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plutoismydaddy · 3 years

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The man of my dreams CH2

Hoseok x reader Dream/insomnia AU

Warning: Insomnia, blood and violence in future chapter.

In the moment of insanity, he seemed like a promise of peace, your chance to rest. So why, tell me why was he driving you crazy with those eyes?

Or Mi-sun struggles with insomnia and slowly loses hope to get any real sleep, but it all changes when she meets Hoseok. He was a dream, literally and figurately, but slowly this dream seems to turn into a nightmare.

CH1 CH2

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You were wrong, you were almost laughably wrong. Once again a day had passed without sleep, the hours spent trying to silence your thoughts in hopes of falling asleep, but to no avail. The hours passed, and soon your phone buzzed against the hardwood of your bedside table signaling it’s time to get ready, signaling your failure. You didn’t move, letting the buzzing float into the silence of the morning, your dry, irritated eyes remained on the invisible dot on the ceiling. Why was this happening to you? Sleep, a basic instinct for all animals on this earth was failing you, but why? What were you doing wrong? You didn’t eat too soon before sleeping, you didn’t use your phone in bed, or an hour before, you didn’t have any caffeine hours before sleeping and so much more. Yet nothing seemed to work.

You stared at the small window showing your mirrored image, your eyes traced your face, from the pale cheeks to the darkened eyes where they remained staring into the black orbs. The mouse hovered over the block camera button as you stared at your bare face, the fatigued had given you no motivation or will to apply any. With a sigh, your head went limp as you clicked the button and joined the online lesson.

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You weren’t sure if the hours were dragging or flashing past as you lesson after lesson struggled to take notes. Mind wandering and eyes zoning out, you fought to stay focused on anything, you rested your face in your hands. tired eyes flickering behind closed eyelids, everything was silent in the room, and in your head. You stayed still searching for a sound, but to no avail, opening your mouth, you took a deep breath, the silence was making you somehow claustrophobic. Slowly shaped flickered behind your eyelids, whites and blacks merge together to form a picture, you watch as white walls rose their surface blank of any pattern or colour. A roof and floor completing the small box. Everything was empty apart from you standing in the middle. Your chest tightened as you gasped for air, turning left and right searching. Any colour, any sound any- a high pitched ping rang through your ears jerking your head up. Rough breathing echoing in the room, you licked your dry lips as you stared at the message on your screen. Join the call.

The last lesson was over, the school day was done. You stared at your hands, they were still shaky from earlier. With a sigh you pulled on your sleeves, your hands disappearing into the light coloured fabric. Your chair squeaked quietly as you leaned back on it letting your head fall back, eyes remain on the ceiling before turning to the side. The rest of your room coming into view. Your bed coming into view. Your gaze remained of it, studying the details covering the pink blanket. What if you never fell asleep again? Time seemed to freeze at that thought, what if you never fell asleep? You gripped the seat as a wave of nausea washed over you, eyes still fixated on the bed you used the table support as you stood up. You clutched the fabric of your hoodie feeling your racing heart thumping faintly against your knuckles, how long could a human go without sleep? Three, three days, right? Your knees buckled under you, the hard floor catching you, two days had passed, two days. If you didn’t sleep today you’d die, mouth hanging slack you gasped for air as another wave of nausea was washing over you, your stomach’s content threatening to spill itself. Your trembling hands pressed against the floor, no, no you need to calm down, there is no way you’ll fall asleep like this. Pushing yourself slowly onto your feet, you wipe the sweat off your neck before stepping towards your bed with shaky legs. “It’s going to be fine.” muttered to yourself as you sunk into your bed, “it’s all going to be fine, I just need to sleep.” you gasped out.

You weren’t sure how long you laid there gasping for air as you sobbed, tears staining your pillow, but eventually, your body had succumbed to exhaustion.

Your gaze travelled across the room, taking in the earthy colours and faint sweet smell before looking down onto your cup with a small smile. The warmth of the cup tingled against your fingertips, you weren’t sure what was in your cup, but you didn’t mind the relaxation of the cafe atmosphere being far more pleasurable. “Hello” your head jerked up as a voice broke you out of your thoughts, staring back as you were a chocolate haired boy, his lips pulled in a heart-shaped smile. “Hi.” your voice faint as you took in the boy’s beauty, he chuckled lightly at your stare “Can I join you?”, clearing your throat in embarrassment you nodded with a small yes.

The conversation flowed on like you had known each other for years, the boy being easy to speak to. You had still not gotten over his beauty, leaning back onto the seat he peered back at you lips occasionally stretching into a smile. That smile that you had already fallen in love with, the way his lips spread into a heart letting his teeth shine through as his eyes grew smaller, yeah just like that. “Are you listening to me Mi-sun?” the boy questioned having caught onto your absent mind, he was leaning forward elbows resting onto the table. Your eyes fell to the table embarrassment coating your cheeks. Cold fingers pressed against your flushed cheek, as a faint “ahh, cute” echoed into the silence.

Your eyes stared into the ceiling, the high pitched ring of your alarm ringing in your ears, but you made no effort to turn it off. The scenes flickering behind your eyes awaking butterflies in your stomach, you rolled over to your side with a whine hiding your face in your hands. It was hard to contain the smile that was growing on your lips. With a last sigh, you silenced your alarm as you sat up, electricity ran up your legs as the soles of your feet pressed against the cold floor. Yeah, you definitely didn’t need any coffee today.

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Not me studying a week straight for a test and still not understanding anything. (｡•ˇ‸ˇ•｡)

#bts hoseok #j-hope #hoseok x reader #hoseok fanfic #bts fanfic #hoseok horror #bts horror #lil angst #insomniac reader #kpop fanfic

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plutoismydaddy · 3 years

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I can read you like a book 5

Jimin x reader Gangster au

In the midst of a gang war Jimin finds himself in his own war. A war between himself and the feelings he was developing for the girl with the fuzzy pink scarf.

CH1 CH2 CH3 CH4 CH5

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The gravel crunched under your shoes as you stepped off the bus, the cold air wasting no time to bite against your exposed skin "I need to get a fucking driving licence." you muttered under your breath pulling your jacket closer. Rounding the corner you listened as the sound of chatter and footsteps faded behind you. Eventually, only silence remained making its presence clear as it rang in your ears. The lack of noise made you uncomfortably aware of your heartbeat, reality seemed to set in at this moment as you realised you would be completely alone with Jimin, in the middle of nowhere. You didn't know whether to walk quicker or slower.

Slowly a black car came into view, its metal shining under the moon's light, your eyes scanned over the open area spotting nothing but the small glimmering lights from houses in the distance. You were truly alone, maybe he was actually going to kill you? You chuckled as your gaze returned to the car, with each step it came closer, and closer. You flinched slightly when the driver's side door flew open, and Jimin stepped out, the both of you stopped staring at each other. His black dress shirt was slightly unbuttoned giving you a peek of his collarbones and smooth skin. Tearing your gaze away, you hoped that your face hadn't gone red, what's with him wearing all black? Your eyes fell to the ground below you, the grey concrete radiated coldness with its dull colour, was he already dressed for my funeral? Faint footsteps ripped through the silence as Jimin walked around the car to the passenger side, eyes following the man you watched silently, "Get in". It was simple, and to the point yet you stood frozen in place only blinking at the man "Why?". Jimin's eyebrows twitch upwards for a second, he most likely expected you to skip right up and take a seat in the car. Despite how nice he had been in the past your common sense still functioned and getting into the car of a well known, and angry, gangster you had only known for a couple months didn't sound like fun. His shock didn't last long as his body seemed to lean more forward, body tensing up, eyebrows now knitted his eyes staring daggers into yours. Ah if he wasn't going to kill you before he surely is now. "Soomin. Get. In. The. Car" Jimin's voice was strained as he spoke through gritted teeth, you gulped before taking your first step towards the car, used to the cheerful and easy-going Jimin you didn't expect him to be this serious.

Closing the door behind you Jimin walked to the other side of the vehicle, following the man with your eyes you couldn't help but notice how his thighs moved against the fabric of his dark pants. With each, his muscles would push against the textile flaunting their shape. Tearing your eyes, you faced the window beside you, hoping he wouldn't notice the readiness taking over your face as he took his place beside you. You had thought it was silent before, but this... God. The car doors isolated the tiny noises that existed outside, making the quiet so much more unbearable. You stared down onto your hands, out of the corner of your eye you could see Jimin turning, eyes peering at you before leaning his head back onto the headrest with a sigh. I can't take this anymore you thought as you opened your mouth to speak, but you were interrupted before you could say anything. "Care to explain?" his eyes had once again returned to your face, but this time you mirrored him glaring at him "I'm sorry?". Your voice came out in a harsh jab. You felt offended, the audacity he had to ask you to explain when he was the one acting weird "You want me to explain? Why don't you explain why you've been sneaking around?". "What the hell are you talking about? If any of us is sneaking around, it's you, running ar-" cutting him off you leaned forward anger clouding your mind. "You said and I fucking quote it's useless, we should stop coming to the roof, yet there you were, car parked in the same place at the same time." you felt your nose twitch with irritation "That's what I'm talking about.". Your breathing was heavy as you glared at the man that stared back at you in slight surprise, his mouth slightly agape before he returned the angry look. "Let me guess you were with Seokjin then too-" you opened your mouth ready to interrupt again, all manners forgotten in the moment of anger, but you didn't have time to speak as Jimin grabbed you collar pulling you forward, your noses almost touching. Your hands flew instinctively up, clutching his wrists in shock. Jimin's face held pure rage, his jaw was clenched and eyebrows slightly twitching as they hooded his glaring eyes. "Why THE FUCK! Were you with Seokjin" he hissed, hot breath hitting against your quivering lips, if it wasn't for the fear you'd probably be blushing like crazy. You felt like a prey caught in the jaws of a predator, you tried to take a deep breath, but it only got caught in your throat "Because," gaze falling you tried to pull away from the man, you can't show you're afraid, but his hands didn't budge. "You said you didn't want to go back there so..." your voice died out into silence, you felt the pressure from his eyes bearing down on you. Not hearing a response you continued "I needed to see something, that's why I went back. And I didn't have any way to get there alone…". "So you called him:" your eyes flickered back to his face, your eyes grew in shock. All the anger, rage, had washed away and replaced with something softer, more valuable. You peered into his eyes, unable to figure out what was swirling around in his dark pupils... Why did he look so sad? You ignored the slight pang in your heart as your gaze shifted away from his face again, "And after we saw you there-" "You lost trust in me.". Jimin's eyes flickered between your eyes for a moment before his head fell with a sigh, slowly he let go of you, the pressure releasing from around your neck. You rubbed your neck slightly, the ghost of his knuckles and rings pressed against your throat still there. "I'll drive you home.", you only nodded in response.

The atmosphere in the car was heavy, almost unbearable as he scenes from before replayed in your head. The way he had looked at you with pure rage, you felt your heart quicken just thinking about it. God who could have imagined a guy like him could be that scary you thought as you glanced at him from the corner of your eye. A chill ran up your back.

Slowly the car stopped in front of your apartment, the street lights casting their yellow hue over the car and both of your still bodies. You wanted to say something, get answers for all the answers that flew around in your head, turning to Jimin you hoped to get an ounce of confidence, but your mind only went emptier as your eyes made contact. You were still shaky from the earlier conversation. Turning away, you let a sigh out before opening the car door and stepping out, leaving Jimin behind you.

