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Just the Two of Us (9) | Kim Taehyung

In which two ambiverts who are conscientious, resourceful, firm, and slightly egoistic happen to realise, discover, and explore the possibility of being in love. It’s a dream-like almost magical romance focusing on what I love to call “the butterfly inducing effect”. So, get comfy, grab a tub of ice cream, maybe get a few tissues and be prepared to experience romance like no other and fall in love.

I fell in love with you, I don’t know why, I don’t know how, I just did.

Tags/Warnings :- An Office Au, Ceo!Taehyung, Secretary!Y/N A fairytale at an office. Cheesy. Highly Romantic. TaehyungxReader.

Written by Author L

Cross posted on Wattpad

Word count :- 2k Words

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Not A Bad Idea

“That, is a horrible idea.”

“How exactly? Having lunch with her is the least risky option you’ve got.”

“We’re not even friends.”

“Well, what are you waiting for? She won’t magically fall in love with you if you don’t do anything!”

“Yes, but I don’t want to rush it!”

No matter how much I resent this, I somehow always end up asking Seokjin Hyung for advice on this stupid thing. I utterly hate it. From the very first moment we came up with such a horrendous idea, up until now, when I'm trying to wrap my head around this whole fake dating concept on a call with Hyung.

“It’s just a leap of faith Tae, that's all it takes.”

“Who am I? Miles Morales?”

“You’re not really saving the universe mate.”

“Why does this feel tougher than that?”

I ask in exasperation and sink back in my chair. How could I possibly ask her for lunch?

Just then, my eyes land on a pink sticky note laying on the desk. Thoughts of the previous night run through my mind like a tape recorder and I read the note with a smile.

Thank you for the coffee and medicine, sir:)

Then it clicks. The gears in my brain start moving and the dots start connecting. I clap my hands sharply, say goodbye to Seokjin Hyung and end the call. I know what to do.

I tap my feet nervously, more so impatiently while my eyes dart back and forth the door and the computer screen. The document on the monitor remains unattended because the only thing running through my mind is a reply. A response, from Y/N. Earlier, after my call with Hyung, I asked Y/N to have lunch with me. Through a sticky note. I carefully constructed the message and stuck it on her desk when she wasn’t around, hoping to receive a positive reply. It's been two hours since, and I'm starting to think that I’d never have that lunch with her.

The door opens and strangely, my heart skips a beat when Y/N walks into the office.

“The files you asked for sir.” Y/N hands them to me and I toss it to the side, anxiously waiting for her to say something about lunch.

She was dressed in a loose white blouse with a large white bow hanging around her collar. The blouse was neatly tucked into a burgundy pencil skirt. Half of her hair was pinned up while the other wavy half rested on her shoulders. I don’t know if I am allowed to say this, but oh God, she looked beautiful.

“Anything else sir?”

Fantastic. Is she pretending to not have read the note? Did I screw this up? I should have just asked her like a normal person.

“No, that’s all.” Yeah, that’s all. Guess I’ll die alone now.

“You might want to open the file sir.” She urges before walking out with a smile.

I open the file to find a sticky note at the top with Y/N’s handwriting.

Lunch sounds great sir. Cafeteria at 1:30?

I feel like a sixteen-year-old teenager whose crush just agreed to go to prom with him. The smile that spreads across my face doesn’t go away for a long time.

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I fidget with the keys in my pocket and look straight ahead at the turquoise blue Turkish tiles behind the service counter. I glance back at Y/N every now and then, while waiting for the lady behind the counter to serve our food. Y/N was looking out of the large glass panes that stretched across the length and breadth of the wall. The cafeteria overlooked a lovely, exotic, lush green landscape.

“Here you go.”

The woman places two trays on the counter with a smile. I thank her and carry the food to our table.

“Hope you're hungry.” I say before placing the trays on the table and settling down on a chair.

“Oh, thank you.”

As both her and I take the first bites of our food, it becomes apparent on our faces. The pure and inexplicable jaw-dropper. We simultaneously realise that the food at our very own cafeteria, at our very own workplace is…shockingly delicious. Y/N’s eyes widen a bit and I can’t seem to stop eating.

