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look down on me like that - 5 (explicit)

genre: slow burn enemies to lovers hatefucking coworkers au, smut (w some eventual angst)

pairing: yoongi x reader

summary: your asshole coworker min yoongi has made it his personal mission to ruin your life.

word count: 11.4k (you're welcome 😌)

contains: ~explicit sexual content~ !! *deep breath in* YES THERE IS ACTUAL FUCKING HAPPENING - EVERYONE REMAIN CALM. also i promise this is the most unhinged reader gets lmao. alright let's go: one night stand/stranger sex, semi-public sex (bathroom of a bar), fingering, spanking, a truly gratuitous blowjob, orgasm denial, a smidge of dirty talk/namecalling, finger sucking?, protected sex, semi-awkward sex lmao, the hatefucking is HERE 🙌🏻 plenty of alcohol mentions as always,, so much alcohol. this chapter also features a couple fun cameos - kihyun of monsta x and wonho 💜

A/N: hope y'all enjoy this absolute CHAOS!! i have so many lovely friends who cheered me on while i was writing this, far too many to name, but i fucking adore you all 🥺🥺 and i do want to specifically shoutout @kiestrokes because the ~spicy twist~ in this chapter would not be HALF as good if it wasn't for her and her big beautiful brain. srsly she took a half-baked idea i had and made it insane. god i love that woman. ALRIGHT ENOUGH BABBLING - ENJOY!!!!!

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“Try this.” Jimin yanks an emerald green dress off the hanger and chucks it over his shoulder, nearly hitting you.

“Ugh, I hate this one,” you groan as you hold the offending item up for inspection, pinched between index finger and thumb. “The fabric is so itchy.”

Your best friend whips around, hands on hips, when you question his taste. “I’m sorry, did I just hear you going back on our agreement? Is that what this is?”

You groan, flopping over onto your bedspread, doing your best not to mess up your hair. Jimin had, understandably, been pissed when you’d called him immediately upon leaving the office last night, hands still shaking as you cradled the phone against your cheek. You think you have permanent hearing damage from the anguished wails your best friend made as you finally admitted everything you hadn’t told him. And you certainly could have done without the appreciative noises he made after he forced you to describe Suga’s dick in explicit detail.

It’s not like you aren’t constantly thinking about it, anyway.

Especially now that Yoongi has specifically told you everything, everything he wants to do to you. The words swim back to you in pieces whenever you aren’t actively trying to suppress the memory. Finger that tight little pussy. Spank you until you bruise. Fuck you like the slut you so clearly are.

God. You’ve been horny for 24 hours straight. This can’t be good for your health.

Jimin had nearly disowned you for letting secrecy infiltrate your friendship for the first time in over a decade, but then he’d realized how truly distraught you were as you just kept babbling into the phone about Suga, too far gone to make any sense.

“Jesus fucking christ, it’s not the end of the world!” He’d finally interrupted with a frustrated groan. “You really think Suga is the only man in the world who can fuck you senseless? He was probably overselling it anyway. Having a pretty dick doesn’t guarantee he knows what to do with it.”

At this point you’d stumbled onto the bus home, and you remember smacking your forehead against the cold glass of the window with a whine at the words pretty dick, your mind already departing on another Yoongi spiral.

Jimin’s peal of laughter rang in your ears. “I’ve never heard you down this bad in my life, good god girl! We just need to get you laid so your fucking brain can work right again.”

“Please,” you’d grunted.

“Alright, I’m coming over tomorrow, and we’re going out.” He’d paused then, and you knew there was more even before he continued. It was like you could hear his evil smile. “And I get to pick your outfit.”

You’re snapped out of the memory as a second dress is tossed your way, this one hitting you square in the face.

“Either the green or this one. You’re still in the doghouse, ma’am,” Jimin reminds you.

You pull the second option up to examine it, already grateful for the softer feel of the material. Jimin loves to put you in shit that you’d never wear— usually dresses that he bought for you, or bullied you into buying. You think you already dress pretty racy when you go out, but Jimin likes to take it to another level, always encouraging you to show more skin, more tits, more ass. He’s definitely responsible for this number even being in your closet: dark burgundy in color, it’s tight, short, and the cutouts leave very little to the imagination.

You whine softly despite yourself. “Do I have to? I’m going to freeze to death.”

Jimin has already moved to sit at your desk, examining his hair in the mirror you use to do your makeup. He’s in one of his favorite going-out shirts, one he claims “makes even the straight boys look twice”, a blue and white striped button down with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows. He doesn’t even bother making eye contact with you as he peers at his reflection, fiddling with the silver hoops in his ears. “I dunno. Depends on whether or not you value my friendship.”

You roll your eyes at his dramatics. “I can’t stand you.”

“Will you shut up and put your damn freakum dress on already?” He rummages through your makeup bag without asking until he finds what he’s looking for, a tube of Fenty gloss that he dabs in the center of his bottom lip.

“That is not what freakum dress means,” you say with a laugh as you stand to strip out of your sweats, but he’s already reaching for his phone that’s connected to your Bluetooth speaker, another requirement for the evening in order to keep your friendship intact. Beyoncé starts to blast as you pull your shirt over your head and suck in for dear life.

“So, what exactly is the plan?” You ask as soon as you swallow down another shot, nearly shouting to be heard over the noise of the bar. Jimin made you do a couple in your kitchen before you left, and though you haven’t even been out for an hour, you’re already straddling the line between tipsy and drunk.

He shoots you a look. “Don’t act so innocent, like I haven’t personally seen you go home with random dudes.”

Your gaze flits over the mass of bodies out on the dance floor. “I mean, yeah, but…” You shrug, grimacing slightly. “I don’t know, it’s been a while. And we’re not in college anymore.”

“What about him?” You look back at Jimin and he nods his head behind you. You do your best to be subtle as you glance over your shoulder to see two guys a couple of tables away.

“Which one?”

Jimin makes a face like it’s obvious. “Are you kidding me? The absolutely built daddy with the red hair?”

You examine them more closely, scrunching your nose up a little. He’s cute, big as hell, and you certainly notice his bubble butt in those tight pants. But it just doesn’t feel right. “I don’t know that he’s my type.” When your gaze lands on his friend, dressed in all black, dark hair skimming over his eyes as he leans in to say something, your heart flips in your chest. Now that could work.

Turning back to Jimin to say as much, you realize that he’s already brushing past you. “Well I’m not stupid,” he scoffs, and you scramble to follow after him as he stalks confidently across the room.

He’s already talking to them when you catch up. “Hi boys. Care for some company?”

They glance at each other, and you can tell Jimin’s presence is clearly unexpected but not unwelcome. He wasn’t wrong: nobody can resist him in that damn shirt.

“Sure,” red-haired daddy says with a shy giggle, and you have to bite back a smile. You were not expecting a guy that built to react so softly, and you already know your best friend is going feral on the inside. There is nothing Jimin loves more than a man he can fluster. Especially one who can make him pay for it.

His friend flags down a server and orders a round of shots for the table, then gives you a small wave as Jimin takes the liberty of giving his name and yours. “I’m Kihyun.”

“Hoseok,” Jimin's target is clearly squirming under his intense gaze. “But my friends call me Wonho.”

“Can I be your friend?” Jimin purrs. You’re nearly laughing at how quickly he lost the plot of trying to get you laid, but he’s also such an intense flirt that it nearly works as a wingman maneuver, in its own weird way.

You scoot a little closer to Kihyun as Jimin and Wonho disappear into their own conversation. Up close you can really admire how attractive he is, full lips and a wickedly sharp jawline.

“Hi,” you say with a smile, surprised to find yourself slightly nervous despite the alcohol coursing through your system.

“Hi,” he says back, and he looks like he’s about to say more when the server reappears with a tray of four shots.

“Thanks again for these,” you say as you reach for one, and he waves it off. You glance over at Jimin and Wonho, assuming they might want to toast as a group, but Jimin is already hooking his elbow around Wonho’s ridiculous bicep and making a not-at-all-subtle comment about how big he is, intertwining their arms before they each throw the shot back.

You look at Kihyun again, who is biting his lip nervously, and you can feel your face heat up. You’re no Jimin, so you settle for gently tapping your shot glass against his. “Cheers.”

He echoes the sentiment and you down your drinks simultaneously. You shiver a little as you swallow, but you’ve had enough that you don’t even feel the burn of the alcohol.

“So,” Kihyun’s eyes flit over to Jimin, then return to you. “Do you two come here a lot?”

You shrug. “We rotate. Jimin likes this place more than I do. You?”

He laughs softly. “Not really. Honestly, we’re both homebodies, but we try to get out every so often. Always nice to meet new people.” It’s so quick you nearly miss it, but you swear his eyes jump down your figure and back up again.

You try to ignore the little voice in your head reminding you of another pair of eyes; dark, calculating, wandering over your body. Not now.

“I couldn’t agree more,” you say, because it’s true: a new person is definitely what you need in this moment.

Before you can ask a follow-up question, you hear Jimin, talking loudly so that he’s audible over the music. “Your thighs look so good in those pants!” You have to resist the urge to smack your head against the table when you look over to see him attempting— and absolutely failing— to wrap his small hands around the circumference of Wonho’s leg, who is giggling like a schoolgirl.

You glance back at Kihyun, who is equally enraptured. “I’m so sorry,” you say quietly. “He is unfortunately always like this.”

“You know where else those thighs would look good?” Jimin’s voice lowers as he asks the question, and you watch Kihyun’s eyes go wide.

“Do you want to dance?” You say quickly, and he nods so fast you think his head might fall off. You start to break away from the group, his hand slipping to your waist, when Jimin smacks the table so loud that it makes you jump.

“Hey!” He yells, and you turn back, but he’s pointing at Kihyun, who instantly looks terrified. He leans in, as if to divulge confidential information, and Kihyun takes a tentative step towards him.

“Just so you’re aware,” Jimin starts, and you know it’s going to be bad. “She needs to get dicked down. Severely. Hope you’re ready.”

You close your hand around Kihyun’s wrist and drag him towards the dance floor, eager for a distraction to keep you from murdering your best friend.

Now that you’re actually in motion, you can feel the last couple of shots quickly catching up to you, the room blurring slightly at the edges. At the center of the dance floor, the thudding bass is loud enough to make it hard to think, which is exactly what you need right now.

You’re grateful not to have to force any more conversation, both of Kihyun’s hands slipping to your hips as you start to move in time to the music. It gives you free reign to admire him up close, and damn, he really is gorgeous. He’s only a little taller than you in your heels— probably about the same height as Yoongi, though his frame is slighter, smaller. You watch as his dark hair falls into his eyes again and he reaches up to sweep it off his forehead— Yoongi’s hair is a little longer, and he certainly has much better hands, but other than that—

You have to squeeze your eyes shut when you realize what the fuck you're doing. The whole point of this encounter is to stop thinking about Yoongi. Not pick apart this absolute stranger in comparison to him.

You desperately wish you could get another drink, but you know that would push you all the way into “drunk” territory. As much as you hate admitting it, Jimin was right: you really need to be able to consent to sex tonight. You’re gonna have to get through this the old-fashioned way, with sheer fucking willpower.

“Are you okay?”

Your eyes flutter open to meet Kihyun’s concerned gaze. “Yeah, yeah, sorry. Just, uh. Thinking about work.” Not a complete lie.

“Well, don’t,” he says with a soft laugh. “It’s the weekend. You should enjoy it.” His hands press a little tighter, pulling you close until your body is flush with his. His breath ghosts over your neck as you hear his voice in your ear. “That dress looks really good on you.”

A different voice echoes in your mind before you can stop it. Spread your legs for me. Show me what’s under that dress. You can’t help but wonder if this is what it feels like to literally go insane, and then you grab Kihyun’s face with both hands and kiss him in a desperate attempt to not think anymore.

You can feel him freeze, clearly not expecting it, but after a second his mouth starts to move against yours. His hands slip further down towards your ass, and fuck, it occurs to you that you are still incredibly horny. You need this to happen as soon as possible.

Pulling away and sliding your hands to Kihyun’s shoulders, you tilt up to speak into his ear. “Do you live near here?”

His eyes go wide for at least the third time tonight. “Y-yeah, not far.” You see his tongue dart out to lick his lips.

“I don’t know how to say this politely,” you admit with an embarrassed smile. “But my friend wasn’t wrong. About… what I need.”

He pauses for a moment, and your stomach twists as you prepare for rejection, the reasonable reaction considering you basically jumped this man like a crazy person. But then he smiles, leaning into you so he can keep his tone soft. “Come on, then.”

You follow Kihyun as he guides you towards the exit, keeping one hand pressed to the small of your back. It’s hard to miss the other half of your group making their way through the crowd— Wonho is large enough that people quickly shrink to get out of his way, but his gaze is entirely transfixed on Jimin’s ass in front of him. You nod in their direction and Kihyun follows as you push past bodies to reunite.

“Are you leaving?!” Jimin asks, and you can only nod. His eyes jump to Kihyun. “I told you, you better give it to her!” He shouts it so loudly that people standing behind him glance over their shoulders, but he is fully unfazed, now brandishing his cellphone. “And I always have her location on, so if you murder her, I will come find you!”

With a roll of your eyes, you lean across the circle so that Wonho can hear you. “Take good care of him, okay?” When you pull away, you swear he’s blushing as red as his hair, and he nods sheepishly.

You turn back to Kihyun. “Ready?”

The door to Kihyun’s apartment barely has time to close behind you before you find his lips with yours again. He presses you up against the wall of the entryway, and you waste no time in moving your hands over his body. His shirt and pants hit the floor in quick succession.

When he reaches for the hem of your dress, you cover his hands with yours to stop him. “Do you— is it okay if I keep it on?”

“Yeah,” he murmurs, breathless. “Yeah, okay.”

He kisses you again and you let him guide you backwards through an open door into his bedroom until you feel the mattress hit the backs of your knees. You perch on the edge of the bed and glance around the room, taking it in. It’s clean, if minimally furnished, and your stomach flips when you see a nondescript work desk tucked into one corner.

You look at Kihyun when you feel his hand gently rub your thigh, encouraging you to spread your legs.

“Kihyun?”

“Yeah?”

Your gaze jumps to his desk, then back to him. “Do— uh… Do you think you could bend me over your desk?”

He seems a little dumbfounded, and takes a second to find words. “Wh— I— yeah, yes, I can do that. I just—” he clears his throat. “Do you need, like, foreplay, or…?”

You stand up again, knees shaking slightly. “I’ll tell you what to do, does that work?”

It must, because he kisses you, eventually starting to move towards the desk. When you’ve gotten far enough, you feel him tug at your hips, encouraging you to spin around so your back is flush with his chest. His hand slides up to your shoulders to gently press you forward, and you brace your forearms on the desk, already breathless.

“P-pull my dress up,” you manage to instruct. His hands caress over your thighs, then move to the hem of your dress, pushing up until your ass is fully exposed for him.

Get a good look at that ass you were tempting me with, the voice in your head finishes for you. You squeeze your eyes shut, trying to focus on this moment, this man. Not any others.

You look back at Kihyun over your shoulder in an attempt to stay present, spreading your legs a little wider. “Touch me.”

He slowly moves a hand from your thigh up towards your core, and you feel his fingers just barely brush over the fabric of your underwear. The rush of contact after so much anticipation is enough to make you shiver slightly, but his touch is so light, so gentle.

Gentle is not what you need right now.

