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𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐃𝐀𝐘 & 𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐘 / 𝐍𝐎 𝐂𝐋𝐔𝐁 𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐒

━━━ The weekends are the most dreaded time of the week. To consume what feels like an eternity without their moonlit nymph, their November rain is to bleed onto concrete with daylight dimming as seconds, minutes, hours, days walk by you. This is Jin’s precious time with you, as he claims, and grasping the fact that he gets to bathe in lilac perfume and awestruck swans whilst the boys let their tears paint pillows with its heavenly glow sparks tremendous envy none of them ever knew they were capable of summoning. Jealousy is what we shall call these lovelorn weekends. Pure and unadulterated resentment.

𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐘 / 𝐖𝐑𝐀𝐏-𝐔𝐏

━━━ Ah, finally! To be lost within the depths of the sea, they have withdrawn, for the sirens of the sea have led their souls to safety. The club shall recapture the previous week, also drowning in the heart of new exclusive content from the weekend prior. With a comment or two from Jin of the day before, he then puffs his chest in pride once he catches sight of fire within their eyes. That ache ends with Spring’s embrace, but that envy trembles like a ghost in the attic. Always following, always lingering. These boys are quite possessive, you see, but they must always respect their leader, for he holds the power of their ability to see their angel’s heart in the palm of his hands. It is jealousy, but it is glittering infatuation, too.

𝐓𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐃𝐀𝐘 / 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆

━━━ On Tuesday’s (the second most dreadful time of the week), the boys will involve themselves in training and pushing their bodies to its limits. These long, exasperated hours usually consist of the boys groaning in annoyance and whining about craving to see their Y/N, all whilst Jungkook brags about his muscular physique and how he is much stronger than the rest of the fiends in that room. He enjoys that rivalry when he gloats about how he can fight better for you, also sharing fantasies of carrying you like a prince/princess as they all smolder in anger. That following night will involve eliminations of friends who are a little too close to liking or others who have dared to put even the smallest of frowns on your impeccable face. You are a lover’s moon, a neon manifestation. You are in every means ethereal perfection and these boys will do everything in their power to protect the one they love most at all cost.

𝐖𝐄𝐃𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐃𝐀𝐘 / 𝐏𝐎𝐄𝐓𝐑𝐘

━━━ After the outrage boils down and bloodstains have been purified of their sins, Wednesday’s consist of honeyed words adorned of infatuation and Summer’s tulips. This is a “writing” club, after all. Each member will share their pieces that surround you with passion painting their heartfelt gazes. Yoongi and Taehyung are the only members who perfect this task flawlessly and put their blood, sweat and tears into every poem. The others aren’t as elegant, per se. As they share their pieces with blushing cheeks and lovesick smiles, their poems always accelerate to fantasies of domestic bliss. Days where they can hold you tight in their arms under the cotton candy sky; days where they can drown you in their obsession and kisses. Jimin once even let these fantasies go to… hotter places... Yeah, the others weren’t too thrilled about that.

𝐓𝐇𝐔𝐑𝐒𝐃𝐀𝐘 / 𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐃𝐘 𝐒𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍

━━━ Thursday’s consist of our members swamped in study guides and reviews and a few arguing with each other on something small as what shade of y/f/c is your favorite. These tasks (and physical fights, sometimes) will help equip the boys for the quiz the following day. The quiz will feature questions such as “how many moles are on Y/N’s face?”, “down below, write the following in Y/N’s handwriting”, “how old was Y/N when they lost their first tooth?”, and “name off as many of Y/N’s mannerisms as you possibly can.” They all excel grandly, scarily. Their pure ability to know you better than you know yourself without an inkling of your knowledge is terrifying, but with the purest of intentions. After all, they think of you and let their mind, heart, and soul melt into enchantment and blushing irises.

𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐃𝐀𝐘 / 𝐐𝐔𝐈𝐙 𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓

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𝐊𝐈𝐌 𝐒𝐄𝐎𝐊𝐉𝐈𝐍

━━━ Just shy of 15! As the horrors of high school advanced in ridden leaves and hot apple cider, Jin found himself longing for a lost lover. His sublime-drowned blossom; his honey-infused summer. Y/N L/N, the beauty whose face adorned every love song to cease to exist. You had drifted apart from the beginning of middle school and had left Jin to long for infinity and your breathless romance. God, he just misses you so much. So much, he has truly forgotten what it means to feel anything. He can't pray violence on those who stole you away, he can't beg to the stars for his flowerchild to return home. He must sit and welter within this eternal, empty ache. And as the school bell sings its song, he feels it. There you were, blowing bubblegum with your California heart, just on the corner of the sidewalk. There you were, so feverish and real. Therein, Jin feels his heart bloom under the early September sky. With you, he can finally feel.

