❝B-but I'm from 1860 America....❞ The seven young men exchanged glances, unsure of what to do. Finally one man cleared his throat. ❝I'm sorry, miss, but you're in 2018 South Korea, now.❞ When Abigail Carver falls through her closet, she finds she's just done the impossible: time travel. Now, stuck with outlandish and...
What if Jungkook was never the 'Golden Maknae.' What if Jin was never the 'Third Guy From the Left.' What if BTS was never BTS. What if reality was rewritten. And it was all because of one girl. [Status]: Completed/ Editing [Award]: BTS Fanfiction Awards (Creativity)
We were reckless. How did we get from kissing to you pinning me to the wall to us both on the floor in a tangle of limbs? We made an explosion that day, Park Jimin. And now, we are suffering the consequences of it.