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blue-jisungs · 10 months

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alcohol free

song inspo. alcohol free — twice

summary. in which your best friend yoongi gets to know your secrets while you sip on various drinks. with each one, he’s more shocked… and amused.

warnings. well, not to alcohol free bc there’s a lot of it actually LMAO, bit of crying, swearing, readers mentions she has insecurities about her nose :( + friends to lovers teehee but they’re both dumbasses >:T

a/n. man i love piña colada 😔😔

yoongi and you knew each other since childhood, so it was no shock to him that your alcohol tolerance isn’t the strongest. especially when you - apparently - quit drinking. so even a fool would know how this would end. this, as in:

“i’m not an alcoholic but look, he have to celebrate” you yelled, raising a bottle of champagne. yoongi scoffed, shaking his head. you had the keys to his place and informed him you’ll be there in 5.

so you were, all giddy and giggly, knocking your shoes off.

“you finished the tour big boy! now… what?” you hummed, placing the bottle down.

and now, after a couple of glasses in and your cheeks rosy, you shook your head.

“remember how heartbroken was i when you left be a trainee?” you whined suddenly, his brows furrowed.

“of course i do, there’s no need to remind me that. i felt like shit too” he grunted, heart aching. oh he hated that back then. but he knew that’s if it’s meant to be, you’ll end up together again. and you did.

“did you know… i considered auditioning for hybe so i could be near you?” you mumbled, looking at him. catching a glimpse of his amused look it was all it took for you two to burst out laughing.

“yeah? and what would you do? because not sing, obviously” he teased, chest filling with laughter.

“no! i’d rap!” you puffed your chest proudly, making a dramatic gesture and almost knocking the empty champagne glass “give me a beat, rapper boy!”

it was hard for yoongi to contain his laughter. after he did, he started beatboxing – or rather tried – and you freestyled. quickly giving up, you two were a giggling mess again, yoongi reaching to pout more champagne in.

a peaceful hum left your mouth when the pleasant sunshine hit your face, sounds of yoongi’s footsteps approaching reached your ears. you had your eyes closed so you only guessed he’s coming back with the meat.

“aish, y/n! i told you to wait!” he hissed upon seeing that you already opened the wine bottle. you giggled, shaking your head.

“i was impatient and hungry. and the wine was tempting” you mumbled. yoongi sighed, putting the meat on the grill.

the weather was perfect: sunny and with a light breeze. birds chirping in the background lulled you to sleep and you didn’t even eat yet. just when you thought about that, there was a sound of sizzling meat.

“yoongs…” you sighed, crooking an eye open. maybe drinking the wine before eating and in full sun wasn’t the best idea but…

“hmm?” your best friend hummed, busy on his task.

“what would you name your kids?” you asked, closing your eyes again. he frowned, wondering.

“i don’t know, i haven’t thought about that. you?” he replied genuinely, turning his head to look at you.

“if it’s a boy, jin or ian. if a girl then… summer” you hummed, a lazy smile blooming on your lips. he nodded in acknowledgement before realising.

“wait, jin?!” he whined, causing you to giggle.

you grunted, plopping down on the couch next to yoongi. he looked at you curious, namjoon stopping the conversation to give you a question look.

“the music sucks, seriously” you huffed, grabbing your tequila. you have it a quick stir before taking a sip, namjoon’s girlfriend raised her own glass.

“agreed” she hummed and you clinked glasses, taking a big sip. the song came to an end, another one playing. a soft, slow beat caused the couple in front of you to look at each other

“now we’re talking” namjoon laughed. his girlfriend put down the glass and he grabbed her hand, placing a soft peck at the back of it “may i have this dance?”

“oh of course” she sighed dreamily and they left, namjoon winking at yoongi. you wolfed down the rest of your drink, leaning your body on the table with a guttural groan.

“what is it?” yoongi asked, amused.

