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Fates Entwined, part VIII: Follow Your Tale, Remember Your Name

After your former clan was brutally murdered, you agree to an arranged marriage with Ivar to keep your social status. You may not always see eye to eye and sometimes even find yourself on different sides of one war or the other, but somehow you can never escape each other no matter how much you try to forget, deny and run. Somehow you always end up in each other’s faces. Sometimes quite literally.

A/N: So, here we go. This is more of a transitionary chapter to set up a few things, but more will follow and I hope soon. Somehow this story and its world keep expanding and there’s going to be more going on than simply the Ivar-Y/N-relationship and I don’t quite know how this is going to work out, but I enjoy writing it, so I’ll just go where the (writing) flow takes me. It also means a lot of editing and some fact checking here and there, which is why this takes me so long, because sometimes I just can’t bring myself to read through the same chapter for the 27th time. So, sorry for the delay, but thanks for reading it to all of you.

Thanks also to the people who asked to be tagged, I only hope, I won’t let you down: @youbloodymadgenius @xnnskwjeheb2j @blonddnamedhandz

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

To the moon and back, then you stabbed me in the back

And it’s you who’s sad, see the irony in that

I’m moving a white flag, I see red then I see black

No don’t be sad

Forever never lasts

(Blind Channel – Died Enough For You)

It was funny how fate could bring two people together, only after they decided to part ways. Neither me, nor Ivar actually knew where my departure from Kattegat left our marriage. We never mentioned seperating as we fought and I did have the intention to return to Kattegat, or rather to him. After all, I had promised Aslaug to take care of Ivar. By now I had promised so many different things to so many different people that I wasn’t quite sure what I was doing for myself anymore.

But whatever it was that was between us, it left us no time to wonder. Fate was not easy to escape, no matter how violently you thrashed in its grip. It sure was not as simple as leaving the town your husband lived in.

The first couple of nights, I was staying in Hedeby and Ragnheiđur and I were supposed to leave in the morning, when I experienced first hand what had happened to Ivar and how Ivar had happened to others after I had left. I was almost angry at myself for leaving, when I saw what a moody mess I had left behind.

A happy Margarete had made the unfortunate mistake to come to our home only hours after I had left. She didn’t quite bother to knock, as she was so used to it being only me in our part of the house and Ivar being gone. It had never been a problem for me, her just coming into my room unannounced, but today was different. As soon as she saw Ivar lying on the bed, she realised her mistake and was about to quickly and quietly leave before Ivar would notice her, just as his cold eyes met hers.

“What are you doing here, slave?” he spat at her, looking angrier than ever, “Did you come here to mock me?”

I could see Margarete flinch, fear imprinted on her face. “I…I was looking for Y/N…” she began and Ivar sat up in his bed.

“And why is that? What news could someone like you have for my wife?” My heart skipped a beat. ‘My wife’. It felt utterly and surprisingly comforting to hear the words from him.

Margarete ignored the insult. “Ubbe freed me. He intends to marry me. I meant to tell her that.” She got a little flustered and my heart went out to her. Ivar’s face got dark with disdain.

“Oh, but why would she care?” he asked with a false lightness in his voice.

“We are friends.” Margarete replied with conviction.

Now Ivar laughed haughtily and shook his head. “Oh, Margarete, I believe you are mistaken. Because she left Kattegat at noon and she didn’t even bother telling you.” His voice was sweet poison, but Margarete’s eyes spoke of her mistrust.

“I don’t believe you!”

“Oh, but look around. Do you see any of her belongings?”

Margarete looked around and saw nothing but Ivar’s clothes and trinkets. “What did you do? You made her leave, what did you do now to drive her away!?” she spat at him. I admired her loyalty as a friend, how she did not question my motives, but I also had a bad conscience, because I didn’t tell her about it.

“As you should.” I heard Ivar’s voice in my head, as clear as if he was standing right in front of me. I sat up in my bed, breathing heavily, just as Ivar sat up in Kattegat.

I looked around, but I was alone. I took a few shaky breaths and tried to calm myself down, but I was shaken to the core.

He on the other side smirked and cocked his head. “Interesting.” He whispered into the dark of his room. The game had changed, once again.

I got up early, as I couldn’t go back to sleep after that weird episode. So I started readying the horses for our ride from Hedeby to Ripa. I was just about to get some provisions for the way, so we would not have to waste any time looking for food, when Ragnheiđur showed up behind me.

“You are up early, are you so excited to get back to your home?” she asked me, smiling.

I looked at her with a sad smile. “Yes. And no. Of course, I love getting back home and spending time with my people, but I would have loved to share that with Ivar.”

Ragnheiđur squeezed my shoulder. “Well, I might not be Ivar, but I am looking forward to sharing it with you.”

I frowned. “And why is that? It will be a long ride and if you trust my husband, the company is lousy.”

She made an indignant face. “He did not say that!” Her hands on her hips, she looked fierce.

