having to pretend, you were so simple compared to the image that that program was giving you, you were afraid that Jaebum really thinks of you as an airhead girl.
“You know that however, they ship us?”
“Really? They can see or just pretend to be blind?” He asked upset, making a nod to the waitress who immediately came up to take his order.
He knew your tastes, although you wouldn’t think possible, and when he ordered a latte with a sprinkle of cinnamon you don’t do anything but smile. Smile immediately framed by cameras, afraid to miss any of your reactions.
While he ordered you tried to fix the mess that was your hair and definitely your face, but you ignored the makeup that imagined being smeared. You picked up your hair into a high bun, although some subtle strands of hair fell over your shoulders and continued to soak your shirt, just slightly moist because that had been covered by the jacket.
“Husband?” You called him out, causing him to turn with a sigh.
“Tell Me, Y/N”
“Am I so horrible..?”
“You look like a clown, look.” He gave you the sugar container, a reflective surface in metal and you had to keep from screaming. You were really a clown. “So stop saying I’m lying when I say that you snore, I always tell the truth.”
“I DON’T SNORE, JAEBUM!!”
The scream of the Director caused a wave of joy in the entire crew, which began to disassemble all the cameras and gear. A small sigh of relief left your lips, while the cold that made you company for more than two hours seemed to be your second skin. The only thing you ever wanted was to go home and take a long, hot bath.
“Will you stay here?”
You were ready to get up when the sweet voice of Jaebum do you froze instantly, almost glued you to the chair. If he asked you, you would have even spent all day and night with him.
“Obviously, it makes me really happy.”
After nearly ten minutes the crew had finally gone and you guys were totally alone. There was a change into the atmosphere, in both of you, almost as if the absence of all those people took a huge weight off your shoulders.
“Wait..” He said, taking his jacket off and handing it out from above the table. “You must be cold, isn’t it?”
“Hell ya, I feel like a popsicle,” You admitted, and thank him with a shy smile but refusing his jacket. “But I’m still a little damp, I don’t want to get it wet.. and my hair still dripping, I don’t know how it’s possible but they do. ”
“Y/N don’t be stubborn.”
“But I don’t kno–” you began to say when he got up from his chair and wrapped his jacket around your shoulders, so as to cover you completely. “It’s huge.” You whispered.
“You’re tiny, it couldn’t get close. But it looks good on you. ”
“You could use tea, you know?”
“I don’t really like..” You confessed, biting your lower lip while he was addressing a look upset to you. “What!?”
“Thè can help you.”
“Have I to drink it..?”
“I just want you to warm up a bit, Y/N”
The sweetness in his voice was able to warm you up more than any hot drink, but with a small nod you accepted his request.
His jacket smelled good and was hot, then you tightened it savoring that little moment of calm.
“Isn’t it warm?? Do you want me to take a sweater? Jinyoung always leaves a spare one into the car. ”
“I’m fine Jaebum so, don’t worry. Today you’re nicer than usual. ” You pointed out, finding that loving side amazingly cute.
“Don’t… That’s, you can get sick and I don’t want your bandmates to kill me because their leader got sick. ” Almost coughed out those words, covering his mouth with his clenched fist and making you smile amused. “Then I must bear your presence too because this week we have to record every day.”
“Hell.. It’s true. ”
“Did you have different programs?”
“Honestly? I wanted to go to see my parents, I haven’t seen them in almost a year. ”
You had lied to everyone for months, saying you saw your parents regularly, realizing only then the huge mess you were combined. His eyes had become to slightly bored, because of the shooting, a visibly worried.
And you understood thanks to a small wrinkle had formed between his eyebrows and his mouth was folded into an annoyed scowl, that at that time you wanted to drive off with a kiss.
“You lied to me. Last week you told me that you went to your parents on weekend ”
“Oops…? I just don’t want to worry anyone. I’m fine… ”
“Bullshit. Now drink your tea, then I’ll take you to the dorm. You take a hot shower, I’ll wait and then take to your parents. ”
“My schedule is free tomorrow. ” He admitted with a tone of defiance, folding his arms across his chest and looking into your eyes waiting for your retort.
But you didn’t know what to say because nobody had treated you as he was doing. You stayed in silence, looking down on your hands folded on a table and only when the waitress arrived with your tea, you raised your eyes and thank her with a slight smile.
“Sit next to me, so you’re more sheltered from gusts of wind coming from the door.” He almost ordered and slid your cup on the table, put next to his now empty.
You looked upset, trying to decipher his behavior. “So?” He asked bossy, pointing to the spot next to him on the sofa.
You snorted but immediately went to sit next to him, but keeping yourself a few centimeters away. You didn’t want him to get wet and especially to feel you shaking because of the cold you felt.
“Maid?? Do you have a towel? ” He asked yelling to the waitress, who immediately nodded and returned shortly afterward with a towel itself.
