BTS Imagines

Artist/Idol: Suga Idol x Reader Artist

*Trigger Warning- it's gonna be soft and fluffy and heart aching as our semi-sweet lil meow meow. (A/N: Actually this chapter will be a bit more angst now that I think about it. Still if this your thing the read along if not check out my other stuff). So if you're butt hurt and want to look for more obscene ff, then check out my other imagines or read my other stories on my account. This is gonna be an AU where Suga is a solo artist/idol. 

Music is from a Vlive Suga did and this is just the extended version done by RYUSERALOVER on their YT channel. 

[e/c]- eye color

[h/c]- hair color

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Third POV:

"WOOOOOOHHHOH!" The crowd goes wild and in that blur the concert hall echoes "Suga! Suga! Suga!"

He would be happy in this moment as he seemingly smiled to the cameras around him despite being blinded and burnt out from the stage lights and near-complete deaf from the noise. He's learned how to perform perfectly even when he's handicapped on stage.

He memorized his performance for Seesaw and it's his personal favorite as the song reminded him of someone...

A special someone that he let go...

3 years ago...

Yoongi was wandering around Czech Republic admiring the countless gothic buildings that surround him as his feet danced to it's own tune on the cobblestone road.

Being here was like being invited to be a character for a fairytale as this place had drawn him in with its feminine architecture and ethereal attractions of nature.

He is grateful for capitalism for bringing him here, but he also curses the system for providing him misery and expectations to live up to, and it doesn't help that most capital cities are flashy and enticing with the busy nature of people, yet those who have lived under those areas can see the deprived and deteriorated nature of people, living in skyscraping buildings that stands for a depressing ladder between the sky and Earth. 

They drain themselves from their childlike creative side and blend in with the murk of their city's pollution, eventually one with the dreaded grey environment. 

Even though Seoul is where his home is and that's the place he needs to go back, he found himself wandering elsewhere, not paying attention until ducks quacked and he snapped out of it.

He's at a local pond standing on a dark wooden bridge and going near to the railing to watch his tired face reflecting from the water.   

And off to his right side he notices a [h/c] hair woman, sitting down on the bench, backpack on the ground, while she had a notebook and pencil while listening to some music through her earbuds.

He walked closer to her and since had his sensitive ears tuned, he recognized that girl was listening to one of his compositions that he produced for another artist. 

Off course he wanted to talk to her, but his feet planted him there and he watches her, while lacking the self-awareness that his goo-goo eyes could be considered rude as the woman grew discomfort with someone targeting her.

That's when she looked up and her [e/c] eyes meet his. 

She felt ecstatic to get an attractive man's attention but at the same time she's skeptical about his motives, and that didn't help her when he basically stared down at her, making it even more difficult for her to interact with him.