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BTS DRABBLE

Anon Request: Your kid/s get lost in a store or mall. 

Tags: BTS, Bangtan Boys, Bangtan Seonyendan, Bulletproof BoyScouts, Beyond the Scene, BTS Drabble, Anon request, Anon ask, dad!Bangtan, Husband AU, Dad AU, Seokjin x you, Yoongi x you, Hoseok x you, Namjoon x you, Jimin x you, Taehyung x you, Jungkook x you, Fluff

Genre: Fluff

Taglist: @dreamy-joon​

Title: Where were you?

KIM SEOKJIN

“Ah, Hyo, isn’t this cute?” You say, as you hold up a tiny newborn outfit, soft and silky, covered in petite yellow ducks marching across the pristine white fabric. 

Your teenage daughter scarcely looks up from her phone, leaning against the nearby shelf of neatly folded baby clothes, as she replies in a slightly bored tone, popping her gum noisily, “Yeah mom, it’s cute. Can we go now?” 

“We have to wait for dad to get back.” You reply, rolling your eyes slightly, as you keep the outfit held securely in one hand and continue to browse through the racks of infant clothing. “What about you, baby?” You ask quietly, glancing down at your distended abdomen, resting a palm on the swollen belly, as the baby gives a few kicks in response to your voice. “You like the outfit, right?” 

Glancing up once more, a small smile on your lips, you start to say, “Mish, what do you…..” Before you stop abruptly, jaw going slack as you look around the area, realizing, quite suddenly, just now, that your younger daughter is nowhere to be seen. “Hyo.” You say seriously, setting down the baby outfit as you spin on your heel to double check the surrounding aisles of clothes, starting to feel your heartbeat frantically in your chest when you still don’t catch a sight of Mishil. “Where’s your sister?” 

“I dunno. I didn’t know I was in charge of watching her.” Hyo looks up from her phone, rolling her eyes. 

You ignore her attitude, too focused on the panic that is filling your chest, as you walk quickly and firmly down to the next aisle, your breath catching in your throat as you turn the corner and Mishil is still nowhere in sight. Hurrying back to Hyo, you pull your phone from your purse as you grab her arm, ignoring her complaints as you say fearfully, “Hyo, we need to call dad. I don’t know where Mishil is.” 

“Hey, jagi. I’m finally finished.” 

You glance up, relief filling your chest, as you see your husband appear around the corner of the baby section, his newly clipped and styled hair gelled back from his forehead, a large grin on his features, although the look of amusement instantly leaves his face as he catches sight of you, and hurrying to your side, he grips your hand, as he asks worriedly, “What’s wrong?” 

“I can’t find Mishil.” You say, your voice starting to tremble, as you bite your lip to keep the tears at bay. 

“Okay, it’s okay, Jagi.” Jin can sense that you’re on the verge of crying, so he pulls you to his chest and runs a hand soothingly over your hair as he speaks calmly into your ear. “I’m sure she just wandered a few aisles over. Let’s go look.” 

“I checked the next aisles already and she….” You start to say, voice thick with unshed tears, hands suddenly trembling against the fabric of Jin’s jacket, but before you can say anything else, a voice sounds from behind you. 

“Mama? Dad? Is everything okay?” 

“Oh my gosh, Mish!” you cry out, rushing toward your younger daughter and crushing her to you, as she glances over your shoulder in confusion at her father and older sister. “Never ever wander away like that again!” You pull her back from you, hands on her shoulders, as you sternly address her, a tear leaking from your eye and dripping down your cheek. “I was so worried about you!” 

“Sorry, mom.” Mishil says, looking down at her feet in slight shame at the look of absolute relief on your features. “I just wandered over to the toy section. And look!” Her features light up as she lifts her hand to show you a soft, cuddly toy bunny held in her palm. “Isn’t this perfect for the baby?” 

You can’t help it as you let out a strangled laugh of relief and hug her tightly once more. “Yes, Mish, that’s perfect.”

MIN YOONGI

Min Yoongi is not one to panic. 

However, in this moment, in the middle of the busy Korean grocery shop, as he grips your hands in his own, trembling with worry, and looks at you with fear in his wide dark eyes, he is the most panicked you have ever seen him. 

And you can’t blame him. 

“Now, tell us one more time, what does your daughter look like and what is she wearing?” The woman behind the customer service counter asks calmly, jotting down notes as the two of you stand before her. 

“We told you already.” Yoongi quickly replies, and you can sense the panic in his tone quickly turning to irritation, as his fingers drum across the backs of your knuckles. “Her name is Jag-Eun, she’s four, she has dark hair and it’s pulled back in braids today, and she’s wearing a flower raincoat and pink rain boots.” 

“She was with me in the produce section one moment, and then she was gone.” You say, biting your trembling lower lip, as your insides tumble in turmoil and your heart beats loud in your chest. “Please. We’ve looked everywhere.” 

“Don’t worry, Mr. and Mrs. Min.” The woman behind the counter offers you a sympathetic smile, though it does nothing to calm your worry. “We’ve made an announcement to all the staff. They’re looking now. And we have all the exits secured, so no one can leave with your daughter. I’m sure we’ll find her soon.”

“Damn it all.” Yoongi swears under his breath harshly. “I’m not just going to stand here and wait.” 

He pulls you away from the counter and the surprised woman without another word, and you hurry to catch up to him, as he jogs down aisle after aisle of the large grocery store, pushing past people without so much as an excuse as he calls your toddler’s name over and over again with increasing frequency. 

“Jag-Eun! Jag-Eun!” 

“Yoongi, stop.” You finally say, pulling him to a stop, as you lean over to catch your breath, before straightening to face him, as he glances back at you in impatience. “We’ve checked all these aisles once already. She’s not here.” 

“She can’t have gone far.” He pants, glancing to the left and right, eyes sweeping the store desperately for your missing daughter. “She’s four for hell’s sake.” 

You open your mouth to answer him, but before you can, you see a store employee coming toward the two of you, and holding your breath as he approaches, you wait, as he reaches you and says, “Mr. and Mrs. Min? Come with me please.” 

Your heart is back in your throat at his words as he leads you down to the opposite end of the store, Yoongi’s fingers gripped tightly between your own, every step heavy and filled with worry. 

The employee leads you down an aisle that holds large packages of toilet paper and paper towels, and stopping at about the middle, motions with his head to a covey created by the packages on the bottom shelf. And finally, he offers you a smile. “I think we found your daughter.” 

You release Yoongi’s hand, and crouching down to peer back into the shelter created by the packages of paper, you can just make out Jag-Eun’s crouched form, her pink rain boots bent beneath her, as she happily and quietly plays with her doll against the racks of shelving. 

“Jag-Eun.” You breathe out in a sigh of relief, and your daughter’s dark eyes peer back at you as she turns to look at you. “Can you come to mommy, please?” 

“Will you get mad at me?” She hesitates, clutching her doll to her chest. 

“No, mini.” Yoongi crouches down beside you, and you can feel the relief rolling off of him in waves now that your daughter has been located. “You’re not in trouble. We’re just happy to have you back.”

JUNG HOSEOK

You look up from placing items on the checkout stand as Hobi appears at your side, slamming two boxes of sneakers down on the counter beside you, before he shoots you a triumphant grin. 

“There. Done.” He raises a brow at you as he pushes Kyong up beside him, ruffling his dark hair as he says proudly, “I found them both sneakers that fit. And it didn’t even take that long.” 

“Good job, baby.” You say teasingly, leaning over to kiss him quickly, before you glance into the boxes at the sneakers and grimace slightly, turning to him with a pout on your lips as you whine, “Hobi! Did you have to let them pick such awful colors?” 

“Hey! I’ll have you know, they picked these themselves. I just helped with sizes.” He holds up each color of converse shoes defensively, the canvas painted garishly olive green on one and mustard yellow on the other. “Are you saying our twins have bad taste?” 

“No.” You laugh, turning back to the woman at the checkout counter as you slide the shoe boxes across for her to scan. “Ky, Ko, good job.” You turn to face the boys, and it’s in that moment, that you realize that only Kyong is standing beside his father. Korain is nowhere to be seen. 

“Hobi.” You ask warningly, glancing to the other registers to make sure he’s not hiding nearby to trick you. “Where’s our other son?” 

“What?” Hobi glances up from where he is looking at gums and candy with Kyong in surprise, whirling in a circle to see if you’re being serious. “He was right here!” 

“Are you telling me,” You sigh, pressing the bridge of your nose with your fingers in exasperation. “That you lost one of our kids? You were only alone with them for ten minutes!” 

“I swear, jagi.” Hobi says, hands held up in panic, as he darts around the checkout stand to check behind it on either side. “He was just with us! Right, Ky?” 

“I don’t know.” Kyong, who still hasn’t looked up from the rows of candy, shrugs slightly. “Ko stayed to look at shoes.” “And you didn’t say anything?!” Hobi practically shrieks, before turning to you and offering you a painfully normal looking grin as he backs away slowly. “Look, I’ll go get him. Stay here.” 

“We will.” You shout after him sarcastically, before you turn back to the cashier, offering her a smile as you pay for the items bagged at the end of the counter. 

Ten minutes later, you’re standing by the exit to the store, Kyong happily sucking on a lollipop, when Hobi reappears, dragging a very grumpy and very disheveled looking Korain behind him. 

“Where was he?” You ask as they reach you, taking Korain from his father’s grasp to look over him, and smooth his hair, making sure he’s not hurt in any way. 

“At the shoes like Ky said.” Hobi rolled his eyes, brushing past you out the door as he took the bags from your hands. “We had a long talk about staying with parents.” 

“Can I have a lolli too?” Korain asks, glaring in Kyong’s direction as the other twin sticks out his tongue around his sucker. 

“No.” You say, your hand firm on his arm as you guide the twins from the store. “I think you’ve done enough for one day.”

KIM NAMJOON

“Moonie, stay right here, okay? I need to change Hana.” 

You wait for the boy to nod at your directions, before you spread out a blanket on the changing table and lay the baby down, happily gurgling and waving her hands at you, as you dig in the diaper bag for a spare diaper. 

“That’s a good girl. Aren’t you the best girl, Hana?” You coo to her, as you give her a toy to hold to distract and keep her still as you begin to strip off her clothes and change her messy diaper. 

“Moonie, can you hand me the lotion?” you ask over your shoulder, one hand keeping the baby on the changing table, the other stretched out blindly behind you, waiting for your older son to put the lotion into your palm. 

When nothing happens, and Hana struggles beneath you to roll over and ist up, you sigh heavily and glance over your shoulder, saying sternly, “Moon-soo, I need....” Your voice dies as you see the spot where Moon-soo had been standing only moments earlier, now empty. 

He’s gone. 

“Damn it.” You say under your breath, hurrying to finish putting on Hana’s new diaper and redress her, before you sweep her up into your arms and throw the diaper bag over your shoulder, pushing out of the bathroom door hurriedly as you glance around the large open space of the center of the mall. “Damn it damn it damn it.” 

You almost crash into another woman entering the bathroom in your attempt to hurry outside, and muttering an apology, you ask hurriedly, “Have you seen a little boy pass by here? He’s wearing a red sweater and he’s about this tall.” You motion with your hand. 

She shakes her head with a sorry and you hurry past her, hoisting Hana higher onto your hip as you start to feel worry build in your stomach as you walk at a clipped pace around the courtyard, calling Moon-soo’s name. 

After several minutes of searching, you feel tears start to burn the back of your eyes, and digging into your diaper bag for your phone, you call Namjoon, relieved when he picks up on the second ring. 

“Hey, Jagi.” 

“Joon. I can’t find Moon-soo.” You blurt out over his hello, barreling onward without a breath as you continue to walk around the courtyard once more. “We’re at the mall, and I had to change Hana and I told him to stay, but he didn’t listen and I’ve been all alround the courtyard and I can’t find him and....” 

“Whoa, okay, slow down, jagi.” Namjoon says through the phone, when you pause to take in a shaking breath. “I’m sure he’s not far. Did you check the rides? He loves those.” 