“No, he didn’t really say that. But he didn’t seem that interested in seeing what is close to my heart. It has always been his father, his revenge, avenging his father, making his father proud…” I rolled my eyes. “I mean, I get it, there are a lot of expectations resting on the brothers’ shoulders, but nobody would expect Ivar to go.”

Now Ragnheiđur shook her head. “Oh Y/N, that is where you missed the point. Especially because no one ever expected anything of him, he wants to show the world what he is capable of. Just think of yourself, didn’t you feel the same need? To prove to the world that you are not just a little girl they can scare away?”

I shrugged. “Maybe, mostly I was angry because they killed my family…”, and wasn’t that exactly, what motivated Ivar right now? “Okay, I see where you’re going with this. He has a valid point. But still, he disregards my feelings and my wishes, he tries to manipulate everybody around him, I mean… I love him, but I hate it when he tries to manipulate me and even more when he thinks he has to manipulate me to get his way. He is just like his mother in that aspect.”

Ragnheiđur snorted dryly. “Let me get breakfast and then we will ride. I believe there is a lot you need to tell me about you and your Ivar.”

And I told her everything. She was silent for the most part, but asked a few questions here and there. When I had finished, she shook her head.

“This union of yours, it is nothing out of this world. And you should really get to the bottom of this before this whole mess spirals out of control.”

I looked at her for a long time, then I sighed. I knew she was right, but I was afraid what I was going to discover. And I did not want to talk about this anymore. “But what about you Ragnheiđur, are you married?”

She gave a light hearted laugh. “No, and listening to your stories, I am really glad I am not. There are few eligible men in Hedeby and most of them are either already promised to other women or they are too scared to ask for my hand.”

I chuckled. “So this is why you wanted to come to Ripa with me.”

She joined in my laughter. “Right, you got me”, she rolled her eyes playfully. “No, it is just… I have never been further than Kattegat. I know everything and everyone in Hedeby. I wanted some sense of adventure and challenge. And Lagertha knows that. She probably doesn’t expect me back in Hedeby anytime soon.”

Returning to Ripa was different this time. We were given a warm welcome right away and went straight to my estate, where Ole paid us a visit. He had anticipated the same trouble I had, so he was happy to see me back with time to spare before our warriors would come by. He also told me that other earls in the area had tried to encroach upon my lands and especially from Bork to the north of Ripa, at the Ringkoebing fjord. The farmers up there started to try and take away land from mine, another matter I would have to address at the Thing assembly that – as he told me – would take place in a couple of weeks. Ragnheiđur was there and listened to everything, asking a few questions and then listening again. I understood what Lagertha meant when she said that Ragnheiđur was good in a crisis. She had a bright head on her shoulders and we already had a plan of how to get ahead of any trouble that might be brought on by the return of the men from the Mediterranean.

After the death of my uncle, his kin, and his followers, there were estates to be taken care of, so anybody of the men who wished to stay in Ripa and not go on any further raids could get a plot of land. We would talk to the wives of the returning warriors, ask them how they felt about the change in leadership and what they expected of a good and just leader. Ole already said that one of those things would be for me to be present and not with my husband in Kattegat or on a raid and it was confirmed as we made our inquiries. I sighed and pinched the bridge of my nose when he had left. Maybe Ivar was right, maybe being his wife would have been enough of a job for me. But I would not give up. I could not give up, now that people depended on me. Ragnheiđur patted my shoulder when we were done and smiled encouragingly.

“You look just like Lagertha did after her first week as an earl. You’ll get used to it.” She chuckled then readied herself to go to bed. She was better prepared for this than I was and I had a feeling that Lagertha had known that.

Weeks went by, Björn and his men had returned, preventing Ivar, Sigurd and Ubbe from killing Lagertha, and then Hvitserk had not only told his brothers that he thought it a bad idea to kill Lagertha now, but he had also taken the time to explain to a furious Ivar why it would not be wise to kill the woman now. He did not mention to Ivar, how he thought that their mother had probably had it coming, but Ivar could read enough in between the lines to know that Hvitserk had his mind set on Aelle first and foremost and didn’t care that much about ever avenging their mother.

But the preparations took too long for his impatient thirst for revenge and he was lost. For once, he did not know, where to go or who to talk to here in Kattegat. His mother and Y/N had gone, both in their own ways and he knew of the politic troubles Y/N had to take care of in her own home town. Oh, how he loathed politics like these, the little deals, the whole fragility of it all. But he did watch on with awe at how she managed her community, as often as he got glimpses of it. Their connection was a weird one, waving in and out of existence, getting stronger and weaker in random instances. It was mostly small scences out of her or his life they shared, always somewhere in that space between sleep and awake. On some rare occasions, he had been able to comment on something or heard her voice talking to him. But neither of them could control those small glimpses and they were gone as soon as one of them awoke.