Hands pressed onto your face you groaned the exhaustion of the night weighing on your body, your hands slowly slipped off your face and bounced against your mattress. You had met Jimin today thinking you'd get some answers, hell maybe even getting beat up, but that didn't happen. You rolled onto your side clutching your pillow as you furrowed in thought, In fact, you got more questions now, another groan fell from your lips as you buried your face into the pillow. You let your emotions take over, and in the end nothing got accomplished, so annoying you thought. Closing your eyes, you basked in the stillness as you stared into the black void of your eyelids, between the odd shapes and lights you a face appeared. Soft skin creased between the two worried eyebrows, your gaze onto Jimin's eyes, they had grown bigger the black pools gazing into yours. You hugged the pillow closer, body subconsciously curling into itself, the way he had looked at you was so intense, almost like he was trying to stare into your soul, like a mad man. A pang gripped your heart, your chest tightening slightly, but why did he look so sad?

#bts #bts jimin #jimin x reader #gangster au #jimin gang au #bts gang au #gang au #jimin fanfic #bts fanfic

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plutoismydaddy · 3 years

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Hello, I just wanted to say that I'll most likely be publishing ch 5 of I can read you like a book tomorrow, but it’ll be in the later hours. Sorry for the wait! °˖✧◝(⁰▿⁰)◜✧˖°

#i can read you like a book #park jimin x reader #gangster au #jimin gangster au #bts jimin

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plutoismydaddy · 3 years

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The man of my dreams CH1

Hoseok x reader Dream/insomnia AU

Warning: Insomnia, blood and violence in future chapter.

In the moment of insanity, he seemed like a promise of peace, your chance to rest. So why, tell me why was he driving you crazy with those eyes?

CH1 CH2

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Electricity ran up your legs as the soles of your feet pressed against the cold floor, your eyes fell on the small analog clock on your bedside table. 6:30, you could only sigh. Another sleepless night. You leaned your head back, the popping of your neck bones echoing in your foggy mind.

Your stiff limbs carried you through the dark apartment and into your kitchen where the coffee maker was waiting for you, mocking you with its “delicious” logo. You hated the bitter beverage but it was the only thing that could get you through the day, so with a disgusted face you filled and turned it on before walking away from the small buzzing machine. Raking your hand through your hair you walked into the bathroom to wash your face, the bright lights blinding you for a moment. You watched the water rush out of the faucet, small drops of water splashing against the knuckles of your hands that gripped the sink. You didn’t sleep a wink last night, hours spent either tossing in your sheets or staring at the corner of your room. “I guess the cycle is starting again” you muttered into the air your fingertips tingling under the cold water as you scooped it up.

Your eyes followed the red dot of the professor’s laser as he scanned over the presentation, but few words actually made their way into your head. The transition to online school that followed the pandemic had made school so much harder, and your deteriorating grades were good proof. A low buzz pulled you from your half-assed attempt to listen to the lesson, 1 Message from Byeon Mun-hee, your nail tapped against the screen as you unlocked the phone. “We're getting in a group call soon wanna join?”. Video calls had become the new way of hanging out with your friends. In the beginning everyone found it frustrating but now it was appreciated for being the only thing that kept everyone sane.

A rainbow of voices greeted you as you joined the call, smiling you greeted back with a “Hellooo”. Everyone had gotten used to the situation and the conversations rolled on like you were all sitting in the same room as everyone chatted happily. Soon the topic fell on school, “Ahhhhh, it’s so annoying” Ae-cha, an economics major, finished her rant with a whine the rest of you could only sigh back in agreement. “Hey, Mi.-sun. How is it going with your schoolwork? You look a bit exhausted.” Mun-hee’s voice called out through your headphones. You felt a small smile stretch across your face, you weren't sure if it was obvious or if it was her BFF senses tingling. You looked back up at your concerned friends before shrugging slightly “Eh I’m fine, I couldn’t sleep that well yesterday that's all.” you hand massaged your stiff neck “ I got like...5 hours of sleep”. Your eyes fell to the desk guilt filling your chest, you hated lying especially when your friends were so nice, “I slept 3 hours!” silence rang in your ears. the three of you blinked at Gim Jee as she struggled to hide her smirk. The English major loved to brag about everything, and by the way she had turned her nose up in pride, you could only assume she saw sleep deprivation as an achievement. “Oh, really?” you chuckled at the girl shaking your head slightly.

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Smile stretched across your lips, you clicked on the “submit” button as your body wiggled in a satisfied dance. After almost 3 hours you had finished all the assignments for today and you couldn’t help but feel proud over your work. Your happiness didn’t last long as your smile slowly faded away once your eyes fell on the clock on your phone, 2:00. Your eyes subconsciously flickered to your bed, you were tired, body aching not only from the long day but from the lack of sleep from the day before, but you knew that you’d most likely not sleep. You stood up with a huff, it was always like that body aching and screaming for sleep and rest but once you laid in bed and tried to sleep it seemed like your brain couldn’t shut up. You cringed as the bathroom light blinded you for a moment you had contemplated complaining to the landlord multiple times but never really done anything except mutter about it.

Finishing your night routine you dried your face before waddling back to your room in hopes of some rest.

A groan fell from your lips as the soft mattress pressed against your body and relieved your limbs of pressure. You rolled your shoulders basking in the pleasure before turning onto your side and plugging your phone in to charge. You almost smirked, all doubt from earlier gone you were confident that you’d get some rest soon.

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......Hai.....this is awkward, I've been gone for a while, and now that I'm back I post something that isn't a “I can read you like a book” chapter. Let me explain, I had written 3 chapters and was ready to start a schedule again but I accidentally deleted the woooooohle story... so I raged and quit. No, but I'm going to continue that story, I just want to publish something small just to keep thing fresh and funky. (๑´ω`๑)

#j-hope #hoseok #hoseok x reader #bts hoseok #bts fanfic #lil angst #dream au #insominac reader #kpop fanfic #bts horror

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plutoismydaddy · 3 years

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I can read you like a book 4

Jimin x reader Gangster au

In the midst of a gang war Jimin finds himself in his own war. A war between himself and the feelings he was developing for the girl with the fuzzy pink scarf.

CH1 CH2 CH3 CH4 CH5

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“All of a sudden?” Seokjin furrowed his eyebrows “All of a sudden!” you repeated, “He was all fine, and then he flipped all of a sudden saying something about wasting our time or whatever.”. You leaned back in your seat, trying to not burst with anger. The car stopped in front of a red light and Seokjin turned to you “Believe it or not, but this is not something Jimin does. He might be a bit impulsive, but he never gives up just because it’s boring.”. Seokjin shook his head lightly as he spoke “Are you sure you didn’t say something?” you felt a slight pang in your heart at the accusation “No, nothing. We were laying in silence, but as soon as that girl, I don’t know her fucking name, walked in he decided that he had enough.”. “That girl?” a honk sounded from the car behind you, looking at the light the two of you realised it had turned green. “There is this one girl that visits the den regularly. She seems to be important or something just based on how people react to her and how many attend the meetings when she does.”. “Do you have any info on her?” reaching into your bag you pulled out your camera “No, she was actually the reason I wanted to go today, I got some good pictures. We might finally get something on her.” the last words fell quietly from your lips. Seokjin’s eyes flickered from the road to you scrolling through the pictures”...When did Jimin say he didn’t want to go back?” still concentrated on the photos you answered with a simple “Yesterday”. “But he was there today?” your finger stopped pressing the buttons, you had almost forgotten about that. A sigh fell from both your lips simultaneously “God my head.” the man beside you groaned and buried his face in his hands after parking the car. Sitting in silence, the two of you seemed in a trance as you stared into space. “Can I see the pictures?” you placed the camera in his open hand, “I couldn’t get a shot on her face but the jewellery her body might help”. “Were gonna see if we can find the jeweller and then see all the customers that have bought similar pieces?” you nodded slightly “exactly”.

You had texted Jimin telling him you couldn’t meet him the coming week because you had to work overtime at the cafe, you physically cringed in pain at the sad response you had gotten, but you had to lie. There was no other way to explain why you would spend the whole week with Seokjin. Taking a deep breath, you returned your attention to the picture on your laptop, staring back at you was the belly chain the hooded person wore. You clicked to the next image, this time their feet appeared, the coal-black boot’s heel was covered with a golden plate. The buckle on the side held the same symbol as the one hanging from the waist chain, a golden tiger head with piercing deep blue eyes. You could probably draw it in your sleep with how many times you had stared at it. Trying to google the small charms that hung from the gold chain, resulted in nothing. But this wasn’t any bad news, the fact that it wasn’t known enough to come up on google meant that it was most likely handmade and maybe even requested. Your phone buzzed from beside you, your heart jumped for a moment at the thought of Jimin, but it was only Seokjin.

Your eyes traced the jewellery laying under the glass, you had entered the jewellery shop alone, but you knew Seokjin didn’t leave you with his gaze. “You have some beautiful pieces” you spoke still pretending to be intrigued by the glittering metal “Thank you, we get everything by the best of the best” the woman spoke pride lacing her voice. “Is there anything specific you’re looking for?” the woman continued, you looked up at her. “Maybe a gold waist chain” the red-painted lips of the jeweller stretched into a smile “mmm, a waist chain” she walked eyes peering through the glass onto the jewellery. “A great way for a woman to show off her curves” you let out an embarrassed chuckle “But unfortunately we don’t have any” her lips slightly curled down as she spoke. “Oh”, this was going to take forever, you sighed in your head.

Seokjin chuckled at the huff that fell from your lips as you plopped down in the car closing the car door, “Nothing?” you leaned your head back “Nothing.”. The vehicle hummed as Seokjin started the car “Well, it’s only the first store.”. Despite Seokjin’s optimism, the day ended the same as it had begun, fruitless. “Let’s just give up for today” Seokjin sighed beside you, as you rubbed warmth into your hands, you only nodded in response.

Watching the street lights pass over the car you pulled out your phone, opening the messaging app, you felt disappointment, flood your stomach. Jimin’s face engulfed your mind, you hadn’t seen or heard from him in so long. A warm burning feeling creepy up your chest and tightened your throat, you swallowed trying to blink away the tears, what was going on? Were you really getting attached to a person you had only known for barely a month? Slowly sinking into your seat you swallowed again, he clearly didn’t care about you, the two of you were only colleagues, more images flashed in your head Jimin smiling and laughing. He didn’t care about you.

You stretched your arms, your fingertips grazing against the warm roof of the car, you watched the storefronts fly by outside your window, It was a new day, and hopefully, you would finally find something.

You bounced to the car, “Ooo.” Seokjin’s eyebrows rose as he turned towards you in interest, closing the car door behind you, you mirrored Seokjin “I found her.” you smirked at Seokjin. The man stared back at you, his face twisted in confusion, “The girl in the picture?”, you shook your head “No...but I found out where she bought her jewellery.”. You handed him a small white paper, the black ink spelling out the address. “The lady might be working for the Balck Doves or is at least close to them so we should be careful” Seokjin nodded pressing down the gas pedal.

“I’m coming with you” Seokjin spoke from beside you, the car parked beside a cafe not far from the jewellery shop, you simply nodded sensing this would be a bit different from the stress you visited before. The two of you stepped out of the car and walked towards the small store, you closed the space between you and the man beside you arms bumping against each other “We don’t know if she works with them or not, so we should probably keep this short” your voice was low as you spoke eyes not leaving the store. “I’ll leave the talking to you,” Seokjin whispered back. The bell let out a cheerful shout as Seokjin pushed the door open, once inside you watched the lady behind the counter turn to you. Her right arm was bent slightly under the counter most likely holding something. Your eyes turned into crescent moons as you smiled at the lady “good evening.” you greeted. The woman seemed to relax, her right arm straightening and her tense shoulder slumping back down, she probably didn’t see you as a threat. “What a lovely shop you have.” you spoke softly, eyes running across the wine red walls before turning back to the lady, her crows feet grew at the compliment. “Thank you”, her voice was rough and nasally “What brings you here? I don’t think I have seen you before” her dark eyes flickered to Seokjin before returning to you. “We were passing by and I couldn’t help but be entranced by this beautiful store” you chuckled. The lady ran her palm along the side of her greying hair “I would love to see what you sell, but…” you furrowed your eyebrows imitating confusion as you looked around the room “I don’t see anything. You are a jewelry shop, right?”. The lady straightened a sparkle taking over her eyes “Yes! But no ordinary jewelry shop, every jewlery is customised for the individual customer. No piece is the same!”. You tried your best to bite back a smirk “No piece is the same, huh?”, the woman nodded, her head held high with pride “I refuse to make duplicates!”.