“I already did.” You nod, holding the phone out of Hana’s grasp as she reaches upward with chubby fingers. “And the candy store and the benches he likes to hide behind.” 

“Okay.” Namjoon sighs, and you can hear his tone take on a slight sound of worry through the speaker. “Did you check in the bushes?” 

“Ma’am?” 

You whirl around at the feel of someone tapping your shoulder, and the security guard offers you a sympathetic smile, as he mouths to you, glancing over at your phone, “Is he yours?” 

Your eyes drop to the security guard’s side and Moon-soo is clutching his hand tightly, contentedly sucking on a sucker, a fake badge sticker stuck proudly to the front of his red sweater. 

“Never mind, Joon.” You hurry to say, already moving to hang up. “I found him.” 

“Thank you so much.” You say to the guard, as he nods and smiles, leaving Moon-soo at your feet. “Moonie.” You gasp out in relief, before falling to your knees and crushing him to you in a hug, Hana giggling as she’s pressed between the two of you. “You scared mommy.” 

“Sorry mommy.” Moon-soo says, his voice muffled by your coat and the stick of his sucker poking you sharply in the shoulder. “But I got a sucker!” 

PARK JIMIN

You step out of the dressing room, a little self conscious, as your heels tap across the tile floor and the red dress hugs curves that were not currently noticeable before you had Park Jimin’s second baby, but stepping out into the small showroom, your fears are instantly put at ease by your husband’s reaction. 

“Shit. You look great.” Jimin breathes as you enter and come to stand in front of the mirror, tugging at some of the bunched fabric around your waist as your hands smooth nervously over the material of your skirt.

“Really?” you question, looking hard at yourself in the mirror, as Jimin comes up to stand beside you, the baby on his hip, tiny hands fisted into her father’s shirt, as she contentedly sucks on her pacifier, watching you with wide eyes from Jimin’s arms. 

“Really, baby.” Jimin says, leaning over to kiss your cheek, as he offers you a grin in the reflection of the mirror. “You go back to the office in that outfit, and they won’t know what hit them.” 

“You’re biased, Park.” You reply teasingly, sticking your tongue out at him as he winks at you playfully in the mirror and retreats back to his seat, settling the baby comfortably into his lap as you take one last look at your reflection in the mirror. With a sigh, you turn to him and say, “Well, I guess I should change back.” 

Taking a step toward the dressing room, you pause, eyes widening as you turn back to Jimin. “Chim, where’s Yun Hee?” 

“What? She’s right….” He trails off, slight surprise in his tone, as he glances over to the abandoned pile of toys sitting on the floor. 

“Damn it.” You swear, hurrying down the hall and back to the dressing room, as you call out over your shoulder, “You check outside. I’ll check back here.” 

Muttering under your breath as you trip over the heels, you kick them off, gathering the skirt of the dress into your hands as you hurry down the aisles of the dressing rooms, peeking under the door of each one as you call out, “Yun Hee? Baby girl, it’s mommy! Where are you?” 

Pushing open the unlocked doors as you go, and finding nothing, you’re starting to panic, when you hear a familiar giggle sound behind you, and you glance over your shoulder, just in time to see a dark head of hair and a glimpse of a yellow dress disappear into one of the rooms you had already checked. 

Stomach filling with relief, you backtrack, and carefully pushing open the door, you see a giggling Yun Hee settled onto a corner of the bench, curled into a ball and looking pleased with herself as she meets your eyes and says softly, “You found me! You won hide and seek, mommy.” 

Breathing out a sigh of relief, you offer her a smile as you reach for your hand. “Good hiding, Yun Hee. Now. Let’s go tell daddy I won so he doesn’t worry.”

KIM TAEHYUNG

“Here’s the milk, mom.” 

Your daughter appears at your side as she sets down the gallon of milk onto the conveyer belt, sliding it carefully in between the loaf of bread and the basket of apples, before she glances behind you thoughtfully. 

“Where’s dad?” 

“What?” you ask, distracted by looking through your wallet for your credit card, as you glance up at her, pausing in your movements. “What do you mean?” 

“Where’s dad?” Ara repeats again, motioning behind you, as you glance over your shoulder to see that Taehyung is indeed not behind you in line. “I thought he was with you.” 

‘No.” You sigh, finally pulling out your card and handing it to the cashier. “I sent him to get eggs and he said he’d just come back with you.” 

“I didn’t see him.” Ara shrugs, reaching out to pluck a pack of gum from the shelf before she sets it down among the other groceries. “He must be lost.” 

“More likely, he got distracted.” You say beneath your breath, as you thank the cashier and take your card from her, pushing the cart full of newly bagged groceries toward the exit. “Come on, Ara.” 

“Where are we going?” Your daughter asks, as she jogs to keep up with you. 

“Customer service.” You reply, coming to a stop beside the desk as you turn to the woman behind the counter with a tight smile. “Hi. I’ve lost someone. Can I use your intercom?” 

“Of course, ma’am.” The woman replies back politely, handing you the mouthpiece over the counter as she continues gently, “Have you lost your child?” 

“No actually.” You say, as Ara stifles her laughter from behind you at the woman’s question. ‘My husband.” 

The woman’s eyes grow wide and surprise flashes across her face, but she can’t speak, as you put the mouthpiece up to your lips and announce over the intercom system, your words echoing around the store, “Kim Taehyung, if you’re not up to the service desk in three minutes, your daughter and I will be leaving without you.” 

Handing the phone back to the woman, you offer her a smile, her features covered in shock, and bow your head as you say casually, “Thank you very much.” 

Exactly two minutes and forty three seconds later, Taehyung screeches to a halt beside you and Ara, and leaning over to kiss your cheek, he takes the cart from your hands and begins to push it toward the exit as if nothing had happened, saying lightly, “There you two are. I’ve been waiting forever.” 

Rolling your eyes, you slap him playfully on the back as he grins back at you over his shoulder. “That’s the second time this month, Tae. Next time, I’m not going to make an announcement before I leave you.” 

“That’s my girl.” Taehyung winks at you and Ara laughs beside him.

JEON JUNGKOOK

“Okay, I’ll get detergent and you get nausea meds.” Jungkook recaps, as the two of you enter the store, Daeseok’s hand clutched in your own as he tries to pull away from you to look at the brightly colored fruits on display. 

“Done.” You nod, and Jungkook flashes you a grin, before he takes off at a jog to the other side of the store. 

You pull Daeseok along with you toward the pharmacy, and standing in front of the shelves full of medicine, you try to keep him by your side as you scan the labels carefully, looking for the one your doctor recommended to keep your morning sickness at bay. 

“Finding everything alright, ma’am?” A young store associate approaches you with a smile. 

“Actually, could you help me find this?” You hand him the piece of paper that your doctor had scrawled on, pulling down your face mask as you watch him start to peruse the boxes of medicine for the right one. 

“Ah, here you go.” The young man hands you what you’re looking for with another bright smile. “Anything else I can do?” 

“No, thank you.” You reply, offering him another round of sincere thanks as he heads off once more. “Daeseok, let’s go meet dad…..” You start to say, whirling on your heel to see that your son is no longer beside you. 

Damn it all. You had let go of his hand. 

“Daeseok?” you hurry around the corner of the aisle, glancing left and right as you scan down the aisles of food and medicine as you stride back toward the front of the store. Reaching the front checkouts once more, you spin a few circles, watching the crowds of people for your son, as you worry starts to grow. 

“Hey, jagi. Everything okay?” Jungkook is at your side, a bottle of laundry detergent held in his hand, as he sees the look of fear on your face. “What’s wrong?” 

“Daeseok, he…” You start to say, but can’t finish for the lump in your throat. 

“Okay. Come on.” Jungkook says, and you can see that he’s trying to stay calm for you as he sets down the detergent and takes your hand, pulling you back the way you came. “We’ll look together.” 

You walk the aisles at a clipped pace, taking turns calling out your son’s name, as the worry and panic just continues to grow deep within your gut, adding to your already roiling nausea. 

Coming to the end of another row, you look to Jungkook, almost in tears, to see his gaze drawn to something at the far end of the store, and suddenly he’s pulling you quickly after him, as you stumble along beside him, asking breathlessly, “Where are we going?” 

He doesn’t answer, instead pulling you around the corner of the aisle, and there, at the end of the corridor, is your son, standing at the feet of a large pink bunny balloon, floating over the toy section, eyes wide with wonder as he stares upward. 

“Daeseok!” You break from Jungkook’s hold as your son turns at his name and sweep him into your arms, pressing kisses all over his face. “Where did you go? Mommy was so worried!” 

“Look daddy!” Daeseok crows from the safety of your arms, pointing upward at the giant bunny above you. “I found Cooky!”

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BTS Crush On You: Truth or Dare [Jungkook version]

Crush On You: RM // Jin // Suga // J-Hope // Jimin // V 

Care Package To You: RM // Jin // Suga // J-Hope // Jimin // V

New Fiction Masterlist here

The initial scenario

Tonight had been planned for ages. You, all your girl friends and the boys. Everyone had been so busy lately with their heavy schedules of work, studying, the lot and everyone agreed that on the next night they were all available, you’d have a sleepover at one of your friend’s shared student houses (which was to be free with it being the holidays,) just like old times and to take time out from your young adult lives.

For some reason, you were never too old to be playing the classic game of truth or dare. In the spacious living room, already in your pyjamas, the group of you sat in a wide circle, some on the floor, some on the sofa, and sleeping bags were scattered everywhere. Many drinks had been consumed and now a space in the middle had been cleared for one of your empty bottles.

One of your friends spins the bottle and you all watch to see who it chooses….

Truth

“Truth” Jungkook decides the moment the bottle stops in this direction.

Jungkook wasn’t actually in the mood for much truth telling this evening as he engaged in this game of truth or dare with this friends. At first, he was super excited about this sleepover idea to catch up with some of his best friends, but then something happened that made him feel tense.

Maybe it was the busy schedule not allowing him much time to think of anything else or maybe it was just that he hadn’t thought about it before really but... Well, a few weeks ago, he’d met up with you for a coffee and a chat when you were both on a lunch break working nearby and had time to spare.

It was just a normal situation; two friends meeting up to catch up and take a short amount of timeout from their busy lives. At the time, it was a normal situation to Jungkook as he spoke to you about his week and he listened to what you had to say about yours.

Then a few days later, he daydreamed in the middle of work about your meet up thinking ‘ahh I miss being able to get more little opportunities like that to see friends...’

...and then a day or two after that, he was thinking about how funny a joke you made was and it made him giggle like a little girl just thinking about it sat on his own at home...

...and then a day after that, he found himself daydreaming yet again. This time though, he sort of weirded himself out. At first, he was thinking about the coffee and the chat... but then his brain made up a scenario in which he kissed you before you went back to work / studying.

He shook his head and told himself it was his imagination getting carried away because maybe life right now felt a bit boring and his mind wanted something interesting to happen.

It got to the point where thought of you fondly with a smile every day. He was excited about the sleepover just to see you... not that he would admit that to anyone and not even fully admit that to himself. Two days before though, he found himself becoming nervous at the idea of this sleepover.

Would you all be playing the same games as before? Would it just be a movie marathon? Was this sleepover going to entail anything in which his heart would pound out of his chest from his nervousness?...

Then just hours before arriving to the friend’s house, he realised it wasn’t a nervous feeling inside at the idea of sitting next to you on the sofa whilst watching movies, or the idea of his friends getting to kiss you for a dare... 

His inner voice freaked a little “oh my god! I have a crush on y/n!”

“Right guys...” says y/f/n. “What deep dark secret do we want to know about our Kookie?”

“I have no ‘deep dark’ secrets” smiles Jungkook confidently. He wasn’t dumb enough to reveal that much about himself to his friends. As one of the youngest of the group, whenever Jungkook had announced or confessed something in the past, everyone would tease him. Not in a horrible way, just things like ‘aw he’s all grown up!’ and ‘bless him!’

Yeah, no, not tonight he thinks.

