Ten minutes later, and against his better judgment, Jimin is lowering himself down the godforsaken trellis behind you and into his front yard with a backpack slung over his shoulder. His perfectly pressed and creased dress clothes have been replaced with his favorite blue jeans and a white t-shirt with a too wide collar that he snatched from his closet in haste. He grumbles as his timberland boots catch on the lattice and send a chunky piece of wood careening off the edge of the trellis. Another thing to add to today’s list of sins, he supposes. His mother really is going to throttle him when she gets her hands on him. He can’t help but sigh at the thought. At least if he dies, he dies in his favorite outfit.

As he slides into the passenger seat, he wonders if he should text her. He heard the commotion of his parents leaving ages ago, his mother adamant about finding good parking as she stuffed her precious yapping Pekingese in her too big purse and slammed the back door shut. The idea of them sitting there waiting for a son who never shows up makes his heart feel a little sick. So he sends something non-committal to his father, the calmer of the two- an emergency came up with a friend. I’m safe but i can’t make graduation. I’m sorry- mutes it, and shoves it in his pocket.

As you turn the engine over and begin to pull away, Jimin looks back over his shoulder and catches a glimpse of his cat’s warm terra cotta fur sitting in his windowsill. If it’s even possible, her sweet face looks confused to watch him go. Like she knows something is wrong about today. Jimin knows he’s projecting, but still, he swears he can almost hear her solemn meow as you turn the corner and he loses sight of both her and the way this day was supposed to go.

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An hour in, neither of you has said a word.

Not really. It feels strange. At some point, you’d begun playing a soft acoustic playlist in the background just to fill the air with something other than this sterile silence. Yet it remained suffocatingly still between you otherwise. Neither of you were even humming along or tapping your fingers- nothing.

The engine’s steady rumble and shaky, finger picked guitar strings remain the only sounds in the cabin as Jimin’s gaze stays pointedly focused out the passenger window. His fingertips make an absent minded profession of picking at the unraveling threads of his ripped jeans, and you try to pretend this doesnt hurt. The silence between you feels weighty, heavy- wrong. Full of all the questions he won’t ask and the answers you won’t offer.

You wish it wasn’t like this.

You wish you hadn’t had to come find him today. That things were different. That everything was different. You’re grateful that he’s here- truly, you are. It’s just that you wish you had been strong enough to do it alone. That you could’ve been braver.

That you weren’t such a coward.

That’s the one that stings the most. No matter how hard you try to push your troubled thoughts away, that’s the one that always ricochets back the fastest. You hate it. You should’ve figured out how to face this alone- but you’d been scared, and it made you selfish. You can’t help but feel guilty about the rite of passage you’d stolen from him today. You hope one day he’ll understand.

You hope one day he can forgive you.

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An hour and a half later, you find yourself on a patch of winding, interconnecting backroads so old they’re still just gravel. Tree boughs sweep low overhead in this forgotten area so far outside the city. You and Jimin had picked up some fast food at the last place you’d seen for miles not too long ago, but your bag remains folded over on the bench seat between you. You’ll eat when you get there, you think. And if your memory serves you right, it shouldn’t be too long now.

Jimin, to his credit, still hasn’t asked where you’re going as he munches unenthusiastically on his cardboard French fry. You miss the melodic sound of his voice. Especially now. It would’ve been a nice companion these last few hours. But you understand. You know him. Honestly, at this point, you’ve realized his silence is actually a gift. Jimin holds his tongue for no one, so the fact that he’s stayed beside you with little to no resistance this entire drive says a lot about how seriously he’s taking this, how important to him you are, and you’re grateful.

You know he’s upset and confused right now, and Jimin doesn’t handle feeling lost very well. It’s why he always pushed so hard in school all these years. He never could stand not knowing the why behind things. And he never handled irrationality well. So you’re sure spontaneously dragging him out of his bedroom on the biggest day of his high school career has set off more than a few alarm bells for him- yet he remains silent for your sake.

Jimin was usually a force to reckoned with in his own domain- every teacher at school knew it too. They all dreaded his inevitable irreverence and pushback when they required anything of him that he might deem unreasonable or poorly thought out. They knew good and well what a spitfire he was. He was passionate and loud about needing to understand, to be ahead of the game. It’s why he was such a brilliant student.

