I want to send my love to every single person who has given BAP a chance and let them into their hearts. I know that the massive support BAP once had has dwindled after the court case with their CEO and forced year-long hiatus, and that makes me sad - but I see their smiling faces on variety shows, and I see how hard they’re working despite of it all, and I just know that they’ll make it through whatever. I love BAP so much and have so since I was 14. They taught me to persevere through anything and to Never Give Up (haha).
It makes me almost deliriously happy to see them happy and to see good fortune upon them. They have a show in New York City coming up and I’m miserable because I can’t afford a ticket nor do I have anyone to go with…
Anyways, I just really love BAP… Their smiles mean way too much, it’s to the point of ridiculousness.
Daehyun: I will put my “A” down to make “A” Jongup: I will add to your “A” to make “AT” Himchan: I will add onto your “AT” to make “RAT” Youngjae: I will add onto your “RAT” to make “BIOSTRATIGRAPHIC” Zelo: [flips the board]
Warnings: Alcohol, slight sexual content, mentions of violence and other mafia related things
“H-Himchan?” (Y/n) breathlessly whispered as her worse
nightmare stood in front of her. “Miss me?” a delightful smile formed on his
face upon hearing his name from her plum lips and he inched a step closer
causing her to take one back. “How did you find us? And what do you want?” She
boldly asked surprising herself with her courage after what he had put her and
Jongup through. His smile widened upon hearing her question.
“Why do you think I’m here? 3 years ago, I said I’d make you
mine. I’m just here to fufill my declaration. Moreover, do you honestly think
it would be hard for a person like me to find you? Especially after my
influence has experienced a tremendous increase?” He chuckled shaking his head
and locked her under his intense gaze.
“Look at you, still as beautiful as ever” he gave a genuine
smile which held no trace of cunningness or anything of the kind but seemed
pure and innocent as a nostalgia danced in his orbs which disappeared as soon
as it came.
“You wouldn’t come willingly I suppose?” That once gentle
look was now replaced with a sly smirk.
“Never” (Y/n) instinctively backed away further, while on
high alert knowing exactly what this man was capable of.
“Why must you make things so hard?” He gave a fake sigh of
“But then again, I was expecting that. Tell you what? I’ve
got a deal to propose” he gave a devious smile a (Y/n)’s ears perked up at the
“My urge to kill Jongup right now is really strong you know.
Especially after the kind of stunts he pulled. Taking you away from me,
destroying half of my empire. He did two things I dislike most, disobedience
and betrayal. The penalty for both is death” Himchan’s gaze didn’t once waver
from her form and her stiffening upon hearing his last sentence didn’t go
unnoticed by him.
“Please. Just… Please don’t kill him” she pleaded feeling
“Oh no. I won’t kill him for what he did” Himchan strolled
over to her making her stumble back until her back made contact with the wall.
“I’ll torture him” he snarled with a dark look covering his
sharp features. Placing his hands on both sides of her head he leaned down
until he was breath away from her lips.
(Y/n)’s eyes widened in terror and her breath got caught in her throat.
“Slow and painful” he finally mumbled with his gaze
travelling down towards her lips which made her gulp.
“Unless of course” He suddenly backed away putting safe
distance between the two, making her let go of the breath she was holding and
look at him curiously. “Unless what?” She cautiously asked prepared to do
anything for him. As much as Himchan loved having the upper hand, her
attachment to Jongup made his blood boil.
“Unless, you come with me willingly. If you do that, I will
not touch a single hair on his head. Also, if you do decide to come with me,
you’ll have to break ties with him completely. You’ve got one day to think.
I’ll text you the location and time tomorrow. If you make an appearance, it’ll
be yes and if you don’t… Well, then you know how that goes” he smirked and
turned around leaving the dumbfounded girl behind. Placing his hand on the door
handle, he turned his head taking one last glimpse at her. ”And one more thing
you should know. I’m a man of my word” was the last thing she heard before
hearing the door click. Feeling her knees go weak, she fell on the floor,
recalling the events of the fateful evening.