“Alright then” interrupts Hoseok. “The last person you met up with outside of work and not including this sleepover tonight; they are standing right in front of you, naked in all their glory and... you’re trapped in a lift with them. What do you do? Go!”

Jungkook has a think about the last person he met outside of work commitments... 

“Wait, wait a minute... Why would someone be naked in a lift?” laughs Jungkook.

“They just are! Come on Kookie, don’t hold up the game” Hoseok chuckles, pushing for an answer.

“Hang on, lemme think” stalls Jungkook, waving a hand about and accidentally whacking your knee in the process.

“Ah! Jungkook-ah!” you exclaim, overexaggerating the impact in jest.

Then Jungkook realizes that the last person he met up with was you. He hadn’t had much time for coffees and chats since. Oh, wait there was that one family member... oh wait, no; that was a few days before.

He decides to pretend it was his cousin, trying not to think of your in that way.

“Oh god! I know it’s legal and all but I would never do that with my cousin!” he laughs, a little over the top. “Especially since the last time I met him he told me about...”

"...his new girlfriend” you say, finishing his sentence. “You told me about that when we met for coffee the other week.

“Oh... yeah...” replies Jungkook, a little annoyed he’s been caught out there. “I suppose the last person I met up with was y/n then...”

Everyone jeers jokingly at the idea that it’s two of their friends in this hypothetical situation.

“Hahaha! Get in Jungkook!” jokes Jimin, completely unaware like the rest of you of what is going through Jungkook’s mind.

You decide to chip in with the joke and play along with the situation by scooting closer to Jungkook - “Oh no! We’re in this lift, trapped, and I’m all naked Jungkook!” you over dramatically act out, draping yourself over his lap “Take me Jungkook! Take me!” 

Everybody is pissing themselves laughing at your little piece which allows Jungkook some time to think about how to react to this situation. The laughter dies down a bit and Jungkook figures that should be his queue to give an answer.

“I would take off my jacket,” begins Jungkook, actually removing the hoodie he was wearing, “and I would tell y/n it’s far too chilly to be naked, maybe ask if she needs to be sectioned...” he continues making everyone laugh once again as he makes you sit up and as you sit with your knees in front of you. 

He crouches in front of you and places his hoodie over your shoulders, tugging gently at the front to keep it around you. The two of you make eye contact for a moment; it’s not brief but not ever so long either. Long enough to catch each other’s gaze, but not long enough for you to figure out the meaning of the way he just looked at you.

Going back to sitting next to you, Jungkook continues. “and then we would just talk until someone fixes the lift.”

“Ah, fair, fair” says Hoseok with a shrug, not quite getting as juicy an answer as he was hoping for.

“Wait, wait, wait!” interrupts y/f/n. “Jungkook, are you honestly saying that there’s a naked girl in front of you literally begging you to take her... and you aren’t going to do anything about it?”

“I just did say I’d do something about it” defends Kook.

“Are you seriously saying you guys wouldn’t fuck?” adds Seokjin.

“Seokjin!” you exclaim, a little embarrassed now.

“Why would two people fuck in a lift of all places?” asks a confused Jungkook.

“Ah come on! Loads of people do it!” chimes in Hoseok.

“Yeah, well maybe you do,” Jungkook throws back at his friend, “but I’m more classy than that, thank you!”

“Okay, okay, if you say so...” Hoseok sighs, shuffling over to the bottle in the middle. “Let’s see who’s next...”

Dare

“Me again?” huffs Jungkook as the bottle spins his way for the third time in a row.

The entire group of friends had been playing for another 20 minutes now and something in you believed the floor might be at a slight angle as it keeps pointing towards Jungkook, yourself, and Yoongi who is sat on the other side of you.

“I swear you guys are doing this on purpose...”

“The bottle doesn’t lie Jungkook-ah!” protests Jimin. 

Jungkook hadn’t yet picked ‘dare’ as an option so he figures he should probably change things up a bit

“Alright, dare” says Jungkook, eliciting a joking shocked response from most of you and your friends.

“He finally chooses a dare!” exclaims y/f/n with a chuckle.

“Go on then, give it to me!” sighs Jungkook with a gesture of both his hands matching his words as he leans back onto the nearby bit of wall he sits near.

“No one’s done 7 minutes in heaven yet” suggests Jimin.

“Oh come one man!” exclaims Jungkook, quick to sit up again. “Isn’t that a bit old school?”

“Um hello? We’re fully grown adults having a sleepover; we’re already being old school!” Hoseok tells him, picking up the bottle.

“Next person it spins on has to do the 7 minutes with him?” suggests y/f/n.

Hoseok nods in agreement and everybody waits to see who the lucky guy or gal will be.

“Wait! Only if it’s a girl!” requests Jungkook.

“You realise you don’t have to kiss at all in those 7 minutes, right?” you inform him feeling a little humoured by his slight panic.

“Oh... yeah.... I guess I’ve never not....” he replies quietly as the bottle stops to pick........

You.

“Right then!” chirps y/f/n, standing up. “One of my housemates left their room unlocked just in case anyone needed it...”

“Yeah, to sleep in!” says Jungkook as he watches y/f/n walk across to one of the doors surrounding the living area, the one with the number ‘3′.

“I’m sure y/f/n’s housemate won’t mind if you don’t sleep together in there” jokes Yoongi in his usual laid back tone.

“Oooh, is there a problem Jungkook?” challenges Seokjin.

“No!” booms Jungkook a bit too loudly. “I mean, no, not at all” he says more calmly with a lower volume.

“Right y/n” says y/f/n. “Set the timer on you phone for seven minutes” she instructs, pulling you up to your feet.

“Alright” you reply, not at all feeling flustered by this situation and walking towards room 3.

Jungkook scrambles and follows, feeling super nervous about the idea of being locked in a room with you.

Your friend shuts the door behind you two and you can hear your friend - “Alright guys, I’ve got my phone set too; your time starts... now!”

You press the ‘start’ button on the timer on your phone as you and Jungkook both sit on the side of the bed next to each other.

“Uh, so... how do you wanna do this?” you ask.

“We could do or talk about anything, really” he replies with a shrug and a friendly expression.

“How about... since you have been kind enough to let me wear your hoodie all evening so far, I’ll offer something in return” you suggest.

“Like what?” he asks.

“Hmm, let’s think” you hum. “I could let you wear something of mine...” you joke, causing the two of you to giggle. “...Or, I know! Open up to me; what’s the one thing you’ve been keeping to yourself lately that you need to talk to someone about?”

Jungkook’s heart flutters. He has a few things he’s been keeping in... but he couldn’t tell you about one of those things. On the outside, he keeps an appearance of calmly and thoughtfully but on the inside he’s freaking out!

“Okay... I guess that lately, and from tonight, I can’t help but feel like I’m missing out on the social life I used to have”

“Yeah, I get that too” you tell him, rubbing a hand on the back of his shoulder.

“Really?”

“Yeah, I mean, we all went from seeing each other like every week, sometimes almost every day even, and then life just sort of happened and made us all too busy to do that stuff anymore”

“Yeah, I guess so...” he sighs. “And I can’t even remember the last time I went on a night out or had a date...”

“Me neither” you chuckle.

“I know” begins Jungkook, words about to go ahead of his thoughts. “How about we make a deal?”

“I’m interested” you tell him, wondering what he will say next.

“If, by the next time we can both meet up, neither of us has had a date, let’s go some place fancy; we’ll have steak and wine and we’ll ask awkward questions like ‘what’s you favourite animal’ or..”

“So like a date then?” you smile with a brief nervous laugh.

“Well, not exactly, but...”

“Sounds great to me” you grin with a warm feeling inside.

“Wait, really?” he asks, eyebrows raised in surprise.

You reach your hand out for a handshake. “It’s a deal”

Jungkook reaches out a hand to complete the handshake and a firm shake is done.

But neither one of you lets go first. Instead, you linger and look up at each other almost at exactly the same time. Your stares relax as you gaze into one another’s eyes.

“Um, you know, we have about a few minutes left of this dare...” he smiles.

“What did you have in mind...?” you softly reply.

A wave of shock comes over you as Jungkook lets go from the handshake and both his hand move to your sides.

“Tickle fight!” he exclaims, no longer able to bear the tension he was experiencing from holding your hand.

Hardly able to speak from all the giggling - god knows what everyone else can hear or is thinking - you manage to utter “Jungkook!” you squeal, trying you hardest to fight back to tickle him, but it’s no use. You’re squirming about on the bed as he is relentless in tickling you.

“Jungkook! Please stop!” you laugh “I... I can’t....” you puff, trying to catch your breath. “I can’t breath!” you giggle.

“Oh god, sorry” he apologises, finally giving up.

There’s a pause as he allows you to sit up again and recover from the laughing and you hear the door opening and your phone beeping.

You look at the door met by Hoseok who alongside all your other friends had heard nothing but strange laughter toward the end had nothing more to say than just “You guys are fucking weird”

*******

Crush On You: RM // Jin // Suga // J-Hope // Jimin // V

Care Package To You: RM // Jin // Suga // J-Hope // Jimin // V

#yeah ngl I think I wrote too much again so ima just end it here #bts reaction #bts imagine #bts scenarios #bts fluff #jungkook reaction #jungkook scenario #jungkook imagine #jungkook fluff #bts #jungkook #jeon jungkook #bts fiction #jungkook fiction #bts fanfictio #jungkook fanfiction #bts fic #jungkook fic #bts fan fanfiction

[maliby]

Dom (M)

↬ Pairing: Jungkook x Reader ↬ Story Genre: smut, fluff at the end, dom!reader, sub!jungkook, PWP ↬ Warnings in this chapter: unprotected sex, face riding, deepthroat, marking of the body (hickeys and scratches), very light petplay, cum eating, noona kink ↬ Word count: 2.9K ↬ Summary: Your day is going shitty and you just want to fuck the shit out of your boyfriend after he posts a very sexy pic online.

a/n: this is pure filth, I just had these feelings inside of me after some pictures I saw of Jungkook and I just had to let them out somehow, lmao.

9 PM and you were still stuck at work; your feet hurt from wearing high heels all day and you were starting to get a headache from staring at the computer for too long. You wanted nothing more than to just pick up your things and go home to your loving boyfriend Jungkook, but instead, you had to finish a load of paperwork your boss had given you.

Today had been one of those days where everything had ticked you off. You couldn’t quite explain it, but you thought that the added workload, the lack of sex (due to that same workload) and your approaching period were making you extra bitchy and horny, bringing your dom persona straight to the surface.

You usually liked to be the submissive one, going to heaven and back every time your boyfriend choked you out with his cock buried deep inside you, but sometimes you liked to be the one in control. Jungkook loved it when you brought your dom side to play; as soon as he would see that look in your eyes and heard your bossy tone his cock would immediately start getting hard for you.

You were keeping it fairly in control, thinking that you were almost finished and could finally relax, but it wasn’t until you decided to check Instagram that it all went down the drain: Jungkook had posted a shirtless picture of him from your vacation in Hawaii.

You wanted nothing more than just lock your phone and get back to work, but your eyes kept wandering over his naked torso. He had just come out of the water when you decided to take a picture of him; he looked like a god amongst men with his toned golden muscles glistening in the sun and his wet black hair being pushed back. Damn him and his perfect looks. You wanted to wreck him; you wanted to hear him plead for you to give him what he wants, what only you could give him.

Not being able to hold it in any longer you turned off your computer, picked up your purse and started driving home, telling your boss you had some family emergency. At this moment you didn’t care anymore, you would worry about your work tomorrow, for today you had other sticky situations to worry about.

As you parked your car in front of your building you looked up and noticed that the light from your living room was lit up, telling you exactly where your prey of a boyfriend was. You went inside the building and called for the elevator, the ache between your legs being so big that you had to press your hand to your cunt to relief it.

“Come on you stupid elevator, where are you coming from? The moon?” You cursed as you looked at the numbers slowly counting down, the thought of climbing up the stairs briefly passing through your mind.