Keeping yourself held up on one arm, you reach the other behind you to forcefully tug your panties to the side. “Your fingers, Kihyun,” you hiss.

You tip your head forward and swallow down a whine of relief as he presses a digit into you and starts to rub circles. “How’s that?” His voice purrs in your ear, and you whimper as you nod.

It feels good, especially when he adds a second finger, but it’s not enough. He’s too soft, too tentative.

You look back at him again. “Can you spank me?”

You’ve officially lost count of the number of times you’ve surprised this man tonight. “I— what?”

“Like, smack my ass?”

“Like this?” He asks, but you barely feel it when he brings his hand down over your ass.

“Harder,” you say almost instantly, realizing after the fact that you could probably stand to be a little nicer to this random stranger. “Please.”

Kihyun’s second attempt is better, enough to make you groan softly as the sensation of the sting mixes with the movements of his fingers pressing against your front wall. He does it again, harder still, and you wiggle your ass back towards him— you need more, more than his hands can give.

“Kihyun,” you gasp, “want you to fuck me.”

“Yeah? I’ll fuck you right here,” he grunts. At least he seems to be genuinely into it, you think to yourself gratefully. He smacks your ass a final time and you bite down on your lip as he withdraws his fingers. “One second.”

You hear the sound of him opening a drawer somewhere in his room and retrieving a condom, and you let your eyes flutter closed until his hands brush over your hips again.

“Ready?”

“Yes, Kihyun, please,” you beg, your head dropping down onto your forearms. “Please fuck me.” Desire is wound up so tight inside you that you can’t think about anything else; you need this so fucking badly.

He makes a strangled whine as he presses into you, and you move your hips back onto him, gasping slightly at the stretch. “Fuck.”

“God, you feel so fucking good,” Kihyun groans, and he starts to roll into you with steady thrusts that brush the head of his cock right over your g-spot. You push backwards, matching his rhythm, and he’s not wrong: it feels good.

But it’s not enough.

“Harder,” you groan, your voice muffled in the crook of your elbow, and you hear Kihyun grunt as he picks up the pace, hips snapping against your ass. Better, but somehow still not what you need.

“Please, Kihyun,” you encourage again. “Fuck me like a slut.”

“Jesus,” he breathes, and for a second, you wonder if you’ve finally broken him. But then his hand cracks over your ass, hard enough to take you by surprise, and he starts to thrust even faster.

“Is this what you want?” He asks, and his voice is tense, almost angry; something about it makes your walls start to flutter. Your orgasm is so frustratingly close, yet somehow beyond your grasp.

And then you hear that all-too familiar voice in your head. I want to make you come so hard that your legs shake. Before you can help it, you moan a little at the memory. The way Yoongi leveled his gaze on you as he spoke so calmly, in a way that had you believing every single word. You can feel your core starting to tighten at the very thought, and once your brain realizes that’s what will get you there, it’s like the fucking floodgates open.

“Oh fuck,” you groan, and you can hear him grunt in agreement, like he’s close, too.

You’re helpless to stop it now, too desperate to come. Yoongi’s voice, his face, his tongue, his hands, his cock. It’s all you can think of. You gasp as everything inside you tightens and starts to pulse.

“Shit, shit, I’m gonna come,” you whine. So hard that you have no choice but to scream my name as I wreck you, the voice in your head finishes, and you dig your nails into the desk beneath you as you reach your climax.

Your back arches, pleasure washing over you, and you cry out. “Yes, Yoongi, yes!”

There’s a moment where his hips stutter, and then he pushes all the way into you one last time with a grunt of effort as he comes, too. Your heartbeat starts to slow.

And then it occurs to you that the man fucking you is absolutely not named Yoongi, and you smack a hand over your mouth.

“Oh my god,” you say softly, voice muffled, and you remove your hand as you start to straighten up. You can hear Kihyun still breathing heavily behind you, but he’s otherwise silent as he releases his grip on your hips and slides out of you.

“Kihyun,” you turn to watch him cross the room to the en-suite bathroom, where he briefly disappears to dispose of the condom. Face burning with embarrassment, you awkwardly maneuver to readjust your underwear and pull your dress back down over your ass.

When he reappears in the doorway, you try again. “Kihyun, I am so sorry. I—I don’t—” you fumble for what to say, knowing full well you don’t have a good explanation. At least not one that doesn’t make you sound insane.

“It’s cool,” he says, but he’s clearly uncomfortable. “I mean, you know. Shit happens.”

You glance around nervously for your phone before realizing it’s back on the table in the entryway where you tossed it in the throes of passion. You shoot Kihyun a weak smile. “I should— let me call Jimin. I can get a ride home.”

Kihyun laughs dryly. “Yeah, I’m gonna take a wild guess that he might be a little busy. I can take you home. It’s not a big deal.”

As much as your pride wants to refuse, you don’t exactly have a backup plan. “I would really appreciate that,” you murmur.

The drive is silent and painfully awkward, Kihyun turning up the music just loud enough that you get the indication that he doesn’t want to talk. As the lights of the city stream by, you can’t help but wonder how everything got so fucked up.

When Kihyun pulls up to your apartment complex, you indicate where he can drop you off, and he reaches over you as the car slows to a stop to politely open the door.

“Have a good night,” he says firmly, and you can barely manage a word of thanks before you slip out of his car and head up the stairs to die of embarrassment.

Jimin shows up at your door late Sunday afternoon, a takeout bag of haejangguk tucked under one arm, gushing incessantly about the various ways Wonho threw him around all night. It feels like he babbles for an hour, until he finally takes a break to sip from his own container of soup, and prompts you with a raise of his eyebrows.

“Your turn. Was your mission successful?”

You keep your gaze firmly planted on the floor as you recount what happened.

“Oh, you’ve got to be fucking kidding me.”

~*~

Jimin decides that you’ll try again next weekend, promising he’ll be less distracted. You’re not positive you’ll survive that long. You preemptively text Jungkook asking to take the week off from boxing class - your stomach is such a fucking bundle of nerves that you barely sleep at all Sunday night, and you know the next five days spent in constant fear of running into Yoongi is only going to make it worse.

Those same nerves creep up into your throat when you unlock the doors Monday morning, Jungkook waiting patiently behind you with his hands wrapped around the straps of his backpack.

Dread blooms inside of you as you move to place your purse on your desk, and then you make a split-second decision, spinning back to face Jungkook.

“Hey, JK?” The nickname is unplanned, just sort of comes out, but you see him visibly brighten. “Are there any open desks on your side of the office? I think I need a change of scenery.”

He nods, eyes wide. “Yeah! I’m actually all by myself right now. Sunye is on maternity leave for the rest of the month. You can use her desk.”

You gesture for him to lead the way and he does, heading past the break room and walking backwards down the hallway to keep talking to you. “Is there something wrong with your normal desk? We can always put in a work order.”

“Uh, no,” you scramble, trying to find a good excuse. “It can just be a little distracting, you know. People coming in and out all day. I’ve got a lot of stuff I need to be heads-down on this week.”

The excuse sounds flimsy and false to you, but he seems to buy it. “Yeah, makes sense! I’ll try not to distract you too much.”

He does a full 360-degree spin on his heels as you turn the corner at the end of the hall, and it’s enough to make you laugh softly despite yourself. There’s a small alcove with a desk pressed against either wall, and you don’t even have to ask which one is Jungkook’s. The standing desk is dotted with tell-tale signs of Baby Star Candy: an empty shaker cup, a mini tub of protein powder, several fidget toys tucked beneath his monitor. A small collage of polaroids is taped to the wall where you see him smiling with friends, throwing up a peace sign in nearly every single one.

Sunye’s desk is mostly empty, save for a few framed photos of her with her husband and two young kids. You drop your purse down and take a seat as Jungkook chucks his backpack under his desk, both of you reaching to retrieve your laptops.

Outlook hasn’t even loaded before he’s turned around and talking to you again. “So how was your weekend?”

You grimace reflexively at memories you’d rather forget, and Jungkook misinterprets the look. “Oh, sorry, no distractions. I’ll be quiet.”

“No, no,” you shake your head. “It’s not you. My weekend was fine. What about yours?”

He laughs, looking a little embarrassed. “I mean, honestly? I’m super addicted to this new mobile game that just came out. I feel like I blinked and lost two days.” He’s already reaching for his cellphone. “Want to see?” You roll your chair across to his side of the room as Jungkook leans over to show you the little island world he’s nearly 500 levels into. After a few minutes, he seems to remember himself.

“Shit, you specifically said you came here to focus. I’m sorry, I really will leave you alone now.”

You bite down on your bottom lip. “No, it’s okay, JK. I— honestly, I wasn’t being entirely truthful when I said that. I don’t mind the distraction at all, actually. It’s kind of complicated, but… it would be nice if I could hide out here for the foreseeable future.”

He looks at you, clearly surprised. “Of course. Whatever you need. Is everything okay?”

You wince a little, with no idea how to answer that question.

His voice drops. “Is it Suga?”

“It’s complicated.” You repeat with a sigh.

An unfamiliar emotion flashes in Jungkook’s eyes. You’ve never seen him angry before, but you’d guess this is what it looks like. “Hey, seriously, if he’s being aggressive with you, we should do something about it. Report it or something.”

You have to suppress the urge to laugh in his face. Like Yoongi being aggressive with you isn’t exactly what you’ve been fantasizing about for days.

“No, it’s not like that,” you reassure him. “I think we’re just two people who are better off kept apart from each other. That’s all.”

Jungkook nods slowly, and it’s clear from his expression that he wants to pry more, but is forcing himself not to. “Okay.”

There’s a heaviness of unasked and unanswered questions in the air, but the two of you manage to lapse into corporate smalltalk as you roll back over to your desk and dive into your workday.

Jungkook eventually has to peel off for a few virtual meetings, and watching him work is its own source of entertainment. If it’s a meeting that requires his focus, you can tell because he leans in close to his monitor, staring at spreadsheets or data visualizations with a look on his face like he’s using every single brain cell he owns.

You can also tell when he’s put on calls where he clearly isn’t needed, because he’ll spin in a full circle at his desk with a glazed over look in his eye. There are even a few times where you glance up to see him silently doing what you vaguely recognize as TikTok dances, and you have to clap a hand over your mouth to keep from outright laughing.

The day rolls on, and you’re neck deep in drafting a communication when Jungkook’s voice breaks your concentration. “Do you like ramyeon?”

Your head snaps up to see him lean down under his desk to grab his backpack. He unzips it to retrieve two containers of instant noodles, and when he offers one to you, you give an approving nod. “I usually bring two in case I get extra hungry. I’ll make it, come meet me in the break room when you finish what you’re doing.”

You genuinely believe him on the first day, but when he just so happens to bring a second lunch on Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday, you start to get a little suspicious.

Friday has you stuck on a working session straight through your usual lunch hour, and Jungkook disappears without a word, returning as you’re pulling your headset off with two to-go salads in a plastic bag.

“I ordered one, and they gave me two. Crazy, right?”

You quirk an eyebrow at him to signal that you don’t believe a damn word, but you still thank him as you follow him down the hall to the break room.

“You’re coming out tonight, right?” He asks over lunch, and it takes you a second to remember the planned happy hour your boss has scheduled for the office. You’re torn between never wanting to see the inside of a bar again, and the overwhelming desire to drink as much as you can on the company’s dime. Ideally enough to obliterate the brain cells that store your memories of last weekend.

In the end, your cheapness wins out. Plus, given that it’s a social work event, you’d bet your entire salary that Yoongi will be nowhere to be found. You figure it might actually prove to be a good distraction. “Sure, yeah. At least for a couple drinks.”

“Cool,” Jungkook smiles a little as he spears a piece of chicken on his plastic fork. “Let me know when you’re done for the day, we can head over together.”

As much as you’d like to blow off early, a phone call that was supposed to take fifteen minutes ends up lasting over an hour. You mute your headset briefly to give a loud sigh, and shoot Jungkook a silent pout in apology when he meets your gaze, but he just flips his phone around to show you the progress he’s making on his island. At least he’s good at keeping himself entertained, you think with a smile.

Finally the person leading the call seems to come to the extremely delayed realization that no one is going to make any more progress on the issue after 5 PM on a Friday, and things wrap up pretty quickly after that. You and Jungkook gather your things and head for the front, and the office is a ghost town.

Your eyes drift down the opposite hallway towards the Genius Lab, your pulse quickening a little. You’ve checked the lab every evening this week and have luckily only found it empty, but you’re nearly an hour ahead of schedule today. And you don’t exactly have a great track record with Yoongi when it comes to Fridays.

“I should probably…”

“I can do it,” Jungkook cuts in softly. You’re hit with the automatic urge to say no, to shield him from this chaos in any way you can. But it would be really nice to not have to deal with Yoongi for one fucking day.

“I would appreciate that,” you reply, and Jungkook is already striding down the hall. You pretend to busy yourself on your phone as you hear a knock, then the electronic beeps of him punching the code into the door lock. When you glance up, you see him push the door open and stick his head inside, then promptly close it again.

“He’s gone. Let’s get out of here.”

The bar your boss has chosen is only a few blocks away from the office, and Jungkook holds the door open for you to enter first when you arrive. You don’t see your group right when you first walk in, and you have to round a bend in the layout of the building before you spot the long table of familiar faces.

You move to take a step forward, but Jungkook nearly imperceptibly brings a hand to your elbow to stop you. He says nothing, which is unlike him, and you start to ask a question.

“Wh—” the words die in your mouth when you see Yoongi smiling politely into a glass of whiskey, seated at the table next to your boss. His gaze flickers up to meet yours. Your stomach twists as you watch the smile immediately drop off his face.

“We can go,” Jungkook says quickly, but you know you can’t give him the satisfaction.

“It’s fine,” you say, and it comes out a little more harsh than you mean it to. “We don’t have to sit near him.” Jungkook follows your lead to the opposite end of the table. When you take your seats, he almost immediately gets sucked into a conversation with some of the audio engineers. You do your best to at least act like you’re following along, but it feels like the room is spinning despite the fact that you’re entirely sober.

That absolutely needs to change, you quickly determine. You’re sitting at the corner of the table, so it’s easy enough to slip out and get to your feet. Jungkook glances up when you do.

“I’ll be right back,” you say, and your tone must be direct enough that he doesn’t ask any follow-up questions or offer his company. Which is fine, you think to yourself as you cross the room. You’re perfectly capable of walking to the bar and ordering a drink on your own.

At least it feels that way until you sweep your gaze across the room, waiting on a bartender to acknowledge your presence, and realize Yoongi is headed straight towards you, empty glass in hand.

Fuck fuck fuck.

You set your jaw, determined not to let him smell your fear, and renew your conviction to flag someone down and get a drink as fast as possible. When Yoongi takes a seat at the barstool next to you, you will your face not to react. But you’re not quite fast enough to remember to tell your mouth to stay shut, too.

“What are you doing here?” You snap, refusing to look him in the eye.

“I wanted to talk to you,” he says, voice even, and you blink hard. You don’t know what you were expecting, but it wasn’t that. “I figured an event with free alcohol was a good place to start. Let’s hope no one wore their good shoes tonight.”

Setting your jaw has turned into fully gritting your teeth, and you’ve never been more grateful to see a bartender when one approaches. You order quickly, and see Yoongi silently lift his empty glass as a request in your periphery.

“What do you want, Yoongi?”