She handed it to him, you were committed to sip your tea and ignore it when your eyes were blinded and a rough fabric stroked your face.
“Be quiet, I’m drying your hair. Let me get this rubber band… I got it. ”
That was no longer an ordinary afternoon, it was turning into an episode of one of those dramas that you used to see at in your spare time.
His hands were moving up on your hair, rubbing the towel and dry off your hair as best as he could. If you will get sick, even though you couldn’t have known, he wouldn’t forgive him for anything in the world.
“Huh? I’m almost done.”
“Can I ask you something?”
“I’m listening, but please… Not something stupid like your usual. ” He took it playfully around, lifting your face by placing two fingers under your chin.
Despite the towel you got to see his smile, that smile you liked so much, forget for a moment what you wanted to ask him.
“Y/N… What did you want to ask me? ”
“Why are you doing this?” It was your question, honest and sincere, which caused him to freeze instantly.
He didn’t want to find himself like that but unwittingly he was acting like a guy with a huge crush.
“I don’t want you to get sick.” He muttered shyly, avoiding your gaze and finally removing the towel.
At that moment you looked around, there were basically just you two and the waitress in the coffee shop because the storm that continued to hit the city. And that was the perfect moment to act.
Clutching the collar of his shirt you moved him towards you and just touched his lips, so innocent and clumsy.
It was your first kiss and it was a simple snap of lips, but you didn’t care much. It was with Jaebum, the first guy that you were in love so for you was still perfect.
His expression turned upside down, however, made you think to be just a fool to think he felt something for you and now working with him would be a thousand times more awkward.
“I.. S-Sorry J-Jae..” You stammered, loosening the grip on his shirt; “I’m sorry, r-really sorry.”
“W-Well … I didn’t mean to put you on e-embarrassment … ” Your voice was trembling, as much as you were at that time.
You were about to leave when he leaned his hand behind your neck, into your hair now almost dry, drawing you towards him and resting his lips to yours.
His approach was so completely different than yours. His lips were firm into yours and he took to kiss you gently but with desire.
It seemed like his lips were longing for, as much as yours wanted the same thing.
The kiss lasted, however, too little because, after a few seconds, you saw him get away but put his forehead against yours, without ceasing to smile even for a second.
“I think this program will become more interesting from today.” He blinked with an amused tone.
“You’re not my wife actually, but my feelings are real Y/N”. He whispered, his lips grazing again yours albeit in a mild and delicate way. “I’ve to thank We Got Married then… And I thought I would totally hate my future wife. ”
Jae: See.. that’s your problem right there. You genuinely think he’s crazy, rather than just supporting him. He’s your brother, he needs you more than anybody else out there. He doesn’t need me, or Kia. He needs you.
Somer: I’m h-here for him..
Jae: Not by insulting him and saying he needs a shrink, you’re not. Put yourself in his place and imagine how you’d feel if he talked to you the way you did him. (sighs) I’m a bitch, a huge one, and I own up to that. But even I know not to say certain things and when to keep my mouth shut.
Somer: I don’t .. even know what to do. I clearly don’t believe in the same things he does. (scoffs) Vampires..
Jae: I’m not saying you have to believe in what he does. All I am saying is that you need to support him, now more than ever. Let him know you have his back, ya know?
The two of laid there just silently enjoying each others company as soft music played in the background. The soft beats could’ve lulled you two sleep right there in your boyfriend’s arms, until he sweet attempted to break the silence.
“It’s weird knowing that we’re the only ones here, huh?” Jae chuckled as he softly ran his fingers up and down your spine. “We usually never can be alone, alone- but now that we are, it’s weird but like a good weird.”
You couldn’t help but giggle at him rambling and adorable attempt at making small talk. “Babe, you know we don’t have to talk if you don’t want to-” You replied, your nails gently grazing against his toned chest, “We could just lay here and listen to music, or sleep if you want.”
“But I don’t want to do that, y/n.” He softly said, gently moving you to allow him to sit up. “I want to talk to you, I want to hear all the things that go through your mind-”
Sitting up with him, you placed yourself beside him; wrapping your arm around his and your hands interlocked with one another. He rested his head against your shoulder, sighing a bit before he continued, “I want to listen to you talk about your dreams. God… I love it when you do, the way your eyes just light up with you’re talking about something you’re passionate about just does something to me.”
Your heart soared at his sweet words, your plush cherry stained lips curled up into a bright smile as you listened to him. “Okay, do you really want to hear me ramble on about things like that?” You sweetly giggled, using your free hand to caress his forearm.
Jae just silently nodded in response as he pressed his pillowy lips against the crook of your neck. “Well at the moment, all I find myself thinking about is being able to have a family with you…” You shyly admitted, “I see how you just perk up when kids are around and just the thought of someday being able to finally just settle down with you and start our own little family…just makes me look forward to the future instead of fear it like I used to.”
