#jimin wish | Explore Tumblr Posts and Blogs

i-am-baechu · 2 months

Text

Chapter Six

Wishes (M) (Season One)

Summary: After a long day of classes, Min Yoongi decides to take a break at the music hall that has become his second home. He walks in with his cigarette lit and his blank expression quickly changes when he sees a girl playing his piano. The moment their eyes meet, their lives become complicated and Yoongi blames himself for her future pain. Was the love we had honest?

Genre: Gang au!, college au!, strangers to enemies (one-sided), strangers to lovers, slow burn, friendships, romance, angst, little comedy, and smut

Main pairing: Gang leader! Min Yoongi x Pianist! Reader

Warnings: Explicit language, smut, mature themes, gangs, violence, smoking cigarettes, drugs, and alcohol usage

⇜ Masterlist ⇝

Previously on Wishes

“Bambi, I’m not angry. I’m worried about you, Joo Won is looking for you.”

She nodded her head slowly at this and gave him a questionable look, “Why do you know that?”

“Word gets around.”

She looked at Namjoon and her face scrunched up in confusion, “Word gets around? I don’t really talk to anyone...”

“Bambi, you said you trusted me. I need you to trust me now.”

She looked at Yoongi and the staring contest started. She stared into his dark brown orbs as she was searching for an answer but she knew it wasn’t going to happen. Yoongi crushed his cigarette and their contest was ended, “Trust me. Please.”

“I trust you but what’s going on?”

“Joo Won might have something to do with the murders....you might be next.”

Guilty. How can a word make someone throw up? Yoongi saw the fear in her doe eyes and his chest ached at the sight before him. It’s the thought that Joo Won has been doing this for years and Y/N could’ve been killed. The thought makes his stomach turn. The woman before him could’ve been killed and he would just continue his life without knowing her. It made him sick. The thought of never meeting her...it was a thought that he wasn’t pleased with.

“Yoo-Yoongi? How do you know this?”

It was clear that she was trying to be strong but he saw her eyes sparkle. He sighed and closed his eyes, “Namjoon’s dad is part of the police force. We overheard him talking and I heard your name.” Half true but that didn’t matter at the moment. He watched her nod her head and glanced at Namjoon and then back at him. He watched a small tear form and he reached forward to wipe the tear away gently, “Y/N, please don’t cry...I’ll protect you.”

She stared at him and glanced down at the ground, “How can you protect me?”

“That’s for me to know.”

“I-I...I don’t know how to process this. I’m worried about Joo Won. He’s always getting into trouble and I don’t want him getting hurt.”

You shouldn’t worry about that asshole, “Y/N, my focus is on you and only you.”

“But Yoo-”

“No, I need to protect you.”

Y/N stared at him and nodded her head, “Please...please make sure Joo Won is going to be okay. Please.”

Yoongi sighed and glanced at Namjoon who was already looking at him, “We’ll keep an eye from afar...okay?”

“Okay...are you going to walk me home every day?”

Yoongi let out a small snicker and nodded his head, “Yeah, is that okay with you, Bambi?”

He watched her demeanor change and she softly smiled, “I am okay with that.”

Yoongi turned towards Namjoon and nodded his head. Namjoon nodded his head and walked away without saying goodbye to Y/N. Yoongi rolled his eyes and knew that Namjoon was going to give Y/N a hard time. It makes sense why he was. He turned back to Y/N and gently grabbed her hand, intertwining his fingers with hers. He watched her glance down at their hands but his eyes never left her face. She slowly looked up and all he saw was an innocent face thrown into a dangerous situation. He rubbed the top of her knuckles and gave her a reassuring smile, “I’ll become your protector. Call out to me, Y/N.”

“Okay, Yoongi.”

“Let’s go get noodles and talk about happy things.”

“Happy things? Such as?”

Yoongi shrugged his shoulders and let go of her hand, “Things that make you happy...you know, like the piano.”

She smiled and nodded her head, “I do like my piano and so do you. One of the things we have in common.”

They started walking down the pavement as the leaves made their way down to the floor. Yoongi glanced down at Y/N and nodded his head, “Judging by the way you play, you’ve been doing this since you were a child. Right?”

“Very observant, tyrant. Yes, you are right.”

“Was it by choice or forced?”

With the way she looked at him, he knew he fucked up, “Force? Do you think my parents would do such a thing?”

He let out a small cough and shook his head, “I-I wasn’t saying...I just know some rich parents force their kids to do stuff. I didn’t mean to insult.”

