When Will We Be Getting More Chapters Of ANY Fanfics :((
When will we be getting more chapters of ANY fanfics :((
soon! Sorry I haven't been active at all, with the start of summer I thought I'd have more time in my hands but it wasn't the case.
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Hello!! Sorry to bother but how’s deep going? 🥺 Will we be getting a new chapter soon 🤭😩
it's not a bother at all! i'm still working on deep and I do want to release a chapter soon. I can't promise an exact day or how long it'll be but soon!
Dear Namjoon | 15
✧ Pairing: kim namjoon x reader ✧ warning(s): explicit language, suggestive content, mature content ✧ genre: angst,fluff,smut,slow burn ✧ synopsis; You're sent to live with your father and older brother. only that your older brother is in a band called BTS. you meet jimin's friends and automatically get tangled with one of his band members. you're relationship has to be kept a secret but for how long can you keep it that way?
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It was the same routine. Go to school, see everyone in the morning but go home alone. Talking about home, being alone with dad wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. but I did miss jimin being around.
I didn't see jimin nor the boys as often as I did but when I was able to see them, I watched them practice, and I sure as hell knew I could never do half of what they do. very little times were namjoon and me able to sneak away and be alone together.
I would like to say we talked and caught up with each other but if we weren't making out we were pulling a quickie.
we went weeks without seeing each other. and the little calls we'd have every other day when he was going to sleep weren't enough. I'd always end the call making it short since I knew he was tired. plus he'll wait till jimin would stop talking to me on the phone.
"you guys clean up" jimin got up from his seat pulling the towel that was wrapped around his neck up to his face to wipe the sweat. "are you gonna come watch?" his tired face looks over at you as he opened the door to leave the small cramped room.
"i'll go home, you guys seem busy" you smile getting up to give him a hug.
"i'm all sweaty"
"who cares, I rarely see you" after hugging him you tease him by saying he stinks only for him to whack you with the towel as he laughed.
"namjoon you're gonna be at the studio right?" he swings the door as to fan himself as he watches namjoon just nod.
once you both were in the clear and alone you turn to look at the man who was exposing his broad shoulders as the thin shirt would expose his muscular chest. you clean up quickly not wanting to waste any time alone with him.
"how have you been" he massages his neck, as he stretches.
"i've been fine. you?" it's been three weeks since the last time you both were together. and just like him you were eager for more than just talk.
he shrugs before chuckling "i'm great now that i got to see you" getting up from the floor he grabs onto your arm gently as you both discreetly walk down a wide hallway.
"they gave me my own studio" he was excited and you could tell. pressing in his code on the door he ushered you inside. shutting the door he gave you no time before you felt his lips collide with yours as he pushed your body against the wall with his.
he pushed our bodies together as his hands gently held your waist. reaching for his face your fingers gently brushed his cheeks as you deepened the kiss.
"fuck, i've missed you" kissing you made him feel better, but he wasn't planning on stopping there. he needed his fill for the past weeks he hasn't seen you.
gripping her thighs he picks her up as she wraps her legs around him without stopping the passionate kiss. walking to the couch he places her down as if she could break if he was harsh, hovering over her.
she felt goosebumps with every touch, wanting more.
the sound of a knock makes both their bodies jump as they both turn to look at the door.
"namjoon?" yoongi calls out as he knocks again
"fuck" namjoon mutters before sitting up, pushing his hair back. getting off the couch he presses a button on his computer before walking over to the door as you quickly sit up fixing your appearance
"i want to show you this" yoongi lets himself in as he passes namjoon giving no attention to anything else, not you, not the music playing.
"i've been working on this since yest-" looking up he sees you siting on the couch and he raises his brow in confusion while turning to look at namjoon
"uh? what's she doing in here?"
"she wanted to look around" he shrugs as he sits on his chair. you stand up awkwardly glancing at namjoon before looking at yoongi "uh i'll go you guys seem busy"
you say your goodbyes before walking to the exit.
"wait" yoongi stops you before you leave, turning around you wondered if he can see how your eye twitched from how nervous you had gotten.
"you forgot something"
looking over to what he was pointing at your bag that had been tossed to the ground at some point through out the whole make out session.
you give him a smile before grabbing your bag and dashing out of there.
yoongi looks at namjoon with a questioning look only to receive a grin along with a shrug.