Lifting his head, your boyfriend moved so that he was now in front of you. You peered up at him with your doll-like eyes and were automatically greeted with that adorable smile of his. “What?” You softly giggled, your cheeks flushing a bright red as he just stared down at you with nothing but love in his eyes.
“You really want to start a family with me?” He eagerly asked, cupping your cheek in his hand.
You just nodded, “Mhmm, I really do..” The sparkle in his eyes seemed to intensify at your answer. “I think you’d make an amazing father one day, as it is you’re such a great boyfriend. You’d give our kids the world.”
Pulling you into his arms, Jae tightly hugged you while gingerly placing honey-sweet kisses on the top of your head. “You know..” He softly began as he just held you there. “I never really had feelings for anyone before you, just something about you made me feel as if I had to change the way I thought or felt about stuff.”
“You changed me in the best of ways y/n. You make me want to be a better person every single day.”
“That’s how I know you’re the woman I’m going to marry and start a family with one day. I don’t want anyone else but you.”
anonymous: Jae scenario where he sees you at a convinience store and tries to talk to you because you’re soooo pretty
With your books in your hands, you walked out of your university campus when you noticed that it was lunchtime. Your group of friends gathered at your meetup spot all loud and happy. “Are you sure you don’t want to grab lunch with us?” Hyunjun asked as he placed his arms around his girlfriend and your best friend, Eunseo.
“Let’s go, _______,” Eunseo whined. “It’s better if we all eat together.”
You laughed at Eunseo’s childish actions but shook your head. “How about we all meet up later this evening? I just really want to stop by the convenience store and then head back to the dorm to study just a bit.”
Woojin pulled out his wallet. “What if I said that I will treat, Miss Studious? Will that get you to change your mind?”
Your friends all looked at you with hopeful eyes though you only returned a sheepish smile. “I’ll treat this evening. Promise.” After you took the vow, you started to head to the direction of the convenience store just a few blocks away from the campus.
Eunseo shook a finger at you while Woojin groaned. “What if she has a secret boyfriend she’s meeting with and not telling us?” Hyunjun asked the others.
“No way,” Eunseo assured. “If she did, she would tell me first.” Then, she nudged the two guys standing beside her. “Come on, let’s go. Woojin, you’re buying, right? I’m in the mood for… braised spicy chicken.”
“I only said that because I thought it would get ______ to come…” Woojin muttered as he followed behind his other two friends.
A bell chimed as soon as you stepped into the small convenience store, and you received a warm welcome from an employee. After nodding your head to acknowledge the greeting, you ambled to the aisle that sold triangle kimbap. It was your favorite, something that you had to get every time you stepped into a convenience store. You read the names on the kimbap and grabbed hold of two, tuna mayonnaise and chicken galbi. “I should get some ramen, too,” you said to yourself, moving to the aisle filled with ramen.
As you searched, you heard the bell chime again, indicating another customer, but you did not pay attention as you were searching for your favorite brand of ramen.
Jae sighed. He could not believe that he lost the game of “Apartment” and had to buy snacks at the convenience store for the other members. Walking into the store, he greeted back to the employee before walking to the milk aisle and reciting the items his members had told him to buy. Red bean bun, ice cream, banana milk. Red bean bun, ice cream, banana milk. He carefully scanned for the banana milk and easily found the drink. When he reached out for one, another smaller hand also reached out for the same one, brushing their hand against his. “Oops. Sorry!” “Sorry!”
Quickly pulling his hand away, Jae turned to the female voice. When he took a look at you, he felt butterflies migrate into his stomach. Woah, she’s so pretty, he thought as he made eye contact with you. From your head to toes, no girl has ever caught his attention as fast as you did. He continued to stare when he heard your angelic voice speak again. “You can go ahead,” you told him.
“Huh?” Jae looked at you and then the banana milk and then you again. Play it cool, Jae. He shook his head and took a step back. “You go ahead,” he insisted. “I’m not in a rush or anything.”
You could not help but smile at his politeness. “Neither am I but thank you.” You reached for the same banana milk as you did just a few minutes ago and added it to your stack of snacks while Jae grabbed a few of the boxes after it.
He took a look at the books in your hands. “University student, I’m guessing,” he commented, also taking the red bean buns and ice cream near the same aisle. “Do you want a hand or something?” He chuckled, watching as you struggle to hold your books and snacks at the same time. He found it really cute.
“Ah… it’s fine, really,” you assured him as you began to walk to the cash register. “Only a few more steps until I-” A packet of ramen slipped out of your hands, causing the rest of the items to fall to the floor as well. “Get to the register…” you belatedly finished.
Jae laughed even more this time as he bent down to help you collect your things. “Thank you,” you said, flushed with embarrassment. Thanks to him, you were able to get your lunch to the register and pay. Jae soon paid after you, and the both of you made it out of the convenience store together. “Thanks again,” you told him. “I guess I’m not cut out to be a juggler in the future.”
