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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      F/M
  Fandom:
      방탄소년단_|_Bangtan_Boys_|_BTS
  Relationship:
      Kim_Taehyung_|_V_&_Reader, Jung_Hoseok_|_J-Hope/Reader
  Character:
      Kim_Taehyung_|_V, Jung_Hoseok_|_J-Hope, Reader
  Additional Tags:
      Fluff_and_Angst, Valentine's_Day_Fluff, Fluff_and_Smut, Smut, Love
      Confessions, Love/Hate, First_Love, Falling_In_Love
  Series:
      Part 1 of Other_BTS_songs
  Stats:
      Published: 2018-03-11 Completed: 2018-03-22 Chapters: 2/2 Words: 2611
****** Other BTS' songs ******
by BingeTheseScenarios
  This work was inspired by
      Hug_me by BTS, Blue_Side by J-Hope
***** Hug me *****
I don’t want to have anything left to do with you!” she snapped as she turned
around to face me without any other emotions but anger and disgust.
These few words have been on a loop for a week and it was like I couldn’t think
about anything but the way she ended our relationship as if she didn’t mind, as
she didn’t care screwing up what we’ve been building for a couple of years at
all. I wish I would have said something to light up the obscure situation I’m
trying to figure out in vain. But I just walked away from her, making me the
biggest idiot in the whole world as I touched the metal fabric deeply dived in
my pocket.
Today I stuck it out of it and stare without end at this diamond ring. All
alone this object doesn’t mean a lot of things, and I think we can all agree on
this. But as you gather it with the love you feel for the person you chose to
offer it, it always looks even more shinier and special. I stare at it and I’m
not asking myself anymore if she would like it as when I chose it a few days
ago, I’m just asking myself if she would want my love back someday.
I take a deep breath before putting it back in his place, turning off the light
and lying down in bed saying to myself that maybe tonight I could have some
sleep.
_______
 
“Bro, how the hell can you still be sleeping at 3 PM?” Hoseok entered the room
and pulled the curtain to let the sun rays fulfill the whole room, getting
myself to groan in displeasure.
“Come on, look how the weather is amazing today! We haven’t seen the sun for a
month and you still plan on spending your whole day in bed?”
“I don’t want to be cheerful.” I shift in the bed, covering my head under the
tick winter sheets.
“Come on, I know you only say it because you’re still not over her. But you’ll
thank me later.” He uncovered myself and seemed to yell even more than before.
I shot him a death glare and wonder why on earth I gave him the spare key of my
condo.
“Here, have a shower and get ready, we’ll go out and have a snack in the park.”
He threw me some clothes before I executed his orders.
A hour later we were eating our Subway sandwiches on a bench in the park where
I could only see couples holding hands, smiling credulously at each other as
they hadn’t have been stabbed in the back yet. And all it was doing until now
was driving me literally crazy.
“See this stupid fucking ring I carry around everywhere and I don’t even know
why?” I stick it out from my pocket as I was chewing on the food I was starving
for. “I wanted her to be my wife, but now do I still want her to be my one and
only?” I sighed as he stares at me. “Man, I don’t even know if I really knew
who she was. Maybe she was just playing with me as if I was some kind of a
shitty puppet to play with just for fun, as if I have no feelings.” I shouted,
tears starting to welling up. “Damn I hate her.” I placed the ring back in my
pocket, carefully enough I knew it didn’t fell of it.
“Damn you love her!” Hoseok retorted.
“Shut up.” I bite down in my chicken snack.
“You can’t get rid of her for now, it’s obvious.” He stood up in front of me,
forbidding the sun rays to glow on my skin when he desperately wanted them to.
Damn he is so annoying. “I think you have to meet her again and maybe just have
a talk to clarify things so your soul would be at peace afterwards. And you’ll
see what happens, maybe you could even win her back, who knows?”
“Ok bro but how should I approach her back when I’m sure she won’t answer my
calls and text messages?”
“You still have her number in your phone, right?” He sat back next to me on the
bench, and suddenly the sun rays seemed to glow a little brighter, and I could
see hope again.
“Of course, I do.”
“She hasn’t my number, does she?”
“No, she hasn’t.” I paused, “Wait, do you want to call her?”
“Yes, why not? Do you see a better way to get to her, because I don’t.” He
takes my phone in my jacket pocket, unlocked it even if it was meant to be
protected with a password.He’s such an intrusive man.
“I don’t but wait, what’s the plan?” I totally freaked out at the idea of her
just answering the phone, hearing her voice, but the fact that the plan could
collapse scared me the most.
“I call her, you answer the phone and you tell her you want to meet her
tomorrow.”
“But it’s Valentine’s Day tomorrow! I can’t, ok? I just can’t.”
“Don’t care, just say it’s not because of Valentine’s Day but just because you
need to have a talk, ok?”
“What if she asks me questions?”
“Damn, she was your girlfriend, you know how to talk to her, just relax.” He
pressed the call button and handed me the phone.
“She doesn’t answer to phone numbers she doesn’t know.” I speak but as soon as
I finish my sentence, her voice spoke out of the phone and my mind went crazy
just like my stomach and heart.
“Hello?” She repeats but I glare to Hoseok who seems confident.
“Hi [Y/N] I wanted to talk to you but I didn’t know how.”
“Just stop there Taehyung, I’ve already told you I don’t want anything to have
to do with you, remember?” She growled and my heart tightens as I bit on my
lower lip.
“Just listen to me until the end of my proposition.” I paused expecting her to
cut myself out or to hung up the phone but she didn’t do so, “I want us to meet
tomorrow to just talk through this break up situation so I can forgive you and
forget you better because I just can’t for now. All I think about is us, [Y/N].
Would you give me this chance? If you want, that’s the last time we would
talk.” Hoseok and I crossed our fingers.
“Ok, see you tomorrow at 5PM at the café we used to hang. See you there Tae.”
Her tone softened before she hung up and leave me as the most hopeful man on
earth.
“I told you you’ll thank me later, uh?” Hoseok smiled and I breathed deeply to
the sound of the tweeting birds, now slowly recovering my senses.
 
