You and Zico, inseparable. The both of you just couldn’t live without each other. You were his second half, and he was your second half. You’ve known Jiho since, well birth! Your mother and his mother were great friends, they went to the same school. You two were only a couple of months apart. He was only a few months older than you. (A/N: If he’s not, sorry!) And of course he loved to hold that over your head to make you call him Oppa. You weren’t the girl to call any man, “Oppa.” And he knew that. He just loved to tease you. You thought nothing of it. After all, he was like the brother you always wanted anyways. You didn’t mind the teasing. Except for when it came to your dating choices.
Jiho hated every man besides your father that you ever touched! He didn’t care if they were your cousin or not. He hated them. Hated every boyfriend you ever had. He even hated that he wasn’t your first kiss nor was he your first time. Jiho loved you with a passion. He’s dated other women to get over you, but they weren’t you! There was just something about you he never ever saw in other girls. He didn’t even wanna look for another girl. He just wanted you.
The public compared your group to his. And you of course were the female version of Zico. Before people even knew your damn name, they knew you were the female version of the beloved underground turned idol rapper. You didn’t mind the comparison, nor did you mind your ship. Yes, the world shipped the two of you together more than they shipped peanut butter and jelly. (A/N: What in carnation) But today he was having an interview. You of course were going to be in the small audience watching him, just like you did every event that you could go to of his. You sat in the back row with sun glasses, a hat, and a face mask to hide your identity. You were there alone. He knew you were coming, so he was the one who suggested the back row to make sure no one saw you. The mature adults sat in the back while the youngest fan boys and girls sat in front. Most of them were trying to be quiet. The ones that weren’t, were told to be quiet or they would have to leave. So of course they shut up. They just wanted to see their Zico Oppa in person.
The interview was pretty much just like his other interviews. Progress, Emotions, Ideal Type, you know the basics. But then the MC wanted to take it up a notch and bring out the truth. “Zico, you and best friends with fellow idol rapper, Y/N. Is that correct?” The MC asked. “Of course. I grew up with her. We’re like brother and sister.” He said shifting a little in his seat. “You look like you’re hiding something. Do you want to tell us the truth about your friendship with Y/N?” He looked toward the back row to see if you were really watching, then faced toward the camera. “You’re right. There is more to my friendship with Y/N. I, Woo Jiho, am in love with Y/N.” The room was fully of gasps. You even gasped through the mask covering your mouth. You quickly stood up and rushed out of the back doors. He saw you run out. “Y/N!” He shouted running after you. Running straight through the crowd. Finally he caught up to you once you were outside in the open parking lot. Luckily there was no one there. He grabbed your wrist and forced you to look at him.
“Yah! Why did you run?” “You did you lie about loving me?!” You shouted back at him. “Lie? You thought I was lying?” He asked. “We all do something to get more attention. What? Did your label tell you to say that?” “No! No! You’re taking this to wrong way. Y/N, I really do love you.” You didn’t believe him. Many men have said they loved you but in the end you were the one heartbroken. You turned away from him and hit yourself three times. “Why am I so stupid?!” You asked yourself aloud. You covered your eyes with both hands to hide the tears that were forming. “Why do you think you’re stupid? Is it because I love you? Or is there something you’re not telling me?” He asked putting a hand on your shoulder. You took a deep breath and wiped away the tears. You turned around and stared him in the eyes. “Do you really love me?” You asked sincerely. “Yes! How many times do I have to say it?!”
You pulled him into a hug. It was warm. You loved this new feeling. You couldn’t describe how happy it made you. “I love you too, Jiho.” You admitted. He chuckled. “I knew it.” You could feel the vibrations from his chest. “You know people are gonna believe we’re dating now, right?” You questioned. “Yeah, I know. At least I can say you’re my girl.” You snuggled your head deeper into his chest. “You’re such a cutie.” You commented. “I know, jagi. I know.”
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Hola~~~👀 podrias hacer un imagina de Jimin de BTS celoso de Zico de Block B?👀💕
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Pareja: Jimin x Lectora
Contador De Palabras: 570
“¿Hola?” Contestaste el teléfono que ya llevaba sonando unos largos
segundos, estabas tan apurada porque no querías perder la llamada que ni
siquiera miraste el visualizador para saber quién estaba del otro lado de la línea.
“Por fin” Soltó un suspiro, se notaba que llevaba tiempo esperando.
“Uhm” Te daba algo de vergüenza preguntar quién era, pero pudiste
notar como el chico lo dedujo.
“No sabes quién soy, ¿verdad?” Te quedaste en silencio sin querer
admitir la verdad. “Soy tu mejor oppa” Te reíste. ¿Tu mejor oppa?
“Hola, mejor oppa”
Bromeaste pensando en su nombre.
“Te llamaba para asegurar que mañana si nos ibas a acompañar al parque
de diversiones. Todos estamos muy ansiosos por eso” Explicó.
