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long time, no post

< my absence is obvious by my icon LOL (I think that was this time last year???)

ANYWAYSSSS, I’m still around and yes, I still follow kpop. Mostly now just BTS

and speaking which....

I am going to their Wings Tour Concert in Sydney~

So if any of you guys who still follow me, are in Sydney and happen to see me; say hi (HAHAHA If you can recognise me. I’ll give you $5 if you do hahaha)

Hopefully, I can post any pictures of videos from the night :)

I hope everyone has been good since the last time I’ve logged back in. 

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Not Yours | ONE SHOT ft. Kai

cnsarangkiseu asked: finish the scenario about kai showing mixed signals to you and then you confront him / angst? friendship?

“You don’t mind, right?”

Jongin put on his best puppy face as he reached from the other side of the restaurant table, yearning for the drink you had just ordered. You hadn’t even had a sip yet and there he was, wanting to be the first. 

You were pretty sure that he had just ordered his own, so why was he taking yours?

“Mm. Fine. It’s not like you’ve got germs or whatever” You let him take a sip as you watched his lips touch the straw that was meant to be yours. Sigh.

It was Baekhyun’s girlfriend’s birthday and the entire group of guys and girls headed out for dinner. You had been friends with everyone for at least five years, with some, like Jongin, Tiffany and Taeyeon, who’ve you’ve known for almost ten. 

If it were ten years ago, you would have probably melted into a pool of mush knowing that your first ever high school crush was sharing your drink with you. You would’ve almost fainted at the thought of an ‘indirect kiss’, as Jongin took a good long sip of your tall drink. 

But this was ten years later, and rather than melting in your seat, you could only sigh to yourself from your seat away from Jongin, cringing at the thought of any possible germs that he could have lingering on your straw. You would’ve wiped it clean, but you didn’t want to be rude.

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Happy Birthday dear Taeyeooooon! Happy Birthday to you~”

With a single huff, Baekhyun’s girlfriend blew out the candles on her birthday cake that he had been brought to the dinner table at the restaurant. Gathering for a group photo, you quickly ducked out as you weren’t the photo type. Either you were taking the photo or you were no where to be found in them.

Escaping through the back of the restaurant where the restrooms were, to the back of the building where a couple of crates were sprawled, you sat upon them and shook off the feelings you were harbouring that night. 

You didn’t understand why Jongin was so, well, affectionate towards you. For the longest time, the two of you were good friends in a great circle of people; why’d he have to do things that made everything just so complicated?

Apart from him taking a sip of your drink, Jongin spent the night making sure you always had your bowl of rice brimming with samgyupsal fresh from the grill. Even more, he suggested that the two of you shared a dessert.

Understandable if he was like this with Tiffany or with Seulgi. But he wasn’t. It was only to you and it didn’t make sense. He had a girlfriend, Krystal, who wasn’t as close to the group of friends. But regardless of that, just because she wasn’t there, it didn’t mean that he could send mixed signals- especially when you couldn’t understand them.

“Hiding from the cameras, huh?” 

Jongin kicked one of the crates till it met the one you were seated on and joined you in the quiet alleyway. Why did he have to find you during the exact moment you were reeling in your thoughts about him?

“More like, hiding from you” 

You were honest, and you had to be. You had to confront these weird emotions and feelings that you had attached to Jongin. Being friends with him wouldn’t work if it was always eating you up.

“Wait, what?” He chuckled before placing his hand on your right knee, “Ah, you’re funny, _____”

“No, Jongin. It’s you, who’s funny” 

Except there was not a single tone in your voice that indicated that you found anything funny and he noticed that very fact. Realising the mood, Jongin withdrew his hand and tried to comprehend the situation.

“What do you-”

“No, listen” You had to get your point across regardless of his confusion. “It’s funny how you’re dating Krystal but during this entire evening, you’ve done nothing but send me mixed signals. You take a sip of my drink, you cook my meat for me, you repeatedly nudged your leg with mine and you even wanted to  share a patbingsu! Tell me, isn’t that funny?”

Realising your frustration, Jongin sighed before looking you straight in the eyes. He seemed apologetic.

“I want to say that I can explain it, but I can’t” He admitted, appearing crestfallen. “It’s just, something when I’m with you. Like, the feelings I never confessed, the feelings I never took action for all those years- they call come out at once when I see you. Like the missed opportunity is back again”

“You shouldn’t have those feelings” 

Deep down inside, you were just the smallest fraction of a bit flattered that once upon a time, Jongin felt the same way that you once did about him. But at the same time, this was the present and that was the past- those feelings are worth nothing now. 

“I know you love Krystal and you have to carry that with you everywhere- even when she’s not there, and even when you’re here with me.”