The lady went on explaining the whole process, you gulped, keeping a smile on your face before turning to the man behind you, he blinked confused at you. So much for keeping it short, you thought as you turned back to the lady. Still, you were sure buttering her up with compliments would make it easier to get info out of her, “You’re truly talented you chuckled through gritted teeth. The woman seemed oblivious to the souring mood instead basking in the affection. “Well why don’t I design something for you? I don’t usually take customers outside my usuals, but you’re such a sweetheart.” the lady walked into the back room as she spoke, your eyebrows rose at the comment “Usual customers? Is this a family business?” you could hear Sekojin straighten up, interested in the answer as well. “Not really, a close… friend pays for the expenses of this store, and in return, I make jewellery for her.” the lady spoke as she picked through some colours stones eyebrows furrowed in concentration. “Hmm, I think yellow would suit you. Yellow is very entrancing and represents happiness, which suits you perfectly.”. An image suddenly popped up in your head, it was one of the charms on the waist chain, a blue stone wrapped in a gold cord. You licked your lips leaning forward “Um, how- how about blue?” you stared at her with big eyes “No, blue is more for a person that is wise and powerful. I don’t get that from you, no offence” she chuckled. “How about animals?” you were basically leaning over the counter “My friend here is a loves tigers” Seokjin jumped at the sudden attention, stepping forward he nodded catching on. The lady froze for a second, her lips pulling slightly up in disgust before she returned to work. “...Tigers are spiteful animals, they only take with no regards of others...They kill and betray.” the wrinkles around her nose dug deeper into her skin as she wrinkled her nose in disgust. “Ungrateful” she hissed but were cut off by the cheerful sound of the bell. The three of you turned to the door, there froze and mirroring your shocked face stood Park Jimin, it had been so long since the last time you couldn’t help but let your eyes linger and drink all of his features. His now sharp eyes broke you out of your trance. He didn’t seem happy to see you, gulping hard you tuned to the lady “Oh my it seems that I have done it again and talked away the time,” you smiled pulling on your pink scarf in nervousness. “It seems like you have another customer too.” you turned to Seokjin who was glaring tough Jimin. Elbowing him slightly you bowed to the old lady “We’ll take our leave then.”, she reached out for the two of you as you walked towards the door. “Wait!” rounding the desk she handed you the jewellery she had worked on in your hand, you opened your mouth to speak. Still, she interrupted you “Thank you for the conversation.” Her eyes held a sadness that tore pain into your heart, giving her a smile and nod, the two of you walked out, you keeping your head low avoiding Jimin’s gaze.

You stared into the air, not fathoming what had happened, “What is he doing?!” Seokjin slammed his palm against the steering wheel, the car slightly jerking at the movement. You watched him from the corner of your eye, his eyebrows were furrowed, lips pulled in a scowl. Terrifying, you thought. Your eyes fell on the small jewellery shelled by your hands, you brought your hand up letting the keychain hang from your finger, the little yellow star dangling from the glittering chain. “She didn’t seem that alarmed when he walked in.” you spoke voice low and eyes not leaving the keychain “Not like when we walked in”. “He’s been there before.” Seokjin said through gritted teeth. You let out a sigh, your hand falling back onto your lap “Let’s forget that now. We got a good amount of info” you let your head fall back onto the headrest “The girl we’re searching for is most likely this “friend” that bought the store. But the lady didn’t seem happy with her, seeing how she spoke about the tiger thing”. The car fell into silence as the man beside you didn’t answer, you didn’t mind feeling a headache creep through your scalp, a slight buzz caught your attention. You opened your eyes and looked down on your phone, eyes slightly widening—a message from Jimin. You swallowed eyeing Seokjin, but he seemed lost in thought before looking back at your phone, based on the way he had looked earlier this couldn’t be good, you thought as you unlock the device. The message was short and to the point, Tomorrow, the concrete sea 20.00. The concrete sea was an old neighbourhood that was stripped of all buildings leaving only a massive area of flat concrete… isn’t it where people get taken to be killed? You thought a small nervous chuckle fell from your lips.

#BTS #bts jimin #jimin x reader #gangster au #jimin gang au #bts gang au #gang au #jimin fanfic #bts fanfic

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plutoismydaddy · 3 years

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I can read you like a book 3

Jimin x reader Gangster au

In the midst of a gang war Jimin finds himself in his own war, a war between himself and the feelings he was developing for the girl with the fuzzy pink scarf.

CH1 CH2 CH3 CH4 CH5

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You dragged the rag across the table, granting the stains no mercy, with a sigh you stood up, your back aching in strain. Maybe laying on a roof for hours and then getting 3 hours of sleep wasn’t one of your greatest ideas. You walked into the kitchen and threw the rag in the dirty laundry bag, either way you had to get used to it.

Three weeks had passed, three weeks of surveilling the small building. You looked over to JM. After all this time it had become like a routine, JM laying beside you as you huddled together eyes not leaving the small building. As tiring and cold as it was you couldn’t hide the slight excitement when you thought about spending time with the man beside you.

Your head jerked up from where it was resting in your palm at the sight of a short hooded figure. It wasn’t the first time you had seen the person, shiny jewellery coating their body, it was hard to forget, but that was not the thing that made you so interested in them. No, it was the way the guards seemed to stiffen up as they approached the building, or how whenever they came, it seemed to be a more important meeting. There was something special about them. You elbowed JM and pointed toward the person “Do we know anything about them?” JM shook his head “no...no I don’t think so”. Eyes fixated on the hooded figure the two of you watched as they walked into the small house. “Let’s go.”, you turned to the man beside you, but his eyes were still fixated on the small building. “What?” JM shoved his bouncers into his bag “Let’s go, we both know we’re wasting our time”.

You followed the man as he crossed the roof, questions filling your head. Eyes hooded by his furrowed eyebrows and jaw clenched JM walked down the stair, walking beside him you couldn’t help but wonder what had made him so upset. He seemed fine a minute ago. Your eyes followed JM’s hands as they raked through his hair, his pale forehead peaking through, he sighed before turning to you, the corner of his lips rising slightly. Your stomach did a backflip at the attention, “where...where are we going?” you turned and stared forward “Let’s just drive around for a bit”. You only nodded in respond.

Music hummed through the quiet car as JM drove, the street lights glowed a yellow shine onto his face. Your eyes scanned over his relaxed face, his half lidded eyes and plum lips contrasted against the earlier furrowed eyebrows and cleaned jaw. “So, what happened earlier?” JM’s eyes flickered to you before they returned to the road “What?”. You chuckled at his sudden memory loss “You got all grumpy all of a sudden.”, JM’s shoulders tensed as he cleared his throat ”Ooh, I just got tired of laying on that roof I guess. You know we’ve been there for weeks without seen anything”. You furrowed your eyebrows in confusion, sure you hadn’t caught some big boss, but you had gathered small pieces here and there. You looked over at him, anyone would understand that things like this took time “Are- did one of the bosses speak to you. Did Shin say anything?”. JM’s grip tightened on the wheel as he took a deep breath, “Let’s not talk about work now”, “What else would we talk about?” you cocked your eyebrow at him. “It’s not like we’re some colleges in an office” JM chuckled “yeah you’re right, but that doesn’t mean we can’t get to know each other.” his lips curled into a small smile as he glanced towards you.

There he goes, changing his mood in a second “I already know your name, so it’s only fair if I told you mine. I’m Park Jimin.”, butterflies filled your stomach at the introduction. There was something intimate about knowing his first name, it was like JM was a mask that had now fallen to finally let you see Jimin, the real Jimin. Realizing your lack of response you gave him a smile “Nice to meet you.”, he mirrored your smile. “So why did you start working for the gangs?”. You tried your best to not show the slight discomfort that had filled your stomach at the question, you let out an awkward attempt at a chuckle “I had to pay off some family debt”. “By jumping into the world of crime instead of getting a job at a cafe or something” Jimin laughed, and you followed suit “The pay is better, I got more money talking to some crack heads in a week than serving people for a month”. Jimin only laughed more at your reasoning “Well why did you join? Did your mother abandon you as a child and you had to fend for yourself, and you are now looking for revenge!” you finished your dramatic speech with a sigh before the two of you burst out in laughter again. Jimin leaned forward as he laughed his warm hand grazing against your thigh as he grabbed your seat, the two of you gasped for air once you calmed down. “Naah Namjoon threatened to tell my mother that I had sex if I didn’t join his gang”. Silence filled the air as the two of you blinked at each other before you burst into laughter “And you called me dumb” you gasped out “I was in 9th grade” Jimin wheezed back.

The car had stood in front of your apartment for a while, already going over the allowed parking time, but the two of you didn’t stop talking. Jimin threw his head back in laughter at your little story, you could spend a lifetime watching the man in front of you, but you knew you had to go home and get some rest. Watching the sun’s first rays peek over the horizon you listened to Jmin’s laughter quiet down to chuckles “I should go home.”, Jimin followed your gaze “Yeah, I guess it’s late.”. Despite the words, neither of you moved from your spot the silence wrapping itself around you like a warm blanket. Letting out a sigh you sat up straight in your seat “Thanks for the drive it was lovely” you resisted smiling as you watched Jimin frown in slight disappointment. “It’s nice, you got some hilarious stories” he let out a chuckle “Well I’ll see you tomorrow, same place, same time.”, you opened the car door, the cold air biting against your skin “Yeah...no” you blinked at him “We should, I don’t know, change our tactics”. “What, why?” you froze, the car door hanging open “We’ve already identified like 5 members of the gang just by watching from that roof.” Jimin paused, his gaze seemed to shift into a slight glare as he crossed his arms and leaned back in his seat. “I just think we could do this more efficiently.”, “well this is wo-” your voice died into silence as Jimin leaned forward his voice low. “Come to one Soomin”, hearing your name fall from his lips seemed to squeeze something inside of you “Let’s just try a new plan, if it doesn’t work then we’ll just go back to the dumb rooftop shit.”. His nose grazed against yours as he breathed, you had never done any drug, but you were sure this was what being high felt like. “What do you think, hmm?” Jimin’s question pulled you out of the maze that was his eyes and back into reality “I, uh I mean yeah we could try...we could try,”. A smile grew on his lips.

Your body was heavy as you reached over to turn off the alarm, with a groan you laid back in your bed. You didn’t have work today as the cafe was going through some renovation, you weren’t complaining, body heavy with exhaustion you weren’t sure could have worked anyways. You rolled over onto your side, you had spent the night thinking, well trying to. There was something off with Jimin, you knew it, but every time you tried to figure it out in your head, your thought wandered back to how close he was, how his eyes had flickered from your lips back to your eyes and how low his voice was as if he only wanted you to hear him. And just like the night before you buried your face into the pillow, and kicked your feet against the soft mattress under you. That man was going to drive you crazy. There was definitely something going on. You sat up and swung your legs over the edge the cold floor attacking against your bare feet, you had to go back to that roof a last time, but with no car and Jimin definitely not an option you were stuck. Scrolling through your contacts, you tried to think of a good excuse as to why you would need to be dropped off at the outskirts of the city. Your eyebrows twitched upwards as your eyes fell on a certain name, Seokjin.

