“BUT MOM! PLEASE!” Jimin pleaded through her cries and held onto her mother’s wrist, not daring to let go. Her mom frowned and Jimin’s hair in an attempt to calm the teenager down.   “Honey, please… our family doesn’t have money for that and yo

  “Have you ever acknowledged my existence?”   The question caught Yoongi off guard but he kept a straight face, not letting any emotions slide from it.   “No.” he said dryly and continued on pouring himself a glass of wine.

  “What’s the meaning of life?”   Jimin asked quietly while playing with his legos, trying his best to somehow create a castle from the plastic blocks. Namjoon laughed at the ironic image before him.   “Hyung doesn’t know either.”

  Jimin’s hands grazed over the rims of the now cold coffee cup. He exhaled as he looked out at the rain drops sliding down the window in a messy pattern, interfering with each other’s paths as they went. It wasn’t supposed to rain today, it wasn’t supposed to rain any day this week. But as Jimin was walking along the park near his house the wind started picking up and droplets of water started pouring on him. Slowly thu

  “I’m home…”   Jimin called out and kicked off his shoes into the corner. There was no one in the apartment, Jimin knew that. He’s always said it out of habit and realized that he couldn’t fix it anymore.     

  They say knowledge is power and education is key. The more you know the better you are. But Namjoon's sick of all of it. He doesn't want to have this mindset anymore. He misses the days when he can just wake up and not have to think about the responsibilities of a 20 year old and overthink himself to the point where it freaks him out about the future. Namjoon think the people who have the mindset of a child are truly g

  Expect the unexpected. That’s what they always say. But Park Jimin never in a million years expected that he would be falling head over heels for an idol, and a male one of that. “Why couldn’t you just have been normal and like Taeyeon or Dara or something?” his friend Taehyung always asked him and Jimin would feel the blush rushing to his

  I never knew about the suffocating closeness of a person’s polyester jacket, the dripping rain coming from someone else’s umbrella, the squeaking sounds of a thousand pair of shoes going in the same direction until I entered high school. When I was a kid the sky seemed so much closer, like it was within the reach of my hand. But now it seemed so distant, so far away. That’s why I love rain, it made me feel so mu

  "Stop moving!!!" Taehyung whined as he kicked at Jimin's shin under the blanket.   "No you stop moving!" Jimin grabbed Taehyung's hair and yanked it with his best shot.   "OW! That hurt!" the other boy teared up and slapped Jimin's

  I want a person to ride with me through the quiet city at 4am without question. I want someone to take pictures with me and take walks on the beach together. We can build sand castles as we watch the sun rise. It doesn't have to be a friend, a family member or a lover. I just want a companion. Someone to share these moments with without getting attached. One day he or she might have to move far away and I wouldn't even

  Jimin stared at her refection on the bathroom mirror and sighed heavily. She was wearing a black cocktail dress which complemented her curves perfectly, accompanied with a Pandora bracelet that she had kept away just for this occasion. Next to her Junhong was making some re-touches to her makeup. The other was wearing a gorgeous turquoise dress thatpuffs out in the end with a yellow flower tugged in her hair. It made h

  Namjoon's eyes are dazed over, his head hanging heavily from where his neck connects to the rest of his body and hands grazing over every last bit of the keyboard right in front of him. He's been staying up late until the break of dawn every day for the past week to compose more songs. He wanted to do more than he was asked for by the company. He wanted to impress them, to impress everybody else with the determi

  Jungkook’s first snow comes as a surprise. He had just pulled an all-nighter on a choreo that had him stuck on for weeks now. When he stepped out of the tiny dance studio, red hoodie over his head and thick gloves covering his shaking fingers, that’s when he saw the pretty snowflakes falling from the winter night sky. He smiled brightly and looked up at the sky, showing his bunny teeth as he did.

  Jimin struggled under the weight of his blankets, which now seemed too heavy for him to even breathe. He kicked them off angrily and sighed heavily through his mouth.   “Why can’t I sleep?” he asked no one in particular and rubbed the corner of his eyes with the bottom of his palm.  

  Junhong stood still with his head hung heavily, looking down at his feet.   “This isn’t fair…” he mumbled quietly hoping it wouldn’t be heard. Luck was clearly not on his side today because he could hear Mr. Bang grumble beside him.  

  “Hurry up Yoongi! We’re gonna be late for the movie if it takes this long for you to shave.” Jimin whined as he knocked on the bathroom door repeatedly in an attempt to pace Yoongi.   “All right all right calm down…” Yoongi mumbled from the other side of the door, “and that’s Yoongi hyung to you.”

ATTENTION: THIS IS A SEQUEL TO THE MONSTER YOU'VE BECOME To be able to understand this story you need to read the first part. Thanks for all your support! I hope you enjoy this sequel ^^