this pride month, please please please do not let the black lives matter movement go ignored. the lgbtq movement owes so much to black members of our community. we are not free until all of us are.
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summary: park jimin is part of a band on their college, and they’re famous because of it. one day, he bumped into a girl and i guess you can say that his life was changed forever. the good thing is, it was the same for her.
[friends to lovers!au, college!au]
chapter 1
pairing: park jimin x female reader
a/n: hello! i’m going back to work during this pandemic, so i thought of finishing this au as soon as possible. please do leave comments or feedback regarding this, i deeply appreciate it! i hope you enjoy reading this update.
Chapter 2: How many stars are there?
Today was an awful day.
I messed up at work, and I think I’m getting fired soon. It was a part-time job to help me sustain my needs as a student. If I end up losing this one, I think I’ll just go back to tutoring. Aside from that, my professor in a major subject suddenly decides that instead of a group project, our final assessment should be done individually and to be submitted next week. That works for me because I’m having a hard time meeting with my teammates anyway, but that also meant that I have to stay up late at night to be able to finish it at the given time.
Tonight is the start of my sleepless nights in order for this project to be done, but I’m a little distracted by the crumpled paper with the phone number lying on my desk. I took it while contemplating on what I should do with it. It has already been two days since that incident. Should I text him? What am I gonna tell him? Hi, I was the one you bumped on the street two days ago. How you doin’?
I sighed.
If there’s one thing I’m sure of in this world, it was that he’s the most beautiful person and not even Brad Pitt can relate.
I typed in his number on my contact list, and opened a new message. I blankly looked at the blinking cursor on the ‘Type a message’ section, thinking of something witty to send but I must have been too tired as I slept the night away and woke up with my phone clutched within my hands.
I have no time for boy problems at this moment in my life anyways.
*
The days went by so fast. I was able to finish the assessment on my major subject, and the first semester is finally going to an end.
I was texting my tutee while on my way home (yes folks, i got fired) when I suddenly bumped into someone. I looked up to say sorry, but the person who I bumped into was the one who gave me the number of the beautiful human being a week ago. Yoongi, was it?
“Yo, why didn’t you text him?” he said, while clutching the strap of his guitar bag.
“Hyung!” shouted a man coming our way. He has silver hair, and he’s wearing a plain black shirt on a black skinny jeans.
That moment, the world went into a halt.
Every motion stopped except the person now slowly running into our direction. I could hear the angels singing in the background, and I could see how the sunlight is touching the features of his face softly.
He looks mesmerizing.
I looked at him in awe. “Right, Jimin ah. Did you pass your final assessment?”
“Yup! Hoseok hyung helped me at the last minute. Do we have practice today?” the guy responded. He smiled widely, and though he looks like a baby he also looked like an angel who was brought down into the world to make it a better place.
“Yeah, we do...” I noticed that Yoongi looked at me sideways, but I couldn’t really help staring at the silver-haired angel in front of me. Is he even real? Or am I making these up? “Hey so, you didn’t answer my question.”
I blinked hard and looked back at Yoongi, dumbfounded. “Uh… Huh?”
“Oh, who’s this? Your friend?” the Jimin guy said. He’s still wearing the most beautiful smile.
“No/NO!” We both answered and he laughed loudly. God, that was the most endearing laugh I’ve ever heard in my whole life. Laugh again, please.
“Okay, chill. You do look familiar though...” he stared at me while smiling still. Mama, God wants me to go with this angel and I will comply. Does he ever stop smiling?
“That’s cause I was the one you stole from.” I blurted out. I don’t know where I got the courage to say something like that because I’m actually an introverted person, but God lend this weak bitch the strength to move forward.
He frowned. “I’m not a thief..? I didn’t steal anything from anybody.”
“You did, so we’re going to the police and sue you right now.” Okay God, this might be too much of a strength here.
“Wait wait, hold on! What are you talking about?” He looks utterly confused now, but he still looks like an angel.
