27, I Need The Tea Lol

i really have no idea what i'm doing with my life but i feel like it's so sexy of me to just keep going despite everything

massi?? You have me on the edge for this! I'm sat.

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Summary: Things in your life had started to fall apart the moment your father passed away. Not only had you lost a part of your family, someone important to you, someone who raised you with blood, sweat and tears; you lost everything, literally. How could you believe that your father, the person you trusted the most, had left you with a ridiculously large debt? There was no possible way you could pay it off, and you definitely wouldn't tell your boyfriend.You were desperate, you would do anything to get rid of that burden, even if it meant going to some children's games to fight against 456 other people, after all, they were just that; simple children's games. Author’s note: Hey! It's me again, being the disorganized and horribly scatterbrained person I am lol. A few months ago, I received this request and had written it, but, you know, I got distracted and had been doing a little bit of everything (sorry). Anyway, I finally decided to post it so you don't think I forgot about it and also because I've been having some issues writing the Yoongi request (my problem? The lack of time lol). Pairing: Taehyung x Reader (female) AUs: Squid Game!AU Word count: 1k Status: Ongoing Permanent Taglist: @thunderg @minjianhyung @queenv1997 @yoongtism @lizzymizzy-blogg @superbbananananana @drpepperobsessed @themwordsblog @taekritimin123 @bluecloudss @yooglefics @tan-veee @angellekookie Dividers by @sisterlucifergraphics

5 years. 5 years had passed since Taehyung decided to turn his life around, to make the decision to leave behind everything he knew and loved in order to finally be free, to grab the most important things and escape from North Korea.

He believed that life on the other side of the country would be better, calmer, more bearable, but he was so damn wrong; he spent months trying to get a job that would give him enough to live decently, tried to settle with the little money he had, but all he found were scams and people with bad intentions who only wanted to take advantage of him, just like they had done in the North.

It was then, when desperation was consuming him and he feared living the rest of his life on the streets, dying of hunger and cold, wishing he had the change he so desperately wanted in his life, that a mysterious man entered his life.

He was a tall, handsome man, wearing a stylish suit and a dark leather briefcase that made him look even more professional than he already was.

This man was the only one who offered him honest help, the one who gave him an out from his miserable life, a life that seemed like it had no happy ending for him. According to the man, the job was simple, all he had to do was… use the skills he had learned during his time in the Northern military, he just had to threaten people who had entered that strange place of their own free will, for ambition.

He never thought they would actually make him pull the trigger, that they would really force him to shoot women, young people barely 20 years old, elderly people, mothers and fathers; he never thought that in order to live in a place as bright and luxurious as South Korea, he would need to kill people as miserable as he was to survive.

But he did it.

He did it because he wanted to live, because he wanted a life like the rest of the world, he wanted to be happy, and the only way to achieve it was this.

At least, that's what he thought until he met you.

You were the daughter of one of the most important businessmen in all of Korea, with perfect manners and a face so beautiful that fashion magazines fought to get even a collaboration with you. You were the damn star of the moment, and Taehyung envied you so much.

When the games were over and he received his pay, he bought a small, simple apartment near the center, got a makeover—because, after a year living in this place, he realized that people were easily swayed by appearance—and got a job at one of your father's companies.

At one of the companies where you also worked as creative director.

He watched you walk back and forth with at least five people around you, how you always seemed to maintain this professional side, testing the company's products and consulting with employees about sales and recommendations.

And he just watched you from afar, feeling his blood boil inside because he hated that someone could have so many things handed to them on a silver platter, because he hated seeing how you acted so sweetly with everyone, how your bright smile and soft voice seemed to charm everyone, how you had more money than he would ever have just because you were lucky enough to be born into a wealthy family.

He tried to convince himself that he hated you, that he envied every detail of your life, but deep down, very deep down, he knew that wasn't the case.

He didn't watch you in secret because he hated you, he didn't wait for you to go to the store where he worked just to judge you with his gaze; Taehyung wanted you to see him, just as he saw you.

And then, one day like any other, you approached the store where he worked.

