plot: You’ve known Yoongi for a couple of years and finally mustered up enough courage to ask him to hang out, one on one. Definitely not a date right? Well, things get a little rocky when things don’t go as planned when the “nice guy”—Yoongi—starts breaking a couple of hearts.
You loved him. You loved his laugh, his hugs, and everything that was the man Kim Seokjin. You loved all of him. The real question was, did he love you back?
Crimson was your favourite colour.
It was the beautiful colour that expressed the depth of love. It was caring for someone else so much, you forget to care for yourself, no matter how painful it was to let go of loving yourself.
You sat surrounded by the colour crimson itself, glaring at you from the while tiles of the bathroom floor. With a cough, another petal fell into your palm, dripping in the same crimson liquid running through your veins. Four years since the first petal fell out your throat, it was also the day he was getting married.
Seokjin had stumbled into your life during your third year of college. Amid all the pressure you went through every day, he was like a refreshing breath to be around.
You’d been dozing off in one of your morning classes, when suddenly you felt a finger poke endlessly at your shoulder. Annoyed, you squinted up at the culprit.
The face of an extremely beautiful man looked down at you from beside you. “You’re going to fail is you keep falling asleep in class.”
“I’m sorry, but who are you?” Your brain only half processed your surroundings, trying to figure out who this mysterious beauty was and why he was interrupting your peaceful slumber.
He feigned hurt at your words, but the prominent grin gracing his lips gave him away. He reached his palm out. “Kim Seokjin. Worldwide Handsome.”
It took all you had, leaving him took all you had. He was the only person that mattered and you let him slip right through yours fingers. Although at the time it seemed like the right thing to do, a year later it felt far from it. Now it was too late. Taehyung hated you, and there’s was nothing you could do about it.
-Maybe if I never let go of your hand, we could walk this scary path together.
I leaned against the door frame with a frown on my face. She continued to toss and turn in her bed, her brows furrowed together as she fisted the bed sheets in her hands. I wanted nothing more than to go over there and hold her close but I knew I couldn’t interrupt these dreams of hers. They weren’t just dreams, they were her memories. Her memories, from when she was first created to the day she was sent up here and everything else that happened in between. Her memories were what was going to lead her to remembering who she was, what she was. All I wanted was for her to remember, I wanted to have the Y/N I adored back. I’m sick and tired of that look of unfamiliarity she’d give me every time I appeared in front of her. I wanted her to look at me the same way she used to, that special look in my eyes only reserved for me. But as I watched her toss and turn, her breathing labored, sweat covering her entire face I couldn’t help but feel like maybe it’d be better if those memories of hers stayed forgotten. I had noticed that over the years, no matter how tough she acted, she had gotten soft. She was still quite ruthless, brazen, rash, everything that made her what she was but the time she had spent up here had changed her. She was more human now than ever.
I sighed heavily, averting my gaze as I stared down at the floor. Having her this close yet so far from me hurt. I couldn’t help but let out a dry laugh, knowing the others would ridicule me but then again I never cared what any of them thought. As I stared at the ground and listened to her sleep restlessly I couldn’t help but remember the day she was set up here.
I stood off to the side, watching her do what she does best. As one of the deadly sins I didn’t see anything wrong with what she was doing. She was doing what she was created to do, just like the rest of us. I would entice lustful thoughts and actions onto humans that had let their guard down or that were weak enough to be influenced by me. She did the same. Though compared to her power, my powers of lust were nothing. As the physical embodiment of lust I was also a lustful bastard so I lusted after her. But it wasn’t easy. She was the physical embodiment of wrath, her rage unmatched. She was uncontrollable. That in itself was a challenge, one I was willing to take.
She changed her face, this coming easier to us and setting us apart from other demons. We didn’t have to possess humans to walk the surface, we didn’t even have to change our faces if we didn’t want to. With this new face of hers she played her role, targeting a woman who was about twenty five years old. The woman was sitting on a bench, her back to Y/N which allowed her to lean over the woman’s shoulder.