When he hums and doesn’t respond right away, you glance over to see him running a finger around the rim of his finished drink. Just his fucking hand is enough to send a shiver up your spine, and you tear your gaze away.

“Well, for one, I honestly have to say I was surprised when HR didn’t personally escort me out of the building Monday morning.”

Your head snaps up to look at him again as you parse out his meaning. “Really?”

Yoongi’s gaze meets yours, his brows slightly pinching together as if he’s surprised that you’re surprised. “Uh, yeah.”

You’re so shocked it takes you a minute to form words. “I— I mean, it’s not like it was unprovoked.”

He makes a face as if he’s considering it, shrugging a little. “I suppose.”

As you drop your gaze to the wood grain of the bar, you can’t help but wonder if that was meant to be an apology. You barely have time to process that thought before the bartender returns, setting your drinks down, and you reach for yours like a woman dehydrated. When you take a sip, it’s strong— exactly what you need in this moment.

You’re already halfway off the barstool, very ready to get back to your seat at the table, when Yoongi speaks up again.

“Do you want to hear a funny story?” Something in his tone makes you pause, and he keeps going.

“I heard from an old friend a few days ago. We used to be really close, but lately I don’t think we’ve talked in…” He shakes his head in disbelief, like he’s trying to think. “God, probably years. I’ve been so focused on work. You know how I get.”

You physically recoil at his strange candor, how comfortable he suddenly is with implying that you know him. Your stomach is already starting to turn, though you can’t put a finger on why. It just feels like he’s playing with you.

Yoongi rolls his glass between his palms as he continues. “So you know, we catch up, ask how life is going, all the usual shit. And then my friend— Kihyun, that’s his name— Kih starts telling me about this crazy hookup he had last weekend.”

You nearly drop your drink as your blood runs cold. Yoongi continues the charade, pretending like he’s telling you something you don’t already know first-hand.

“He said he got approached by this super hot girl out of nowhere, and that she was fucking desperate for it. Barely said two words to him before she was asking him to take her home. And once he did, he said the sex was wild. I mean, it definitely sounded great to me when he gave me the play-by-play.” He pauses for a moment, and when he speaks again, there’s a new tone to his voice, almost aggressive. “Straight out of one of my own fantasies, really.”

You take a nervous gulp of your drink in hopes that it might help cool down your burning face— whether it’s from shame or rage, you can’t tell.

“And get this.” Yoongi’s voice is grave now, all pretense of telling a funny story gone as he turns to fully face you. “You’re never gonna believe whose name she cried out when she came. Because it sure wasn’t Kih’s.”

The shock of his words, at the fact that he knows this, is enough to freeze you where you stand. You’re nearly shaking with the chaotic storm of emotions swirling in your brain, and it takes every ounce of willpower you can muster to keep your voice steady as you fix him in your gaze. “I don’t see that it’s any of your business who or how I fuck, Yoongi.”

“Oh, I think it’s absolutely my business when you’re calling them my fucking name. And I don’t understand why you’d settle for imitation when you could have the real thing.” Despite how livid you are, you don’t miss the way your pussy flutters at the smug look on his face.

“Maybe it’s because your friend doesn’t come with all the strings attached that you do.”

“Strings?” He quirks an eyebrow. “I wasn’t planning on dating you, sweetheart.”

You can’t believe how dense he is, and you slam your drink down on the bar. “No, Yoongi, but you’re my fucking coworker. Have you ever heard the phrase, ‘don’t shit where you eat’?” He chuckles dryly into the rim of his glass. “It’s a bad fucking idea.”

He examines you as he takes a sip of whiskey, then finally speaks again. “Here’s the way I see it. We are both sane, consenting adults, very capable of being rational about this.” You scoff in disbelief at how calmly he can say such a thing as you take another long pull from your drink. “There’s obviously a lot of pent-up feelings going on. I’m not saying we have to be friends. Hell, we don’t even have to like each other. Sometimes it’s more fun when you don’t.”

Not expecting that commentary, you nearly choke on the ice in your glass. Yoongi gives you a moment to recover before continuing.

“It seems to me like we could establish something that would be mutually beneficial. Get some of that energy out. If anything, I think it might help both of us actually focus on our work, and that would in turn benefit everyone. It’d certainly be a lot better than the two of us running around like a couple of horny teenagers the way we have been lately. It’s not a purely selfish thing.”

You hate that his stupid logical argument makes sense to you. You hate it so much that you finish your drink in one swallow.

“Look, I’ll make it easy for you,” he says, eyes locked on you, his voice dropping into a lower register. The tone immediately takes you back to the last time you were in his lab. The things he said to you. The things he wanted to do to you. Heat pools in your belly before you can tell it not to.

“I’m going to head back to the group. You get yourself another drink, come join us, and take some time to think about it.”

He leans in to speak the next part directly into your ear, his voice quiet. Every nerve ending in your body lights up at the feeling of his breath against your neck. “Then I’m going to get up and go to the restroom. I’ll give you three minutes to discreetly excuse yourself and join me. If you don’t show, I’ll drop all of this and leave you alone. Promise.”

Yoongi pulls away, shooting you that trademark smirk, knowing full well that he doesn’t have to explain what will happen if you do decide to join him. He already has. Then he slips off the barstool, glass of whiskey in hand, and strides back towards the table.

When you order the next round, you ask for a double.

You do your best to act like the world isn’t ending as you return to your seat at the table. The conversation continues around you, without you; you can only stare dumbly at the empty space between two of your coworkers as you take a long swig of your drink. You’re vaguely aware of discussions of upcoming mixtapes and the Grammy’s, but your brain can’t process anything over the roaring in your ears, the pounding of your heartbeat in your gut— and a little lower.

You feel insane, enraged, and deliriously aroused.

You have no concept of how quickly time is passing, no clue if it’s been an instant or an hour when you see movement from the other end of the table out of the corner of your eye. There’s no self-control left in your system to keep your jaw from going slack, to keep you from unabashedly watching as Yoongi gets up from the table and strides confidently across the bar toward the restroom. He doesn’t so much as glance in your direction.

“Are you alright?”

You whip around at Jungkook’s voice, having completely forgotten there was anyone else in the room. It takes a second for you to snap your mouth shut, and then you realize you have to open it to answer his question.

“I— uh—” You can barely string a sentence together. “My drink is really strong.”

“Do you need some water?”

When you nod, he’s up in a flash, heading towards the bar, and you realize as you watch him disappear that it might have been a bad idea to let yourself be left alone. Because now you have no distraction from the way every cell in your body is screaming at you.

It’s obvious that there is a right choice and a wrong choice here. And you’ve tried so hard, for so long, to be smart. To deny the truth, to say no and go home, to channel the energy out in any other way. But none of it has worked. You still want this terrible man to do terrible things to you, maybe now more than ever. And you’re so fucking tired of making the right choice.

So tonight, you resolve with a final sip of your drink, you’ll make the wrong one. Fuck it.

You slip away from the table before Jungkook returns, following the same path Yoongi did towards the back of the bar. When you reach for the handle of the restroom door, your pulse is racing, enough that you nearly jump out of your skin when the door swings open before you can even touch it. You glance up to find yourself face-to-face with an equally shocked looking Yoongi.

“Your three minutes are up,” he says dryly. Rather than bother with a response, you bring your hand to his chest and firmly shove him back inside the single stall room. You hear him laugh a little as you follow after, pulling the knob and turning the lock into place behind you.

When he takes a step toward you, there’s nowhere for you to go except flush against the door. You watch his eyes drop down your body and back up, taking his time, shameless. His gaze lingers on your mouth.

“Didn’t think you’d really do it,” he murmurs, eyes glinting.

“Call it a lapse in judgment.”

There’s something about the situation that makes you feel like Yoongi has the upper hand— like he expects every part of this to go according to his plan. That, you decide, simply will not do. And then you drop to your knees in front of him.

“Oh my god,” Yoongi breathes, taking a small step back to give you room. “You’re a whore.”

You do your best to shoot a death glare up at him. “I don’t have to do this.”

He smirks. “I meant it as a compliment, honestly. Respectfully.”

That’s it. You’re determined to suck that smug fucking look off his face. “Hands to yourself,” you say firmly. “If you touch me, this all ends.”

Yoongi’s eyes widen, as if he wasn’t expecting you to be giving any orders. But then he nods, raising both hands in the air as if to indicate compliance. You lower your gaze and realize he’s already straining against the fabric of his joggers, which do nothing to hide how hard he is, the thin material clinging to every inch.

In one swift motion, you tug both his pants and boxers down his hips, and you have to actively suppress a soft sigh of appreciation. Yoongi’s ego doesn’t need any more feeding, but damn, his dick is even better up close: long, pale, and pretty.

Glancing back up at him, you maintain eye contact as you lean forward to teasingly trace your tongue along one of the prominent veins that runs the length of his shaft. His eyes are dark with lust as he watches you. Despite being on your knees, a thrill of sheer power runs through you when you see him swallow hard, his Adam’s apple jerking in his throat.

It occurs to you that you are extremely ready to torture this man.

When you reach the tip, you just barely slide your lips over it in an open-mouthed kiss to the head of his cock, your tongue swirling in sloppy circles. You can hear Yoongi breathing now, clearly trying and failing to suppress his shaky exhales at your work.

Tilting your head to find the right angle, you take more of him into your mouth, then bring a hand to his shaft to guide the head of his dick to one side. You don’t miss the quiet groan you elicit from him as you let him press against the soft wall of your cheek to create a bulge. He makes the same sound again, louder, when you rub your tongue firmly along the underside of his shaft while you do it.

His hips jerk under your touch as you start to move the hand wrapped around him in slow, deliberate strokes. You recenter him in your mouth and bob your head along his length in time, now sucking firmly. Yoongi’s breath catches on a moan as you keep your tongue pressed tight to his shaft and match the movement of your head to the deliciously slow pace of your hand.

The sound only encourages you, and you lean forward to take even more of him until his cock briefly brushes against the back of your throat. You hold him there for a second, then swallow.

“Fuck,” Yoongi hisses. You can feel him twitch a little in your mouth, taste it as he leaks precum onto your tongue. You tip back for a few more shallow thrusts, just tormenting him, then repeat the action, humming this time as he hits your throat. His knees nearly buckle.

You glance up at Yoongi as you pull back again, lashes fluttering, and you have to keep yourself from laughing around his cock at the look of pure distress on his face. Now that you’re watching him, you realize his hands are flexing desperately at his sides— it’s clearly taking everything in his power to follow your no touching policy.

Good, you think, and then you lean forward to swallow him down and keep him there, taking as much as you can until your nose is nearly flush with his pelvis. You bob your head, guiding him up and down your throat, choking slightly but too determined to stop even as your eyes start to water.

“Oh my god,” you hear him groan, and your eyebrows raise at the sound of a loud smack. When you look up, still working him in your throat, you realize that he’s helplessly banged a fist on the bathroom door and is now bracing himself against it. You watch as he rakes his other hand through his hair, his head tipping back with a gasp as you increase your pace in response. His hips shudder as he starts to buck softly into your mouth. “Y-yeah, keep doing that, oh fuck, fuck—”

At what feels like the last possible second, you pull off his cock with a soft, wet pop, swallowing down the precum in your mouth. You wipe at the corners of your lips before getting to your feet, legs shaking a little more than you’d like from how long you’ve been on your knees. As you meet his gaze, now at eye-level, it seems you’ve certainly achieved your mission: Yoongi’s usual smug appearance has been replaced with a look of frustrated desperation, courtesy of one denied orgasm.

“Why should I let you get off that easy?” You ask simply, and he makes a noise low in his throat, something between a groan and a laugh.

“Fuck, you are such a bitch.” He advances towards you, and you find yourself backing up, this time until your ass is pressed against the countertop of the bathroom sink. He’s staring at your mouth again, looking at it with what seems to be a little more reverence now that he knows what it’s capable of.

“Am I allowed to touch you yet?” His voice is so low, his mouth so close to yours, that it makes your core ache. The noises you sucked out of him have unfortunately only turned you on even more. “Or are you going to make me beg?”

As much as you’d love to see that, the desperate throb that’s been steadily building between your legs has now overtaken your desire to tease. “Yes, Yoongi, you can touch me.”

The words have barely left your mouth and his hands are already on your hips, firmly spinning you around. You have to clutch the edge of the countertop just to stay upright, but you only feel yourself getting that much wetter at the rough way he handles you. You shiver as he shoves the hem of your dress up to expose your ass, and you can’t help yourself, leaning forward to give him the best possible angle, too desperate for anything less.

“Fuck,” Yoongi breathes, and you’d swear he almost sounds appreciative.

You don’t even have time to process that thought before his hand cracks down over your ass, so hard that it nearly knocks all the breath out of your lungs. You inhale a shaky gasp, your mind reeling in its attempt to catch up, but Yoongi is already pulling your panties to the side, perfect fingers sliding between your folds. There’s no hiding how drenched you are; your upper thighs are starting to stick together with arousal.

Without warning, he presses two fingers firmly into you, and it’s enough to make your jaw go slack. You outright moan when they find purchase against your g-spot, rubbing in tight, expert circles. He could make you come right now if he wanted to.

“You’re so wet for me,” Yoongi’s voice is low and smug, and you don’t need to see his expression to know that cocky smirk has returned to his face. “Been ready for it all night, huh?” You whimper a noise that isn’t disagreement.

“Good,” he says firmly, pairing the word with another smack to your ass. You’re too far gone to try and hold it back now, not with the way his fingers are working inside you, and you moan again. “Because we can’t take too long,” Yoongi continues. “Don’t want anyone getting suspicious. Which is really a damn shame, because there’s so much I want to do to you.”

When he smacks your ass one more time, even harder, and couples it with an insistent press of his fingers against your front wall, you have to grip the edge of the sink for dear life. Your cunt squeezes around him; the noise you make is practically a sob.

He huffs a laugh as he withdraws his fingers, and you glance up to see him retrieving a condom from his pocket and tearing it open. “Wrecked already? And I haven’t even fucked you yet.”

You try to compose yourself, but just watching the way his hands work as he rolls the condom over his leaking cock has you aching, clenching around nothing. You really are fucking wrecked— nothing has ever come close to this.

Yoongi’s hands come to your hips, pads of his fingers digging into your skin, and you feel the head of his cock against your entrance, sliding lazily through your folds but purposefully not pressing into you.

“Yoongi,” you whine. You’re too far gone for this teasing.

“You have to tell me what you want,” he says, his voice dark.

You can barely even think a sentence, and you try to push back on him instead, but he keeps you held firmly in place, hands squeezing into the flesh of your hips. “Tell me,” he insists.

“I want you to fuck me,” you manage, and you look up to meet his gaze in the bathroom mirror.

He licks his lips, and you realize that he’s having just as hard a time restraining himself. “That much is obvious,” he says, and you can hear the unsteadiness in his voice now. “How would you like to get fucked?”

You’ve had enough alcohol to brazenly tell the truth. “Like you hate me.”

It may be the first genuine smile of his you’ve ever seen.

“Gladly,” he replies, and then he thrusts all of himself into you at once. You collapse forward on the countertop, crying out at the feeling.

“Yeah,” Yoongi grunts, a little breathless. “You like that?” He pulls nearly all the way out and slams into you one more time, pressing his hips flush with your ass until you feel overwhelmingly full. Then he starts to properly thrust, moving at a pace that can only be described as ruthless.