“they’re so in love it’s unfair” you mumbled, looking at the pair disappearing in the crowd of sickeningly big amounts of couples “i guess i was always jealous of them, just a bit”

yoongi tilted his head, interested. that’s new…

“you can see how much she loves him just by the way she looks at him” a quiet murmur left your mouth, barely audible. but yoongi heard it, features softening.

you jolted up, your back meeting his arm that - you didn’t even notice when - was resting on the back of your seat.

“anyway! lemme grab more tequilas… you want some?” you asked, grinning. your best friend just shook his head, amused.

“how do you do that?” you asked, eyes flickered between him and the whiskey in his hand. yoongi let out a quiet, heart-warming laugh.

“i just like whiskey. i don’t feel the need to taste every possible drink on the menu, unlike someone i know” he teased and you faked a offended look, pulling your margarita closer.

“i just feel like having margaritas today, what’s wrong with that? you’re just boring” you mumbled and took a sip.

“yeah, well, at least i don’t get drunk after having two drinks” yoongi grunted. you scoffed, punching his arm

“i’m interesting when i’m drunk, so you shouldn’t complain” you hummed, glaring playfully at him. he titled his head

“yeah? who told you that?” he shook his head, grabbing his whiskey.

“i tend to share secrets” resting your chin in the palm of your hand, he cocked an eyebrow “like… i never went skiing”

he let out a dramatic gasp.

“unbelievable. shocking. i never saw that coming” he giggled and you punched him again.

“i swear! i never told anyone that! why do you think i always turn down namjoon’s girlfriend when she asks me to go with her friends?” you mumbled, grabbing your drink. yoongi let out a scoff, frowning. that would make sense, he always thought you were simply busy.

“i’ll teach you one day” yoongi smiled sweetly, noticing how your eyes lit up.

sipping on your mojito with lime, you flipped the pages of a random beauty magazine laying in the table. yoongi looked up from his notebook, scanning you.

“oh, i know this actress!” you hummed to yourself, placing a finger on her cheek. your brows furrowed in thought, trying to recall where you saw her before. he leaned closer, taking a peek.

“oh, her” he hummed “she’s pretty”

you nodded, weird feeling washing over your stomach.

“yeah…” you agreed quietly, taking a sip of your mojito “she has such a pretty nose”

“that’s a specific thing to say” he giggled, coming back to his notebook filled with lyric ideas.

“i don’t know, i always payed attention to noses since i don’t like mine…” barely audible murmur left your mouth, causing him to freeze.

“you don’t like your nose? i think it’s cute” yoongi said seriously, slowly looking at you. a blush formed on your cheeks, trying your best not to smile too wildly.

“that’s… thank you” you hum, continuing to flip the pages.

the horrendous pounding in your head would stop a normal person from drinking. but, as yoongi reminded you often, you’re not normal.

taking a sip of your sweet mimosa you groaned, the night breeze making you shiver a bit.

“hey… what are doing here… alone?” your best friend’s voice brought you back to reality. you looked up and sent him a soft smile.

“thinking… and also its so loud inside, i had to catch some fresh air” you hummed, leaning against the railing “and you?”

“i saw that my favourite person is missing” yoongi shrugged nonchalantly, standing next to you “what are you thinking about?”

“y’know… first crushes… what ifs…” you sighed, swirling your mimosa, the piece of orange almosr falling inside. your friend’s brows furrowed. now that’s interesting.

“first crushes? how come i did not know you even had one?” he teased, nudging your arm

“well i never knew about yours so we’re even” you grunted, causing him to scoff.

“i think… my friend crush was a classmate of mine but man, it was so long ago. i heard she’s married now” he said shyly, watching you sip on the drink. you didn’t know why your heart was hit by a sudden pang “and yours?”

“but don’t laugh at me or i’ll throw you off the balcony” you send him a threatening look, pointing at the railing. yoongi rose his hands up as a i give up sign. you sighed and looked around, making sure no one hears you “my first crush was hobi”

“what?!” yoongi yelped, causing you to fly and cover his mouth. both erupting with giggles, you shook your head.