“Claro que si, mejor oppa”
Volviste a reír pero ahora de tu propia broma.
“¿Realmente no sabes quién soy?” Tomaste un segundo para quitarte
la pantalla de tu oreja y leer el nombre. ‘Zico’
Respondiste, escuchaste como él celebró del otro lado sacándote una sonrisa.
“Exacto, entonces nos vemos mañana. Adiós.” Dijo una vez que terminó
“Si, adiós” Terminaste la llamada. Escuchaste como alguien
carraspeaba detrás tuyo, tu novio.
“¿Oppa? ¿Mejor oppa?” Jimin hizo comillas con sus
dedos, repitiendo lo que tu habías recién dicho.
“¿Me estabas escuchando?” Preguntaste aunque era obvia la respuesta,
él no tuvo reacción alguna.
“No fue necesario el esfuerzo, hablabas tan fuerte y tan animadamente
que apuesto que hasta los vecinos escucharon. ¿Con quién hablabas?” Cruzó
los brazos y se apoyó en la pared, sin quitar su mirada fija de tus ojos.
“Zico” Respondiste, no comprendías porqué tenías que contestar su
entrevista celosa. “¿Hay algún problema?”
“No lo se, quizá tu mejor oppa
no sabe que tienes novio” No dijiste ningún comentario. “¿Dónde vas a ir mañana?”
“Jimin por favor” Suspiraste, esto no era necesario.
“Jimin por favor, ¿qué?
¿Acaso no me puedes decir dónde irás con tu mejor oppa?” Y seguía repitiendo como habías llamado a Zico.
“No es mi mejor oppa”
Levantaste un poco la voz para hacerlo entender.
“¿Y por qué le dijiste eso? ¿Es mejor que yo?“ Se volvió a poner de
pie, extendiendo su cuerpo para intentar verse más alto.
“Claro que no, por algo estoy contigo” Esta discusión estaba
tomando un rumbo muy distinto a porqué había comenzado, ahora los dos habían
elevado el tono de voz.
“No lo demuestras, no te creo para nada” Y con un último grito se
fue de la habitación.
“Hey, vuelve” Corriste para atraparlo y lo encontraste sentado en
el sillón con sus manos en su rostro. “No llores, bebé”
“Él es oppa y yo soy bebé,
ahora lo entiendo” Se secó las lágrimas, su rostro estaba serio y triste.
“Perdón, no quería hacerte sentir así” Te dolía tanto verlo así y
mucho peor que esas lágrimas eran en parte tu culpa.
“Nunca me llamas oppa,
escucharte llamar así a otra persona me hace sentir inferior” Ahora pudiste
comprender porqué le había molestado tanto y tenía toda la razón, para ti Jimin
siempre era bebé o príncipe pero nunca oppa.
“Lo lamento, de ahora en adelante te llamaré oppa, ¿mejor?” Intentaste arreglar algo que ya no tenía
remedio, pero pudiste ver como relajó sus músculos.
“Solo si me dices a dónde irás mañana” Sonrió de lado e imitaste su
“Iré al parque de diversiones con Block B, ¿quieres venir, oppa?” Tomaste sus manos, su
confianza volvió a la normalidad, eso es bueno.
Your group and his group? When your group’s manager told you that your group and his group were going to be on the same show you were okay with it. Now your group, a whole different story. They were fangirling and running around your company’s building screaming. “Saranghae Zico oppa!” You hated that you were the only one who was chill about the who situation. You’ve met Jiho many times before. It’s kinda of hard not to when your boyfriend and him are best friends. You see him so much it’s hard to get away from him. You and Jiho have a love hate relationship. You love him because he makes your boyfriend happy but you also hate him because he makes him too happy. Sometimes you feel like your relationship doesn’t exist and Hyuk is actually dating Jiho, but that’s just a theory.
But your group was backstage going over written lines the company wrote to make your group a certain way. You ignored that they gave you lines and decided to speak from the heart. Your group’s fans and Block B’s fans have been pairing you guys up. They have 7 members, you guys have 7 members. You both have the same number of rappers, vocalists, and dancers. Everyone was paired with someone. And you had to be paired with Jiho. People would even call you the female version of Jiho, honestly you were offended. You didn’t like being called the female version of any man. You wanted to be yourself. You were a jack of all trades. You could rap, sing, dance, and your visuals were amazing.
You took a deep breath and let it out. That’s when your phone rang. It was was your one and only love. You excused yourself and walked into a different room to pick up the phone. “Hello?” “Hey babe. How is it going?” “Actually good. I’m group hasn’t fangirled in hours so I think we’ll be good. You’ll be watching Happy Together right?” You asked. “Of course. Why wouldn’t I want to watch my girl and her group on a show. Give me a shout out. Tell people to buy my album.” He joked. “As if. Promote your own album. My company would kill me if I did that. I gotta go. See you later. I love you.” “I love you too bye.” He said before hanging up. You walked back into the room getting ready with your group.
