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He could remember it clearly; her naked body was facing him, some beads of sweat still covering her form. She had a small blush on her cheeks, and her eyes seemed to shine as she looked at him as if he were her entire world.

“It seems my teddy bear of a boyfriend has a wild side to him?” she nudged him lightly with her elbow as he turned completely red, just looking at her sheepishly “I’m so happy I can be with you… I enjoyed this a lot, Asahi”

He chuckled and couldn’t help but let his eyes wander through her figure, admiring her. “Enjoy the sight?” she said winking at him, as he turned red again “Please cover yourself (Name), you’ll catch a cold” and then she started laughing, and he never wanted it to stop “Of course, a cold…”

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Her hands were caressing and tracing imaginary figures softly through his arms, which now were both at her sides as he hovered over her, and then she returned them to his back, that had a thin layer of sweat.

He continued thrusting into her, making sure to get to the places that made her sigh, the ones that made her shiver, the ones that made her hold tightly onto him, and say his name again and again like a prayer.

Memories continued flowing through his mind, and he let himself get lost in them, because how could he not remember all those moments with her?

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“Hey (Name)” she looked up from her coffee mug and looked at him “I was thinking… you know” he took a deep breath and continued “We’re almost finishing our careers, and since I’m already making some money from my works…” he looked up at her eyes and well, he was momentarily stunned when he saw her eyes, completely opened and shining, a look of surprise on her face “I was thinking that maybe we could move in together, if you agree with that”

When moments passed and she didn’t reply his hopes started going downfall, even if just a few seconds had passed, it felt like ages in his mind, and after this he couldn’t control his words as negative thoughts clouded his mind “I understand if you don’t want since this could be so sudden and maybe I’m not what you really want and I can understand but plea-” and he was cut off mid-sentence by her lips which pressed against his own, her arms circling his neck, her body almost completely thrown on the table to get to him.

“Of course I’d love to move in with you!” she said, her eyes shining with some tears gathering on their corners.

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But his thoughts were interrupted by his name being called. “Asahi, are you okay?” and he noticed her hands on his hips, trying to slow down his movements.

“O-oh yes I’m sorry, did I hurt you?” he asked as he stopped thrusting his hips.

“No, I was just curious about your “Oh-so-lost-in-the-universe of my thoughts” face” she said chuckling, and removing her hands from his hips to let him move freely again.

“Mmmm, I was just thinking about us, good moments” he said as he started moving again, taking notice of how her breath was getting more ragged with the rhythm of his thrusts.

“Y-you are too sweet for your own good” she said in between pants, familiar warmth spreading in her lower stomach.

He lowered his body onto hers, but always cautious of not crushing her, and enveloped her with his arms, his thrusts becoming more and more erratic as he felt his own climax approaching. Suddenly, her hands were tensing in his back, nails digging on his skin, and her moans filled the room, and his mind.

And then, as the waves of pleasure roamed through his body, he had a single idea on his mind.

“Mingyu?” you called out as you raised your head and looked around the room, but apart from you it was totally empty. You let out a big sigh as you let your head fall back onto the pillow, disappointed. Lately Mingyu was always so busy working, you rarely got to spend time with him. Just last night the two of you even had a little argument about it, he ended up promising you he was going to stay at home all weekend. You were excited to finally have him all to yourself for once, even if it was just for a little while. But yet, he was gone.

You got up, looking around the room for some clothes. You ended up choosing Mingyu’s shirt that was hastily thrown on the floor last night, making you replay yesterday’s events in your head. The memory made you blush as you ruffled through your underwear drawer for some panties.

You were walking down the stairs when you suddenly heard a loud cough coming from the kitchen, making you jump so hard you almost fell down. After you took a second to calm down, you realized who that cough belonged to and started running the rest of the way down. You walked into the kitchen, where you were met by the sight of your half-naked boyfriend standing over the stove. He wasn’t wearing a shirt and had his bare back turned towards you, exposing his beautiful tan skin. You watched him for a second as he was working hard in the kitchen, your cheeks feeling hot as you studied every muscle.

This was nice.

You walked closer, noticing he was wearing earphones and dancing absentmindedly. This was your turn to make him jump, you thought. You walked up from behind him, put both hands on his sides and started tickling him.

He let out a loud sound, which could only be described as a ‘squeak’. He turned towards you whilst taking out his earphones.

“Don’t scare me like that!” He whined, throwing his arms around your body and picking you up as he hugged you tightly.

“Oops!” You said in the most innocent voice you could manage, and gave him a quick kiss as an apology, making him grin as he put you back down. He sighed contently as he looked you up and down, pulling you closer again.

