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Luna and Solis
Summary: You fall for the only son of your family's generational loathed enemy
Pairing: kth and fem! reader
Word count: 647 words
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You smelled like fresh rose petals, akin to the unthorned blooming genus rosa within the grand Capulet garden wall. With every step forward, your golden linen satin dressing gown swayed, identical to the ocean's tides. Upon reaching the comforts of your sleeping chamber, you couldn't help but admire the magnificent pools of moonlight, which streamed through brilliant venetian gothic windows. In a twinkling of an eye, warm, shallow breezes found themselves softly caressing your figure, hugging you softly, as you tenderly strided toward a small brick balcony. Joyous activities expectantly continued to fill the midnight spirit, as the Venetian Masquerade Ball commenced indoors the family tower home.
However, you were wholly incapable of regarding the bal masqué, as well as your privileged visitants. Your soul was more preoccupied by the intoxicating stranger you had tenderly brushed with your chaste lips. Masked in mystery and draped in sin, he had birthed an obscene desire deep within you. You were simply a nocturnal beauty irresistibly drawn toward the sunlight's luminance. Had you known you were fluttering toward affliction, you may have been able to hold your fondness back.
Unfortunately, you had become a victim of Cupid's devious golden arrow. Woefully having the unfortunate luck to love a loathed enemy, the only son of your family's greatest foe. A Kim.
A murmur of fresh air began stroking your intricate locks, as if whispering the promises of unconditional love. You leaned across your balcony, overlooking the rich orchards and the stone courtyard. Having only the enlightened moon as a witness, your blushing cheeks were laid upon your graceful hands. And as you rested your eyes closed, head curved to the right, you couldn't help but wonder what both of your families would do if they knew.
Ceaseless tragedy had always corrupted the timeless city of fair Verona. Sweet Cherubs had looked down from The Garden of Eden and scoffed at the endless brawls. Both noble families had clashes that were so endless in fact, that only Angels could recall the origin. Despite being a Capulet, your blood ran cold, reminiscent of the vicious resentment growing every generation. Your beau would surely be savagely murdered and you forlornly married away to another man.
With wide opened eyes and orbs in heaven, you observed the twinkling stars calling for your acknowledgment, easily illuminating the melodious nightingales. Were they perhaps singing a symphony of his sweet charm? Or was it a composition describing his disreputable rebellion? You leaned over your balcony as if trying to get a good listen. A hand was then tentatively brought to its stoney face, idly playing with a plump, saturated orchid leaf growing atop the walls. Out of all the treasured flowers in Italy, he was the most precious to you. Your heart never beat as lively as it did with the fairest flower of them all.
The moon's celestial body shone proudly, shining a pathway for the emerging creatures of the dark to wholly frolic in. You found your eyelids heavy, drowsy with infatuation and weariness. Yawns flowed through your cherry lips. Mellow fingers once again, found themselves laid upon your delicate cheek. Your long eyelashes continually fluttered, akin to a great Monarch's wings, signaling a hunger only slumber could quench. You extended your slender arms. Slowly stretching itself back into a familiar position.
In spite of your desire for rest, you silently perched atop the rough balcony. Your moving fingers encircled your elongated legs from under the tender texture of the nightgown. Warm touches intertwined with your longings, had you covertly wishing your beau was the one encircling your legs from under the garment instead. Holding your head high, you abruptly let out a lover's sigh.
"O Taehyung, Taehyung! wherefore art thou Taehyung? Deny thy father and refuse thy name; Or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love, And I'll no longer be a Capulet. "
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Authors note: This was inspired by one of my favorite classical tragedies, Romeo and Juliet :) l'm currently thinking of continuing writing this story, hence its not necessarily done yet.
#drabble#fluff#oneshot#kth x reader#kth fluff#kth fanfic#kth angst#reader x taehyung#bts#romeo and juliet
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Sunshine
Summary: your boyfriend taetae cheers you up
Pairing: hs kth and hs fem! reader
Word count: 744
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Butterflies danced across your gardener's cottage, filling the blue sky with color. Warm, dry air spread across ornamental plants as you rushed to take a sip of tea. The hot unforgiving liquid quenched your taste buds right before warming up your insides. Today was a peaceful day which was why you arrived at the garden. However, all you could think about was the family trip to France and how you'd miss your boyfriend.
