When BTS run a competition where the winners spend a week with the boys in Korea, you decide to enter on a whim. Fate, cruel and ruthless to you in the past, has another ploy for you when your name is announced.
Will you let fate determine your pat...
a/n: I suggest listening to Agust D's Daechwita (above) while listening to this chapter.
Y/n's POV
Jimin's eyes were so intense as they stared into yours. You were almost dragged into them before Jimin moved his soft, gentle hands from your face to ruffle your hair jokingly, a faint blush dusting his cheeks.
Why am I a little disappointed?
You glanced over at Yoongi who was staring down a loose thread in the carpet before he looked up to meet your gaze and gave you a soft smile.
You watched Jimin go to sit next to him on the couch when he, without warning, lifted up his shirt to put the ice pack on his now bruised stomach. You almost had a heart attack when you saw his pristine abs. You debated looking away or staying for the show, heating up your cheeks from embarrassment before deciding to jerk your head the other way.
Over the pounding of your heart resonating through your ears, you could hear a painstakingly adorable giggle come from Jimin's lips.
'You sure have a strong left hook,' he commented mischievously.
Next thing you know, Yoongi had burst out into laughter like you've never seen before. His laugh made your heart swell for some reason as you gripped your chest and your lips spread into a dimpled grin.
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'Finally, someone gave Jimin a run for his money!' he tried to calm down by covering his mouth with his hand, but just ended up laughing more. You couldn't help but laugh with him. Jimin just pouted and gave him a light slap in the arm before laughing along.
As you watched this spectacle with a bright grin on your lips and a warm feeling inside, you couldn't help but let your mind wander about your future... and if, somehow, they could be in it.
I could get used to being around these two...
You thought about your life plan, your obsession with squeezing the most out of the lemon that is your life.
As you considered it, it splintered and cracked a fraction more. Slowly but surely, the mirror in front of you began showing a conflicting image of the girl standing before it. The cracks faceting the glass were on the verge of revealing a different side of you. A new side of you.
Fate's cruelty flashed though your mind. You you still fight against it to this day. After years of practice, you shook the disheartening thoughts from your mind.
'Hey guys, we're out of toilet pa--' Jungkook walked into the room and saw you. 'Y/n!!' He ran over to you like an excited puppy as you stood up to hug him.
He noticed the ice pack on your hand and looked concerned, 'What's wrong? Are you ok?'
'Yeah, no need to worry!' You reached up to ruffle his already messy hair, having to stand on your tippy-toes before he bowed his head for you.