“shut up! it was when you debuted, okay?! he was cute and mysterious… shut up, don’t look at me like that! and don’t even think about telling him!” you whined, his laughs making you grin too.

your friends watched you two from behind the door, sharing whispers about how cute you look right now.

“oh no…” yoongi murmured upon seeing you and the empty glasses on the table. you were finishing your fourth piña colada, a drink you always had when you felt extremely sad. ‘to have some contrast in your life, since piña colada is a happy drink’ was your explanation. he sat down in front of you, nudging your leg “what happened?”

you just sniffed, teary eyes looking at yoongi’s worried ones.

“you’re so dumb”

“excuse me?” he scoffed, leaning forward to grab your hand. you smacked his, even more tears gathering ar your waterline

“see! that’s what i’m talking about! you’re so cute and sweet to me all the time and you don’t even know how many damage you do because of that!” you whined, shaking your head and wiping your tears. yoongi was truly dumbfounded. was this another drunken confession…?

“i don’t… i don’t understand” he whispered, standing up to sit next to you

“i love you, yoongi” you blurt out suddenly, causing him to freeze “i can’t do this anymore. i wanted to tell you while not being drunk but it just came down on me, and i for sad because i started thinking what if i ruin our friendship and i got drunk and accidentally confessed now… my life is a joke and i hate you”

“that was… a lot to unpack. also i don’t understand one thing: you hate me but you love me?” he asked, amused and sat down next to you, titling your chin so you were looking at him

“yes, because you don’t see it! everyone sees it! even jungkook asked me when were planning to tell them were dating because it’s so obvious there’s something going on! and you… you don’t see it” you whined, leaning towards and hiding your face in the crook of his neck, bursting out crying.

yoongi would lie if he said he wasn’t amused by all of this but he hated seeing you cry; besides it all made sense now. now that he’s thinking about it, you really were really obvious about his feelings.!

“‘m sorry, don’t cry, okay?” he chuckled, pulling you back a bit. one hand cupping your jaw, the other wiping your tears. you pouted, a small smile forming in his lips “and don’t… don’t do that”

“why not?” you jutted your lower lip even more dramatically

“because i’ll kiss you” he hummed nonchalantly, wiping the last tears. you froze, feeling like all the alcohol left your body

“what?” you whispered, blinking slowly.

“y/n… you’re so cute it hurts. we’ve known each other for years… basically our whole lives… and why come do i learn about you the most ridiculous things when you’re drunk? it’s a funny habit and i’d never thought it would be contagious” yoongi said slowly, hands slowly cupping your face and squishing your cheeks gently “like… right now. i’m not drunk but i just learned a new thing about myself…”

you frowned, not fully understanding what he’s saying.

“that i like you. i like you too. i had this weird feeling lately but sometimes you need to hear it out loud” he breathed out, stomach filling with butterflies. there it is, that funny feeling again “so what do you say? do we give it a chance?”

“can i kiss you?” you asked eagerly, placing your hands on his. yoongi just nodded and leaned closer.

when you placed your lips on his, he could taste the sweet piña colada you had before. the kiss was something he’d never even dream of; soft and tender… loving.

you pulled back, giggling.

“i feel like i’m drunk…” you grinned, causing him to roll his eyes “…on you this time”

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⌜No Hoods Attached | Chapter 01 Chapter 01 | volunteer work⌟

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"I swear, I don't even know how I allowed you to talk me into doing this." You pulled on the collar of your hoodie, feeling yourself growing anxious as you stood outside the double doors of a large stadium.

"Because you owed me and I owed someone else. Kinda handled two things at once, ya' know?" The voice of your best friend, Seora, comes out faintly through the phone pressed up against your ear.

"Yeah, and I thought you'd cash in the favor by me buying you ATEEZ merch or some food, not use it to come and do someone else's job for them." You hissed into the device, a bit frustrated at how nonchalant she sounded. "I can literally go to jail for employment fraud."