Yoongi laughed beside me, which was really surprising to be honest and Jimin looked like he was surprised too. “Hyung! You’re LAUGHING? What’s so FUNNY about this? I didn’t steal anything at all!” he pouted and wow, his cheeks are so fluffy I wanna squish.
“Oh, you did Jimin ah. That’s harsh of you to forget, you know. Considering that it’s a really big crime. Think again.” he turned around, and continued, “By the way, I’ll go ahead now. Will wait for you at the practice room, or if you can’t go, that’s fine as well. Just text me.”
“Wait, hyung!” he turned to look at me and thought again. “Okay, for real, what did I steal?”
There was a moment of silence. He looked nervous as if doubting himself for a second, and I just had the urge to hug him and tell him that it’s alright but I also want to tell him off for stealing my heart. But I have no right, in reality??
“My heart.” This courage--I thank whoever has bestowed this upon me.
“What?”
“You stole my heart when you bumped into me weeks ago. I told you I’d sue you for not taking any responsibility for it.”
He stared at me, straight into my eyes as if waiting for me to tell him it’s a joke. “You want to sue ME because I stole your HEART?”
“Uh, yes. It happened almost a week ago, I guess. We bumped into each other on the street, and I shouted at you when you ran away.”
He looked bemused, then he laughed. “I remember now!” Then, he looked serious. Okay, wait a minute. I cannot handle the roller-coaster of his emotions. I am: overwhelmed.
“Will you let me off if I let you come with me right now until the end of the night?”
“WHAT?” What does he mean until the end of the night??
“No, like, have dinner afterwards or something. What came into your mind?” he smiled--a deadly one. He’s aware of his powers, and it’s scary.
“Nothing.” I looked away.
“You sure? Because to me, it looked like you suddenly thought of something embarrassing.”
“No, there wasn’t.”
“So, is that a yes? Because this practice is really important to me, I don’t wanna miss it.”
I nodded without looking at him, and when I caught a glimpse I saw him smile a little. Is it okay to admit that I have fallen in love already? This soon??
We walked silently until we reached the Arts Building and the people we passed along the way each greeted Jimin with a smile. It’s not a surprise that he’s famous because he’s literally an angel. “Are you a student here?”
“Yeah, why?”
Nothing, I just thought of why I haven’t known or ran into you before when you’re this popular on campus. I felt like my whole life was a waste.
But the thought died in my mind as I chose to not answer his question. “Freshman?” I asked instead.
He smirked at me before answering, “Nope. Do I look that young?”
I suddenly got shy and felt my cheeks burn. I was about to counter his question when he stopped in front of the room labelled as ‘Practice Room 3′ and he turned to look at me nervously. “Okay, so we’re here. You’ll meet Yoongi again, and I have a couple of friends who stay here and I don’t want it to be awkward so just be calm. No need to freak out, alright?”
I chuckled because he looked like he was the one who's already freaking out. “Hey, don’t worry. I won’t mind at all. Besides, I’m the one intruding.”
He smiled warmly. “You say that now, but they can get overwhelming…”
When he opened the door, I saw different kinds of instruments and there was a big couch on the right side of the room where four people were sitting, each one focused on their phones. I saw Yoongi looking up from his phone and he was surprised when he saw me then he looked at Jimin who was scratching the back of his neck, and then he looked at me again and back at Jimin.
“Sorry if I’m late. Should we start?”
They all focused on him now, and then stared at me with surprised looks on their faces. It did get me more embarrassed so I decided to just look at the set-up of the instruments in the room. “Wait, you’re part of a band? Like, a real band?” I asked as I looked at Jimin.
“Uh, yeah. You didn’t know?”
“No. I didn’t even know you study here, too.”
“Wait, so you’re serious that you only met me when you bumped into me a week ago? And wanted to sue me right that moment?”
“Yep. What, you thought I already knew you before then?”
“Uh huh. I thought maybe,” he looked away “you know, that was your way of, I don’t know, like getting close to me?”
I scrunched my brows at him. “What, you’re so full of yourself. I would never go that far.”
“Oh, so suing me for something I didn’t intentionally do is not going that far??”