“Good morning babe,” he mumbled against your skin as he left small kisses on your cheek and neck, making you chuckle.

“Good morning... Why were you wearing these? We have a speaker, you know,” You asked as you pointed towards his earphones.

“You were sleeping so soundly, I didn’t want to wake you up,” Mingyu said as gave you another peck, refusing to let go of you. Not that you were complaining.

“Maybe you should’ve woken me up... I actually thought you left already,” You admitted.

“What? Of course not. I promised you we were going to spend more time together, didn’t I? I was just making us breakfast,” He said, finally letting go of you to gesture to the oven behind him.

“Pancakes?” You asked excitedly as you sniffed the air, smelling that familiar sweet scent.

“Yeah, I know they’re your favourite,” He winked. You grinned, pulling him back in another hug.

“Thank you... And thank you for not leaving,” You said softly. He pulled away slightly to grab your face and make you look at him.

“I always keep my promises. I love you, okay? Don’t ever forget that,” He said as he looked you in the eyes. You felt your heart swell up from all the love he was giving you, your cheeks turning slightly pink.

“I love you too,” You managed to get out before he pulled you in for a kiss. This kiss, that was only supposed to be a simple peck, quickly turned into a full-on make-out session. One moment you were standing up, but the next he had lifted you up and set you down on the counter, standing in between your legs. One of his hands was under your shirt, whilst the other was massaging your thigh. The sound of soft moans filled the room. He removed his hand from your thigh and moved it to your hair, softly tugging on it to make you tilt your head backwards, giving him full access to kiss your neck. You ran your hands over his muscled chest, moaning as he was kissing a trail downwards your neck, stopping when he reached the neckline of your shirt. He moved his hands to the hem of the shirt and was about to take it off when you happened to glance at the oven.

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You were cleaning the kitchen when you heard someone open the door and enter.

“Love, is that you?” you said while whipping your hands

You heard fast footsteps approaching the kitchen, and saw your boyfriend appear in the door. He ran to you, and encircled your body in a tight hug, taking your breath away from the surprise.

“L-love I can’t breathe properly” you said, and he immediately loosened up his embrace, never letting you go. After a few moments, he let you go, and shoved a bag in your arms. You looked at it questioningly, and looked inside, and the air left your lungs again, but this time for a different reason.

Inside of the bad, you could see what looked like a jersey with the number four on it, just as he used in middle school. You took it off the bag, and looked at it. “Kyoutani” could be read, above the number four. You looked at your boyfriend, and you felt your heart stop at his smile, it was bright and wide, a smile you loved to see on his face.

“Congratulations!” you shouted, and you couldn’t help but throw yourself into his arms, and started covering his face with little kisses and at the same time you told him all you wanted to say.

“I knew” smooch “you” smooch “could do it” smooch “You’re” smooch “the best”. And you finally gave him a big kiss on the lips.

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Since then, he had continued training a lot, and you noticed his tired state after practices, how the tension was slowly building up on him. So today, you would surprise him, making his favorite food, hamima chicken. You weren’t used to prepare it, despite that; you were trying your best, since you wanted to spoil him like he deserved.

Time passed by, and the food was ready. You were pretty content with how it had turned out, it seemed well, and oh god it smelled good. You started preparing the table, when you heard the front door open, and went to welcome your boyfriend.

“Kyoooooooooou!” you said, throwing yourself in his arms, hugging him tightly.

“Hello (Name)” he said, and you couldn’t help but notice how tired he sounded.

You looked at him and said grinning “I made hamima chicken”

“I noticed it smells really good in here” he said, and bent down to capture your lips in a kiss, which you happily returned.

You just stayed like that for a while, embracing each other’s presence, before going to the living room to eat.

As you both sat down on the table, you thanked for the food, and proceed to eat. As you saw the fork with the food you prepared nearing his mouth, you couldn’t help but stare and wait for him to taste it, since you hoped he would like it. He noticed you staring and asked “Why are you staring?” and as you blushed; you told him “I j-just wanted to know if you liked it”

Realization downed on him, and he ate the food. His expression remained neutral, maybe kind of impassive, but as your hopes were going down, he told you “It is fine, maybe next time we could do it a little less spicy”

You sighed, a little more tranquil now, and you proceed to eat too. But as the food touched your tongue, you felt what it seemed like a fire spreading through it. Immediately you started drinking water and started laughing, and you told him “Next time, you’ll definitely help me”.