The both of you continued to walk in the same direction together, and you noticed that. “What are you studying, anyway?” Jae asked.
“I’m a Humanities student,” you answered. “Are you heading to the same place as me or…?”
Jae looked ahead and found himself near your university campus which passed his dorm. “Oh! Um, I just thought you would need help carrying your stuff again.”
“They already bagged my things,” you laughed, holding up your bag of ramen and traingle kimbap and milk.
“Right…” Gosh, Jae. Smooth.
You studied Jae’s reaction and tried to stifle your laughter. He looked so nervous. “Do you live around here?” you asked, curious. “I don’t want you to have to end up taking longer to get back to where you need to go. I’m sure you’re not a university student here.”
“Yeah, it’s just a few minutes from here. No worries,” Jae said. He wanted to come up with any excuse that would give him more time to be with you.
You nodded your head. “Okay, you can just walk me to the entrance of the campus then if you want.”
Weird enough, you found yourself able to have a nice conversation with Jae even though you had not known each other for that long. You found out that he was an aspiring musician who lived in a dorm with the rest of his members near the campus. He even invited you to one of their busking shows in the weekend which you accepted.
Soon, you both made it to the front of your campus. You stopped and looked at Jae. “Though short, I had a nice time meeting and talking to you,” you said, smiling.
“Same here.” Jae grinned. “I’m looking forward to seeing you this weekend at the show.”
Jae felt his phone vibrate in his back pocket, and when he pulled it out, he saw Junhyeok’s name on the caller ID. Before he picked up the call, he spoke to you. “Well, I have to go.”
“You should,” you told him, laughing as you eyed his grocery bag. “I think your ice cream is beginning to melt.”
Quickly eyeing the bag, Jae groaned. He had forgotten that he bought ice cream. He began to ran towards the direction of his dorm. “See you… wait! I didn’t get your name!” he yelled.
“______!” You yelled back loud for him to hear you. “And yours?!”
“Jae! My name is Jae!” he responded in a loud voice, waving at you one last time before turning his back to you.
When you were sure that he had left, you turned back to your university, but not before you noticed your friends in front of you, staring at you. “Gosh, you guys almost scared me!” you said, placing a hand on your racing heart.
Eunseo, Hyunjun and Woojin observed you like hawks.
“Who was that?” Woojin asked, crossing his arms.
Hyunjun squinted his eyes at you. “Told you she had a secret boyfriend.”
“What was his name?” Eunseo questioned.
You put your hands out to tell them to stop. “What’s with the interrogation? Not my boyfriend. His name is Jae, and I just met him at the convenience store. Done? Cool. I’m going to study now.” You passed through the three of them and hurried to the dorm while they stood and watched you.
“He was cute,” Eunseo stated. “Ten thousand won that they’ll meet again. Look at how fast she’s walking to avoid us. She likes him.”
Summary: It was starting to become heartbreaking and clear to Jongin, that his love for you would always remain unrequited.
Type: Angst/Fluff (ish) ending
Member: Kai x Reader
Length: 1881 words
I don’t really know how to feel about this scenario. It seems a bit horrible to me whenever I re-read it, and I don’t want to disappoint. Here’s some angsty Kai, stuck on his feelings for you (;
Blowing at the stray hairs on his forehead, he sighed as his eyes trailed to the clock. Jongin never really liked waiting, but it was always sort of easy if he was waiting on you. You were typically a punctual person, but today you had texted him about running a little late. He was confused, of course, but he would wait as long as necessary for you to walk through that door.
It was funny how close you and Jongin had gotten within the last few months. You guys had met through a mutual friend, and instantly clicked. It was almost like you were made for each other, and the thought excited Jongin more than he thought possible. For the first couple of months, he only viewed you as a friend, someone he got along with and was comfortable around whenever you hung out. As he got to know more of you, he suddenly found his heart racing when you would approach him, and an uncontrollable smile on his lips if you were around. Everything about you, he admired. Yet, there was one problem: you only liked him as a friend.
I picked everybody in the end, and I took the chance to practice Yona’s POV and recycle an old idea for Zeno trolling. It went from fuzzy fluff to Zeno feels so quickly (as you do!) There you go, @murkymuse
hygge (Danish) the pleasant, genial, and intimate feeling associated with sitting around a fire in the winter with close friends
some specifically korean poets i adore: ko un, chae ho ki, suji kwock kim, hyesoon kim, lee moon jae, huh su gyung, song jae hak, and seo jeong ju. as for poets who are asian but not korean, i recommend ocean vuong, nicholas wong, jenny zhang, bryan thao worra, beau sia, bao phi, and alex dang
Glancing up from her olive green book bag, Jae’s russet hued eyes landed on her classmate Rachel sitting across from her at the wooden table.