❝ Jesus, what are you doing to me? It’s like you’re in my veins and I can’t escape you! ❞

𝐌𝐈𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐈

━━━ At the café! Vulgar poison stains Yoongi's throat as hours pass by like Autumn winds. There are no words to explain this loneliness— dependent like bloodstains and velvet silence, but before the silence of eternal nights swallows him whole, you in your pink moonlight, effervescent glow catch the young boy off guard. Yoongi chokes on his cherry bubblegum, feeling his heart elate with the blood of June. He is flustered, fascinated, in every means enthralled with a single stranger. Yoongi couldn’t put his finger on what was just so… captivating about you. Eye-to-eye contact is ethereal enough, but he pleads for these neon feelings to be mutual. He wants to reciprocate all the delight, euphoria, and sunlight you have so generously gifted him. Whether that’s by slaughtering this planet till we are nothing but dust or littering his studio apartment with crumbled sheets of failed poetry, he’ll do it in a heartbeat. Yoongi would do anything and everything for you.

❝ Oh, my Y/N, I swear… If stars could speak, you’re name would be whispered throughout this entire galaxy… ❞

𝐉𝐔𝐍𝐆 𝐇𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐎𝐊

━━━ Walking home from school! As the boy jumps into rain puddles with his damp, yellow converse, an alleyway stripped on sunlight stands before him. Hoseok then ventures into the darkness, right before the finding you, a black sheep who laughs in amusement at his fear. Now, he had presumed you to steal his lunch money or force him to do your homework, just like the rest of the junkies, but he had been greatly mistaken. You offer him a seat, as well as a swig of the cheap whiskey you kept at your knee. With that smile— oh, that laughter. Hoseok had found warmth in the silver-stained, cold moon. You, the blossoming of delicate lilies, robbed him of his heart with that sultry smile and rough voice. He is stunned into adoring silence, for there is no way someone this beautiful is talking to him, let alone acknowledging his existence. Life is no longer saturated and instead filled to a brim with hallucinations and nymphs. Life is now bold.

❝ You’re so… pretty… Gosh, I really want to kiss those bruises all over your knuckles. ❞

𝐊𝐈𝐌 𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐉𝐎𝐎𝐍

━━━ In the library! Namjoon visited the estate frequently in hopes of catching sight of the purple swan who somehow possessed the strength to soothe the cracks and clots of sorrow that bathe within his heart. There was always that alluring essence you possessed, but god, finally talking to you? It’s like lullabies against whispered starlight; melodies of unspoken folklore in the light of Summer. Oh, it is everything to drown in you. This dull life Namjoon has endured has finally been given light. And this man is willing to bleed himself dry if it means keeping the loss of twilight within his possession. He longs to be the one that can see the roots of your smile, to taste the tears of your eyes in July, to find just how far the depths of your soul may reach. It is endless, this battering heart of his. As you speak words of petals and angel’s feathers, his heart faints for what seems like the millionth time since he had first laid eyes on you. You have gifted him berries in winter’s embrace, gifted him meaning in a sea of soul’s dust. At last, you have given Namjoon life.

❝ I am still stunned into silence by just how special you truly are… How do you do it? Be so incredibly beautiful in a world like this? ❞

𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐉𝐈𝐌𝐈𝐍

━━━ At his father’s meeting! You sparked up a conversation, complimenting Jimin on his judgment of books with daylight within your irises. Just with that small act of kindness, so much joy grows within him at once, he fears his bones may shatter under the weight of it all. He has found an enchanted garden as he gets drunk off the hazy pink skies and nymph’s songs. He tastes cotton candy within your expression, manifested cupid’s kiss within the depths of your soul. Jimin has found the pure heart of an angel within you, a single stranger whose fate has been declared by a single compliment. From staying up till 4AM crafting a scrapbook littered with polaroids, loving messages to his lover and souvenirs from previous dates moments (including a single strand of your hair he found on his shoulder once) to redoing a batch of brownies 13 times in a single day all because you said they were your favorite, this boy is desperate to feel his heart elate when you speak your honeyed validation. Jimin loves you and that shall be the end of it.

❝ My sugarplum, your voice itself could make flowers grow! It certainly makes my heart grow, heh! ❞

𝐊𝐈𝐌 𝐓𝐀𝐄𝐇𝐘𝐔𝐍𝐆

━━━ The night of the theatre play! Taehyung gazes into your eyes for the sum of the movie and perceives himself enchanted with the war zone of your mind. How you tilt your head like a puppy when you're pondering over a scene or how your lip gently curls when a specific line or shot grips your liking. Oh, you are heaven beneath the mystic moon! As the evening drenched in honey nectar comes to an end, Taehyung trails after you back to your estate. And this was merely a pinprick of the blooming that will occur after. Little did he know of just how sweet this grey life can blossom into. An infatuation, like the first sunrise in the meadow after a heavy winter, flutters through his ribcage. Taehyung is willing to mold and shape himself to become the perfect boyfriend for someone as captivating as you. This may sound generic as every cliche fairytale you’d find etched into golden pages, but every time he looks at you, it’s just - fuck - he can’t imagine living a single second without you. You are addictive and Taehyung cannot seem to let you go.