“You’re dressed so dull today. Is this the reason why you’re husband is cheating on you? I bet he’s with her right now.” Y/N whispered into the woman’s ear.
I couldn’t help but let a smirk cross my face at seeing the woman ball her hands into fists at Y/N’s words. I could tell her mind was starting to cloud over with images of her husband cheating on her and as she turned her head to look at Y/N I knew her words already had their desired effect. The woman’s eyes were blown out, her pupils consuming her irises. Y/N didn’t move away, keeping her face close to the woman’s as a devilish grin played on her lips.
“Oh…you know I’m right don’t you? You didn’t need much convincing, just a few words and poof, you’re already in the palm of my hand. I can feel the anger within you. It feels nice doesn’t it? That’s what I love about you humans, out of all your emotions anger is the purest of all. It’s so raw, it’s all consuming, its actually quite beautiful if you think about it.” Y/N said in a low and soothing voice, the woman’s eyes clouding over even more the longer Y/N spoke, “Now why don’t we let your anger, your rage take over. Just this once. It won’t hurt to let it all out right? I mean you’re only human so it’s okay to make mistakes, it’s okay for your anger to blind you.”
“Y-yeah. I’ve kept it in so long…it won’t hurt to let it out just this once.” The woman said, nodding her head as she agreed with Y/N.
From where I was standing I could see Y/N’s eyes shine brightly, her blood orange irises hard to look away from. The grin on her face spread at the woman’s words, having dug her claws into her deeply enough for her to take action properly. I watched as Y/N pulled out a dagger from her jacket, holding it out for the woman to take. The woman slowly but surely wrapped her fingers around the dagger, holding it tightly in her hand.
“That’s it. Just like that. Show him how vengeful you can be.” She said softly, stepping back as the woman got up.
She watched the woman walk away in a daze, the woman stumbling a bit before a different look crossed her eyes. I just catch a glimpse of it but even with just a little glimpse I knew she was going to wreak some havoc. When she was out of sight I made my way over to Y/N, her face having changed back to her own. Her eyes still shined brightly, as she turned her gaze to me. I had always been fascinated with her eyes. Out of the other six of us I always thought hers were the most beautiful, it was almost as if looking into a burning fire.
“I gotta say you always do a mighty fine job.”
She scoffed at my words but couldn’t resist a smirk, “It’s what I do best.”
The smirk on her face fell after a few seconds, her brows furrowing, “Now that I think about it…why are you here? You’ve been following me around like a lost puppy.”
Before I could answer her there was a sound of a bell ringing in my ears. It only rang once but that was enough. I looked over to Y/N, seeing a frown on her face as she realized that we were being called in. She let out a sigh before giving a snap of her fingers, the ground opening up beneath us. Before I knew it we were falling and when we got to the desired room I fell on my back with a thud while she landed on her feet lightly. I raised my head, giving her a glare as my eyes shined brightly. She simply grinned, her own eyes shining with mischief.
“Couldn’t you have giving me some type of warning?”
“It’s more fun this way.” She said before extending her arm for me to take her hand.
I rolled my eyes but took her hand as she helped me up. Once on my feet I pulled her in closer, feeling her hand squeezing mine tightly. A smirk played at my lips as I leaned forward, my lips brushing ghosting over the side of her neck. I felt her tense up slightly at the feeling of my lips brushing against her skin. I couldn’t help but grin at knowing that I had this kind of affect on her, it let me know I wasn’t the only one feeling this way. I pulled away slightly to look into her eyes, noticing how they were a dark red now.
“I can show you what fun is.”