His brothers were wrapped up in fucking either Margarete, Astrid or other men and trying to keep other people from finding out, so he prefered to gather the intel, but not bother them. Also, they had the annoying tendency of not listening to what he had to say or – if they did listen – using what he said against him at a later time. They were such heroes. He snorted. But there was one good thing about the men returning from the Mediterranean; Floki was back. It was a long crawl, even though – thanks to the rapid growth of the town – his home was no longer that far away from the life of the town. He could still remember when Aslaug had brought him here the first time. The journey had felt much longer then, most of the way being uncharted wood land. He remembered her words as clearly as if it had been yesterday.

“Floki, I came to deliver my precious son into your hands. This is Ivar, who I love more than anyone else alive. And, Floki, I know he is clever. I want you to teach him the ways of our Gods, teach Ivar the true path. Teach him to hate the Christian God as you hate the Christian God! Only you can do it, not Ragnar. I will bring him to you every day. Teach him to be a Viking, teach him the deep and ancient ways.” And that had been exactly what happened. None of his brothers understood why these Christians didn’t deserve to live after they had condemned his father to death. None of them. Only he did, because he had been crawling out to Floki’s home and listened to his stories, every single day of his young life. And Floki’s stories had always been worth the way.

As he entered today, though, he was faced with a surprise. “She will make a good slave.” He tried to say something nice about the odd scene he found, with a strange child being tended to by Helga.

“She is my child!” Helga exclaimed. And where Ivar had always thought that Floki was the crazy one out of the two of them, he was now proven wrong. He shrugged it off, that was Floki’s matter, not his.

After Helga and Tanaruz had left and Floki had gone back to being his old self with Ivar, he was able to finally ask for what he had come for.

“I cannot crawl around the battlefield…” he mentioned. Floki looked at him and Ivar could see how the little wheels inside the boat maker’s head started to turn and spin and work. He loved Floki for many reasons, but he was almost envious at his ability to build everything his mind could think up and the way there was nothing his mind couldn’t think up. Ivar smiled, happier than he had been in the past weeks. Since Y/N had gone. And well, there she was again. He clenched his jaw in anger, which Floki did not fail to notice.

“Ivar, if you don’t mind me asking, where did Y/N go? I have heard the wildest stories, from her being an earl in some far away earldom to you killing her and feeding her to the boars. What happened to the two of you?”

Ivar’s fist clenched. “She decided I wasn’t enough for her. Lagertha gave her what she had wanted all along and away she went.” He turned to Floki with angry tears in his eyes.

Floki shook his head. “I don’t believe you for a second. That girl? She really liked you and believe me, we all were confused as to why she liked you. But Gods, was she fond of you.”

Ivar’s self-controll burst and he shouted: “She did not care about me! All she cared about was the influence she could gain by marrying me! And now she is acting like I am the one that hurt her!”

Floki went by Ivar and gave him a slap on the back of his head. “Stupid boy! She adored you more than she probably had reason for. Stop wallowing and just tell me why she left. If you want to keep on drowning in self-pity, I’ll give you something to be sour about.”

Ivar gave a grunt and crossed his arms in front of his chest. Then he recounted the story as far as he knew it. Told him about their connection, showed Floki the scar on his shoulder.

When he saw that, Floki took a step back, eyes wide. “What has your mother done?” he whispered, intrigue drawing him closer again. He reached out his fingers to touch the scar, but in the last moment before he would have actually touched Ivar, he flinched away as if he had been burned.

Ivar’s voice drawled, as he cocked an eyebrow. This question started to bore him. “We don’t know, what has she done, will you tell me? Nobody we asked knew about it, they all just looked at us with pretty much the same expression you do now.”

“That”, and Floki pointed to the scar, “That is old magic. That is something I don’t know enough about and even our seer won’t be able to help you with” (he couldn’t, Ivar had already tried) “This is the domain of the völva and the völva alone.”

“Are you saying my mother was a völva?” Ivar asked, intrigued.

“Yes and no. She was a seer, but she never seriously worked on the practical magic which being a völva involved, maybe she tried the odd ritual here and there, but she was never as deeply commited as she would have had to be to actually work some magic. But I fear she attempted something and the result was more than she had bargained for.”

“Which did not keep Y/N from running off to her earldom as soon as she…as she…” Again, tears were in Ivar’s eyes and he angrily blinked them away. Floki was taken aback by that display of emotions, rarely had he seen Ivar that vulnerable.

“What, Ivar? What did she do?”

Ivar closed his eyes and shook his head. “She broke my heart, Floki. She broke my heart and she took part of it with her.” He hated himself for feeling this weak.

“Like she should, because part of your heart will always be hers. I have seen you together, Ivar. We all have. And believe me, no one had ever thought they would see you that happy. So, why did she go away?”

“She said she had urgent business in Ripa and she left.”

“She just left?” Floki echoed, voice hollow from disbelief.

“She might have asked me to come with her.” Ivar said and looked away to the side. He sounded like a headstrong child, but he didn’t care.