_______
 
“So what did you want to know?” [Y/N] asked as soon as the waiter got away with
our order.
“Why did you say that to me that night?” I couldn’t stare straight at her,
afraid to hear her explanation I tried myself to be prepared for.
“Well, I was really mad at you for a certain amount of stupid reasons. Routine
reasons. Maybe it got boring and we were repeating the same mistakes again and
again, so I guess I kind of got tired of it al, blew a fuse on you and lead us
to our break up when in fact everything was fine between us.” She played with a
one of her hair strand while staring down at the table between us.
“Ok so” I pause, “Interrupt me if I’m wrong but you literally broke up with me
for no reason?”
“Basically, yes.” She admitted staring straight in my eyes. ‘I’m sorry”.
“How am I supposed to believe that?”
“I’m telling the truth, you know I always did.”
“Let’s admit it’s true. What kind of relationship do we keep? What am I to you
anyway?” I asked after the waiter brought us our drinks, not really paying
attention to anything but the conversation.
“Actually, I was thinking that maybe we could just erase this stupid chapter of
our relationship and get back together as if nothing happened?” She finished
the sentence with a seductive smile as I played with the metal fabric in my
pocket.
“I can’t pretend nothing happened but I think I want nothing more than being
back with you, so it’s an almighty yes.” I took her hand and grinned while
staring at her.
The conversation went on and on about what we missed during the few days being
separated. She told me about her annoying colleagues, how she badly wanted that
dress at her favorite store.
And god damn I couldn’t stop thinking of how beautiful and incredibly sexy she
looked in this little black dress, her décolleté wasn’t showing much but it was
just enough to keep my mind distracted by the thought of us making love to each
other in one of those intimate ways we do.
When it’s all about those caresses, my hands going from her cheeks as we
passionately kiss to her soft and warm breasts, down to her hips that were
slowly beginning to rock even without proper stimulation, to her inner self. I
would tell her how much I love to feel her and I would tell her twice as much
how big I love her. Our respective moans will start to stir together, like our
butterflies that were breeding flew out of our stomach to meet in the air
around us, being so many, it would make our head spin, make our mind forgetting
about our environment.
And nothing on earth would feel better than our fluids mingling, her screaming
her name and offering ourselves to each other in the most intimate way god
could have thought of. And when the butterflies would slowly get away from us
at this moment, we would cuddle and give some light kisses on each other’s bare
and steamy skin, and I would feel her fingertips drawing circles on my chest as
I would fall asleep little by little.
_______
 
“You see this ring sweetheart?” My wife opened a little box full of jewel, and
grabbed a ring amongst them. “Your daddy gave it to me to say he wanted to
marry me, and that he has chosen me amongst all the other females on earth”.
She cuddled with our five years old princess.
“Wow, it’s so beautiful. Do you think my prince will give me one like this
mommy?”
“If you find the right prince and you tell him that all you want to do with
your life is living it with him”. She declared, making my heart melt as I play
with my wedding band around my finger.
 