Finally it was time. You guys made your way to the set and you looked at Zico who was looking at you smiling. He gave you a thumbs up. You rolled your eyes. “Yah! Respect your oppa!” He shouted to you. “You aren’t my oppa!” You sassed back. “I’m telling Hyuk how mean you are to me.” “Do you think I care? As if he’s going to do something about it. He loves me too much to care.” You said taking a seat as did he. It was time to act for the fans. You put a little smile on and it began. As it went through the questions got more personal. “So Zico, what’s your ideal type?” Jae Suk asked. “A girl who is confident. Someone who works hard. Maybe some who is a jack of all trades. Who is good at alot of things if not everything.” He answered. “So you would you date a leader of a girl group?” Myeong Su questioned. He only nodded. “So like Y/N here?” Jae Suk asked. Your eyes widened as did Jiho’s. “What do you look so surprised for. What you said basically describes Y/N.” “There’s a huge misunderstanding. Y/N, is a good friend of mine. I wouldn’t want to date her for certain personal reasons that I don’t wish to speak of here and right now.” Jiho explained. “Y/N? You’re rather quiet. Wouldn’t you like to say something?” one of your members asked. “It’s really cute that you think Zico has a chance with me but he’s just not my type. I am a rapper myself. I hate to date one who behaves like Zico.” You sassed showing off that bad ass vibe you always gave. Everyone looked at him to see if he had anything to say about it. He didn’t know what to say. He knew if he insulted you on TV that one way or another Hyuk would get him back.
After the show you went home finding Hyuk’s eyes focused on his phone. “Hi babe.” There was no answer. “Babe?” You called out. You sighed and sat next to him. “Babe. What’s wrong?” “Why don’t you ask Jiho?” He questioned. You looked on his phone and saw the trend. You and Zico were trending. People were shipping you like never before. You looked at the disapproving look on Hyuk’s face. “I don’t want Jiho. You’re my boyfriend! Not him. Hyuk, I’m sorry. Don’t be mad at me, you know how I get.” There was not an answer. He just looked away. “Maybe I will call Jiho-” “No the hell you aren’t!” He snatched your phone and put it on the table. You smirked at how jealous he got. “Babe. You’re so cute. How can a man be so jealous and so cute at the same time? Look at me.” You grabbed his chin and made him face you. Once your eyes was locked with his you spoke. “Jiho isn’t this cute. And besides, I have a huge thing for this R&B singer named Dean. Have you heard of him? He’s such a hottie. He’s an amazing singer. He’s young. He is also known as Deanfluenza. And-” Before you could say another thing he pinned you to the sofa.
“What else about this Dean?” He asked. “He is an extremely talented man. He’s a good kisser. And he’s the best boyfriend I could ever have. I love you Hyuk.” He smiled and gave you a passionate kiss. “Never forget, I’m your boyfriend. Not a rapper!” “Whatever you say Hyuk.” You said pulling him in for another kiss.
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[FAN TO ZICO] Oppa Thank you Thank you so much..Please take care wherever you goㅎㅎ
[ZICO TO FAN] You have to stay strong.!
T/N: There was a post on Nate which explained something that was connected to the tragic Sewol Ferry disaster. The post said that the younger sister’s body had been found at sea. The family members of the young girl knew of the celebrity that she was a fan of and contacted an acquaintance who was able to contact the celebrity’s manager. The celebrity attended the funeral of the younger sister and consoled the family. The celebrity was BLOCK B’s Zico.
Please note that the translation above is a direct translation of the nate post.
Where would you go without me? Where can you go, what can you do? It’s obvious you’ll think of me
Your smile is awkward
You’re showing it In so any ways, it’s so funny
I can go on without you I can do better than you Everyone already knows
I’m on your body Even when you close your eyes You can’t get far from me I’m on your body I’m on your body Whoever you meet You can’t get far from me
I’m in your heart I’m by your side I’m on you even when you wash You can’t escape me
Forget my cologne that is on your body But u said you wanna hug me one more time Girl that’s impossible I’m sorry, I’m too dangerous for you, I’m so toxical Stop looking for me but look for the medicine that is time
That’s what I hope for you, I can’t lie- that’s what I said And you said OK, oppa I thought you would be different from the other guys I heard that so many times already from other girls As if it’s from a textbook, I’m sick of it I’m sorry but I don’t feel anything for you
This life I live, pretty girls they’re sniffing me And after that wants to sleep with me Then after that they dissin’ me Why hate, why hate the player u better hate the game You’re dissin’ like I’m guilty, but I’m innocent I’m what I am
On your clothes, your body, your lips Every time you breathe
My scent, my empty spot The look you gave me, that desperate look I don’t care about it anymore
I’m on your body Even when you close your eyes You can’t get far from me I’m on your body I’m on your body Whoever you meet You can’t get far from me