“I love Krystal, I do” Jongin raked his fingers through his hair before clearing his throat. He didn’t think that it would take that much effort to say the truth beneath it all.

“I’m not yours, Jongin. Never have, and well, it looks like I won’t ever be” You clutched onto your purse before rising from your seat on the crate, about to head back to the rest of your friends and the celebrations that you had momentarily left behind.

“Just like you were never mine”

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AFTER FOREVER (maybe almost a year???) WE HAVE A NEW ONE SHOT WOOOOOOT.

This one has been sitting in my drafts for a while and the creative juices were pouring out, thank God, so here we go!

I hope you guys liked it. So sorry for the absence, I can’t guarantee many more works, but whatever happens, happens haha.

Please show some love by liking / reblogging / and going crazy in the tags haha. I love it all :)

I’ve missed everyone! I hope you have all been super!!!! 

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What Do You Mean? ONE SHOT ft. Jimin

cnsarangkiseu asked: random fluff / flirty jimin makes no sense until now. insp. by JB’s latest song(?)

“Look at me, Park Jimin” 

You mumbled beneath your breath whilst you took a long good look at Jimin from across the college music room. He was messing around the guitar with his friends, whilst you were supposed to be going through your scales on the piano.

And as if he had heard you over the all the noise, Jimin returned your glance and held it for a few seconds longer than you expected. He bit his lip before returning to the fun and games of his group.

This always seemed to be the case with him. You swore that all his longing looks and at attempts at flirting meant something. What did those actions even mean?

Of course, you wanted to think that maybe, just maybe, he was crushing over you, just as much as you were. But for all you knew,, that was just him; maybe that what Jimin did?

“We should get to our next lecture” Jin, the one friend of his that you noticed was quite responsible. “Let’s leave Jimin to practice for his assessment”

“Don’t forget the warming up techniques” Jungkook, the youngest of the circle of friends gave him a pat on his shoulder, “You’ve got this!”

“They said it all” Namjoon gave Jimin a bro-hug. “Do us proud, aight?”

The three guys filed out of the room, leaving one Park Jimin still seated on the amplifier, guitar in hand. He caught you still staring at him, so you cleared your throat before stretching your fingers. It had been almost half an hour since you played anything on the piano that you hid behind.

Starting with the major keys, you skimmed your fingers from one side of the piano keys to another. It was usually a breeze for you to get through your scales, but with the thought of finally being alone with Jimin sent blood rushing through your body, all the way down to your fingers. Your playing was beginning to get all over the place.

“Having an off day?” 

Jimin asked in a teasing tone. You remained behind the piano, trying to compose yourself, now that he was headed across the room and towards you.

“Uh, no” You shot back, hoping to deter him, but Jimin only came closer. He now stood on the other side of the piano, leaning against it as he gazed at you. So you came up with your best excuse. “My nails.. they’re too long for me to play properly” 

“They’re cute” He complimented, gesturing to the polkadot nail art that you had painted on them the other night. “Suits you”

There he was again, dishing out compliments and being all nice and friendly. It drove you crazy. It had been over a year since Jimin started ‘flirting’ (or whatever you wanted to call it) with you; why didn’t he make a bigger move?

You could’ve smashed your head against the piano keys but you decided not to. Especially not in front of Jimin. 

You were going to get a straight answer out of him; it was now or never.

“What do you mean?” You asked plainly, finally pin-pointing the attention onto him.

Jimin appeared like he was caught off guard as he lifted his cap so he could run his fingers through his hair. Was he finally lost for words?

“You… You’re… You’re cute” His cheeks blushed an almost fiery red as the words escaped his lips. “I thought you knew that already”

“What do you mean?” You asked again, and actually confused this time. “What do you mean that I ‘already knew that’?”

He spun around for a moment, sighing to himself as if he was regretting what he had just said. You just wanted a simple answer, no more mysterious compliments or cheeky looks.

“I.. I think you’re cute, okay?” Jimin turned back to face you, his eyes unable to set on yours, “I just thought that you could tell that I was thinking that.. about you”

“..All this time?” You rose up from the piano so you could approach him face to face. “All those little things, you meant to say that I was ‘cute’?” 

It sounded ridiculous when you said it, but it began to make sense- in a just as ridiculous way.

“I swear I’m such an obvious flirt” He chuckled and was somewhat relieved to see you standing in front of him, “Apparently not”

“Oh, you were pretty obvious” You raised an eyebrow towards him and crossed your arms. “I just didn’t want to think that I was imagining everything”

Jimin let out his hand and led the both of you to the front of the room to sit on the rest of the amplifiers were set up. 

“Imagining what?” He was genuinely curious and finally looked you straight in the eyes. 