He still remembered like it was yesterday what you were wearing, remembered how the beautiful, long, elegant dress you had on floated gracefully around you, how the cream-colored coat fell over your shoulders, hiding some of your hair underneath. He also remembered how that day you wore a brand new lipstick that made your lips look a thousand times more kissable, how your eyes seemed to shine just by talking about the work you were doing and how excited you were for it to be done as soon as possible.

He still remembered how, before you left, you turned to look at him one last time, how your cheeks flushed when you realized he was already watching you, and how you awkwardly fled from the store with those five people trying to keep up with you, talking about your upcoming meetings.

Maybe for others, that would have been the first time you spoke, and nothing more, but for you? For Taehyung? That moment was what changed your lives forever, his life.

You had opened a door directly to happiness, and he decided to walk through it with you, hand in hand.

There was just one problem: Taehyung's past could never be erased, and sooner or later, it would catch up to him.

And he only realized that when, through his dark mask, with his rifle in hand, aiming at the players, he saw you, of all people, in the middle of that arena, running toward the goal, trembling every time a shot was fired, every time someone like him shot someone like you.

And only then did he know he was completely destroyed, and that he would do anything to get you out of this damn place, even if it meant you would hate him for the rest of your life.

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JIN in Kian's Bizarre B&B | Episode 2

Pairing: Namjoon x female reader Summary: You ran into this cute dude with even cuter dimples who keeps appearing just when you need help. Coincidence? Word Count: 1.3k Genre: College au! Fluff Rating: general Warnings: No warnings Published: 9th March 25 (reposted from old blog)

A/n: hello! This is a repost from my previous blog. So if you've seen it somewhere it's probably that. It's the first fic in my bts university series but it works totally fine as a stand alone.

You were rolling around on the bed, tired after the all-nighter you pulled to meet the deadline of your Chemistry assignment. One would say that Mr. Kim is usually sweet and to be honest you only want to see his sweet side because once he starts giving lectures on tardiness, the speed of words leaving his tongue matches with that of a bullet train's.

Snacks. Yup that's what you need right now. The best way to lift your spirits.

At this point it has become part of your routine to grab the some from the store on campus—the same one—the only exception of that was that one time you had to go run errands for a friend.

You never keep snacks stocked up at your apartment because you have a very special ability to finish two week's worth of snacks in one night and so you got up from bed, grabbed your wallet and started your trek to the convenience store.

—

The store was not that busy at this time of the day, just a few uni kids wandering around either bored out of their mind or looking for junk to fill their stomach with.

You made a beeline towards the usual location where they kept snacks, only to halt. There are stacks and stacks of cheetos here instead of your precious honey butter chips.

In confusion you looked around, wondering if you should bother the staff but that's when you catch sight of your precious chips peering down at you from the top rack. Great. Just great.

You stood on your tippy toes, while cursing your genes for making you this short, to no avail.

Jump. Let's jump.

It felt like the chips have now started to mock you from up there.

You were glaring daggers at the innocent packets when suddenly you felt a presence behind you. Then you saw a hand stretch out with ease and grab the packet effortlessly.

You looked behind and saw a mop of brown hair sitting around a tall body. Damn, you envy him or rather his height, it looks like you'll just keep on staring at those chips for eternit-

"Here." He suddenly spoke up, breaking the unintentional eye contact you were locked in.

"What?" You replied in shock. Did he speak to you?

"Here. Take these. You seemed in a bit of trouble there."

"Oh. Ah thank you."

He just smiled in response. Dimples. He has dimples. Cute.

"I'm Kim Namjoon, by the way." He offered his hand. You took it immediately and told him your name.

You were about to turn back but he spoke up again. "Physics major, senior year. And you?"

"English major. Senior year." You replied.

"Mrs. Yu's class?"

"Yeah."

"Oh same. I'm in her class too."

"Really? I never saw you there."

"Well you do tend to get immersed in you notebook the moment you take your seat, forgetting to eve look at your surrounding." He joked with a light laugh. It was pretty.