"If you stick to the plan, act the part, you won't get caught~"

You sighed in a mixture of annoyance and disappointment as you rubbed the bridge of your nose. "Okay, whatever. What am I supposed to do again?"

"Just walk up to the desk, say you're Han Ji-yoo and one of the volunteers. Hand 'em that ticket stub, and boom! You're good. And don't stress too much; I'll be there in like an hour." As Seora tried quelling your fears, you looked down at your watch only for it to read eight o'clock in the morning; it was time.

After wrapping up your goodbye with your friend, as well as threatening to choke her if you got caught, you hung up the phone, placing it in your pocket.

Taking one more deep breath, you made your way inside the stadium. Walking up to one of the booths, you politely knocked on the window to catch the teller's attention. "What can I do to help you?"

"Um, hi? My name is Han Ji-yoo and I'm one of the volunteers for the BTS concert that's being held today." You knew you must have looked sketchy by the way you kept fidgeting in place.

"Ticket, please?" The teller spoke with a polite smile.

"Oh, right. Just a sec." Fumbling in your hoodie pocket, you took out the ticket Seora gave you, sliding it through the slot.

The teller's eyes were narrowed as he looked down to observe the authentication of the ticket.

You were sweating bullets as you waited for something to happen.

Oh, Gods. Oh, Gods. Oh, Gods. I'm screwed! He knows I'm not Ji-yoo! I'm gonna go to jail and become someone's prison bitchㅡ

Your dramatic and hectic thoughts were disrupted by the teller's voice. "Okay Ms. Han, if you'd just sign here to document your attendance, I'll go fetch your badge." With that, you forged Ji-yoo's signature, something Seora made sure you learned to do, and the teller left the window to get the badge.

As soon as the man was out of sight, you squatted down to the floor, hands on your head as you prayed to any and all the Gods above. You can't believe you just committed identity fraud and got away with it.

Too deep into your miniature breakdown, you didn't notice the teller's reappearance. "Ms. Han?"

You jumped up at once, nearly giving the teller a heart attack. "Hello, sorry, I was tying my shoe."

Clearing his throat, the teller slid the badge through the slot. "Here's your badge, Ms. Han. Be sure to always have this in view around your neck so you aren't mistaken as trespassing," he gave you a laminated card hooked onto a long cord. "Just go down this hallway and turn left when you reach the intersection. There should be a sign on a metal door showcasing the point of where the volunteers go."

"Thank you, have a nice day," you told the teller, picking up the badge and placing it around your neck. You then followed the teller's instructions, arriving at the room in less than ten minutes.

The moment you walked inside, there was a woman that asked to see your badge. "Ms. Han, here is the map as well as your schedule for today." She then handed you two sheets of paper. "You will be located in Group C. Your task, along with the other volunteers of the group, will be to set up the room in which the fan-meeting will be held."

"A fan-meeting?" You looked up, confused at what you heard. "I didn't know there would be a fan meeting after the concert."

The woman gave you a polite smile as if already expecting your response. "This information was withheld from the volunteers to ensure that it wouldn't be leaked out to the public and cause too much chaos."

You nodded your head in understanding. "So where do I go again?"

"Group C is over there by the double doors."

After thanking her, you briskly made your way over to the group of people; there were about twenty in total, a little less than you were inspecting.

"Good afternoon everyone, my name is Kim Sang-hun and today I will be your group leader for Group C." An averaged height male with fading-grey hair stood at the front of the group with a bright smile on his face. "If Mrs. Lee didn't already explain, our task as Group C is to prepare and decorate the room for the fan-meeting that will be held after today's concert." Sang-hun did a bit more explaining as well as answered a few people's questions before telling us all to follow him towards the room where the fan meeting would be held.

Your group walked for a bit before stopping at a metal door that led to a room the size of a high school library with a bunch of white and purple decorations, chairs, and posters sitting in a corner.