“Then why didn’t you go with her?” Floki asked, almost exasperated. His long fingers at his temples.

“Because father told me to avenge him. And that happiness is nothing compared to bringing honour to our people.”

Floki groaned and put his face in his hands. “Ivar, your father, I loved him, but as great as he was, he was not without fail. Your father was many things, but he was not a happy man, because of the decisions he made along the way to greatness. He was a great man, but rarely have I seen him happy after he left that small farm that was the beginning of this town to go into the world. Why follow the advice of a man killed by his own ambition?”

Ivar looked at Floki for a long time, heart heavy. “I promised him, Floki. And I cannot break my promise. I will not let father down.”

“Oh, you Lothbroks! You are such fools sometimes. Believe me when I tell you that you broke her heart just as much as she broke yours.”

“We kind of had sex, Floki. I am not as boneless as everybody thought I was!” Ivar suddenly burst out with a grin.

At first he was confused by the quick change in subject, but then Floki’s face lit up. “Really?”

Ivar gave a nod. “Yes! I could, I… I reacted.”

Floki gave a single, joyful laugh and clapped his hands together. “Ivar, maybe your mother did know what she did after all.”

I groaned when I woke up. Of course he had to go tell Floki about that night. I got up quickly and went to get some water from the well. Although it was early, the town was already busy. Some of my men were preparing to leave for Kattegat to join the Lothbroks’ army on their raid to Northumbria. I was thinking about joining their journey to Kattegat to see them off and to see Ivar, even though there was a lot to be done here in Ripa as well. Ragnheiđur and I had been preparing for the Thing meeting that would be today, which meant that we would have to leave into the direction of the Thingstead soon. I would have to show a strong hand to keep my claim to all of my lands against Earl Magnusson of Bork, but also against the other earls of Jutland. As we all knew, it would mean war if they did not adhere to my requests to leave my lands alone and none of us wanted war, especially not in these days. At least that was what Ragnheiđur kept telling me. And if they accepted me, depended on how willing I looked to defend my lands to the blood.

We arrived early and were closely eyed by the other earls who had seen each other before. I, on the other hand, was a newcomer and had to introduce myself to most of them, though some of them remembered me as a child and told me just that. I wasn’t sure if they meant to belittle me or question my position, but no one dared to openly speak against me. One of the first matters in the Thing was just that: who was I, what was my intent as earl and how would I contribute to the community in Jutland.

The chieftain and leader of the Thing asked me straight away, why I had killed my uncle and all of his kin and followers and I stepped forward, looked the earls in the eyes, one after the other, then shook my head.

“I know, you had already accepted him into your midst as the earl of Ripa, but were you not aware of the fact that he had his own brother, my father, and his whole family killed?”

Earl Magnusson snorted. “Well, he cannot possibly have had your whole family killed, when you are standing right here in front of us.”

Murmurs arose, but I looked him dead in the eye. Oh, how I hated a smart ass. “You want to know why that is, Earl Magnusson? The reason for that is that he intended to take me as his second wife to validate his claim. I escaped to Kattegat, where an old friend of my mother gave me shelter and later married me off to her youngest son. The influence I gained, I used to gather a small but loyal army to reclaim Ripa. And as you are able to see, with me standing right in front of you today, I was successful. The people of Ripa accepted me as their earl and I would like to tell them that all of you peacefully agreed to accept my claim as well.”

The Earl of Toender raised his hand. “And this mysterious husband of yours, where is he? Why didn’t he come to strengthen your position? You are just a woman after all.”

I glared at him. If he didn’t like women in positions of power, I would give him something to hate. “First of all, because he trusts that I am very well able to hold my own, even against old men with antiquated world views like yours.” Another murmur went through the room. “Secondly, he is preparing to assemble the greatest army in the history of our people to avenge his father, Ragnar Lothbrok, who was killed by King Aelle in Northumbria.”

A younger man sitting behind Earl Magnusson looked up at me. “You are married to one of Ragnar Lothbrok’s sons?” he asked, interested.

“Yes, his youngest, Ivar Ragnarsson. Why do you ask?” I replied questioningly.

“I heard of their efforts to raise another army, I just wasn’t sure it was the truth, as many warriors, me included, only just returned from the raid to the Mediterranean under Björn Ironside’s lead.”

“This revenge is the reason Ironside returned from the Mediterranean right now, as far as I know, but my information is a few weeks old. Some of my men stayed in Kattegat, ready to leave as soon as the army sets sail, but some of them wanted to see their wives and children before they left again.”

The young man smiled. “Well, I returned, because I left a leg in Spain”, he gestured to the place where his right shin should have been and grinned crookedly, “but many of our men would be willing to leave for a raid like this. Wouldn’t they, father?” He looked up to Earl Magnusson and I almost choked on the words I had intended to say.