“You sure this is from our cafeteria sir?” She asks completely puzzled.

“I had no idea the food here was this good.” I wave my hands in the air in bewilderment.

“It only took us two years.” She laughs back.

“To discover amazing food three floors below us.” I finish her sentence and laugh along.

This is nice. Not too bad of a beginning.

“So, how are things with repulsive Rachel?” I initiate. ‘Repulsive Rachel’ is our lovely nickname for the CTO of the Californian company, Affinity Assets. The irritating and obnoxiously demanding woman who tried quite hard to hit on me.

“Eh, she’s warming up to us. To me. I purposely let her know about extremely boring details and give her tons of information because she wanted ‘additional care’. It’s takes time for her to process things and that helps shut her up.”

“You should hold meetings to decide the layout and background colour of PowerPoint presentations. You know, because we care about ‘additional care’.” I suggest with a smirk.

“A step ahead of you sir. We’re already bothering her about how she would like her files to be bookmarked and annotated.”

“Oh good, do it in the complete opposite way.”

“I’m sorry sir, but I’m committed to professional and diligent file bookmarking.” She said in a serious-goofy voice.

“I appreciate the hard work Y/N.” I say in a pretentious superior tone as we start laughing.

However just as the laughter dies out and silence engulfs us, I feel this weird thing. Awkwardness?

Then it occurs to me. We had never actually talked before. Didn’t have much of a conversation unless work was involved. Wow, I’ve been here for two years and learnt almost little to nothing about somebody who practically spent everyday day with me.

Having enough of the succumbing silence, I ask the most boring question ever. “Do you read?”

“Occasionally. Not an avid reader.” Her reply comes instantly almost as if she knew what I was going to ask or as if the silence was bothering her too.

“How about you sir? Do you have an interest in books?”

“Same as you actually. I love books when I read them, but I’m not an avid reader.”

“Speaking of books…” I continue. “You really don’t have to read that book and give me a review of it.”

“Oh.” Her shoulders drop. “Too late, I was going to submit my very elaborate and meticulously detailed report after lunch.” She says with a raised eyebrow followed by a helpless shrug.

“Looks like I’m the one with homework now.” I say, “How many pages is it?”

“A little over two thousand words sir. Not much.” In response to her smug smile, I dramatically drop my fork and place a palm over my chest.

A few moments later, she revives the dying conversation with a better and deeper question.

“Is there a quote that you live by?”

I stop chewing and frown. I actually don’t mind the out of the blue, intuitive question. I try hard to think of a quote. Or at least pretend to. After a prolonged and unnecessarily dramatic pause I begin.

“You miss 100% of the shots you don’t take. Wayne Gretzky.” I finish with a smile hoping that she would understand the reference.

“By Michael Scott.” She adds as a grin creeps up to her face.

“Truly inspirational.”

“I didn’t know you were a fan.”

“Likewise.”

“Truth to be told, half of my humour is based on The Office sir.”

“Hmm, we should talk more.” I fold my hands and rest them on the table with sarcastic curiosity.

We go back to eating until she looks at me with a sceptical smile. As if she was testing me of being a true fan. “Would you rather be loved or feared?”

I instantly make the Jim Halpert face and reply without skipping a best.

“Easy. Both. I want people to be afraid of how much they love me. Who’s your favourite character?” I ask without skipping a beat.

“Oh, Creed. Actually no. As much as I love his blog, I think Meredith resonates with me.” She replies with a Pam-like mischievous smile.

At that very moment we burst out laughing. In fact, we laugh so much and so loudly that people in the cafeteria look at us without questionable excursion on their faces. And just like that, all the awkwardness vanished into…nothing? It just felt right. I’m glad that The Office, turned out to be an ice breaker. The irony. As we compose ourselves and begin to eat again, I get caught in a daze. I want to sincerely thank the architects who installed the large glass panels so perfectly because the way the sunlight falls on her face is making it so hard for me to stop looking at her. Also thank God the food is incredible because while Y/N was focused entirely on the ramen, she failed to notice my gaping self admiring how perfectly golden her skin was, how perfectly elegantly the random strands of her hair framed her face and how perfectly serene she looked. Hell! She looked great even when slurping noodles! Who does that? She looks up with confusion, feeling my dumbfounded gaze on her. I immediately look away and pretend like I wasn’t staring at her for the past two minutes.