He has a point.
“Well, how do I know that wasn’t inten--” I was interrupted when we heard a sputtering burst of laughter from the other guys in the room. We both looked at them, flustered.
A guy with plump lips and I believe to be a descendant of Aphrodite said, “Ya Jimin-ah, is this the girl Yoongi was talking about? I didn’t believe it was true.”
The one with big doe eyes and who looked like a cute little bunny when he smiles nodded. “Hyung, you’re looking very shy right now.”
Then, a blond guy with dimples so deep stated, “I didn’t think you’d bring her here. This is unexpected, truly.”
“I second that. I thought you’d leave her alone or talk it out somewhere.” Yoongi said.
Jimin looked at his friends and pointed at Yoongi. “You’re the reason she’s here! You intentionally bumped into her a while ago.”
It was my turn to ask. “You did?”
Yoongi avoided my gaze, and stood up going straight to the piano. “I don’t know what you’re talking about, kid. We should start practice.”
The others started standing up from the couch. Jimin went to the mic and held the bass guitar, the blond guy with the dimples went on the other side of the room where there was a laptop and a lot of wires and other equipment, the bunny guy went to the drums, and the descendant of Aphrodite went straight to me. He extended his hand and introduced himself.
“Hello, it’s nice to finally meet you. My name’s Kim Seokjin, but you may know that already.”
Kim Seokjin. Kim Seokjin. Kim. Seokjin. Doesn’t ring any bell at all. Is he part of the university council?
I shook his hand and smiled. “Hi, I’m Y/N. I’m sorry, but I really haven’t heard of you before.”
He looked surprised and laughed again while slapping his thighs. “Okay, that’s really cute. So you already know Yoongi, I guess?” I nodded. “Then, let me introduce you to Jungkook, the one playing the drums and there’s Namjoon who’s in charge of recording and other technical stuff. Anyway, you can go ahead and sit on the couch while--wait, I’m assuming you’re waiting for Jimin?”
“Uh…” I looked at Jimin and he was looking at us. He mouthed a ‘What?’ directed to me. “Should I be waiting for you?”
He looked flustered and avoided my gaze, then he nodded. I looked back at the descendant of Aphrodite, and smiled at him. “Sorry for intruding.”
He was suppressing a laugh and he nodded twice before telling me to sit comfortably on the couch as they will take some time with practice. I said I don’t mind and went to the couch. I looked at Jimin and his friends. How can good-looking humans be allowed to be friends? This is so unfair but I also want to thank God because I was alive to witness it.
While they were tuning their instruments, I decided it would be a good use of my time to do some of my unfinished requirements. I started to clean up on their table as it was full of plastic cups, and instant ramen bowls, when the door suddenly opened and a tall sophisticated man came in. He was wearing glasses, and he looks like the second descendant of Aphrodite. He looked at me and blinked thrice before he went to Seokjin and whispered something. They mumbled to each other for a while, and I continued what I was doing. When I was done, I sat up quietly and started to work on my paper.
To be honest, I was never able to do any of my work. When I was about to start, they started playing a song. Jimin looks like the main vocalist of the band with Seokjin the second with the acoustic guitar with him. The song was Pop Rock, and it was very pleasant to the ears. If Jimin already looks like an angel, how can I describe how he sounds like when he sings?
Is it justifiable to say that his voice sounds so serene to that point that it feels like you’re going to heaven despite all the bad things that you’ve done your whole life just because you’ve listened to him sing?
Throughout their whole practice, I found myself speechless and completely stunned. They work so well together. It felt like they’re already recording an album of their own, or like they’re already performing in a stadium, and their voices sounded so perfect. There was no flaw; truly astounding.
Guy in the glasses who was sitting beside me suddenly spoke up, “Are you with Jimin?”
“U-uh, yeah.” I don’t know why I stuttered, but listening and watching the band feels like I was in a completely different world and the question just brought me back to Earth.