“Oh, fuck,” you gasp, your head dropping down as you scramble to brace yourself against the counter. You practically yelp when his hand cracks over your ass again.

He leans forward; you can feel his chest graze over your back, his hips still snapping into you as he grabs your jaw with one hand and forces your gaze up to look at him in the mirror again. You watch as he runs two fingers along your bottom lip in an unasked question. You let your jaw go slack to allow him to slip into your mouth.

When your lips close around his fingers, you find yourself a little grateful to have something to keep you grounded to reality. Your eyes flit up to Yoongi’s face, and his gaze is piercing, eyes totally fixed on you.

“You look so good like this.” His voice is hoarse, strained from effort, and he continues to drive into you, never slowing. Your own hip bones dig into the bathroom counter, shocks of pleasure-pain rippling through you with each thrust. Little moans and whimpers spill out from your mouth around his fingers at the sensation, and you can feel your climax starting to build.

Yoongi withdraws from your mouth, that same hand moving down your body to slip into your panties and circle your clit, earning a gasp from you. His other hand keeps a death grip on your hip as he thrusts, and he straightens up again, the head of his cock now rubbing so perfectly over your g-spot that you hiss.

“Did Kihyun fuck you like this?”

The question catches you off-guard. “N-no,” you gasp, and the hot coil of your arousal tightens in your core. Yoongi’s cock stroking into you, his hand working your clit, the feeling is overwhelming, dizzying. “Oh, god.” Your head presses into your forearm as you give yourself over to the pleasure. You can only distantly hear Yoongi’s voice continue, somewhere between coaxing and demanding.

“I didn’t fucking think so. So why don’t you say it? Tell me who fucks you right. Tell me who you fucking hate.”

The fingers on your clit are unrelenting now, and your edge approaches fast and hard.

“Y-Yoongi,” you breathe, and it feels too good to say his name and mean it. “Yoongi, fuck, Yoongi.” A loud moan rips through you as your legs start to shake. “Oh fuck,” you gasp, “I’m coming, fuck, yes—” You nearly sob as your climax hits you hard, and your walls flutter around Yoongi’s cock over and over in what feels like an endless orgasm.

The pleasure rolls through you, and you look up in the mirror to see Yoongi grit his teeth as he picks up the pace of his hips. A look of desperation paints his face, not unlike the way he looked when you were blowing him, and you know he must be close.

“God fucking damnit,” he grunts, each word punctuated with a thrust, and then he tips his head back and pushes all the way into you with a moan as he comes.

For a moment he pauses like that, gazing up at the ceiling, chest heaving with effort as his dick twitches inside of you. “Holy shit,” he breathes, and then he starts to laugh softly in what appears to be disbelief. “Fuuuuck.”

You haven’t fully recovered, so you can only watch, still gripping the countertop for dear life, as he slips the condom off, chucks it into the trash can, and pulls his boxers and pants up. He gives his reflection a once-over in the mirror, running a hand through his hair, and you’re amazed at how quickly he’s put himself back together. The only indication that he was literally just railing you is the way he’s breathing heavily.

Yoongi notices you watching him and gives your ass one more firm slap, hard enough that you flinch a little.

“Wait a minute or two before you head out,” he instructs, and you nod dumbly. He crosses the room, opens the door, and slips out, all before you can even so much as think a coherent thought.

It takes several more minutes for you to get your shit together, but you eventually manage to readjust your underwear and smooth your dress down, though your legs are certainly still unsteady when you make your way back to the table. You can’t help but shoot a glance over at Yoongi as you pass, and you’re shocked to see him laughing and chatting it up with the group of coworkers seated around him. You see clear expressions of surprise on their faces, too— because he’s never like this. Except, apparently, mere minutes after fucking you.

You don’t even bother to sit down, instead grabbing your purse off the table and slinging the straps over your shoulder.

“Wow, there you are,” Jungkook’s voice drags you out of your thoughts, and the look of concern on his face just makes your stomach turn. You genuinely have no idea how long you were gone for. “Are you okay? Your face looks flushed.”

You don’t know how to answer his question, so you don't. “I think I’m gonna go home.”

“Do you need a ride?”

You shake your head quickly. “I’ll call a friend.”

Perched on the curb outside, you clutch your phone for dear life as you pull up Jimin’s contact to call him. The line rings and you realize you’re shivering; you don’t think it has anything to do with the weather.

You don’t even give him a chance to say hello when the call connects. “Can you come get me?”

He groans on the other end of the line. “Why? I already took my pants off for the night.”

“Baby mochi, please.” You whine, but you know only the full explanation will get him out of bed. You drop your voice a little. “I just hatefucked Suga in the bathroom at the company happy hour. I need you to come pick me up immediately.”

Jimin’s apartment is a ten minute drive away, but you swear he makes it in five.

“Well, well, well,” Your best friend’s voice is smug as you slide into his passenger seat. “If it isn’t the company whore.”

“Shut the fuck up, Jimin.”

~*~

Come Monday morning, you’re racing down the hallway to the conference room, quietly cursing yourself for being late. You’d seen the email from your boss moving the usual Tuesday pull-up to first-thing Monday, but then you’d gotten so tied up with other projects you’d forgotten about it entirely. It was only once you were in the break room, trying to get your caffeine fix in, that you’d glanced up at the wall clock and realized it was already ten after.

Focused as you are on getting to the meeting quickly— and just as importantly, not spilling any of your coffee— you’re completely unaware of your surroundings until it’s too late. You nearly smack directly into Yoongi as you approach the conference room simultaneously.

He smirks as you jump back in surprise. “We have got to stop meeting like this.”

It’s the first time you’ve seen him since Friday; you’ve been hiding out in Baby Star Candy’s corner all morning. “We’re late,” you say, flustered enough to state the obvious, and he shrugs like he can’t disagree.

“I got distracted.”

Yoongi must notice the way your eyes start to widen. “With work,” he clarifies quickly. He reaches around you to place a hand on the conference room door, and you hear his voice low in your ear. “Amazing how much easier it is to focus today, huh?”

Straightening up to put some space between you, he pushes the door open and gestures for you to go first. You swallow hard and try to keep your composure as you enter the room, briefly apologizing for being late. Yoongi follows behind you silently, slumping into the open seat across the table. You take a sip of your coffee to settle your nerves, which turns out to be a horrible idea when your boss speaks.

“There they are, perfect timing. You’re the very two people my next announcement concerns.”

You just barely manage to keep your drink in your mouth. When your gaze flits to Yoongi across from you, he looks similarly shell-shocked. You can’t help but wonder if you’re about to get fired in front of the entire team.

“We’ve managed to secure funding for the Grammy’s at the end of the month,” your boss says brightly. “We’ll be flying Suga out to do a press circuit as well as attend the award show and surrounding events in-person. We think it will be a great opportunity to network with American artists, try to get his name out there and work on our international appeal.”

“And of course,” your boss’ gaze lands on you, “we all know that our Suga isn’t the most extroverted, or good with schedules, for that matter. We figured he needs a wrangler, and who better than our very own admin?”

You swear your heart stops beating. Your boss keeps going, reminding the team to connect with you about temporarily taking back any deliverables you’ve been handling while you’ll be out of pocket for Grammy’s weekend and subsequent travel time, but you barely process a word. This can’t be happening.

An entire weekend of forced professionalism, in Los Angeles, with the man you just hatefucked in a bathroom. What could possibly go wrong?

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The Bangtan Gal Chapter 69- GAYO Daechukje & GAYO Daejejun

Chapter Summary: JenKook shippers finally catch Jungkook staring at Jennie when they film Season's Greetings. Jen takes fans to church with her improved vocals and Aliee inspired high note during a secret collab with some of her fellow 97 Liners. (Jungkook fluff!)

Words: 7,000+

Author's Note: Ironically, the V, Jimin and Jungkook hide and seek video at the end of this chapter was the reason I wanted to make this story years ago back in 2016. I asked myself what if a girl was with them? And funny enough, I switched it up and let this be where the most crucial moment happens in the story. I like how things came full circle. And I don't regret taking a break from writing and editing every single chapter so far, deleting and adding things. I like how things have come about. Stay tuned :) Thank you for sticking with me to this point.

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After opening presents, Jennie decided to check out BTS’ Seasons Greetings which they filmed. She enjoyed filming for it and loved the photoshoots and her outfits.

They had filmed in Yangpyeong to shoot this year’s Season’s Greetings. After Jimin had done his shoot first, Jennie was dressed as Princess Tiana in her yellow waitress outfit. While she watched herself posing on the screen, she felt so giddy. She loved being Tiana and chuckled when she watched the Maknae Line trying to distract her with funny faces.

“She is too cute.” Hobi took some photos of her

After posing around, she then changed into Tiana's green dress.

“I feel like a princess.” she twirled around.

The photos of her being Tiana went viral and even got to Black Twitter and the Cosplay community which gave her even more exposure and followers on Instagram. It touched her to see her photos as Tiana be received so positively.

“Ah, Jennie, she looks so pretty.” Jimin smiled

Sitting on the couch, Jennie read, “A quick interview...”

‘Any regrets for the year 2015?’

“Hm...nah, not really. Whatever mistakes I’ve made, I learned from them and moved on. No regrets for 2015.”

‘What is your goal for next year?’

“I want to rap. I’ve been learning thanks to Suga but I’m not sure if I’m ready to showcase it yet. That’s a goal for 2016, that I would love to do. And also to be more charismatic on stage, getting the crowd moving. I want to be a great performer and be able to have the ability to stand on the stage and the crowd gets hyped with just looking at me. And another goal is to continue to improve my vocals.”

‘2015 was a tough year. Say a word to yourself.’

“You’re improving every day. Keep going.”

‘What will you be like in 10 years?’

“Hm...2025...I'd like to be married by that time. I also just want to be happy and make sure I’m enjoying life while still being successful with Bangtan."

After the interview, Jen watched Yoongi’s photoshoot as Jack Frost. He looked so adorable with his white hair and blue contacts. After he was done, she chilled with him on the couch and he fell asleep with his head on her shoulder. Soon after, she had placed her head on top of his to take a short nap.

Of course, when you nap around the members, they’ll mess with you, so Jungkook, Hobi and Jin were taking funny photos and laughing at how they didn’t get caught.

“Wow, so y’all really took photos of us?” Jen murmured as she continued to watch what was happening on the screen.

When they moved to the next destination, she watched Jungkook laugh while he messed with Jimin’s hair. She thought it was one of the best things she had ever heard and it brought joy to her heart, hearing him so happy.

When she walked past J-Hope, Jimin and Jungkook trying to harmonize, especially with J-Hope’s little high note, Jen commented sarcastically, “That was beautiful.” and the three boys burst out in laughter

Walking into a room, she was joined by two female stylists who shut the door and helped her get changed.

“I’m wearing that?” she pointed to the black lace dress with the open back.

When they had giggled and said yes, Jennie was here for it and became excited. This had to be her favorite outfit by far. After getting her hair and makeup done, she put on the dress and checked herself out in the mirror.

“I love this so much.” she beamed.

When she walked out, Jungkook had been occupied, taking photos for his individual shots. But when his attention turned to the door and he saw her, he had to do a double take. He immediately stopped posing with the red guitar and opened his mouth to stare in awe. He couldn’t even concentrate, anymore. She looked gorgeous.

Just wow...

With Jennie, her back was to him, talking in front of the camera filming her spinning around to show off the short black lace dress.

“You know what? Out of every outfit I have worn, this is my favorite. Like, look at this dress! The stylists hooked me up! I look great! Who am I going home with today?” she joked.

ARMY on Tumblr, who had already made posts and gifs about BTS Seasons Greetings 2016, had finally caught Jungkook. They caught him staring at her in the background while she spoke on camera. He had been sitting down at the time, taking a break from his shoot so the camera crew could check out the photos so far. He was just watching her, longer than usual.

At one point he had to take a walk for a moment to control himself.

Fans had commented:

‘It took forever to find this moment but CAUGHT!’

‘Don’t @ me, he was clearly staring at her ass XD’

‘His face is priceless! What he concentrating so hard for?’

'He better get in line!! We all want her! She fine as hell! I know she can fight but can Jungkook fight? Cause we all want Jennie lmfao'

'SHE IS MOTHER!! MY GAWDDDD! HER BODY IS BODYING!'

'There is just something about this woman right here...'

'MA'AM!'

'Waiiiiiiiiiitttttt!'

'LMFAO did you see his hands twitch like he wanted to grab her!?'

'Jennie is growing too fast! Slow down baby girl omg!'

'It just doesn't make any sense how fine she got over the years!'

'She is so fine for what!?'

'I love her so bad! Nobody is doing it like her. The face card! The BODY!? She is gonna eat every time!'

'I bet you if she saw the way he was staring at her she'd fold. Cause shit I would! He staring HARD!'

'Just give me three and a half minutes, maybe even four!'

‘Ooh, Jennie watch out. My international playboy senses are tingling. I think it’s safe to say that you are clearly wanted by the Golden Maknae.’

‘She said who am I going home with today, I think Jungkook wants to take her home, ahahaha’

‘Haha, that’s probably the biggest behind he has ever seen, and he just doesn’t know what to do XD’

‘Uh oh, somebody collect this boy!’

‘Jungkook, whatcha staring at my boi?’

'Lmfao Jungkook can not handle all that. There is no way'

'Do you know how strong Jungkook is? Yes tf he can handle that! He'd pin her down in a heartbeat!'

'Agreed. He can use his strength on me if she don't want him. I volunteer as tribute!'

'I hope y'all know that Jungkook is not the pure little baby y'all think he is.'

'War of hormone 2.0!'

'I love when she wears bodycon clothes! It hugs her body so nicely! I don't blame him for staring, she looks amazing!'

‘Ayooo he really is staring hard. Kookie, you’ve been caught!’

‘I love how he tried to look away when he finally noticed the camera. You already got busted XD’

‘Guys...I’m actually here for this. If he likes her or something, I hope he shoots his shot very soon’

‘Jungkook, you ain’t slick.’

‘He looks like he about to pounce, hahahah’

‘Jeon Jungkook you have excellent taste. Please risk it all. Our Golden Maknae has become a man.’

‘JenKook shippers rejoice! I am so here for this! Look at how he looks at her! I see love in his eyes, I’m screaming’

‘She is a whole woman! Looking like a snack! I think he got up from his seat to restrain himself, I’m cackling’

‘Is he OK? She got him in a trance, lol’

‘He was so focused on her that he didn’t realize he was also in the shot’

‘This is tea! Haters are pressed! I love it. There is no denying that he’s into her.’

‘Seeing this gives me hope’

‘Pretty sure he enjoyed the view, lol’

‘I hope Jennie sees this on Tumblr, soon. I know she lurks on the BTS tag. Let’s get these notes to a high number. Keep reblogging and liking’

‘My boi is ready!’

‘And she has no idea! That’s the crazy part! Someone look at me like that when I’m not looking.’

‘That’s some...intense staring Jungkook. Care to explain?’

‘Hol’ up, I know this man wasn’t checking out our girl and tried to be slick when he noticed the camera.’

When Jungkook was back taking photos, he kept getting distracted by her.

“Jungkook-ah! Look at the camera. Focus!” the staff called out, amused.

They knew exactly what was going on. They thought it was cute to see him like this.

Turning around, Jennie found herself watching him. The hair, the suit, he looked fine as hell if she was being honest. This time, Jungkook had caught her watching and smiled. She had smiled back and looked away, feeling her cheeks flush.