“You’re very judgemental, aren’t you? Always thinking you know things but you're only going off of what personal experience.”

Yoongi sighed and nodded his head, “Yes, I’ll admit. I’m sorry if I insulted you.”

She shook her head and continued to look forward, “You didn’t...I understand the implications. My parents saw my interest in it and well here we are. I’m also interested in other things.”

“Like what, Bambi?”

“Painting, dancing...arts in general.”

Yoongi looked her up and down, “What kind of dancing?”

“Ballet.”

Yoongi snickered at this and ran his fingers through his hair, “I can see that. You're delicate.”

“I wouldn’t say delicate. Well, what about you?”

“What about me?”

They stopped at the stoplight and Y/N looked up at him with a soft gaze, “What do you like Min Yoongi?”

His throat felt dry hearing her say his full name. He tried his best to shake off the feeling but he couldn’t. She was the only person that had this effect on him. He felt so small and vulnerable but not weak. She made him feel stronger but under her gaze, he felt like it was okay to be small and vulnerable. Even the big bad wolf can have his days.

Yoongi let out a small cough and looked away, “I like writing down verses...”

“Really? The tyrant knows how to write?”

Yoongi turned back and glared at her, “Oi!” She let out a laugh and his glare disappeared. He shook his head and grabbed her wrist walking towards the other side of the street, “You talk too much.”

“You talk too little.”

They continued to walk until Yoongi stopped in front of a familiar place. He glanced down at her and then back at the door, “You're going to meet someone.”

“Who?”

“Someone who’s an idiot.”

“Eh?”

He opened the door and sighed to himself. He waited to hear the voice and then glanced at Y/N, “Cover your ears.”

“What? Why?”

“Hi, welcome to-Eh!? YOONGI!!!”

Yoongi's eyes twitched as he closed his eyes to keep his composure. He opened them and saw the older woman looking at him with a wide smile, “Hi, Lana.”

Lana was a Korean-Mexican that Yoongi met by accident. He saved her after she was getting scammed by a food booth. She had tan skin that others looked down upon in Korea but she didn’t care what other people thought of her, with the darkest black hair that Yoongi had ever seen and the length reaching to her hips, she was taller than Y/N but she was shorter than Yoongi, and she had bright hazel eyes that could capture anyone’s soul.

Lana has a crush on Hoseok and she would always cook for him. They were very similar but also very different, Just like how I am with Y/N. She would often cook meals for them or patch them up whenever they needed. Hoseok would lie to her and say that he would get into fights with random people. Yoongi could tell that Lana knew that was a lie but she never pressed forward about it. He wasn’t sure if they were together but they were something.

Lana glanced at Y/N with a curious look, “And who are you?”

Yoongi looked at Y/N and then at Lana, “This is L/N Y/N, my...my friend.”

Yoongi felt Y/N’s eyes on him but he didn’t bother to look. Instead, he kept his eyes on Lana who was looking between the two with mischievous eyes, “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Lana.”

He glanced to see her bowing and he couldn’t help but have a soft smile. She was always polite to strangers and always showed respect. Well everyone but him.

“Likewise. Are you guys hungry? I just made some ramen.”

Lana walked away as Yoongi glanced down at Y/N, “Have you ever had birria ramen?”

Y/N shook her head and glanced at the menu, “I’ll try anything.”

“That’s good to know.”

“Why is that, Yoongi?”

Yoongi pushed some hair behind her ear and she watched with wide eyes as he chuckled, “So I can take you out. Let’s go.”

“O-Okay.”

Yoongi stirred his noodles as he watched Y/N eating the ramen. His eyes felt relaxed as she happily slurped up her noodles. His eyes weren't used to being this relaxed but he wasn’t going to fight it. Y/N wiped her mouth and looked at Yoongi, “You’ve been quiet.”

“Thinking.”

“I didn’t know you could do that.”

Yoongi clicked his tongue and leaned forward making Y/N’s eyes widen. He picked up his napkin and wiped off some juice that she missed, “Don’t be smart when you can’t even wipe your mouth.”

“Shut up.”

He sat back in his seat and glanced at Lana who was on the phone. He figured she was on the phone with Hoseok with the way her face was beet red. He looked back at Y/N who was staring at her noodles with a blank expression. He sighed and put some noodles in his mouth, “You look like you're thinking...it’s not good.”

Y/N sighed and took a sip of her water, “I know...do you think they’ll kill me?”

Yoongi dropped his chopsticks and stared at her with a shocked look, “Don’t you ever ask that question.”