“Well, imagining…” You took a deep breath before coming clean, “Imagining that maybe you felt the way that I did too”

“Feelings about what?”

“Feelings about you” You confessed instantly before beaming up from your seat besides him. It was like you automatically regretted letting him know that you had it in for him. 

You were almost out of the door but Jimin chased after you, tugging you gently by your hand.

“We’re so confusing” Jimin was still chuckling, and his grip on your hand was warm. “Let’s just make it simple, so we know what each other person means”

Nodding in agreement, all you could do was return his gaze, especially when you loved the curve of his eyes- you could stare at them all day long.

“Shake your head if you mean ‘no’, or nod if you mean ‘yes’. Okay?”

“Mm. Simple enough” You cracked a smile, not believing that this was actually happening after a year of pure flirting. 

“Do… do you want to go out with me?” Jimin asked as if he was waiting for so long to ask you.

Of course, you nodded.

LOL such a blunt ending hahahahahahahhaa. JB’s song was stuck in my head and naturally I chose Jimin cause of my overwhelming feels lulz.

anywho, thanks for reading! please don’t forget to hit like / reblog / comment in the tag / talk to me :)

hope y'all have a great rest of week!!

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Congratulations | ONE SHOT ft. Jackson

cnsarangkiseu asked: cause I have day6 feels but not in writing about their members into scenarios LOL their debut track is great though! check them out after reading this (based on their song lol but reversed) ok here we go haha

“I mean, he told me not to tell you but I’m your best friend too.. So I guess I couldn’t keep it to myself”

Mark had turned up at your place late into the night after spending the evening at Jackson’s for their weekly poker night. He came with news to tell you. You hoped that it would be at least something funny that had happened with the rest of the guys but apparently not.

Jackson; your ex-boyfriend as of just a month ago had apparently brought his new girlfriend to their poker night. Not so much the fact that Jackson only started taking you hang with the guys only a year into dating, but the fact that he was already seeing someone new that hurt you.

Only four weeks had passed since he broke it up with you, saying that the two of you had grown distant even though the both of you spent almost every living moment together. You never thought that he could move on so quickly. 

“I… I don’t know what to say” You honestly admitted as you sat on the bench on the front porch of your house.

Mark sat beside you and followed your blank gaze at the street ahead. He felt bad for telling you something that hurt you but knew that he had no choice.

“If anything, she’s a terrible poker player” He joked but you remained silent. “…Anyway, it’s getting late, I gotta get going, but don’t overthink about it, okay? Get some sleep”

You simply nodded as Mark slowly made his way back to his car, and drove out of your street as you remained on the porch. 

Taking out your cellphone, you wondered why you hadn’t removed Jackson’s number from your ‘Favourite’ list; but even before that, you had already dialled his cell phone and he had already picked up.

You took a good look at the passenger seat of Jackson’s car as he drove into your driveway. HIs supposed girlfriend wasn’t there; Jackson had come straight to your place- alone.

He ruffled his hair as he lifted his cap before beaming up the short fleet of stairs to the bench on the porch. Jackson’s expression was solemn as he already knew why he was here.

“…Mark told you”  

You nodded once and could only focus your eyes into his. You wanted to know what he was thinking and what he was feeling.  Did those very same eyes really forgot yours so quickly that they would instantly look at someone else?

“Four weeks, Jackson” You stifled your cries. You promised yourself that you wouldn’t shed anymore tears. “Is four weeks longer that I think it is?”

“Okay, _____. Just listen to me” He slumped besides you on the very same bench that Mark was just seated on, “We’re not even officially dating or anything, we’re still testing waters”

“Whatever it is, it still hurts, you know that right?” You bit your tongue before you could say anything rash. “I waited a year before I could even hang with you and the guys. And now you’re just ‘testing’ things out with some girl and she’s already where I wanted to be for so long?”

Jackson took a deep breath and dared not to look to you by his side. He knew that there’d be a tear already sliding down your cheek. He’d have to hold himself back from wanting to wipe it away.

“Everything I did wrong when I was with you” He confessed, “I didn’t want to do it to her. I made a million mistakes that lead to our break up. I couldn’t fix them, but if ever I got the chance to see someone else, I didn’t want to do them again”

“That’s besides the point!” You cried and realised that you had to wipe your own tears. “It’s only been four weeks and it still feels like the day we broke up, but here you are; already talking about seeing someone ‘new’? Is it that easy to forget everything? Does the pain fade away so quickly for you? Cause for me, it doesn’t”

“I want to know that I can love again” Jackson tried his best to explain but everything sounded so wrong in your ears. Was this the same guy that spent two years in his arms, two years of joy and pain; hoping that it would be worth it in the end? 

