BTS: You Are My Destiny

Updates whenever inspiration strikes. I write at my own pace. Give me a nudge and maybe I'll get more diligent.

Volumes One and Two are complete and ready to read; Volume Three is ongoing.

The blurb is for reference only. The actual story takes precedence, and the author reserves the right to interpret it.

[Volume One: You Look Just Like My Son]

Jimin × Cui Min

He leaned against her and wrapped his arms around her, clinging limply to her. He should have been a little ball of sticky rice, but then he suddenly lowered his voice, his final syllable sounding almost like a hook. “Noona, how about we sleep together tonight...?”

As a devoted mom fan, Cui Min felt that her dignity had been challenged.

So she pushed him away with a perfectly straight face. “Talk properly.”

He lowered his head and smiled. When he raised his eyes again, his whole expression had changed.

That kind of look that seemed both seductive and innocently guileless.

Something about the atmosphere felt wrong.

A little frightened, as if things were slipping out of control, she swallowed. “Mwo...?”

The boy braced his hands on either side of her legs, leaned in to look into her eyes, and answered vaguely, “Hmm?”

His gaze was both innocent and alluring. He wasn't deliberately showing off; he was simply born with a guileless charm that drew people in.

Uneasy, she tipped her head back and edged away. “You...”

The next second, someone gently bit her at the throat.

Cui Min froze.

A laugh, then a kiss at the corner of her lips.

And a question:

“Noona, you really don't want to sleep together?”

[A full-scale case of maternal love turning into something else]

[Volume Two: The World's Biggest Siscon]

V × Kim Taerin

He said, “We can be more than siblings.”

“Oppa?”

“Taerin doesn't want to be separated from her family either, so why not agree to be with me?”

“We're not related by blood, so why can't we give it a try?”

He cupped her face, pressed his forehead against hers, and murmured, “We can't live without each other...”

“I know you don't like me, but you're used to having me around, aren't you?”

Kim Taerin thought something about that didn't sound quite right, but for a moment she couldn't find a way to argue back.

She really couldn't imagine ending up with someone she didn't know well. Before Kim Taehyung confessed to her, she'd thought she might stay single for the rest of her life.

“Oppa, getting used to someone isn't love.”

“I don't need you to love me.”

Kim Taehyung kissed her forehead.

“I just need you to belong to me.”

[Not-actually-related step-sibling pairing]

[Volume Three: The Zeigarnik Effect]

RM × Daphne

The hotel's lighting was so intimate it made her heart race. Warm light fell over his features, casting soft shadows that made him seem gentler.

Maybe it was because he'd just been drinking, but Ramond was leaning against the sofa with a faintly drunken look in his eyes. He stared straight at her, as if he had something he wanted to say but couldn't.

The black shirt he wore had been buttoned all the way to the top, neat and proper. Now two buttons were undone, revealing a silver chain around his neck. It softened his restrained air and made his collarbones look especially sexy.

Daphne liked men in shirts.

Especially men with good bodies in shirts.

“What are you doing?” she asked.

He didn't answer. He raised a hand and bit his nail, then looked at her and licked his lips. “Do you like this gift of mine?”

For a moment, she couldn't tell whether it was the alcohol or the man in front of her that had gone to her head.

In short, she wanted to get on top of him.

[A story about two lecherous people who are very good at pretending otherwise, and who can't stop wanting each other.]

[Volume Four]

J-Hope × Cheng Yuli

Cheng Yuli stood before the floor-to-ceiling window. Behind her, the door opened and closed.

The footsteps behind her drew closer, until he wrapped his arms around her from behind and buried his face in her shoulder with a sigh. “Yuli...”

Her eyes lowered, her face expressionless. By the time she turned to face him, she'd put on a gentle expression. “What's wrong? Tired from work?”

Of course she understood why he had sighed. Her eyes filled with concern. “It's okay if you don't want to smile. You can be yourself around me.”

Jung Hoseok held her, his voice heavy with exhaustion. “Yuli, thank goodness I have you...”

Cheng Yuli patted his back and comforted him as she had done countless times before. “It's okay, Hoseok. You can depend on me a little more... I'll always be by your side.”

He looked at her, love growing in his eyes. “I've realized that I can't live without you more and more...” Then he laughed. “What would I do without you?”

