MemberXReader or BoyXBoy, no smutt. I take requests for groups BTS, Got7, ToppDogg, EXO and Block B. I will try and update whenever I get a request, if not I will make sure to take the requests and note that I need to get them finished, thank you.
I remember the day I met him perfectly. I still have dreams about it, it was the perfect setting too. The clouds were a dark color of gray and I could feel the raindrops lightly hit my cold face. I looked down and instantly felt queasy. I began to cry again. It felt so good being so high up, being able to look down on the world under you. There was still a feeling in me reminding me to jump. To do what I was here for, why else would I be standing on a ledge of my high school building?
It was the middle of my third year in high school. Everyone there was so perfect and everyone accepted each other. Then there was me, someone who didn't have much in life. I lived in the poor side of town, but school was all the way in Seoul. I didn't enjoy going to this school, nor did I ever dream of going to that school. I never felt in place, but it was my grandpa's decision. It was the last thing he wished for me to do before he took his last breath. He always wanted his grandchildren to have the best education, and this apparently was his choice of schooling for my two siblings and I. They already graduated, so it was only up to me to carry out his last wish.
I never felt that I belonged, since my first day all the way to my last day being excluded from groups in school. I would walk the halls with my head down, to afraid to pick it up and stare the perfect people in their beautiful eyes. They never even offered to say hello. My mom says it's because i'm too reserved and quiet for people to take notice. I can't get myself to be happy, I can't get myself to believe people would actually enjoy talking to me.
I finally reached my breaking point. After three painful years of being excluded and bullied, I wanted to end all my pain. My mom said I would get over it, that someone would notice. It took a little longer than I thought, I didn't want to wait anymore.
It was a gloomy Friday afternoon, after lunch. I wanted to have the wonderful, expensive lunch that this school served before ending it all. I've always been a fan of eating, and I didn't want to go with an empty stomach.
"You're too skinny!" My mom would always say, I don't eat much at home, but I sure do eat a lot when i'm alone.
I felt that that Friday was a perfect day to end my life. I was also feeling a little more emotionally damaged than before. I managed to save a little bit of my lunch break to escape without anyone taking notice. I know if I get up from my student desk during class, at least one teacher would take notice. I don't want to get in any trouble before ending my life either.
I walked slowly and quietly up the three flights of stairs to the roof. I never understood why these schools were so large and tall. I even remember the pain my heart was in while walking up those flight of stairs. I managed to pick the lock to the door with a bobby-pin in order to gain access to the roof.
I took a deep breath and the wind almost took it away from me. I chuckled, the wind didn't even want me to live another day. I walked over to the ledge, and before climbing on it, I looked down. It was higher up than I imagined. A three story building was a lot taller than I thought. I took a sigh and calmly stood on the ledge, trying my best to keep my balance. I looked down again, I couldn't stop imagining myself falling to my death.
I began to cry uncontrollably, and then I heard someone shout from below me. I looked down and there he was. My love.
"Hey! You, get down from there!" He shouted, it was hard to hear him over the gusts of winds that were carrying his voice away. I shook my head.
"Please, don't do anything!" He begged, why was he begging? I didn't even know him at the time, why did he even care? I figured he didn't want to see my head broken open and my limbs all twisted. I didn't even want to see that, but it didn't matter. I would have already been dead.
I lost sight of him as he pushed his way through the crowds of people staring up at me. Everyone looked shocked, like they couldn't believe I was barely killing myself now. I took another deep breath and tried to jump, but my feet wouldn't budge. It's like my body wasn't agreeing with my brain.
"Please," I begged quietly. Then I started shouting into the wind. I shouted into the what seemed like vast emptiness to me. All I could see was the rain falling to the ground. The fog engulfed me in its darkness and coldness. I was almost there, I got myself that far. I didn't understand why I couldn't take the last step.
I heard the door slam open and there stood the perfect man that I would soon call mine. I turned around and he was already in front of me, waiting for my next move. I didn't know what to do, I didn't know if I should still jump.
I lost my balance, and luckily I fell into his arms, not off the building. He caught me and helped me regain my balance. Without any exchange of words, he pulled me into his arms and embraced me. He never left me after that day. He managed to check up on me everyday, even take the long walk to my house with me, making sure to protect me. He even allowed me to feel happy, and accepted.
He was always by my side after that, he stayed with me through happiness and even more sadness. He made me happy, I never wanted him to leave my side.
Here he is today. I'm lucky that I get to hug him whenever I want without feeling awkward. I get to plant subtle kisses on his cheek or peck him on the lips and expect something in return. He is mine, he is my love. I can never forget the thing he did for me. I never expected my life to change, but he changed it so much. In a good way. I never want him to leave again. I want him to be my love for the rest of my life. I want every embrace we share to be just as good as the first one we shared on that depressing day.
"Yah!" Jimin yells, snapping me out of my painful memory, "Let's get something to eat, i'm starving." I look over to him and he is smiling. I get up off of the couch I've become too used to and reach out my hand. He pulls me into another hug and plants a wonderful kiss on my lips.