As soon as the elevator arrived and opened its doors to you, you went inside and quickly punched the button to your floor, checked yourself in the mirror right after; your makeup had run off a little bit, so you applied a bit of concealer to hide your dark circles and an extra coat of your red liquid lipstick that would stay on your mouth even if you were giving the sloppiest of blowjobs.

When the elevator reached your floor you marched down to your door, your hand already inside your purse trying to find your keys; you searched and you searched, but it seemed like they had disappeared into another dimension.

“Fuck this shit.” You cursed to yourself once more, giving up on the hell hole that was a woman’s purse and deciding to knock on your door.

“One second,” you heard your boyfriend say from the other side.

“Hurry up,” you demanded.

“Y/N? Did you forget your keys?”

When he opened the door you swore you could feel the extra slick moistening your underwear - he was wearing nothing but his grey sweatpants that hung oh so nicely on his hips. You couldn’t handle it anymore, you walked inside, closed the door and pushed him to a wall, kissing him fervently.

“Did you miss me that much babe?” He said as he broke the kiss for air.

“Shut up. Get on your knees.” It was at that moment that he knew exactly what he was dealing with, the corner of his lips rising up in a smirk. “What are you smiling at? Do you think this is funny?”

“No,” he rapidly got on his knees and glued his eyes on the floor. He knew that dom Y/N was in the house and that you weren’t gonna take any shit from him.

“Let me tell you about my day. I had to work for twelve hours in front of a computer, wearing tight and uncomfortable clothes, and hearing shit from my boss about being behind on work. I worked so hard, wishing nothing but to finish early so I can come home to spend time with my boyfriend, but when I decide to take a little break to check Instagram what do I see? I see a photo of my half-naked boyfriend looking all mouth watering with all his glorious abs shining in the sun.”

“I’m sorry noona,” he said with his eyes still glued to your feet.

“Did I tell you you could speak? You’re so fucking insolent.” He didn’t say anything further, only bowing his head further down in a sign of submission.

“Do you have any idea of what you did?” You lifted your right leg up and placed your foot on his shoulder, your heel digging into his flesh. “Look up.” When his brown doe eyes met with your drenched underwear you swore you could see his cock twitching, making your desire grow even more. “You see what you have done?” You slightly pulled your panties off to show him the string of your arousal that connected you to your underwear. “Because of you, I couldn’t finish my work. Because of you, I had to come home running. Because of you, I had to almost pleasure myself while waiting for the damn elevator. What do you have to say for yourself?”

“I-I’m sorry noona,” his eyes were still fixed on your glistening cunt, probably thinking of all the things he could do to it.

“Sorry doesn’t cut it my little kookie,” you pressed the back of his shoulder with your foot, forcing him to now be on his hands and knees, “you’re gonna have to beg. Now, be a good boy and follow your noona on all fours like the obedient dog you are.”

The way from the entrance to your bedroom was a short one, but you just wanted to fuck with him a little bit, so you decided to make him crawl around the living room and only then take him to the bedroom. You sat at the edge of the bed with your legs crossed and watched as he waited on his knees for your further instructions.

“Come over here baby,” he crawled a bit more and stopped right in front of you, his face giving signs of the discomfort he must be feeling in his knees. “You are so beautiful,” you said as you observed his features for a moment. “I want you to stand for me.” Once again he didn’t wait a millisecond to obey your commands, immediately standing, his prominent bulge pointing right at your face.

You loved it when he wore those sweatpants with nothing else, it made you go wild, but now you were ready to see them on the floor, so you reached for the hem and yanked them down, leaving him with nothing but his black Calvin Klein boxer briefs that hugged him perfectly.

“You are so hard already from just crawling around the house?” You said as your hand massaged his junk over his underwear making him release tiny little moans. “Look at you, you can barely fit in your underwear anymore.” You slid your hand underneath his underwear and started pumping his cock very slowly, making him moan louder. “Shut up, I don’t want you to make a sound.”

“I-I can’t noona, it feels so good.” He closed his eyes and bit his lip in a state of pure bliss.

“Well if you can’t…” you took off your soaked underwear, turned it into a little ball and put it in his mouth, “I’ll have to find another way.”

You thought that you’d be indifferent to your actions, but watching Jungkook happily sucking on the piece of fabric soaked with your arousal like it was candy made you so excited that you wanted to end all this and just fuck him then and there.

“You can sit in the bed now baby.” When he did as you asked, you hoisted your skirt up and straddled him, your cunt meeting with his bulge. The pressure his hard cock made on your pussy felt so good that you couldn’t help but moan out loud.

“You like that baby? You like how I make your underwear all dirty just like you made mine today at work?” Since he couldn’t talk, he nodded his head 'yes', his hands grabbing at your ass cheeks.

“Why won’t you be a good little boy and get rid of noona’s clothes?” You didn’t have to ask twice, as soon as the question was out of your mouth he ripped your shirt open, buttons popping all over the floor, and reached behind your back to unhook your bra; you let your ruined shirt and bra fall to the floor, the only piece of clothing on you now being the skirt at your waist.

With no layers of clothing standing in your way now (except for your skirt), you moved a bit closer to him, skin rubbing against skin, and attached your mouth to his neck - a spot you knew had him weak. You started sucking on him, having no mercy on his beautiful skin; you wanted to mark him all over, you wanted everyone to know to whom he belongs to - you. Afterwards, you pressed both your hands on his chest and pushed him back so he could lay on the bed and you could have his body as your canvas. You marked his neck, then his chest and his delicious chocolate abs, and then you moved onto his crotch area and pulled down his boxers, freeing his cock.

You teased him and you teased him, leaving kisses everywhere except where he wanted them the most, making him a whimpering mess. “You want me to suck you off baby?”

“Hmm-hmm,” he moaned while nodding his head ‘yes’.

“Mmmm,” you let your mouth get closer and breathed into his dick, teasing him once more. “I will baby,” you grabbed his red tip and slowly started moving your thumb in tandem over it, spreading his pre-cum all over it, “but first you have to do one more thing for me.”

He mumbled something you didn’t understand due to the underwear that was stuffed in his mouth but you imagined it was something along the lines of ‘I’ll do it’.

You moved to meet his face again, your thumb still working on his tip. “I want you to eat me out.”

Your free hand removed your underwear from his mouth so you could hear his sweet voice. “Fuck, yes. I want to taste you so bad noona.” He whimpered, still falling to pieces from your touches.

You let go of his cock and moved your body so it could meet with his mouth, and without any warning, you sat on his face. You almost came on the spot as soon as his tongue met with your clit, the pent up frustration no doubt at fault for that. It all felt so heavenly that soon you were riding his face, your clit hitting his nose and his tongue just running along your folds.

“Oh fuck, that feels so good.” You were nearly there and he knew that, so to give you that extra edge he lifted you a bit with his strong arms and started tongue-fucking you. “Oh yes, don’t you dare stop.” Jungkook’s tongue, as well as all his other muscles,  were very strong, so with the frenetic rhythm that he was going at it didn’t take long for you to cum all over his mouth.

You couldn’t move for a few moments, but after he started to lick you all over again you had to back away, the overstimulation making you shake all over.

“You did so good baby,” you petted his hair like he was a little child, “I think you deserve a reward.”

You didn’t even bother moving down, you just turned around and started going down on him in a fake 69 position (due to you being the only one doing oral sex). You started off soft, just giving little licks here and there until eventually, he was deepthroating you as you massaged his balls. You wanted him to reach near his climax quickly, which thankfully wasn’t hard due to the teasing you did before, so you went all out and let him fuck your throat like there was no tomorrow, but when he was about to cum you backed away making him curse.

“What the fuck did you just say?” You turned around once more, grabbing him by his chin.

“I’m sorry noona, it’s just that I really wanted to cum.”

“Listen here, you belong to me. Your cum belongs to me. I decide when you get to cum, is that understood?” You looked deep into his eyes for you knew that this would get to him since he would say this to you all the time when he was the dom.

“Yes,” his eyes were also on yours, but they looked at you in a way that screamed ‘I submit’. If he wanted to cum, he would have to beg for it.

“Don’t you dare move.” You aligned your pussy with his cock and slowly sank into it, the feeling making the both of you moan.

“You feel so good noona,”  he was fully grabbing your thighs, his short nails digging into your flesh. He was trying really hard not to move, but he knew that if he disrespected your orders he wouldn’t get the cum.

You started off by swirling your hips and only then did you start to bounce on him, the sound of skin slapping on skin filling the whole room.

“Noona, please let me cum,” Jungkook said in a pleading tone, the poor guy having been tortured with all the teasing.

“Not yet.”

“Noona please,” he insisted.

You completely stopped all movement at his second time pleading. “Fine. You want to cum? You can cum, but only after you make me cum, get it?”

“Yes noona,” and just like that he suddenly picked you up and turned you over so he now was on top of you. Then, without losing any more time, he started fucking you at an inhuman speed like he was a young wild animal that had been locked in a cage and had just now been sent out into the wild to play.

“Oh fuck, yes baby, just like that. You’re doing great.” You were nearing your end and so was he so, wanting to comply with your wishes of making you cum first he reached for that magic little bud that just never fails - the clit. As soon as he started rubbing your little bud you felt your orgasm coming down on you like never before, making you claw at Jungkook’s back.

After your orgasm Jungkook never stopped though, desperately wanting to reach his own high. It didn’t take long for him to be spilling his load inside of you though, his sweet moans that you loved so much reaching your ears.

“You did so good baby,” you said after both of you recovered your breaths. “Sorry about the scratches, I couldn’t help it.”

“No worries baby, I like it when you’re wild like that with me.” He gave you a soft kiss on the mouth before he got up to go to the bathroom.

“Hey, don’t you dare! Aftercare is on the dom, you know this!” You said as you realized what he was about to do.

“Come on let me do this for you, you’ve had a rough day and week,” he returned from the bathroom with a wet washcloth and a dry one ready to clean you up.

“You’re the sweetest, I love you.”

He cleaned you all up and then gave you a little kiss on the nose. “I love you too baby.”

As soon as he turned around to go to the bathroom again and you saw his scratch marks again you had an idea. “Hey, before we take care of those scratches can you just do me a little favour?” You asked batting your eyelashes at him.

“Anything.”

“When you asked me if we could take a photo of us to put on my Instagram, this was not what I had in mind,” he said teasingly while looking at the photo of you two naked and hugging, the only thing visible being your face and his clawed back.

“Well, it’s just in case people go to your profile and start drooling over the photo I took of you on the beach. Then they look at this picture and realize that you are well served and that they can back off.”

“Well then, next time that I’m dom I demand the same type of photo for my love bites,” he said as he playfully bit your lip.

“Noooo, my mother has Instagram kookie! I can’t post that.”

“Too bad, the sub doesn’t make the rules.”

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[bunnyjeons]

The Most Beautiful Moment in Life: Prologue

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Keywords: soulmate!au

Genre: angst + fluff

Word count: about 1.6k

Synopsis: A soulmate!AU based off of Jungkook’s cute thought from an anime that when you hear bells ringing (or jingling?) as you pass each other means that is the person you’ll marry/be with.

The first time you heard bells with Jimin was the moment you two locked eyes. 

That’s how this world worked and how you’d know your soulmate was, well, your soulmate.

You and fellow bridesmaids were at Park Dance Studio, getting dance lessons for a friend’s wedding. You weren’t the best dancer but you were excited to learn some moves. Neither of you knew one another beforehand but that was how most soulmates started out anyway. The moment Park Jimin entered the dance room and casually introduced himself, you watched as if he had walked in slow motion, enticing you with his beauty. His black hair that looked soft enough to ruffle your hand through, his skin pale yet glowing with youth and health, his perfectly chiseled chin was sharp to the edge, his seemingly kissable lips plump and pink, his eyes cutely shaped into crescents as he smiled ever so sweetly. He was most certainly and breathtakingly handsome. He scanned the room as he stepped to the middle-front of the floor and when his eyes made their way to you and directly into your own, that was when you heard it. The bells. The bells that would jingle internally when you made eye contact with your soulmate. A jingle that was specific to your soulmate and only you heard them, no one else. A jingle that would the one whom you met eyes with is seemingly, the magical person who you were destined to be with.