❝ If someday the moon calls you by your name, don’t be surprised, because every night I talk to her about you. ❞

𝐉𝐄𝐎𝐍 𝐉𝐔𝐍𝐆𝐊𝐎𝐎𝐊

━━━ Town’s sweetheart meets the burnout! It was only supposed to be some stupid school-project, not a star-stained stroll through the ethereal trails of Versailles. You were only supposed to be a fleeting stranger, not a reminiscence of a summer morning’s moonflower in its complete bloom. But, you’re just so warm. Those would be a fool not to fall for such a seraphic soul like yours. The personification of sunshine, the manifestation of Venus. Oh, you are such a dream! This idea plagues Jungkook’s mind with paradisiacal intentions through the depths of midnight. He dreams of the melody of birds and the velvety sound of your voice as he rocks himself into an empty slumber, ignoring the burden of his father and the rodents at school. Although the revelation that he’d wake up alone in his cold sheets lingers within the back of his mind, the idea of awakening to your illuminating face melts any form of negativity. Such a fate engrossed with charm and an angel’s battering heartbeat to wake up with you every morning. Oh, one day. Maybe one day…

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𝐊𝐈𝐌 𝐒𝐄𝐎𝐊𝐉𝐈𝐍

━━━ Of course! Jin will welcome you after school with suns seething in his eyes, only to fragment like a catalyst when he catches a hint to the purple hues embellishing your dainty skin. Tender eyes run violent, heated blood decays to frost. He’ll carry out the first aid kit and ease your wounds, all hushed coos and cloying caresses reserved for you. His voice as he talks is delicate, velvet-laced, tear-stained. There’s sugar within his discourse as he asks you: “Who did this?” Despite the exterior of rose perfume and kitten’s purrs, there’s a waft of winter twilight that sleeps in the abyss of his words. There’s a weak bone beneath his facade and only you can draw out the vulnerability that rests in the depths of him.

❝ Hey, babe, you gotta tell me who did this, please. Jesus, that’s a deep cut… God, who hurt you!? I swear, I’ll turn them inside out and leave their organs on their mom’s front porch, I just-… Please tell me who did this to you, Y/N. Just tell me and everything will be alright, m’kay? ❞

𝐌𝐈𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐈

━━━ He can’t keep his composure! As the reverberation of a key in the lock immerses into your residence, Yoongi is swift to greet you like a golden retriever dashing to their beloved owner. When he finds his Y/N adorned with storm clouds and anguishing scars, the opalescent salvation is torn from his clutch like candy being taken from a child. Alas, even with each window open, the house of his heart remains in darkness. Yoongi will set you up on the counter and tend to your wounds with trembling hands, incoherent mumbles caught within every breath of his. For the following days, you should expect your lover to be clingy, for he cannot feel the fear he felt when he saw you so… broken. He can’t feel it again, he just can’t.

❝ Please! Please stay with me. I can’t bear to see you like that… Not again, not again, not again, not again, not again, not again, not again… ❞

𝐉𝐔𝐍𝐆 𝐇𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐎𝐊

━━━ It’s an everyday occurrence! You’ve been known to have a temper, so, discovering dark hues blushed upon your hands wasn’t anything out of the ordinary. Hoseok will trace his fingertips upon your wounded skin, inquisitive to what occurrence had driven you to harm another human. Maybe it was about him? Maybe you had been protecting him from someone? Oh, that idea has his heart pacing! To know you care, to bathe in the bewitchment of your infatuation. He’ll place cherry kisses upon your scars, nuzzle like a puppy into the nape of your neck, and give hums of contentment against the night-dew on your T-shirt. Despite your anger, Hoseok still is so unbelievably captivated with you. Even if you were to shatter his bones with your purple knuckles, he’ll still love you. He'll love you to death.

❝ Oh! I remember this bruise! It was from when that bully cut me in the lunch line, right…? Yes! I knew it! Oh, I’m so lucky to have you to protect me… ❞

𝐊𝐈𝐌 𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐉𝐎𝐎𝐍

━━━ Duh! You manipulated the hour of liberty to regain some fresh air, as Namjoon had forbidden you from wandering the disgusting streets of this city. Oh, and to drink the sunlight you longed so feverishly to kiss is practically euphoria’s bloom. That is until you return to your humble adobe with a bruise on your ankle that a crack in the sidewalk had gifted you. I hoped you enjoy your 5-seconds of freedom. Amongst seeing the wounds upon your leg, you are forced to stay within the walls of your bedroom as your lover insists on feeding you, pampering you, and consoling you of your worries. You swear this man takes pleasure is coddling you as if you’re a child. Plus, good luck trying to find any form of solitude. You’re stuck within his embrace for eternity. Whether you like it or not.

❝ Please don’t ever do that again. Y/N, I-I don’t- I don’t know what I’d do if someone got to you. You know the enemies my family has! Shit… Just don’t leave me like that… Please… ❞

𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐉𝐈𝐌𝐈𝐍

━━━ Do you even need to ask me that? You’ll step into your and Jimin's residence, your lover anticipating for his West Coast honey to return to his clutch. He’ll race to you as a puppy would to their owner, Hollywood hues in his irises and golden clouds upon his blushing cheeks. This daydream that’s adorned with the wings of a butterfly is swift to come to a halt once Jimin takes sight of the cuts that paint your skin. You comfort and tell him it was only a catfight with another girl at school, but you can’t seem to ignore the horrid look in his eyes when he tells you that she won’t be a problem anymore. With one call to his father, he’s already got a man to bleed that blonde dry. Now, everything can return back to normal. Jimin with his suffocating affection and flirtatious comments that make you gag. Oh, everything is perfect! If only the world could just rot away.