“I can’t help it-”

“Don’t ever form that sentence to me.”

She sighed and nodded her head, “I’m sorry...I keep thinking about this morning. It’s scary...I could d-”

“You won’t. Nothing will happen to you. I will do anything to protect you.”

She looked at him with a shocked look and slowly nodded her head, “You're persistent...I don’t know if that’s a good thing.”

“When it comes to you, it's good. After you're done, I have to go to the store.”

“Okay...who’s Lana?”

Yoongi raised his eyebrow at him and leaned back in the booth, “She's a friend.”

“A friend? She seemed so happy to see you...”

Yoongi let out a small chuckle and shook his head, “She’s with Hoseok.”

He could’ve sworn he saw her eyes lit up but it could always be the lighting, “Oh...that’s good.”

“Why is it good?”

“Hoseok seems nice. I’m glad for her, you said you needed to go to the store. We should go before it gets darker.”

He watched her leave the booth with her purse and he couldn’t help but smirk. He put the dishes together and headed towards Lana who was looking at him with worried eyes, “You okay?”

“Hoseok told me that Y/N’s in danger because of bullies. Is she going to be okay?”

Yoongi's face turned serious and nodded his head, “She’s going to be okay. Don’t worry about her.”

“I hope she’s not like Chin-Mae.”

“Trust me. She’s nothing like her. I’ll see you later, Lana.”

“Be safe, Yoongi...”

Yoongi walked outside to see Y/N looking up with a blank expression. When she heard the door close, she turned her head towards him, “What do you need from the store?”

“Something for the future.”

Yoongi closed his front door and leaned against the door staring at the ceiling with a frown. Having so many thoughts can only kill a person. He should know. He took the travel mouthwash out of his pocket and smiled.

“Boss.”

Yoongi quickly put it back in his pocket and stood up straight. He saw Namjoon with his arms crossed staring at him, “What is Namjoon?”

“You came home late.”

“I was out.”

“Hwan called.”

Yoongi raised his eyebrow and placed his hands in his pants pocket with annoyance, “Why?”

“He said his guys captured someone from Demony na Zapade and it wasn’t Joo Won.”

Yoongi sighed and hit the back of his head against the door, “When's the meeting?”

“Tomorrow night.”

“So be it. Get some sleep until then.” Yoongi went to walk past Namjoon but was stopped when he felt fingers around his wrist. He glanced at Namjoon with a raised eyebrow, “What?”

“You shouldn’t be messing with someone that could be evidence.”

“She’s not just evidence.”

It was Namjoon’s turn to raise his eyebrow, “Then what is she?”

Yoongi sighed and ripped his hand away, “Leave it. Goodnight.”

He walked up the stairs feeling the eyes of his best friend. He was sure if someone was in the room they would smell the burning flesh from the intense stare. Yoongi closed the door and kneeled in front of the pictures with his candle. The smell of Y/N filled the room and he closed his eyes with a smile.

The room was dark and Yoongi was standing alone. He turned his head and saw his parents fading away and he tried to reach out to them but he wasn’t quick enough. He let out a silent scream and he saw his older brother walking away as he cried out his name. Yoongi fell to his knees as the darkness consumed him.

It wasn’t until he heard the familiar sound of heels clicking away. He slowly looked up and saw Y/N with her hand out, “You look like you need help.”

He glanced at her hand and then at her face. He slowly placed his hand into hers and she helped him up, “Y-Y/N?”

“You’ve been alone for so long that when someone actually cares for you...you don’t want to believe it.”

“What you are talking about-”

She leaned forward and placed her lips on his. His eyes widened and he closed them, returning the kiss. He wrapped his arms around her waist and deepened the kiss. When they pulled away their foreheads touched, “The more you ignore, the more complicated things get.”

“Are you my conscience?”

“I’m whatever you want...the more you push it away...” She placed her hand on his heart and looked at him with a frown, “The more hurt you feel.”

He placed his hand on top of hers on his chest and shook his head, “You could never love a monster like me.”

“You never gave me a chance. You didn’t even give yourself a chance to love me.”

He whipped his head up and stared into her doe eyes, “Lo-Love?”

“That’s what your mind has been begging you lately. It’s annoying really.”

He let out a laugh and rubbed her knuckles, “I can’t say it.”

“Yes you can. For once in your life, don’t be scared.”

Yoongi woke up when he heard a knock on the door, “Boss? Are you alright? You were yelling?”

Yoongi sat up in his bed and wiped the sweat from his forehead, “I’m fine Taehyung. Go back to sleep.”