There was no point in arguing any more because it wouldn’t lead to anything. It’s not like Jackson would end what he was starting to have with the girl he was seeing. Neither would you leap back into his arms if you had the chance. 

Rising up from the bench, you left Jackson behind and headed back inside your house. But before closing the door, you looked at him one last time and searched for any emotion.

“Jackson…”

“Hm?” He turned to face the door.

“… Congratulations”

yay for another scenario LOL I hope you guys like this attempt at angst hahahahaha.

Please don’t forget to hit like / reblog / tag / leave a comment ! I love hearing from you guys! :D

& Don’t forget to check day6′s debut track out! :)

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여러분 저희 트위터 이모지가 생겼습니다!!! #방탄소년단 #BTS

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The top 5 countries to use the Twitter emoji will also get a special video message from Bangtan, as well!

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Anonymous asked:

Hi!! This isn't a request but I just found your blog today and I read through the whole Dear Diary series! It is really good!!! I look forward to seeing a part 12 in the future. I didn't know how much I needed a fanfic like that lmao Keep the great work!!

AHHHHHHHHH!!!! I’m so glad you like it / needed it LOL :3 

Thank you so much for reading and for sending in your feedback! I truly appreciate it all

And yes, please look forward to part 12 cause it’s in the works ;) hehehe. 

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Miss Macaron | Ch. 2 | BTS fic

friendship / angst / romance | OC , Jungkook, Jimin 
About | Ch. 1 | Ch. 2

2 Years Later… 

(Present Day)

It was one of those Fridays again. A dessertspoon in hand, a slice of cream cake on my plate and my cell on speakerphone as my parents babbled on about the past week. Usually I enjoyed these conversations, but today’s topic seemed to strike an awkward chord in me.

“You’ve just turned 25, Aime” My Mum reminded me for the fifth time during the phone call. “Maybe it’s time to get out of the kitchen and get dating?”

“How do you know that I’m in the kitchen?” I quickly swallowed the piece of cake after shoving it into my mouth. “I could be watching T.V?!”

“We can’t hear the T.V” Dad chuckled through the phone. “Plus, we can hear the echo that comes from your kitchen. You’re eating again, aren’t you?”

“Mm” I mumbled in response, with my attention diverting to the oven where my macaron shells were slowly rising. The topic of dating got me thinking of Jungkook. Eep! 

Within a second, my timer began to ring and it most definitely rung through to the other line of the call.

“You’re baking too? I thought you said you had no orders this Saturday?” Mum was good at remembering my plans, despite not living in the same house. “Hold on. You’re making macarons, aren’t you?... For Jungkook, isn’t it?!”

Guilty.

“Wha-? Oh, that’s the oven timer. Mm. Hanging up now, my macarons are done! Love you Ma & Pa. Ok. Bye!”

That was definitely a conversation for another day as I hit end on the call.

Slipping on my oven mitts, I slid out the tray of baked macaron shells and let them cool on my small kitchen table. If they were still hot, the ganache filling would melt as soon as I piped it on.

Nevertheless, the waiting time was a good opportunity to fold the box that they would eventually be stored in, as well as a good moment for story telling.

It’s been two years since Jungkook came back to Busan. I didn’t think he’d stay for long, especially with his job at his parents’ company. Jeon Electronics became an overnight success and Jungkook would even fly over to Seoul for a few days every other week for meetings.

For most of the time that he’s been home, we’ve hung out plenty of times at family get togethers and even hung out with the kids of the other friends of our parents, like Taehyung.

I guess over that time, I started to develop feelings for Jungkook, and the deeper I feel into these feelings, the more and more I found myself baking at this time of the evening.

When I first realised that I had a crush, it was Mother’s Day and I made a giant batch of madeleines for the Mother’s in my parents circle of friends, including Jungkook’s Mum. Passing by their place that morning, it turned out that Mr. Jeon had taken his wife out for breakfast, leaving Jungkook at home (apparently he was knocked out tired from work.

But of course, it was Jungkook who opened the door that morning and it was him who ended up eating the madeleines.

When I was certain that I was into Jungkook, it was at the dinner party at Taehyung’s house. Everyone wanted me to bring a dessert that I hadn’t made for them yet, so I made a fruit cream cake. That night, I kept it in the Kim’s kitchen and when it was time to bring it out into the dining room, I noticed that a slice was missing.

As I entered the dining room with the cake, I already knew it was Jungkook who was the culprit, no thanks to the smudge of cream on the side of his cheek and the grin all over his face.

Like they say, ‘The way into a man’s heart is through his stomach’, and since falling for Jeon Jungkook, it’s never been more true- at least I think so.

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