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Requested: Yes Group: BTS Genre: mainly fluff, maybe a lil angst? Idk Pairing: Jimin x Reader Word count: 1,084  Summary: You and Jimin find out you’re expecting, but don’t tell anyone since you want to settle down a few things first. But someone finds out, and you both know you’re in for a long ride...

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The phones had been ringing for the last 15 minutes, carelessly thrown on the sofa the moment the frenzy started. Despite the bugging noise, you watched them from the other side of the living room, periodically exchanging looks of concern with your partner. "Shouldn't we at least see who's calling?" "I don't know baby, I literally feel like one step closer could lead me to a slow painful death." "Says the man in this relationship..." You rolled your eyes and walked towards the devices. You checked the ID on your display: ‘Bunny 🐰’; ok, Jungkook was not that alarming, you could easily face him. Unlike the other ID on your boyfriend's display: ‘Yoongi-hyung😴‘ "Oh no", you heard Jimin, who had come up behind you, whisper. "We're doomed. No screw that, I am. They'll leave you alone after a little scolding, but me? Those two will team up, I'm telling you! That muscle pig is gonna pin me down while hyung will start cussing at my face and heck, who knows what those other four will do, that's it I'm migrating to Burundi to start a-" "I thought Jin was the overdramatic one." "It's called symbiosis Y/N, when you spend too much time with someone-" "And I thought Joon was the smart kid." "He- hey!" "Just trying to lighten up the mood Chim. You know that stress is not good for..." you warily looked at your stomach. Pregnancy came as a wonderful surprise to you and Jimin. After such a long time being together, you both realized it was time for taking the big step. So when the test finally showed two lines, you were overjoyed. You wanted to savour the moment, just the two of you and that new life that was slowly growing inside of you. It had only been a few weeks, but you were already feeling your maternal instincts kick in. That is why you asked Jimin to not tell anybody about the news: your priority was to start understanding what that all really meant and to ease your minds into the idea. When the time would have come, you two would have announced it your families and friends.

Too bad that somehow, someway, someone found out before you got a chance to tell everybody. How did they do it? Your belly surely didn't change in just a small amount of time, so that couldn't give it away. Did someone see you buying the test? Or maybe they saw you in that babies store looking at toys and carriages... yeah, that wasn't the smartest of moves, looking back at it. Anyhow, the news spread like wild-fire: TV, Internet, SNS, radios, newspapers... Man, even that old woman two apartments from yours congratulated you.

Saying you were scared was an understatement. Not really because of the fans -what could they do about it?-, but the thought of your loved ones being angry at you, or most importantly at Jimin, for not having shared the news sooner made a knot form in your stomach. Your boyfriend probably felt the same way, since he was the one who literally screamed ‘WHATEVER YOU DO DON’T ANSWER THE PHONE’ a few hours ago. "You know we'll eventually have to confront them, babe." you said, running a hand through his hair.

Jimin sighed. He gave you a ‘I know, I'm sorry’ look. He then quickly grabbed his phone to answer. He put it on speaker, but did not utter a word. A few seconds of silence followed. "Park Jimin, I swear that if you don't start talking..." "I'm here hyung" "Yes" "Y/N is with me too" "Figured. Hi. The maknae wants to kill you both” "I don't blame him" you said. "Me neither" said Yoongi. "Listen, you're on speaker too. The guys are here. We only got one question" "Go on" He sighed. "Is it true?" You hesitated, but then answered. "Yes". Silence again. Anxiety builded up inside of you, and you looked at Jimin worryingly. But then... "Congratulations, you two. We love you". You could here Yoongi smiling while saying that. "It was about damn time!" yelled Taehyung. "No it wasn't, I'm not ready to be an uncle!" whined Jungkook, and you could swear you heard Jin saying "I mean you're like 5 years old mentally speaking, so I agree".  "Jimin-ah, Y/N, you had us all very worried! Please never do something like this again. We're happy, but we'd rather find out through you than through a distressed PD-nim" explained Namjoon, chuckling.  "Oh God, is he angry?" asked Jimin. "Quite a bit. But don't worry Jiminie, we'll help you two calm him down. Or will just give him a dose of morphine, either would-" answered Hoseok. "Lmao hyung, you're wild" "Jungkook did you just really say lmao out loud?" "Fight me Jin-hyung" "Honestly I think we have more important matters to discuss than-" "Oh shut up Vante boy" "Listen here-"

Extract from the story: "Do you know what happens if you mix every color of the rainbow? Light. It generates light. And as melodramatic as it sounds, that's what I see when I'm with you, guys." 