“So why did you call me? I don’t mind, of course, I just thought JM was supposed to be your partner.” you bit your lip, you wanted to tell him about Jimin’s weird behaviour, but they were in the same gang after all, and probably trusted each other more. “Yeah, but he seemed a bit tired yesterday, so I thought I’d go alone this time.” you shrugged. Seokjin nodded slightly as he furrowed his eyebrows in thought “yeah, he seemed a bit stressed yesterday” you raised your eyebrows as you eyed Seokjin “Oh?” Seokjin appeared clueless to your sudden interest as he let out a small chuckle turning on his turn signal. “Usually, that guy is the chillest person ever, we could be walking through rival territory, and he’d be scrolling through Instagram or something.”. You let out a chuckle as you leaned back in your seat, thoughts running again “I guess he must have been really tired, huh?”

“Where do you want me to park?” you scanned the area “How about there?” you pointed to a building a bit further to where Jimin used to park. You undid your seatbelt as the car stopped “It’s freezing, and I won’t take long, so you could stay in the car” you smiled at the man beside you, you weren’t going to force him into the cold also you only came for one person. “Ahh thank you, I hate the cold” he sighed as he pulled his coat closer when the cold night air filled the car.

Clutching your bag to your chest you kept close to dark walls as you walked, you approached the now so familiar building. Looking around before running towards it you force, there behind a small shed stood a slick black car, the same black slick car as Jimin drove. Same registration plate and all. But Jimin had made it very clear that he didn’t want to come back here though, eyes not leaving the car you pulled out your camera and snapped some photos of the vehicle. You never thought you’d use it against Jimin of all people. Turning your attention back to the reason you came here, you looked around the area again before running to the building, but instead of entering through the battered doors, you followed the cold walls. Once you were close to the edge of the building, you laid down on the ground and crawled the last bit. You were basically lying right in front of the Balck dove’s den shielded by nothing but the shade of the building beside you. Like a sniper on the battlefield, you laid there peering through your camera waiting for your target.

You don’t know how much time had passed, but the cold was starting to get to you. Thinking back to how you would press yourself against Jimin for the warmth you instinctively pressed yourself against the wall beside you, but you were only met with the cold concrete. The low buzzing in your phone pulled you from your thoughts, eyeing the guards a last time you moved slowly and pulled out your phone. Your stiff fingers worked the passcode into the phone to unlock it, One unread message from Jimin stared back at you. Eyes flickering to the building in front of you and seeing nothing had changed, you pressed on the notification. Hey, I might be a little late tonight, I’ll pick you up when I’m done <3. You stared at the screen anger slowly bubbling in your stomach. What the fuck are you doing Jimin? You shoved your phone back in your pocket, you didn’t have time for his bullshit; they should be here any moment now.

The quiet sound of the shutter filled our ears as the short figure walked in front of you, like a model on the catwalk they walked with confidence. As usual, the jewellery hugging their body shimmered in the light, a golden chain wrapped itself around their waist showing off their curves, and the golden coated heels and buckles on their shoes made their every step shine. You had seen these ornaments so many times, but this time you could get a good look at them, and some even better pictures. Your eyes followed the figure as they walked through the doors. Like a sniper laying on the battlefield, you located your target.

You plopped onto the seat with a huff, the warm air of the car coating your body. “Welcome back. Did you find anything?” you smiled back at Seokjin “I got exactly what I needed”. With a smile, Seokjin started the car, filling the silence with conversation Seokjin headed towards the city, but the car slowly came to a stop before you could. Seokjin leaned forwards furrowing his head as he stared past you, “Isn’t… Isn’t that JM’s car?” you turned your head not sure if you should act surprised at the parked car. Deciding you were tired of all the lying and pretending you turned and stared back at the man beside you with a bored stare “yup”. Seokjin’s eyes returned to the car “But he said he was at home” his voice was low almost as if he was talking to himself. “Home?”, “yeah, I texted him to see how he was doing, and he said he was just resting at home” that’s it you thought, You had to talk to Seokjin. “Let’s talk as we drive, so he doesn’t see us”, with a nod he drove away.

#bts #btsjimin #jimin x reader #gangstr au #jimin gang au #bts gang au #gang au #jimin fanfic #bts fanfic

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plutoismydaddy · 3 years

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pls read

Hi, hello

This might be long but please read it, it would mean a lot to me.

Um I was supposed to update my story on Wednesday, cus that's the schedule, but that didn't happen and I wanna apologise for it. The reason there was no update was because on Wednesday I went into my class group chat on snapchat, and there was a video. Now it’s not uncommon for people to share memes so I was expecting that, instead it was a video of TW a man shooting himself TW over in a very gruesome way, nothing was hidden. I left the group chat right away cus I was scared, and like a minute later I had a panic attack and then like two hours later I had another. It’s been like that for three or four days, I can't remember right now. The panic attacks are kind of getting so bad that I’ve thrown up a couple times and I get really bad chest pains. I even thought I almost had a heart attack once, like some idiot. I also haven’t really slept more than a collective 4 hours since.

I don't really know why I'm writing this, I guess I'm asking for help because I can't tell anyone. The thing is that it’s not the first time I’ve seen TW suicide TW over, cus I’ve been suicidal for years. And I have watched videos of TW people jumping off buildings, drowning and shooting tempel TW over, but nothing has been as gruesome as that video. I don't wanna describe it, but it's awful. Idk maybe I'm just being overdramatic.

Once again so I'm sorry for the story, I'll try to upload the new chapter in like an hour or two. Im sorry.

//MiniPluto

#pls help #tw suicide #panic attack

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plutoismydaddy · 4 years

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I can read you like a book 2

Jimin x reader Gangster au

In the midst of a gang war Jimin finds himself in his own war, a war between himself and the feelings he was developing for the girl with the fuzzy pink scarf.

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“Alright be nice to the young lady now Bomi.” the old lady kissed the golden retriever on its head before handing you its leash “I’ll make sure she will have a great time.” you smiled back at her.

A sigh of relief fell from your lips as you crossed the street, all your other clients had cancelled today, you’d probably have to take an extra shift at the cafe to be able to pay this month’s bills. Sighing again, you stuffed your hands in your pockets. Bomi tugged slightly against the leash as she took in the different scents, you couldn’t help but smile at the dog’s excitement. Looking up you watched the light cloud of your breath disappear into nothing, it had been almost a week since you spoke to the gangs and today was the day you were gonna present your idea. You had to be careful though, there were two big gangs and a smaller one, so you had to be cautious as to not turn them against each other. Everyone was needed for this to work. You turned the corner walking towards the park, The Hyunshik clan first, then the Tigers and lastly BTS. Yeah, that was probably the best idea.

You turned to Munhee with a smile as you walked through the door she had opened, she didn’t enter with you instead closing it and standing outside to make sure no one interrupted. Hyunshik looked up at you “It’s bittersweet to see you” a chuckle left his lips “Well I guess you have a plan.” sitting down you nodded at him. You cleared your throat “I think the best thing to do right now is to wait and gather information.” Hyunshik furrowed his eyebrows the left corner of his lips pulling to the side. “We need as much information on them as possible before we decide how we should take them down. We can’t let any of them get away, so we need to know exactly who is in that gang. And if we can get their positions, that’s even better.”

The man��s lips seemed to relax, but his hand rose to his chin stroking it slightly, probably doubting the idea. “They’re not inflicting any direct harm, right?” “No, not unless they’re not provoked” his eyebrows rose as he spoke. You opened your mouth to speak again but he beat you to it “I think it’s a good plan, we can’t rush this.”. Hyunsik paused in thought “But, I don’t know if The Tigers will agree as easily, three of his men have already been killed, and he’s lost a good amount of product. If anything he might be lining his men up to kill as we speak”. You sighed, you already knew this. “I think we all know that won’t work, I’ll just have to try. And if he doesn’t agree then… I guess I’ll just tell him to back off until it’s over” Hyunshik leaned back in his chair as he laughed “Back off! He’s already easily angered, and you wanna insult him in the face”. You smiled back “It’s only an insult if he takes it as such”. Hyunshik leaned forward “Alright and after gathering the info needed, what happens then?” you shrugged your shoulder “Easy, we just gather them all in a single place and yeah”. Hyunshik smiled, nodding his head “Alright”.

You took a deep breath as you approached the Tigers’ building, you needed all the confidence and patience to convince that hot head old man.

Your eyes winded in confusion and shock as you saw not only the leaders of the Tigers, but the leader of BTS turned towards you. “Oh I’m sorry, I’ll come back at another hour” you were just gonna give a bow and walk away when Shin the leader of the Tigers stood up with a welcoming smile “No come in, you arrived at the perfect time actually” Namjoon nodded “Please, sit down”. You eyed the two men as you walked in Namjoon had crossed his arms across his chest, his jaw clenched, and Shin was glaring at Namjoon through the corner of his eyes, his lips pressed into a tight line. Okay this was bad you thought as you sat down, it was clear that the two had been arguing before you had walked in, which didn’t help our case at all. You sat down in the chair between the two men, “I’m guessing you were talking about the...problem” Namjoon brought the wine glass to his lips with a chuckle “and as I promised I’m here with an idea”, “I thought you promised a solution?” Namjoon raised an eyebrow at you. “It’s a solution once we try it and it works, for now, it’s an idea” you smiled back, Don’t try me Namjoon. Namjoon continued to stare at you, almost as if he was trying to find the map to Atlantis in your face. “Well spit it out already” Shin’s fingers tapped impatiently on the table.

“Time?! Haven’t we given them enough time?” Shin raised his voice as he pointed to you, “It’s not a matter o-” Shin interrupted you standing up “They took three of my men and almost ten kilos of product”. You blinked at him unhappy to be interrupted “If you just rush in and shoot them you might get one or two, but since we don’t know how many there are in the gang there will most likely be someone that runs and informs the rest of the gang”. Shin pulled out a cigarette as he sat down and Namjoon picked up the wine glass again. This was not going well, seeing the two distracted you rolled your shoulder in an attempt to realise some of your anxiety, and leaned towards Shin resting your elbow on the armrest. “Look, this is not my problem, I’m not even in this business anymore, I’m just trying to help. I’m an ex-mole, and so are the members of the Balck Doves, I thought you’d maybe want some suggestions.”. Shin mirrored your action and leaned onto his elbow as he puffed on his cigarette. “How are you supposed to gather information?” Namjoon questioned seemingly more relaxed. “Like always, using moles,” you sit back up straight “But, only using one or two. To minimise the chance of a spy and any information getting out” both men nodded their heads “But the ones you choose have to be 100% trusted. No doubt.”. You furrowed your eyebrows to exaggerate your seriousness. Shin let out a sigh leaning back in his chair, closing his eyes “All my most trusted are dead” pain fluttered your heart at the frustration in the man’s voice. “I have one” you turned to Namjoon as he spoke, “He’s a childhood friend, so I don’t have any doubts”. You nodded your head “Alright”.

“JM?” you called out to the man standing with his back to you, turning towards you, his eyebrows rose in confusion “Soomin?”. You blinked at him “yeah?” he leaned closer lowering his voice “Lee Soomin. Like Lee Soomin the mole?” you furrowed your eyebrows at his action “Yes. What’s with the suspicion?”. He leaned back putting his hands up “No, it’s just that” he eyed you up and down a small smirk growing on his lips “I didn’t expect the infamous mole to wear a fluffy pink scarf.” you scoffed “Says the guy that is wearing skinny jeans.”. His mouth fell open as you laughed at your own comeback, he joined in shaking his head “Didn’t expect that.” he smiled back at you “Should we go?”.