He smiled and I noticed that it was one of those boxy smiles that actually looks like a grin, but this one’s a natural. “Ah, so you’re that girl! Nice to meet you, by the way. I’m Kim Taehyung. I’m Jin hyung’s boyfriend. You can just call me Tae. I’m from the Arts department, and my major is photography. How about you?”
“Oh, I’m Y/N. My major’s Comparative Literature so you may see me spending most of my time at the library writing or reading stuff. It’s very nice to meet you too.” I said as I started to pack my things little by little while I maintained a decent conversation with him.
“Hey, that’s nice! What’s your favorite book?”
“I have a lot. Please don’t make me choose, I can’t do it.” We both laughed.
“Well then, recommend me some books that you like, and I’ll give it a read. Can I have your number? We should keep in touch for that book recommendation.”
By the time I gave him my number, the band had already stopped playing the second song. They went for a break, and sat on the sofa while discussing some ‘band stuff’ that I couldn’t relate to so Tae kept me company.
Taehyung and I were able to talk about a lot of random things and I found it very comforting. He has a way with his words that makes you feel like whatever you tell him is okay, and he’s ready to listen to all of it. I don’t usually like talking with others that much because I can’t keep a conversation going, but I really was able to open up to him more than with anyone else before.
The group went back to practice one last song, and Tae looked at the band softly as if it was a very fragile thing; as if looking at them could break them. He was smiling dearly and he whispered, “I just want to let you know that Jimin doesn’t usually interact with anyone else aside from us, so I’m really happy that he brought someone with him. These people… they’re very important to me. They’re my whole family.”
“It’s nice, having a family...” I wanted to ask him more about Jimin but it seems like I’d be invading a more intimate topic and I’ve only known them as of today. I’ve already been intruding too much.
“It really is.”
“Oh, that reminds me. I’m sorry if this is out of the blue, but I’m really curious. How did you guys know about me?”
He looked at me, contemplating on what to say. “Actually, we didn’t hear about you from Jimin. Yoongi hyung was the one who told us. He said something about an interesting girl who likes Jimin, and that’s that. Said you guys only bumped into each other, but he gave you Jimin’s number. Hyung always had a great eye for people; it’s as if he sees something that we don’t.”
I stared at him. I don’t know what to do with that information.
“It’s just that when they both came late that night, Yoongi hyung kept reminding Jimin to check his phone from time to time as he may receive a text. So all of us kind of waited for the text and since nothing came up, we accused him of lying. We must’ve been creepy because we all knew about you. Sorry.” he smiled apologetically.
I was quick to dismiss it because I felt embarrassed. “No, it’s okay. I’m actually very embarrassed because I know I’m intruding, and we didn’t really meet normally, you know. I don’t know what you’ve heard from Yoongi about how we met. Also, this is only the second time and we haven’t introduced ourselves formally--”
“Wait. You still haven’t introduced yourselves to each other? You and Jimin?”
I smiled shyly at Tae and looked at Jimin. “Yeah. I only know his name is Jimin because that’s how Yoongi called him a while ago. Also, I’m not sure as to why he brought me here or something, I’m just going with the flow? I’m really sorry.”
It was his turn to laugh. “Oh my, you guys are so funny! I have absolutely no words.” The band started wrapping up by this time, and I suddenly want to run away when it all sank in how unusual and totally embarrassing I am.
As soon as I saw Jimin walking to me, I immediately want to disappear. He smiled at me and asked me if we should already go. I feel hot all over, it’s as if I’m going to have a fever. I don’t have the courage to look at him anymore, the one that was lent to me has already expired. I just want to be swallowed whole by the ground.
“Hey?” he tried to look into my eyes, and I looked at Taehyung asking for help through telepathy and he just laughed at me.
“It’s okay, you guys can go. We have already finished talking, anyway.” He said while flailing his hands dismissively, and left us both on the couch. Noooo!
“Are you okay?” Jimin asked, worry evident in his eyes.
I tried to look at him, and failed. “Uh, sure. I mean, yes. Let’s go. Oh. Where are we going?”
He smiled at me. “How about we talk at the park behind the building first?”