“Yeah, I’m sure. The bus doesn’t take long,” Jae declined, not wanting Rachel to drive way across town just to drop her off at her house. She never had a problem with taking public transportation before and this time was no different. Her car was currently in the shop because of something regarding her starter. She wasn’t really listening to what the mechanic was saying when she was at the auto shop this morning; the only thing she was certain about was the fact she’s going to be carless for the next couple of days until the problem was fixed.
Stuffing her spiral-bind notebook into her already cluttered bag, a low sigh expelled from her slightly agape mouth. She and Rachel arrived at the local Starbucks a little over three hours ago to work on a project for their Principles of Marketing class where they completely indulged themselves into their work. As the hands on the analog clock neared 11 o’ clock, Jae realized just how much time they lost in their assignment. She hadn’t planned on staying out so late but they were able to get a big portion of their work done so she couldn’t complain too much.
It was the travel across town that she was concerned about.
It was no secret that L.A. wasn’t the safest city to be in and she didn’t want to end up on the news as another young girl that’s gone missing.
Grabbing her pens and highlighters that were spread across the table defaced with faint scratches across the surface, Jae rose from her seat allowing her eyes to scan the room. There were a few other bodies inhabiting the cozy coffeehouse and upon realizing Starbucks would be closing soon, they began wrapping up their night as well. Stuffing her items in the small compartment on the front of her book bag, Jae’s eyes landed on a guy sitting at a table near the window, looking to be having an in-depth conversation with the other male sitting across from him. His cocoa-toned skin glowed under the light fixture hanging above his table as a sly grin stretched across his face exposing his immaculate smile.
As if he felt her eyes on him, he turned his head to look directly in her direction.
The second his nut brown colored eyes connected with hers, an eerie chill ruptured through her veins. There was something strangely familiar about him but she couldn’t figure out exactly what it was. She knew she seen him somewhere before though.
A hand landing on her shoulder made her jump slightly, breaking her away from the trance she was in.
“H-huh?” Jae stammered, whipping her head around to face her classmate with wide eyes.
With squinted eyes, Rachel shook her head at Jae’s strange behavior. “I said I’m going to head out now. I have an early shift at Sugarland tomorrow and Lord knows I don’t want to go,” she said with a roll of her hazel eyes, referring to the pastry shop she worked at part time but Jae wasn’t listening.
“Oh, okay…” Jae replied distractedly with an imperceptible nod of her head. Taking a quick glance over her shoulder directly at the table, she saw the guy was back engrossed into his conversation. “Okay, I’ll see you Monday,” she mumbled finally realizing what Rachel said while grabbing what was left of her Vanilla Bean Frappuccino and the napkin her double chocolate fudge cake was sitting on. As they trailed toward the door, Jae dumped her trash in the garbage while saying, “Don’t forget to finish your notes for chapter twelve.”
“I’ll try not to,” Rachel stated in a joking manner, pulling Jae into a quick side hug. “Text me when you get home.” After promising to let each other know of their safe travels, they both exited the coffeehouse heading in different directions down the Los Angeles streets.
The warm late night air brushed against Jae’s bronzed skin, whipping through her wild kinky hair. The salmon colored Nike Roshe running shoes covering her feet repeatedly met the pavement during her stroll down the sidewalk. With her hands tucked in the pockets of her Nike windbreaker, she guided her body around the pedestrians standing in her way with an eager swiftness. Her rush to get home was very evident in her quick pace.
A large sum of people were just beginning to start their night and Jae was doing the exact opposite. She was heading home to prepare for tomorrow. She ignored the homeless people begging for change and the random dudes shooting out cat-calls to catch her attention. She hated when she had to travel on this side of town. If it wasn’t for school, she normally avoided downtown L.A. at all cost. The loiterers and streetwalkers along with the excessive amount of cars crowding the streets drove her crazy. Her patience level was extremely too low to deal with the congested city too often.
Reaching the corner to take her normal route down the cobblestoned path in the alley, a low breath of relief escaped her mouth. She normally took this path whenever she was on her way home from school because she never drove her car when she had class. Los Angeles traffic in the day time was a death wish. After getting trapped on an off-ramp for over an hour the first time she called herself driving to school, public transportation became her own personal chauffeur and she discovered this alley shortly after. Entering the alley, she grabbed her iPod out of the side pocket of her black and peach windbreaker and plugged the headphones into her ears allowing the riveting sound of her current obsession to flow into her ears.
It won’t be in vain… to swallow all your pain…
Jae mouthed along to the words; her eyes planted on the ground watching her shoes guide her to other end of the alley. Graffiti covered the crimson shaded brick walls of the narrow area and a pungent scent leaked from the dumpsters lined against the walls mixing with the smell of the city. The passageway was as long as two blocks and it lead her directly to the bus stop allowing her to avoid the usually crowded streets.