He heard footsteps walking away and he sighed to himself. He stared down at his chest and brought his hand up to clench the fabric covering his skin, “Fuck.”

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

“Why the sadness?”

Yoongi hit the last key and glanced to his side to see Y/N looking at him with worry. He let out a puff of smoke and shrugged his shoulders, “Felt like it today.”

He heard her dropping her bag and walking towards the piano seat. He moved to the side giving her enough space to sit next to her. He looked at her and saw her frown, making him feel sad, “The weather is beautiful today but here you are being sad. Why?”

“Thinking.”

He watched her roll her eyes and he had to stop himself from snickering, “You say that so much. Is it your catchphrase now?”

“I guess I’m just like Woody. Pull my string.”

He let out a small laugh as he touched the keys gently. When he didn’t hear anything from her, he glanced at her. He saw with a shocked face and he raised his eyebrow, “What?”

“You just joked with me.”

“Okay and-”

“That was the first time you truly joked with me that didn’t make me upset.”

He scoffed and rolled his eyes, “You remember what I said to you now?”

“Yes...we’re friends. Right?”

He glanced at the ivory keys and wanted to smash them. He scolded himself in his head and turned towards her, “Y-Yeah.”

She smiled at this and nodded her head. She glanced at his fingers and frowned, “Why do you have so many cuts?”

Because I had to punch someone this morning. He let out a puff and shrugged his shoulders, “It was from the woodshop.”

“You build things? You do have the fingers for it.”

“What do you mean by that Bambi?”

She gently took his hand off of the piano keys and placed her hand against his. He stared at their hands with an unknown feeling in his chest, “Your fingers, you have a creator's hand. You like to build things whether it’s music or wood...that’s interesting.”

She took her hand away and took her phone out of his pocket. He stared at his hand for a minute before bringing it to his side, clenching it tightly. He finished his cigarette and she watched with annoyance, “I hate-”

“I know Bambi...I know.” He bent down and took out his travel mouthwash. He brought the cup to his mouth and he started to swish it around his mouth as she watched. He spat in his empty water bottle and he turned towards her, “I know.”

“You carry mouthwash now?”

“You don’t remember what you told me that one night?”

He watched her face turn red and she looked away from him but he stopped her. He gently turned her head and rubbed her chin gently with his thumb. Her doe eyes staring into his harsh brown eyes made him feel like ice. Melting away, slowly. “I would kiss one. If they had mouthwash...remember?”

“I-I remember...”

He smirked at her flustered state and rubbed her left cheek softly, “Good.”

Just then his phone started ringing and he let out a loud groan. He stood up and gave Y/N an apologetic smile. He walked away and answered his phone in annoyance, “What?”

“Hyung!? You need to get down here!”

Yoongi glanced at Y/N over his shoulder and then back at his shoes, “Why?”

“We know who runs Demony na Zapade. We need you down here now.”

“I’ll be there, Jungkook. Just be patient.”

He hung up his phone and sighed. Sometimes he wished his life was normal but this was the life he chose to do. He turned around and walked towards her, time felt slow and it was as if she was going to disappear. She turned towards him with a frown, “Is everything okay?”

Yoongi shook his head and grabbed his backpack, “I have to help Jungkook with something. I’ll text you later Bambi.”

“Yoongi? I thought we were going to get food together?”

Fuck, “I can’t Bambi. I’ll do it next time.”

He watched her sigh and nodded her head with a fake smile, he hated it, “Yeah...I’ll see you later. Be careful.”

“I will Bambi, I promise. I’ll send Namjoon to watch you.”

“Sure..”

He quickly sent a text to Namjoon and looked at Y/N with a frown, “Please don’t be mad at me, Bambi.”

“Just go help Junkook. Make sure you guys are safe.”

Yoongi sighed and nodded his head. He wanted to say so much more but he didn’t have time to speak with his chest. He took off his jacket and draped it around her shoulders, “To prove to you, I’ll have lunch with you. I’ll text you, Bambi.”

He ran out of the building not wanting to see Y/N’s reaction. He ran to the parking lot ignoring the stares from the students as he tossed his stuff in the trunk of his motorcycle. He put his helmet and gloves on and was off. At every stop light, he thought about Y/N’s red face. The softness of her skin under his fingertips.

“You never gave me a chance. You didn’t even give yourself a chance to love me.”

He shook his head and parked his bike in the garage. He ran into the house to see Jin with a frown, “Boss.”

“Who's the leader?”

“Cha Eunwoo.”