"Oh." You got a little red faced, it's not like you meant to ingnore him, or anyone, but still you laughed along with him"I'll try to be more attentive maybe? I should be going now. See you at class maybe?"

"Yeah. Sure." And with that you returned back to your apartment to start another twenty eight pages of reading.

—

Just when you thought you forgot about the incident at store and the guy with dimples. You saw him again.

And again you were struggling and he had to come rescue you. Only this time you were trying to collect your papers that you oh so graciously dropped on the floor.

"Hey, you alright?" You saw a shadow just above you. You looked up, staring directly at the concern filled brown eyes belonging to none other than Namjoon.

"Yeah." You quickly replied and continued collecting the papers.

He squat down beside you and started helping. "You sure? It looked a pretty hard fall." Oh yeah, with those papers, you managed to drop yourself on the floor too.

He just had to be the one seeing all this. Great. You just ruined your image in front of one of the cutest guy you've ever seen.

After all of the mess was under control you broke the silence, "so, where were you headed?"

"Just the library. Can't put off the English assignment any longer."

"Oh, same. Haven't finished it either?"

"Nope." He said and then a little hesitantly, "Maybe we can go and work on it together? I mean if you want to..."

"I think that would be a good idea. I would really appreciate some push. Let's go." You agreed because honestly you were going to fall asleep if you were left alone and you definitely wouldn't mind some company.

Namjoon proved to be a pretty good study partner. He was helpful and cracked some jokes from time to time so you were never bored either. You have to admit, you actually enjoyed his company.

—

You can't focus on chemistry anymore. Why did you even chose this subject in the first place!? It was a Wednesday, not a day you usually go for your snacks refill. But you really needed some energy right now if you had any hopes of surviving Chemistry.

You entered the store and went straight to the snack racks. You were about to turn around when you heard a familiar voice.

Namjoon. And...

The store worker.

"Are you seriously going to do this every other day now?" She said with an annoyed tone. It was the girl who usually manned the counters.

"You can't tolerate this tiny inconvenience for your friend?" It was Namjoon and he was...

Wait why was he moving the honey butter chips on the top rack?

"Just pass me the packets, will you?" She just sighed and did as was told.

"You know, instead of doing this, maybe you could tell her that you like her and just ask her out like a normal person?" She said. Suddenly, everything hit you at once, the sudden change in snack location and some of the other incidents. It made sense. This guy liked you?

You quietly went near the blonde haired girl and tapped her shoulder, putting a finger on your lips. She quickly caught up to the situation and handed you the chip packets and left.

All the while Namjoon was busy in his own world, "You know how I can be. I don't know if she likes me or not. She didn't even noticed me until what? four days ago?" Six days. "What if she had rejected me?" Namjoon was blabbering all the while you were silently handing him the packets. "This was the only way I knew how to make my existence known and maybe start a friendship? I got tired of just glancing at her from across the class room and here at the shop when she would come every other day-" Namjoon halted.

He had reached for the last packet while talking and when you didn't released it, keeping a tight grip, he turned around.

Marbles. That's the only way you can describe his wide and beautiful eyes right now as the pale ceiling light hit his orbs just right.

He was shocked and maybe mortified. Were you going to stop talking to him now? Or worse hate him?

You didn't uttered a word and just turned around.

After a few steps you stop and looked over your shoulder. He was still staring at you with wide eyes. You almost laughed.

"Did you know the sunset looks really beautiful from the park near the art building. We might be able to catch it if we start moving now." You said nonchalantly. Then added "Maybe we can share these too." You shook the packet in your hand and started walking towards the cash counter.

After a moment of freezing up, Namjoon finally came to his senses and followed you out with a sheepish smile on his face.

You two exited with you having a suppressed grin on your face and him with a cheeky smile on his face as the wind ruffled his hair.

—

Really, the sunset was beautiful. But maybe less than what had started blooming between the two of you on that day.

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ooh yeah I do have both my earlobes pierced and a small gold stud on the left of my nose. As for more piercings I do want to get a helix on my right and both my upper lobes done!

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life is so much better because i have Kim Taehyung 🤍 cr. namuspromised

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