“What took you so long Jagi? I was starting to get worried”
Jongup chuckled getting up from his seat. “Sorry.” She gave a weak smile. “Can
we please get back home Jongup? I don’t feel good” She sighed looking down.
“(Y/n)? Is everything alright?” He frowned titling her chin up. “Yes, just
tired” she lied with a small smile.
The next day went fast and Jongup knew (Y/n) enough to
figure out that something was wrong. He had asked her a few times throughout
the day but he didn’t want to push her further so he let the topic slide for a
bit and decided that if she needed to share something, she would do so when
It was late at night and the couple was sitting on the couch
together watching TV. (Y/n) was cuddled up at his side with Jongup’s arm
securely around her waist.
(Y/n) had been thinking about the proposition made by Himchan
all day, weighing her options. And now, she had made her decision. Peeking over
at Jongup, she looked at his majestic features. The sharp cheekbones, beautiful
blonde-black tresses that complimented him greatly. His pale skin, soft lips.
He was absolutely majestic. Straightening up, she turned towards Jongup and
straddled his waist catching him off guard as his eyes widened a fraction. “Is
everything alright jagiya?” He questioned as she was rarely the one to initiate
She looked down at his face and traced her finger down his
cheeks, trying to memorize each curve making him shudder as he closed his eyes.
And then slowly, she leaned down placing her luscious lips where they truly
belonged, against his and kissed him with burning passion blazing inside of
her. He placed his hand on her thigh, slowly moving upwards, gripping her waist
tightly and pulling her fully into him with their lips still attached.
Breathlessly pulling away, their chest heaved up and down as they tried to
intake as much oxygen as they possibly could.
(Y/n) moved towards his lips again for another kiss when he
stopped her, placing a finger on her lips. “I am loving this Jagi, I really am.
But first I need to know if you’re fine. You seem distracted lately” He asked
caressing her cheek. “I just…” She stopped and leaned over his neck, placing
tender kisses causing making his vision to get clouded with lust. His breath
quickened and he pulled her flush against him. “I need you” she looked up at
his hazy eyes and that was all it took for him to crash his lips against hers
and lose control, taking her to their bed nearby.
Their night of intimacy was unlike any other for (Y/n) as
she poured every ounce of her feelings into their kisses and tried to imprint
every single detail of his body in her mind. This was indeed, their last night
together. She would never feel his touch again, hear his voice or be near him
and that shook her to the core.
Waking up to the sound of chirping birds, (Y/n) stirred in
her sleep and felt her movement to be more constricted than usual, that is
until memories of the previous night flashed in her mind and she allowed a
small smile to grace her features. Opening her eyes completely, she looked at
the peacefully sleeping Jongup who had a tight protective grip on her even in
his sleep. She delicately ghosted her fingers above his chest, tracing it
gently. Looking up at the clock, she read 7:56 and that’s when she remembered
that Himchan was going to text her the details and so, she reached for her
phone. Sure enough, she had received a message from a private number. ’11:30 AM
at the New Year Venue.’ Biting her bottom lip, she begrudgingly left Jongup’s
side to freshen up. During her shower, she couldn’t help the salty tears that
escaped her eyes and travelled down her cheeks just like the water. Knowing
Jongup had to get up for work at 8, she quickly got out of the shower and sure
enough, he was awake waiting for her.
“Morning” (Y/n) smiled and went up to him, giving a light
peck. “Hm, you’re able to walk after last night?” he groggy voice teasingly
asked against her lips pulling her into his lap, making a dark crimson coat her
“Shut up” she mumbled playfully punching his chest making
laughter escape his lips as he buried his face in the crook of her neck “I love
you” he sighed. “I love you too” She gave a sad unnoticeable smile. Jongup soon
left for work and she was all alone, packing her belongings.