“Okay, sounds good.” No, it doesn’t sound good. I did not think this through. I’m not ready for this.
Jimin waved goodbye to the group, and I smiled at them before leaving. We walked silently towards the park, and the people greeted Jimin the same way they did when we got here.
He’s glowing. Wherever he goes, it’s like the light follows him.
We arrived at the park he was talking about, and we sat side by side on a bench waiting for someone to start a conversation. We both were looking at the students passing by the park and kept silent for a while until I started to have the courage to talk to him.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to make things awkward for you and your friends. Also, I must’ve creeped you out with how we met or the things I was saying. But it was true, you know. I mean, just some of it. I won’t sue you, I promise.” I blurted out.
He laughed at look at me intently. “Hey, it’s alright. I’m not mad or anything. But shouldn’t we get introduced with each other first?”
“Right. I’m Y/N and I major in Comparative Literature. I’m graduating next semester.” I extended my hand to him for a handshake and he took it immediately while smiling.
“I’m Jimin. I major in dance. I’m also hoping to graduate next semester.”
We talked for a while about our major and how he bumped into me that night due to the gig that they were catching up to. Jimin was a kind person, his smile never faded the whole time we were talking and I found out that it was very easy to make him laugh. He shared a lot of stories about their gigs and their adventures as friends. It was normal and simple talk about his life and some of mine. He kept the conversation going, and he never ran out of things to say.
It was already dark, and the lamp posts started to lit up. Jimin was still talking about his professor who keeps forgetting stuff, and I’m just staring at him. His eyes turn a crescent shape when he smiles, and he looks genuinely happy. The kind of happy when you give a child a lollipop or candy.
He was like a twinkling star when he talks. He lights up the darkness surrounding us. Looking at him on this moment makes me think how many stars are there in the universe. It also makes me think if anyone can shine bright than the one star in front of me--I bet not.
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summary: park jimin is part of a band on their college, and they’re famous because of it. one day, he bumped into a girl and i guess you can say that his life was changed forever. the good thing is, it was the same for her.
[friends to lovers!au, college!au]
pairing: park jimin x female reader
genre/tags: fluff, comedy (hopefully lol)
a/n: hello! actually, this has been sitting on my drafts for a while now (i have a lot in my drafts but i’m too lazy to write sometimes lmao). since this will be the first one i’ll be posting here, i’m quite excited and nervous hehe. i hope you give a lot of love for this au. and i sincerely appreciate any feedback you have with my writing so please do comment or leave feedback! i’m aiming for this au to be short and light, so hopefully, it would only be five chapters. here it goes... enjoy reading!
Chapter 1: Prologue
The world went into a stop--a complete pause.
Sure, it hurt. I felt hurt when my arm was pushed by some stranger who’s running from who-knows-what and I was so ready to burst out when I looked at him and he looked at me, and I swear to God, the world went into a stop. Just like how it’s usually seen in the movies.
I was completely stunned. I can’t even say if stunned is the right word for it, but my head’s blank. His hair was silver and it shone brightly under the streetlight. He was wearing a simple plain white v-neck shirt with black ripped jeans, and he smiled brightly at me. I couldn’t even see his eyes when he did; I just know that it was the most beautiful smile the world could offer. He was magnificent, and he initially wiped off all the bad things that happened today.
He abruptly stopped. “Are you okay?”
Yes, I wanted to answer but the words didn’t come out. He is dazzling, and I may look dumb for staring right into his soul, but I really can’t help it. It’s like he put a spell on me by simply bumping into me.
“I’m sorry, I’m really in a hurry.” He looked behind me and dashed off.
That’s when it hit me--
He’s a thief.
“Hey!” I shouted at him while he continued to run away from the spot where he hit me. “You can’t just run off after stealing my heart like that! Pay for your crime, thief!” He was still running by this time but he turned his head for a while only to smirk at me.
That was when the world stopped for real this time.
The people on the street stopped walking to look at me; some were laughing, some were filming, I don’t know. I must have completely lost it because I wouldn’t be doing something like this if I was in my right mind.