The rest of the meal passed peacefully, in a comfortable silence. As you were about to clean the table, he stopped you, and started picking up the dishes himself “what a gentleman” you thought. And as he went to the kitchen, you went to the bathroom to prepare a bath for both of you, since you knew he wouldn’t turn it down after his long day.

When you couldn’t hear more sounds coming from the kitchen, you guess he had finished cleaning, so you called out for him. “Love, come to the bathroom” and after that, footsteps could be heard approaching.

You were in the bathtub already, making sure the water was warm, and making sure the bubbles didn’t get out of control. He entered, and saw you there “Oh, did you forget the towel?” he said.

“Nope, I was just waiting for you” you said, and when he cocked his head to the side, you asked him “Will you join me, Kentarou?”

He nodded, and started taking off his clothes. You opened your legs, wishing for him to sit in front of you, but he shook his head and positioned himself behind you. When he had sunk on the water, he pulled you close to his chest, his arms holding you in a tight embrace. “You’re spoiling me too much (Name)” he said.

“I’m not” you said, followed by a small laugh “I’m just giving you what you deserve, after all that hard work you’ve been doing” and even you couldn’t see his face, when he said “Thank you” you could visualize the small smile on his face.

You stayed in the water in silence, and after a while you decided to break it. “You know?” he hummed “I’m so proud of you” he tightened his hold on you “I’m happy to see that your efforts are paying off, to see you so happy” you sighed “I love to see you like this, doing the thing you enjoy the most” you were silent for a moment, and continued “I love you Kentarou, I love you so much, and I don’t want to see your happiness end”

The coffee shop was completely empty apart for him and Seokjin, the barista, who was busy cleaning some countertops, shooting a worried look his way every once in awhile. He was lucky to have befriended the nice man, who opened the door when he saw Jimin walking past his shop, drenched in rain without an umbrella or even a hood to shelter him.

“What are you doing here at this hour? Come in, you’re going to get a cold!” He had said whilst pulling the unresponsive Jimin inside. He had pulled him towards one of the tables and forced him to sit down, taking off his jacket which was completely soaked in rainwater.

“Jimin… Are you okay? Please say something, I’m worried about you… Let me make you a drink,”

And I know All of your warmth is real The blue flower your hand was picking I want to hold it but It’s my fate

Jimin leaned his head against the cold window, sighing deeply as he recalled what happened just an hour earlier.

“I can’t do this anymore Jimin… I just can’t…” “I know…” “I love you, so much, but this is not healthy, for either of us,” “Please…” “No, it’s over”

It’s over.

Only two words. How could they possibly be so gut-wrenching?

Don’t smile to me Lie to me Because I can’t get closer to you There’s no name you can call me

Jimin should have seen this coming, after all, it was his fault. He was never good at relationships, he always seemed to mess things up. But this time it was different. He was in love, no matter how much he tried to deny it or tried to push it away. He was in love. He should have been more honest, shown that he wanted to fight to make things work, but instead he just let it happen. He always did.

You know that I can’t Show you me Give you me I can’t show you a ruined part of myself Once again I put a mask on and go to see you But I still want you

That was the reason for the breakup in the first place. Jimin just let things happen, never opened up about his personal problems and insecurities, he just let things bottle up inside of him, for them to eventually burst out at the most inconvenient times. Of course, when this happened, things always ended up with both parties yelling and crying their eyes out.

Jimin knew they were right, it wasn’t healthy for either of them.

He wished none of it happened, he wished he had never met the person who would later break his heart in a million pieces. But at the same time, he couldn’t imagine a world where they didn’t meet.

Bloomed in a garden of loneliness A flower that resembles you I wanted to give it to you After I take off this foolish mask But I know I can't do that forever I have to hide Because I'm a monster

He recalled all the times they yelled at each other, sharp words being thrown around like they were meaningless, making their throats hurt. The times one of them threw a plate on the floor, resulting in a loud shattering sound, glass shards flying across the room, the guilt they both felt after. The countless nights both of them stayed up, not being able to catch any sleep after another fight. The times they made up, tasting each other’s salty tears when they kissed. The soft apologies they managed to mutter as they made love afterwards.

Yes, he should have seen this coming.

I am afraid I am shattered I’m so afraid That you will leave me again in the end Once again I put on a mask and go to see you

Jimin felt a tear roll down his cheeks, snapping him out of his thoughts and pulling him back in the present. He glanced at Seokjin, who was still cleaning up, or rather pretending to clean up so he could keep an eye on his friend.

Jimin wiped his tears away and finally took a sip of his coffee, which had gotten cold by now. He watched the window as a man in a suit started running by, holding his fancy briefcase over his head in an attempt to protect himself from the rain, he looked like he was in a hurry. So much so that he collided with someone else, a familiar face. Both of them fell to the wet floor.