With her heart cracking at every single step she took
towards the cab waiting for her, she gave one last fleeting glance at their
house and allowed a tear to slip down as she sniffed. She knew she made the
right choice no matter how badly it tore her apart. She needed to do this for
him. And so, for the first time in her life, she was leaving him without a
proper well deserved conversation just like he had done with her years ago. Maybe this is how our relationship was
supposed to be all along she ironically chuckled sitting in the cab and
bringing her bag along with her. Breaking each other’s hearts to protect one
another. She only left a letter, knowing is she had done this face to face, he’d
see right through her. At least through the letter, he wouldn’t see the
countless tears she shed as her heart ached with each stroke. But little did
she know, he’d rather die and have one lifetime with her than spending a
hundred without her.
“(Y/n)! I’m home!” Jongup cheerfully called out as he
entered their house and was greeted with an eerie silence instead of her
cheerful voice. “
Jagiya?” he questioned in confusion and went towards the
kitchen, only to find it empty. Frowning, he went towards the shared bedroom
and saw no trace of her there either. But before he could leave and inspect the
other rooms, a piece of paper which lay on the table caught his eyes. Knowing
of (Y/n)’s tendency to keep the house spotless, he decided to inspect it.
Getting ahold of the paper, he opened it and his confusion got even worse as he
recognized her writing. But his heart sank with each word.
I don’t know how to
tell you this but… I guess the truth is always bitter. I love you and you know
that. But not as much as I used to. I… I don’t know how to explain this. But
I can’t keep living a lie. I just can’t. In other words, we’re done.
I’ve tried so hard to build back what we used
to be but it’s gone you know. There isn’t that spark anymore. I gave it a lot
of thought and tried to ignite the lost flame yesterday night. But it’s just
not working I’m sorry. I didn’t know of any other way of giving you this
information. I mean, I remember the fun we’ve had together. I remember our
vows, I remember everything. But I don’t want anything to do with this or more
specifically, you. I don’t want anything to do with you basically. So, we’re
done. And oh, don’t worry. Nobody is holding a pistol above my head or I
would’ve written our decided code word. This is all me. I was infatuated with
you yes, but it wasn’t love. Just reckless infatuation. So, goodbye. And don’t
try to contact me as I would’ve long changed my mobile by then. Even if I don’t
I wouldn’t answer you so don’t bother wasting your precious time. And you’re
not the one at fault. I was just sick and tired of our boring relationship. I
need alone time. I guess it wasn’t meant to be. You’ll find someone else,
someone better. Goodbye
Crushing the now wet paper in his hands, he clenched his jaw
with tears rolling down his cheeks. His body shook violently as he grabbed the
nearest object which happened to be a frame and threw it towards the wall with
a loud scream, “NO!” shattering the glass into pieces. And just like that, he
lost control as he wrecked the whole room throwing everything he saw and as
soon as exhaustion consumed his body, he broke into a sob and fell on his
knees, fisting his hands in his dishevelled locks.
“(Y/n)! I knew you’d be smart enough to make the right
decision.” Himchan grinned as he saw her approaching body.
He was leaning against the wall in the parking lot close to
the black SUV that awaited them both with two men standing next to it. He was
wearing the same glasses and a proper suit. He looked over her condition and
saw that she had bloodshot eyes. Then again, it was expected and he almost felt
guilty making her go through pain. But the fact that Jongup was suffering
cancelled the guilt. “Come now” he extended his hand with a smirk.
With a deep breath, she looked into his piercing pools and
gently placed her hand in his which he gripped tightly. Going to the SUV, he
opened the back door for her to enter like the gentleman he was and then,
hopped into his side through the other door while taking his glasses off.
“I hope you know better than to break our deal. Because if
you do that, not only Jongup will suffer the consequences but so will everyone
else you ever cared about” He spoke after a while.
“We’re going to my hotel. After spending a night, tomorrow
we would leave for South Korea again” he spoke more gently this time while
placing his hand under her chin and bringing it to face him as he pecked her
forehead. “I’ll treat you right I promise” he softly mumbled not wanting to
scare the frightened girl any further and let go of her.