She smiled too, looking utterly harmless. “Then don't live without me.”

“After all, I'll always love you, and we'll always be together, won't we?”

The more he couldn't live without her, the happier she was.

After all, wasn't that sick dependence something she'd carefully led him into herself?

Untouchable beauty × obsessive, possessive yandere

[A psychiatrist falls in love at first sight with her patient, then reforms herself for love. No, wait, she becomes a top for love.]

[Volume Five]

SUGA × Min Dongqing

When she realized she'd changed back from a child into an adult, the first thing she did was agonize over whether she should borrow some clothes from Min Yoongi's closet, since she was completely naked.

Then, as she sat wrapped in a blanket, pondering life, she accidentally met the eyes of someone who'd just walked into the room without even changing his clothes.

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“What's this...” He walked over, tugging off his tie and muttering, “So I really did raise my daughter into a wife.”

His movements startled Min Dongqing so badly she nearly jumped out of her skin. Her voice trembled. “What are you doing? What are you doing... Damn, why are you taking your clothes off?!”

Min Yoongi raised an eyebrow and gave her a smile that was hard to read. “What do you think? I'm not a bad person...”

He pulled the person trying to escape toward him, blanket and all, then bent down and kissed the tip of her nose. “I just want to do something with my wife, something a married couple...”

“...is supposed to do.”

A father who says one thing but does another × a rebellious, sharp-tongued eldest daughter

[Not really father and daughter, but lovers. He raised her, and somewhere along the way, his daughter became his wife.]

[Volume Six]

Jung Kook × Song Zhiyao

He suddenly grabbed Song Zhiyao's hand to stop her from leaving, his voice a little hoarse. “You're giving up on me, aren't you?”

She said nothing, as if confirming it.

“You can just give up on what we have between us like that, is that it?”

“Let go.”

Her calm tone seemed to set off his anger in an instant.

Jeon Jungkook, of course, didn't listen. He took a few steps forward, pinned her against the wall, and held both her hands above her head so she couldn't move.

Song Zhiyao looked docile, but her eyes were frighteningly clear.

“Aren't you afraid?”

His expression was grim, his gaze dark. He was nothing like his usual obedient self; instead, he seemed almost sinister.

She was calm, as though she were commenting on the nice weather. “Jungkook, stop it.”

She was always like this, seeming to care about nothing. Put kindly, she was gentle, magnanimous, and easygoing. Put less kindly, she was heartless and couldn't care less about other people.

Of course, she couldn't care less about him either.

He loosened his grip and smiled bitterly. “Forget it. I understand. Let's leave it at that.”

Jeon Jungkook let go of her hands and turned to leave, but then his arm tightened. Song Zhiyao had grabbed him.

He tried to pull away, but when he put some force into it, the hand on his arm tugged him back.

The corner of his mouth rose on its own, but when he turned around, he deliberately hid his smile and put on a cold expression. “What?”

Then he felt a warm touch on his lips, followed by a helpless sigh.

“I give up, you little troublemaker.”

Older, tsundere, clingy puppy × younger, gentle, distant, sickly beauty

[Each other's first love; the woman spoils the man; Jungkook's straightforward but winding journey to win her heart]

[Volume Seven]

Jin × Jiang Anna

He let go of Jiang Anna's hand, but didn't loosen his hold on her at all. “And what gives you the right to order me around?”

Jiang Anna looked at him with damp eyes, seeming as if she didn't understand what he meant. “Little uncle, what are you talking about?”

She really did look like an innocent girl who knew nothing of the world, but her actions were anything but innocent.

Her soft, boneless hand rested on his chest, her fingertips lightly brushing one of his buttons. Yet her gaze remained guileless. “You're my little uncle...”

Her voice was as sweet and soft as a kitten's meow, enough to melt anyone's heart.

Kim Seokjin gave a quiet laugh and lifted her chin. “When you were luring me in bed and refusing to let go, you didn't treat me like your little uncle.”

“Now, tell me.”

“What gives you the right to order me around?”

Older, aloof, chaste young master × younger, scheming, sweet-talking innocent with a dark side

[At first, she pursues him; then Kim Seokjin, South Korea's hardest-to-catch young master, goes through hell to win her back.]

Theme: I was fated to love you