“Is there a problem sir?”

My head shoots up instantaneously.

“What? No- of course not.” I say rapidly and shake my head violently. Why am I so nervous? This never happens.

Confused by my unusual behaviour she frowns with a small smile that shows off her dimple. Which I notice, for the first time, on her left cheek. It’s not that I didn’t know, I’ve seen it before. But it feels different now for some reason. I feeling like poking her dimple with my finger. Okay, I’m being weird now.

The room around us starts to disappear. The background behind beginning to darken. The ramen, the botanical garden, the lady behind the counter. Everyone. Except Y/N. She’s also happens to be staring back at me and it's almost like neither of us wanted to break the silence. I spot a tiny little scar, sitting right at the top of her left eyebrow. It would be visible only if one were to sit close enough and stare at her face long enough.

As we snap out of our absurd staring competition, I notice that a small bit of ramen sauce had found its way to the corner of Y/N’s mouth. “You’ve got something on-“ I signal to her mouth while Y/N tries but miserably fails to locate it.

The very next moment, I reach over and swiftly wipe it off with my thumb. My hand hovers over her jaw, centimetres away. I lock my eyes with her slightly widened ones. Scratch whatever I said about the room starting to disappear earlier. If this isn’t my KDrama moment right here, I don’t know what is. I hear her fork slip through her fingers and drop into the bowl. Did I fluster her? I retrieve my hand and go back to eating with a smile on my face. She looked cute.

I was nervous for no reason. Maybe I shouldn’t worry to much about trying to make a good impression. Great, now it feels like I’m here for an interview.

We finish eating the rest of the food in silence only to occasionally look up and smile at each other. Believe it or not, I’ve become friends with my own assistant. Sort of. I took the leap of faith and look where it got me. To one of the nicest lunches I’ve had.

“Same time, tomorrow?” I ask with anticipation.

“Can’t wait.” She smiles.

#fluff #bts x reader #bts x you #bts x y/n #bts x oc #bts x fem!reader #angst #y/n x taehyung

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hoebaring · 3 months

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heyyy. Open books chapter is coming out this week. So sorry for the late update. I know it's been long.. my apologies. With love, Author G

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Please send in requests for open books! :)) Asks are open for drabbles now <3

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Author G <3

hey everyone! Yup, I'm still alive. I'm sorry... I've been quite inactive for the last few months. I've been quite scared to write, lately. I've lost the courage, lol. I somehow feel like I've lost that touch with writing. But, I'm back here cause I have holidays. I'll try and write this week. I'm hoping to complete writing open books. Please, send in some requests if you guys have any! I'd be ecstatic! With love, Author G.

#fluff #angst #namjoon x reader #open books

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GILMORE GIRLS Application Anxiety (3x03)

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My heart's been broken :(( I can't believe this! HE'S THE HEALTHIEST DUDE I'VE EVER SEEN ON A SHOW, AND THAT SAYS A LOT!

"Jess and Rory only dated for a few months a long time ago, he should be over that by now!" FALSE! We only had Dave Rygalski for a few months too, and NONE OF US are over that yet, so...

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OMFG I'M IN LOVE WITH DAVE! <3

it’s always “i love you” and never “a few weeks ago you told me lane had a crush on me. well i have a crush on her too and i know you have very strict rules about dating and boys and i just want you to know that i’m a good person. i don’t smoke, i don’t drink, i’ve never gotten a ticket, i’m healthy, i take care of myself, i floss, i never watch more than thirty minutes of television partly because i think it’s a waste of time and partly because there’s nothing on, i respect my parents, i do well in school, i never play video games in case they do someday prove playing them can turn you into a serial killer, i don’t drink coffee, i don’t drink soda because the carbonation freaks me out, i’m happy to give up meat if you feel strongly about it, i don’t mind wearing a tie, i enjoy playing those hymns on my guitar, and i really really wanna take your daughter to her prom. mrs kim? please don’t make me repeat that list again.”