You lived a clockwork existence. Your daily routine consisted of relentless schoolwork and your future. If it weren't for your boyfriend suggesting you sneak down out through your water meadow, you may have been stuck following the same sequence till you left for France. Closing your eyes, you instinctively felt your hands caress your neck and tickle your soft skin. The tender chirping of goldfinches lulled you into a lullaby. A giggle escaped your mouth whilst you thought of your darling. You've always run to him, the heavenly touch of his embrace told you no one could take his place. Which was why you worried so much about departing without him.
The smell of fresh strawberry and rich cream ushered you out of your thoughts. A proud collard dove soared through the clouds landing above the tree where your mother was standing. You observed her slim figure placing her palm upright, carrying dry sunflower seeds. The juvenile collard dove tentatively approached his meal, before fluttering lightly into her presence. You couldn't help but sulk at seeing her play with the handsome bird. This wasn't the first time you've observed your mother engrossed in something other than you.
With an exasperated sigh, you dipped your jammie dodger's biscuit into your tea. Twirling your shortbread inside the fine china before relishing its savory filling. You've always wondered about the tea culture in France. A recalling memory of your best friend describing how the French dip croissants into their afternoon tea was enough to make you smile. Not before sending you into a snigger thinking about the limp shortcake, dripping with tea, at hand.
Abruptly, a pleasant bell from your tableside grabbed your attention. A short glance revealed the noise was your beloved calling. Eagerly you leaned over and answered, whilst brushing crumbs off the hem of your dress.
"Yeah baby?" you gently whispered.
"Darling?" he called out deeply, his pleasant voice soothing your qualms. "how have you been feeling lately? I have a little surprise for you."
You attentively listened to his every word, heart melting by the thoughtfulness and concern falling from his sweet lips. Gradually, you took another sip of tea, savoring the flavor and the warmth of Taehyung's voice. As the minutes passed, excitement sunkissed with curiosity shined a peek into your pondering. The last time your sunshine surprised you, you had both occupied the day baking butterfly cupcakes, fresh cut strawberries were tenderly cultivated, beautifully akin to fluttering monarch wings.
"Baby ~ " You mischievously drew out, whining, attempting to coerce your boyfriend. "Don't keep me waiting for too long, I've been missing you ~"
A chuckle escaped Taehyung's throat whilst he patiently followed the melody of your voice. His gaze lingered, resting on a single milk container. Illustrations of berries called out from the otherwise unadorned vessel. Each berry danced across the bleached background, boldly marking their presence. Atop the fresh fruit were foreign letters mixed with a roman script, spelling out the words, Strawberry Milk. Another pair of your favored treats was then gently placed nearby, as your beloved seamlessly laughed at your playfulness.
"The more you keep asking, the more I'll keep it as a secret" Taehyung impishly replied, boyishly grinning at your adorable objections.
You feigned sadness, secretly amused, chattering along with your beloved during the time passing by.
Unbeknownst to both of you, however, passionate minutes gradually turned to evening moments, as the clock struck five, quietly signalling the sun to descend from his peak. Bright, glaring rays sunbathed the town from the heavens, amused at how you were still lost in each other's thoughts. A secret not even the abode of angels understood was how each of you found solace adrifting into each other. First love passionately flowed through each of your hearts akin to how beams of celestial light flowed through space.
Yet, it's crucial to be realized, in time to come, the passionate flickering of sunlight eventually has to dissolve into Lunas' soft illumination, obliged into ending whilst she finally obliges to awaken from her slumber.
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Authors note: sorry if it's cringe lmfao, this is my first time trying to write a fanfic. This is also inspired by one of my favorite writers @cosmostae :) I'm also open to constructive criticism (let me know if I should write ch two)
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