Jimin moved to stand up, but for some reason he couldn’t, something was holding him back.

Maybe back then A little Just this much If I had the courage to stand before you Would everything be different now

He heard the man yelling to the person Jimin loved, cursing them out as they both got up. The man wiped down his suit as he walked past the other, violently colliding their shoulders as they passed each other. Jimin’s ex didn’t respond however, they just looked at the window, meeting eyes with Jimin. For some reason Jimin couldn’t move, it was as if he was paralyzed.

A thought popped up in Jimins head; maybe this was fate?

I'm crying in this sandcastle Disappearing Falling down Left alone, looking at my broken mask

But Jimin didn’t believe in fate.

His heart ached as he saw tears forming in the eyes of the person outside. He wanted nothing more than go outside in the pouring rain and engulf them in a big, warm hug. But he knew, no, both of them knew that wouldn’t be a smart idea. And so, he sat back in his seat, trying to relax his muscles as he didn’t dare to take his eyes away from the other, scared that they would disappear.

His heart dropped when the other person shook their head and walked away, a defeated look on their face. It was then when Jimin felt his cheeks were wet, he had been crying his eyes out without even realizing.

This was going to be a long night.

And I still want you But I still want you But I still want you And I still want you

A/N: I love this song and it’s meaning so much, so i hope i did it some justice. anyways, here, have some angst!

He liked it, sitting in the park. He liked watching the beautiful scenery. The cute purple flowers that seemed to grow there every summer, the small lake and it's vibrant blue colour which made it look like it came straight out of a fairy tale. He loved watching the little birds gathering small branches to build their homes, or the fluffy squirrels that snuck up on unsuspecting people to steal their food. He loved watching how the leaves fell down every autumn, and watching them grow back every spring.

But most of all, he loved watching the people.

The rain stops and the reflection in the puddle With a light gray background Why am I standing here? I don't know if I have a lot of thoughts or no thoughts at all

Yeah, he loved watching the people. Sometimes, he'd even see a familiar face.

For example, there was this young couple that walked their dog every day. A tall man and a woman with beautiful long hair. Some days the man wasn't there, and the woman walked the dog on her own, but she always had a smile on her face regardless.

There was also this old woman, who fed breadcrumbs to the family of ducks that lived near the lake. Sometimes, she'd even share some of the bread with the small flock of pigeons that always seemed to know when someone had food.

A group of little kids that came to the park every now and again to play hide and seek, until their parents came to collect them. 

A pretty girl, with glasses that seemed to big for her small face, who sat by one of the trees, reading a different book every week.

She wasn't there today, because today it was raining.

The thick color of a rainy day in Seoul I still can't fall asleep as I fade away 

Whenever it started raining Jungkook watched as all the people slowly started to leave, looking for shelter. Jungkook didn't leave however, he loved when it rained, because that only meant one thing.

There was this boy, about the same age as Jungkook. He only came to the park when it stared raining, and left as soon as the rain stopped. Jungkook had never really seen his face, because it was covered by the big hood of the oversized yellow raincoat he always seemed to wear, paired with bright red rain boots on his feet. Jungkook thought he looked slightly ridiculous, but he loved watching him nonetheless. Out of all the strangers he saw every day, this boy was his favourite.

You see, the stranger loved dancing in the rain. He always swirled around, his big coat twirling around him like a flowy dress. Sometimes the boy pretended he was a ballerina, doing messy pirouettes, resulting in him tripping over his own feet. But he didn't care, he kept going, dancing like there was no tomorrow. When the rain kept falling and he grew tired, he'd turn to jumping in puddles instead. Jungkook could hear him laughing every time he tripped, or every time he jumped so hard that the water would splash on his pants. Whenever he was close enough, Jungkook could even hear him humming, mostly bright, happy melodies. The stranger didn't seem to care whether or not people were looking at him funny, or maybe he just didn't notice, too busy in his own bright little world.

Jungkook envied him.

The rain stops and the reflection in the puddle I see myself looking more miserable today

Jungkook was always prepared for everything, including rain. He always packed an umbrella with him, wherever he went. Not that he went to a lot of places other than the park, he didn't really have any reason to.

Today was a particularly bad day, the rain was heavy, worse than the day before. It had already started when Jungkook entered the park, at exactly 12 pm, his blue lunchbox safely stored in his bag and his big umbrella in his hands.

