BTS Valentineās Image/Scenario [Hyung Line]
Hello! Admin Crys here to share these drabble/scenarios that drifted in my head whilst thinking of Valentineās! This is my first time doing something like this, so feel free to give feedback on how I can make it more intriguing! Hope you enjoy~
BTS Image: Spending Valentineās together.
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You were finally going to meet up with Jin after months. Luckily, his schedule allowed him to have a little vacation around the same time as Valentineās day. You and Jin werenāt dating; just maintaining that rather close friendship. You two became close through mutual friends a year ago and have been seeing each other quite intimately. A fewĀ ādatesā here and there, stealing his sweaters, casual skinship, andĀ āif weāre both single by 30, we might as well marryā jokes. It was that kind of bond.
Stepping into the winter snow, you tightly gripped the red box closer to your frame bracing yourself against the frosty breeze. Jin invited the two of you to a small hot pot restaurant near his uncleās farm, the place of his vacation for the time being.Ā As you walked in, you noticed the bright blonde sat dead center of the restaurant. He was too concentrated on the menu to notice you until you pulled open the chair in front of him.Ā ā__ !ā He greeted you excitedly.Ā
āBlonde? Again? You know you and that hair color make my heart throb!ā You half joked as you sat in front of him.Ā āOH?? A present for me?ā Jin asked as you placed the red box into the seat next to you. You giggled at his excitement.Ā āYes, but you get to open it after we are done eating, ok?ā The ends of his plump lips curled up as nodded in agreement.
After you two were done eating, you finally had a moment to talk freely. Eating with Jin was pure sport. Both of you focused on the food in front of you both were barely able to speak as you devoured your food.Ā āAh, looks like the sun has already set, should I drop you home?ā Jin prompted.Ā Right then, your phone chimed indicating a text. You shook your head at him.Ā āItās fine Jinnie, I think my ride is here,ā you waved your phone slightly. All he did was smile before getting up from the table with you and taking you to the entrance of the restaurant.Ā
Coming up to the cashier, you reached into your pouch for payment. Jin gripped at your wrist to stop your gesture.Ā āIāll pay,ā he explained,Ā āit is Valentineās day after all.ā Youād be lying if you said your heart didnāt skip a beat at his manner. He was truly a gentleman through and through.Ā āThank you,ā was all you could manage to say as you took in his features. Big, brown eyes. A tall nose. Soft, plump lips. Just the right height to have your head buried in the crook of his neck as you hug. Broad shoulders that you leaned on through tough times.
āShall we head out?ā Jin interrupted your daze. You nodded and walked back out into the snow. A black car pulled up right in front of the curb, and before you could speak a word to him, he hits your heart directly.
āI guess we canāt marry anymore, since your wedding is tomorrow, huh?ā He asks woefully. You pursed your lips and held back the tears forming in your eyes.Ā āI..Happy Valentineās Day,ā you whispered as you pecked his cheek good bye. Before you walked away, you gave him the red box.Ā āMy presents to you,ā you kept your voice low as you were to scared he might notice your heartache.Ā
As he watched you get into the black car, he faintly saw your fiance kiss you on the cheek as you did him. Once you were out of his sight, he opened the box to see his old sweater that you would wear frequently during movie nights, simple errand runs together, and other nights in together. He took it out from the box and a little envelope fluttered out onto his foot. A simple āI will always love youā written on the face of the envelope. He opened it up and saw the reality of it all. Your wedding invitation.Ā
Faintly stepping through the doors of the Genius Lab, you placed your coat, pouch, and a little black box accented with a tiny bow onto the couch next to the entrance. Yoongi sat anchored to his desk playing with a few chords on his piano. It was nearly 1AM, February 14th. Valentineās Day.Ā
You and Yoongi never really scheduled dates, or so you called them, but this time he specifically asked you to visit him. Although it was late, you didnāt mind. You were use to meeting up at ungodly hours due to hectic work schedules.Ā As you gingerly made your way behind his seat, you snaked your arm around his neck and whispered for him to take a break. He looked up at you with a smirk and brought a hand to cup your face.Ā āIf it isnāt my beautiful muse,ā he grinned.Ā
As your cheeks heated, you backed away from him.Ā āMuse.ā It was a beautiful thing to be, but also a reminder you were nothing more to him than a source of inspiration for his music. He was intrigued with many things he found in you. College drop out, check. Strong sense of justice, check. Humble yet cunning, check. Unique career that paid the bills, check.Ā
āSo..the gift?ā He looked at you with a glint in his eyes. You smiled and ruffled his hair before making your way to pick up the tiny black box you laid on the couch.Ā You tossed it towards him as you sat on the couch. He caught it showing his gummy smile.Ā
āThank you, _ ! I hope heāll like it!ā He got up, shrugged on his coat and came up to peck your cheek goodbye. Before he walked through the door he made sure to have your heart aching again unintentionally.Ā āI love you, my muse. Thank you for introducing us!ā And as the door closed behind him, you broke down once again knowing you were only a muse. He could never love you the way you loved him, or how he loved him.