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

Tag List:

@hopefulrascalstatesmantoad @secfir @amberpanda99

#bts reactions #bts scenarios #bts imagines #bts jungkook #bts namjoon #bts seokjin #bts taehyung #bts jimin #bts yoongi #bts x reader #bts hosoek #Bts #min yoongi x reader #yoongi x reader #wishes

94 notes · View notes

ddoxhan · 1 month

Text

love.

my small heart and the things that grew in it break and harden, melt and fall away only then can I see my eternity, with you

happy birthday, yu jimin.

i never knew what love was. it had never occurred to me that these overwhelming feelings could wash over me like a crashing wave. affection was never a language of love since i’ve known how to talk. a hug wasn’t something i was used to, neither were words of compliments or warm gazes shone upon me for a good grade. i’ve grown accustomed to such practices, such norms, that i don’t know, the meaning of love.

searching for love, was never a priority in life. academics, skills, career. those were the only things that had ever mattered to me. as i recall my younger days, all i could see from memories was this kid who woke up sleepy every day, headed for school, then extra co-curricular activities, back home, study, and finally sleep. the next day wouldn't be much of a difference, and so were weekends with tuition.

and with that, i drifted apart from making meaningful relationships with people. perhaps i do have several friends who would stick with me until i'd die, but that was it. i never found solace in big social circles and interacting with people. my hatred for people didn't subside, if anything, it only grew more as time went by. the pandemic had hit and i may have reached a peak of anti-social behaviour.

crowds scared me, being around people made me anxious, and i've just grown used to being alone in my room. talking to people had never been harder during my darkest times. it had made me more reserved, only retreating to talking to the people i was closest to in school. graduating from high school was just another day of coming back from school and awaiting the next day to come, but that was the end.

the next chapter of my life was to unfold after wrapping up the previous with exams that determined my future. as i was thrown into a new environment which i wasn't ready for, i was alone. alone amidst everyone else who seemed to have a place. wow, life was miserable, extremely as it took everything in me to wake up. that was when it hit me that i may be depressed.

something else hit me too. in fact, it was a someone. that someone who had so much love for people, made me uncomfortable. seeing how she looks at her members, her fans, and how her actions reflected the affection and love she experienced as she grew up to be the person she is today. it made me uncomfortable. i felt like i was living my fifth life, or perhaps the sixth, and none were easy to live through.

and here she was, living through her first life, seeing the goodness in the darkness. her angel eyes saw the good in the evil within the world. even when the world was so cruel to her. i've never felt such pain, even when the hate and harsh words weren't directed at me. the way she smiled through, the way her words reflected the kindness within her, the way her eyes so pure that it made my heart ache.

it hurt, knowing that i had absolutely no power to protect this angel from the world. it hurt, knowing that although she would not know who i am and probably never will. the pain that i've felt through this person who i have never met fascinated me. how i would smile when i see her smile, how i would laugh at her cat-like antics, how i would wish and pray that she would sleep well at the end of the day.

that was when i realized. perhaps, this was love. perhaps, this was the feeling of loving someone, regardless of it being platonic or romantic. the intense feelings of wanting nothing but the best for her, the extent i would go to see that eye smile full of happiness, the way that words could barely explain my feelings.

she's taught me so much, brought me to feel so much. gradually with time, i brought myself out of misery, finding myself laugh around my newfound friends. i enjoy more when i go out of my room, doing things that i didn't know that i was capable of.

i am forever grateful for this person to be in my life. although i have never met you, i thank you for showing me the better, brighter side of life. i've learnt to appreciate the people i cherish around me, learnt to let down some of my burden and dance it away, learnt to live my life to the fullest, learnt to rest for a day when i need it.

along with your members, you've brought so many days of laughter and happiness to me. some days may still be difficult to get through, but one message, picture or video of you could wash away the fatigue that accumulated throughout the day. to repay you, i've decided to not give up. my days that were clouded with thoughts of giving up, were replaced by days of looking forward of what awaits for both you and i ever since i laid my eyes on you.

within this heart of mine and all the hardships that broke and hardened, melted and fell away, i've felt a new, foreign emotion. once weak-hearted and fragile, i've built a stronger one through time with you.

thank you for being in my life. and i wish that one day, i'd be able to tell you how you brought many good things to me.

thank you, for letting me know what it feels like to love someone.

i love you, in this life, the next, for eternity.

#karina #yu jimin #i love you so much #there's just so much i wanna tell you #but i'll save it for another day #i wish for your happiness #thank you for showing me what love is

28 notes · View notes