HYYH, Young Forever, Youth, Wings, Love Yourself, Map of the Soul Every single note translated and put into chronological order. The series of diary entries of each character of the fictional universe in BTS's music videos, highlight reels and short films. COMPLETELY UP TO DATE***

"bring me the holy water, park jimin" "oh daddy, so aggressive" In which Park Jiimin has a tendency of fucking with the wrong people. Until he met Yoongi, a priest who made it all even worse. priest!Yoongi + fuckboy!Jimin [big age gap] It becomes angsty in the last few chapters, especially the 'Finale' chapter can be triggering! Read with care [currently editing any mistakes] Spanish translation: @eyesvacc Highest ranking: #58 yoonmin [19/10/18] #27 yoonmin [13/11/18] #264 fanfiction [02/11/18] #10 parkjimin [17/11/18] #1 parkjimin [22/11/18] #21 yoonmin [22/12/18] #3 yoonmin [23/2/19] #123 fanfiction [20/4/20] #3 fanfiction [11/8/20]

[SMUT RELATED] [+18][Read at your own risk] "First sex always comes with a kiss." [This book contains private chapters] Book created: 5/3/2018

Joonie94: DON'T DIE BTS-Killer: CALL ME BABY Joonie94: don't quote exo at me young lady. ~ TEXT FORM MOSTLY Mindaee© Cover by: sugaddicting <3

You, a fan, are dead and haunt BTS. Being involved in an accidental hit-and-run by the boys' tour bus on your birthday wasn't how you planned on dying. But it happened. A confused ghost you were, failing to find its place, you did what you could do and followed them back. You don't know why, but you targeted your bias, Yoongi, the most in your trails. Seeking playful revenge, all hit the fan the minute you realize that you aren't invisible to one member... Park Jimin can very much see you.

" They came again yesterday." I mutter, absorbed in the wave of happiness the memory brings me. " Who came?" The Therapist questioned, eyes glued to the computer. I look down at my hand, lightly tapping a melody onto the armchair. I smile. "My friends." The Therapist stopped typing and met my eyes. "Your friends? What did you guys do?" I lightly laugh, eyes twinkling as I begin my story. "They came back for me- Hobi, Jungkook, all of them, they came and broke me out. We ran around and played all day. Even Suga hyung ran and laughed with us. We rode bikes and threw around the pillows. Jin took pictures of everything, I wish I had them. We had so much fun, its too bad I'm back here, I hope they come again soon." I lean back into my chair turning my head to the photograph of hazy trees on the wall, maybe we should go on a hike next time? Jin could even make lunch for us! ahhhh, I miss his cooking! "-Jimin" The Therapist interrupts. I look back to him. My smiling face un-reflected in his creased and taut image. "I thought we got through this already, you know they're not coming back." My smile fades. "Why not?" I question forcefully The Therapist sighs, "You know why Jimin. " I look back down at my hand tightly griping the armchair, knuckles turning white. I fight back tears as I come back to reality. "I know." "Lets up your medication, okay? Then everything will be better again." The Therapist voice rings in the silence. A tear falls. Nothing will be better again. -1st place all of BTS Her award-

«Kim Taehyung helps your boyfriend cheat» au «"You shouldn't be with him!" Taehyung says, chest heaving from screams. "Then who should I be with?" You ask. With a soft breath and painful smile, he says, "Me. You should be with me."» «He helps the man get the girl, not himself. He wipes away the girl's tears once the man is gone, not his own. What happens when he's trapped. What happens when he finds himself to do the one thing he's scared to do? What if the Wingman falls in love?»

These feelings of mine are unheard of , unless its in my diary entry . Short story . Completed on 13 March 2017 . @Taemeaway

"Call me Oppa." The one and only Min Yoongi says with a smirk spread across his beautiful face. #180 in ff : [010418] #2 in #kpop [051518]

I get it . We are of different levels :( Short story - Taemeaway