The story you birth will be ageless… Just learn to love pain and be patient…
With all of her focus on Abel Tesfaye crooning the lyrics to Devil May Cry, Jae was unaware of the other individual entering the alley from the opposite end.
Dressed in dark clothing, his lengthy physique trotted in her direction with a confident stride. The sound of his shoes thudding against the gravel grew louder as he drew closer to Jae, capturing her attention.
Looking up from the screen of her iPod, Jae moved closer to the wall assuming he was using the pathway for the same reason as her until his gruff voice overpowered the softness of The Weeknd’s causing her stomach to churn.
Upon hearing her name, Jae came to a slow halt in her steps squinting her eyes to steady her vision in the dark; her heart thudding violently in her chest. The dimly lit alley made it hard for her to make out his face but once he stepped under the lone light fixture planted on the wall, she caught view of him. Her eyes roamed over the dirty blonde hair resting neatly atop his head and the short stubbles of hair around the cheeks and chin area on his tanned face. The longer she stared at him, the more her mind struggled with registering his unfamiliar features.
She never seen this man a day in her life but he obviously knew her.
The mere utterance of her name immediately sent red flags off in her head, triggering her fight or flight mechanism to kick in. As a natural instinct, Jae’s feet guided her body back in the opposite direction with her eyes never leaving his.
“H-how do you know my name?” She stuttered, fumbling over her feet as he continued advancing toward her.
“That’s a long story,” he chuckled, tucking his hands in the pockets of his fitted pants. He stood in the middle of the walkway, not giving Jae any room to move past him if she decided to.
This was one of those moments in life Jae had been dreading. Her thoughts had a mind of their own, conjuring up the worst possible outcome for her current situation. Things she wouldn’t normally think of clouded her mental; the thoughts alone making the muscle in her chest pump five times faster.
She was so focused on the guy in front of her, she didn’t realize there was someone sneaking up behind her.
And when her back crashed into something firm, she could have died on impact. Within seconds, a pair of hands covered her mouth, muffling the scream rumbling in her throat and restraining her flailing arms to stop her violent swings.
“Calm down and don’t scream, aight?” the person holding her spoke into her ear, sending chills down her spine.
Nodding against his hand in hopes that he would let her go, Jae relaxed in his hold before quickly scrambling away from him when he released her. With her back against the brick wall, she looked toward him and her eyes widen once she realized who he was.
It was the guy from Starbucks.
Her head was spinning in confusion. She didn’t know what was going on and she wasn’t willing to wait to find out.
Reaching into the back pocket of her jeans, she grabbed her phone. “Step any closer and I will call the police,” she threatened, entering her four digit security code on her phone to unlock it.
Amused chuckles escaped the mouth of the blonde haired guy.
“That won’t be necessary, Jae,” he tried to reason. “Why don’t you—“
“How do you know me?”
“I already told you it’s a long story,” he laughed once again. “Now, we’re going to go for a ride—“
“No the hell we’re not!” She shouted, her voice wavering with each word. Her hand holding onto her book bag shook as she tightened her grip on the handle. She looked between the both of them as they stood in front of her, not giving her any personal space or a gap big enough for her to squeeze by to escape. She was trapped in an alley with two men that she didn’t know. Fear welled up inside of her while she tried to keep her composure and talk herself out of this. “Just leave me alone, please… I’m just trying to go home and-and—“
Before she could finish her statement, the brown skin guy pulled out his gun, aiming it in her face. Caught off guard, her bag slipped from her hand and the sound of cars honking their horns drowned out the scream that erupted from the base of her throat. Her incoherent pleads to be left alone went over his head while he ignored them, placing his finger on the trigger.
“Don’t nobody wanna hear all that shit,” he grumbled with an annoyed expression covering his face. Nodding toward her bag sitting on the concrete he motioned for her to pick it up. “Grab ya bag and let’s go,” he said with his gun still pointed in her face.
Blinking away the moisture obstructing her view, Jae continued to try her luck. “Ple—“
“I ain’t gon’ tell you again.”
Sinking her teeth into her lower lip to prevent her tears from falling. Jae slowly reached down to grab her bag before walking stiffly behind the blonde guy while the other one held his gun to back of her head.
There was no way she was going to get out of this.
A large steel gate held the distorted white and black sign as their car passed through once the bars parted open. Jae’s eyes were planted out of the window taking in her surroundings while the blonde haired guy drove up the dirt path toward a large building. His name was Julius. She learned his name when he took her phone and her book bag away from her before they got into the car. All of her plans to discreetly text someone for help via her cellphone went out the window the moment he placed all of her belongings in the trunk of the car.
