Where There's Sunshine, There's Midnight Rain

Where there's Sunshine, there's Midnight Rain

Pairing: Idol!Hoseok x Reader

Warnings: angst, mentions of struggle, fluff, established relationship, no mentions of reader's gender.

Summary: J-hope is sunshine in human form, but that makes him the midnight rain too. A short imagine of the reader helping Hoseok understand this.

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Another night, tossing and turning alone in a big bed. Waiting.. hoping, for the one who is the hope for a million people around the world. Another night spent reaching the cold side of the empty bed, staring at the sky counting down the minutes till daylight, sighing endlessly. Another night hoping hobi would return to you.

He's been home for a week since the tour but he hasn't been home since then. Even the bags were dropped off by his manager, who has visited three times since to collect the things he needed. As far as you knew there was no comeback anytime soon. There was effectively no requirement for him to stay over at the dorms at least for the next two weeks. Especially when he has a home studio set up in the house you both had bought together and decorated.

His not being home has become a routine, a habit even- albeit an excruciating one. What hurts more is the silence, even when on tour he texts or calls at least once a day. Sighing you open the same old chat to see the latest message from a week ago, the same text you have seen a million times till now.

Boarding the plan home. See you soon.

You scroll up the familiar chat screen and see that the messages become less expressive as the tour progresses. You also remember how the news articles and fan tweets raved more about J-hope the idol’s brilliance on stage at the exact same time. Another pattern you are used to, for every emoji his messages as j-hope had, Hoseok's messages became curt and to the point.

Once again, this isn’t new to you or him. In fact, you both met at the peak of j-hope and the absolute low of Hoseok. You might not have been a die-hard fan of the group but you knew enough to know j-hope was not the same shy, anxious and silent Hosoek you’d met by chance in that café. The contrast between who he has on stage and the person you grew to love were stark opposites. Not that you never saw the sunshine hobi, but he was present almost in equal parts as the Hoseok who walks around with a cloud on his head.

But Hoseok never went silent on you in this way. He might be verbally silent for days or weeks together but expressed his feelings in other ways. This time he was completely absent and that simply wouldn’t do. You gave him a week to himself and he still hasn’t returned home. This will simply not do.

And that’s how you find yourself at the door of his studio, at 2 AM, covered in layers of jackets and holding a bag of the dinner you’d made him today- just like you have done every day the past week.

You hesitate outside the studio, looking intently at the door as you contemplate knocking. You know he’s there, instinctively and also because you asked his manager. Huffing out another deep breath you knock on the door.

Silence.

That’s all there is for a minute before you try to open the door yourself, surprised to find it unlocked. You enter the room which reeks of the familiar scent that screams everything hobi- sunshine, flowers and carefree happiness, only to find your boyfriend curled up on the couch hugging his knees with his head down. You close the door slowly and go near him, he's shivering. The sight of him shatters your heavy heart and you reach out to caress him.

"hobi...", your voice comes out as a meek plea.

He shudders for a second and lifts his head up to look at you. His eyes are bloodshot, his usually plump cheeks stained with tears and his heart-shaped mouth in a frown. You drop to your knees and hold his face in your hands, helping him look at you eye to eye. His eyes immediately dart down and he lowers his knees. Just as he can try to push you away you sit next to him on the couch and turn him towards you. You hold his hand with a grip that tells him that he cannot run anymore.

"Please leave me alone." He begs, more tears streaming down his exhausted and ashamed face. You offer him a smile, not one of pity or empathy, just a smile of love.

"You had enough time. I won't let you hurt on your own."

Your voice comes out harsher than you intended but it works as he looks up, eyes now curious. In that second of pure vulnerability, he looks like a child. You reach out and wipe those damned tears away from his face and he leans into your touch.

When he talks again his voice cracks, "I knew I would end up hurting you eventually."

"You didn't hurt me hoba." He looks at me pointedly, "Of course, I did... look at us. I spent a week in the studio because I am too fucked in the head to be with you. All the other guys went home and are happily resting with their partners and I left you alone after months of being away... all because I feel like a fraud. Because I can't figure out why I am this way and why I never have any of me to give you. When I should be giving all of me to the one I love with my whole heart."

By this time he is on your lap, your fingers running through his hair, his hands holding your other hand for dear life.

"Everyone is a little messed up in the head. But it is even harder for someone like you who spends all his time giving every bit of happiness and kindness to everyone around you." You hear him sigh and he starts drawing patterns on your palm as you do the same with his scalp. "I don't really do all that you know..", he sounds unsure and you sense the venom of self-hate dripping in his tone.

"They call you human sunshine for a reason hobi."