Himchan couldn’t help his gaze which travelled to the marks
on her neck that she had tried hiding with makeup. “I’m guessing you had an
interesting night” he spoke after a while, burning holes in her neck and
unconsciously clenching his right hand. (Y/n) turned bright red as she
awkwardly coughed pulling the collar up. After one look at her adorable
embarrassed face his anger vanished away and he chuckled looking away again.
The effect she had on him scared him completely.
3 weeks later
Jongup was a complete mess. He took a month off from his
job, he was broken beyond repair and had frequent visits to the bar as he drunk
his pain away every day, every night. He loved her with everything he had and
he was sure she loved his just as much. Nothing was adding up but there was no
mistaking the writing he didn’t know what to do anymore.
One usual day, ha sat drinking his poison hoping to die
eventually when his ears perked up as he overheard some men talking “I’ve heard
that Himchan got his girl back.” “Yeah! That’s right. What was her name
again….? (Y-) (Y/n) right?” Jongup’s head snapped in the direction of those voices
and he felt himself become fully sober again. With his thoughts running wild
and having no clue what was going on, he screwed his eyes shut pondering over
the events. It all made sense now. His eyes snapped open and an ominous aura
surrounded him. It was Himchan all along. That’s why she seemed distressed since
the New Year’s Eve. That’s why she was being intimate the other day. Everything
made sense He had no idea what Himchan had offered her or if he forced her but
one thing that made him the happiest man alive was when he realized that what
they had all along wasn’t a lie after all. She did love him, as much as he
Getting up, he got a closer look at the men and saw they had
something in common, tattoos of dragon adorning their skin. Being sure he had
seen the same kind of symbolic dragon before, he decided to do some research.
After 3 days of some solid research and less drinking as he
had stopped poisoning his liver since he found out the truth, he got a lead. He
also used his rusty skills to confirm his theory and the rumours he heard as he
plunged himself into the criminal underworld yet again. As his uncle used to
say ‘Once a mafia member, always a criminal’. He hacked into a security camera
at the New Year’s Eve party and paid close attention to any suspicious people
coming before or after (Y/n)’s visit to the ladies room and sure enough, he
caught a whiff of odd dark red hair that exited the ladies room. Zooming in the
picture, he’d recognize the face anywhere.
The men with the tattoos were a part of Dragon King mafia,
the national level rival of Senhanjeo. And now, he had the perfect plan in mind
as he waited for the leader to come and see him.
“So, you’re the backstabber Jongup?” Jongup heard a booming
voice come from the corridor behind him and turned to see a man wearing a suit
and black coat along with silver hair slicked back and a cigar between his
“Yes” Jongup gave a simple reply as the boss named Chungeo
Kazuma sat in front of him.
“Why do you want to join us? Give us a taste of your
backstabbing as well?” he chuckled gazing at him intimidatingly. “I want
revenge. And I’m going to get it whether you help me or not. Even if you do
decide to help me, I’ll not only bring down your competitor, but you’ll become
the talk of the year among the underworld with Himchan out of the picture”
Jongup boldly stated, staring right at Chungeo.
At this, Chungeo’s grin widened “You have fire in you. I
like that. Welcome to the family son” he grinned standing up and patting his
shoulder as Jongup sat baffled having never guessed joining them would be so
“Come on, I’m taking
you out now.” Himchan smiled, putting on his blue jacket on, turning
around to see (y/n) dressed in sweatpants and a large t-shirt, which had
previously belonged to Jongup - not that Himchan knew. It had been a month now,
a month since she’d left Jongup and came back to South Korea with Himchan.
“I uh really don’t,
can I just cook for us-” She began, playing with her hands as she began
but Himchan smiled, walking over to her and stopping her midway during her rant
by placing a finger on her lips.