Although most of the members took time to rest during their vacation, Hoseok was still as busy as ever. Spending time with family, meeting up with old dance friends, and then going to Japan for TV show appearances with Jimin. You both made due with the little communication despite his strong worth ethics and passion. You couldnāt complain.Ā
Valentineās would mark the 100th day of being official. Since the special day fell on a Wednesday, and Hoseok was still in Japan, you both decided to at least spend if together through webcam. He was ecstatic to finally see you and hear your voice.Ā āBaby, say my name~ā Heād whine just to hear you call out for him. You giggled and called out for him.Ā āHoseok-ah~ I miss you~ Do you know what today is~?ā You asked coyly.
āOf course! Happy Valentineās Day, my love~ā he blew a kiss straight to your heart. Despite distance, this man really knew how to get you all giddy and bashful. But that response wasnāt enough for you. You didnāt know if it was because you were being too overly invested into the relationship, but you had a sliver of hope heād also wish you a happy 100th day anniversary. So, you acted coy again to pry.Ā āWhat else~? Today is extra extra special!ā You mimicked a baby voice in attempts of acting cute.Ā āAh~ What else is today? OH! Itās special because I finished the last track to my mixtape!ā He beamed. He had sent you the track file earlier in the day along with him dancing to it at a dance studio with his old female dance crew member. You had almost forgot about how jealous you were of his old friends.
āMmm, what else~? Nothing else~?ā You whined. He furrowed his eyes, and before he could speak, his manager came into his room.Ā āAh, one moment, babe! Manager Sejin just came in, Iāll be right back!ā And he shuffled to across his hotel room. A foreboding feeling overtaking you. You felt your smile begin to sink down, and you tried to hold down a frown. It had only been about 20 minutes into the video call and you hoped it wouldnāt be cut short since it was a special day .. to you at least.Ā
Hoseok came shuffling back in front of his laptop with a wide grin, so you thought it best to suck it up and do the same displaying a big smile. It slowly faded though, as you saw someone come up behind the seat at his desk. The women from the video earlier. Dancing, and laughing, and obviously listening to his mixtape track first as they had to choreograph to it. You felt a sting of jealous in your chest.Ā āBabe! This is Kazane!ā You both slightly bowed to each other through the webcam as he continued on.Ā āI forgot today I had promised to practice with her and a few others at the studio..ā he explained rubbing his neck. He peered up at you and saw your head droop.Ā āAh, __ ~ā he spoke in a low voice,Ā āIām sorry, I know itās a day for couples, and love and all, but-ā You interjected him.Ā āBut, youāll be back soon. Right?ā You glanced at him.Ā āItās fine, youāre there to work anyways. Iāll see you back here, in Seoul, soon..ā You spoke, voice slowly fading to a mumble.Ā
āIām sorry __, Iāll make it up to you. I promise!ā He blew you another kiss and got up from his seat.Ā āYou always promise..ā you whispered.Ā āWhat was that, babe?ā Hoseok asked tilting his head to the side like a puppy.Ā āNothing special~ Happy Valentineās, Hoseok-ah,ā you spoke softly through a half-hearted smile.Ā āBye bye~ā he grinned, and hung up the call.