“Jennie! Where is the rest of your dress?” Jin exclaimed, pointing at the exposed back.

“This is the dress.” she laughed

“Oh, my goodness. Why do you do this to me?” he asked the stylists who giggled at his dramatic complaining.

“Let’s have Jungkook and Jennie together.” The staff requested.

As soon as JenKook heard that they would be taking photos together, their mood was boosted as bright smiles were on their faces. With his red guitar in his hands, Jen had her acoustic guitar and they stood back to back, posing for the camera before doing various other poses. If anything, it truly looked like they were dating based on how close they were and how they would look at each other.

While watching the season’s greetings video, Jennie recalled how handsome Jungkook looked in that suit. They made a great pair for that photoshoot and their chemistry was off the charts.

She continued to watch as the members were involved in a quiz. She remembered failing miserably. But it was hilarious to see J-Hope get the shorthand of the stick. Poor Hobi.

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Seeing all the JenKook posts from Season’s Greetings, an ARMY created a Tumblr post called:

‘Why I ship JenKook, want them to date, think they could be dating right now and support Jungkook liking Jennie’

Yeah! I said it! All you haters are pressed! It’s no denying that Jungkook likes our beautiful black queen and I’m here for it! I’m here to state the facts and make haters more pressed because I’m petty like that. So, let’s get started! Block me if you want idgaf, there is no other ship in Bangtan that is more friggin obvious than JenKook. Not BamJen, not Jennie and Hayoon (JenYoon), not JenMin, not Taennie, no other damn ship with Jennie is more obvious and more real than JenKook. FIGHT ME!

ARMY is back on their investigation habits and this time it involves our beloved Maknaes. The Golden Maknae and our Miss Bangtan. It’s been a few years since Jen arrived and was introduced as a member of the group. Some were skeptical but over time people have grown to love and support her. AS THEY SHOULD and stop getting so damn pressed when someone black is in K-Pop or associated with someone in K-Music.

Now, over time Jungkook’s demeanor has changed when he’s around her. Let’s start with some major points ARMY has caught. And if there are points I missed, which I know I did, add them to the thread.

Number One- Their Rookie King kiss! This was just the cutest thing. Remember their heads were pushed together thanks to the members when they were playing the pepero game as a punishment? I’m sure we all kind of freaked out when Jennie said “Let’s play” when Jungkook felt bad that she was stuck with him in the game. Our babies looked so adorable that day and Jennie also revealed on After School Club that Jungkook was her first kiss. FIRST KISS GUYS! It wasn’t Bam Bam! It wasn’t Jimin! It wasn’t Taehyung! It wasn’t any of your ships! It was Jeon Jungkook! Look at the video for the receipts!

Number Two- Jenkook during the of course game on Rookie King episode 8. This has to be one of the most underrated JenKook moments. I loved them bickering. They seem so competitive but have soft spots for each other. When Jungkook said, “...but you and I both know you can’t stay mad at me forever.” I nearly died because Jennie couldn’t fight that growing smile on her face. Soooo cute. And then when he said, “...you liked our kiss.” I was like ohhhh where did this confidence come from? He even said on After School Club that he wasn’t sorry for being her first kiss and Jen only wished that she was a better kisser so their kiss would’ve been more enjoyable. GUYS! This man is not sorry for kissing her! And this woman said she wanted to be a better kisser for him! Um hello!

Number Three- American Hustle Life, when Jungkook ignores the guys and notices Jennie first at the restaurant. And following that interview, they both talked about their friendship. Did you see how happy they looked talking about each other? “Do you know those friendships where you don’t even remember how you guys became such great friends? To be around someone who you click with so easily and that can make your day, that’s how I feel about my bond with him.” Same Jennie, same. My heart is full!

Number Four- Who can forget their sexy war of hormone dance? This broke the internet! I swear I thought they were dating, their chemistry is off the damn charts. From the music video to performing live, just how he LOOKS at her makes me freak tf out. I know Jungkook was always on cloud nine when he got to dance so close. Your favs will never have that so stay hating on JenKook! They are here to stay!

Number Five- JenKook on Running Man. Look at how protective they are of each other. Have you ever noticed how they always stick together and find their way back to each other? True love! And Jungkook with his offense and Jen with her defense makes them a dangerous duo. They aren’t called the Golden Duo for nothing. It’s wise to be on the same team as them tbh. And remember their famous “I got you.” and "I got you, first." line during their couple episode together? I died of happiness! Best Marvel couple ever!

Number Six- Their adorable dog! Tony! Whenever they’re away on schedule, Tony stays with Jungkook’s parents. But omg the fact that he gave her the dog because he remembers her mentioning she wanted a Jack Russell Terrier is so adorable. They are wonderful parents to the cutie. One happy family. Their photos with Tony are just the best. I love it when they bicker about who Tony loves more, too. I can just imagine Jungkook walking up to Jennie and Tony sleeping on his bed. Hahaha, I bet that is already happening!

Number Seven- When Jen came back to continue filming BTS NOW 2 after she had that scary pineapple allergic reaction, Jungkook RAN, not walked, RAN to hug her and he was the first one to spot her. Come on! The feels! Soulmate goals! It was like he knew she was coming before he spotted her as he turned in the direction of where she was arriving.

Number Eight- The tension escalator! Their height difference is so cute. Do you see how he LOOKS at her!? You can’t deny that he thinks she’s pretty. I really thought he was going to kiss her when he lifted her chin and pressed his forehead down on hers. And Jennie looked so nervous! I truly believe that she was hoping to kiss him.

Number Nine- During ISAC, when Jungkook was whispering strategy in her ear during women’s wrestling. Like I know it was just innocent talking but having him whisper in her ear like that, omg how can she be so calm!? Unless she wasn’t on the inside. And guess who was there for Jungkook at the end of the finish line during the 400m relay? Jennie! And he ran up to her and they fell down hugging! Ahhhhh!

Number Ten- During Jen’s V-Live when she was showing off the smartie factory and Jungkook joined her. Look at how he stares at her! And look at how she smiles at him! How happy she gets when he’s with her! Look at these receipts! Look at these screenshots! Look at these gifs! My ship is here to stay! Screw these other ships! It is nowhere in comparison! Like, his big smile is so cute. And peep how jealous Kook got when Jen read comments of ARMY shipping her and Shawn Mendes. Come on now, he likes her! Or they’re probably dating right now, and we are just seeing the signs! Something is going on ARMY. Someone likes someone!

Number Eleven- THIS at season’s greetings! He was clearly staring at her in that dress! And he was mesmerized by what her momma gave her! As he should! HE GOT CAUGHT staring at her ass at Season’s Greetings! He even got up to walk away to restrain himself! I just know he was trying hard to calm himself down! My boi wants her bad! Look at the screenshots that ARMY took! It’s there, it’s game over, you cannot win this argument. All you haters get so bent outta shape when idols, especially male idols show interest in Jennie and say that she’s pretty or take photos with her. But no matter what haters think, our girl remains unbothered and continues to rise with Bangtan. Deal with it!

The moral of the story is...something is going on and I don’t think they are just friends. I think that they either like each other or are probably secretly dating. ARMY, what do you think? You think Jungkook might shoot his shot? Let’s hope he does.

P.S- Jennie, if you come across this on Tumblr, OMG, I love you, you are amazing and gurl! Get your man!

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Backstage at KBS Gayo Daechukje, Rapmon was absent due to an unfortunate accident during rehearsal. Jen was bummed and worried since he would have to sit out of the performances but he seemed to be doing just fine.

It was also Taehyung’s birthday and the members surprised him with a cake. Jennie had created him a birthday box based on the anime that he has been watching as of late and he giggled uncontrollably, excited about it.

When he opened the letter, it read:

Ahhhh my baby Tae Tae! Happy birthday my boy! Those nights when I was lonely when I first came here, you were there and showed me all around Seoul to get used to my surroundings. If it wasn’t for your kindness, I’m not quite sure where I would’ve been when I first arrived at Big Hit.

You have changed my life for the better when I stepped foot here. Your vocals give me LIFE. Your deep voice is a blessing and your lines for our songs have got to be my favorite no matter how short or long they are.

Your silliness is one of the main things I love about you. You always know when to make me laugh and boost up my mood. Your love for Bangtan is unconditional and I thank you for being there whenever we’re down.

Hey, by the way, have you considered trying out for a K-Drama? Your acting skills are really good. Like, have you seen yourself when we filmed I Need U, RUN and the prologue? I hope you do something with acting because I would love to watch you in action. I’ll be your biggest fan always. Your daily dose of weirdness is always appreciated too. You are quite the character, my friend. And your cute boxy smile makes my heart fill with joy. Keep smiling, I love seeing it.

Also, thanks for always dancing with me at these awards shows. I can always count on you to turn up with me. How about we turn up at the Seoul Music Awards, too? You down? Hahah! You better be! Let’s hope that you can finally get into Cypher soon! I love you very much Tae. I’ll always be your Ennie.

Love,

Ennie <3

Taehyung immediately embraced her and gave her multiple kisses on the cheek. “Thank you so much, Ennie. I love it.”

“I’m glad. Happy birthday, Tae Tae.”

As the show went on, Jennie was already dressed for BTS’ performance and hung out with some of her idol friends. Jungkook, dressed in his outfit for his collab with Zion T, went to find her. He was nervous and she was the first person he thought of that could give him that extra strength to go out there and perform.

He soon found her talking with Bam Bam while GOT7 looked on with heart eyes.

‘Let her decide.’ was what he had talked to Bam Bam about. They had a full discussion about their feelings for her and Jungkook’s competitive nature came by as he told him that he wasn’t going to lose to him. The two held no grudges against each other and would remain good friends no matter what.

As much as Jungkook didn’t want to give up on her, if she did choose Bam Bam, then as long as she was happy, he’d be happy. He would never force her to love him. He could never do that. But something in him had faith that things would work out in his favor. He was going to fight for her until the end.

“Kook! Hey, ready for your collab?” she waved as he greeted them.

“Actually, can you be there with me?” he requested.

“Yeah, of course. I got you.” she turned to Bam Bam who smiled and nodded. “I’ll see you later.” she grabbed onto Jungkook’s arm, walking with him near the stage.

“Ah...I think I’m about to lose this battle.” Bam Bam murmured to Jackson as he watched them walk away.

“What?! Why you think that?” Jackson exclaimed

When JenKook stood by the steps, the stylist tended to him as he talked in front of the Bangtan Bomb camera.

“Thanks for being here with me. I really needed you.” he smiled at Jennie.

“Always.”

“Do I look okay? Ah, I’m so nervous.”

“You look great. Don’t be nervous. Everything is going to go smoothly. Just go out there and do what you do best. I’m proud of you, Kook.”

She looked on ahead as Jungkook’s gaze lingered on her. Moments later, she caught him.

“All right, you look like you really want to tell me something. What is it?” she chuckled. “Like you really want to tell me something important. Like you have something that you really need to say to me, so what is it?”

“Watch me out there, okay?”

“I will.”

“Is my face okay?”

“Jungkook...” she rolled her eyes.

“Ah, why am I ugly?” he checked his face out from the Bangtan Bomb camera.

“Boy, you look fine as hell. Relax.” she blurted out causing him to turn and grin at her.

“Really?”

“Yeah. You’re not ugly, you’re far from that. So, stop saying that, mkay?” she kissed his forehead since his hair was parted. “I’ll be right here watching. Have fun up there.”

As they heard the last performance before him, Jennie was in awe of ALi’s high note and gave Jungkook a quick hug as he walked up on the stage to perform.

She smiled softly as she watched him sing. He looked so handsome in the sweater and his voice was undeniably gifted. She couldn’t get enough of his voice and his duality was insane.

After the performance was over, she quickly wrapped her arms around him, giving him multiple kisses on the cheek.

“That was amazing!” she beamed.

“You really think so?”

“Yeah! You two were great up there! Come on, you gotta get changed.”

As soon as Ailee was on stage to perform Mind Your Business, Jennie ran backstage until she was able to get a glimpse of the performance. A Bangtan Bomb was filmed of her jamming out and singing along, watching her in admiration. But then she had to rush back and get to her position for BTS’ performance. Jimin had a dance solo for Butterfly and then they performed a jazz remix of Dope and then Run.

For the next night, at MBC Gayo Daejejun, BTS performed I Need U and Run. They were also given the honor of covering Shinhwa’s Perfect Man. Jennie remained in the back, dancing powerfully and on beat with the rest of the guys. A smile came across her lips as she watched Jimin from behind. He put so much effort into this cover, she was proud of him.

He was really going hard and it surprised her as even his voice growled while he sang. She knew he was about to go off when he took his jacket off.

After the performance, she hugged and praised him after the performance which made him feel great about himself as he giggled. When they did their final rehearsal, he kept rambling on how he thought he got wrong but thanks to her words, his doubts went away.

Later, the members were filmed for their Happy New Year greetings.

“ARMY! Let’s hope for another year of happiness and success.” Jen smiled. “Not much longer before 2016 is here and I have great hopes for it. 2015 was a rush. So much has happened but you guys make us who we are. If you can, try some smarties! And I hope to portray a more awesome version of myself this coming year. Listen well and keep watching me, mkay?” she waved.

After filming, Jen tweeted, ‘Er...I’m freaking out about this performance. I hope you enjoy it. I’m really nervous. I hope I don’t disappoint you.’

This got ARMY pondering if she would be doing a collab with someone. Keeping it hidden from the members, Jennie was set to collaborate with her best friend Hayoon, Jimin from JYP who is always hosting After School Club and Jihyo from Twice. They were all 97 Liners and they were given the opportunity to cover Little Mix’s About The Boy and have fun thinking about what they wanted to do for the performance.

Jimin had picked the song since they were offered a choice of which song they wanted to perform. They thought it was a good idea to not do something as popular as Bang Bang by Jesse J, Nicki Minaj and Ariana Grande and whatever other popular English songs are out there.

“So, you wanna sing about boys? Who has you in your feelings?” Jennie had joked around with Jimin

They’ve been practicing at Source Music, where GFriend is, to keep away from everyone else. Jennie suggested that the performance should let them show off who they are as performers and have fun. And she also had to step up her game because each one of these ladies has great vocals and she wanted to make sure that she kept up.

They worked very hard for this moment and Jennie was even given the opportunity to DJ for the song. So, she created her own twist to the song to get the crowd moving. While the rest planned to dance in the front on stage, she would be in the back for a while, mixing the song. When they discussed line distribution, they chose her to do the high note which Jen actually wanted because she wanted to take a risk. After spending weeks practicing the song and their choreography, they felt ready.

There were some struggles when practicing but practicing with the girls made Jen get closer to each of them. There were times when she felt overwhelmed and cried because things weren’t going well, but then after a while, things were falling into place and they finally got the performance down. Each of them had helped create the choreography for the dance. They wanted to do a dance break as well to show off their fierce side, their cute side, and their sexy side. And since BTS and GFriend are great with synchronization in dancing, the four girls worked very hard to make sure that they could accomplish that.

This was actually what Jennie wanted to do with Amity. Be creative and do various performances for fun while each member has time to shine, including dance breaks. But at least she could now do it here when she was able to collab with other female idols.

They were ready to show that the 97 Liners were a force to be reckoned with and they were proud to be able to represent the 97 Liners with this performance. They hoped that everyone would enjoy what they had to offer.