The chieftain interrupted us anyway: “We can talk about this matter after we have brought the question about Ripa’s rightful holder to an end. Is there anyone who opposes Y/N [Y/F/N]sdottir’s claim to Ripa and all its lands?” he threw a sharp look to Earl Magnusson of Bork, but nobody raised their hand or voice, which meant, the Thing had accepted me. I looked at Ragnheiđur, who smiled encouragingly at me.

Then Earl Magnusson’s son, by now we knew that his name was Birger, returned to the subject of the raid against the Saxons. “Why don’t we send a combined force from Jutland to Kattegat? We have a fleet of ships waiting to be tested in Bork. That would be the fastest way to Kattegat. We could ask our men, who of them wants to leave, send a messenger to Kattegat and tell them when our forces would arrive to support their efforts.”

It wasn’t the worst idea I had heard today. It would save us valuable time and form a tighter bond between the earldoms of Jutland. And I wasn’t the only one convinced, so we talked everything through and it was decided that our men would depart from Bork in a week’s time and the messenger was sent to Kattegat right away.

When we finally left the actual assembly, I looked at Ragnheiđur. “So, that is some weight off my shoulders. But what does that mean for you? Will you return to Hedeby? Sailing with them to Kattegat and continuing on horseback back to Hedeby would probably be the fastest way for you to get there…” I trailed off, when her smile sank.

“I feel like we only got here. I don’t want to leave right away. Also”, now she grinned from ear to ear, “I gave the messenger a message for Lagertha that I would be staying here to help you prepare for the winter.”

“But don’t they need you back in Hedeby for that?” I asked.

She shook her head. “They have three capable leaders in Torvi, Astrid and Lagertha, I am nice to have, but not necessary. Unless you want me gone, of course.” She grinned and cocked her head.

I shook my head. “I don’t want you gone, it’s just… I don’t know how I can repay you or Lagertha for sending you with me.”

“I don’t know about Lagertha, but you can repay me by figuring out your problems with your husband. You should go to Kattegat with our men.”

“Ivar won’t let me go to fight the Saxons with him and he won’t stay in Kattegat or come to Ripa with me, so why go to Kattegat?” I asked her, slightly frustrated with the situation. I was too proud to admit to her that I had already played with the thought myself.

She lightly touched my shouder and smiled at me. “Because you love him. You have told me everything about the two of you, and the one thing I could see was the affection you held when you were talking about him. You need to see him and you need to fix this awkward distance that is between you right now. Tell him how you feel. He might die in Northumbria and he would know, but he would have never heard the actual words from you, knowing that you mean them.”

I stared into the distance for a long time, before I looked back at her, face serious. “I hate how right you are. So, let’s go talk to Earl Magnusson.” I was about to walk toward the earl and his son, when she held me back.

“You know there is another thing you need to do. You need to talk to someone who can tell you what exactly it was that Aslaug did to you.”

“Well, the only person able to do that was Aslaug and she is long gone…” I drifted off.

For the first time I saw something like impatience in Ragnheiđur. “And this is where you are wrong. There is this woman living out in the marshes beyond the town limits, she knows about ancient magic.”

“Are you talking of Yrsa?” I asked, a lump in my throat.

“Yes! She is a völva, she could help you!”

I looked to the ground, feeling childish. Yrsa had been old when I was still a child. And she had given me the creeps back then, still did today.

“You cannot be serious”, I heard Ivar’s mocking voice in my head, “She could help and you don’t want to see her, because she scares you?”

I closed my eyes and groaned. “Who is asleep at this time of day?!” I asked loudly and impatiently.

“I had an exhausting afternoon preparing for battle”, I saw flashes of him riding in a chariot Floki had built him, it was exhilirating, but I shook my head, “Oh, you already know…” he whispered conspiratorially.

“Just wake up and leave me alone.” I whispered angrily.

His voice was gone. Silence. Then Ragnheiđur looked at me, slightly worried.

“We should get this cleared up sooner rather than later, Y/N.” she said and tried to keep her face neutral, though I could tell that she was slightly uncomfortable with my behavior.

I shrugged. “It’s been like this for weeks now, I have almost gotten used to it by now.”

She looked me straight in the eyes. “But until today it has never happened while you were awake, has it?”

I stared back at her, mouth open. She was right. I took a deep breath. One step in front of the other. First we would close out the Thing, look like sane people, and ride back to Ripa. And then we would try to see Yrsa as soon as possible. And “we” in this case did not include Ragnheiđur, but me and Ivar.

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Foolish Love, Fake Love (Part 2)

pairing: idol!Jungkook x bodyguard!reader

word count: 3,045

genre: idol!au; angst; romance; drama; enemies to lovers sort of thing

warnings: none

previous part: Prologue | Part 1

summary: If all you can give me is a fake love, then I will be the fool to pretend that it is all true.

comments: too excited to start writing again, not edited just posting first. please reblog or comment if you liked this chapter <3

“Oh my gosh, my ankles hurt so much... I wish we were just chilling in the streets of Hongdae and eating odaeng right now...”, Yuri whined.