It’s why he should’ve been valedictorian.

That nauseous twinge is back in your gut, but you push it down as you turn down a particularly neglected road and something else swirls in your chest. Ivy and brambled blackberry plants have twined themselves around the rusted iron gate at the end of the lane in front you. The trees dip low and wild as you hop wordlessly out of the truck to undo the padlock chaining the ancient gate to the sunken wooden fence line.

The air here is so much lighter, so much cleaner than in the city, and a wave of nostalgia grips you so tightly you fear you may collapse. Eyes fluttering shutas your shoulders dip, you let the old memories overtake you as you still in the high grass by the gate.

You can’t remember the last time you were here, and the thought makes tears that you refuse to shed prick the corners of your eyes. Things should never have gotten this bad, you think- but here you are. Breathing deeply, you turn the numbers on the lock through sheer muscle memory and trudge bare legged through the high summer hay to push the gate wide open, your graduation robes abandoned hours ago.

Hopping back into the truck, you direct it through the gate like slipping through a portal into another world- a gentler world. A sweeter time in a simple place that was always kind to you, even when the rest of the world was harsh. You hope it will be gracious enough to accept you again now as you slip out yonce again to push the gate shut before driving you and Jimin a mile deep out into the center of the beautiful, wild, undisturbed hay field.

Shifting into park, you take a deep, trembling breath and turn off the engine.

“We’re here.” You whisper in the stillness.

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✨full fic coming soon! ✨

[ SPOILERS AHEAD ]

I didn’t know what to expect when I clicked the notification that obi posted a new story on ao3, I saw the tags and I knew this would be an interesting story and it was... fuck ~ this scared me so much because jimin was the horror villain I was exactly avoiding for years and years...

so the story starts with Seokjin, Taehyung, and Namjoon (the holy trinity), Jin and Taehyung are officers handling the string of murders happening in their area and Namjoon was MC’s attending psychiatrist she was diagnosed with insomnia, manic depression, and anxiety and she also claims to know who’s behind the killings that the officers can’t seem to find.

let’s do this quickly (a lie ig hjskafhkjas) since this is a quick read, MC claims that the man behind Min Yoongi’s death was Park Jimin her former lover, she doesn’t have any solid evidence because there wasn’t anything left behind on Yoongi’s apartment but she’s certain it was Jimin because he took her to his apartment to show her his dead body. all I could think of reading those lines was man this is fucked up, but before the murders happened Jimin was the perfect boyfriend he was all about MC, he was everything a girl could ever ask for, he paid attention and knows everything about her but little did she know that it wasn’t cute that he knows everything, it was creepy, he became obsessed the longer they were together or maybe he was just good at flattering her and hiding his true nature making her see him as a doting boyfriend instead of an obsessed creep who wants her all for himself.

why did Yoongi had to die? because Jimin was right he was romantically (maybe sexually) interested in MC and he won’t allow him near her, Jimin was crazy for lashing out and and forcing her to show everyone she belonged to him thru public sex - Jimin lost it, he was far too gone, far too obsessed and that’s when the string of murders started, first off he got rid of Yoongi followed by a few people who meddled with their “relationship” all of them had to go, no one can ever take her away from Jimin, she belonged to her.

soooo when op tagged “it actually gets pretty angsty for awhile there, but i love me some sad smut ;(” she wasn’t lying at all like this was so hot it’ll get you wet as soon as you start reading because the excitement of having the crown prince desire will have your libido shooting up for real (at least that’s what happened to me because of the black fur and prince jimin’s cockiness ugh)

[SPOILERS AHEAD]

the entirety of this fic will satiate your lust for Jimin everything will have you drooling and praying that all of this was real and your not just immersing to imagine and feel something, this is exactly the Park Jimin in my head, royalty or not I like him being cocky and so sure of himself like his cock is the best out there you know hjdfhgjksd anyways, despite all the good fucking op made sure that angst will be felt, chapter one ended badly because after all the things they did and the undeniable love that was lingering in the air Jimin was set to marry a princess and MC was nothing but a lowly maid that’s never fated to marry someone with high status, she wasn’t born with a silver spoon in her mouth and she will have to deal with it for the rest of her life.

