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♕M.I.B: Taehyung x Reader♕

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I know I know I've been pretty dead. And yes this picture was edited by me :)

M.I.B stands for Men In Black. Being inspired from the new M.I.B International movie and remembering the old Will Smith one, I desperately wanted to make something out of it- and the thought of Taehyung as a Chris Hemsworth type of character from the movie made me even more excited . I of course will not be taking the plots from any of these two movies and will not be stealing any of the characters (Except Agent T) and will make something quite of my own. Please enjoy. "͎̈̍̔ͪ̚ᴴ̎̓͜ᴼ̮͎ᴸ̻̥͓̝̻̆͛ͩ͗ͭ͐ᴰ̼͎̮ͭ ̛̩̫͚̍ͣ̂ᴼ̯͑͐̌͜ᴺ͖̬ᵀ̳͙ͅᴼ͉̤̌̀̊ ̲̳̼͓̄͊̓͆ͯ̃͟ᴹ̑͗ͫ̂͠ᴱ͐͒́.ͧ̾͂̄.̫͚̅͊ͣͪ.͍͙ͧ͊̓̽̓ ̢͙͇͖ᶜ̜͙̟͋ᴬ̮̖ͬ̇̆͐ͭ̋ᵁ̋ͯˢ̢ͩ̈́̅̋̍̅͒ᴱ̟̳ͪ̑͢ ̇ᴵ͇͇͚͙̣̟ͤ̀ͯ̓̇̑'̱̲̦͎̝̖̻͛̿͆ᴹ͕̪̰̰͐̌̑ ͕̟̬̪̭͚̿̓ͫ͒̄ᴬ̜̥̱̫͓̹̔́̈́̚ ̾̏ͮ̈̎ͮ͏̝̘̟̱̫̼ᴸ͖̩̜͎̟̝̞ͭ̂̓̈́̅ͮ͞ᴵ̱̞͓ͩ̿̾ͯͪ̿ᵀ̪̟̰͚̗̠̮ͥ̃̎͑ͭ͘ᵀ̘͎̂̑ͩ͒ͅᴸ̒̊̀́̽͝ᴱ̧̦̩̔ͫ̇̍͐ͪͫͅ ̼͎̮̜̠ͥᵁ̱̰̦̱̿̿̑ͨ͒ͣ̕ᴺ͍̖͍ͥͨͮ͂ˢ̑͊̍ͧᵀ͔̦͎͖̞̲̘̃ͫͦ͡ᴱ̼̜̖̫̥̻͐̀́ͅᴬ͓͍̬̥̏̆̆̓̒ᴰ̫͔͑͝ᵞ͐̈ͪ̆ͅ.͓͕̥͍ͣ"͂̃͑ͧͪͯͨ͠

Name: Ju-min
Last: Kim
Age: 21
Birthday: July 4th
Born: London but Family is Korean (ye u gotta accent, Wingardium Leviosa)

Warning: Kinda long.

I remember being home one day with my mother in the kitchen. She was cooking something on the stove and I was sitting at the dining table coloring with a red crayon on a picture of a lion sniffing a flower. My father was always gone during the mornings and afternoons and would always get home around 2 am at night. I'd sometimes try stay up to see when he arrived but- it's like I was automatically put to sleep a few minutes before it striked two. As a kid you'd think you just couldn't handle staying up so late back then but- now being the 21 year old female I am- I realized something was definitely wrong.

I remember asking my mom that night why father got home so late, and she told me what she always told me. "His work is very important and has to 100% be done love, if not he could get into big trouble..but don't worry, he'll be home soon."

My innocent self would always agree and not ask again for another while, but even as a kid, I could sense something was off. But now I know. I know what was off, I know why I snapped into sleep a little before father came home. And that was all explained one night when I was fully...able to make it to 2 am.

(Past Jumin Home - 1 : 45 a m at night)

The neighborhood was silent as rain poured onto the roofs, trees, grass and ground. The only sound other than rain would be when a few cars would pass by on the streets but nothing really..only rain. Moving over to a pink and white two story house, sat me. A small- 5 year old looking little girl with pigtails who held a polar bear plushy in front of a window with pink flowered curtains covering her from view from the outside. She waited for her father to return home- she knew he came home every night at 2 but she never saw when he actually came. She only knew he would arrive at that time because her mother herself had slipped it out a while ago when she and her were eating breakfast a morning. She would always fall asleep exactly at around 1:50 and would never make it passed that time. She always wondered why, but this time she was certain. She would stay up tonight and finally watch her father go through that door.