Jimin suggested that they wear similar outfits. Jennie wore knee-high boots with jeans, a black mesh crop top and a green bomber jacket that was zipped. The others wore different colored mesh crop tops and bomber jackets such as pink, blue and yellow.

When it was time, the girls held their hands in a circle and went for a group hug. Walking on the stage with the lights dimmed, Jennie placed her purple headphones around her neck while preparing to DJ. The performance would start on her cue.

After hearing the crowd scream and cheer when the group was announced and the lights went on, Jen exhaled. She gave a nod of approval to Jihyo, Hayoon, and Jimin when they glanced back at her.

Let’s hype the crowd and show them not to sleep on them.

“Hey, ladies, I don’t think they ready for this one,” Jen announced and pulled up her sleeves.

Jihyo, Jimin, and Hayoon had started off singing in acapella

Something about

Something about the boy

Something about

Something about the boy

Once the funky music came in, Jen went right to work, getting hype with the girls as they clapped their hands to get the crowd moving.

“Whoop! Hey! Come on!” they had all yelled in excited voices.

Listening to Jimin sing, Jennie nodded her head to the beat, occasionally following the choreography from the booth while she focused on the rhythm.

It’s the verse in my head

The words that make me stutter

The swag in my step

The change from gray to color

Jen smiled and glanced up at hearing Hayoon sing, No need to try, He’s just right.

She loved how her voice would flow so heavenly like that. It was sweet and fit great with the song. All their voices went well, equally balanced.

I won't stop until the boy is mine

He got me good

I’ve got it bad

He got me feeling like a girl gone mad

As the chorus came on, the girls performed the choreography fiercely, exciting the audience.

I know he’s playing my heart and I ain’t got no choice

There’s just something about the boy

When the camera had panned to her, Jen grabbed her mic while moving side to side like the others, singing lowly, “Something about, something about the boy. Something about, something about the boy. Something about, something about the boy.”

“Whew...” Jungkook exhaled and shook his head in disbelief when he watched her from backstage.

He tried his best to keep his cool but watching her, he began to struggle while his eyes were glued to her whenever she appeared on the screen.

She would always say that she fakes acting sexy on stage but it truly looked like she knew exactly what she was doing based on those alluring stares. And the way she was dancing and moving those hips, she was having the time of her life on that stage while DJing.

“Where did all of this come from? Was that a sexy smile?” Jin called out.

“She learned that from us, hahaha.” Hobi laughed.

“I think we’re becoming bad influences,” Namjoon added with a chuckle while dancing to the song.

“Ah, she’s grown. Let her be sexy.” Yoongi shrugged as they watched her jam around.

He’s got that something

I can’t let nobody tell me no

Also, with the fancams of Jennie, people noticed how she would watch proudly whenever she heard each of the girls sing. And there was also a lucky fan cam that made eye contact with Jennie and shot them a smile and wave.

Something about, something about the boy.

Jihyo and Jimin took over the rest of the verse while Hayoon sang ‘About that boy’ under them, while Jen prepared for her part to come up. Those vocal lessons were about to pay off tonight.

Singing soulfully, Jen sang out, “I know you like to play it slow. But I’m running out of tiiiiime. It’s like I lost my self control, ‘cause you are the one. And you know what you’ve done. My poor heart’s come undone.”

Taking a deep breath, she sang, slowly throwing her head back, “Baby please~!”

The high note sounded like an Ailee high note instead of going with what the note was supposed to be. It was unintentional but Ailee was on her mind as she kept singing and she couldn’t help but belt out the note. She kept it there for ten seconds as loud cheers and applause were heard.

While a Bangtan Bomb was filming Bangtan’s reaction to Jennie performing, Jimin and Hobi fell dramatically to the floor and then continued to watch in amazement while holding onto each other.

Taehyung stood there startled with his eyes widening when he heard the high vocal range. “Wow~!”

Yoongi raised his eyebrows and did a double take before smiling proudly.

“Waaaaaaaa.” Hobi looked on.

Namjoon nodded impressively as he heard the soulful high note. Ailee was the first person he thought of that made Jen want to sing the song like that. It made him smile.

Jin placed a hand over his heart, shocked at what he had heard. “Ohhh mah God, where did she learn this!?”

Jungshooked, the Golden Maknae pointed his finger up high as he heard her high note and then started clapping with a proud smile. Although they weren’t dating just yet, he already felt like a proud boyfriend. He had only hoped that Ailee was nearby to at least hear her and see how much Jennie admired her.

The members noticed how the vein on her neck was visible and that she was really using her lungs. Somebody must’ve done something to make her go off because although it wasn’t the high note the original song was supposed to be, everyone loved it and it suited her more.

Fans were freaking out on social media:

'SING JENNIE! YES BISH'

'WHY ARE YOU HIDING THESE LUNGS!?'

'I didn’t know she can hit it that high'

'SING! SING! Ailee are you watching!?'

'GOD-DAMN'

'I see why she was so quiet during the Perfect Man cover. She wanted to shine with the girls, ahahah.'

'Are you serious? Is she serious right now?'

'Yo...'

'I cried.'

'DAMN, I didn’t expect that'

YASSSSS! HIT THAT NOTE! Show them!'

'I prefer her singing that Ailee type of high note instead of the original note anyway! I loved this!'

'I wouldn’t call it an Ailee high note, this is a JW high note as she made the verse her own.'

'I hope Ailee watched this'

'What the fuck!? I didn’t know your voice got that high!'

'My wife!'

'AILEE I really hope you notice her soon!'

Ending the note, Jennie breathed in and exhaled softly. “Woo!” she responded and shared a soft laugh with the girls.

Removing her headphones and getting out of the booth, she took out her bun and unzipped her jacket, strutting with her head up high to meet with the rest of them. Ruffling her hair, she stood next to Jimin and turned to the girls as they all smiled.

“Ladies, let’s show them,” Jihyo announced.

The lights dimmed and the music came back on with a beat change. The girls started off with a fierce dance break as the crowd screamed and cheered loudly, fan chanting their names. The lights came back on and they broke into two groups. Jihyo with Jimin while Jen paired herself with Hayoon. Jihyo and Jimin started dancing first. The duet dances were supposed to be fun, so they were dancing cutely and laughing with one another.

Jen and Hayoon began an adorable game of pattycake and then a fast-paced hand game of Numbers while Jihyo and Jimin cheered on in the background. Jennie and Hayoon were struggling not to laugh as they tried to concentrate. Hayoon ended up winning the game when Jen messed up and they all cheered and high fived.

Hayoon turned to the front to perform a silly dance and then pointed to Jennie. Looking around, Jen shrugged and began to perform Jungkook’s silly meme dance, shaking her hands, and swaying side to side. The dance certainly got ARMY screaming because it had to do with BTS.

Bangtan backstage began freaking out and started shaking Jungkook.

“She’s so extra.” Namjoon laughed, throwing his head back.

The Golden Maknae let out a boyish laugh. “I love you...” he murmured, shaking his head as he watched the screen. “You are just...incredible...”

After their cute dancing, the girls transitioned into dancing sexily as the crowd continued to get hyped. One by one, each girl had a solo dance by standing in front of the rest to perform while the rest followed her movements from behind.

After the dance break, Jennie ceased the sexy persona and broke out into a cute smile before the four of them finished the song, blowing the audience away. They were greeted with a loud round of applause and cheers as the girls embraced and headed backstage, celebrating their successful performance.

Other fan comments included:

'JenKook shippers get fed once again! She really did Jungkook’s meme dance, I am so happy!'

'SLAY! MY! LIFE!'

'WIG IS GONE! I’M BALD! SHE IS EXTRA AF AND I LOVE IT! GO TF OFF BITCH!'

'BITCH! BITCH! GIRL! How dare you!? Don’t play with me!'

'You’re just gonna do this to us!?'

'WOO!'

'Stop sleeping on my bias!'

'WHAT AND WHO caused her to go tf off because they need to do that again!'

'JenKook shippers, somebody check on Jungkook and see if he’s alive XD'

'I am so done with you, you were nervous for what Jennie?! That note!'

'That was not Jennie. That was JW right there. JW did not come to play!'

A gif reaction post was also posted, “Me when Jennie sang that high note!”

“Me when Jennie gave me life with her booty shakes!”

Walking backstage to where BTS was, Jen was immediately bombarded with various questions and comments.

“What was that!?”

“And so you decided to hide this from us because!?”

“Who taught you how to look sexy in front of the camera!?”

“I wanted it to be a surprise.” She laughed as they continued to praise her efforts. “How did I do?”

“Amazing! That was awesome!” she happily heard them yell.

“So, nice meme dance you performed out there. Who taught you that?” Jungkook teased and nudged her.

“I observed from the best.” she smiled and popped a smartie in her mouth.

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As soon as 2016 came around, Jennie was almost done packing to leave to go home for a few scheduled events. Bangtan was in a hotel around this time and she had gone to V’s room to ask if she could use his shower. Disappointed but not surprised, Namjoon used all the hot water and she refused to take a cold shower.

Once she was done showering, she went back to her room to continue packing and made sure she had everything.

Meanwhile, Jimin and Jungkook were filming a Bangtan Bomb in V’s room. The two stood in front of the mirror with Jimin holding the camera while Jungkook ruffled his hair.

“Hello everyone, the Maknae line has gathered and we plan to film something really fun today,” Jimin announced.

“Hair.” Jungkook grinned and started to mess up his hair

“There was someone who suggested their opinion of how we could play together and have fun. He’s a very important person in this plan.” he shifted the camera over to the two beds.

“But he’s sleeping.” he set the camera down on the bed that was next to the one that Tae was sleeping on. “What do I have to do if he sleeps, everyone?”

All of a sudden Jimin jumped on top of Tae, to try to wake him.

“Are you sleeping?! Are you sleeping?” he started thrashing around to try to wake him up. “Is it okay or is it not okay to sleep?”

He started hitting him with a pillow and burying it on top of his head, smacking the pillow. “Oh hello~” he laughed and got off of him once he felt him awaken.

Moments later, Jungkook and Jimin sat on the bed with Tae who had on a white hoodie as they faced the camera.

“Sitting here like this-what are we doing?” Jimin laughed.

“Hello. It’s been a while since you last saw my bare face, right?” Taehyung asked, looking at the camera, and putting up two peace signs.

Jimin followed suit. “Aye yo, what up?” he spoke in English before going back to Korean. “This is my bare face.”

“It’s ugly right?” Jungkook grinned

“I have a pimple right now.”

“Let’s choose the game we will play after gathering together like this,” Jimin suggested.

“We’ve already chosen, though.” Taehyung pointed out

“I remember it,” Jungkook added

“Originally, you’re supposed to do it like this. You’re supposed to explain it first.” Jimin giggled.

“Oh, then let me think about it a little.”

“Let’s do it again. Ready, cue.” he snapped his fingers with Tae. “Hey guys, guys.”

“What should we do today?” Tae asked.

“I say we should decide on what game to do today. The game we’ll do today...what do you think, Tae?”

“I kind of think that someone should be “It” the person who became it would cover their eyes with a ribbon and catch the other people, like a game of zombie, I think.”

“So you’re saying we should play a game of tag with someone’s eyes covered?”

“Yeah.”

“Yeah, you’re quite smart.” he high fived him.

“Because all the hyungs are sleeping, right now. So the Maknaes-“

“Should play quietly,” Jimin remarked. “What do you think?” He turned to Jungkook

“That’s good,” he replied.

“Hm...we’re missing a Maknae!” Jimin exclaimed. “Where oh where is our Jennie? Have you seen her? We need our Bangtan girl! How we miss her so!”

“She’s about to leave, remember?” Taehyung brought up. “She was just here to use the shower because Hyung used all the hot water.”

“Wait I thought she was leaving tomorrow night. She's leaving tonight?!” Jungkook exclaimed, freaking out.

“Yeah.”

Jungkook groaned and fell back on the bed while Jimin stopped filming and turned off the camera. He needed to see her before she left.

While Jungkook was contemplating, Jimin and Taehyung glanced at each other knowingly.

“She’s about to leave, Jungkookie,” Jimin spoke.

“I know...” he murmured.

Jimin let out a soft laugh, “You know, at first, we were all hyped and trying everything to get you two together. We thought of various ways for you to confess to her. But confessions aren’t perfect and like the movies. You should just go to her, right now. Before she leaves,"

Jungkook glanced at him and exhaled as his heart rate quickened.

“We know that there are many reasons why it’s hard to confess our feelings for someone. Especially if you’ve been friends for so long. We fear getting rejected.” Taehyung added. “Like we found the person who we really like but we have that fear of the possibility of them not returning our feelings. We get that. And then we fear that we could lose the friendship and things get awkward and you end up not talking like you used to. But at the end of the day, you never know unless you take that risk.”

“She may need some time to think and process after you tell her your feelings but don’t lose hope. Just tell her how you feel. Tell her everything. You have so much inside of you that you need to let out.” Jimin cheered on.

“You are Jeon Jungkook! The Golden Maknae! Do you realize how amazing you two will be together? How adorable you two will be? Think about how you guys were in Running Man!”

“You told Bam Bam to let her decide but I honestly think that no matter what, she’ll choose you because we see something that we hope that you two will see when you tell her your feelings. Now get out of here, no more stalling.” Jimin kicked him off the bed while Taehyung laughed.

“We’ll play hide and seek and film it after you come back.”

Jungkook got up and nodded. “Okay.”

He went to change into a pair of jeans, and a white shirt and placed a beanie on his head.

“She left her lotion in the bathroom. Bring this to her.” Taehyung handed him the bottle.

“Oh, and expect to get carried away in there.” Jimin began giggling, wiggling his eyebrows.

“Ah, I don't think that will happen," Jungkook replied.

“I dunno...you say that now but emotions will run high and sometimes you get so passionate that you get carried away.”

“I’m sure things will be fine. I just...hope she takes my words well.”

“Just be honest with her. She should know how you feel,”

Once the Golden Maknae left the room, the 95 Liners began jumping around in excitement before hugging.

“He’s finally going to do it!” Jimin cheered.

“So, how carried away do you think those two will be?”

“They’re teenagers, it’ll probably be intense. Jungkook is always full of surprises. I just hope he tells us everything when he returns,"

"Yeah. For now, let's just hope for the best,"

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Jungkook’s heart raced as he inched closer to her room down the hall. He felt like this was about to be the most selfish thing he was ever going to do. And she was nearly minutes from leaving to go back to America for a short while.

‘Please...just let me not mess this up. Let this go well.’ he thought to himself.

With each step Jungkook took, the more his heart raced. He was really going to do it this time. Tell his best friend his feelings that he had been holding in for a long time. But how will it go when he tells her his feelings and she leaves for her flight right after?

Part of him wanted to chicken out and go back to his room, but he needed to say this, now. This was long overdue and he needed to let it out this time.

Deep in his thoughts, Jungkook soon realized that he was in front of her door. He knew she was alone so he wouldn’t have to worry about anyone interrupting them.

Swallowing hard, he aimed to knock but hesitated. The nerves were getting to him already.

But he had to push through.

He can do this.

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Day 2: Drawn On

Ler!Kageyama/Lee!Hinata

"Oi! Will you hold still already boke?! You're gonna make me mess up!"

Kageyama snapped, scowling as the little redhead, for the fifth time in just the span if a few minutes, once again twitched away from him with a giggle, almost causing him to completely ruin the jagged cat whisker he was currently attempting to paint on his face.