She smirked at my words but before she could say anything he spoke. We all turned to face him, all but Y/N. I looked at her out of the corner of my eye, noticing how she didn’t bother to meet his gaze. I could see she still had that smirk on her face and when she moved her gaze to roam the room I noticed her eyes shining brighter than ever. I knew her and Dojin never got along, the two of them butting heads ever since they were brought into existence. Dojin always resented her for being so free and out of reach of anyone’s control. His pride hurt every time she defied him. The only reason she was able to do so was because she’s the most powerful one, whether Dojin admitted it or not it was a fact. Being so prideful he hated dealing with her, Y/N always doing what she wanted. Y/N was well aware of the power she held so she always made it a point to openly defy him.
“Why’d you call us down here?” She asked, strolling over to him.
He said nothing but by the way his eyes glowed I could tell he was already irritated by her. At seeing him so annoyed I let the corners of my lips curl upwards ever so slightly, lowering my head for a second before looking back up. She had made her way over to stand directly in front of him, the tips of her fingers already giving off a reddish tint. She was challenging him, something she loved doing, especially in front of the others. Speaking of the others my eyes roamed the room, spotting the yellow eyes of Kiyoung across the room. Something felt off about the look in his eyes but before I could even think about what was off the room was suddenly thrown into chaos. A yellow fog suddenly bloomed from the ground, rising to the ceiling at a quick pace. A bright violet light followed soon afterward causing me to avert my eyes. When I looked again the light was gone and so was Y/N. I took a step forward out of reflex, feeling two pairs of hands grab at my arms. I turned to find the light blue eyes of Jihyun and the orange eyes that belonged to Hyunjae staring right back at me. I tried to get out of their grips but I wasn’t able to take on the two of them at the same time.
“Dojin what the hell have you done with Y/N?!” I all but growled out, seeing him in the middle of the room alone.
He smirked, “She’s been…sent up indefinitely. She’s been causing a bit too much trouble so I took the liberty of locking her powers away and striping her of her memories.”
I could feel the blood running through my veins begin the boil at the memory. They locked me up for twenty years after that as well, saying I was too close to her to let me roam around freely. I gaze her one last look before turning around, freezing as my eyes met the same orange eyes from that day. I ground my teeth together, immediately reaching over to grab at his collar roughly, backing him up against the wall.
“You dare show yourself in front of me?” I asked in a low voice, watching him gulp, “Gluttony…not only do you want to overindulge in food and wealth but you also have the desire to die don’t you, Hyunjae? Wait, no, it’s Taehyung now isn’t it? Well Taehyung tell me why you’ve shown yourself in front of me, in Y/N’s home no less. You better have a damn good reason and you barely tell me now before I knock your fucking teeth in.”
He took too long to answer for my liking so I gave a snap of my fingers, transporting us outside before I threw the first punch. He stumbled to the floor, an orange mist coming from his body as he wiped his hand over his mouth only for it to come away with blood. His eyes shined brightly as he sat up.
“I came to offer you a deal but now? You can forget about it.” He spat out.
I scoffed going over to grab his collar once more, lifting him off the ground. I knew I was radiating a soft blue light as well, my vision having a blue tint to it, my anger starting to bubble over, “You? Make a deal with me? Just how stupid do you think I am? I know Hyunmoo sent you. You’ve been working with him and that bastard Kiyoung to keep Y/N here.”
Taehyung let out a dry laugh at my words which only resulted in him getting punched again. While he was on the floor I stood over him and bent down, grabbing onto his collar and punched him repeatedly. He didn’t fight back, at least not until he found an opening. I had forgotten that he had a keen eye for finding people’s weaknesses and he found mine in my stance. He brought hit leg up to kick at my knee, my knee immediately gave out. This gave him the opportunity to push me onto my back, pinning my arms down with his knees.
“You really think you have them all figured out don’t you? Kiyoung’s name isn’t even the same and neither is his face. You have no idea what the hell they’re up to. You think they’re keeping their distance from her? Oh no, Kiyoung’s actually very close with her…or should I say Jungkook. That’s his name now and he’s been keeping a very, very close eye on her, all on Hyunmoo’s orders.” He said through gritted teeth, “So calm the fuck down and listen to me because this bullshit is affecting me too. You think I want Hyunmoo in charge? That bastard is messing with the rest of us and I’m tired of it. And the only one that can actually do something about it is Y/N.”