No recollection of your 100th day anniversary. Not one I love you. No sense of contemplation. He was just too in love with his work as you were with him. But you couldnāt help stop loving such a passionate man even if his passion wasnāt you just yet.
To your surprise, your long time friend Kim Namjoon invited you out on a date. Not just any date at that; A date on Valentineās Day. Many of the Bangtan boys hinted his admiration for you. You just refused to believe it yourself since he was you secret crush since highschool.Ā After being asked out on a date by the man himself, you felt a sudden confidence surge through you.Ā
A chime from your phone rang as you finished styling your hair.Ā āHey, Iām in the lobby. Take your time, just wanted you to know Iām already here. See you soon, beautiful -KNJāĀ You slipped on a pair of suede tan shoes to accompany your navy blue attire. As you head down to the lobby, you couldnāt help but grin the entire time. Stepping out of the elevator, you noticed him right away. He sat near the entryway on the wide wooden bench. The sun from outside shining behind him as if was his personal spotlight. He sat casually, one foot propped up on the bench with an elbow rested on its knee. The free hand behind him as he leaned his weight back. And like magic, his eyes locked on yours instantly as you made your way.Ā
He got up to greet you, gingerly sticking his arm out for you to grab onto as he lead the way out.Ā āAnd how are you this fine afternoon?ā He asked as you both walked to his car, arm in arm.Ā āIām actually a bit .. nervous?ā You truthfully explained.Ā āAw, it wonāt be good if weāre both nervous now, wonāt it? Letās just both relax and enjoy our date,ā he smiled opening the passenger side door of his car for you.
Instead of a cliche restaurant date, Namjoon took you to a little cafe holding free painting lessons for a Valentineās date.Ā āHey, whichever drawing the teacher likes best wins ok?ā Namjoon suggested.Ā āHah! Letās do it! You know I studied oil panting, I donāt even think this will be a competition,ā you provoked.Ā āOh, weāll see,ā he smirked.
As you went on to paint, you set your supplies across from Joon. Both your the backs of your canvases facing each other. The subject of your art piece was to paint your date. Portraits were nothing to you, it was your specialty per say. You began to work diligently, sketching Joonās face first. His slim jawline, the sharp eyes that were taking in your features just as intently as you took in his. Full lips that you craved on yours. A small noses you often pressed with a littleĀ āboopā to make him stop frowning.Ā
2 hours into the workshop, you two were finally done.Ā āReady to reveal our work to the teach?ā You cocked up an eyebrow with confidence.Ā āAlright,ā he got up and grabbed his canvas, still showing you only the backside of it.Ā āCanāt I see myself before you show her? Iām kinda ... worried how you painted me,ā you tried to peer over the canvas, but he simply wrapped an arm around you and lead you to the teacher.
As she looked at the two artworks very intently, you were sure youād win. But, as she placed the two pieces back down in front of the two of you, you noticed that you were no match for Namjoon. He painted you as he saw you. Your lips the exact color of your favorite shade of coral. Your eyes almost shining like diamonds were placed in them. But what was so astonishing was the fact he painted you crying.Ā
āUhm..ā he broke your silence with a low tone.Ā āI know itās not how you looked at the moment,ā he took your hands in his,Ā ābut every time I miss you, every time I close my eyes when we are apart, I always remember your tears,ā he whispers. He brought one hand up to cup your cheek. You furrowed your brows in confusion.Ā āMy.. my tears? I get that weāve known each other so long, and youāve ... yea, youāve witnessed me at my lowest, but .. why?ā
āBecause I regret it. The day you were at your lowest. The day I lied to you. The moment I said Iād never love you like the way you loved me,ā he gazed deep into your eyes. Your vision began to blur slightly as his painting was coming to life. Tears slowly rolling down your cheeks.Ā āIām sorry.ā He wiped the tears away with his thumbs and peppered kisses on your forehead.Ā āI love you, __ , Iāll make sure youāll only cry from happiness from now on.ā His soft lips pressing onto yours and you smiled into his kiss.Ā āI love you, too, Kim Namjoon.ā