#author g rants

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QUICK RANT - GILMORE GIRLS - SPOILERS :)

Okay.. I'm only in the third season of Gilmore Girls, and I'm in love with Dave Rygalski. But, I also found out that Lane ends up with Zack?!? I'm sorry- but what?!? ZACK? Instead of Dave RYGALSKI?!? I'm going to cry in my room right now:(( Hopefully, it's a good reason! Cause if not, I'm going to be mad! :(((

#dave rygalski #gilmore girls #author g rants #i want dave rygalski for god's sake!!

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YES YES YES

Disney hear me out with this concept !!!

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Jim Halpert ladies and gentlemen. The standard.

Settling for nothing less

#jim halpert #pam beesly #the office gif #the office #truelove

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THANK YOU!

I saw this and had a lot of thoughts and feelings about it, so I decided to write something up.

Ok yes, I completely agree with the female side of this. They were not looking for love and marriage but something greater than themselves and the small worlds they occupied. I think Cinderella was open to marriage and love to get out of her miserable existence, and wanted to go to the ball not only to get out of the house, but because every eligible maiden in the kingdom was to attend. And she’s a rule follower, clearly, since she obeys her stepmother and stepsister’s every command. (Granted if she didn’t she’d be thrown out probably.)

The men on the other hand, I’m not convinced all of these men wanted marriage, or only wanted marriage. The Beast basically wanted to be left alone. He knew he had to find love to break the curse but by the time Belle came along he seemed pretty resigned to that never happening. While his staff clearly wanted Belle around to hopefully break the spell, I don’t think the Beast agreed to trade her for her father for that reason. He was scared of the outside world and its judgment of him, and found Maurice’s intrusion threatening. And by that point had become so beastly that all he knew was anger and violence. (A great metaphor for the only acceptable masculine emotions and actions.) So he kept him and then her as a prisoner until his staff said, maybe this could do something and he gave in to them.

With Prince Eric and Prince Charming, I think marriage was what was expected of them because of their titles and the time periods. Eric seemed much more interested in adventure and exploration than in romance and marriage. And when he thought he’d found the woman that saved his life it was just the thing to do to marry her. And the King was the one pushing Charming to get married and set up the ball for that purpose. We don’t really get much personality from him so I can’t say he didn’t want that but we don’t get a sense that that’s his sole goal.

I completely understand that Disney and fairy tales give people unrealistic expectations of love. And yes to us now it’s ridiculous to “fall in love” almost instantly. But we forget that most of these tales come from a time when your options were limited or decided for you. And marriage wasn’t about love necessarily, it was procreation and expectation, and for the woman security. Eric found a girl who cared enough to save him so of course marrying her makes sense. Then when he finds out it’s also the girl who also seemed to enjoy adventure like him and captivated him for the last few days, well win-win. Charming found a woman he could stand for more than 10 minutes after meeting all the women in the kingdom, so sure she’ll do. The Beast and Belle are more realistic because it’s clear they got to know each other over a longer period of time. It feels like months have probably passed. And they found similar interests with the library. That being said, they all waited until they found someone they genuinely liked, even if they knew immediately. The timeline is unrealistic and so is the image of perfection that’s created with these romances. Things in reality won’t be perfect and the connection won’t be immediate. But I also feel like these stories of “true love” also gave me a desire not to settle.

