You rose out of bed unceremoniously, hating that your internal clock was used to waking up at 5:30 AM. It didn't matter anyway, now that high school was over; you had other things to worry about. Such as,"What am I going to do after school?", "What can I do with the diploma I earned?", and "Did I choose the right major? We'll see once I get to college and a new semester starts in three weeks!". You sighted, and ran a hand through your messy (h/c) hair.
You tried to go to bed again, and managed to fall back asleep in fifteen minutes. You slept for one more hour, waking up at 6:45 AM. Once you determined you wouldn't be able to sleep any longer, you finally got up from the comfy bed into the coldness of the lighted room. You dragged your feet to the bathroom, where you took a shower. While rinsing the conditioner out of your (h/c) hair, you wondered about the mysterious letters in your wrist. It truly baffled you, why was it taking so long for the letters to appear? You remembered that when your friends were finding their soulmate, it took them mere weeks or even less!
You finished your shower, but stood pensive under the warm water for just a few moments in order to collect your thoughts. Once you managed to do so, you switched off the water and dried yourself off. You quickly got dressed, grabbed your charging phone, and left the house. While walking calmly to the train station, you received a text message from (b/f). You red the message,"Hey hey (y/n)! I hope I didn't wake you up!", you let out a chuckle; you were already awake.
You continued reading the text,"So, do you have anything remotely important to do this weekend?". Oh no, what were they planning? You should have known the moment when (b/f) inquired about your wakefulness! When had they cared about your sleep schedule? Hell, once they woke you up at 3:30 in the morning to inform you to bring them some pastries for the following day! You sighted, and then they decided to call you.
You reluctantly answered their call,".. Hello?". (b/f) called out sweetly,"Good morning (y/n)! How are you?". You rubbed your aching temples, and said,"Drop the act (b/f).. Tell me, what do you need?". They smirked and laughed evilly on the other side of the phone,"Haha! You knew my plans all along?! Well, now that you know, I can drop the act! Now, I'll tell you.. You're coming with me this weekend to see--" you received another call.
You spoke into the phone,"Hold your horses (b/f).. I'm receiving a call right now, I'll call you back once I'm done..". You didn't wait for (b/f)'s response, and hung up. You didn't bother checking the caller ID, and just answered,"Hello? Who is this?". Is was then you saw that the phone number was unknown, and you silently groaned.. Some freaking salesperson would try to persuade you at all costs to buy their product!
It was then that you decided you were going to hang up before the person spoke. Unfortunately you were too late, and you heard a deep @ss voice say into the phone,"Hello? Is this (y/n)?". You raised an eyebrow, how in the f*ck would a salesperson know your name? You prayed that some family member didn't give your phone number to a random salesperson just to get a sh*tty small reward.
You groaned mentally, but responded,"Yes, it's me. How may I help you?". You heard some voices in the background, and strained to hear what they were saying; you ultimately weren't able to understand. This better not be some sh*tty teenagers prank calling you, or else. The deep voiced man spoke,"Do you know the group BTS?". You were confused, but answered hesitantly,".. Yes?". The man responded, and said,"Well, you are in luck miss! BTS will be performing this weekend, and you have won front row tickets and a back stage pass!". What in the goddamn f*ck was happening?
Your headache got worse, and it took you a moment to respond. The gray-haired man on the other side of the phone got a little bit worried, and spoke,"Miss, are you still there?". You let out the most silent sigh yet, and said,"Yes, I am. Um, excuse me.. But how did I win them? I haven't entered any contests at all, and I don't think I would win them for any reason at all. Is this some type of prank?".
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Serendipity | Jimin x Reader
FanfictionWhen your soulmate's name slowly inscribes within one of your wrists. Park Jimin always thought he was never going to meet his soulmate. I mean, even the world's most famous company SoulMate Co. established it was almost impossible to meet your spec...