“Shhh, don’t worry,
you can come like this, let’s go.” He gave her a soft, genuine smile,
before moving his hand down to gently grab hers, twining his long slender
fingers with hers. (Y/n)’s eyes widened, she really didn’t want to go with him,
really but giving it a small thought, she agreed. After all, this was her new
life and Himchan was her new partner.
“Sir, what would you
like to have?’ The waiter timidly asked the pair. (Y/n) looked up, her eyes
meeting the poor terrified waiter who shook as he stood there. Himchan had
brought her to the best restaurant in the city, which was all booked for them
and scanning the area, (y/n) immediately felt embarrassed. The staff were all
dressed in fancy black suits, even the security guard and yet here (y/n) was,
dressed in Adidas sweatpants and hoodie with her hair pulled back into a high
Himchan smiled at his
beloved, she was indeed too adorable. He chuckled, taking his coat off and
handing it to one of the waiters and sat down himself, taking off his thick
black glasses and placing them on the table.
After ordering their meals,
after much persistence as (y/n) refused to order such unnecessarily expensive
food, the pair sat in silence until their food came. The black headed female
placed the two glasses of wine on the table, only to jumble the second glass,
spilling the red wine over Himchan’s lap, causing (y/n) to look up when Himchan
groaned and a familiar sound of footsteps came rumbling.
"I’m so sorry Sir! I’m
so sorry! Oh dear god, please Sir, I’m really sorry-” And before Himchan
could say a word, (y/n) burst out laughing, her beautiful features becoming
even more prominent as her melodic laugh reached Himchan’s ears. He paused,
lifting his right hand to signal his bodyguards to stop as he watched in awe,
everything around him getting blocked apart from the precious angel around him.
She laughed, ignoring
everything, her hand moving to her chest as she laughed with all her heart, her
eyes twinkling, the small strands of hair framing her face moving as she bobbed
her head leaning back against the velvet cushioned chair. “I’m sorry,
it’s-” She began, trying to calm herself down but burst out laughing
again, hiding her face with her hands. Himchan laughed, waving off the poor
waitress that was scared to death and she hurried off. He reached over, removing
her hands from shielding the beautiful view in front of him.
“Don’t take my
euphoria from me.” He grinned at her, softly holding her hands.
asked into the phone, after all, it was a private number.
“It’s been a
while.” A familiar voice came, causing him to unintentionally tense up as
his grip on his phone tightened. It had been 6 months since this man had ruined
his life and here he was again.
“What do you
want?” Jongup growled back, running a hand through his again blue hair.
After all, he needed to be intimidating, he was part of the second largest
mafia in all of Asia.
“I mean no harm, just
wanna have a chat, you know, about … (y/n).” Himchan’s previous tone
changed into a sly one as a smirk formed on his lips as he watched his beloved
come out of their shared bathroom as he sat on the couch, talking to Jongup via
“You bastard, if
you’ve damaged a single hair on her head, I swear I’ll kill y-” Jongup
began, shouting into the phone but Himchan cut him off, laughing.
“Relax, I’ll have the
address sent to you.” He replied, and before Jongup had the chance to
break into uncontrollable swearing, Himchan disconnected the phone, ripping the
earpiece out of his ear and leaning his head back. (Y/n) looked over at him,
her wet hair slightly dripping on to her grey sweatshirt and her black skinny
jeans showing off fine legs.
“Baby girl, how was
your shower?” Himchan smiled, getting up and moving closer to her small
form. He wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her against his hard chest,
tracing his nose against her neck as she shuddered in his arms, her hands
tightly gripping his forearms.
“Mmmm, you smell
delicious, absolutely delicious.” He mumbled against her neck as she
tightly clenched her eyes shut, leaning into his touch as her slightly wet and
cold skin burned due to his touch. “My precious kitten, my precious.”
He continued, leaning down lower, moving her collar lower as he kissed her
shoulder, the first time in the last 6 months. It was only last week that they
began sleeping in the same bed and Himchan was more than ecstatic, he’d been
prepared to give her all the time in the world.