I understand the point that this post is trying to make, and it is a good one. There is much to be said about most things being shown through the male gaze and patriarchy. And yes, as a society we forget/don’t care about the wants of women. But I honestly feel like using these fairy tales as an example of that misses the point of many of these stories. Sure Ariel married Eric, but a life on land and then a life with him was what she wanted in the story. The whole story is about what she wanted. And how she had to give up her voice to be heard. And yes Belle was kept as a prisoner at first, and her story can be likened to Stockholm Syndrome of course. Though once the Beast learned to love her he let her go and she chose to return. As a little girl growing up with these stories, sure I learned that love and marriage is the goal. But I also learned from Belle that it’s ok to be different, to want more for your life than what you’ve been given, and to fight for what you believe in. First she fought for her father’s wellbeing and then stood up to the town to defend the Beast. I learned from Ariel that curiosity can take you to great places, that there’s always more to learn, and that we don’t need to be afraid of what we don’t know. Cinderella taught me that even when life is unfair or hard, to try to have a positive attitude and hope for a better future, and to ask for what you want. She asked to go to the ball and tried so hard to make that happen even when the odds were stacked against her.

And honestly these men taught me things too. The Beast taught me that people can change when given support. Prince Charming and Prince Eric taught me to never give up searching for your dreams.

We absolutely need to talk more about the wants and desires of women. And we need to stop putting marriage as the end goal for everyone. But let’s not put these fairy tales in an anti-feminist box without exploring the nuances. And maybe let’s use more real world examples of how patriarchy erases the desires of women and makes them into objects for the purposes of men and their desires. Because there are plenty of those, and by using real examples we give kids (and adults) more practical and tangible problems to be aware of.

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Open Books (49) | Kim Namjoon

Tags/Warnings :- Child abuse, domestic violence, traumatized characters, bullying, self harm, mentions of toxic relationships, angst. I know it’s dark but trust me it gets better! namjoonXreader, Namjoon and Y/n, A slow burn romance, fluff, strangers to friends, strangers to lovers, self love, healing, etc.

Cross posted on Wattpad

Written by Author G

Word Count :- 1.2k words

I'm back y'all!

Masterlist Previously To be updated next Monday

~Their Experience : Their Truth~

Y/n has always thought of being "in love" as more than just an emotion.

She's always adored how people refer to the sentiment as if it were a place.

As if it were somewhere one could live.

As if it were home.

It's been a few months since they had uttered those sacred words to each other, raw and true passion evident behind the teary-eyed iris', confirming with each other that the comfort they felt only seemed to grow with each passing day.

That day was an eye-opener for them.

It showed them that... love isn't always pretty, and that to be able to get through the ugly times together, to strive for survival without giving up and losing faith in their truth would only serve to mold their relationship into one with rock solid foundation of unbridled value and respect.

It also showed them that this wonderfully passionate emotion comes with a very intimate responsibility. That is, to keep the other's heart safe.

This responsibility can, at times, prove to be quite difficult to keep, especially when one feels the urge to protect themselves first.

However, they learned that it is alright to want to keep themselves safe too, not from each other, but, from certain emotions that may not exact to what we call 'pleasant'. After all, what they had gone through, (which a small part of them still is) isn't something that one can just pass by without ups and downs.

However, that is a part of life. The feelings of 'what if', and 'maybe', keep us going. The never ending struggle keeps us sane. It shows us that to live, rather than merely exist as mortal beings on this earthly plane, a few unpleasant emotions are but natural. And to truly experience all pleasantries that life has to offer, to truly appreciate them, one must get through those bad times.

Why? you might ask; The answer is simple. The art of appreciation is one that comes with longing and healthy desire.

That day was more than just an eye opener for them. It was a loud promise in hushed whispers that they wouldn't hide themselves when in pain because of the other. It's unfair that they laugh together, but cry alone.

And this promise shines through every fiber of their being, becoming their guiding light into the world of unknown that's waiting for them.

That day, that hour, that mere moment was enough to convince them that they give each other enough hope to live with grace even whilst being caught amidst a strong mind, and a fragile heart.

However, it hasn't been as easy to convince the man responsible for the 'commotion'. The one who stands with his amicable face and stout belly, patting Jimin's back fondly, praising the group for how well of a job they've done.

They've just finished recording the demo for their first sample song, and Bang Si Hyuk couldn't be any happier with how far they've come.