Summary: a tale of how friendship helped and brought seven people out of the dark. Because there is always light at the end of a tunnel, no matter how dark and how long it can be. 

Inspired by Day6′s “Colors” 

Genre: angst, fluff, romance, a bit of thriller, dramatic (you’ll be in for one hell of a ride) Normal life!AU

Warning: mature contents ahead. Mentions of depression, drugs, alcohol, violence, swearing. May be triggering for some, so read while keeping this in mind. I promise I’ll be as careful as possible, though.

© worldofkwords

Prologue - “Numb”

Living in a big city came with its ups and downs. 

Sure, being a pessimistic person he was bound to focus on what he disliked. For example on how it was simply overcrowded, from coffee shops, to parks, to retail stores. Even at 3:21AM in an anonymous 24/7 he managed to find a group of boys -probably around 18 years old- yelling and slurring around, much to his dispise. He also hated the fact that people on the streets would continuously bump into him. Sure, those pavements weren't wide enough, but he would've appreciated it if people put a tiny bit of attention into where they where going rather than put it into their phones. Seriously, not even The Walking Dead's zombies where that dumb.

But city life had its perks, too. Even if you were surrounded by thousands of people, you could still go easily unnoticed: everyone was too busy focusing on their on business to care; even in such a judgemental society, you could still be invisible. He absoluely adored that.

So why wasn't Min Yoongi in his studio flat, pacing around, sleeping or staring angrily at that damn notebook that kept on being immaculate? The young man exhaled loudly, squinting his eyes as he looked through the window on his right. Instead of Seoul's city lights, its neons or its big screens that glowed constantly, his view was on a nice kept garden, with benches, flowers, a few trees and even a small pond. For what felt like an hour, he had been staring at two ducks, that were floating peacefully on it, trying to figure out the exact reason behind his presence there. Yoongi wasn't surprised when, looking at the clock on the wall, he learned that more than three hours had passed. It wasn't the first time that he had lost track of time, trying to find answers. Too many thoughts blinded his mind, not letting him see through the curtain of fog that had long ago started clouding it. "But that's not it", he whispered. He had spent years that way and to his humble opinion everything was going decently. Surely not the extraordinary life he had dreamed of as a child, but still a decent one. Until she came. Right from the start he started asking himself with what right she thouht she could turn everything upside down. After all, he liked his routine. But determination, strong-will, passion: he absolutely adored those. The way she went against those rumors, not giving a damn about what people said about him. He tried to make it through for her, because he wanted to prove them all -and maybe, himself too- wrong, just to make them see that she had been right on him all along. He gave his all. So why did she give in? Why did she bring him here? Why did she leave?

Min Yoongi closed his eyes shut, fists shaking, biting his lower lip hard. He wasn't angry, he didn't feel like shouting or breaking things. No. Min Yoongi was numb. Or at least that was what he wanted others to believe, what he wanted to believe. Trying to convince himself as he did his best to fight the tears that were coming.

Hello everybody! If you read up to this point, the only thing I can say is: thank you so much!

This is my first series ever. I planned the storyline for like two years more or less, and now I think it's finally time to share it. POVs will change throught the book, so all seven of the boys will have a part. So yeah, this is not Yoongi biased, don't worry my fellow readers.  Now, onto technical stuff... This series is inspired by the HYYW trilogy, as well as WINGS, and coincidentally Love Yourself (Istg they read my mind). But it’s mainly inspired by the song Colors by Day6, which you can listen to if you click on its title in the description above. As I said, this story is gonna have mature themes in it. Please be aware of this, I wouldn't want to trigger anyone. I also promise to treat such matters in the most delicate and professional way: I won't romanticize stuff and I'll do my best to make this as real as possible. But don't worry! It won't be only angst, fluff will be present too. I'm a softie after all.

Let me know what you think! Criticism, opinions, guesses on what's gonna happen next... they're very well welcomed!