"I'm sohohorry! It's just- It tihihihickles!!" Hinata whined in response, trying his absolute hardest to stay totally still so Kageyama could continue painting his face, but not really doing a very good job of it.

"Yeah well, you're the one who asked me to do this, so if you don't want your face looking like it was painted by a toddler, I suggest you stop squirming around so much." Kageyama said, eyes narrowing as he took hold of his friend's chin so he could finally finish the little details around the eyes like the instruction guide told him to do without accidentally poking his eye out.

Boy would Suga be mad if that happened...

He honestly wasn't even sure why he'd agreed to do this in the first place, or why Hinata had come to him of all people. He knew next to nothing about facepaint, and Halloween hadn't really been something he'd celebrated much after his grandfather passed and Miwa moved away. Without anyone to go with, it had always seemed kinda pointless.

So he was more than a little surprised when he'd agreed to help Hinata out with his costume. Apparently, he was planning on taking Natsu out that night to go trick or treating, and he wanted to surprise her by coming home from school dressed as a cat, much similar to the kitty costume she had picked out for herself apparently.

In any case, he had pretty much committed himself to the task now, so he might as well do a decent job of it... If only he could get the little shrimp to sit still dang it!

"...Alright that's it! Hinata, I swear if you move again, I'm gonna tickle you for real after we're done, so you better not move another muscle until I say so, got it?!" He warned when Hinata's squirming picked up again.

"B-Buhuhut Kageyamaaaa-"

"No buts! Now sit still! I'm almost done."

True to his word, it didn't take Kageyama long at all to finish, and his warning seemed to do the trick for the most part, as Hinata didn't move again aside from the occasional twitch or tremble.

"There, done... You can breathe now idiot." He said, poking the redhead in the stomach to make him exhale when he noticed how he was holding his breath. Hinata let out an indignant squeak at this, but otherwise didn't complain as he picked up the little hand-held mirror to examine his friend's handiwork with.

"Wah not bad Kageyama! I kinda expected it to suck!" Hinata blurted in surprise, looking up at the other boy with a beaming grin.

"Yeah yeah whatever, it wasn't that big of a- Wait.. What did you mean by that you little pipsqueak?!" Kageyama growled out as his mind finally seemed to catch up with the, albeit unintentionally, backhanded compliment. Hinata seemed to pick up on his own poor wording as well in that same moment, and in an instant he was up and running, with Kageyama hot on his heels.

Eventually, after Kageyama had finally caught up and exacted his tickly revenge on him, Hinata ended up inviting him along to go trick or treating with him and Natsu, and though he was loathe to admit it, after that night, Kageyama was beginning to think that maybe Halloween wasn't so silly after all...

#tickletober 2022 #sfw #sfw tickling #haikyuu tickling #ler!kageyama #lee!hinata

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headintheclouds-posts · 1 year

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Okay, can I ask for father!Jungkook and 1st birthday of his daughter or moment her birth

I hope this is ok ☺️

‘Okay so balloons, check, banners…check’ Jungkook muttered to himself. Preparing for his daughters first birthday was something Jungkook thought would be easy, a couple of balloons and a cake and she would be happy right…? ‘Wrong’ Jin stated whilst speaking with the maknae of the group. ‘This is her first ever birthday…ever, you need to go big so you can cherish the day forever’ he carried on, setting Jungkook off into deep thought. ‘What do I do then’ the doe eyed idol asked leaning on his hyung for some sort of support and together the pair sat down to conjure up a list to make Dal-Rae’s 1st birthday the best birthday ever.

Cut to the day of the party and the boys are all stood outside Jungkooks house arms full of presents ready to greet their baby niece. As the front door opened the boys all took a step back in unison. ‘What happened to you’ Namjoon managed to choke out, shocked at the sight in front of him. The normally well dressed Jungkook was now a mess, food stains all over his clothes and straw stuck inside his hair. Once the boys managed to get through the threshold they saw the reason for their maknaes crazy look. Children running everywhere, food splattered on the walls and the entire house looked like it had been turned upside down. ‘Seriously what happened Jungkook’ Jimin asked again, unable to take his eyes of the sight in front of him. ‘Well I wanted Dal-Rae to have the best birthday ever’ Jungkook started on his tangent, ‘and at first I thought of doing something simple, but then I spoke to Jin and he said…’ ‘hold up hold up, go back a second’ Suga cut in. ‘Did you just say you listened to Jin’ he asked, now slowly starting to understand the reason behind all this mess. ‘Why, why would you listen to Jin’ Suga asked. ‘Yeah why would you listen to me’ Jin echoed the rappers words leaving the doe eyed singer now holding back from leap frogging on his friends back. ‘I can’t believe this’ Jungkook exhaled sitting down on the nearest possible surface before his legs gave way. ‘Is that a Llama’ Jimin squealed running outside with J-hope, Jin and V right behind him. ‘A petting zoo as well’ Namjoon laughed patting the exhausted farther on his back. ‘I’m never listening to Jin again’ he uttered, standing up to head towards the garden with the rest of the guys, and that when he saw his little girl, holding a baby bunny in her hands, eyes shining in fascination at this little creature that resembled herself and her father, it’s the same look he had when he first held her. It hit him in that moment, being a parent is difficult, messy and stressful but then there’s a moment, on single moment that makes it all worth while and with that, anything possible.

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Ok like hear me out. Suga with an s/o starring as phantom of the opera and he of course dragged everyone he could to see them and during the song the phantom of the opera everybody is just like WOWOWOWOW🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩 and the entire time Suga is just 😍😍😍😍😍🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰-

Hello! I am so sorry, I've kept you waiting for a while, haven't I? I thank you for your patience and I really loved this request! this is my first Haiykuu fic so I hope I don't disappoint. Thank you again and i hope you have an Awesome day!

Suga x Reader - Break A Leg

The auditorium echoed in the sound of squeaky shoes and boyish yells. The Karasuno volley ball team were practicing, this was evident by the amount of swearing that could be heard. A certain fiery redhead and gimlet gazed king were in heated argument.

“Kageyama!” Hinata shouted once more, his sets weren't consistent enough to land any good spikes.

“I'm trying! Maybe if you weren't such a baby you could move for the ball”

Hinata huffed at this comment, ready to spike the pompous king in his face. But before he could do so, a lovestruck Suga waltzed into the hall. His pale cheeks were tinted rose, his smile warm and inviting. Suga was normally a calm, but never blissful.

“Suga you’re pretty late” Daichi called, not too focused on the snow haired setter.

“Mhm” He called back. In his arms he carried a thick stack of papers. He hadn't come to practice volley ball, but instead to pin up said papers.

“What are you doing Suga?” Hinata shouted, pausing his argument for a moment. Now the whole team was curious, turning their gazes to Suga. Who was currently smoothing down a dark poster against their notice board.

“Have you heard of the play the drama club is doing?” He asked the group, back still turned to them.

“Oh yeah! Opera Ghost thingy”

“Phantom of the Opera, dumbass”

“Well, guess who’s staring in it!” Suga turned round, eyes splashed in glitter.

The whole team smiled in knowing. The only person who could ever get Suga this excited was...

“Y/N?” They said in union.

“Yes! And its next week so you all better be there!” he pointed at the boys before making an exit. He had to put up all the poster before the morning bell.

The next week was a busy one for the drama club, their clubroom a menagerie of makeup and costumes. Suga watched his step when walking in. Most members were dashing around, preparing for the dress rehearsal, he could barely make out your figure amongst the mess.

He knocked his fist against the doorframe, trying to catch anyone’s attention. “Has anyone seen Y/N?” he called.

“Hi~”

He flinched as a pair of familiar arms draped around his shoulders. He turned to find you.

“Nice mask” He joked, fiddling with the end of the iconic half face. He was surprised to say the least upon hearing that you were playing the Phantom.

“Things seem pretty busy”

“Yes, everyone's super hyped!” you smiled; he found your excitement to be adorable.

“Y/N! We need you on stage in 5 minutes!”

You turned to your boyfriend, lending him an exhausted smile.

“I better get go-”

His lips pressed against yours, a quick but sweet goodbye.

“Break a leg” he smiled, his forehead lingered on your own before he left.

“Thanks”

The night had finally arrived, the night of which the whole school had been buzzing about.

“Guys come on! We might be late!” Suga stressed, his breath like smoke in the cold winter air. The whole karasuno Volley Ball team stood outside the auditorium, freezing their asses off whilst waiting for Hinata to tie his laces.

“Okay done!” The red head announced and the group pushed inside.

In a rushed shuffled they all pushed each other to take a seat, they arrived just in time before the start.

“Good evening, ladies and Gentlemen!” An overly dramatic voice announced, in obvious theater kid fashion.

“On this cold December night, we welcome you to join us in...”

“Phantom of the Opera!”

On command the classic theme song erupted throughout on the room, commencing the beginning of the play. Suga couldn't wait to see what you had been working on for these past months.

After awhile of flowery dancing and some lady singing with a decapitated head in her hand, finally, and I mean finally the Phantom had arrived.

The audience had been awaiting this scene, for it was the most compelling.

A honeyed light spilled from the ceiling, casting upon the Phantom and Christine as the two actors glided across the stage. Suga felt his heart race beneath his chest as you brought the actor close to you, your voice like that of a siren. He watched your long midnight cape drag behind your figure, gloved hands gesturing as you sung. Despite the dark and foreboding nature of the Phantom, Suga could still make out the twinkling eyes beneath the ghost-like mask. You were loving this. Each time you came closer to edge of the stage he felt his chest tighten; you were so enchanting to him. And when you disappeared behind the curtains he felt his heart slightly wilt, wishing to see and hear more of you.

“Thank ladies and Gentlemen! Have a great night!”

The crowd erupted in cheer, shaking the walls of the hall with screaming and clapping. Even Suga shouted, surprising his team mates.

Him and the rest of the group waited outside for you as waves of crowds spilled out from the doors, before finally, you came out.

“Y/N!” He waved, drawing your attention, you still wore your phantom outfit, too preoccupied to return it.

He pulled you into a hug, grasping onto your figure and holding your head against his shoulder.

“You were amazing” he whispered, kissing the top of your head. You blushed beneath your mask, ducking further into his chest.

“Thank you” you mumbled, earning a laugh from him.

And Thus the Volleyball player and his phantom went home for the night, Ready to discuss the entirety of the play.

“I like the part when the Phantom was there”

“Pfft”

#haiykuu!!#haikyu x reader #koshi sugawara #one shot #comfort

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hinatastinygiant · 6 months

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4 | James Bond

Pairing: Daichi x Fem!Reader

Only in Whispers

As you and Daichi walk out of his room together, your attention is drawn to Sugawara. He's dressed impeccably as James Bond. However, something seems off as you notice him standing there, staring at a wall with a far-off look in his eyes.

Curiosity piqued, you and Daichi approach Sugawara. "Hey, Suga," he says with a friendly tone. "What are you doing?"

Sugawara blinks as if coming back from a distant place. He looks at you both, a faint smile appearing on his face. "Oh, just contemplating the mysteries of the universe," he replies with a touch of humor. "You know, the usual James Bond stuff."

It's then that you notice he's holding an empty wine glass, but Daichi doesn't seem to see it.

"I like that you're embracing the role," Daichi replies, nodding. "You even got the whole 'Mysterious Spy' vibe down pat."

"Why thank you," Sugawara replies, and you're not sure if he's teasing.

"Come on, Y/N," Daichi then says, escorting you along down the hall back to the party. Then, when you arrive, you part ways and approach Yachi, suddenly remember what you and Daichi had walked in on before going to do the same thing yourselves.

"Hey, Yachi!" you greet her.

"Y/N!" she replies. "You and Daichi were gone for a long time. What were you two doing?"

"Well, uh... Actually, that's what I wanted to talk to you about! We were walking down the hall and I saw Kiyoko with Tanaka!"

Her expression becomes one of disbelief. "Wait, really?"

You nod. "They were in the first room on the left, and they were intensely making out. Do you think we should do something? I mean, she told me she never wanted to get back together with him, ever!"

"She did say that," Yachi admits. "But maybe she's changed her mind! You can't always keep those kinds of feelings under wraps."

"Well, that's true. I mean, I wouldn't really know. The last time I had a boyfriend was two years ago," you scoff.

"Really? And what about Daichi? You didn't answer when I asked where you went," she says with a coy smile.

"We were in his room," you say, and the memory of what you did sends a wave of heat over your body.

"Yeah. Thought so. Well, was it good?"

"Better than good," you reply, smiling. "I didn't expect that. I mean, I'm not the type to hook up with strangers all that much. But still, the way he kissed me..."

"Well, that's the point of a costume party," she reasons. "To let your inhibitions go. And besides, you're not hooking up with a stranger. It's someone who has been our friend for a while."

"Maybe for you. I just met him tonight," you remind her.

Just then, you hear a loud crash come from the hallway. The two of you, like many others, rush over to see what caused the ruckus. Then, when you arrive, you see a tall rabbit standing beside a broken vase.

"What the hell happened Aone?" Oikawa, dressed up as Rose who is now standing beside Jack, asks first.

"We should clean this up before Kiyoko comes back," Yachi whispers to you. "It might stress her out to see something like this."

"I'll help," you reply.

The two of you work together to disperse the crowd and clean up the mess. Then, when it's all done, Yachi smiles. "That was really nice of you to help."

"Well, Kiyoko has always been so nice to me. I figured that the least I could do was make her life a little easier," you reply.

"Hey," another voice suddenly chimes in. You look up and see the Great Gatsby, Saeko, standing above you. "Have you seen Kiyoko?"

"Actually-" you begin, before another noise interrupts your conversation. This time it's a loud, blood-curdling scream.

"Oh my God!" you hear them then call out.

Your heart races as you look around, wondering if there was some sort of a killer at this party. The three of you rush over, following the voice. There, you see a cowgirl, Akane Yamamoto, hyperventilating on the floor. Saeko rushes to her side and wraps her arms around the cowgirl's shoulders.

"Akane," she hums. "What's wrong? Are you okay?"

Akane, who is breathing rapidly, is too shaken up to speak. Then, after a few seconds, she points to the room in front of the four of you.

Quietly, you and Yachi peek inside. Almost immediately, Yachi gags and nearly pukes at the smell alone. You, on the other hand, step inside and approach the horrendous scene. Kiyoko is lying dead in the same room where you had previously seen her alive and well with Tanaka. Except Tanaka is nowhere to be found.

"It's Kiyoko," you whisper, covering your nose and mouth with your hand.

"No..." Saeko's voice quivers, her voice trailing off. "No... It can't be."

"I-Is she really dead?" Yachi asks, trembling.

You reach down and place a finger on her neck, checking her pulse. There's none. Your heart pounds heavily against your chest, and you realize the gravity of the situation.

"Guys, I hate to say this," you whisper. "But I think she's really dead."

"W-Who could've done such a horrible thing?" Saeko then cries, her voice full of pain and anguish.

"I don't know, but whoever did it, is a sick, twisted, monster!" Yachi hisses.

Suddenly, you realize what must have happened. Kiyoko was murdered in the room where she and Tanaka had been having their rendezvous. Then, after killing her, he had fled the scene of the crime, leaving her to die.

"The only one who could've killed her is Tanaka!"