They were due for their debut in a few months, and Y/n is ecstatic! Namjoon can see it too, for her eyes say it all as they warp into crescents as pretty as the moon itself, her smile brighter than the celestial object's rays on a luminous night.

They've come a long way.

A lot has happened over the past months :

Y/n's acceptance as a candidate for the next academic year's profile under both psychology and creative writing in Oxford beside Ji-Hoon (much to Namjoon's adorable envy with regards to the senior).

The launch of her website with the help of her wonderful mentor.

Bo-ra's crucial role as speaker in her department's art exhibit this month.

Namjoon and the group's steady growth towards near perfection that is enough to put a mark on the calendar, to put a steady pin on the day that will mark their well earned opportunity to finally lift off into the sky that they oh so desperately want to soar in, with wings that will no doubt, tremble with equal excitement every time that they do.

Y/n can't seem to take her gaze off of him as she leans against the doorway, a fond smile on her face as she watches him hug Bang Si Hyuk tight as the older man pats him on the back for a job well done.

Oh, how her mind reels with joy at the thought. Nothing, not even the mischief that his bandmates indulge in can seem to help tear her gaze away from Namjoon. No. Her eyes have zeroed in on him, for she can't imagine a day when she could get enough of the silly boy.

He's come so far! And there's no where to go but farther.

And as he moves to walk towards his group to join in on the chit chatter, her eyes meet the producer's, and her heart seems to stutter. With a silent nod of his head, he simply gestures towards Namjoon with an assuring smile. That says it all. That's all that's needed to be said. For months now, they've been trying to convince the cheery looking man that being together will not affect Namjoon's career.

That they were responsible. That they could be strong for each other. At first, Namjoon felt.. guilty. Insecure. He felt guilty for putting her through all this. She doesn't deserve to be put to test by a random stranger that hasn't witnessed how strong of a character she has, how strong of a person she is. She's proved it time and again, to herself. Why is it that she has to it again all simply because of his career? And that guilt and insecurity tampered with him for a few days, and consequently, her. It made him feel like he didn't deserve to be around her. The guilt consumed him.

Y/n, on the other hand, did everything she could to try and help make him feel secure again. She tried. A bit too much. She started overcompensating for everything, and soon, they didn't know how to act around each other. A few days passed by, and the minute they realized how.. awkward they got around each other, they broke down.

They couldn't afford to lose what they had. That it was beginning to get awkward hinted right to that, unfortunately.

So, they pulled themselves together, talked it out, and got to see each other's perspective with the.. issue, on hand.

From there on, things got easier. Maybe not easier, per se, but, it definitely got effortless. They were back to normal. They were back to feeling comfortable, truly loved and appreciated.

Si Hyuk had been mindful of them. Of how their relationship affected Namjoon. Not just with regards to his career, but in a personal manner too. You see, he'd grown closer to the group of boys he'd take under his guidance, and, he could see that the couple bought out the best in each other, and those around them. That was enough reason for him.

Y/n breaks into a huge smile, cheeks hurting from how genuinely happy she is. She simply mouths out a 'thankyou', and he nods his head, returning the pleasant smile. Oh.. this is wonderful! "Joon!" She calls out with a gleeful smile, waving. His head whips around almost immediately, and he seems to glow happier than he was, if that is even possible. He's quick in his stride as he happily waltz' over to her, and before she can comprehend it, he's scooping her up in his arms, a happy little twirl following it as she squeals, surprised, the butterflies in her stomach all but consuming her. He knows too. She can tell. The the way he stares into her eyes with nothing but love and adoration as he gently tucks away the hair that curtains her face timidly, the hushed laughter that accompanies the kiss they share, the comfort in knowing they'll be around each other, for each other, says it all.

This is their story. It's their experience. It's their truth. And they wouldn't have it any other way.

#fluff #angst #namjoon x y/n #namjoonff #namjoon x reader #open books #btsff #bts #namjoon #slowburn #domestic violence #namjoon fluff #bts fanfic #bts soft hours #i'm back!#soft #romance #softhours!!

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