At hearing this I calmed down, stopping my struggling as I thought this over. He noticed this, getting off of me and sitting back.
“I know where he’s keeping her powers.” He said after some time, his eyes dull now, “But we need her to recover her memories first.”
I thought this over. I had been trying to figure out what would trigger her memories but I’ve had no luck. I had only two other theories I wanted to try but I wasn’t even sure if they would work. One of them would clash with the morals she had developed with her time spent up here amongst all these humans. But if it really was the only way for her to regain her memories I’d do it without hesitation.
plot: You’ve known Yoongi for a couple of years and finally mustered up enough courage to ask him to hang out, one on one. Definitely not a date right? Well, things get a little rocky when things don’t go as planned when the “nice guy”—Yoongi—starts breaking a couple of hearts.
It wasn’t until 5 years later when you made your return to Seoul. After packing you left to go back to your hometown to stay with family for the meantime. Being a single mother of a now, 5 year old boy, wasn’t the hardest task in the book, but it also wasn’t the easiest, even with the aide of you parents at hand. You wanted to move back to Seoul for, one, new job opportunities and two, so you could re-connect with old friends. Hoseok is the first person you called to inform of your return and he spared no time showing up to your newly bought apartment to help you unpack.
Jihae was more than excited to meet Hobi. He was technically the uncle he never had so when there was a knock at the door he was quick to beat you to it, with his little hands trying so hard to turn the knob, which, failed miserably. You helped him and opened the door, being greeted with a Hobi’s signature smile.
Your three year old was quick to wrap his small form around Hoseok’s leg making you laugh. You moved over and picked up Jihae, stepping to the side for Hoseok to enter the apartment.
You walked over to the living room area then took the moment to greet Hoseok, setting the 5 year old down..”It’s been five years since we last saw each other in person hasn’t it?”
He chuckled and nodded looking around the apartment. “It has, and it’s been a hell of a lot different after you left.”
“We can catch up about that later, All I know is I am glad to be back.” You smiled then pulled your hair back in a tight pony-tail and picking up a box. “Anyways, Who’s ready to get to work around here~?”
Jihae was quick to reply, throwing his arms into the air.
The remainder of the day was mostly spent painting and un-boxing much of the stuff, but with a lot of hard-work on most of the rooms, and by most, the living room and both yours and Jihae’s room, was set, leaving the kitchen, bathroom, and spare room left to finish.
Hoseok stepped out of one of the rooms being worked on and sat down with a sigh. “It takes that long for a couple rooms? Its been 7 hours…!” He stifled a laugh, before leaning forward. “I would ask if you want to go out with the boys just for a little together but I feel as if it is to late for that.”
You shook your head. “Actually that would be great…!” You smiled getting up from your chair.
“Are you sure..?” He raised an eyebrow at you. “It is only 6, We don’t go to bed till 9.” You smiled. “Just give me time to get washed up..”
He nodded and texted the boys as you took Jihae in your arms to get him dressed. “Momma… Were going to meet Uncle Tae and Jin…?” You smiled and nodded. “And Jungkook, Jimin, and Namjoon..”
“What about daddy?”
It’s as if the color drained from your face. There’s the question you always wanted to avoid but you knew that it would pop up soon. Trying to find the right words you set your son down and smiled a bit sadly. “When the time comes I will tell you but now wouldn’t be good…”
“But I wanna know…!” You started to put his shoes on him. “Trust me… I will tell you but to much things are happening right now..”
He crossed his arms over his chest. “Did something happen between Mommy and Daddy…?” You sighed and nodded. “At your age, you wouldn’t be able to fully understand.” Your son pouted making you smile. It was scary how similar Jihae looked to his father. The dark brown, close to being black, hair, the chocolate brown eyes, Hell even the pout he did. You thought about why you used Yoongi’s surname for Jihae, not being able to think why. Your thoughts were interrupted when Hoseok knocked, leaning against the door frame.