Julius parked inside of the garage where six other cars were located and got out once he shut the car off. Sitting back against the seat, Jae waited for someone to open her door because they enabled the child lock to prevent her from hopping out while they were driving. The only way she knew that is because she indeed tried to get out of the car when they pulled up at a red light only to find out she was locked in. Everything she planned to do immediately got shut down due to them being prepared beforehand.
Her head snapped toward the door when it was pulled opened and she didn’t know whether to stay planted in her seat or not.
It didn’t take long before she received an answer for her dilemma.
“Get out the car,” the other guy demanded in a frustrated tone when she didn’t move.
Swallowing the lump that felt like it was permanently lodged in her throat, she turned on the leather seat and planted her feet onto the smooth pavement of the garage floor, climbing out of the car. She looked around trying to get an idea of where she was. There were no signs with a name or anything that could give her a tiny clue of where they had taken her. There were only cars, concrete pillars and an elevator located directly across from them.
There were no visible exits aside from the automated gate that was already locked shut. For the third time tonight she was trapped and she couldn’t hide the fact she was scared any longer.
When the car door slammed closed, she almost jumped out of her skin.
“Relax. We’re not going to hurt you,” Julius told her with a reassuring smile.
With a blank expression covering her face, she looked away from him. She didn’t know what to believe at this point but the only thing she could do was take his words for truth and hope they didn’t hurt her.
They got onto the elevator, taking it to the third-floor.
It was silent as they walked down the hall, passing up a few vacant rooms, until they ended up in front of two large doors. Julius entered a security code giving them access into what looked like a conference room. A long mahogany toned table sat in the middle of the floor with about twelve chairs stationed around it. There was only one person occupying the room. A lighter toned male with a plethora of tattoos decorating his arms. He was sitting at the head of the table with his face buried into his phone. He was so engrossed into whatever was happening on his phone, he didn’t even look up when the door opened.
“Hey Jahmir, watch her for a second. We waiting on Jessi to finish up a phone call,” Julius said giving Jae a gentle push toward the many seats at the table.
The Jahmir guy nodded without offering a verbal response, keeping all of his attention on his phone while the other two left out of the room. The door automatically closing behind them.
As soon as they left, an uncomfortable silence settled in the air. Jae had taken a seat at the opposite end of the table, as far away from Jahmir that she could possibly get. Her eyes scanned over the room but she didn’t see anything out of the ordinary except a camera perched in the right hand corner facing the table. There was a 60” flat screen TV hanging on the wall and a random file cabinet on the adjacent wall, but other than that the room was basically empty. She was steadily coming up fruitless in her search for answers.
Looking across the table, she jumped slightly when she made eye contact with Jahmir.
He was watching her the whole time.
“What you so jumpy for?” he asked in amusement.
“I’m not jumpy,” she answered a little too quickly, tucking a loose piece of her coily hair behind her ear to avoid looking at him.
She heard him chuckle to himself and caught a glimpse of his tongue gliding across his plump lips when she took a quick glance at him. “Yeah, alright…” he mumbled, indicating that he didn’t believe her.
An ear-ringing silence filled the room before she spoke up.
“Are they going to kill me?” Jae asked quietly
It took him awhile to answer. “Nah…” he paused, rubbing the short hairs on his chin. “They would’ve did it by now if they was.”
Her eyebrows knitted together out of confusion. Instead of asking him what he meant by that, she rose from her seat and slowly began walking around the room. She had no real reason for doing so besides being nosey and mentally hoping to come across something. Anything that’ll get her out of her situation.
“Why am I here?” She asked, looking back at Jahmir and for the first time, he had his phone tucked away giving her his undivided attention. But even still, he ignored her and watched her snoop around the room.
“Ar—“ The door flying open cut Jae’s question short.
In walked a woman dressed in all black. Her black flare legged pants swaying with each step she took. Not too far behind her, the two guys that brought Jae in casually strolled into the room.
The door closing was almost the lady’s cue to talk. “Hello Jae, how are you?” A smile stretched across her scarlet painted lips and her heels tapped against the floor as she approached the table.
“Who the hell are you?” Jae finally snapped. Somehow all of these people knew her name but she didn’t have the slightest idea of who they were. It was beginning to annoy her. She was ‘out of the loop’ in sense and it made her feel uneasy.
“I’m Jessi,” she replied unfazed by Jae’s tone. “Please, have a seat so we can talk.”
Looking around the room, she noticed the guys were still standing and didn’t feel comfortable enough to sit down with them standing over her. And if she had to be honest, the nonchalant expressions on their faces were borderline intimidating because she couldn’t tell what they were thinking. “I rather stand up,” she mumbled stubbornly.
“Very well,” Jessi shrugged, taking her seat on the other side of the table. She tossed her hair over her shoulders while leaning back in the cushioned chair. With a raised eyebrow she asked, “I’m sure you’re wondering why you’re here? Correct?”