❝ Tulip, I can’t ever lose you. God, the thought-! Fuck… Oh, I love you, I need you, I love you, I need you, I love you, I need you, I love you, I need you, I love you, I need you… ❞

𝐊𝐈𝐌 𝐓𝐀𝐄𝐇𝐘𝐔𝐍𝐆

━━━ Obviously! Being cooped up in the cottage with your lover shattered bits and pieces of your sanity. Oh, how you missed the summer breeze! And that leaves you here, shy of a mile away from your residence without advising Taehyung that you were leaving. The embrace of grass, the fragrance of blue skies, the intimacy of poppies. God, you how you loved the naked earth. That is until you tripped over a twig and scraped your knee, crimson blood racing down your skin. Now, Taehyung was already terrified when he waltzed into your bedroom with an apple pie hot out of the oven only to see you had vanished, but when you came back? When I tell you this man was horrified upon seeing your fresh wounds, I mean it with my entire heart. His hands were trembling, pearly tears glistening down his cheeks, heart hammering like a war drum when he pulled you close into his embrace. But hey, at least you got to dance with the breeze for a fleeting moment… right?

❝ You mustn’t leave this residence without my knowledge, do you understand? Please… Please, my love, I can’t risk you hurting again. I need you here… ❞

𝐉𝐄𝐎𝐍 𝐉𝐔𝐍𝐆𝐊𝐎𝐎𝐊

━━━ 100%! With bruises heavy against your knuckles, you mentally prepare yourself for the wrath of your lover. You see, Jungkook's greatest fear was to see you in any form of pain, but to be cared for, it’s like roses against summer’s breath! You thought it was charming the way he cared for you, that is until the concern intensified exceedingly. From baby-proofing all potential threats within your household to practically balling in your arms when you got a paper-cut, it was nearly surreal the measures he would go just for your protection. But now, with hues of black and purple adorning your skin, you know the easy excuse of a bike accident won’t do. You have to face him. And the fear that stains his starlit irises when he takes sight to your wounds is devastating. He is swift to smother you in questions, press deep kisses upon your wounded knuckles, shed tears due to his eternal fear. Jungkook needs to find the party responsible for his lover’s pain. And he needs their blood.

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𝐊𝐈𝐌 𝐒𝐄𝐎𝐊𝐉𝐈𝐍

━━━ You’re the Bonnie to his Clyde! With gore lacquering both of your hands, you’ll sit at the isolated lunch table and plot your next kill. Maybe the cheerleader who’s faker than a Kardashian; maybe the class clown who "accidentally" spilled his water onto your lap last Friday. Selecting which student will welcome their brutal fate was always entertaining. As the sun sits above, you sip out of the milk carton and ramble about your next kill, whilst your lover rests beside you with his chin rested upon his palm, worship glittered in his eyes with a tender smile curling on his lips. God, does he love the violent look in your eyes. The heavy smile and the savage hands, oh, what was not to adore? God, does he love you and the bloody footprints that follow.

❝ ‘Christ, you’re cute when you ramble like that… Oh, I’m never letting you leave me… ❞

𝐌𝐈𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐈

━━━ He loves it! Tucked away in the café at the street corner, Yoongi feels euphoria kiss away at the recesses of his heart. He’s a wilted flower, espoused by the holy night of winter, and just by the presence of a single stranger, he blossoms into violet poppies. You; a Summer nymph on the dark side of the moon leave behind napkins with poems scribbled in red ink. A few deemed as inherent red flags, but, we know that Yoongi couldn’t care. Not when this infatuation gifts him a one-way ticket to cloud nine. Y/N L/N, skin like honeyed armor, eyes like aged cherry wine, scent like classical literature concealed in a library. And as you leave the café with a wink that sends his heart plummeting, Yoongi begins to ponder on a life spent several cities away, where it’s just you two, eternally together. You love him and he loves you to the moon.

❝ Um… Hot-Hot chocolate is all? Alright, I-… Um… I’ll-I’ll-I’ll have that right up soon. See you later… ❞

𝐉𝐔𝐍𝐆 𝐇𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐎𝐊

━━━ It’s pure puppy love! The amount of control you have over him is shocking, as Hoseok had quit all of his after-school clubs and even going as far as to dropout of school for the sole reason of seeing his lover more often. Those A+’s and golden stars have always been his top priority, but then he found you. You, in all of your shimmering beauty remained the only good thing in his life. You also had found elation in that stereotypical high-school crush he held that turned his knees to putty with a simple flash of your smile. After goody-two-shoes meets the town’s black sheep, Hoseok’s attention was always given to you on a dainty silver platter. You’ve always found it adorable how he passes far too many notes to you during class. You are nearly lulled to sleep by the lesson before you, only to turn your shoulder to see that sweet, blushing puppy-dog urging you to read the notes he had put his entire heart into. If he had a tail, it’d for sure be wagging like crazy. God, he’s so happy to have you...