just when you thought you had enough of Jimin and that the next chapter will feel angsty af well you’ll feel that BUT the smut here? all I can say is if I was MC and was given the same opportunity to pounce on Jimin one last time before I let him go and let him out of my system i’ll do everything to make sure he’ll never forget what we had and how he was made for me and that he won’t ever feel the same with somebody else. before you start chapter two I highly suggest you take a deep breath because these two will risk everything and I was like nope that’s impossible they’re crazy but i’m also rooting for them because who wouldn’t want one more night before moving on? (fun fact I can’t relate to the break-up sex here part of me wants to but the logical side of my brains tells me not to and that I shouldn’t add more regretful memories ~ when i’m done, i’m done) even if they had to fuck with Jisoo on the side, it made my heart beat fast knowing they’d be caught any minute, I’ve seen porn like this and always thought is the other person on high on diphenhydramine? why can’t they hear or feel anything? long story short this is probably one of my favorite shameless cheating scene in fanfiction, I was lowkey expecting MC to walk away when Jisoo and Jimin started talking but ya girl ain’t a quitter she’s there to get her breakup sex! BUT once again op said you got what you wished for time for me to dump some angst and make your heart hurt and fuck it hurt badly that wedding scene scarred me, what Jimin did will forever be in MC’s head, looking at her saying his vows was dangerous, he was sorry but can’t do anything about it and that’s the worst.

months later after leaving the palace, MC was trying her best to move on but just when she thought she’s finally making progress she learns that she’s pregnant, I mean who wouldn’t be after having so much sex with Jimin and letting him paint her walls with his seed, I felt sad reading this chapter because MC is carrying the weight of the world on her shoulders, she lost everyone and is now starting over with a baby on the way, I was happy she met Sumi and had someone support her during those trying times, the harsh reality of being poor and falling for a royalty hit harder during this chapter even if we insist that they should fight for their love it’s not that simple, MC was selfless and selfish at the same time, selfless for thinking of Jimin and his future, the future of their country and their kingdom, she was selfless for sacrificing her true love but was selfish for denying Jimin her love and the child that’s the fruit of their endless love-making, denying their child of their father, denying herself of happiness because she had this mindset that this was it for her.

there’s no way I would hold back my love for this masterpiece that starts light-hearted, funny, pervy, chaotic, and all over the place then quickly escalates to reducing us readers into a puddle of overflowing emotions, I was crying because I have been laughing from the start and then laughing crying turned to ugly crying and idk anymore like why? I was laughing moments ago and now i’m feeling emotions and things and the tears suddenly felt hot and heavy *i’m a mess*

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“Bless me, Father for I have sinned.”

this was wild, the husky voice that flowed freely out of MC’s mouth got me wheezing (girl are you undercover or something?), this is supreme crack, the way Jimin scolded her for having a laundry list of sins which she answered with the fact that her therapist blocked her on facebook ghadsjfgahsd which proves how talkative she is ~ probably chewing off her therapist’s ear and burning her fingertips because she needs to reply to all of her ramblings, and then the question that almost made Jimin’s soul left his body finally left her mouth “... is anal a sin, father?” I snorted so hard my nose feels like it’s on fire, srsly? who would ask a priest in such pristine and holy environment whether or not anal sex is a sin? also, I love how she shamelessly inquired about the fine print on anal, wow a woman without filter, I like her, I’ll offer my heart to her.

“You’re right. Where was I? Stopped going to church, did it in the butt—oh right! I want to kill I haven’t. But I want to kill my ex. He’s a really shitty guy—“ if this isn’t my life summarized, I once dated a guy who convinced me to stop going to church (I grew up in a catholic household so church was a big deal ~ he was catholic too and had served the altar during his youth, up to this day idk why he steered me away from the lord ~) and I agreed, then the butt thing let’s not discuss this because some things are better left unsaid ~ and on killing, yeah I thought I wanted to do that to my ex because he was shitty like super shitty but I don’t have the heart to do that.