She stuttered, his touch igniting a different kind of fire inside her. Himchan
closed his eyes peacefully, before turning her around in his arms and falling
backwards on to the bed, pulling her on top of him with her hands against his
“Say my name baby
girl, come on, say it.” He whispered into her ear, gently nibbling on her
earlobe, pulling her even closer to him if possible.
Jongup sighed as the
blindfold fell of his eyes, his eyes adjusting to the brightness of the room.
Looking around, not seeing a sign of his wife and his eyes stopped on a
familiar figure sitting on the black leather chair. It was Himchan, dressed in
a large black coat and jeans.
“Have a seat
Jongup.” He smirked, leaning back into the chair as Jongup sat down.
“I’ve heard you’ve
joined forces with Kazuma himself?” Himchan asked, raising an eyebrow.
Jongup glared at the older male, before reaching to his waist band, feeling his
gun. “If I were you, I’d pull my hand back, after all, it’s not my wife
who’d have to see my dead body.” Himchan taunted, causing Jongup to freeze
temporarily before he looked back up.
“Now I know why you
joined the Dragons, it’s clear, you want her back but before doing something, I
want to ask you one thing, are you going to take away her happiness?”
Himchan asked, confusing Jongup who continued to glare at the older male.
Himchan chuckled, before
reaching into the pocket of his black coat and pulling out several photographs
and threw them on to the table in the middle of the pair. Jongup’s eyes scanned
the photos as he picked them up, his eyes refusing to believe what he saw.
It was Himchan and (y/n),
his (y/n) but here she was, laughing and smiling with Himchan as the pair sat
at a table eating dinner, he quickly flipped to the next one, seeing Himchan’s
hands on her cheeks, her face bright red, another of the pair cuddled against
each other in bed and the next, which absolutely crushed his heart.
It was (y/n), lying against
Himchan’s bare upper body, her own body covered by the sheets but no sign of
clothes on her as indicated by her bare shoulders. Tears threatened to fall,
how had she given up on him so easily? Had it been that easy? To forgot him,
his love, his touch in a mere 6 months that she’d given herself away to the man
that had caused them both so much grief. He was completely unaware of the fact
that the photo did not show what it did, after all, nothing had happened
between the pair, the strap of her singlet had fallen off and Himchan had used
the honest mistake to manipulate the situation perfectly.
Clenching his jaw tightly,
his looked up at Himchan who taunted him with another sly smile. “She’s
happy with me, she’s treated like a queen, and she loves it.” Himchan
continued, leaning back against his chair.
“She begs for my touch,
shudders at my touch, moans my name, you should give up on her now, she has the
perfect life here, unless you want to take that away from her and pull her back
into your miserable relationship that is.” He smirked, knowing he’d struck
a nerve, a painful one.
“I’m giving you this
chance, leave us to be, and I’ll make sure you have the best life there is, the
best job, house and car, find yourself a new girl, start over, (y/n) will soon
become Mrs. Kim anyway.” He finished, pulling out a large document from
his other coat pocket and handing it to Jongup. Divorce papers.
If possible, his heart
shattered even more. Everything around him becoming a blur as he tried to read
the papers. Divorce of Moon Jongup and Moon (Y/n) due to martial conflict.
“It’s the only thing
stopping us so I’m asking you to sign and let us start our life together.”
Himchan said, watching Jongup carefully, noticing his knuckles turning white
from his tight grip on the papers. Giving in to the wild storm of emotions, Jongup
slammed the papers down on the table, grabbing the pen and furiously scratching
his signature onto the blank line, before getting up and walking off out the
door, not caring about a single thing.
(Y/n) shouted, shuffling around in her sleep, tonight was a rare night when she
was by herself, Himchan was over in a different city and she was plagued by
nightmares. Her loud screams and sobs could be heard in the entire first floor
and caused Daehyun to come rushing to her room, worried for her safety.