And whether you agreed or not with what destiny had planned for you, Park Jimin was just that. The look in his eyes and the expression on his face was the same as yours; utterly shocked and speechless. Neither one of you expected destiny to bring you together today. It was unpredictable of when you’d meet your soulmate and of course, that was expected but the moment when the bells rang and the two of you standing still in shock as if time stood still, it couldn’t help but catch the both of you off guard. The silence of the moment may have been noticeable as everyone began to wonder why the dance instructor who had never met you in his life before was staring at you as if he hadn’t seen you in decades for the first time. As if you were his lost other half and that finally, two halves of a whole could now become one. He was the first to break from the trance between you two by clearing his throat to speak and quickly looking away to the other girls. “Hello, ladies and welcome to my dance studio!” He smiled brightly, quickly looking away from you to the rest of the girls in the room as if nothing had happened…leaving you quite dumbfounded.

Did-did he just…was I… imagining all of that?

You blinked a couple of times and questioned yourself. Were you hearing things? Was it a wildly descriptive figment of your imagination? Had his beauty hypnotized you into thinking you were soulmates?

Through the whole first day of dance practice when Jimin demonstrated moves, he continued to avoid eye contact with you. He didn’t even once look at you, making you once more question that perhaps you did hear the bells and he did too.

When the day had finally come to an end, it was about 6 o’clock in the evening and you were wiped. Wanting nothing more than a nice cold shower, a hot meal, and your bed. You decided that you wouldn’t let this bother you any longer, especially if he was going to ignore you. You packed up your backpack and left without even acknowledging the fact you found your soulmate. But when you were exiting the studio and just so happened to look up as you attempted to push past the glass doors, he was there on the other side. The both of you looking at one another with shocked expressions as before, making eye contact again and then those bells rang. The sound signifying and reminding the two of you that you were destined to be together because you were indefinitely each other’s soulmates.

Whether the two of you liked it or not, you were soulmates. Because believe it or not, five years later the two of you were living happily together as a couple in love. You both owned a house that was equally invested in and you both shared the company of each other’s friends. And that’s why today, you were video chatting with one of Jimin’s best friends who also became yours.

About a few months or so into your relationship with Jimin, he introduced you to his roommate at the time. His name was Jeon Jungkook and he was just a few years younger than you and Jimin. He had dark chocolate colored hair and it was sometimes styled similar to Jimin’s but somehow cuter? Some days, fluffier and some days his bangs were parted. He had big doe eyes and a bunny rabbit smile because of the way his teeth appeared and the way his nose would scrunch up. Everything about his appearance screams cute yet manly attraction. If that makes any sense. He was surprisingly much more built than Jimin and about an inch or two taller than him, making you think at first, “Oh, is this your older brother?” Causing the two boys to die laughing at your innocent question. Jeon Jungkook was young, slightly less mature than Jimin and more playful and very adventurous.

The two of you somehow managed to click much easier than you thought. He was a bit shy at first but when he found you were into games like him (which can be credited to your childhood best friend Taehyung for getting you into it) the both of you bonded more easily. Jungkook was also a bit sensitive sometimes, but he hid that and his feelings very well. Jimin always said he was hard to talk to when he was upset but surprisingly he opened up to you easily despite what Jimin said. Jungkook was strong, talented, an artist of sorts and a musician. Jimin told you there wasn’t anything he couldn’t do and excel in. After getting to know Jimin’s best friend and becoming much comfortable around each other he asked you to move into the roomy apartment with him, making the three of you become very close to one another.

It was maybe around two years into your relationship with Jimin when Jungkook decided to pursue a career abroad as a professional musician teacher. He would travel the world in hopes of making his voice heard as well as teaching children all about music and singing. The day Jungkook packed his things and left was, of course, a sad, but exciting day. You and Jimin were both sad to see him go, but you wished him well on his aspiring journey and career.

Three years later, however, Jungkook is finally coming back home from his long trip aboard.

“Jungkook, I can’t believe you’re going to be here in 16 hours! It’s been so long,” you told him through the webcam of your laptop. “I’ve missed you. And especially Jimin,” you told him, watching as his face lit up through the screen, his hair fluffy as ever, slightly longer as his bangs reached just above his doe eyes.

“I’ve missed you guys too,” Jungkook sighed with a smile. “I’ll see you guys when I land, I have to board my plane now,” he began waving at you, “Bye Y/N! Tell Jimin not to stay up too late today!”

You waved back, “I’ll make sure he doesn’t, Jungkook. See you in 16 hours,” you replied with a smile.

As the video call ended, you left the bedroom and went to find Jimin who was chopping vegetables in the kitchen. You carefully snuck up and wrapped your arms around his waist, resting your head on his shoulder.

“Jungkook said not to stay up late, babe.”

Jimin softly chuckled and tilted his head toward you to press a kiss onto your temple.

“I can’t help it, I’m a restless sleeper. Plus, watching you sleep throughout the night doesn’t sound so bad either,” he playfully nudged his elbow into your side.

“Jimin, don’t be a creep,” you laughed, pulling away from him.

“But baaaby,” Jimin whined, placing down his chopping knife and pulling you back into his arms, holding you tightly so you couldn’t leave. “You’re so cute when you snore and drool,” he cutely nuzzled his nose against yours.

You scoffed at his accusation, “I don’t snore and drool!” You tried to pull away from him, but instead, he held onto you tighter and laughed.

“You do, baby. It’s okay though, that’s one of the things that makes me love you even more,” he responded back, looking deep into your eyes with a sweet smile plastered on his face.

Your hands fell upon his shoulders as you stood still against him, his warm arms still wrapped around your body. “I love you too, Jimin,” you smiled, bringing your lips to his.

Your soulmate was decided by destiny through physical eye-to-eye contact along with the internal jingle of bells. That’s how it worked for everyone in the world. You wouldn’t know the day; you wouldn’t know when or at what time. The only thing you knew as you went along in life is that your forever-to-be soulmate was out there and that the two of you would eventually meet and fall in love.

That’s how it worked for you and Jimin. 

Right?

So why is it that years later on the day you and Jimin await Jungkook’s arrival, you see him turning from the corner of the hallway at the airport, lifting his head up with an excited smile, the two of you meeting eyes for the first time in a long time and you hear them.

You hear the bells.

It wasn’t Jimin’s bells, you knew that much. The sound was a lot deeper in pitch than Jimin’s as his were higher.

Unbelievably enough, these were Jungkook’s. Time seemed to freeze as it did for you and Jimin 5 years ago. Both of your eyes, wide with shock and bewilderment because neither one of you expected this. 

At all.

Park Jimin was your soulmate, but so was Jeon Jungkook, his best friend.

#bts angst #jimin angst #jimin fluff #jimin scenario #jungkook scenario #jungkook angst #jungkook fluff #bts scenario #bts scenarios #jungkook scenarios #jimin scenarios #park jimin #jeon jungkook #bts #bts fanfictio #jungkook fanfiction #jimin fanfiction

[whipped-for-kpop-fics]

Jiggle Giggles

Jin x reader lil fluff I suppose it’s classed as?

All morning, you had been curled up with Jin on the couch, watching cooking shows and pointing out everything you wanted to make in turn.

"We need to make that!" You exclaimed, bolting upright and pointing at the TV that showed the end result of a fluffy jiggly Japanese cheesecake. Jin chuckled but said nothing, already looking at the recipe on his phone knowing from the instant it came up on the screen that you'd want to make one yourself.

"We do have all the ingredients." He hummed after double checking the list and thinking hard for a good few minutes.

"Really?!" Your eyes were wide and excited as you jumped around on the sofa to land on your folded legs and look at him.

"Yeah, let's do it." You beamed happily and pounced forward to press a grateful kiss to his cheek before rushing off to the kitchen. With a chuckle, he followed you, finding you already gathering the equipment you remembered from the video.

Jin smiled fondly, your enthusiasm utterly adorable and made short work of pulling out all the necessary ingredients.

Everyone knew Jin was an amazing cook so you let him lead you throughout the experience, waiting patiently when there was nothing for you and jumping at the chance when there was.

When it came to waiting for the cake too actually cook, you weren't nearly as patient.

Jin had only gone for a quick bathroom break, expecting you to be back on the couch when he returned but you weren't. Walking into the kitchen, he found you crouched in front of the oven and staring through the glass at the cake, waiting for it to rise.

"It won't cook with you watching it, it'll have performance fright." He joked leaning a hand on the countertop.

2But I want it." you mumbled, not removing your eyes from the little window.

"Ah, I guess I'll have to play the new Mario all on my own then." He sighed dramatically. Not that he would honestly mind, it was after all his favourite video game and he could spend hours playing it alone, as you found out when the pair of you moved in together. Not that you minded particularly because honestly, more often than not, you were off in your room playing Overwatch without noticing the hours pass by.

Your head snapped up to look at him with wide eyes. "You got it?" You muttered shocked. He nodded with a smirk. He knew he had you. You loved video games a hell of a lot so it was often how he tempted you away from other things and kept you busy while he did stuff you couldn't join in on knowing you'd get bored without his company otherwise.

"Of course I did." He scoffed cockily.

In an instant, you were up on your feet and bolting through the apartment in search of the new game. To your surprise, it was tucked away with the other games on the shelf beside the living room TV. You thought you would've noticed a new game but then again, you were known for not being all that observant.

"It looks so good!" You cooed in awe, turning over the case in your hands to stare amazed at the artwork. "The graphics look incredible."

"Are you going to put the disc in or just stare at the case all day?" Jin teased, settling back into his spot on the couch after picking up both of your controllers.

Quickly, you turned on the console and slotted the disc into place to eagerly join Jin on the sofa and accept your personalised controller from him.

Both of you got so into the game that you entirely forgot about the cake in the oven.

"Oh heck!" You cursed when you were knocked off the race track by a random computer-generated character.

"I win!" Jin chanted happily when he crossed the line first. You sighed, he had beat you four times in a row. "You're usually better than this, what happened?" He teased, nudging your shoulder with his playfully.

"All the new moves and objects are throwing me off and the computer is ruthless!" You exclaimed, finally giving up and dropping your controller down.

Just as you opened your mouth to retort, a beeping sounded in the apartment. You both looked at each other confused.

"What's that?" He mumbled. You shrugged.

It took all of five seconds later for you to remember about the cake and connect the dots. "The cake!" You exclaimed, jumping automatically to go take the item out of the oven before it burned but Jin pulled you back down.

"No, I'll do it, last time I let you take a cake out, you dropped it."

"That's because you scared me!" You defended but didn't argue, allowing him to go to the kitchen alone while you changed the game, putting on one you were better at.

Jin was back in less than a minute and picking his controller back up, not at all complaining about the change of the game. If it made you happy, he would let you play whatever you wanted.

Once again, both of your attention got sucked into the game and you entirely forgot about the cake.

You only remembered about it when you took a break to get a drink and saw it on the side, still in its case. Carefully, you touched the tin to find it was cold.

"Jin! The cake is cold!" You yelled.

"Oh!" He jumped up and rushed to join you. "I forgot about it, again."

"Me too." With bated breath, you watched his skilful hands carefully open the springform tin and remove the baking paper from the cake before placing it down on the plate you had ready. Even once it was on the plate without Jin's hands moving it, the cake wobbled and you both grinned.

Unable to help yourself, you lifted your hand and prodded the side, sniggering when it jiggled. Jin poked the top and you both giggled as it shuddered again.

Jin turned his attention to the cutlery drawer to pull out a knife so he could cut the cake for you both to try and all the while, you continued to poke and prod the treat and laugh as it wobbled.

It was a jiggling cake, you could hardly be blamed for laughing.

"You've got the jiggle giggles." Jin mused and your laughter stopped to allow you to stare at him with an expression that screamed unamused. "What?" He giggled. "That was funny." It only took a few seconds of your pointless blank staring for you to cave and join in his laughter.