You walked around the well-equipped apartment with mouth still hanging half-opened. They provided an apartment for the both of you to stay, in that same lavish building with the boys, just one floor below their dorms.

“Guess that’s what we have to suffer for this kind of welfare?”, you threw open the living room curtains revealing a ceiling-to-floor window that has the most stunning view of Hangang river.

“Yeah you know they are only letting us stay here because we have to be on call 24/7 just in case they find a random creepy fangirl hiding in their closet upstairs right?”, Yuri was turning on her snappiness.

The horror stories which Sejoon relayed while you girls were waiting for the photo shoot to be over were sometimes a little too absurd to believe.

Once they found a fangirl who managed to sneak into the boys’ apartment, pretending to be a plumber, and she was digging through Jimin’s cupboard when they nabbed her. Another time a fanboy tried to pose as the new assistant to the managers and almost drove Namjoon away in his own mini van. Then there was the time a sasaeng got mad that Jungkook was not answering her calls or replying her messages so she stalked him in the hotel during their concert and set fire to his room door when he wouldn’t open it for her.

“Those people are cray cray...”, you mumbled.

“Yeah and guess what, we are going to be dealing with those cray-crays... you see why they have to hire us? Because crazies don’t follow no rules, but people like us, we gotta follow the rules. A man can’t touch a woman... so they hire a woman to "touch" the woman...”, Yuri clicks her tongue and drags herself off the couch, undressing herself for the shower.

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The next day Yuri and you were brought in to see the management, the management. Her name is Lee Heeyoung, people call her Direction Lee. Even though most people know Bang PD to be the head of Big Hit, he was a producer after all. The reins on the business operations, or in plain simple words, the money, was held in the hands of this woman.

She wore a midi nude dress, which clinged to her gym-built figure alluringly, making it difficult to put a pin on how old she actually is. Yuri and you shifted uneasily in your seats on the couch in her room.

“I hope you girls don’t mind chlorophyll?”, she smiles as she takes her seat and the secretary places three glasses of dark green liquid housed in tall transparent glasses onto the coffee table.

“Excuse me?”, Yuri responded a little too quickly.

The office lady simply continues, “Chlorophyll. I drink one glass of it every morning, it has many benefits. I don’t drink coffee, you see. Try it”, she urged, her facial expression almost never changing from that plastered on polite smirk.

“Thank you”, you said as you nudged Yuri to pick up the glasses and drink from them. It tasted... healthy, and you quickly placed the glass back down.

“Sejoon says that your company needed us to pay a deposit for your services? We don’t usually do that. But Sejoon’s been a great help to the boys since they debut and he said it’s a senior he knows, so I agreed”, she narrated calmly after taking a sip of the seaweed-coloured drink. “I’m not saying this to make you feel indebted to me. I just want you to know that we have done everything within our means to get the boys to the top and we are willing to do even more to keep them there, so please, don’t think of your jobs as inconsequential.”

It was hard to ascertain which of her words bore sincerity, her tone and expression never falters.

---

The boys had no schedule that day, so Yuri and you spent the most of daytime exercising, gaming, and generally bumming around in the apartment. When Yuri’s phone rang, you both assumed it was the jjajangmyeon delivery guy who must have lost his way since it’s been almost twenty minutes from the time Yuri ordered the food.

“Oh Dad it’s you... I thought it was the delivery... Huh? How much does he need?”, and Yuri walks away to answer the phone nearer to the window.

When she finally hung up, you asked her cautiously, “Your Dad? Is everything ok?” You have known Yuri for close to a decade now, her father was the sweetest man, but he often involved himself in other people’s matters and that always makes Yuri miffed.

“Our uncle’s sick and needs money for his surgery. He has no children so my Dad wants to lend him the money. He’s asking me to send it over tonight”, Yuri said through gritted teeth, “He always thinks about helping others, what about us? Why do I have to keep giving away my hard-earned money... ughhhh...”, Yuri blows up and looks at you.

You said nothing.

“Sighs, he’s my uncle, I can’t just watch him die either”, Yuri closes her eyes tight and accepted her fate. You smiled a little watching her solo struggle. She takes after her father after all.

Then someone rang the doorbell. You ran over thinking it would finally be the delivery guy but when you opened the door, Sejoon was standing outside.

“I need one of you to get ready and come with me now”, Sejoon directed.

“Huh? But it’s past 10pm”, you answered instinctively.

“So?”, his eyes widened at your reply, genuinely surprised, “Jungkook needs to go somewhere, just need one of you to tag along. Who’s free now?”

You thought for a moment, “I’ll go, Yuri’s busy...”

“Good. Carpark in ten minutes”, Sejoon then turns to walk off quickly.

---

The car ride was silent. You sat in the front passenger seat while Jungkook sat in the back, typing furiously away on his phone. He was dressed rather formally for his standards, black skinny jeans, black T-shirt and a black jacket fashionable adorned with embroidery. He even styled his hair up for something this late at night. It must be an important meeting.