Jae’s head barely nodded as she pursed her lips. She wasn’t standing there for her health, what kind of question was that? The real questions were, what was the point of this and Jae’s purpose for being here? Their dramatic approach and Jessi’s beat around the bush antics made Jae wonder just what she had ended up in. This might have been some sort of plan to force her into human trafficking or some strange kidnapping for money. This could have been anything and that’s what frightened her the most. She didn’t know what to expect and the longer Jessi waited to speak the more Jae’s nerves began to build up at the thought of the endless amount of directions this conversation could go.
“Boys, sit down so we can give her a proper welcome into the fraternity!” Jessi snapped at the three guys having a conversation near the door pulling Jae out of her head.
Stumped by her statement, Jae looked at Jessi puzzled. What the hell was she talking about? “Fraternity? What fraternity? My colleg—“
A round of laughter filled the room and Jessi smiled at Jae’s slight ignorance. “Not that kind of fraternity… we’re welcoming you into our fraternity.”
“…and that is…?” Jae swallowed with her eyebrows furrowing in confusion. Darting her eyes over toward the men, she frowned at the slight smirks covering their faces before focusing back on Jessi. “W-what do you do?” She asked hesitantly. She wasn’t entirely sure if she really wanted to know the answer to that question.
With a cunning smile tugging at her full lips, Jessi rose from her seated position, standing eye for eye with Jae from across the table.
It was an unnecessary, dramatic pause before Jessi decided to speak, adding on to the racing of Jae’s heartbeat.
“We’re assassins and you have been chosen to join our group.”
@yutastinyhandshere she is lmao — taeyong: as long as you weren’t just with him for your mission he doesn’t really have a problem, he would worry about you getting hurt or killed and makes sure your time spent at home after a mission is as relaxing as possible
‘im a spy’
jaehyun: jae would ask a lot of questions about what you do and how you got into that job, prolly about how hard the training was and how long it took you as well
doyoung: probably confused as hell when he first finds out and just kinda stare at you blankly til it registers, when it finally does he’s still confused and you have to explain in detail what you mean
taeil: concerned for your safety, like taeyong he is also concerned that you were just with him for your job but after you double reassure him that isn’t the case he starts asking about what you do and all that jazz
ten: thinks ur joking, ‘ya me too i’m the enemy spy sent after u’ u don’t realise that he’s jokingand pull a gun on him, he now believes you.
Young Wild ‘N Free:
I have been waiting 84 years for yall to come back, I am neither Wild nor Young, I'm jaded and old (still free tho) af u motherfuckers. And what the fuck Yongguk. Fuck you and your 4 second audio teaser. No. You know what. Fuck you and more importantly fuck me.
I will never be sad again. B.A.P says “be hapy” so imma be happy. B.A.P says “buy our album” and I be like “aight imma support u fam.” B.A.P says “Babyz are the best” and we be like “well that’s for damn sure.” I am so happy. Fuck yes. AND JONG MOTHAFUCKIN UP. Jongup alllll day errrrrday. #JongupForPresident #VoteForJongup #Jongup2020
FUCKING DAMMIT. I WILL BE SAD FOR THE REST OF MY LIFE. Himchan, my sweet beautiful Himchan. As usual, he has the speaking lines but it’S OKAY BECAUSE HIS VOICE IS PURE EMOTION WRAPPED IN A FINE LAYER OF SEXY GOODNESS. THE WORDS BRO. IM CRYING TEARS OF BLOOD, CHILDREN ARE SCREAMING, WINTER IS COMING, AND I AM HEARTBROKEN. YALL STAYED TOGETHER AND BABYZ ARE HERE FOR U DON’T U EVER FORGET THAT. ALSO TS FUCK U.
Take You There:
Where the fuck you gon take me Jae, huh? Yall takin me to my grave rn? You think you slick with your smooth vocals and sexy suggestive lyrics? Shit. U right. AND ALSO A BIG FUCK U TO JUNG DAEHYUN. JUST CUZ. U AND UR SEXY ASS VOICE. SHUT THE FUCK UP I HATE U AND UR PERFECT FACE AND THOSE HONEY VOCALS JUST GO AWAY U BUTT. But yoooo, all of B.A.P wrote lyrics for this song *flings self into another dimension because I’ve been waiting for this moment since I was in utero tbh*…but the lyrics of this song are so suggestive like first SNS and Body&Soul and now this??? Yall need a girl (and shiiit I said I’m available so get ya asses over here)
LTE RAP LTE RAP LTE RAP CMON. Look at Zelo. Look at him. It's an audio teaser but still, LOOK AT HIM. Wait LOOK AT HIM...CHAN. LINES. THIS MOTHERFUCKER GOT LINES. HIMCHAN AND JONGUP STRAIGHT PIMPIN WITH ALL THESE LINES. AND THESE SONGS SOUND LIKE A BIG "FUCK YOU" TO TS, WHICH I AM 167930% ALL FOR.