《Bts one shot book》𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚍𝚊𝚢𝚜....
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The hour was late... you just got in the car with your three kids. A son who's 8, another son who's 4, and a girl who's 1 they are your love and joy. The rain was slowly pouring down as you turned your car to hear the radio station.
You start driving home the road wasn't as packed since it was so late. The woman on the station started speaking about a bts reunion tour happening.. oh did your heart make a twirl hearing their names again. You were an army and you made sure your kids listened to them to understand how their music helped you.
The song was "we are bulletproof the eternal" a song that made you cry countless times. You turned the radio up as your kids were silently listening along with you. Tears started to form in your eyes but you had to keep focus on the road.
Your son noticed you wiping your eyes as he asked, "Mom/dad what's wrong?" You chuckled as you started to remember the old days.
The days when you would blast music in your headphones to your favorite songs, the way you watch or read countless amounts of fanfics, the way you would meet random army who became your best of friends. You smiled as you remembered all those dark times.... the times where you wanted to end it all, the times where you felt as if... no one wanted to help you.
You had been through so much and if it wasn't for bts then you wouldn't have been living comfortably, you wouldn't have such beautiful kids... even if you wanted them by your bias! You were still happy that these 7 men gave you a change in life.
You even tried to learn Korean hoping that one day if you met them you could have a conversation and tell them how much they helped you. All those memories came flooding back just like the tears that slowly fell down your cheeks.
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You didn't want to worry your kids but the way the song was impacting you was so different since this was their last and final concert.
No more merch.
No more songs.
No more run BTS.
No more crackhead videos.
No more BTS.
It hurt just saying those words... it hurt knowing that they weren't going to be making more songs and videos for army but you respected it.
You were happy that they could be free from contracts, they could happily enjoy their life and families.
If only you could go back to those old days...
Edited - Listening to the song still hurts me cause one day this will happen. 2039 will be here and we'll say goodbye, which I'll be happy for cause they can truly live their lives!
Breaks aren't enough honestly especially with the shit they gotta deal with on the daily. I want nothing but happiness and freedom for these men. I hope BTS experience the life they wanted even if they appreciate this. I want them to have their own lives too.
7/1/22
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