❝ Yes! Of course, Y/N, I’ll be sure to text you once I’m home. Oh, I love it when you’re protective of me! And I love you! I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you…! Ok, I’ll see you soon, Y/N/N! To infinity and beyond!! ❞

𝐊𝐈𝐌 𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐉𝐎𝐎𝐍

━━━ Undeniably euphoric! Namjoon stands as you utter words of eternal gardens and strawberry milk. He is infatuated; so, so overwhelmingly infatuated. He needs you and not just these fleeting memories in the library. And that leaves Namjoon here, lying at his desk, auburn lamplight irradiating the crumbled love letters and lines of cocaine. He remains, ponders over honeyed days with you when abruptly, a rag is pressed against his mouth, muffling any cries for help as he is welcomed by a deep slumber. Once he is awoken, he discovers himself tied to a chair, you standing there in all of your glory. You trace your fingers upon the side of his skin, tracing crevices of moondust upon his face as tears of joy fall down the juts of his cheekbones. Namjoon sits, flourishes, and tastes his soul blossom like tulips in the spring. At last, he has found his eternal dream.

❝ Oh, Y/N! My Y/N, y-y-you have no idea… You have no idea how long and insufferable days were without you. I love you, I love you so damn fucking much! There’s no need for these restraints, my Y/N… I’m home… ❞

𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐉𝐈𝐌𝐈𝐍

━━━ He prefers it! To feel so needed; to feel so loved. Oh, it feels like July against his naked skin! Your possessiveness and overprotectiveness only fuels his tendencies. You’ll discover storms of petals in his touch, a love letter laced with honey in his smile, amorous planets in the melody of his voice. Jimin is captivated with you and the smoke that plagues your eyes whenever another person dares to place their hands on his skin. And spotting bloodstains in the laundry always has a way of sending an assortment of butterflies to flutter within his stomach. God, does he just love the way your anger blooms like a summer peach and how the way your blood boils is reserved for him, no one else. Jimin cannot breathe without your touch, but luckily for him, he holds his moon within his grasp.

❝ Oh, Y/n, I’m so lucky to have you in my life~… Please protect me forever! ❞

𝐊𝐈𝐌 𝐓𝐀𝐄𝐇𝐘𝐔𝐍𝐆

━━━ Smothers you with his love! Taehyung had initially come to terms with your obsession when he found one of his lost paintings nestled in the back of your wardrobe. Exploring the depths of your infatuation, his heart elates and dead flowers flourish beneath the young sun. Taehyung has found Eden's garden and the hypnotic universe that lies underneath the surface. From thereon, he leaves presents in your bedroom. Those shoes he saw you eyeing in the mall while he hid behind a plant, the homework that he had stolen from your bag left finished on your desk, concert tickets that he anticipated until the brink of dawn to purchase, even going as far as to leave teeth tied in a box with a silk bow, like a cat leaving its prey for their owner. He loves you so much, and there’s only so much time before he eventually carries you away from your life.

❝ My dearest, just you wait… One day, we’ll walk this land free. Just you and I for eternity… ❞

𝐉𝐄𝐎𝐍 𝐉𝐔𝐍𝐆𝐊𝐎𝐎𝐊

━━━ It’s too much for his heart to handle! Throughout the murmurs of the forest and the beasts hidden within the fog, Jungkook has found you, a life preserver in an empty sea. Those parasites that linger the halls who claim him to be the following Jeffrey Dahmer all succumb under your gaze. That’s who you were, though. You eat hearts raw for fun, skin the heathens of this town every Friday night and shatter the bones of the innocent before bed. You’re his knight in shining armor and Jungkook has come to the conclusion that this is the feeling that he has lived seeking for his whole life. He’ll thrive under your opalescent gaze and tug at the locket swung upon his neck which contains a tuft of your hair inside (you have one with his hair, too). You shield him from the demons that frolic the roads and the monsters that lurk under the bed. You love him as delicately as a lamb in a clear garden and as harshly as the blood of the dead that paints your fingernails. You love him, and god, does he love you, too.

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KIM SEOKJIN

━━━ The President! Having the much desired place as your best friend, Jin is the respected President of the “writing” club. But, with the President comes rules, and these rules Jin has created are strict, almost cruel. The one defining rule is, under no circumstances, is anyone allowed to speak to Y/N… Ever. Due to his possessive behavior, Jin never favored the idea of letting these dogs bark and yap around you, so, creating this rule did him a genuine favor. The look on their faces when he announced this rule was hysterical, too (Jimin broke into tears right then and there, Namjoon nearly broke a chair, and Yoongi almost collapsed). As much as the members despise this rule, as well as despising Jin, they must respect him. Any rule broken could bring you to serious, serious consequences.