“Okay! Okay! I’m sorry! I just have one more thing to confess and that’s it, then I’ll leave,”  “I showed a priest my tits.”

this is where I lost it, Park Jimin, a tits guy who’s about to be ordained have been tempted by a girl with a penis of him in her precious locket, that is summarization at its finest, but crack aside the bond they have is something I want in life, no filter needed, they’re not ashamed of saying what they want to say, or doing what they want to do, they were perfect together like that, and then MC finally broke the news why she was there, why she drove for hours just to see him, I was saddened by the news until she started talking about how shitty her dad was, and then the conversation started shifting to one where an immersive reader will drown in emotions, MC had always been in love with Jimin, even if he wouldn’t reciprocate her feelings she stayed friends with him, she was the most relatable best friend who’s in love with the idiot or should I say emotionally constipated and in denial bff, I would be possessive too if i’m in love with my friend/bff! but will ultimately support their happiness (lol because I would be crying, why not me T_T), anyways, her straightforward and funny way of delivering her confession made my heart hurt Park Jimin was the source of her happiness and sorrows, he was everything she could ask for but could never have, he’s always near yet so far, he was perfect for her but he thought it was better to hurt her sooner than later, they were the type to crash and burn and if they burn and turn to ashes Jimin wouldn’t be able to take it, he loved her, he loves her.

“I was always frustrated because you ruined me. You made me think every man was like you but there’s only one Park Jimin. I would know, because … I spent a really long time looking for him.”

first of all, I don’t think I have read anything with this pairing a Namjoon x OC/Reader x Jimin story so I was delighted as soon as I saw the relationships info on ao3, the only confusing thing for me was immersing into a named reader (y’all know I’m all for immersion) because it’s always strictly second person pov/y/n or third person pov/named oc that I’m used to but after a while, I got used to it and enjoyed reading the story.

[SPOILERS AHEAD - very minimal since this is an on-going story.]

this is a very interesting story, I thought it would be easy to predict what happens next but I’m actually having a hard time thinking of all the possibilities since this is an on-going story, starting off with Namjoon and Ava talking about constellations, a secret the adorable husband can’t keep, the things they’d do once they get to Australia, the veil of love and lust consuming them because they were so happy sigh honestly I heard my heart shattered when Joon said the name Ava because I thought he was cheating but turns out it was a named reader, I had to pause and re-read over and over because again this was something new to me after accepting and immersing into the story with a different name it actually had my heart fluttering once again recalling their unspoken words, their conversation in the car, the way they show their love through actions and words were beautiful until everything came crashing down, that’s when I finally realized that this will indeed be tragic as stated on the tags.

the flashbacks are very important in establishing how the couple met and how they were as lovers before getting married, this is also where we finally meet every other character that adds life to the story from Min who is very charming and knows what she wants, ugh I utterly adore her cute story with Taehyung, it really is true that when two people are meant to be together they’ll find a way back to each other, Taehyung (or Min’s boyfriend) is taking up media studies with Jungkook, Seokjin, of course, the handsome chaebol who has everything one could wish for, Yoongi and Hoseok, or the lovers who have different personalities but still bring out the best in each other and Jimin the professional dancer who made Ava realize her that she still has passion for dancing. honestly, I’m still clueless on how Jimin will enter the picture will he remain as a friend with unrequited feelings (we still haven’t established tho how he truly feels for Ava), will something blossom between him and Ava while they spend more time with each other, will he enter the picture during the present day where she will need her friends to support her now that Namjoon is most probably in critical condition (not to mention we still don’t know whether or not she is pregnant), I like that there are so many possibilities and with the transition from present to past to present makes me lose my mind in a good way because it makes the story worth investing time in.

I am looking forward to the future chapters of this story, I love how my heart has been played with way too many times from the named reader to the tragic accident, the flashbacks etc., the characterization is lovely and I wanna get to know them more, the details of the story, it’s one of the things I like about your writing (A++ to the smutty parts of the story because ngl I live for dom!Namjoon, well-written *standing ovation with flying kisses*) the air of mystery in every chapter because I wanna know what happened to them but I’m scared like what if Namjoon ends up in a coma or what if he suffers from amnesia? what if Ava is really pregnant? what if she gets devastated from whatever condition Namjoon is in and her vulnerability gets used against her but I doubt that scratching that idea rn~ but that’s just me and my imagination trying to appease my restless self while I wait for the next chapters.