Starting the car, JM drove down the city “There is new info” your head snapped towards him, but his gaze stayed on the road as “Oh?”, “We might have found one of the Black Dove’s meeting places”. You smiled, this was good “Do they know that we know?” JM only shook his head “Great, this gives us a chance to see the members”. “Yeah, but it’s really hard to get a good look without being spotted. There are plenty of guards, and the area has close to no places to hide.”. Leaning back in your seat you let out a sigh “I guess we’ll just have to get there and see what we can do” JM hummed in agreement.

Stepping out of the car you looked around, you were at the outskirts of the city, the only sign of people being the abandoned flats rotting away. JM walked around the car and stood beside you as he pulled on his backpack. You did the same “It’s around that building” he leaned closer to you and pointed to a flat right in front of the two fo you. You leaned closer, voice quiet “It’s not that high, maybe we could get to the roof and get a good look from there.”. JM nodded “Yeah, we could do that.”, treading slowly into the building the two of you made your descent up the stairs careful to not be spotted through the windows.

You panted slightly as you finally reached the rooftop, the cold air biting against your exposed skin. Jm crouched his bag now in his hand as he made his way towards the edge you followed laying on your stomach once you reached the edge. Peering out you spotted a small house standing alone, the area around it was completely flat giving no opportunity to hide. Lined around the building stood guards, your eyes slowly grew once you got a good look at the number of guards “I thought they were a small gang” you whispered to JM “They’re growing. That’s why we need to get rid of them as soon as possible.” Jm mumbled as he pulled binoculars out of his bag you watched him pull them to his eyes before unzipping your own bag. The lens was heavy in your hand as you brought the camera up to your eyes closing the other, JM turned to you as the shutter went off “Easier than remembering their faces” JM’s mouth curved into an O before he returned to his binoculars.

“Do you see that guy?” JM leaned towards you, taking the binoculars that JM was basically holding up to your nose you peered through them. “That one right there.” his hand grasped your jaw lightly and turned it to the right, the touch sent electricity through your frozen body, and it took you a second to realise what you were looking at. Walking towards the guarded building was a hooded figure, followed by two masked males “They were here the other times we checked this place out.” you put down the bouncers. “They must be one of the higher level members” nodding to JM’s comment you snapped a picture of the hooded figure, you might not have a face, but it was at least a reminder to remember them.

You had spent hours on the roof, the cold air having no mercy on the two of you and resulting in the both of you huddling together trying to stay somewhat warm. JM’s side was pressed against you, his breathing rocking his body further against you, the slow rhythm was relaxing, your eyes getting heavier with each passing moment. A sudden bang jerked your head up. Scanning the area, you saw no explanation for the sound. “They shoot someone inside the house” you followed JM’s vision towards the small building “They got rid of a member that they don’t need” your eyes fell on the guards lining the walls. The men turned their heads left and right scanning the area, weapons held high “No, it wasn’t planned, look at the guards” you picked up your camera as you spoke “something went wrong”, “They didn’t agree on something.” JM continued the sentence “mhmm”. Both of you laid in silence as you watched the building, waiting to see someone leave, dead or alive.

“We should get going, the sun is coming up soon” JM patted you on the back as he spoke. The both of you made your way across the roof and down the stairs. Your body was aching, your torso and the front of your thighs were stone cold. Keeping close to the dark walls you jogged to the car, your stiff fingers struggling with the door for a moment. Once you were stretched out thankful for the soft cushion that was cradling your body, JM let out a chuckle “This was fun, huh?” you only scoffed back. Turning on the car JM let out an exaggerated gasp and stared at you in fake shock “This was our first date” you blinked at him for a moment before bursting out in laughter JM joining in. What a character you thought as you relaxed back into the cushion.

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JM might be a boring “gang name” for Jimin but I didn’t want to give him some cringe name, but if you have any suggestions for any members let me know <3

#bts #btsjimin #jimin x reader #ganster au #gang au #bts gang au #jimin gang au #jimin #park jimin #bts fanfic

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plutoismydaddy · 4 years

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I can read you like a book 1

Jimin x reader Gangster au

In the midst of a gang war Jimin finds himself in his own war, a war between himself and the feelings he was developing for the girl with the fuzzy pink scarf.

CH1 CH2 CH3 CH4 CH5

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“Have a nice night” you smiled as the old lady walked through the doors of the café, your smile being replaced with a tired sigh once she was out of the building. Just one more hour and you’ll be able to go home and finally rest, get a break from this tiresome life.

Leaning onto the counter you peered through the empty cafe, basking in the peace. You felt your eyelids start to flutter, slowly inching down. You were alone in her and if someone walked in you'd hear it, so maybe it wouldn't hurt to rest your eyes for a second. Letting your eyes finally close you felt your hair fall onto your face as it tilted forward, slowly falling asleep your half-awake head was filled with nothing but the ticks of the clock behind you. Slow consistent ticks, tick tock, tick tock, tick to- bang. The sudden loud sound ripped you out of sleep, head snapping up you instinctively crouched down and eyes darting around the room, but it was just as empty and still as before. Your eyes peered out the windows, the streets were just as empty as the small shop you stood in. Yes empty, apart from the hunched over, stumbling figure, two new bangs rang through the air and the man's body jerked as the bullets hit his body before he fell to the ground. Eyes still fixated on the figure you saw something out of the corner of your eyes. Frozen you watched as the old lady you had just served walked toward the body, you watched as bullets hit her body and you watched her fall to the ground, the coffee cup smashing against the ground.

“I’m sorry you had to see that” the police officer smiled pitifully at you but you only shook your head back at her with a sad smile “I'm not the one that's lying dead on the street.” you looked up at her before continuing “I guess you’re used to seeing this” she put her pen and paper down “Yeah, it's really sad, almost scary.” you watched as the corner of her mouth pulled up, forming a tiny smirk that betrayed the sad face she was trying to hold. “It’s tragic that she had to lay beside that...man”. You swallowed, this was wrong you knew that and you had promised yourself not to do this again, but you needed answers. “Was he in some sort of gang?” starting the act you looked up at her, shrinking back in your seat eyebrows wrinkled and eyes wide in worry. the officer seeing your reaction straightened up and smiled at you “most likely”. She was obviously proud of her job, you let out a sigh “Ah things like these are not common huh?” the office let out a laugh “The past week has been like the wild west with gangsters being shot left and right”. Letting out a fake gasp you raised your hand to your mouth, the officer continued her hand resting on her cheek seemingly deep in thought “it seems like a new gang has arrived, they’re going around robbing small businesses and shooting gang members even if there is no conflict between them. It’s probably some kids that want to be the new big bad gang” she let out a chuckle. You opened your mouth but she spoke before you standing up “I shouldn’t even share this information” she fiddled with a white watch around her wrist “, but like I said it’s kind of crazy out there right now to be careful” you stood up smiling at her “I will”. Picking up her things she walked past you towards the exit of the café "Thank you for your statement, have a nice day.” you gave her a bow “You too, officer”. She climbed into the police car parked in front and drove away. You at the now closed door, a new gang huh.

You watched the bus get smaller and smaller as it drove away taking your good decisions with it. With a sigh you looked around as you made your way through the streets, each door, wall, and store brought up an old memory from the depth of your brain. Your eyes fell on a group of guys that returned the gesture eyeing you up and down, they weren’t all great memories, now that you thought about it. You looked away and pulled your scarf higher, if you didn’t get shot you'd probably die from cold.

You soon reached your destination, the dark wood door looked just as rough as the last time you opened it. Your cold hand immersed from your sleeve and knocked on the door producing a dull, echoing sound on the other side. Standing there you waited, a few seconds later the door flew open making you step back in shock. You barely had time to process the shocked woman in front of you before she pulled you into her warm arms, pain clutched your heart as you breathed in her scent. She pulled back cupping your cheeks “Soomin?!” you saw her eyes well up with tears “Don't cry Munhee, ‘cus I’ll start crying too,” you laughed trying to blink back tears. You sure had missed everyone, but you didn’t realize to what extent until now. “I just missed you so much” you mirrored her smile, your vision becoming blurry as your eyes narrowed, she pinched your cheeks “God I missed you”.

Munhee had been shocked when you said you had come here to speak to Hyunshik as she walked you to his office. The halls and rooms were the same yet different somehow, even Munhee seemed a bit off but you couldn’t put your finger on it. Hyunshik looked up as the door closed behind you, his eyebrows flying to his hairline, he rounded his table and scooped you up in his arms in a tight hug. You didn’t know whether to laugh or cry as all the memories and emotions crashed down on you “Oh baby bunny!” a laugh fell from your lips at the old nickname “look at you, all grown up!” you shook your head at the man's antics, it was hard to believe he was the boss of Seoul’s biggest gangs at times. Your smile fell as you looked at Hyunshik properly, bags hung under his eyes and his usual clean shaved face was prickly with stub. “Have a seat.” he pointed to the chairs in front of his desk. You sat down and he joined you in a chair in front of you instead of his usual palace behind the desk. “So why are you here? I thought you swore to never come back here when you left?” the both of you let out a chuckle at the memory. You basked in the happiness because something told you it would end soon.

“Did you see the news?” guilt pooled in your stomach as you saw how the smile fell from Hyunshik’s face. He looked so tired, “I...I came here because” your eyes fell to your hands, why did you come here? This had nothing to do with you, but somehow you felt a duty to do so. “I don't know, the recent shootings are weird.” the old man looked at you with concern but you gave I'm a reassuring smile “I only saw one, and a police officer told me a bit about others”. “I see you're still the same, tricking people into telling you info.'' your cheeks heated up, you furrowed your eyebrows ``What's going on Hyunshik? These are not normal shootings, they shoot the man in the back and shoot an innocent civilian. I've been gone for a bit but isn't that against basic manners?”. Hyunshik leaned back in the chair, his hands rubbing against his tired face “The officer said something about a new gang.” He only nodded his head “Then why are you letting them do this. They sure aren't experienced based on how many times they had to shoot to kill”, “It’s not that easy” Hyunshik let out a tired chuckle. “Ever since you left things here haven’t been the same'' you had totally forgotten about Munhee, “what? I was just an information gatherer”, “yeah but because so many gangs used your help, they started firing the other guys.”. Munhee closed her eyes as she remembered “It was easier to just use you. Especially ‘cause you decided not to make any connections with an individual gang and didn’t reveal information on rivas”. You blinked at her “I still don’t understand, aren’t there any other moles that did that?” “Nope” it was Hyunshik time to speak “Those bastards would do anything for money even if that meant ratting out their own gang… or killing rival moles''.

You looked between Munhee and Hyunshik “OK and what does this have to do with this new gang", “As Munhee said, the moles had a harder time finding work after the bigger gangs started only using you.”. His hands came back to rub his temples “They formed their own gang when you left and killed all the other moles that followed your way of work, and they are threatening to reveal everything if even one of them gets as much as punched.”. This was bad, you thought. “Are they a big gang?” Munhee shook her head “Then why won't all the gangs just come together and just take all the members down at the same time” you perked up at your idea but Munhee only shook her head and crossed her arms. “We’ve already tried this, but every time we try to come up with a plan everyone starts pointing fingers and blaming at each other” you blinked back at her “you're joking?” the two only shook their heads.