“Hoseok, if you continue to chirp at me over your time with a single sweater, I’ll have to give you a strike. Don’t test my patience…”

MIN YOONGI

━━━ Club Secretary! With this role, Yoongi has the responsibility to run errands of certain sort, takes notes during meetings and assist to the members needs. As the boys crowd into the café he works at, he makes Namjoon his coffee and Jimin his hot chocolate with one too many sugars included. These notes Yoongi is required to take usually consist of doodles to distract himself from the pit in his stomach when Jin talks about his weekend with you or actual, useful information of facts littered here in there in his rival’s speech. He runs errands to retrieve film after Taehyung had ran out and first aid material when Jungkook bruises and breaks skin on his fists after one of his many temper tantrums. Yoongi fucking despises catering to the members, but if it’s for you, he’d drag himself through hell and crawl back.

“Jimin, we’re gonna run out of stock if you keep fucking hogging the sugars! God… HEY! Don’t touch my notepad! That’s for my eyes only, Jin… I-I’ll send you the weekly report later tomorrow, just don’t invade my privacy, you dick…”

JUNG HOSEOK

━━━ Event Planner! As Hoseok and Jimin are very good friends, they have both been given the responsibility of setting up events. The two boys brainstorm activities for the club, such as quizzes, games, training, studying, but, once in a while they both get distracted and spend the rest of the evening gushing and gawking over your beauty, your soul and small scenarios they create in their head that they blush over at night. But, after Hoseok finally get over his disturbances, he loves to set up events out at parks or in cafés, but, all of the meeting mostly take place in the empty auditorium hours after the drama club has left. When he was first assigned the role as Event Planner, Hoseok once was given full privileges of deciding where locations of their meeting, but lost them when he retrieved the coordinates to your house and Jin caught him lurking in the woods while you and him were watching a movie. Hoseok doesn’t like to speak of that incident, though.

“Ok, ok, ok! We have to focus now…! Oh, god, I just thought about it again! Stop it, Jimin! My heart’s too weak for this!”

KIM NAMJOON

━━━ Financial Manager! With his family’s wealth, Namjoon could buy Taehyung all the cameras he ever desired and Jungkook enough weapons to put him through a war. The idea of spoiling these members wasn’t at all attracting, no! The money in Namjoon’s pocket is practically pleading to be spent on you only, not these lowlives who are deluded enough to think they could possibly have a chance with you. Informing his parents about funding his “after-school club” was easy, as his parents don’t pay attention to their son. Snatching a few bucks from his father wouldn’t do any harm as the man had too much money to even notice a decrease, anyway. Namjoon is smart with his money, too. He won’t waste his money on that ridiculously expensive suit Taehyung wanted to show off to you or that pair of shoes Yoongi wanted to gift you after he heard you gawking over them. The money is strictly only used for the club and… appropriate items.

“Jungkook, I can’t just buy you a Lamborghini, are you deranged!? I don’t care if you want to show off to Y/N, it’s not happening…! My father would go ballistic…”

PARK JIMIN

━━━ Mission Manager! Although his missions can be a bit… childish, the plans can be creative in specific scenarios. From quizzes and activities which come with grand prizes (such as blankets, plushies, more sweaters) to full-on mafia eliminations (like that teacher that Hoseok saw scolding you or that blonde Yoongi saw ranting about her hatred for you). But, the most grand mission is at the very end of the school year. Ace a quiz containing information from the following year about dear Y/N and join the President and Vice President as they tour you around Y/N’ home. Yes! While you spend the day boring yourself to death with textbooks, one lucky member will get to spend the remaining school hours in your bedroom. Sweet Jimin is desperate to get a good grade on this quiz. Wish him luck!

“I-I-I don’t understand! The idea isn’t bad! If we’re quiet, we can totally steal their cat… It takes up too much of their attention, anyway!”

KIM TAEHYUNG

━━━ Vice President! With an extra pair of eyes on your form and nearly a million pictures taken of your day-to-day life, Taehyung nearly knows about you as much of Jin. All of them (especially Jimin on a daily basis) beg and plead for even the smallest hint of how your night was spent. Even from just the simplest of things such as rotting your brain on films or fiddling on your phone till the AM, the members still swoon at the mere mention of you. Taehyung holds privilege of being the Vice President, as he has earned the respected place as Jin’s friend, meaning that one day, Jin could possibly let him hang out with you. The idea is infatuating! The others stare in poorly-hidden envy when Jin, as President, talks about the possibility of letting him see you face-to-face, as it was against club rules for the others. They pray of one day being in his position, but, that’s what you earn as Vice President!

“Yoongi, if you keep trying to smuggle Y/N’s sweatshirts, I’m required to report you to Jin. Remember, three strikes, you’re out! I wouldn’t get on my bad side, if I were you…”

JEON JUNGKOOK

━━━ Security Manager! This gym rat surely has the muscles to protect the members as well as the almighty Y/N. Even though they have Jungkook’s posture as an intimidation factor, outsiders have stepped over the line once or twice and left with bruises and bloody noses (including Taehyung, but, we don’t speak of that). He’s also quite protective of the items he’s “borrowed” from you that are now in his possesion, only letting the rest of the members have a couple seconds touching your stolen hairbrush or sweater that reeks of your sugary-sweet musk. Although his jealousy does bleed through the bandaids at times, he does intend on protecting the members and the club, but, most importantly, he intends on protecting Y/N and making sure no one brings them to any harm. Y/N always comes first, as he says.