"what do you mean you can't send letters no more?"
"they said we couldn't do it and they didn't explain it ma- UGH I DON'T FUCKING KNOW" Eunsook yells as she throws the basket of stamps onto the ground. I came to look for eunsook, ever since the guys been leaving early i've been hanging out with their fans.
ironic right
"i'll talk to jimin, i bet there was a mistake"
you try to comfort her, but that has never been one of your best talents. you made sure to call jimin that afternoon and ask what was going on.
"just leave it, don't get involved"
????
"i'm asking because eunsook is upset"
"what did she expect, we aren't the same as before now theres rules and its more professional now"
"what the fuck jimin at least they could've explained it better"
"seriously y/n why is this even bothering you. just fucking leave it"
"why are you being such a grouchy bitch" you snap at him, not liking his attitude
"i'm fucking tired, and this conversation is stupid. all they said was that they would take care of everything. they'll still be able to send letters just that they can't control it like before"
"well couldn't have they fucking told her that"
"they fucking did, look can we just drop this conversation"
"actually why don't we hang up. you're tired"
"y/n seriously" he sighs, frustrated with you.
you hang up not giving him another chance to talk. he dials back but you ignore his call. namjoon called right after and the conversation with him wasn't any good either. just like jimin he told you to just leave it alone.
and you felt like you should leave it alone, it's not that serious and it doesn't concern you. but it pissed you off that eunsook was ignored when she called to ask for the reason why they couldn't send things until they had their shit together.
eunsook started a war between jimin and you.
"i don't know why you're in such a bitchy mood. go see your boyfriend or something" jimin snaps at you through the other line.
"look you little shit, it's not my fault you can't get the steps right in your damn choreography" you yell back.
jimin and you were arguing during his break, he had called you and for some reason a argument broke out.
"dude it's been a week" taehyung rolls his eyes as he watches jimin who's standing in front of the mirror as he spoke..no, more like yelled into the phone.
"they've been fighting for the dumbest shit" jungkook rubs his temples, done with both your childish behavior.
jimin hangs up the call and walks over to the guys sitting right next to taehyung as he takes the bowl of grapes he was eating on his own.
"she can be so fucking annoying at times"
"why are you guys fighting anyways" hoseok speaks up
"she started it, i didn't even do shit. not my fault she hasn't gotten laid" he shoves two grapes into his chubby cheeks
namjoon found the whole situation amusing, both siblings kept talking shit about each other to namjoon and of course he didn't take side but he wanted to laugh cause honesty he just wanted to tell them they were both stupid and wrong.
"it's been a week since she's been here" jin steals a grape from the very upset jimin. they were all surprised that the brother who once adored his sister and wanted to be with her at every second plus never cursed at her or anything has completely turned around.
"she's a fucking child"
"he's so fucking full of himself" y/n throws her hands up showing how angry she was, eunsook had came over to the house. the two had become best friends, close enough to go over to each others house.
of course you made sure to keep jimin's room locked and not let her take photos of any family photos that were around the house.
thankfully eunsook wasn't a weirdo.
"i didn't take jimin as that type of person" her eyes widen in shock as you talked shit about your brother. letting out a frustrated sigh you shake your head "he's just being an asshole, he's not usually like that"
"they opened a youtube account and twitter" eunsook speaks up, trying to talk about something else but unfortunately it was still related to them.
Not much time passed before we made up, but now they were busier than ever. months were passing and the calls were getting shorter and less often.
Namjoon and me were becoming complete strangers.