He knocked on the door but
after hearing another loud scream, he made his way inside, unaware of the fact
that Himchan had entered the mansion. He quickly scanned the room, his gun
raised in a defensive position but after not finding anything, his eyes fell on
the bed, where (y/n) lay, a sweaty mess.
alright.” Daehyun cooed, taking a seat on the bed and gently shaking
(y/n)’s arm as Himchan made his way through to the kitchen to grab himself a
glass of water and some painkillers.
(Y/n) continued to sob and
scream, still in deep sleep and Daehyun sighed, before pulling her closer to
him, after all, he couldn’t leave her like this, no way. Her loud scream caught
Himchan’s attention and fearing the worst, he ran towards his room, gun ready
in his hand as he made his way down the corridor, being slightly shocked to not
see Daehyun at his guard position at the end of the hallway and he colour from
his face began to drain away as the image of Daehyun trying to do something to
(y/n) crossed his mind. With new found speed, he reached his bedroom, expecting
to find Daehyun forcing himself on to her but was shocked upon seeing (y/n)
sobbing in Daehyun’s embrace as he stroked her hair. “Shhhh, hyung will be
back soon, you’re ok.” He continued, completely unaware of Himchan’s
presence at the door.
Himchan called out, catching the pair’s attention as (y/n) was now fully awake
and still crying, after all, she just had lived through the murder of her
husband, Moon Jongup. Daehyun instantly looked up, sending Himchan an
apologetic smile as he got off the bed and Himchan took his spot and Himchan
smiled at him, appreciating the fact that his close friend and right hand had
stepped in and helped (y/n).
whispered as the terrified girl wrapped her arms around his torso, burying her
face into his chest as she cried. “Shh baby girl, you’re alright.” He
cooed, stroking her hair and wrapping one arm around her waist, pulling her
beside him. He could feel his heart drop as every little sob ripped through his
chest, he couldn’t see her in pain.
“Come on baby girl,
you’re fine, please stop crying.” He cooed softly, using his free hand to
raise her face so he could see her. (Y/n) looked up at him, her bloodshot eyes
meeting his soft, concerned ones as she leaned forward and voluntarily pressed
her lips against his, trying to seek comfort in her highly vulnerable emotional
Himchan instantly tensed
up, feeling her soft, salty lips against his own, he froze, not knowing how to
respond. His stomach exploded with butterflies as she desperately moved her
lips against his, moving over into his lap with her legs on either side of his
(Y/n) kissed him with
passion, her hands gripping the collar of his black shirt as she tried to get a
response from him. “Jongup…” She softly moaned against his lips as
she broke off a little, letting her clouded judgement get the best of her,
puling Himchan back to reality as he pushed her off him, preventing her from connecting
their lips again.
“I love you, so damn
much but now isn’t the time kitten, not now.” He softly smiled, hiding the
hurt feeling that his heart was experiencing as he cupped her face, leaning
over to place a tender kiss on her forehead before pulling her against his
chest and wrapping his arms around her, allowing her to break down in his arms
After all, he wasn’t going
to take advantage of his weeping angel. Himchan spent the entire night,
whispering sweet nothings into her ears, stroking her hair, holding her close
as she fell back asleep, breaking down the walls she’d built up to keep him
“You know alcohol is
meant to be slow poison but at the rate you’re going, you’ll be dead very
soon.” A soft, feminine voice broke Jongup out of his thoughts as he
chugged another glass of straight whiskey.
This had been his daily routine for the past week or so, he’d moved to
Australia back again, seeing that his current mafia group needed him there.
He looked up, his eyes
meeting a pair of blue ones as he stared at the girl in front him, tall, brown
hair, big luscious lips and sharp cheekbones inviting him in. “What say
you and me leave this place?” She asked, having seen Jongup here for the
past 7 days and finally working up the courage to talk to him.
ecstatic.” Jongup replied, paying for his drink and getting up, following
her out of the bar, if (y/n) had forgotten him and moved on, it was time he do
the same as well.