You nodded, Helping Jihae down before following Hobi. “Where are we going?”
“A little corner cafe where we can all kick back and relax.. Is that fine?”
You nodded. “Perfect~
Once arriving you found all the guys there, Sitting around in the couch area chatting away. You chuckled noticing how they changed a lot after a few years.You pushed the doors open to the cafe and made your way over, Taehyung immediately noticed your arrival and jumped up to tackle you in a hug. “Oh my god you’re back?!”
You laughed and nodded, The other quickly following along and hugging you as well. “Did Hoseok not tell you I was coming?”
Jungkook smiled, shaking his head. “He only told us he had something important to talk to us about..!” You shook my head and looked over to Hobi, he only shrugged while snickering.
A screech was heard from Tae as he noticed Jihae’s presence behind you. “Is that him..?!” He crouched down, smiling while Jihae slowly came from behind you and smiled shyly. “Awe cmon, You were so excited to meet them till now.. Why become shy?” You chuckled as he stood in front of Taehyung.
“He looks just like…” He looked over to me, shutting himself up before holding his hand out to Jihae. “Im Taehyung.”
The other 5 watched, smiling before introducing themselves as well.
The time went with all of you catching up and joking around until it came for the moment you had to leave because both you and Jihae were sleepy. So you said goodbye to all of them and took your leave, As soon as you stepped out you realized the ground was wet, taking note that it had rained so you picked Jihae up and wrapped him in your jacket so he would stay warm.
It wasn’t until you heard a gasp close by that you let the curiosity get to you and turned towards it, only to find out the gasp was because of you.
“Oh my god it actually is you…”
Part of you felt weak noticing the presence of someone who fucked up the entirety of your life, the one who messed it all up and called you disgusting names. You found yourself in front of her not knowing what to do at the moment.
You knew you should have been pissed at her but you had an agreement with yourself, even then all those feelings that you had towards her were faded and gone. You noticed she was at the point of tears and couldn’t look you in the eye. Had she felt bad..? She was mumbling a lot of nonsense you couldn’t make out. You just stared.
Her eyes trailed down to where Jihae, who was fast asleep on your shoulder. You shifted feet uncomfortably and watched her cautiously.
“I’m so sorry…” She bit down on her lip and you stood in silence for a bit letting it sink in that she had actually felt guilty. You had no clue what to say so you sighed and let whatever came to your mind first.
“You took everything away from me. My boyfriend, My happiness, an much more.” She flinched, choking back a cry. “You gained absolutely jack-shit for doing this.” She staggered a bit from you words only small apologies slipping out.
You stepped towards and looked her in the eye for once. “But that was 5 years ago. I forgave you when I made the choice to let any grudge go and that’s when I sat in a hospital bed with a baby cradled in my arms.”
She seemed to relax a bit at your words.
“It was fucked up, yes, but people learn from their mistakes and even if it’s really bad, some are meant to be forgiven.”
She seemed shocked and you smiled a bit.
“Don’t get hung up on the past because of mistakes. I can see you have changed. Look to the future and forget what happened then and look at what is happening now..”
That’s when a man made his way out and over next to Jennie’s side, wrapping his arm around her waist with a confused look upon his face. She hugged him and cried into his chest so you took the chance to turn and walk off, your question about Yoongi being answered.
The encounter with Jennie left you thinking about it longer then you should have. It had been four days since you were distracted by the sudden encounter that you hadn’t been paying attention and ran right into a stranger, dropping the four bags of groceries across the pavement. The stranger was quick to help you pick the items up, and when you looked up to thank the stranger, your eyes widened, and as if realizing too he staggered back.
You were, to say in the least, wanting to cry. Sudden Encounter #2 was the one encounter you definitely were not ready for. It made you want to run, and run away far but you managed to keep an act up. You had to stay strong for the sake of yourself and your kid. So you stood up and nodded your head slighly at him.