Half of the words that came out of Jin's mouth were absolute meaningless nonsense but, he made you laugh and at the end of the day, that's what matters the most.

Masterlist

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[army-author]

(fic alert) all this stigma

➝ COMING 26/03/2021 18:00 GMT

➝ summary: your relationship with taehyung was supposed to stay strictly casual. yet, when you find yourself pregnant with his child, the walls you built up come crashing down around you. kim taehyung’s affluent family are strict and traditional, willing to do anything to cover up the indiscretions of their son, even if it means forcing him into marriage...

➝ pairing: heir taehyung x female reader

➝ genre: heavy angst, arranged marriage au

➝ warnings: profanity; lots of talk about losing virginity

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[Six years ago]

Your eyes are caught on Taehyung.

In Anise’s dorm room, with the scent of alcohol heavy in the air, all you can focus on is the man standing across from you. Anise had invited him over in the hopes of introducing you to some more people. As she said - “You need to put yourself out there more!”

You knew she was right. You’d spent the first term crammed in your dorm, studying, barely talking with anyone. In the middle of a corridor of dormitories, surrounded by hundreds of other students, you had felt inexplicably lonely. Part of your reasoning for becoming a hermit in your dorm room were the warnings you had received before you left for university. Your school had been very religious, shoving morals down your throat as you got ready to venture out into the real world. The world will try to corrupt you. They’ll try to entice you. Do not let yourself fall into temptation.

You were certainly slipping into temptation now as you looked at Taehyung. A unique curiosity pierced your heart as you watched him from across the room. Perhaps it was the spark in his black eyes that intrigued you. Perhaps it was the cut of his jaw. Perhaps it was the defined collar bone that suggested itself just above the white of his t-shirt. Whatever it was – it had clutched at your stomach with iron teeth as soon as he walked into the room.

Your mother had also warned you of the dangers of the world when you left home. “Some boys will try to entice you,” she had said. She was keen on the idea of remaining virtuous and pure – repeating all the ideas you had heard regurgitated at school assembly each week.

Perhaps that was why, after all this time, you were so desperate to go against her guidance.

Anise had decided that it was her mission to help you lose your virginity, and had taken it upon herself to introduce you to all her male friends.

You are all too happy to let her guide you through the murky uncertainty of hook-ups. Being so inexperienced yourself, you need all the help you can get.

But now, faced with the prospect of Taehyung, stood a couple of feet away from you, the idea of going over and striking up a conversation with him terrifies you. Everything about him radiates a confident sensuality. On top of that, you had heard rumours that his family was extremely wealthy – a far cry from your rural upbringing.

Gripping the ice cold beer bottle that Anise pushed into your hand earlier, you take a swig, hoping for a boost of confidence. With a deep breath, you walk over to Taehyung. “Hi,” you say by way of introduction. Not the most unique start to a conversation.

He turns his gaze to you, and up close, you are struck by how devastating his stare can be – dark eyes swirling with a galaxy of golden speckles, radiating light as he offers you a smile. “Hello. You’re Anise’s friend, right?”

You nod, “Yep. That’s me.”

His smile widens. With that smile, you begin to loosen up, slightly less intimidated at the prospect of speaking with such a beautiful man. “It’s nice to meet you,” he says, “I’m Taehyung.”

“I know,” you say, “Anise speaks about you a lot.” As soon as these words leave your lips, your cheeks heat with a desperate blush.

“Oh yeah?” Taehyung raises his eyebrows. There’s a smile in his voice, “What does she speak about?”

You swallow. You’ve backed yourself into a corner now. Despite all the advice Anise had tried to give, you were still your own awkward self, completely innocent to the secret art of flirting. Taking another sip of beer to soften the blow of your next words, you resign yourself to the truth. “Anise has decided that she needs to help me loose my virginity, so… she’s introducing me to all her male friends.” You can feel that your cheeks are hot with a flush, eyes stinging with embarrassment, “I… don’t know why I told you that...”

Taehyung simply laughs, “So that’s her deal, huh? I’m just some meat for you to hop on?” He quirks you a smile with raised brows; his heated gaze is enough to melt you down to a puddle.

“No, I didn’t mean...” you stammer.

“Relax,” he gives you a light tap on the arm, “I’m kidding.”

“Oh,” you swallow, the aftertaste of beer suddenly turning bitter. You get the sense you’ve fucked up any chance you had of establishing a relationship with Taehyung. Humiliated, you take another swig from your beer bottle.

“So,” Taehyung says, “You actually planning on losing your virginity tonight?”

You almost choke. Gasping for air, you wipe beer from your lips, “Excuse me?”

He laughs, “God, your face is hilarious!”

You stammer, as your cheeks only get hotter, “I wasn’t expecting you to… I mean… I didn’t think...”

His dark eyes watch carefully. The spark in those swimming irises still intrigues you, yanking you back against your better judgement.

“Did Anise decide that you needed to loose your virginity, or was that your decision?” Taehyung asks.

You shrug, “I think it’s a bit of both. I mean... I wouldn’t mind losing it. I hate the label sticking to me. I’m not a prude or anything. I guess a part of me feels like I’m missing out on something. I see all those sex scenes in TV and movies, and it feels as plausible as a scene about magic or aliens. It’s just so far removed from anything I’ve experienced.” You laugh at yourself, “I’m just rambling now. God, I’m so embarrassing!”

Taehyung takes another sip of his beer, “No, it’s not embarrassing. I felt the same way before I lost my virginity. Before, I just couldn’t stop thinking about sex, and when I finally did it, it was like: “Oh. So that’s it, huh?” And then I just got on with my life without it ruling over me. I mean, don’t get me wrong. It felt really nice. But experiencing it for myself I realised that it’s not as big a deal as people would have you think.”

You nod, silent. You can barely believe you’re even having this conversation. Held in Taehyung’s gaze, the whole encounter feels like it’s happening in a dream. Maybe it’s just the alcohol getting to your head.

Your thoughts are interrupted when Anise comes back, phone in hand, saying, “We should take a photo!” You’re jostled around, sandwiched between friends. You loose track of Taehyung, as Yoongi, another of Anise’s friends, ends up squished next to you, with Anise on your other side. Smiling at the camera, which is held by a boy you don’t recognise, there’s a flash. The memory is preserved forever.

#taehyung angst #bts angst #taehyung scenarios #bts scenarios #bts fic #taehyung fic #bts x reader #taehyung x reader #bts x you #taehyung x you #bts arranged marriage au #bts fanfic #bts fanfiction #taehyung fanfic #taehyung fanfictio #bts v #kim taehyung #v angst #v scenarios #bts reactions #bts imagines #taehyung imagine #bts chats #taehyung x y/n #bts x y/n

[cinnaminsvga]

🌸 social media au where y/n posts a fake boyfriend application on twitter as a dare but ends up seeking something real in the long run (aka how to fall in love the zillennial way) 🌸

A/N: Love is Blind officially starts tomorrow at 6PM PST!! It’s been a while since I’ve done one of these, so hopefully I’ll still remember how to be entertaining... Get ready for more stupid fun times!

begin part 1 here. masterlist here.

[updates every 6PM PST]

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[bangchanshehe]

Play With Me pt. 5

Summary:You had a one sided love with your best friend Taehyung, but Jungkook was pursuing his one sided love for you. One night of sexual frustration causes for your relationships with one another turn upside down.

Jungkook X Taehyung X OC

All of the members and staff immediately got back to work, taking shot after shot of Taehyung and checking the images on the display LED to make sure that they captured the perfect image before moving on. As you walked closer to the set you noticed the image board, and editors going through each member’s images to find the perfect one. The board was dark, but bright at the same time and the boy’s each brought their own flare and mood to the set.

For instance, Yoongi was already pretty dark and serious so his images came out extra well since that was already the mood of the set. Namjoon seemed handsome and noble standing and sitting in straight and upright poses. Hoseok seemed sad almost, as if he was tired and exhausted. Jin seemed mysterious and strong as he posed in more dark and abandoned places. Jimin seemed lustful as he posed in different poses that elongated his body and glared at the camera as if it were his prey. Jungkook seemed like the bad boy next door who hung out in dangerous places for fun. And as you looked at Tae’s incoming images you took a deep breath.

Tae had a bored look on his face, but with his dark hair and the dark backgrounds he looked like he belonged there. The other members somehow took the mood of the set and made it into something of their own, but Tae seemed to really cling onto and own the darkness theme of the shoot.

You looked up at him and gave him a small reassuring smile but being the professional that he was he gave you a glance and continued his photoshoot flawlessly. You crossed your arms over your chest and watched but were shortly interrupted by Jungkook who stood next to you anxiously.

“everything okay?” he asked about tae

You turned to him and gave him a small smile and then glanced away, feeling shy about the debauchery that just occurred in the van. “everything is great. We talked things through and he’s hanging on” you answered

Kook nodded his head and eyed Tae up and down before he turned to do the same to you. You met his gaze as his eyes swept up your body and you gave him an awkward smile, trying to avoid suspicion.  But instead of saying anything kook just smiled at you before turning back towards tae.

You let out a quiet breath, happy that you did not have to make up a lie or try to hide what had happened. And hopefully you never would have to, if the two of you were careful enough.

“so how was work?” Kook asked you without turning to look at you

“it was good, we were pretty busy which made the day go by pretty fast.” You answered “how were your schedules? Are you tired yet?” you asked him with a smile and he finally turned to look at you

“they were fine…. Just the same old thing.” He said with a smile that almost looked sad

“are you starting to get burnt out on things?” you asked him quiet enough that only he would be able to really hear the two of you speaking

He let out a deep breath and shook his head “not necessarily burnt out per-say” he started “I guess I’m just ready for the next chapter to start.”

“the next chapter?” you asked him confused on what he meant.

He looked at you with slightly panicked eyes for a moment but then hid it well with a small smile. You couldn’t tell if he was in some sort of trouble or if he was having issues with dealing with everything, but the way that his smile never reached his eyes bothered you.  You looked his face over for a moment, hoping to find some sort of sign but his makeup and hair, hid all of his pores and wrinkles let alone any signs of stress.

You looked down at the ground for a moment debating if you should ask him any more questions. Sure…things between you were starting to take a turn, but at the end of the day you were still a friend to Jungkook and whatever was bothering him made you concerned. However, you still understood that whatever was going on with him might not be something that he wanted to share with you right now. So in an effort to respect that you dropped the topic.

“so what are we going to do tonight?” you asked him with an amused smile

He finally gave you what looked like an honest smile and shrugged “I don’t know we can do whatever we want. After this is done I’m completely free” he answered

You looked around, but not staring at anything in particular as you considered what you wanted to do. “are you hungry?” you asked him

He nodded “should we go eat some bbq?” he asked “or maybe sushi?”

You were about to speak up when he continued listing off more food, not even giving you the chance to speak for yourself. You gave him a look of shock and amusement as he continued, and you were almost sure that by now he was just listing different types of food.

“or Chinese, or Thai food sounds good. Or we could even just have dessert for dinner if you wanted.” He said finally bringing his long list to a close.

“I’m pretty much okay with anything. We can go eat whatever sounds good to you.”

He was about to answer you when a hair and makeup coordinator came over to Jungkook and asked him to follow her to her workstation. He turned to give you a small apologetic look and then immediately went back into good idol mode.

You watched as she signaled something to him as they were walking and when they reached the station he easily picked up the makeup chair and hauled it over to a van where they were packing up things and preparing to leave. You smiled at the sight of him helping and some of the other members selflessly joining in to help with the cleanup. It was something that you even admired about the boys. They didn’t act like they were the celebrities that they were. They never behaved like they were better than any one person or deserved more.

After a few more shots of Tae the photographer stopped to look at his images and discussed with tae about a few of the images, pointing up and down and sometimes at another members’ images. They nodded and headed back to the set and tae immediately got into each pose and moved from stance to stance at lightning speed, trying their hardest to finish a little bit faster.

A few more flashes from the camera, and you could see the tense muscles in tae’s face and body completely relax as if he had been holding in a deep breath. The photographer checked his LED and then let out a loud comment “set’s a wrap” signaling to everyone that they were done.