Silence filled the air but your mind was racing. You didn’t want to get back into this business, even if it was only for a while. You barely made it out and you'd put the new life you worked so hard on the line, yet you couldn’t walk away. Hyunshik had taken care of you like a father, hell all the gang had become your family. Lips pouting in thought you spoke, “We’ll why don't I go talk to them?” “No” Hyunshik's voice was firm as he stood up “you're not getting involved in this mess... I still haven’t forgiven myself for letting you into this world before. I'm not doing the same mistake again” he buried his face in his hands “Hyunshik I choose-” he interrupted you standing up “You were a kid, we even called you baby bunny like some sick ironic joke.” You watched him sit behind his desk pulling out some papers “Well, I’m grown up now” he looked up at you, but you didn’t allow him to speak “I don't want you or anyone else I love to die. Those bastards are tainting my past work and I feel in some way guilty.” Hyunshik let what had to be the hundredth sigh, burrowing his head in his hands for a moment before speaking again “God you're just as stubborn as before” he leaned forward eyes piercing into yours “But promise me only to speak, nothing more” you turned and walked towards the door with a laugh “I don't know I’ve been breaking a lot of my promises lately” you stopped by the door, smiling at the man “Don’t worry”.

You looked up at the sky, it was getting dark but you had only one gang left and had purposely left it to last. Convincing the other leaders was easy, you didn't know if it was because of your past with them or because they were desperate for a solution, but you would soon find out as you walked towards your next target. BTS.

Your ears had become used to the dull and faint sound of knocking at this point, the door opened slowly revealing the face of a guy and his confused face. “I'm here to talk to Namjoon.” a scoff fell from his lips “He's busy right now sweety.” he started closing the door with a smirk. Keeping your polite smile you spoke again “It’s about the black doves.” you watched the door stop, then slowly opened again but this time he eyed you with a septic look, he looked almost disgusted to hear that name.

“I’m sorry to bother you at this hour, I’m sure you know how much the leader of the Tigers likes to speak” you chuckled as you gave him a small greeting bow. He returned the bow from where he was sitting and gestured to one of the chairs “Why don't you sit down?”. You sat down folding your scarf on your lap “Would you like something to drink?” you shook your head “No, I won't take much of your time” he nodded with a smile, and the doors closed behind you. “I don't think we have met before, I’m Lee soomin.”, “Baby bunny, right? I’m Namjoon.” you chuckled “I see you’ve heard about me, but maybe not in the best way.” Namjoon leaned forward interlocking his fingers “Well some like to blame you for a couple of things that have been going around recently.”. You returned the smile “would you believe me if I said I didn’t intend for that?” a chuckle left his lips as he leaned back in his chair. “If you don't hate me too much could I maybe offer a solution?” “A solution?” Namjoon raised an eyebrow “Well you have probably heard it before, but by the things I’ve heard the conservation doesn't go far.” a smile stretched over Namjoons face “All the gangs getting together and killing those fuckers?” you snapped your finger “Bingo”.

Namoon’s hand came to rest on his cheek as he furrowed his eyebrows, he was thinking, good. He leaned back towards you still smiling and with squinted eyes “And what does baby bunny get out of this, hmm?” his voice was low testing to see if you'd back down. Eyes turning slightly into crescent moons you smiled back “This might be our first meeting but I’ve known some of these people for years and as funny as it would be to see them get taken down by some wannabe gangsters, I would prefer that not happening.”. A laugh fell from Namjoon’s lips before he eyes you up and down, you did your best to not squirm under his gaze. “Fair enough” he eyed you a last time “You can count us in.” you clapped your hands together the sound muffled by the sleeves that covered your freezing fingers. “Great! Please give me some time to come up with a plan of action and I’ll relay it back to you as soon as possible” Namjoon nodded “We'll be waiting”. You stood up wrapping the scarf around your neck again “I’ll take my leave now then, I’ve taken enough of your time”, “Not at all. RJ please drive our guest back.”. You turned back to Namjoon waving your hands “Oh please that is not needed”.

The slow ticks of the turn signal was the only thing sounding in the quiet car, listening to the repeating sound you couldn’t help but remember the shooting in front of the café. Whoever fired the gun didn’t seem experienced seeing how they had to fire multiple shots. Maybe it was on purpose? To inflict as much pain before they died, but why did they do the same to the old lady? Was it just- “if you keep frowning like that your pretty face will get wrinkled.” RJ's voice shook you out of your thought “Hmm?” he only shook his head with a laugh. The car slowed to a stop at a red light “What’s your address?” it was your turn to laugh as you turned to him “Don't act like you don't know almost everything about me and my life for the past 2 years” he returned the laugh.

Silence filled the car again but this time your mind stayed blank the exhaustion of today catching up “you can call me Seokjin in by the way.” you furrowed your eyebrows, noticing your confusion he continued “I know now more than anytime we should be careful with our information, but you seem trusted by a lot of people” a sigh fell from Seokin’s lips. “I can't imagine the stress everyone has been going through” you eyed Seokjin from the corner of your eye, his shoulders slumped and back arched forward. You looked back forward “the guy that was shot in front of that café, who was he?” you eye him once again but his posture didn't change “I don't know, he was a new member of one of the Tigers” you nodded. “Do you know how many have been killed by them?” he furrowed his eyebrows. “At least two in the past two weeks” you watched as Seokjin turned his shoulder that was closest to you slightly forward and away from you. He didn’t want to talk about it. It was probably a BTS member or someone he knew. You decided that was fine and just basked in the silence.

“Thank you again” you smiled as you climbed out of the car and onto the cold street “No problem at all, good night”, “Good night”. You watched as the black car drove away before walking towards your apartment. The snow cracking under your shoes. If someone had told you that you’d spend your only day like this you'd laugh at them, yet here you were running between gangs since 7 in the morning.

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Hello, long time no see! I’ve haven’t been feeling that well recently but that's not important, what is important though is this story. I’m thinking of doing a series with individual stories for each member that has some criminal genre. If you have any ideas or improvements please let me know! Also in this story I used some body language. I don't have an education in it, but I have read a bit and I’m interested in it! Baii, be safe bb!

#bts #btsjimin #jimin #jimin x reader #gangster au #gang au #bts gang au #jimin gang au

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plutoismydaddy · 4 years

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Let’s start a family

Seokjin x reader Requested by annayuno

Haii I’ve been gone for a while and I'm so sorry, I know I have only a couple followers but every single one means so much to me. I haven’t been feeling that great recently, but I didn’t want to let down the people that requested something from me. Also below is the the websites for suicide hotlines, BRIS and BUP. Please get help if you need it and my messages are always open if you want to talk

https://www.opencounseling.com/suicide-hotlines

https://www.bup.se/

https://www.bris.se/

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Your nail made small taps as you fast-forwarded the video on your phone, the image of your favorite youtuber got blurrier as Jin's warm chest slowly lulled you to sleep. Your eyelids slowly sank as you gave up on watching the video, “Baby?” half awake you could only respond with an “mmm?”. “You awake?” you rolled over on to your side still laying on his chest. “yeah” you muttered, phone falling from your limp hand as you settled, jin caught it with a chuckle.

It was silent for a moment, only Jin’s hammering heart was heard against your ear, “Do you want kids'' your eyes snapped open at the sudden question, all traces of sleep now gone. You looked up at Jin expecting a smile or laugh but his attention was fixated on something else. Following his eyes, you watched as the actors in the movies playing on the tv play with a child. Lips pouting into an O you looked back up at jin in realization, “You watched a cheesy romantic movie and now you want kids?”. Jin threw his head back laughing, his chest bobbing you up and down, “No no, I’ve been thinking about this for a while”. His half lidded eyes peered down at you “You know start a family. With you?”. You forced your wide eyes to relax and planted your head back on his chest. Of course, you wanted a family with him, you had dreamed about it so many times, but you knew. You knew that it wouldn't work with his career, you wouldn't want your child to grow up with their father gone half of the time. You also didn't want Jin to give up on his dream. He worked so hard along with his members to be where they are now. It would be selfish.

"Baby? Are you-" his voice grumbled under your cheek, "we’re still young" you tried your best to keep your voice stable. Pressing your nose into his shirt you closed your eyes, "it's about my job, isn’t it?". His voice was deep yet shaky almost as if he was angry at himself, your eyes snapped up to his. “Jin, I love you with my whole heart.” his eyes softened “But, we both know a kid won't work with your career, God do you not remember what a mess it was when we announced our relationship.”. You scooted closer to his face, eyes not leaving him “I’m planning on spending my whole life with you, we have all the time in the world”. Your lips pressed against his in a soft peck, lips stretching into a smile against your Jin leaned his head back as he brushed his and through his hair, “And you say I'm the cheesy one”

#seokjin x reader #bts seokjin x reader #bts #bts fanfic #seokjin

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plutoismydaddy · 4 years

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A devils smile

Taehyung x reader (Enemies to lovers)

He was the one that was supposed to get pranked, so why did you feel like the clown? (Idk im tired)

(I made the picture, please don’t steal it)

CH 1 CH 2

A yawn escaped your lips for what seemed like the hundredth time that day as you walked into your uncle’s office, for some reason you weren’t been able to sleep a wink last night. Your uncle turned towards you “You look dead” you let out a chuckle before grunting and limping towards the desk pretending to be a zombie. Laughing you sat down “No seriously what happened, why do you look so exhausted?” he asked from across the room. “I just couldn’t fall asleep, I don’t know why” you say, resting your head against the hard wood. It was quiet for a moment before your uncle spoke again “Hmm, maybe your head was filled with something?”, Images seemed to fill your head, that dark hair that fell just above his hooded eyes, the same eyes that seemed to stare right through your soul. “It happens t-”, “My head was perfectly clear” you cut him off head still firmly planted against the table in an attempt to conceal the redness that you were sure was covering your face. You lifted your head slightly and peer at your uncle, but he thankfully only looked slightly surprised before the familiar sound of your uncle’s laugh ran out “Alright then if you say so, but I think you should go home and get some rest.”. You sighed as you stood up, he was probably right “Yeah, thank you. I’ll see you tomorrow.”.

The cold air was soothing against the fire that was taking over your cheeks, you shook your head, the lack of sleep was getting to you. Your tummy grumbled asking for food, and you agreed, at the moment calories didn’t exist, you thought as you walked through the doors of the convenience store. Greeting the cashier politely you walked over to the snack section, you didn’t come far, your feet coming to a halt just as you rounded the corner. There in the middle of the aisle stood Taehyung. One hand in his pocket as he read the label of a bag, his face was peaceful, seemingly lacking any emotion as his eyes moved back and forth along the text. Slowly his eyes stopped, and his head turned to look at you, his eyebrows twitch upwards as two sharp eyes landed on you. You felt something stir in your stomach, making you almost nauseous. His left cheek moved upward as a smirk stretched across his lips you weren’t sure if your heart stopped or speed up. He raised his hand clutching a bag of honey butter chips, your favourit. All warmth that had previously filled your stomach disappeared as you picked up a bag of crab chips from the shelf beside you and threw it square in his face. God, you hated that smirk.

The blasting sound of your gun was interpreted by your phone ringing, pausing your game you picked it up “Hello?”, “Hi” you pressed the phone between your shoulder and your ear as you opened a chocolate bar “Oh, hi Sun-hi, how are you?”. “Shouldn’t I be asking that?” wrinkling your eyebrows, you answered, “What do you mean?” “You’ve been MI 9 all week that’s what I mean” you could almost hear the eye-roll over the phone. “Also isn’t it your turn to get your “revenge”? You don’t usually take this long”, leaning back onto your chair you took a bite of your candy, “Mmm, I’m still thinking-”, “Even Taehyung is concerned” she added. You almost choked as her words proceed in your head. “What?”, a small chuckle was heard before Sun-hi answered, “Yeah, he’s been asking about you more than usual”....More than usual? Had he asked about you before? What was he asking?. You clicked your tongue, it was probably just so he could make fun of you. “Did something happen between you two recently?” Sun-hi purred into the phone “What are you implying?” you muttered back. “I don’t know maybe you finally realized you love-” you cut her off, pressing the end button and throwing your phone onto the table. “That woman needs a psychological evaluation” you mumbled as you unpaused your game.