He saw the yellow-coated stranger in the middle of the path, standing in a puddle, kicking the water around like a little kid. Jungkook fast-walked past him, looking at the ground. The boy stopped splashing the water as soon as Jungkook passed him, and Jungkook could feel the stranger's eyes following him. Even though Jungkook wanted nothing more than to finally see his face, he was too scared to look up. He just didn't have the courage.

As soon as Jungkook was a safe distance away, he looked back. The stranger was still staring, but he was too far away for Jungkook to distinguish any facial features. The only thing he could see was the bright smile the boy gave him before Jungkook hurriedly looked away again, his heartbeat racing.

He quickly walked to his usual spot, a fair distance away from the boy. His bench was drenched, covered by a thousand little raindrops. He tried to wipe it with his sleeve, to no avail of course. He sat down anyways, a wet patch forming on the back of his jeans. He started wiggling on his seat from the uncomfortable feeling and placed his umbrella on the bench in a way that still kept him sheltered from the rain.

He watched how the stranger started dancing again in the distance whilst eating his strawberry jam sandwiches. A feeling of contentment washing over him. This was his happy place.

However that changed when the weather became worse.

At first it was the rain, which became ten times heavier, falling down like buckets. Jungkook's feet weren't covered by his umbrella, so his white sneakers were soaked by this point. He didn't really care though. He might get scolded later, but for now it didn't matter. He was still happy.

But then the wind started picking up. The trees were swaying like crazy, making barely audible cracking sounds, branches falling out left and right. He watched as the stranger had stopped dancing, looking up at the trees whilst holding his hood, keeping it from falling down.

Then the first lightning struck, startling the both of them. Jungkook saw how the stranger turned around to run away, worriedly looking back at Jungkook a couple of times. He was slightly disappointed, he was all alone now.

Jungkook looked at his watch. 12:35 pm.

He sighed, 5 more minutes.

When the next lightning struck, he stood up to throw away his empty carton of milk, but before it fell into the trashcan, it got swept out of his hands due to the heavy wind. Jungkook ran after it, his umbrella still in his hands.

Eventually the umbrella broke, turning itself inside out.

Even when this rain stops when the clouds go away I stand here just the same

The skies were grey, indicating another rainy day was to come. Jungkook wasn't allowed to go out at 9 am in the morning, but he knew the chances of rain were high, so he snuck out anyways to buy himself a new umbrella. He needed to be prepared. The last umbrella he owned was given to him, it was a dull black one. He hated it but it did the job.

However this was his chance to buy his own one, one he actually liked.

He was inspired by the yellow coated-stranger's boldness, so he decided he wanted to do the same, be bold, be brave. And so he did. The umbrella he bought was a light pink colour, with little white cartoon bunnies on them. He loved it.

At exactly 12 pm he sat down on his usual spot, as he did everyday. He watched how the woman with the long hair walked her dog. The dog was excitedly tripling behind as the woman was fast-walking past Jungkook, probably to avoid the rain that was undoubtedly going to fall.

That was exactly what Jungkook was waiting for, the rain.

And his predictions were right, eventually it started drizzling. Jungkook proudly opened his umbrella, smiling when he looked up at the little cartoon bunnies running around as he twirled it in his hands. He started waiting for the stranger as he was drinking the last of his strawberry milk.

12:20 pm, the stranger skipped on the path, twirling around every now and again. He had a big grin on his face as he started dancing. He spread out his arms and started running in circles, Jungkook could hear his bubbly laugh from the short distance away. Jungkook was smiling happily as he watched how the stranger was swirling around.

Suddenly the boy stopped when he laid his eyes on Jungkook. His arms fell down to his sides and he tilted his head, like a confused puppy. Jungkook's cheeks immediately started feeling hot. He quickly looked down, to his white sneakers which were still wet from the day before.

He heard the stranger coming his way, his boots making little tap tap sounds with every single step he took.

Jungkook didn't dare to look up when the boy stopped in front of him, so he just kept watching their feet. His raggedy white sneakers, and the stranger's bright, red boots.

"I like your umbrella," a fruity voice spoke out, which made Jungkook finally look up.

The stranger had taken off his hood, small raindrops falling on his dark brown hair. The first thing Jungkook noticed was how pretty his face was. Every feature seemed to compliment the other. His skin was a nice golden colour, his eyes a deep brown. His hair was messy thanks to the rain, but somehow it was perfect. Jungkook thought he could be a model.

After a while, Jungkook realized he should probably answer.

"T-thanks, I like your raincoat."

A/N: soooo i wrote this ages ago, in fact, this was originally posted on wattpad but i decided to post it here as well! i hope you’ll like it!