It had been planned since birth for Jimin to become the Prince’s personal servant.

Jungkook is seven when he throws away the apples that Jimin cuts for him.

Jimin used to dance. Now he sat against the wall of a family restaurant praying someone would drop as much as a quarter into is old coffee cup.  Namjoon was the leader of their gang, to which the six of them called the Red Bullet. Their home was across a family restaurant. //A Jimin Centric story~! I'm planning on making this a chaptered fic so please stay tuned~!//

Taehyung, Jungkook and Jimin were inseparable. Ever since elementary school, they did everything together. Maybe that was what hurt the most. The fact that Jimin now held the mindset of a five year old and couldn’t do algebra like the twenty one year old he was.

Taehyung had been partnered up with Jungkook for their new sub-unit, the Hyung line was doing their own project; it left Jimin in the dorm alone to rest up before their group comeback at the end of the year. He told himself that it was only six more months, then everything would just go back to normal. It would just be the seven of them arguing over who got what line and practicing dances late at nigh

I met Bangtan and I am not ok rn.

Seokjin looked back to the old photographs of Namjoon and poured himself another cup of tea. “You should be here. There’s so many people you need to meet.”  

Jimin could only fly in the evening through dusk and up until night ended. It was alright though. As long as he was able to watch the sunset with Jungkook again, Jimin didn’t care about his wings anymore. Jungkook was his wings. And Jimin was Jungkook’s sun.

Tears ran down Jungkook’s face as he flew to the top of their tree. “I’ll come to you again. I promise. I love you.”. It was true, he did come back to him. Angel AU.

The two started to sing in complete harmony and Jimin could imagine that this was what having a family felt like. Right when he was about to fall asleep, he felt something warm click around his neck. It felt different from the chain, his hand went to his neck and grazed over the tag. The tag that he knew held his name and the names of the rest of his family. Hybrid AU. Jimin-Centric

Taehyung wakes up to his ears ringing rather than the alarm that’s not supposed to ring for another three hours.

You were crazy; accepting an offer from a stranger, but then, you were exactly my type of crazy.

I was hiding in the car. As stupid as it sounded, I just didn’t have the discipline to be around humans at that moment. Focusing on not killing him left me almost unable to resist the others. It didn’t make sense, I hadn’t smelt such sweetness in over three hundred years. The smell almost melted my heart. Almost.

"I wish you were never in this band!"

Seokjin always did laundry on Saturdays, grocery shopping on Tuesdays, and taking out the trash on Thursdays. Missing garbage day was the start of the unusual events that happened to Kim Seokjin. Hybrid AU~

“I bet you twenty dollars that you would never ask Park Jimin out.”

“You gave me passionate love, shyness, declaration of love, the yellow tulips told me ‘hopelessly in love’ and comfort.” The bouquet lowered to reveal a bright smiling face with tears threatening to fall from his eyes. “I’ll give you gratitude and lilacs. First love.”.

Jungkook never paid attention to the clock on his arm that counted down to his life. Never paid attention to the counters on others either. But one thing he did was to make sure that the elf ornament always went on the Christmas tree. And to live his life like everyday was his last.  

“I’ll be waiting for you at the mall at three o'clock on Saturday! I’ll really be waiting!”

Taekwoon still had to go through the pain of losing his love, but he was reassured because he knew that Hongbin would be back, with all the memories, waiting, at the riverside of Neverland.