Your neighbor was absolutely going to complain about tomorrow. Still, you didn’t care as you continued to pace back and forth around your living room. It had to be a mistake, a glitch in the universe, its impossible, you did not just dream about Taehyung. Kim Taehyung. The guy you had hated for the past year and the guy that would go out of his way just to anger you. You rubbed your hands against your eyes, but the image of him only appeared in the darkness of your eyelids. You swan dived onto your bed, burrowing your head into the pillow. The way he had wrapped his arms around you and resting his forehead against yours as his eyes peered into your soul. The way his nose bumped yours slightly every time he took a breath, God you felt like you were going to drown the longer you stood there in his warm embrace. Your feet kicked against the bed as you screamed into your pillow.

The sky’s grey and black clouds mixed together over your head, threatening to pour their content onto the city despite the weather forecast had promised a sunny day. Picking up your pace you had hoped to reach the party suppliy store before the downpour began, but as you stopped at the cross light, you felt a small raindrop land in the middle of your scalp forcing a shiver down your spine. You were almost entirely drenched by the time the light had turned green, ypu pulled your jacket closer as you ran across the street to a bus stop for shelter. Brushing your hands across your arms with a huff you tried to shake off the remaining water off your jacket. “Is the little kitten scared of the rain?” a deep voice purred from your right. You froze at the sound, it was thick and almost gruff, sending an electric feeling through your chest.

You turned around coming face to face with Taehyung. He was standing proudly hands stuffed in his coat pockets, his hair pushed back revealing his eyes which were slightly squinted from the playful smirk stretched across his lips. You squint your eyes at him “It’s the first time we speak to each other, and that’s the smartest thing you could come up with?”, he turned to face you properly, and you resisted the urge to take a step back. “What did you want me to say” you blinked at him before turning away staring into the air. “I’d prefer you not speaking at all”. Taehyung chuckled before speaking “Aww I thought we were friends, especially after the rat trap incident”. You couldn’t stop the mocking laugh that escaped your lips as images of Taehyung’s rat trap covered hand popped up in your head, it was one of your best pranks. “I have to say you really go out of your way with the pranks sometimes”. Wiping away fake tears you turned to him with a sarcastic smile “Of course, only the best for my baby”, your body stiffened in realisation, you didn’t mean to say that. Taehyung seemed shocked for a second before he regained his cocky attitude “Hmm’ what was that?” he said as he took a step toward you and bending down. His face only couple centi-meters above yours, you felt your heart do a backflip as a sense of deja vu washed over you. Images of your dream filled your head making it harder to breath. “I-er um. What?” you didn’t know what you were answering, your lips were just moving on their own. His smirk seemingly growing as he leaned further down only mere mili-metres from your face, you felt dizzy from the lack of air. His charcoal pupils peered into yours before falling down onto your lips, a low hiss was heard as he sucked in air between his teeth. His eyes jumped to your right for a second before they returned to your face, an electric shock ran through your head as his slender and cold fingers rubbed against your earlobe. Jacket balled tightly in your hands you stared back at Taehyung like a prey caught in the jaws of a predator. He leaned forward, and you were scared he could hear your heart which was threatening to jump out of your chest. Eyes still staring into yours he tilted his head a little as he got closer, his warm breath warming your trembling lips. Your legs wobbled as his lips bumped yours with every word “My bus is here kitten”. The sound of the approaching vehicle filled your ears but didn’t fill the emptiness that was your disappointment. Leaning back Taehyung’s hand, traced your jaw before tapping your chin slightly with his thumb. Standing straight Taehyung gave you a small smirk and walked onboard the bus before you could reach out for him.

Your legs finally gave away, and you slid down the glass wall as you stared into the air where his face had been before. God, you hated that smirk.

#bts #taehyung x reader #v x reader #taehyung #V #x reader #bts enemies to lovers #enemies to lovers #army #kpop

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plutoismydaddy · 4 years

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A devils smile

Taehyung x reader (Enemies to lovers)

He was the one that was supposed to get pranked, so why did you feel like the clown? (Idk im tired)

I got a request for this by a very nice person but… I can’t find the request. I’m so sorry!! (I made the picture, please dont steal it)

CH 1 CH 2

The golden rays of the setting danced through your windows and coated your room with its crimson hues, remind you of how little you had done today. The pandemic that was sweeping over the world was devastating but brought small doses of happiness as you no longer had to go to school. So, of course, the first option was to start colonizing on your couch. You took a bite of your sandwich as picked up your phone that had started to buzz beside you. In the middle of your lock screen floated the message notification with Sun-hi’s name written on it. Taking the last bite of your meal, you unlocked your phone, a video popped up on the chat room. You‘r eyebrows rose in surprise, “She actually filmed it” you thought before clicking on it. The screen was black for a second before a voice was heard “Hey, Taehyung there is something for you” you watched as Taehyung with an excited and surprised smile walks into the frame. Clueless as to what was going to unfold. Taehyung Stood in front of the small gift basket a smile stretched across his lips as he examined it, “Is this for me?” you let out a laugh “It’s all for you baby” you thought as he picked up a small can of pringles. You moved closer to the screen to as he opened the top and watched as he jumped back with a little screech when three black snakes and a cloud of confetti exploded in his face. Your back collided with the grey cushions as fell back, laughter echoing through the room. Looking back at the screen, you watched as Taehyung with a now sour face opened the bag of chewy candy only to find it filled with orbeez. He threw the bag back into the basket before turning around and stomping away, you were slightly disappointed he hadn’t opened the other things. Still, it didn’t stop the cackling that was shaking your body. Exiting the video, you saw a new message, “You’re running out of ideas, huh?”, with a small chuckle you responded, “Nothing can beat a classic”. No respond “Come on, you have to admit it was funny. A little at least” a second past before she replied “He hasn’t said anything in 15 minutes” followed by a laughing sticker which you mirrored as your laughter resumed again.

“I really thought life was going to be nice to me, huh?” you thought as you put the cardboard box down with a huff. You loved your uncle and was always ready to help him but was he thinking when he asked you, the weakest person in the family, to help him with his renovation company. Now that you thought about it wasn’t he the same person to say your arms looked like a grasshopper, you shook your head. “The man must be desperate”, you looked around the warehouse it was huge and filled with old furniture and clothes that would be eventually sold. Outside one of the windows, you saw the colours of the sunset blend with each other to create an art piece, you should head home before it got too dark.

Your uncle had been nice enough to give you a locker to put all your belongings, standing in front of the small grey locker you picked up the little sticky note that sat on the door. “Thank you for helping me out, sweetheart.” Warmth filled your chest he was so sweet, a smile stretched across your lips as you opened the locker and reached in for your bag, something small and light fell on your hand when you bumped your jacket. You looked up and saw a cockroach sitting proudly on the back of your hand, a scream flew from your lips and you stumbled backwards and cringed in pain as your butt collided with the floor. “What’s wrong?” your uncle burst through the door panic clear on his face you pointed towards your locker fear taking away your ability to speak. He walked up to the locker but didn’t seem scared by the monster inside at all; instead, he let out a laugh. “Oh sweety this made out of plastic” he turned around with a hand full of cockroaches, plastic cockroaches. You stood up fear now replaced with anger “Why would you do that?” you said clutching your heart making sure it was still beating and pointing at him with the post-it note. He held up his hands “I didn’t do this” you looked at him unimpressed “Really it wasn’t me” you crossed your arms. “Then who could it be” you rolled your eyes “Maybe it was your friend” eyes now squinted you looked back at your uncle “Friend?”, “Yeah a guy came in today saying you forgot your shirt or something and I told him To just put it in your locker”. Your eyes squinted more as a suspect popped up in your head “What was his name?”. “Taehyung, I think” your uncle muttered while scratching his neck, you looked back at your locker “Not bad, not bad indeed Kim Taehyung”, but how did he know you were here?

“So what you’re saying is that you betrayed me” Sun-hi chuckled “All I did was say that you were helping your uncle out, how would I know he was going find the address and do something like that?”. You blinked at her “.....betrayal, traitor” “You literally befriended me because I work with him” she argued as she took a sip of her coffee. “It’s called getting info about the enemy sweety, strategy. I thought you were smarter than this” you finished the sentence with a dramatic sigh. Sun-hi looked back at you “What is even going on, you know with all the pranks, you're acting like kindergarten kids”. Ignoring the last part as you leaned back in your chair and stared into the air with dreamy eyes “Just get to it” Sun-hi sighed. “So like a year ago I walked into the convenience store to buy some snacks, and all my favourite chips were gone and the same with my favourite drinks. As I walked out, I saw a guy who was buying all of them.” You leaned forward resting your elbows on the table and furrowing your eyebrows “I thought “it’s fine I’ll just buy them next time” you raised your finger making Sun-hi flinch “BUT! It was the same every day. Every time I walked in he was buying them or sitting by the door eating them”. “Oh and that stupid smirk” You stared into the air, eyes burning holes into the wall across the street. “He would always have that stupid. cocky smirk” Sun-hi let out an unimpressed chuckle “So all of this is because of some chips” your eyes returned to her “No it’s about…” your brain seemed to go blank, and sun-hi raised her eyebrows “The disrespect?”, “Yes, exactly”. She shook her head “and who started this whole prank war” you smirked leaning back in our chair “I did”, “I don’t think it’s something to be proud of” Ignoring her you pulled your phone out “So how do you think I should prank him this time?”.

Your eyes were fixated on the pictures displayed on your screen, the familiar page of Taehyungs Instagram open as you looked through the newest pictures he posted. “What’s with the serious face?” Haneul asked as he walked into the living room, you stopped your scrolling. “I’m plotting my revenge” you answered monotony as your eyes scanned the picture on your screen. Taehyung was leaning against a brick wall, his wine red dress shirt unbuttoned to expose the top of his chest the sun coating his skin in a honey hue. “You’re still doing the whole prank war thing?” you nodded your head, “Why don’t you just end it” looking up you gave him a confused look “You know, prank him so hard you basically “win” “. “Don’t encourage her” Sun-hi sighed from beside you “No, but if you do that then he will finally leave you alone, and the two of you don’t have to talk again”. Not talk to him again, your lips pressed together in a slight pout as you though. “Or maybe you don’t want that” your thought came to a halt “What?”, “Do you not want this pranking to stop?” Sun-hi’s smirk mirrored Haneul, “Why would I not want that?” you leaned back, resting your chin against your palm. Sun-hi let out a laugh “Because you...like Taehyung” you sat upright as if poked in your side “Are you crazy?” you tried to sound bored, but the sudden tight feeling in your chest was making it hard to think straight. “People that hate each other can still fall in love” you raised your eyebrows at Haneul. “You two were literally like two love deprived teens when you first meet”, “Still why would I date someone like him” you continued, sticking your tongue out in disgust. Sun-hi tried to suppress her laughter as she leaned towards you and pointing towards your lap “Then why are always scrolling through his Instagram and staring at his pictures”. You looked down onto your phone where Taehyung was still leaning against the wall, smirking as always. Heat pooled in your cheeks and you feel almost dizzy as you stood up from your seat “I’m leaving”. You could hear the couple burst out laughing as you stomped towards the front door.

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I'll post the next chapter tomorrow, it’s really late and I’ve been working on this for the past week maybe.

//MiniPluto

#bts #taehyung x reader #v x reader #bts fanfction #bts enemies to lovers #x reader #kpop #army

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plutoismydaddy · 4 years

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I’ll meet you upstairs

Jimin x reader

You had expected a lovely evening with your boyfriend but it turns out someone was already waiting for you.