"today's the big day" your dad packs the bags into the trunk. the boys had moved somewhere farther. and today was the day the world found out who BTS is.
you hadn't seen them for over three months and you didn't even receive calls anymore.
at first you were understanding, but now you felt different.
for some reason you just kept thinking about what jungkook told you that day. it made you tense up and feel nauseous, the anxiety of seeing namjoon today.
you were planning to stay with them over the weekend since dad was going to have to leave earlier.
to even say the least, the moment we arrived there was no chance to meet them. everyone was running everywhere and we were escorted to our seats right away. the moment came when the lights dimmed down and all the new groups came out to perform, and i realized something the moment BTS stepped out and got into place
The people on stage, I didn't know them.
the moment the music starte-
(A/N: OKAY I JUST LAUGHED AT THIS BECAUSE I REMEMBERED BTS FROM WHEN THEY DEBUTED AND I COULDN'T LMAOOO NAMJOONS HAIR. YALL REMEMBER WHEN THEY SANG NO MORE DREAM AGAIN IN 2017. YEAH THINK OF THAT..OK AND ALSO WTF AM I WRITING I REALLY DON'T LIKE THIS. I FEEL LIKE I'VE LOST MY TOUCHDIFWJNSPIGNWPGOM)
The crowd chanted their names along with other lines and you looked around feeling out of place. you have been around these boys before they were signed and you were the only one in this room who felt distant.
as jungkook stepped up towards the front, both of you made eye contact and he smirks (2:36- 2:40 in the 2017 bts dna comeback video.....i'ma go throw myself out my window i hate this hahaha)
switching spots with jimin who then lifts his shirt making everyone in the room scream you couldn't help but laugh knowing damn well he was screaming in the inside, dying because of what he just did.
just how the performance started it ended just as quick, the crowd never stopped chanting their names as you made it through the crowd trying to get to backstage with your dad. "here, you give them to jimin" he hands you a bouquet of flowers.
once they allowed you guys to enter their dressing room you are welcomed by jimin screaming your name as he runs up to you "what did you think" he gives you a huge smile as he clutches onto the water bottle in his hands.
"i loved it, especially the shirt lifting. everyone went nuts" you tease him as you hand over the flowers.
"shut up" he thanks you both.
looking at all the other guys who were standing around the screen watching their performance some looked devastated as if they didn't like it.
"you guys did great, i loved it and for sure everyone out there loved it too" you assure them.
there were interviews after their performance so you waited for them in their dressing room.
"did you watch it?" you tell your mom who was on the other end of the call
"yes, i loved it. tell jimin i'm proud of him"
"i will, they've been gone for a while" you glance at your watch.
the door then suddenly opens but to your surprise it was a women with a BTS crew shirt on, she came to tell you the guys had left just now and that there was another car waiting for you since your dad had to leave.
even though you are jimin sister they didn't want anyone at least for now to see you guys leaving together.
leaving through the back door was new to you. as you entered the car, a call came in from jimin.
but your toxic ass felt bitter and decided not to answer.
You kept thinking about jungkook's words.
they kept repeating in your head, how you could ruin everything.
as you sat among them who were celebrating the fact that they finally debuted your insides were twisting with anxiety.
Dear Namjoon | 19
✧ Pairing: kim namjoon x reader ✧ warning(s): explicit language, suggestive content, mature content ✧ genre: angst,fluff,smut,slow burn ✧ synopsis; You're sent to live with your father and older brother. only that your older brother is in a band called BTS. you meet jimin's friends and automatically get tangled with one of his band members. you're relationship has to be kept a secret but for how long can you keep it that way?
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It had been over a month since you've last seen Jimin or ant of the boys to be precise. It's been a week since you last got a call from Jimin. You stopped yourself each day from calling him, you were used to having him around, But he wasn't the only person you would think of. There was days where you'd stare at namjoon's contact trying to make your thumb that was hovering over the phone icon to press down and call him.
There were days when you wanted to run to where he was and tell him how much you missed him and how you didn't care what jimin would think or say. Each time you gathered the courage you thought of the last things he said to you and how his face showed more disappointment than love.
There wasn't much for you to do back home, other than hang out with eunsook and the club. It was the weekend when you were laying in bed bored out of your mind, when you got the message.
jumping off the bed you looked out the window only to see namjoon getting out of the car (in this world he drives ig) looking down at your phone you see the message once more to read and make sure you weren't imagining things. you were alone at home and bored, this could be all in your head. But no matter how many times you read it over and over in your head you finally knocked out of it when the door bell rang.
JIMIN Namjoon is heading to our place, asshole won a contest and got the weekend off. I asked him to get something from my room! let him in please!!
you thought if you stayed quiet and didn't make any noise he'd think no one was home. either way you weren't near the front door or first floor. you instead stared at the screen of your phone which lit up due to another message coming in.