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KIM SEOKJIN

━━━ Jin likes to be called Peach! Although, he’ll never, ever admit it. You two spent another one of your all-nighters inside the dimly-lit diner. Practically abandoned, swarmed with a few waitresses who were far more than pissed to be working the night shift. You two sipped milkshakes and gossiped about how shitty the teachers at school were and caught on to the growl that erupted from Jin when you complained about the perverted P.E teacher. ‘Dinner’ as you both called it came to an end and Jin offered to pay, which then you replied, “thanks! you’re a peach”. You never reserved a nickname for his specialty, so, listening to the sugary-sweet nickname leave your lips had him frozen with shock. You tapped him out of his trance, to which Jin sluggishly retreated to go pay. Jesus, what the fuck were you doing to him…? Oh, if only you’d call him that once more…

“Wh-… What did you just call me? I-I mean- I-I-I don’t have a problem with it, it’s just… No! I don’t hate it! I don’t hate it! I actually… I really do like it, and, I-… Fuck, f-forget I said anything…”

MIN YOONGI

━━━ Yoongi likes to be called Kitty! Every morning 9:00 AM on the dot, you ventured into the small café Yoongi just so happened to work at, which is the exact setting the obsession with your presence bloomed. He thanked whatever God truly existed relentlessly that he was forced to take that teen’s early morning shift after suffocating from the radiation of your cherry musk and sheer confidence. Days past, 9:00 AM became the time Yoongi cherished most and Yoongi’s bittersweet infatuation only grew. The way you looked at him, the way you thanked him, the way your fingertips grazed over each other just that once, and when you flirtatiously mumbled “thanks, kitty” with a wink that had him gripping onto the countertop to hold his posture had him thinking into the night with gleeful smiles and red-tainted cheeks. Oh, if only you’d call him that once more…

“You have absolutely no clue what that human does to me! I-I couldn’t even dream talking to them o-or let alone admit that last month I had a fucking panic attack on top of the coffee beans in the backroom all because they skipped out on hot chocolate for one fucking morning…!!! Fuck, I’m sorry. It’s just… They really, really have me tied around their finger…”

JUNG HOSEOK

━━━ Hoseok likes to be called Sunshine! The word vividly describes himself and mannerisms, which he has been compared to such by his parents, teachers, and the rest of the goody-two-shoes that frolic the halls and call Hoseok their ‘friend’. He has a soul brighter than any star, as he’s been told, but hearing you say “thanks, sunshine” after he writeS every word for your essay on paper, mimicking your handwriting and scolding himself more harshly than he’s ever been treated after messing up a single letter. It had to be perfect, just for you. Hoseok then proceeded to blabber on, tripping over words and syllables to try and show off his manners to you, failing miserably in the process. You laughed at his lousy attempt though, thanking him once again, and turning tail, leaving the mess of stardust and sunrays to melt in the school hallway. Oh, if only you’d call him that once more…

“Oh, it was no problem, really! Everything’s cool… I-I-I mean, i-it only took me 4 hours, but you know, I-I had fun- I mean, um, I didn’t have fun, you know, ‘cause schoolwork’s lame, right? But it was worth it… every second was worth it…”

KIM NAMJOON

━━━ Namjoon likes to be called Sweetheart! The saying is simple, and some could say overused, but it’s the meaning in the nickname that causes Namjoon’s heart to fill. Before you entered his life in all of your glory, Namjoon was a stuck-up, heartless, narcissistic asshole who only cared about riches and his own selfish desires. Then, you waltzed in and he submitted to his own infatuation, and that submission only intensified the longer you spent your precious time with him. You called him a “Sweetheart” after he offered to walk you back to your apartment when it was long past midnight, leaving the man in a pit of his own confusion. Namjoon; selfish, monstrous, arrogant Namjoon, was sweet to you? How could this be? And most importantly, why did he like it so much? Oh, if only you’d call him that once more…

“Sweetheart….? N-No! No, I’m not upset, it’s just- no one has ever called me that before…”

PARK JIMIN

━━━ Jimin likes to be called anything! Any sort of nickname created from his formal name to a cheesy, cliché nickname used like a lover would already has him melting into a flustered puddle at your feet. Like that one time you called him “Chim” as you were leaving for geometry, which had him shivering with bliss for the rest of History, or when you called him “Babe” when he offered to pay for your lunch, which had him tripping and stuttering over words for the remainder of lunch hour, or when you called him an “Angel” over the phone after he sent you last night’s answers for the Spanish, which had him giggling like a teenager once you ended the call. Oh, if only you’d call him that once more…

“Oh, Y/N, I’m only so young! It’s unhealthy for you to be doing these things to my heart!~”