"Alright, group." Sang-hun clapped to catch everyone's attention, "Let's get to it."

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Time seemed to move by quickly as you found yourself immersed within the tasks you were given; as soon as you were finished with one thing, you were immediately assigned anotherㅡit was oddly satisfying.

Other than that, you surprisingly found yourself talking and laughing a bit with those around you.

Growing up, you weren't an outgoing child; this often led to you having trouble socializing with others your own age. Honestly, it was a miracle that you and Seora managed to become friends, seeing as she was the complete opposite of you, so you were a bit happy to be able to converse a little with the other volunteers, even if the conversations were no more than four or five minutes long.

The sound of talking and the scraping of chairs filled the room as dozens of people moved about, decorating the room for the upcoming fan-meeting.

Instead of out there with the other volunteers hanging up posters or blowing up balloons, you were seated in a corner tying up purple steamers.

"Hey, Ji-yoo." You continued to knot the streamers together, forgetting that you were posing as Han Ji-yoo; you only remembered when the person repeated the name as well as giving you a tap on the shoulder.

"Huh?" When you looked up, you were greeted by a pretty brunette girl, who was pale with hazel eyes, and had her hair cascading over the side of her neck in waves; her badge read Kim Alex.

"Hi, my name is Alex and I'm so sorry to interrupt you, but there's a girl named Seora looking for you."

You perked up at the mention of your best friend, "Really? Where is she?" You leaned over, trying to see if you'd see her behind Alex.

"She's not here, she's actually in my group, Group F," Alex spoke, seeing your actions. "I just thought I'd let you know since I was asked to tell Group C that it was lunchtime and noticed that you were one of the few that didn't move."

You nodded your head in understanding as you saw other people from your group leaving their spots and walking out of the room. Following suit, you put down the things you were working on, got up, and followed the others, with Alex right behind you.

"So how did you know I was the one she was looking for?" You asked the brunette, wanting to start a conversation.

Alex scratched the back of her neck in a sort of sheepish way. "Seora actually came into the room about an hour ago exclaiming loudly if anyone knew where Lin Y/N. When no one knew what she was talking about, she went on to describe the person wearing an oversized red hoodie. Someone then told her that no one by that name was a volunteer and that there was a Han Ji-yoo in Group C that fit that description," she explained as the two of you walked down a long hallway with the others. "She apologized and then asked me to pass you the message when I went to fetch Group C."

When Alex finished her explanation, you wanted to both rub your face in exasperation and strangle Seora for unintentionally revealing your identity. "Ha, Seora's such a jokester sometimes." you forcefully laughed with a smile.

Soon enough, you all reached the luncheon area.

"Ji-yoo! Over here!" There, by the table filled with boxed sandwiches, was Seora.

You turned to smile at Alex, "Thanks for giving me Seora's message. Hope you have a good rest of the day," you told the brunette before walking over to deal with your headache.

As soon as you made it to Seora's side, you gave her a swift punch in the side.

"Ow! What the hell was that for?" she hissed, rubbing her side.

"You got me to pretend to be someone else only to reveal my real damn name? What sense does that make?"

Your agitation only grew once you saw the sheepish expression on her face. ""Heh, my bad. It slipped. Got caught in the moment."

Sucking on your teeth, you just shook your head, "Yeah, yeah, yeah. Let's just go get something to eat before you expose me anymore," you told the girl, walking past her to grab a boxed lunch.

"I said I was sorry," she whined, trailing behind you.

*** Like I said in the Blurb, this will be my final and last time re-writing this book.

As time passed and as I grew as a writer, I found that my previous form of writing (this book, lol) was HORRIBLE. Like how did y'all even read this shit!? Y'all wrong for not telling me this was trash 🤣🤣.

But yeah, I will be re-doing everything, as well as fixing plot holes and giving the Taehyung romance that was not given the first time around.

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