I stupidly hid my face using my hands in hopes of redeeming myself, and slowly turned back when I bumped into someone--again. Today is really shitty, but what’s with me bumping people twice? My eyes were on the road I was walking on!
While I was secretly getting pissed off at me for being me, the person I bumped into held my arms and asked, “Are you okay?”
I hesitated to look at whoever it was, but my mind was winning on the good side argument and kept telling me to say sorry and move on. “Yes, I am. No worries, you can move along now.” I said as I stepped aside so I can finally go home.
“Hey, I’m sorry about my friend back then. We needed to catch something so… Anyway, he isn’t usually like that.” So they’re friends, huh. Is this some kind of modus because when I turned to look at him, this guy looked handsome as well.
I noticed that he was carrying a guitar on his back. He looks so pale (maybe if there’s a male version of Snow White he’s perfect for the role), and he’s wearing an all-black outfit together with his cap.
“Don’t worry. I can’t actually sue him, right?” I said while clenching my backpack strap.
“Wait, you want to sue him? Because he bumped into you?” He looked surprised.
“No, silly.” I smiled at him, and hearing my answer made him relaxed as well. I’m actually the silly one here, but... “I want to sue him for stealing my heart and running just like that.” This time, the guy in front of me was really shocked and he held his guitar bag tightly on his shoulders… and then, laughed.
Was I joking, though? No, I wasn’t.
I was about to go my way and be completely done with whatever happened today when he grabbed me by the elbow. “What?” I asked, confused.
“You know, I can just give you his number.” He smiled.
“Why would I want his number?”
He was writing something on a piece of paper from a small notepad, and he gave part of it to me. “No reason. I’m giving it anyway.”
“No, thanks.” I smiled, and it may be the most sincere smile I made the whole day. Let’s be honest, we all know I want his number but I refuse to get it in this way. Refrain, self. “I’m not the kind of person who ask people for their number.”
“Okay, then. Such a shame.” He crumpled the piece of paper and tucked it in his jeans’ pocket. He calmly turned around and continued to walk.
I stared at him.
I stared at my empty hand.
Then it happened.
I ran to the guitar guy, and held his wrist. “About the number…” I couldn’t look into his eyes. “Well, if you insist on giving it to me, I’ll have no choice but to take it.” Says the one who really wanted to have his number.
He smirked, and I hate it. “You’re cute.” He handed the crumpled paper to me and said, “Thank you, Yoongi-ah,” putting emphasis on the name. “That’s me. I’m really gonna go now. Contact him or setting aside you pride will be a waste. Bye!”
If he’s going to give the guy’s number, he should have written the name as well. Anyway, I looked at the piece of paper in my hand, and stared at it for a minute or two, then I made my way home.
“It’s you who made us realize our dream and if we BTS, our music or show can support you not just for your dream but in your life, if we can cut your pain and sorrow just little down, if we can help you, that’s enough to prove who we are.” -Namjoon
hello! it has been a decade (i think?) since i last visited this blog.
i only have 24 posts here, and the aura these give are just too depressing for the current me. even though, this blog really means a lot to me so i don’t just feel like deactivating it and creating a new one. instead, i would like to turn this as my writing works archive.
most of it might be alternate universe for BTS so i hope you enjoy and i hope to meet a lot of new friends here. let’s interact! <3
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There was a moment when she knew that what came to fruition between the two of them was more than enough. She may have never twined their fingers, like the new one’s done. She may never have felt his warmth, like the new one has had in earnest. She may never have been able to delve in the sensation of his lips–but she knows for certain she made a whole different kind of impact in his soul, beyond the casing of his skin. The kind that, years later, even after the aftershocks have ceded, the spirit subconsciously searches for. She knows, eventually, he’ll look at things (little things–not even ones that scream at him, but ones that carefully glide into the center of his chest) and it’ll knock him over, push his breath away, wrench weight into the column of his throat, and urge his voice to sound, “what have I done?”. She’s made the kind of impact that involves a little soul searching; and all of the scavenging will come from his end, never hers. Not anymore.