Tae immediately bowed to the cameraman and the rest of the crew and apologized and thanked them for their hard work. Shortly after the other members had said their thank you’s and the entire crew was packed up and ready to go home after a long day’s worth of work.

The boys were walking towards you to get to their team van and all of them stopped around you.

“thanks for helping tae today!” jin said with a  small, appreciative smile.

“its no problem, I’m happy I could help” you replied hoping that your cheeks weren’t turning bright red.

“what are your plans for the rest of the night?” Jimin asked you and you smiled and looked over to Jungkook

“We’re going to dinner” Jungkook said only loud enough for the group to hear, so that the managers wouldn’t try to stop you two from going out.

The boy’s ‘ooh’ and ‘ahh’ and you nodded your head in confirmation, but hearing silence from tae you glanced at him to be met with a cold and empty glare.

“oh, are you coming back with us then?” jimin asked

“yeah, I had to use all my money on a taxi to get here” you admitted with a sad face

The boys continued on with the conversation as they waited for their managers to finish up their final conversations, but their voices were drowned out by the feeling of the boys looking at you and each other.

“ready?” one of the managers said

“READY!” the rest of the boys replied in unison

They each turned to their vans and piled in leaving you tae and kook standing outside of the two vans. The boys looked at you eagerly waiting for you to choose who you would leave with. You eyed the both of them and then turned to Tae.

“Since kook and I have plans I’ll go with him tonight” you explained

Tae politely gave you a smile and nodded his head, but for a split second you saw the pain in his eyes when you rejected him. And although it was over something as stupid as a seat, you knew that it hurt his feelings deep down. Especially after the two of you had finally expressed your feelings for one another earlier in the van.

Kook took your hand and pulled it slightly trying his best to politely pull you away from the conversation.

“c’mon, we still need to decide where we want to go” he said excitedly

You gave him a small smile but when you turned back around to tell tae goodnight he had already left the two of you behind to get on the bus.

  After the two of you had arrived at the dorms kook grabbed his car keys and the two of you were off to roam the streets and decide where you wanted to eat along the way.

“tell me when you see something that looks good” kook said as he carefully tried to drive and eye the business across the street

“oh! Oh! Kook just down the road there a ramen bar that I’ve been interested in going to!” you practically yelled making Jungkook laugh

“alright, we’ll go there then.” He said under his breath as if he didn’t have a care in the world where you were as long as you were happy.

He looked up and down the street for a place to park, and found a space just two blocks away from the restaurant. When he finally parked the two of you hopped out and took a deep breath of the slightly chilly night air. You could smell kimchi, liquor, grilling beef and vegetables, even the fish cakes and dishes from street vendors.

You silently started walking towards the restaurant and just appreciated the view and environment silently as you made it to your destination. But just as soon as you felt that you finally had some sort of plan, you came face to face with a ‘closed’ sign on the front door of the ramen bar.

You sighed and put your hands on your hips, silently cursing the store.

“well… what should we do?” kook asked

You turned to look up and down the street and see what your options are, but the choices were tight. Sure, there were lots of options, but it was hard to eat out when you had a superstar for a friend and could easily be exposed. Especially since you were of the opposite sex and rumors could be spread like wildfire and potentially damage his reputation and career.

“our choices look a little slim kook” you confessed to him

He looked around with you and assessed each place as if he was determining the risk that might come with each place. You could see that he was desperately trying to make things work out but he just couldn’t bring himself to risk anything.

“we can always just roam around for now and decide a little later” you offered “it’s only 7 so things are still going to be open for a while”

He nodded his head as he thought about what you said and then gestured with his head to the side telling you to walk with him on the street. You gave him a smile and followed him down the sidewalk, eyeing businesses as you passed them and cheering on buskers and talent who were playing in the roads.

You stopped by one particular group who was dancing to a BTS song and Jungkook couldn’t help but smile the entire time with genuine happiness and pride in his eyes. You had to admit that the group was doing very well but you couldn’t help but watch kook’s expression as he watched the group.

However, one group of teens had turned around and gave kook a series of glances and were whispering to each other in a way that made your heart drop down to the floor.

There was no way in hell that the two of you were going to be busted if you could help it.

#kpop #kpop series #kpop fan fic #kpop fanfiction #kpop smut #bts #bts series #bts smut #bts scenario #bts fanfic #bts fanfiction #bts friends to lover #friendsto lovers #taehyung #taehyung series #taehyung smut #taehyung fanfictio #jungkook #jungkook series #jungkook smut #friends to lovers au #bts poly

[actualsaii]

Brooklyn Secrets | Yoongi x Reader | AO3

Pairing: Yoongi x Reader

Word count: 207k and still on-going (I’m in process of publishing)

Genre: romance, smut, home fluff, angst

Summary:  New York, concrete jungle where dreams are made of. Or when Yoongi decides he is sick and tired of following his father’s plans for him, abandons his fiancée and COO spot and moves to New York to pursue his dream of becoming a producer.

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/26818075/chapters/65425807

#bts fanfic #bts fic #scenario #yoongi x reader #suga x reader #bts #fanfictio #writing #bts fanfiction #yoongi fanfiction #suga fanfictio #archive of our own #ao3

[0ld-fangirl-tings]

Thank you for the attention!

For those that may be wondering, and you most likely are not, about when I would finally post.

It's coming soon.

But here's the thing. . .

It's just gonna be a story set up in one shots. I am REALLY debating the idol I wanna put in. Or even if I want to put an idol in it at all.

Oof.

I am trying to make this good so I hope everyone enjoys. I haven't been writing in SO long! Wish me luck!!

#fanfic #fanfictio #kpop #kpop fanfiction #bts fanfic #writing #fiction #yakuza #Japan #fangirl

[gamergirl929]

Chapters: 13/? Fandom: The 100 (TV) Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Clarke Griffin/Lexa Characters: Lexa (The 100), Clarke Griffin, Fish the Dog (The 100), Raven Reyes, Octavia Blake, Abby Griffin, Anya (The 100), Lincoln (The 100), Jake Griffin (mentioned), Indra (mentioned), Gustus (Mentioned) Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Alternate Universe - Veterinarians, Veterinary Clinic, Fish is adorable, Cute Clarke Griffin/Lexa, Fluff, SO MUCH FLUFF, Lexa is a veterinarian, Clarke is a nurse, Series of One Shots, Characters will be added as story progresses, smut in later chapters, Smut, minimal angst Summary:

Getting ready to turn in after a long day, the last thing Lexa Woods expected on that rainy Friday night is to find a frantic, soaked blonde knocking on the front door of Woods Animal Hospital.

#The 100 #The 1OO #Lexa Woods #Clarke Griffin #Fish the Dog #Raven Reyes #Octavia Blake #Abby Griffin #Anya Woods #Lincoln Woods #Jake Griffin #Indra Woods #Gustus Woods #Clexa #clexa fanfictio #A Fish Out of Water #gamergirl929 #bts fluff #The 100 Fanfiction #The 1OO Fanfiction #Clexa OTP #Fanfiction #Clexa ao3 #Lexa Woods/Clarke Griffin #Lexa and Clarke #chapter 13

[fandom-imagines]

Runaway ➳ Min Yoongi X Reader

Chapter Seven:

Runaway Masterlist

Pairing: Min Yoongi (Suga) X Reader

Selcouth ➳ unfamiliar, rare, strange, yet marvellous

I fell asleep that night with a large smile on my face, my previous thoughts forgotten as I revelled in the euphoria of mine and Yoongi’s first kiss.

Would anything change?

Of course, it will change, dummy.

He kissed you!

I even didn’t have any nightmares, instead my dreams were about me and Yoongi, which was strange, but not a bad strange.

The type of strange that makes you laugh, and amuses you.

The following morning, I woke up early for my shift.

Ji-Yeon and I were working at the same time, so we decided to ride together.

I changed into a pair of jeans and a shirt, before standing outside waiting for Ji-Yeon.

“Hey” She smiled as she pulled up in front of me.

“Hey!” I grinned, happily jumping into the car.

“Someone’s happy, what happened?” She asked, beginning to drive towards Truffles.

“Well, me and Yoongi kissed” I blushed, still not believing it happened.

It was almost too good to be true.

“Tell me more” She begged, almost as excited as me.

“Well, he drove me home. And as I was about to leave, he kissed me” I said, smiling to myself.

“Did anything else happen?” She asked, wiggling her eyebrows.

“Shut up” I laughed, blushing.

“I’m just joking” She smiled.

“I’m happy for you, I really am” She continued.

“But I am being the maid of honour at your wedding” She winked, making me blush even more.

“We’re not even together,” I said, making her laugh.

“Not yet”

“Ji-Yeon, Y/N, hi!” A regular called, waving at us as we walked into the café.

She was around fifty, she would come in with her granddaughter once a week. They would eat, then go to the park opposite.

Ji-Yeon and I waved, heading into the staff room for our aprons and began to work.

A few hours into our shift, Ji-Yeon gently shoved me, pointing towards the door as a group of seven walked in.

“Look who it is” She winked, waving as BTS walked in.

“Y/N! Ji-Yeon!” Tae waved, making me smile.

“Go talk to them, I’ll take over for now” She smiled as the boys sat down.

“Are you sure?” I asked, worriedly.

“Of course, you haven’t had a break before anyway” She shrugged, facing a customer as I stripped myself of my apron, making my way over to the boys.

“Hey” I smiled, sitting down beside Yoongi.

“Hey” He whispered, making me blush as I remembered what happened.

“You work here?” Namjoon asked, making me remember I had only told Tae.

“I forgot to mention it, sorry” I shrugged, leaning back against the booth.

Ji-Yeon walked towards us, notebook in hand as she prepared to take their orders.

“Hey, boys” She greeted, subtly winking at me as I sat beside Yoongi.

“The usual?” She asked, as they all nodded.

“Y/N?”

“I’ll be working again in a minute, so I’m good,” I said, making her nod.

“Coming right up” She smiled, turning to have the orders made.

“You should come over today, I need to talk to you” Yoongi whispered, making me blush as I nodded.

“Okay” I nodded, watching as Ji-Yeon brought their orders, as I stood up.

“I finish in a few hours, so I’ll see you later” I smiled, waving as I went back to work.

Yoongi’s POV:

I watched Y/N as she served customers, a large smile on her face.

Is she my girlfriend now, or?

The guys seemed to notice I wasn’t paying attention as they all laughed, looking at me.

“Someone’s in love” They chanted quietly, as I rolled my eyes.

“He didn’t deny it!” Tae grinned, ruffling my hair making me sigh.

There was no point denying the feelings I had developed over the past few months. Especially not to the people who knew me better than I knew myself.

“I never thought I’d see the day Yoongi-Hyung gets a crush” Jungkook smiled at me, making me sigh.

“Shut up” I groaned, tearing my eyes away from Y/N who was talking to a young girl, an adorable smile on her face.

“When are you going to ask her then?” Hoseok asked, smiling to himself.

I shrugged, thinking.

I was planning to ask her tonight.

She kissed me back last night, did that mean she liked me?

“Why do you look so happy?” I asked, looking at all their smiling faces.

“Yoongi is growing up” Tae grinned, making me sigh.

“I’m older than you,” I said, making him chuckle as my eyes travelled back to Y/N.

Her Y/H/C hair was tied up, almost identical to Ji-Yeon’s, the apron framing her figure perfectly making her look like a goddess. The sunlight reflected in her eyes, but not shining as brightly as her eyes.

Why was I thinking like this?

“Yoongi-Hyung?” Jungkook asked, his hand waving in front of my eyes pulling me out of my daydream.

“Yeah?” I asked, yawning.

I had been up most of the previous night, thinking over everything that had happened the last few months.

From meeting Y/N, to us kissing.

What would be next?

“Your food” He chuckled, pointing to the food in front of me.

“Oh, yeah. I forgot”

Y/N’S POV:

“We’ll see you later, Y/N!” Jimin smiled, waving goodbye as the boys left the café.

I looked back at Ji-Yeon who was smirking at me.