He freezes in place for a second and nods slightly. You pause for a minute to look at him, really look at this exhausted, loving human who does so much for everyone around him and so little for himself. He notices the long pause and starts with his patterns again on your palm and settles on your lap. You realise that he needs to see himself for all he is and accept all that as it comes. And you hope he will let you stand with him the whole way.

"Hobi, you are human sunshine. I know it makes you happy to make everyone smile, to take care of your brothers and friends. I know you love being the reason to light up someone's day and being their hope. I also know that you do that because it's what gives you hope for yourself. But...". You pause to gauge his reactions but he shows none and taking that as a good sign you continue.

"But the thing is you are not sunshine... you are human. To be human is to understand that where there is sunshine there is also midnight rain. The more you give, the more you need to. To be sunshine is to burn yourself for others and that is not good for you. So it is okay for you to take your time. To soak in your rain, to be silent and just receive. It's okay for you to rest and pause... Hobi, it's okay for you to receive my love and happiness so that you can give it back tenfolds. You are human and you need your own dose of sunshine too."

He looks up at me with wet big eyes, this time the heart-shaped mouth turned upwards. He slowly gets up, never letting your hand go and moves closer and pulls you in a hug. He holds on to you until there is no space between both of you and rests his head on your shoulder. You reach out one hand to caress the back of his head and hold him by the waist in the other hand.

Time ceases to move as you both sit there, him slightly whimpering into your shoulders and you trying to ease all the pain from him. Hoping that the personification of hope himself will learn to accept himself- one deep breath and a tear at a time. Hoping that he can learn to embrace the rain that follows Hoseok by being the sunshine that j-hope is.

I can’t stop thinking about the lyric parallels and the manifestation caused by castle’s crumbling, mean and long live.

On one hand we have “someday I’ll be long enough so you can’t hit me”… we all know how that turned out to be so drastically true!

Then there’s “if god forbid fate should step in…” and “… please tell ‘em my name” to “ask me why so many fade but I’m still here”

She manifested and worked tf hard for these. But the on other side of the scale you also have “I feel like my castle’s crumbling down and I watch all my bridges burn to the ground”… the anxiety of this happening led her straight to “my castle crumbled over night” and “bridges burned I never learned”.

Okay I’ve made myself too sad over these 😭🥺💔

🎶 she’s an actress, she’s better known for the way she surfs-down-a-slide-in-the-genovian-palace-in-the-princess-diaries-2 on the mattress 🎶

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Requests are open Fics

BTS

Homecoming - Yoongi fic [oneshot] [angst, fluff, happy ending]

Where There's Sunshine, there's Midnight Rain - J-Hope fic [oneshot] [est rel, angst, fluff]

Growing into Love - Jin fic [oneshot] [fluff, angst, arranged marriage trope]

epitome of love - Jimin drabble [drabble] [pure fluff, birthday drabble for my bias]

SVT

Be My Valentine - Vernon fic [Mini Series] [Completed] [friends to lovers, fluff, angst]

Sweet Nothing with Shua - Joshua fic [oneshot] [est rel, angst, fluff, happy ending]

In the Night - Mingyu fic [oneshot] [fluff, pure fluff, friends to lovers, clg bf Mingyu]

If This Was a Movie - Wonwoo fic [Mini Series] [ongoing] [angst, fluff, slight crack, second chance trope, strangers to lovers, non-idol!au]

New Year's Day - Mingyu fic [oneshot][fluff, pure fluff, friends to lovers, clg!au]

decipher you - Woozi fic [oneshot] [angst, yearning, established relationship, marriage, fluff ending, idol husband! jihoon]

Svt as specific tropes - ot13 | random imagine scenarios

SKZ

Mr Gorgeous - Lee Know fic [oneshot] [college au, tutor trope, fluff, crack, angst]

Dancing With Our Hands Tied - Hyunjin fic [oneshot][college au, dancers, friends to lovers, fluff, crack, angst]

Shower of Flowers- Seungmin fic [oneshot] [fluff, pure fluff, friends to lovers, clg bf]

Easy - Changbin fic [oneshot] [fluff, slighttt angst, boyfriend binnie, very fluffy, kind of a drabble]

Stuck with you - Seungmin fic [oneshot] [fluff, friends to lvoers, college au, singer seungmin, clg bf!seungmin]

Maybe - Jeongin fic [oneshot] [fluff, friends to lovers, unrequited love, best friend Jeongin, winter weather, angsty yearning]

If you like poems, you can read mine here!

sorry but i know the i can see you music video looks cute and fun and it is but also, as someone who has spent the last decade and a half as a swiftie, its literally so sad watching her run out of the museum while her entire past gets blown up

It’s very much in character for me to have gotten shit-faced drunk and cried about how bts saved my life and for my equally shit-faced friend to tell me that they would love me if they knew me and me repeating it back to them

(And repeat the whole thing atleast 10 mins according to the video proof)