“In a word of choices I chose you”
 
*******
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***** Blue Side *****
Chapter Summary
     Based on Blue Side from HIXTAPE (request)
     Blue side is a story where J-Hope tells us about how he found out a
     red passionate relationship can be toxic for his own self so he wants
     to be back to this blue side of his where passion is not running
     through his veins any longer.
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
I’m sure you’ve all heard of love. Whether an ideal love story or a dreadful
one. Whether you heard it from your grandparents, parents, siblings, friends or
even from the media, love is still love right?
Well that’s what I thought until I met my love. When I eventually met it every
thought I had build about love shattered in pieces. Unexpectedly, this love was
against all sense because it had nothing to do with all I’ve heard, it was so
much more intense. It was different.
Let me explain.
Maybe you’ve already been in a period where your emotions are tenfold, where
you smile for no reason all day long and your cheeks ache, where you want to be
the best you can be, where you feel great but at the same time you’re a bit
afraid of what could happen if you put one foot out of the path. Where you act
stupid and don’t even recognize your own daily self. Well congratulations you
may have been in love.
But the love I’m talking about was a thousand times stronger than this. I
couldn’t spend a minute without thinking about it, I couldn’t think without
turning everything to it. I couldn’t fake it, I couldn’t do the things I used
to. Even the simplest things in life like going to the drug store, picking the
outfit of the day were made thinking about her: I should buy this because it
would please her, or because she doesn’t like that kind of meat…
But we didn’t understand the passion is a consumption product. And by
definition we were consuming each other as products. Everything was all about
us two being in this passionate relationship. It was all about being hers and
her being mine, nothing else mattered. We were consuming each other as a flame
consumes dioxygen. But we weren’t giving this flame enough space. We were
living together under a dome were the oxygen was limited. And we were laughing
at it, at all the other love stories that didn’t experienced as much passion as
we were. We were laughing at them because they told us how to behave, how to
preserve this flame when they didn’t know what they were talking about. Come
on, who is better than you to talk about what you’re experiencing? We were
youngsters with cavalier attitudes, we thought this was indestructible; we
thought we were indestructible.
But we weren’t.
In reality we were bugs attracted to the light of this street lamp during a hot
summer night. We couldn’t go anywhere else, we were just fooled by love, fooled
by the strong passion that was running through our entire body and we couldn’t
turn back to normal.
As it was a new sensation, we wanted to live this up, which human being
wouldn’t have? We wanted to have the brighter relationship as possible. You
probably know what I mean. We were overtaking steps because we were looking
forward to the following ones. We were spending so much money on things we
didn’t need. We were pushing aside everything that was once meaningful to us
because we couldn’t combine them all. We wanted to focus on this only one thing
that got us both out of the ground and made ourselves grow so big it gave us
the feeling we were eventually alive. And nothing, no one had ever given me
this sensation. That’s why I still cling to this person even though the flame
is not burning anymore because it was spoiled by our consumption of dioxygen
under this dome. We burnt cupid’s wings because we were too greedy for this
love.
 
Now, even if you put all the measuring tools together, you could never measure
our regret. Yet I still want to feel the way I felt with her by my side. I
don’t want to change a thing unless the way we consumed our passion. I want to
go back when I didn’t know the red of it. I want to be back to the time my
knowledge about love didn't shatter. I want to be back to blue side so we can
start it all over again and don't spoil the flame again. I just hope our
passion will light up again as it started from nothing; why can’t it light up
from the emptiness we left?
I’ll be patient for the flame to light up again just like the prehistoric men
were. Because like all the modern men out there, I can’t pretend it never
existed and I can’t live without it.
I am back to blue side.
Chapter End Notes
     Please tell me what you thought of this sort of writing. I want to
     know if you liked it or if you would like me to write another
     scenario based on this type.
     This scenario is quite short but it's just like the song.
     And also, please let me know if you liked all the metaphors I made
     there~
     Thanks a lot! xx
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