You entered a building from the back door situated in a soulless alley, eventually realising the place was a restaurant. The private room you walked into was dim, a table was already set up in the middle of the room with two seats, Jungkook taking one of them.

“Jungkook, we’ll be outside, if there’s anything just text me”, Sejoon says it as though it was routine and then pushes you along with him to exit the room.

Both of you then made yourselves comfortable at a table outside in the hall area which was otherwise empty and had a view of the narrow corridor leading to the private room. Shortly after, you spot a lean and dainty woman walking briskly towards the room. She was wearing a cap pulled low to cover her eyes and a black face mask.

You shot up to check on the situation when Sejoon grabs your arm and pulls you right back down onto the hard wooden chair. “We’re good, it’s ok”, Sejoon says as he continues to play his game on his handphone.

---

Time crawled along and when you checked your phone you saw that it was only 11.33pm. This time though, when you looked up again, a woman was strutting forcefully towards your table.

“The paparazzi are gathering outside, I saw at least two from different tabloids. We gotta go, get them out of here, I'll pick them up from the back”, she spat at Sejoon in lightning speed and turns to dash off, not without turning around to make sure Sejoon and you were moving along, “Go! Go!”, she shouted.

“Who was that? What-”, you stammered.

“No time for questions now! Come come!”, Sejoon runs off first towards the private room.

By the time you reached the room, Sejoon was dragging Jungkook out the door. A girl was following closely behind him. As she comes through the door and looks at you, you recognised her. Kang Yeonjoo, a popular girl idol who was well-known for her singing skills. “Are they... secretly dating now?”, you thought to yourself.

“What are you waiting for? Get them to the back door and-”, Sejoon chided as Jungkook and Yeonjoo squeezed past you to run towards the back door. Just then, a flash of light bursts and you turned around to see a huge camera pointed in your direction, aimed right at this narrow corridor.

Sejoon dashes towards the cameraman and yelled at you, “Go! Go!”

---

You ran after the two figures in the dimly-lit back alley. A car screeches to a halt before them, the door flies open and they get into the car. Another man alighted and the vehicle leaves in a rush.

The man walks towards you sighing in a serious tone, “These paparazzi are like hyenas, I guess we have to throw them some meat to fend them off.” With that, he grabs your arm and swings you around, his arm circling your shoulder, causing you to crouch down under the weight.

Something with a cotton-like texture was swung over your head but you could still see flashes of light and hear loud voices through the soft material.

“She’s there!!”, someone shouted and you could practically feel the energy of humans closing into you.

“Hey! Hey! Back down!”, the man who was holding your shoulders bellowed loudly. You felt at least a dozen hands trying to pull and tug at you at the same time, then suddenly the dark cloth covering your head was hauled forcefully onto the ground.

“Ya!! Quick!! Where's the camera?!”, a woman’s voice was thundering into your ear drums.

“What the?! Stand back! I said leave her alone!!”, the man was still holding on to you but was now futilely shielding your face from the piranhas with his forearms. A car horn beeps from far away and you see a black vehicle stop abruptly in front of you.

“Get in! Quick! Get in!”, the man shouted at you and shoves you into the van. But for the chaos that was surrounding you, you would actually have thought that this was a kidnapping attempt.

Whoever was driving the car floored the gas pedal and the car sped off with you in it, still trying to catch your breath. “That was some intense shit, so much for coming back from a vacation and immediately having to fight off an army of paparazzi”, the mysterious man mumbled.

For a moment you actually contemplated whether this was really a mafia’s van. Now that you looked at him a second time, the man has the looks and demeanour of a typical thug, the kind you would expect to be working for people like Madam Yoo.

“Kijin Hyung, Y/N, are both of you ok? I thought I was in a zombie apocalypse movie...”, Sejoon’s voice came from the driver’s seat and you were relieved to see a familiar face behind the wheel, assured that you were now in safe hands.

“Sejoon-ah, the apocalypse is only just starting...”, the man known as Kijin warns forlornly as he leans forward to pat Sejoon on his shoulder. “Let’s send her home first, then we are heading to your office”, Kijin instructed Sejoon.

---

You had fallen asleep almost immediately after you plopped down onto the sofa in your apartment. The next morning you were awoken by the sharp piercing noise of your handphone’s default ringtone. It took you a while to register that it was your phone that was actually ringing since you were not used to this tune.

“Hello?”, you picked up the call after locating your phone on the floor with your eyelids still glued to each other.

“Y/N, are you still sleeping? Come over to the office quickly!”, you bolted up upon hearing Director Lee’s voice.

“Yeah yeah ok, I'm going over now”, you tried to enunciate as clearly as your numb lips allowed you to.

---

You dashed into the agency’s building, impatiently waiting for the lift that never seemed slower.

Finally, you reached the tenth floor where Director Lee’s office was on, and her secretary hastily ushered you in, “Ms Lee, she’s here”.