“What?” I asked, confused.

“You are so oblivious” She giggled, wiping down a nearby table, as I handed an order to the kitchen.

“What do you mean?”

“Did you not see the way he was looking at you? He couldn’t even concentrate! He likes you!” She smiled, excited.

“Who? Yoongi?”

“Of course! Besides, I heard them all talking about you and him” She gasped dramatically, making me blush.

“I guarantee he will ask you today, if he doesn’t I will pay” She smirked, holding out her hand to shake.

I let out a slight laugh, shaking her hand in agreement.

The rest of our shift flew by once again, us joking around as usual until Ji-Yeon’s boyfriend arrived to pick her up.

“Do you need a ride, Y/N?” Ji-Soo, her boyfriend, asked, leaning out of the window.  

“Of course, she does, hop in” Ji-Yeon smiled at Ji-Soo as I climbed behind them in their small car.

“Give me directions, and I’ll take you” Ji-Soo grinned, pulling out of the space he had been parked in.

“Thanks for the ride, guys” I smiled, hopping out of the car, bag in hand.

“No problem, see you tomorrow!” Ji-Yeon waved, watching as I entered the dorm, before driving away.

“Hey, losers” I laughed, kicking my shoes to the side and walking into the lounge.

“Y/N, hey” Hobi smiled, sat on the couch.

“Y/N!” Tae yelled, running towards me and enveloping me in a bear hug.

“Hey” I chuckled, wrapping my arms around him.

My cheeks burned a dark red as I spotted Yoongi sat opposite Tae and me, staring at us.

“H-Hey” I stuttered, making him laugh.

“Hey…” He said, a small smile on his lips.

“Hobi, we need to…” Tae said, pointing towards the door.

Hoseok gave him a confused look for a few seconds, before having a realisation and following Taehyung out of the room.

“Sit down” Yoongi nodded, pointing to the seat beside him.

“Okay,” I whispered, slowly walking towards him, my cheeks growing hotter with each step until I sat down beside him.

“I think we need to talk, about yesterday,” He said, facing me.

“Y-Yeah” I stuttered again, letting out a nervous chuckle.

“Would you, maybe, mind if I did it again?” He asked, a nervous look on his face, an emotion I wasn’t used to seeing on him.

I gave him a silent nod, as his eyes trailed down my face, to my lips before gently pushing his lips onto mine.

We stayed like this for a moment, our lips moving in sync as his hand made its way to the nape of my neck and mine resting on his shoulders before pulling away.

“So, what does this make us?” He asked, not breaking eye contact.

“Whatever you want us to be” I smiled, making him smile.

“So, what if I asked you to be my girlfriend? What would you say?”

“I’d say yes”

“In that case, Y/N Y/S/N, will you be my girlfriend?”

I let out a small laugh, before replying.

“Yes, Min Yoongi. I will”

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[rusmaenchen]

Tbh. my saddest moments in live were perhaps the moments where I cried my eyes out simply because of a fanfiction. And I consider myself lucky with that, because just reading the worst scenarios made me sad enough. I don’t want to deal with such things in real life, ever.

#fanfictio #fanfic #ff #sad #lucky #saddest moment #harry potter #bts #got7 #iKON #nct #stray kids #anime #exo #day6 #block b #merlin #tbh #crying #worst scenario

[yes-chenniiieeeeee-blog]

Everlasting- Chp. 1

a/n: Hey, I’m Ella. This is mine. If you wanna use it ask first. Enjoy! p.s. please give me feedback!

When was the last time i went outside? I thought. It was a cold Autumn Morning here in Daegu, Possibly Monday, Whenever My Aunt Jihyo brought my two cousins over. Yujin, Daesoo. Her kids were outside playing tag. Her daughter , Yujin, looked like a little princess with her hair in pig-tails and Dae-soo with his messy hair flying everywhere. 

Well, They look nothing other than perfect, Unlike me.

Meanwhile I was looking up at them through my upstairs bedroom Window. I was trying to hide from my mom and my aunt jihyo because they were always fighting over me.I was always caught in the middle and It just pisses me off. My mom ( who’s american) and my aunt jihyo ( who’s korean. I have a korean american family btw ), both have different ways of parenting. My mom’s not really a very good mom at all, and Jihyo has a very amazing way of parenting. I’d have to say my Aunt is more of a mother than my very own mother.

My mother left my cheating father for an abusive drunk when i was only 2. I dont remember much from my ‘ Baby days ‘ but i do remember most of the times. An example would be from whenever i was only eight years old.

Without reason, My stepdad was always rude. Most of it was aimed towards mother , who was exactly like my step,father. The rest of it, However, was aimed towards me and my little brothers.

Seokjin: 10

Daehyun:8

Woojin:7

Sandae: 4

I was always threatned with a belt if i didnt get the laundry done whenever they wanted it done. I had to be an adult from the time i was little until the age of 12 because my parents were to lasy to get off of their butts and be parents like they should be. Sure I had TV, computer and many other things. They werent used though. I still have that computer in its container.Everything i got, it was broken by my brothers , Who were treated like saints and still are. I was the mistake, the probelem, the cause of everything. Everything was my fault even when it wasnt.

#bts #fanfictio #damn i lost my chicken nuggget

[bee-mario-my-beeloved]

I sleep on a sofa like bed that u can just flop all the way to make a 2 bed thing ok and theres no armrest for pillows so im putting my pillow against my siblings gamer chair with wheels and also im taking my siblings room cuz i yelled outside and shit yeah im good ar rujning my life anyways so the pillow is against vhair and its not verh syable but it is and it does the job so like im on phone then i look at the dog who sleeps with me whos on the middle of the bed like my legs do not need space nope anyways i look at the dog and boom eye open like two eyes open while the dog is circle and i go :/ oof scarryh anyways i really need to peebut scary monster and sound and if i make to much sohnd mt mkms gonna kill me and also last night doggo wanted to go outside so i did and i got sort of yelled at and i think i unitntionalg slam the feknt dooe or smt idk how should i know anywaays it either fanfictio tkme or imma play ever oasis have anh of yall played ever oasis??? :D its a fun game whsre u are just a little guy fighting lil depression monsters with other lil guys and u are adorable.and also u can have purple skin i have purple skin its so cool and fheres also a mermaid water spirit that looks very pretty and also if ir a special lil guy of the special tree kid variety you can get a water spirit to make an oasis and kts like a place wherw travelers in the desert can go to rest or like live there and lil guys of seed variety but not tree kid you can make a lilttle shop and sell some stuff but if ur a special tree kid then getting the lil guys stuff to sell is ur job for some reason but its fîne because ur the chief of the oasis and when u give them stuff to sell there happy :) and also they give tou money and it can be used to make plants grow faster or to help the lil guys do there bloom booths and bloom booths are the shop the little people run and also theres different species like theres these tall reptile people thing that are good with spears and one is on my oasis and she is very pretty i love her and oh at some point depression plant are gonna do stuff and esna is gonna turn into a giant mermaid water spirit thing and god i just heard a weird sound is thaf my head oe a sou d it went scratch oe aomethi g like a cricket oh well oasis time anh way u an go out with like you and 2 people from ur oasis in the desert and theres these dongeon things hidden or smt a bit everywhere and not that much actually also a character had my name my birth one that im pretty fine with but honestly id like another one so like its weird also ur residents have different abilities like skme can mine aome dig some then into a little ball to go trough holes and open doors and theres more peobably bts its been a while since i played and i redid a game like a few days ago when i wa slonely everyone was pissed at me or smt and i had no phone and im borrowing my sibling who left home to live with a grandpa dude who gives a lot of money and ciggatettes and stuff and im sad now actually imma read somethig gud bye

#vent tw

[kookieforkokopuffs-blog]

liars | m.yg  chapter five

⭐Yoongi P.O.V⭐

"What the fuck is going on in here on this day?" Jungkook said.

"Watch your fucking profanity." Jin said.

Eunbi got up. "I'm going to go find her. She's my friend. Is anyone coming with me?" She asked.

I stood up. So did Tae and Jimin.

"The rest of us will stay here to see if she comes back." Namjoon said. Eunbi nodded.

"Alright team, let's go." She said.

"Team?" Jiminie raised an eyebrow.

"Jimin, now's not the time." I said.

"Ok." He said.

Eunbi started walking and we followed her lead. "We split into teams. Jimin and Yoongi, you take the west side by the gym. Tae and I will take the east side by the classrooms."

We all nodded. Jimin and I watched as Tae and Eunbi walked the other way. Then we walked towards the gym.

"Where to first?" Jimin asked me.

"Let's look by the locker room." I said. He nodded.

We started running towards the gym area and I frowned.

Where did she go? She just looked at her phone and ran off.

"Yoongi, are you alright?" Jimin asked softly.

"Yeah, I'm just worried."

"Ooh, looks like someone's got a crush."

I turned towards him. "I do not."

"Mmh, Ok sure." He said. We continued running until we got to the locker rooms. The boy's was on the left, the girl's on the right. Jimin pushed me.

"Go."

"I'm not going in there!" I said.

"You know her better, go!"

"Ugh, fine." I left Jimin's side and walked to the door. I slowly pushed it open.

⭐Bora P.O.V⭐

I heard the door open. Then the lights turned on. I was in the corner of the girls locker room, sitting on my butt with my knees pulled towards me and my head down.

I put my head up.

"Bora, it's Yoongi." I heard footsteps coming towards me. I tried to get up but I hurt my leg running. So then I crawled towards a bench.

"If you're hiding in here, please come out. We just want to know what's wrong." His voice had a hint of worry, but it was mostly masked by calmness.

"Please." His voice broke.

"I'm here." I said softly. I heard him run over to the spot where I was sitting. Then he turned the corner and saw me.

He smiled. "Hey."

⭐Yoongi P.O.V⭐

My heart broke when I saw her frowning and tearstained face. I tried to cheer her up by smiling.

"Hey." I said.

"Um, hi." She wiped her tears.

"What's wrong?" I walked over to her and sat across from her.

"Nothing."

"Then why did you run of of the cafeteria?" I asked.

"Umm," she looked at the bench. "I needed a break."

"Can I tell you something?" I asked.

"Ne."

"I don't like liars." I stopped smiling. She gulped.

"Tell me what's wrong." I said. She took a deep breath.

"Someone started texting me this morning and said I looked ugly today."

"Tell me the rest." I said.

"And at lunch, they told me to stay away from you guys or they'll hurt me. I asked how they can hurt me because I have witnesses, and they said they'll hurt me mentally. They sent a picture of dirty, red converse. I didn't get it at first, but now I do." She said.

I had no idea this was going on. "What do the shoes mean?" I asked her.

"My best friend got kidnapped when I was 12, and she always wore red converse with her name written in marker on the sole. She told me that once she doesn't fit into her shoes anymore, I could have them. But I never got them from her." She whispered the last part.

I walked towards her all the way until I was 6 inches away from her face.

"When was the last time you told anyone this?"

"I haven't. You're the first one I've told."

Then I hugged her. My chin was resting on her shoulder and her head was buried in the crook of my neck. I started to play with her long hair.

"You need to tell people these things. If you don't, all your emotions will just be bottled up inside you and you'll get angry." I said.

"Ok." She said. Just then Jimin walked through the door. I let go of her quickly. I don't usually hug people, but Bora needed it.

"There you are!" He said to me. Then he walked to Bora.

"Are you Ok? What happened?" He asked.

"Her family dog died." I cut in. His face softened even more than it was before, if that's even possible.

"I'm sorry, Bora. I understand the feeling." She got up and limped over to him. They hugged for more than enough time.

Only I can hug her.

Yoongi, since when did you care about people, let alone girls?

My mind was fighting back and forth until they both let go.

"Can we go back now?" I asked the two. Bora nodded.

Jimin led the way to the door and I walked next to Bora.

"Can I see the messages?" I whispered to her. She got her phone out from her back pocket and handed it to me.

I opened her Kakao and checked the most recent message. I looked at the number.

I recognise that number.

It's Jihyo's.

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