KIM TAEHYUNG

━━━ Taehyung likes to be called My Love! The nickname formed during a day spent at your house. Taehyung scanned the room, trying to find anything worth “borrowing” for his shrine at home, though, he hated that word. It made him see himself as a creep, and no stalker of any sort is worthy of your affection. His trance was stuttered into a halt, though, catching sight of you waving your hand in front of his face. “Are you okay, my love?” sent him into a spiral. The nickname mixed flawlessly with the tone of your sugar-spun voice left him blabbering. The simplicity and lack of modernity is what causes that familiar yet blissful blush to form on his cheeks. Oh, if only you’d call him that once more…

“W-What…? Oh! O-Oh, yeah! I’m fine…. Yes! I-I’m perfectly fine…! Just perfect…”

JEON JUNGKOOK

━━━ Jungkook likes to be called Bunny! The nickname formed when you two were eating lunch on the hood of your car, having an epiphany and comparing his smile to a bunny’s. He thanked whatever God listening that day that he wasn’t standing, fearing he might fall into a puddle on the pavement if on his own two feet. And when you said “aw, you’re blushing!” it only made matters worse. Now, he sits on the hood of your car, cheeks melting into the color of roses and lips stapled into a permanent smile. For what feels like the first time in forever, Jungkook enters euphoria. Oh, if only you’d call him that once more…

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KIM SEOKJIN

━━━ Jin stalks! It’s not as invasive as the others (cough, cough, Taehyung), but there’s this violent ache within him to eliminate any soul that dares try and taint you of your perfection. Jin was never fond of anybody wasting your time, hogging your precious attention, but his logic reminds him you are a human being, capable of your own decisions. But, that idea is much disliked. You’re his baby! His first love! All he has ever truly desired was to spend domestic days snuggling closer into the nape of your neck.

“Oh, Y/N… If only you weren’t so damn kind, these idiots would back off!! But, they don’t know you… They don’t know you like I do! We are childhood best friends, aren’t we, baby…? If only you saw that to…”

MIN YOONGI

━━━ A stalker! As much as Yoongi desires feeling your touch on him, he always has an extra pair of eyes on you. He’ll check your body for any bruises or marks that have been deemed worrying and he’ll watch intensely to try and catch a shift in your mood. He’ll smile gleefully when you laugh at silly videos online or run home to cry when he sees you visibly upset. Your happiness is his, and your sadness is his, too. Yoongi’s intentions are entirely pure, don’t worry. This boy just worries about your safety a little too often.

“Is… Is that a bruise!? Oh, Y/N… Who hurt you? Did you hurt yourself? I always knew you clumsy, heh… My god/goddess, if only you loved me the way I love you… But, did somebody hurt you? Who was it? Tell me, please!”

JUNG HOSEOK

━━━ Hoseok doesn’t stalk! It isn’t enough to satisfy him of this loneliness that consumes him without his light touching him. But, Hoseok has snatched a sweater or two of yours, embracing them around his pillow so he can inhale your scent of lavender as he falls into a deep slumber. He’s stolen so many of your sweaters that you’ve grown suspicious finding some missing and seeing them appear in… Abnormal places. And he won’t stop until you can hold each other close in the dead of night and he can lull himself to sleep with your real musk. But, nonetheless, the case of the missing sweaters was the least of your worries!

“Ah, Y/N… You smell so, so good!! God, my heart soars in times like this…! If only it was you that was I was holding. And if only you were holding me, too~…”

KIM NAMJOON

━━━ Namjoon is a worshiper! He’s not as painfully shy as the other boys, meaning he can approach and talk to you perfectly fine with a fluttering heart. But Namjoon does find pleasure in treasuring items of yours. Like the plushie you gifted him, holding it close at night and inhaling the scent, pretending it’s you he’s cradling instead. But, this plushie barely suffices his need for you. He needs your touch, needs your words, he needs you. Without you, his happiness will wither away and morph into a bitter, dull soul.

“I appreciate the plushie, I really do, but, Y/N… Do I really have to be away from you for so long!? Three days is far too long!! It gets so hard to breathe when you’re not here…”

PARK JIMIN

━━━ Jimin wouldn’t do either! They aren’t enough, and holding the pillow you left at his house makes him long for you, anyways. He needs your touch, and not just the faded scent of your shampoo from your pillow. Tangled in these sheets, all alone, epiphany’s of the truth scream and taunt Jimin, making him scratch at his delicate skin and pull at his hair. During these lonely nights, he deeply inhales the musk from the tear-stained pillowcase, a prayer to hear you knock on his window ghosting his lips. But, he waits and waits until the sun rises and reality sets in, he isn’t yours. And no other truth in the galaxy could hurt as much as this.

“What can I do…? Wh-Wh-What do I have to do for you to love me…? I-I love you so, so much, Y/N… Why can’t you love me back?”

JEON JUNGKOOK

━━━ YES!!! Jungkook is far too shy to actually approach Y/N and sticks to watching them afar and collecting items they’ve graced their touch upon to satisfy him. There’s a collection in his bedroom of a fallen pencil or a water bottle they threw out, as well as the all-mighty sweater Jungkook managed to smuggle home. Once or twice, he’s slyly followed them home, cooing at the way they skipped and how they hummed to the song played through their headphones. God, if only he could muster up the strength to talk to you and finally be able to call himself yours~.