3 years later.
“Yah Jagi, stop!”
(Y/n) laughed as Himchan attacked her neck with kisses as the pair sat outside
on a dinner table at one of the finest restaurants in Australia. It was their
first marriage anniversary and to celebrate, Himchan had taken her around the
world, their final stop being Australia before they headed home. “I can’t
wait to get home tonight.” He whispered in her ear, causing her to turn
bright red, as he chuckled at her reaction.
The pair continued to goof
around with each other, completely oblivious to the blue haired male and the
brown headed girl that sat across the table from them, celebrating Jongup’s
Almost incidentally, Jongup
turned around, having heard a familiar laugh only to see (y/n) and Himchan
seated across from his table, the pair were so engrossed in each other that
they didn’t even notice Jongup being there. Jongup’s girlfriend noticed the odd
shift in his beahviour and reached out to grab his hand, breaking him out of a
train of old memories as he smiled at her, continuing his conversation with
her, completely ignoring the two most prominent figures of his past.
(Y/n) on the other hand,
finally managing to push her husband and his perverted thoughts away from her,
laughed as she looked around, before her eyes stopped on familiar blue hair and
her smile vanished. It was Jongup. Turning her head further, she saw the
beautiful brown head with him and the pair laughed and Jongup leaned forward,
pressing a kiss on to her forehead as they got up and got ready to leave. He’s
happy, he’s found someone new, you should let go of him too Himchan’s words
rang through her mind, indeed he’d found someone else.
Himchan noticed the
situation and before something else could happen, he tapped (y/n)’s shoulder,
causing her to turn around and smashed his lips against his wife’s as Jongup
looked at the pair, only to see them with their lips against each other’s and
he growled, looking away and lead his girlfriend out of the restaurant, causing
Himchan to smirk into the kiss as he bit down on (y/n)’s lip, claiming his dark
necessity once and for all.
In case you missed issues B.A.P WAKE ME UP MV has touched on pt 2 cuz im trash and have been wheezing/crying the whole day fight me
Insecurities + Low Self Esteem/self-worth: shown through the girl with makeup around her and she soon tries to apply lipstick, only ending up smashing the mirror. Murder/Shootings: The man waving his arms around as if conducting a musical piece until lights spark at his fingertips (like gunshots being fired) and then people dead surround him. Anxiety/Depression/Mental Illness: The man in the bathroom, coiled up by the bathtub as he looks at his surroundings afraid of something, only to submerge himself into the water in his bathtub. Illness in General/Suicidal thoughts or attempts: The girl who drinks down those pills as well as some other type of liquid can represent either illness in a physical aspect or portrays the attempt to suicide. Eating Disorders/Hallucinations: The scene with the woman chopping veggies can allude to two different interpretations. Hallucinations as she almost eats a worm or it is the symbolic representation to express eating disorder. Societal/Political Issues: The probably most iconic scene where the man is holding up a sign “Emotion Revolution”. This is representative of public demonstrations we see on the news today to fight for equal rights and social justice. The people passing by as if its nothing represent those who are unaware of the issues that surround them. Revolution is starting to be achieved when these people who went through their own respective life problems come together to help ‘spread the awareness’. I guess you can say they, “wake up” into new ‘selves’, represented through celebration towards the end of the MV.
This isn’t even it. The MV is very diverse in nationality and they haven’t placed labels/stereotypical roles on these people according to the colour of their skin or where they came from. Each and every person was given a role that any human being would go through in their life because every human being is a human being despite race, colour, place of birth, gender, etc.
Not only did B.A.P create a song concerning social justice but they went even deeper this time. They went into mental illness, problems that we have as individuals at a personal level rather than just ‘society’ as a group. They looked into people in their variety and represented it through WAKE ME UP MV.
B.A.P aren’t just ‘kpop idols’. You probably thought I’d say “they don’t fit in the kpop category anymore.” No. This is something far bigger than just the music industry.