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You let out a huff as the heavy bag slipped off your shoulder and landed on the floor with a thud, you were exhausted, and the thought of a nap sounded heavenly. The sun was bright and shining proudly today, something that Jimin didn't want to miss out on, happily suggesting a BBQ for the two of you. You looked around the silent house in search of your lover but found nothing. Your lips slightly puckered in thought you called out for him, slowly slipping off your shoes "Jimin, are you home?". His faint voice echoed from the second floor in response, but you couldn't make out what he was saying. "What did you say?" you called out once more as you walked towards the stairs, it was silent for a moment before a "Baby?" was heard. You hadn't noticed how low and gruff he had sounded before. Panic struck your chest, was he sick?

You quicken your pace all past exhaustion now forgotten as the possibility of your lover being sick took centre stage in your mind. You were about to call out once more as you reached the top of the stairs, but your actions were stopped as a small click was heard from the bottom of the stairs. Mouth still open you turned towards the sound and watched as your boyfriend walked through the door a grocery bag in hand. "Oh, you're home?" he smiled up at you, but you could only stare back at him in confusion. You had heard him, you must have. Mind clouded with confusion and questions you ignored Jimin's concerned voice and turned back towards the room farthest away.

The room was dark, amid the black void starred a sickly pale face back at you, eyes wide and sharp yellow teeth peeking through its grinning lips.

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I didn’t come up with the concept of this story, my friend gave me the idea and I just changed some things. She doesn't use tumblr but I didn’t want to pretend it was my idea. :))

Have a nice day gorgeous!

//Mini Pluto

#bts #jimin #jimin x reader #bts fanfic #park jimin #park jimin x reader #bts horror #kpop horror #horror #short story

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plutoismydaddy · 4 years

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A mind filled with nothing

Hoseok x reader

Standing out is good but not to the point that people get scared.

The sunkissed chair was warm against your thighs as you sat down with the two cups, a cappuccino for Haneul and a dirty chai latte for yourself. The cup was warm against your cold hands, it was a little past 12 pm and around ten minutes until you were supposed to meet Haneul. You had made an effort to be early today after Haneul had like always scolded you for being late, a proud smile stretched over your lips as you looked out the window. Knowing her she would probably try to hide her surprise and find something else to scold you about, your fingers subconsciously stroked the fabric of your skirt, she would probably not be that happy with it. You felt yourself zone out as you fell deeper into your thoughts, she had always been similar to a very overprotective mother or sister. Telling you off and always acting like a bodyguard whenever you two went out. Still, you knew that all the scolding and clothing changes were because she cared about you. One of the cafe employees gave you a polite smile before stopping at the table in front of yours and starting to wipe it.

Eyes falling back onto your drink, you observed the small cream coloured bubbles floating together. When you were younger you always thought that you and Haneul were soulmates she always knew what you liked and disliked or why you were upset before you had the chance to say it. You had always been impressed by that, were you really that predictable? Or were you two really soulmates? Warmth filled your chest as you reminisced on the past, you had sometimes jokingly said that she might be a mind reader, which she would always roll her eyes or laugh at. You never knew, it’s a crazy world, there could be people out there that can read minds, maybe everyone could, but it was like in a video game where you have to unlock an achievement. You suppressed a laugh as to not look crazy. Or maybe everyone already could read minds and you were the only one that couldn’t, a shiver ran down your spine, that would be creepy.

A high pitched clink pulled you out of your thought, the worker in front of you had knocked over a glass of water, but his attention wasn’t directed towards the clear liquid that was now falling down the edge of the table. He stared at you with wide eyes and lips parted in seemingly shock. You stared back at him for a second before slowly turning back to see if anything had happened behind you, but you were greeted with the same look this time by an older woman that stared back at you with just as much shock. “What did you say?” a low voice rang from behind and you turned back, you muttered a “what?” as your eyes snapped to the small letters on this name tag, Hoseok. “What did you say?” he repeated this time a bit louder your eyebrows furrowed as you looked back at his face “I- uh I didn’t say anything”. The boy stood straight from his hunched over position, making him tower over you and you felt yourself shrink back a bit. “Can you not read minds” he whispered the end as if he’s scared anyone would her him, you could only stare back at him as fear gripped your heart. you flinched as the lady behind you put her hand on your shoulder “answer, can you?, you wanted to turn turn to her and say that of course you couldn’t but your lips seemed to only slightly quiver as your eyes started to sting. You felt uncomfortably claustrophobic where you sat almost like a rabbit surrounded by wolves,

You stood up from your chair, you didn’t know what was going on, but it was scaring you. The man arms streached out towards you as you ducked past him your eyes set on the exit, footsteps echoed behind you as he called out to you, “wait!”.

I found some of my old notebooks and in the middle of my scribbles I found this story, it’s not the best but the concept is really cool. I don’t know what younger me had planned but if anyone is interested then I could make this longer. if noone is then I'll just go with my other ides. I also found my old dream journal, I’ve only had nightmares since a young age and writing them down helped I’m thinking about maybe incorporating them into stories.

Stay safe, stay lovely!

//Mini pluto

#bts #j hope #jhope x reader #hoseok x you #bts fanfic

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plutoismydaddy · 4 years

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A falling star

Namjoon x reader Grim reaper/ death au

Namjoon was her distraction, her distraction from all the pain and the lies of the world and Soojin was his doll, a precious doll he would keep safe in any way possible.

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Soojin leaned onto the railing as her eyes trailed up towards the sky, it was dark and empty apart from a few glittering dots shining with pride. Her eyes jumped from one star to the other, intrigued by the shapes and patterns created as the small dots danced together like a happy shining couple. With a sigh, she closed her eyes, the sudden darkness seemingly heightening her other senses. She just now noticed how quiet it was apart from the winds hissing in her ears and biting against her body. Soojin pulled her olive green jacket closer, and with another sigh, she opened her eyes, but nothing had changed. She was still standing on the old, rusty and grey bridge on the outskirts of the town. Far away in the distance, the buildings competed for who got closer to the sky, and below her crashed the water against the structure of the bridge like a 1000 man army. Soojin leaned forward to get a better view, it was beautiful in an eerie way, this wasn’t an unfamiliar place to Soojin. She would always come here to clear her mind, but she never came at this hour. When the sun had dropped under the horizon and the moon as the only company.

The water was usually light blue or a greenish-blue. This time the pool was pitch black, captivated by the beauty she leaned forward more to get a better view. Hair falling in front of her face, she smiled as she noticed her dark locks blending into the darkness under her. Soojin’s eyes flickered back towards the water, it looked just like the sky above her but lacking the small bright pearls making it a dark void, a dark hole that seemed to suck her in. She had to rip her eyes away from the water, if she didn’t she would probably be standing there for hours.

Small, soft drops of water stroked her face. Soojin peered up, the once clear sky was now obscured by little fluffy grey clouds. A pair of arms circled around her shoulders, and a rested against her body Soojin felt Namjoons warm chest against her back. She looked down onto her worn boots and leaned more onto the cold railing, pushing onto the man behind her. It wasn’t that bad right now, the sound of the rain dancing across the surface of the bridge, the cold wind kissing her cheeks and the deepwater clashing under her. No, for once she felt eased. She stood there like a statue, a small smile tugging on her lips she basked in the calm like a cat sunbathing in the warm spring sun. But as if soaked in freezing water, a sudden high pitched ding rang out into the air pulling her back into reality. She felt Namjoon's arms twitch slightly seemingly startled by the sound as well. The sound was almost insulting, and it took her a second to realize what it was. She had gotten a message.

The now-familiar sound filled her chest with thick and heavy anxiety that was threatening to suffocate her, with the almost mechanical movements she pulled her phone out. A small voice chimed in from the back of her mind to be careful and not drop the phone, but she simply ignored it. The screen lit up once more. It took Soojin a second to get used to the bright light, she squinted down onto the screen and was greeted by the picture of Fred Astaire smiling back up. The top of his head was obscured by a white icon with a short word written in slim black letters, MOM. The screen faded into black, and in the dark reflection she could see her emotionless and stoic face staring back at her.

She wasn’t expecting much when opening the messenger app but she still felt disappointed, nothing had changed. “Where are you?”, “Why aren't you answering”. Soojin felt her eye twitch with irritation. “Soojin.” Namjoon breathed beside her ear, concern laced in his gruff voice, but she just ignored the man. Shaking her head slightly, she reached to put her phone in her pocket again, but her actions were interrupted as she felt the device vibrate in her hand. “I can see that you read my messages”, “Do you think I'm an idiot”. Here we go again Soojin thought as once again her phone vibrated “Why do you always do this to me?”, “Im your mother, but you tret me like dirt”. “Why Soojin, why?”, “Everything I do is for you”, “Don’t ignore me Soojin”. There was a pause from her mother’s rant, but soon a new message bubble popped up. “If youre going to ignore me then stay out there on the streets, but don’t come crawling back to me later”, “ungrateful bitch", Soojin’s face remained emotionless, but she felt a lump form in her throat. She did her best to swallow it away. Nothing had changed.

This was her daily routine, but somehow it still hurt. Her mother seemed convinced that Soojin was the reason for everything wrong in her life. Everything from her father leaving, to the internet being slow, and despite the multiple attempts by Soojin and the family counsellor to make her stop, nothing had changed. She knew her mother was guilt-tripping her, trying to gaslight her into thinking this too or at least feel bad and unfortunately it worked most times. She felt her eyes burn and the lump returning as the memories raced through her mind, she bit her lip rubbing the back of her hand against her eyelids. She wasn’t going to cry, not this time.

Soojin’s fingers had become stiff from the cold wind, and she struggled to press the power button on the side of the phone before she put the device back in her pocket with a sigh. Her hand lingered in the pocket the silky inside, feeling wonderful against her cold fingers. “How long are you going to let her treat you like this?” his voice seemed distant as he buried his face into her neck, fingers tracing circles into her sides. Soojin didn’t know how to answer. Her eyes had remained aimlessly, staring at her shoes, hands raking through his soft locks before she looked up, her eyes growing big. The once black and ominous sky was now painted in strokes of pink, orange and light blue. How long had she been standing there? In the distance, the buildings still stood tall but now with more windows were lit up. People had started to wake up and go to work. As much as she wanted to stand there and gawk more at the beautiful sky, she knew it was time to go. What would people say if they saw her? They would probably call the cops and say they saw a troll.

A laugh jumped from her lips at the thought, the head resting against her skin jumping along her shoulders. The sky was so mesmerizing Soojin had to take a last look before she stood from the railing she was leaning against. Namjoon’s arms fell from her shoulders to her waist. She gazed up at his face, which was coated in the sun’s honey rays. A small smile spread over his lips as she wrapped her arms around his neck. Mom will probably be furious, a quiet chuckle escaped her lips again as she leaned forward, Namjoon mirroring her action his smile growing and arms tightening around her. Or she’ll probably not care, she thought. Soojin closed the remaining space as their lips connected, a bitter taste seemed to seep from Namjoon’s mouth into hers, painting the inside of her mouth. Soojin’s eyes cracked open slightly, she watched as the man’s face lost its colour and softness as his eyes sunk into his skull until only two vacant holes remained. Namjoon’s delicate hands went from softly cradling her face into pointy fingers that slightly dug into her flesh. The plush lips under hers slowly faded, leaving only a hard and ruff surface as a black hood crept from behind his head and engulfed all light. She peered into the two voids that imitated the sea, raging under them, she stroked her cold fingers against his temple. A hallow scrap sounded from under her fingernails. Closing her eyes smiling, Soojin wrapped her arms around his sharp neckbones and took a small step backwards off the bridge and towards the crashing waves below.

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Thank you for reading (*•♡•)

// Mini Pluto

(The picture is made by me)

#BTS #namjoon x reader #rm x reader #namjoon fanfic #angst #bts fanfic

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