It was a ordinary autumn day, cool breeze, leaves falling, nothing out of the ordinary as I left the bookstore I worked part time at. It paid just enough to get me buy each month with a small sum being able to go into my savings. I just hopped that I would have enough in my saving to buy a ticket to a upcoming BTS concert near me. BTS had been one of the few bands I still followed from my high school days and the only K-POP band at that. It was just something about their ever evolving sound. That and that they all screamed perfection physically and personality wise. I was what people would call a fanboy which fangirls believed were a dying species. I was also one of those writers that would write 'fanfictions' about bands and their 'ships'. Becoming a full fledged author had always been my dream but fanfictions were just something I did for fun and when I got writers block on my actual books. Speaking of fanfictions, the reason I picked up that notebook in the first place was because my laptop, my writing apparatus, had broken the night before and wouldn't turn on. My stories had been backed up online but I wouldn't be able to access them until I either fixed my laptop or bought a new one. Both of which would make it impossible for me to attend the concert, which I'd rather not have a computer for a few months than miss one of BTS's rare US concerts. Now, I don't necessarily regret picking up that notebook. But if it had come with instructions or I would have known what it could do I probably would've been more careful. Oh, who am I kidding? I still probably would've tried testing it with a stupid scenario and known what it could do sooner. The notebook really did just look like a regular notebook when I first laid eyes on it. It had no special markings or anything, just like the ones they would sell at walmart for like fifty cents. When I picked it up and flipped through it there wasn't a single mark inside of it. Normally, I would try to return it but there wasn't anyone around plus it had been buried in some leaves. So I put it in my bag and took it home. Deciding to use it for writing until the situation with my laptop was resolved. Ideas were already flooding my head after the notebook was in my bag. It had been a few weeks since I had written any 'one-shots' for any ship in BTS. Plus it was much easier to access my fanfictions since they were publicly available on the internet for fans to read and I could update it just from logging into my account from any computer. Which was much easier, and more fun, than spending a few days trying to access my writing backups from a public computer that would just delete it from itself when I finished. By the time I was walking up the stairs to my small apartment I had already thrown some prompt ideas around in my head. I had decided on writing a common theme within the fanbase. BTS members finding fanfiction about themselves but then with a twist. They realise they have fallen for the person that they're shipped with. Cheesy but very popular and I love giving my readers just what they want. I hung my bag up and took out the notebook before walking over to the kitchen table and setting it down on it. It took me a bit to find a pen since I almost never physically wrote anything anymore but desperate times called for desperate measures. As soon as the pen touched the page I was writing.
Jimin didn't mean to take it this far. He was just curious of what the army had been getting up too online. He hadn't planned on stumbling across all the fanfictions let alone all the ships. At first it shocked him but then he could see why the fans shipped Namjoon Hyung and Jin Hyung as well as Jungkook and Taehyung. But he had a hard time understanding why he had been shipped with Yoongi Hyung. So he dug deeper and looked through some photos as well as actually read some of the 'Yoomin' fanfictions. He had to admit that all the fanfictions he had read were so well written that if it wasn't about real people he could see the stories being sold in bookstores. Yoongi Hyung was someone very special to him but now he was thinking more into it than ever. If he was close with anyone in BTS it was Yoongi Hyung. Even with all the teasing, Jimin knew it was only for fun. He knew his Hyung just had a different way of showing he cared. Eventually Jimin was reading so many fanfictions on a certain website he decided to make an account. He made it something really random that probably ARMY's would understand. 'YoominsLilChiliPepper' was what he went with as he made the account and logged in, reading the first Yoomin story that was recommended to him. It was called 'Numbers' by a user named STAPHITYOOMIN. It had something to do with the concept of soulmates and when you turned 18 you got a countdown on your wrist. When the countdown hit zero you were supposed to meet your soulmate for the first time. It was quite intriguing to him as he read and realistic. Yoongi Hyung was older by two years just like in real life. As he continued his 18th birthday came up in the story. But the exact moment Jimin turned 18 no numbers appeared on his wrist. He couldn't help but feel the hurt his character was feeling in the story. But that was soon replaced with a small smile on the real Jimin's face as fictional Yoongi appeared in the story. They somehow were both alone in the park in the story so Yoongi had to be the soulmate as the elder wasn't sporting any numbers on his wrist either anymore. A sign of meeting your true soulmate. Jimin was smiling as he finished the chapter but he knew the story wasn't over yet since the story was still marked as incomplete and that the author apparently updated monthly. He couldn't help but comment on the chapter since it was probably the best he had read so far.
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The Notebook
FanfictionMy name is Asher Parker and this is the story how I found a notebook while walking home from work. Now I know finding a notebook shouldn't be a life changing event but it was, this notebook was special. Special as in anything I wrote in it came true...