JIMIN are you not home?
chicken. Is all you could think about as you walked towards your door to close it very slowly. you stood against the wall as you contemplated if you should just go downstairs and let him in with some stupid excuse like, i was sleeping or i was taking a shit but it will already be awkward between the two of you.
JIMIN Well, I don't know where you are but just namjoon is gonna be at our place. I gave him my key I just thought you'd freak out if he entered.
if you could kill him through the phone you probably would. Seeing the message you rush to put your phone down on the desk farthest from your bed as you rush to get under the covers. once you finally stop moving you hear the front door open, namjoon talking out loud as to announce his presence incase of anyone being home. turning to look at the wall you hoped he wouldn't come check in your room.
why would he? there was nothing going on between you two...well at least officially. you could hear his footsteps as he walked up the stairs and passing your room. you held your breath, hearing your heart racing you wondered if he entered the room if he would hear it too. You began to pray he would just ignore you completely and leave.
You could hear how he closes jimin's door and heads towards the stairs, but just like everything else in your life as of lately nothing ever goes as planned. Your phone rings once more indicating jimin probably messaged you, stopping Namjoon at the hall outside your room. you hear him sigh as he walks towards your room, you hear how he stops in front of your door and knocks on the door gently.
but you ignore it, hiding more under the covers as you bring them over your head.
he didn't bother to knock again or say anything at all. instead you hear him head downstairs but never heard him leave the house.
you sat up, waiting to hear him leave. fuck it he already knows i'm here, you thought once getting off the bed to see what jimin or who ever it was had sent you.
JIMIN By the way, he'll be staying over for the weekend :P fucking jimin
"You asshole" jimin yells as he hits namjoon with the ball. The staff made them play a game, who ever won got the weekend off and could leave the dorms, but had to be back monday morning before practice.
namjoon, who had a very proud face right now stood tall as the other members were whining from their loss.
once they got back to the dorms he was packing his bag when he received a call from his parents saying he couldn't go home because it was getting remodeled. jimin who was still complaining about the fact he almost won overheard his conversation "you can just crash at my place" he says once you hang up.
Stay at your place? that was the last thing he wanted to do. y/n would be there, there was a tension every time you both met. It was as if you guys couldn't even sit down and talk without having sex and then ignoring each other right after. He knew it was him, he was the problem.
"it's fine i'll just stay here instead" you mumble, you open the gym back only to have jimin throw a pillow at you "then why the fuck did you win for? it's not like you could switch with one of us! just go, stay at my place. what's the problem?" jimin was frustrated. He wanted to get out of the dorm, and the everyday practice.
but we all knew he wouldn't be able to take a day off, he'd probably slip away to practice at some point during the day.
"fine"
parking a block away from the house he stares at y/n's contact. the name juicy thighs on his screen makes him think back to the day he decided that name. his finger hovering over the phone icon he can't help but hesitate - the last conversation you both had and the whole moment wasn't exactly pretty.
rubbing his forehead he goes back to his contacts and calls jimin instead, letting the phone ring as he gathers up his thoughts with a reason as to why he himself couldn't just go knock on the door.
"are you there? did she not answer?" jimin asks right away, out of breath. Namjoon could tell he was probably in the practice room dancing on his own. "no, I think she'll freak out if I just show up. Can't you call her and let her know" he says quickly, trying not to show how nervous he was.
"I gave you the key tho" he says clueless
"yeah even more reason to let her know, idiot"
"shit your right, I didn't even give you her number" he laughs- giving you her number as you pretend to be writing it down. "alright, let me call her then" namjoon ends the call, not saying anything else as he drives up to the drive through looking up at your window. letting out a sigh he gets out of the car and walks up to the front door.
he stood there for a good 10 minutes before jimin calls him back telling him you probably weren't home and that he could just enter and make himself at home. "sleep in my room, don't worry about anything" jimin says cheerfully "and don't forget to bring what I asked for!" namjoon begins to regret accepting the offer to crash at his place.