And then luck wasn’t so much on your side when you heard the yell of your son, Hoseok close behind him.
“Mommy returned uncle Hobi…!”
You looked up to Yoongi watching his reaction as he went pale and looked like he had just seen death. You knew exactly what he was thinking.
You really wanted this to be a dream
THE NEXT PART WILL BE THE END DSKJBHFSJK im sorry if it sucks ;;
My name is Kim Namjoon, also known as RM, the leader of the group BTS. It’s an incredible honor to be invited to an occasion with such significance for today’s generation. Last November BTS launched the Love Myself camping with UNICEF, building in our belief that true love first begins with loving myself. We have been partnering with UNICEF’s end violence program to protect children and young people all over the world from violence. And our fans have become a major part of this campaign with their actions and with their enthusiasm. We truly have the best fans in the world. And I like to begin by talking about myself, I was born in Ilsan a city near Seoul, SK. It is a really beautiful place with a lake, hills and even an annual flower festival. I spend a very happy childhood there and I was just an ordinary boy. I used to look up at the night sky in wonder and I used to dream the dreams of a boy. I used to imagine that I was a superhero who could save the world. And in an intro to one of our early albums, there’s a line that says my heart stopped maybe when I was 9 or 10. Looking back I think that’s when I began to think about what other people thought of me and started seeing myself through their eyes. I stopped looking up at the night skies, the stars, I stopped daydreaming instead I just tried to jam myself into the molds that other people made. Soon I began to shut out my own voice and started to listen to the voices of others. No one called out my name and neither did I. My heart stopped and my eyes closed shut. So like this I, we all lost our names. We became like ghosts. But I had one sanctuary and that was music. There was a small voice inside of me that said “wake up man, listen to yourself.” but it took me quite a long time to hear music color my real name even after making the decision to join BTS, there were a lot of hurdles, some people might not believe but most people thought we were hopeless and sometimes I just wanted to quit. But I think I was very lucky that I didn’t give it all up and I’m sure that I and we will keep stumbling and falling like this. BTS has become artists performing in those huge stadiums and selling millions of albums right now but I am still an ordinary 24-year-old guy. If there’s anything that I’ve achieved it was only possible that I have my other BTS members right by my side and because of the love and the support that our Army fans all over the world made for us. And maybe I made a mistake yesterday but yesterday’s me is still me. Today I am who I am with all of my faults and my mistakes. Tomorrow I might be a tiny bit wiser and that’d be me too. These faults and mistakes are what I am, making up the brightest stars in the constellation of my life. I have come to love myself for who I am for who I was and for who I hope to become. I like to say the one last thing, after releasing our love yourself albums and launching the love myself campaign, we started to hear remarkable stories from our fans all over the world, how our message helped them overcome their hardships in life and start loving themselves. Those stories constantly remind us of our responsibility. So let’s take all one more step, we have learned to love ourselves so now I urge you to speak yourself. I like to ask all of you what is your name? What excites you and makes your heart beat, tell me your story. I wanna hear your voice I want to hear your conviction. No matter who you are, where you’re from, your skin color, your gender identity just speak yourself. Find your name and find your voice by speaking yourself. I’m Kim Namjoon and also RM of BTS. I’m an idol and an artist from a small town in Korea. Like most people I’ve made many and plenty mistakes in my life. I have many faults and I have many more fears but I’m gonna embrace myself as hard as I can and I’m starting to love myself gradually just little by little. What is your name? Speak yourself. Thank you very much.
KIM NAMJOON, RM of BTS, United Nations Peace Summit 2018
You and Jin had been divorced for a year but you’re forced to see each other when your son is found cheating on a test. After being called into school you both agree to make more of an effort being civil with each other, but it’s not long before history repeats itself. Family dinners turn into stolen kisses and ruffled bedsheets, but there’s one problem with your new arrangement.
warnings: angst, forbidden love, divorce, cheating, explicit smut, rough sex, oral sex & strong language