Inside the expansive office was a bulky black leather sofa set. Director Lee sat in one of the one-seaters, while Kijin and Sejoon were on her right side, Jungkook sat crouching with his hands covering his face to her left. Namjoon sat next to Jungkook, looking rather perplexed but lightening a little when he saw you enter.

“Have you seen the papers?”, the lady queried.

You meekly shook your head, noting the mood in the room to be generally an unpleasant one. She jerks her head slightly towards a pile of newspapers, “Or you could have just used your phone on the way here...”, she said somewhat sarcastically.

Steadying yourself you walked over to the low-rising coffee table, picking up one of the tabloid papers.

“BTS Dating Scandal – Jeon Jungkook’s mysterious girl”; “Boy with Luv – Is Jeon Jungkook secretly dating one of his staff?”; “A Midnight Rendezvous with BTS”

You scanned through the photos, they were all of you dashing out from the restaurant behind Jungkook, and of Kijin shielding you from the paparazzi. A frown starts to appear once you began to understand the situation. At least for now, your face was blurred out in the photos.

“What were you thinking, Kijin Hyung? I know it’s your job to protect Yeonjoo but why did you need to pretend like Y/N was the one meeting Jungkook?”, Namjoon sighed rather aggravatedly.

“I didn’t expect them to catch photos of her face. And they were all ready to chase after our car. If they had followed it thinking that Jungkook and “the girl” were both in it, they will stake it out and they will eventually see that he was with Yeonjoo”, Kijin explained.

“Sure, that’s all fine. But Hyung, how could you tell the media that I am dating her?!”, Jungkook yells at Yeonjoo’s manager, and then glares straight at you.

“Look Jungkook, the scandal has been brewing for a while now. The tabloids continuously send us photos of you out there with someone looking like Yeonjoo and asking us to confirm it. We have paid off so many of them, this isn’t a long-term plan”, Kijin almost sounded like he was pleading with Jungkook.

“Yeah ok, then just deny that I was out there with anyone! Why do we have to say that I’m dating her?!”, Jungkook was exasperated by now.

“There is a girl in those photos Jungkook. Either we have to say that it was Yeonjoo or we have to say it was some other girl. But if we said it was Yeonjoo... would she be prepared to confirm it? Are you two even really... I mean formally... dating right now?”, Sejoon jumps in to clarify, gently proding.

There was a tense silence between the men. And then someone raps on the door.

“Ma’am, Director Park from Rapid is on the line, he wants to speak with you urgently”, Director Lee’s secretary peeped in to say.

“He probably wants a scoop for his tabloid. I owe him one since he blocked out the last one for us. Well I guess the decision is yours then young man, we have to come up with a story this time. Who was it? Her? Or Yeonjoo?”, Director Lee was still as unpredictable as she threw the ball into Jungkook’s court.

Jungkook was tormented, he looked tormented. The entire surroundings started to resonate with him. That was when Kijin stepped in to persuade him, “Jungkook listen to me. It will just be for two months, or at most three. Then your agency will say that you broke up with her. This will quell all the previous rumours about you and Yeonjoo too. Think about it... don’t you realise this is the best way you can protect Yeonjoo from all of this now?”

You could see it in his eyes – his heart was swaying, his mind was being bought over. Kijin knew how to sell him the idea, because Kijin knew that to Jungkook there is nothing more important than protecting Yeonjoo.

“Are we not going to ask for her opinion in this?”, Namjoon blurted and pointed at you.

You were displaced, the only person still standing in ceremony in the room. The black outfit you still wore always suited you, because a bodyguard was meant to be a shadow.

Sejoon shifted a little in his seat before saying uneasily, “I don’t think she has much say in this...”

Without mincing her words Director Lee said as much, “Do you disagree? Should we terminate the service contract with your company and take back our deposit?”

You always hated people who don’t play by the rules, those who punched below the belt. You always hated anyone who took advantage of another when they were down on the ground. But this is reality. There are no rules to the fight.

Yet your insignificant silence was still unsettling, Sejoon stood up and quickly came to your side. “It’s only two months, we will double your pay. And Yuri’s too. Deal?”, he whispers to you while stretching out his hand. You held Director’s Lee challenging stare. “Deal”, Sejoon proclaims himself and grabs your hand in his to shake it, turning to smile awkwardly at the others.

“Good. I am starting to like this narrative. Isn’t this a popular drama trope? Poor girl meets handsome rich guy kind of thing? Maybe this scandal will turn out to do us some good instead...”, Director Lee smirked as she gets up to prance towards her phone.

In ordinary circumstances you will never, never, let anyone use you like this. But you see it, it was a win-win situation for everyone involved. Everyone except you. From the way he looked at you, you knew... that even if Jungkook had not already started disliking you, he surely was starting to resent you now. You were just a shadow, what right do you have to stand in the light, in the place that should be rightfully hers?

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