The thought of you not being home helped him relax a bit, shoving his phone to his back pocket he takes out the key and enters the house. "hello?" he says out loud, trying to see if anyone was home or not. after standing there for a good minute he takes off his shoes and makes his way upstairs.
as he reaches the top of the stairs he looks over to your room, the door closed- he wondered if you two were still together and in good terms if you had run down and greeted him. shaking his head as he pushes those thoughts to the back of his mind he walks into jimin's leaving his things there along with shoving the shit he wanted into a bag so he wouldn't forget.
about to leave the second floor namjoon stops in his steps when he hears a phone ring in y/n's room. looking at the door- a sour look appears on his face. "great" he mumbles under his breath, he looks down the stairs and back at your room debating if he should just get this over with and walk in there for the both of you to just talk. "fuck it" he says, ignoring every sensor in his body that's yelling to run away.
knocking on your door he waits to hear or have you say something- maybe come to the door but there was only silence on both sides of the door. reaching for the door knob he stops himself from entering your room, turning away from the door he heads downstairs.
"Don't worry about it, I'm happy to have you over" Mr. Park shakes namjoon hand as he greets him at the door. Jimin had called his dad to let him know namjoon would be staying over and he was more than delighted to keep him here for the weekend.
"Have you seen y/n" he asks, picking up his phone to order some take out. "No, when I got here no one was home" he shows a smile.
Mr. Park leaves Namjoon alone as he walks up to y/n's room. Knocking on the door he opens without waiting for a response- he finds you sitting on your desk doing some sort of work book "y/n, have you been here all day"
"sadly" you say rolling your eyes
"ok? Namjoon is downstairs he'll be staying all weekend. Come down so we could eat" without letting you decline the offer he walks out your room leaving the door wide open. Frustrated you grab a pillow, screaming into it as it muffles the noise.
grabbing your sweater you toss it on, making your way downstairs. act like you don't give a shit, you see namjoon sitting across from Mr.Park giving him those dimples that make you melt each time he would smile at you.
namjoon glances at you, his smile disappearing instantly as he fidgets in his seat, clearly uncomfortable. He didn't expect you to come down, maybe you'd give some excuse to go out or to just simply stay in your room.
"Hey" y/n says as she waves at him, he just nods his head without giving her a response- going back to talking with her dad. you are left speechless, standing by the staircase. Did he just - you look aroundseeing if there is anything you could throw at him.
There was grudge the both of them had against each other. one broke up with the other over stupid reason and the other basically proposed to just be fuck buddies.
both of them agreeing to these things, and simply letting them happen has them both at fault. Question is who's going to break first and apologize.
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"is it hard for jimin?" Mr.Park asks namjoon, passing the food out as you all sat down to eat. You wanted to escape to your room but he didn't let you, sitting down at the table with the two people you feel the most uncomfortable with- one being your dad who you haven't really bonded with and the other being your ex-boyfriend you broke up with.
"jimin has his own disadvantages, dance not being one of them. it's more of his confidence, he's probably practicing right now even though practice must've ended."
you listen in to the conversation, keeping quiet and making no eye contact what so ever as you pick on your food- i can't even eat .
"are you not hungry" your dad says as he's been watching you push around your food on the plate.
"not really" you say putting down your chopsticks, as you sit back on the chair looking at them both only slightly glancing at namjoon. who didn't bother to look up at you, he just continued to eat.
"eat some fruit then" he gets up making his way to the kitchen.
there's a awkward silence between the two of you once your dad leaves. you could see him in the kitchen from the counter space. There was no way you could speak a word to namjoon without your dad hearing what ever you both say.
"Does jimin eat well" you suddenly ask, catching him by surprise but he doesn't show it. "yeah, we're on diets here and then but he's alright"
"diet's as in?"
"chicken breasts" namjoon says nonchalant
"what?"
"that's all we eat, somedays at least" pushing back his seat he picks up his plate and walks to the kitchen "don't worry i'll wash dishes you say out loud as you see them both arguing on who was gonna wash the dishes.
"i'll be going to sleep, i've had a long day" he chuckles.
he walks to the staircase, you stare at him. Your mind screaming to just go and talk to him but you are too stubborn to do so.
"fuck it" you say as you jump off the chair and rush after him
"let's talk" namjoon was just about to enter jimin's room
"not today, i'm tired"
"then when" you stand next to him
"when I feel like it"
with those final words he shuts the door