BTS Oneshots

Unspoken Words - Jimin (BTS) x Reader Oneshot

Author's POV

A glorious smile was plastered on the man's face as he drove his way to the recording studio. His one hand was on the steering while the other was holding onto the cup of coffee, he just bought awhile ago. Again, he passed by the same bridge where he met that person. That very person he could not forget. It was like, suddenly the moment felt like in slow motion as the memories from the past flooded him. When his car finally crossed that bridge, the smile that he was wearing earlier was replaced by faint one. "Will I ever get to meet you again Y/N?" He whispered to himself.

Flashback – Ten Years Ago

Y/N's POV

"I can't do this anymore," I screamed my heart out as I stepped on the railings of the bridge. "Why?! Why does it always have to be me?"

I stared up on the empty hazy sky above me and spoke under my breath, "See? Even them are feeling the same way."

My hand softly tapped the middle of my chest and a sob came out of my mouth, "This part in here is already freezing. I'm so sure that ice cold water won't even have an effect on me. Goodbye." I took another step, but then a worried voice came rushing to me. The owner of it hugged my waist tightly and pulled me away from the railings. "Don't do it, your life is precious. You are precious," his voice was soft and pleading.

"I don't belong here," I shook my head and looked down. "Look at me," he held onto my shoulders. His eyes were reassuring, "You belong here. It is a world full of different people. I am different from you and you are different from me." A charming smile was painted across his face that almost made his eyes disappeared. A simple nod from me turned his smile into a huge one.

"I'm Jimin." He introduced himself. "I'm Y/N," I took his hand that almost fit mine. Is he an angel?

Flashback – A Week After Y/N and Jimin's First Encounter

Y/N's POV

Jimin and I exchanged numbers after that incident. We kept in touch and almost everyday, he kept calling me, to check how was I doing. This time, I received another call from him. "Y/N?" Said the hoarse voice on the other line.

"Jimin, are you alright?" I gladly picked up the call, but it soon died down when I heard his voice.

"Just caught a cold. But don't worry, I'll be fine after a few days. How are you?"

I blushed at the thought, does he always think of me? "Never better," I quietly giggled. "How about school? Are they treating you right?" The concern in his voice was obvious.

"It's always the same Jimin. Don't worry about me," I faked a smile.

"Just tell me if someone hurts you. I'll come running or even fly to your school," he sounded very protective.

My eyes wandered through the window attached to my bedroom. The twinkling stars on the night sky looked so pretty. What is this I'm feeling? A sad smile formed my lips while I gripped on my phone tighter. I should not be feeling this way. The feeling isn't mutual.

"Y/N, are you still there?" He asked. I didn't know that I became silent after hearing him say those words. "Yes, I am." I answered faintly.

"You don't sound alright," he countered. "I am Jimin."

"Okay... Hope to see you soon. Goodnight Y/N!"

"Goodnight Jimin!"

Flashback – Third Year of High School