Only in Whispers

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Among the Stars

xxx!idol x female!fan

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Part 2

The rest of the week flew by and Monday came way too fast. To my dismay, I got paired with Ae-cha in room B 1. Lovely, not only is right by the stairways I also had to be paired with her.

"So, how are you linking it here?" I try to make conversation as we unpack.

"It's way more boring than I expected." I don't think she is a talkative one. "So, how long have you and Jimin been dating for?"

"Where did you get that idea from?" I reply laughing.

"That day in the library, I overheard Jimin and Jungkook speaking about you." I raise my eyebrow as I try to remember if I heard anything while walking in. I don't, I also made sure to let the boys know they weren't alone as soon as I realized she was snooping around. "After you walked in I remember Jungkook saying for you guys to get a room."

"Oh, that?" I laugh harder. "JK was just messing with us, trust me nothing is going on between me and Jimin, or anyone else for that matter. The last time I was involved with anyone was in college."

"Are you a saint then?"

"No, I just have not fallen in love, ever." I thought I was in love before, but I really did. But in retrospect, it was never love.

"You never been in love?" She asks in disbelief.

"No." My answer is short but definitive. "But you had boyfriends before?" She asks a little slow as if trying to make sense of it in her head.

"Yes, at the time I did think it was love but now I understand it was just attraction," I explain while folding my last shirt and getting up to go and collect my dresses. "As soon as the high was over things would get boring and I would lose interest so fast, it couldn't have been love."

"How about you?" I ask while getting up.

"I've been and am in love." She states confidently.

I smile. "I honestly envy you. I hope I know how it feels one day." And with that, I leave to get my dresses.

Suga was laying in my old bed as I arrive.

"Hey there princess, did you change the sheets?" I twist my nose and puff.

"Don't call me princess, and of course I did, on top of princess you call me a pig?" I'm annoyed at that stupid nickname.

"Princess suits you, and I ask because I'm pretty sure I smell Kookie." I grab a pillow a throw it at him.

"That joke is old, find something else," I say as he laughs together with V who just appeared from behind the curtain.

"Sure thing, princess." Fucking annoying! I grab my damn dresses and get out of that room as soon as possible. Unfortunately, due to the mountain of dresses, I was carrying, I lost my footing and fell hard at the bottom of the stairs. Thankfully just a couple of steps down but I still couldn't help the small scream that escaped my throat, nor the tears that filled my eyes.

Both Suga and V came running down the stairs.

"Are you okay?" V asks, but I'm unable to speak as I am biting my lip as hard as I can to try to trick my brain away from the throbbing pain coming from my ankle.

Suga takes the dresses from me as V helps me up, he guides me to my room. Right now I am so very happy that it is right next to the stairs. They leave me in the room and go and get some ice. Just as they arrive the voice comes with instructions. "RM, please go to the delivery door as soon as possible. Ae-cha, lock yourself in the studio. The rest should lock themselves in their rooms and wait for instructions. You have 5 minutes." And just like that, the voice is gone.

Soon after RM comes into my room and hands me a sleep mask, and some headphones. "You have to put this on. Someone will come and help you take it out later. Don't react, a medical team will come to have a look at your foot, you won't have to quit unless you need surgery." He says and I nod. I'm terrified, I don't think it's broken, but the possibility of having to give up turns my stomach. I'd rather lose fair and square than forfeit.

The medical team was there pretty fast. They hurt me a bit but I did not complain once. I know for sure they took pictures as I could feel the place of the portable x-ray machine on my foot. After what seemed like an eternity, someone took this stupid noise concealing headphones out, and I knew it was my cue to take the sleep mask off as well.

"You scared the crap out of us." Jimin sounded angry. "Can't you look at where you're going?"

"Or ask for help?" Nabi continues.

"Guys she is stressed enough." Thankfully Hana came in my defense.

"Anyone knows what's happening?" I am still in the dark as I did not hear what the voice said afterward.

"I just know that the voice said we were free to go and visit you and make sure you knew to stay in bed with your foot lifted until further instructions." Jimin adjusted my foot on the pillow as he says it.

"Well, it's not broken," I say as a matter of fact.

"If it was broken, you wouldn't be here." Nabi states.

"You are right," I say looking down ashamed. "I'm sorry guys, I didn't mean to worry you."

"Worry us? You sh..." Hanna starts but Jimin throws her a look stopping her from finishing the sentence.

"What now?" I ask. "I don't like being left outside of the loop."

"Nothing, I am just angry and scared and frustrated." Hanna smiles. "You scared the living shit out of me." That last sentence was in English and made me laugh.

Later that day the voice announced that my foot was not broken but I had a bad sprain. 3 days of absolute rest. I was allowed 1 TV that Suga and Jin kindly installed for me, plus a choice of 3 movies a day. I had to take my medication on time and someone would be allocated to bring help me out for the rest of the time. It would be a random allocation by the computer since almost everyone wanted to do it.

We would both be given a walkie-talkie so they wouldn't have to be with me all the time. In the eventuality that Ae-cha is not the one chosen, she will exchange rooms with whoever will be taking care of me. Right now, I was awaiting my prescribed medication for the pain, as well as the results of who would be my lucky slave for the next few days. Might as well have some fun with the situation.

Suddenly, Ae-Cha comes in looking unhappy. She starts packing her stuff again. Why is she unhappy? If she is unpacking that means it isn't her.

"Why are you upset?" I ask. "Is it about having to change rooms? I'm sorry."

"No, it's more that I wanted to change rooms with Nabi. But didn't work that way." Ah yes, Nabi was paired with JK this week. I nod my head that makes sense. "So where are you going?"

"A2." She says.

"What? But that is Nabi's room." Now I'm confused. She looks at me as if I'm stupid, and then it clicks. "Ah, got it."

After about one hour of looking at the walls, JK comes in with his stuff. He doesn't even look at me. What is his problem now? Is it that bad to help me out? Can't you just refuse? Now I'm pissed.

When he was finally done he left the room again only to come back a few minutes later. He hands me a glass of water and a few pills, still not looking me in the eye. I take them and place the now empty glass on the bedside table. When I look at it, there stands a walkie-talkie, together with a note saying a soft song will be played when it's time to take my medication. I only have to take the blue pills when the soft song plays, if a rock song plays it means I can take another painkiller, but only if I'm in pain.

"What movie do you want to watch first?" JK finally looks at me.

"The greatest showman," I say and I think I can see a small smile.

"Can we wait till after dinner? I want to watch that one too." He says and I nod

He goes out to get our food while I pick up one of the books that he brought earlier and start reading the prologue. He is back just as I finish reading it.

We eat in silence and he sets up the movie once we are done. He surprises me by adjusting my position on the bed to the side and sitting next to me. It is a small bed, for us to fit together we have to cuddle. I am laying on his chest, my foot resting on top of a pillow that he had set on top of his legs. WTF. There is no way he is not feeling how my heart is going 1000 miles per hour right now.

I try to take deep slow breaths, to calm my heart down, but as the movie progresses I get so emerged in it that my being like this with JK doesn't affect me anymore. It is not even the middle of the movie when I start to feel my eyes close. Whatever this medication is it must be strong. I am aware I'm falling asleep but have no way to stop myself. The continuous movements of JK playing with my hair with his right hand, and making small circles on my right hand with his other hand doesn't help and I soon feel myself slip out of reality.

Something shifts under me as I hear soft music playing in the background. I open my eyes to see the movie was over and it was dark outside.

I slowly lift myself, never moving my leg, and reach for the blue pills and the old glass of water but it's empty. I have to wake up JK.

I shake him a little but he really sleeps heavily. I try it a bit more violently and have no response. WTF am I supposed to do? Then I had a crazy idea. I put two fingers over his nose and covered his mouth with my hand. Soon enough he started to wake up and I let him breathe again.

"Are you crazy?" He asks me fighting for his own breath. "You want to kill me?"

"I'm sorry." I pout. "I couldn't wake you up, this was the only idea I had."

"Well, it worked but seriously, let's avoid this way from now on." He looks at me and him. "Oh crap, I fell asleep on your bed again."

"That isn't the issue." I point to the speakers. "I need to take the pills and have no water."

"Hold on." He lifts my foot as he moves his own from under me and places my foot back in place.

He returns shortly with some water that he hands me and I take the pills.

"Can we continue the movie?" I ask. "I think the last part I remember was when they were meeting that opera singer."

"Yeah, sure." He finds the correct scene and presses play, and sits in his bed. I purse my lips in disapproval. He notices.

"What?"

"I was comfortable with you here." His face turns bright pink and I laugh out loud.

"Have you no shame?" He asks but comes towards my bed anyways.

"I do, but I'm feeling bold today." I smile.

"People are going to start thinking things that aren't." He says looking at me seriously.

"Let them think what they want, we know the reality," I say turning to watch the movie once more, laying across JK's chest.

I woke up alone. Stretching my arms I sit up straight in bed. I decide I'm going to give it a go at taking a bath and by the time I am back both Suga and Saem are waiting for me.

"Jungkook's having a life now so we decided to visit you." Suga starts. "I'm sorry I have annoyed you."

"Don't sweat it." I smile at him while Saem comes to help me back into bed.

"How are you feeling?" He asks.

"As well as I can feel being stuck here with this useless foot." I shrug. "How about you guys? What are you up to?" "Trying to figure out Gi." Suga is the one replying.

"Gi? How come?" He acts weird sometimes, but I always thought he was just a bit shy.

"We don't believe he is a fan." Hell yes juicy theories, I'm all here for them. I nod, gesturing for him to continue. "You know all of you asked some really good questions. You asked things that were always related to things we did or said. He asks basic stuff, things that a true ARMY would have known."

"OMG! What if that is his secret?" I ask and they look at me confused.

"How?" Seam questions.

"Well, he might be the anti-fan," I suggest.

"That would be too easy then." Suga shuts the idea down.

"But what if it's not only that he is an anti-fan but we also need to know the reason behind it?" Seam suggests.

"That makes more sense." Suga agrees and I nod. "If that is his secret he will be too cautious around us."

"But maybe not around me?" I wiggle my eyebrows.

"Well you are a very big fan so he might." True that, I think he would open up more to Ae-cha if anything. "But I am very observant, leave it up to me."

"Are you?" Suga smirks.

"What do you mean?" Am I missing something? "I literally found out 2 secrets in less than 1 day."

"Maybe for some things you are." Seam agrees.

"What is this? Are you both ganging up on me?" I cross my arms feeling annoyed again.

"We are just teasing you." Suga smiles and shuffles my hair.

"Hi there." Nabi comes in, carrying my breakfast. "Jungkook is still busy so I bring you breakfast."

"Thank you, Nabi." That looks absolutely delicious. I smile as I accept the tray.

Dang and Seam leave very soon after Nabi arrived so it's just the two of us there while I eat breakfast.

"How is it?" She asks me after a while.

"It's okay. I'm resting a lot which I actually needed to so that is kinda perfect." I smile.

"I am curious about something." She is playing with the edge of my sheets so I know she is uncomfortable to say it. I encourage her by telling her she could ask me anything. "I overheard Da-Eun getting extremely frustrated about your bias. She said she spent the whole night before the show looking at 7 years' worth of reactions."

"That is some persistence right there." I laugh.

"I just don't understand what is so bad about admitting who your bias is." Right.

"Do you have a bias?" I ask and she shakes her head no.

"I'm like them all equally." She states.

"Well, I wish I did too." I sigh. "Look, the way I see it without one of them, they are not BTS. I love them all, I do. But there is that one that calls for me. When he is in his zone, his voice speaks to my soul. I can't explain it but it is as if I have a connection with him that I can't get with the others and I find it unfair. The others worked just as hard if not even harder, they give us all the same love and attention, I repeat they love us equally. Still, I cannot do the same for them. And I guess that really affects me."

RM comes in at that precise moment. "You are wrong." He sits down on the other side of my bed.

"We don't love you all equally, it's part of human nature." He smiles. "We respect you all equally, that is different. We try to give you all the same amount of attention but even we can't do that. Look at Jimin, he doesn't let go of you two, it's not like he does it on purpose but he has a special connection that was formed through experiences and his background as well as your personality."

"What?" I and Nabi say at the same time.

"Seriously, we all have our own bias." He explains.

"Wow, I never thought that you guys had bias too." I chuckle. "Still, it isn't the same. You guys know the fans, we just have a general idea, painted to us. We think we know you, but do we?"

"We have the same." RM counters. "To us, the ARMY does no wrong, and even when they do we see it as they had good intentions at heart, like when they leak our content that we have planned for months or when they hack into our accounts. We feel bad, but in our hearts, we see it as them just wanting to be closer to us."

"I still think it isn't the same." Nabi nods agreeing.

"I see both your points and I think both are valid." She says. "It is hard to form an opinion but I don't think any of you are wrong. You have the right to feel how you feel and that is something no explaining can do. As they say, the heart wants what the heart wants, the ears hear what they want to hear, the brain makes the assumption it wants to make."

"Okay let's put it like this." RM starts. "You didn't know us at all, as you said. You knew only the image we have painted to the public correct?"

"Yes". I confirm.

"So now that you know us a bit better, has your bias changed?" He asks.

"Well no, but still I don't know any of you enough," I answer honestly.

"And do you think, that even if you get to know us enough, it will change?" He presses.

"I can't answer that question, as those events haven't occurred, I simply don't know." I mean there is always the chance. "But then it wouldn't be that my bias had changed, but that I have made friends with that I share a strong connection and we understand each other on another level."

"I have to admit you are some stubborn woman." RM throws his hands in the air finally giving up.

"Well, what if I ask it differently," Nabi is quick to give it a try too "you knew that coming to this show could jeopardize all your efforts to keep your bias a secret right?"

"Yes, I did and I had to think for a long time before I finally accepted to participate."I still remember the crying fit right after I had hung up the phone the day I accepted this.

"So, why did you do it?" She looks me right in the eye. "Why would you risk it all?"

In all honesty, I had thought about this a lot. Why did I say yes? To travel? To meet the boys in person? For fame? Was it to run away from a job that I used to love but was slowly making me hate? Was I running away? Or maybe trying to find me? No. It was none of it.

"I wanted to prove myself wrong." I breathe. "I wanted to see for myself that I was just a crazy fangirl and that no one is that perfect, I wanted to get rid of these biased feelings, I wanted to end the endless and ridiculous online stalking. I just wanted it all over."

I pause and look at them, both silent not knowing what to say. "I'm ridiculous ain't I?" I give a humorless laugh and continue. "All I wanted was to be normal, I was worried that I'd become sick."

"Have you?" Nabi asks in a serious tone.

"No," I answer truthfully. "I mean, I am not chasing him around, he is free to have his freedom. I never look for him, if he comes to me it's from his own will. That is at least a question I manage to answer myself, I am not crazy obsessed, I am just a very big fan that loves him and supports him and just wants him to be happy. But this is how I see it, now that I have opened up tell me, what do you think?"

"So to get it straight, your feelings have not changed?" Nabi is the first to speak.

"No, they did definitely." I don't know how to put it but I'll try my best. "I got to see him, I see how he acts with others, how kind he is, how thoughtful, I see how he talks about his fans, his family, his friends, and band mates. If anything, so far, it just confirmed that I should feel how I do, but as I said I don't know him enough."

"You know him enough," RM says and smiles. "You know him too well."

I look at him confused but before I open my mouth Nabi stops me. "What he means is, your feelings have evolved. You are falling for him."

"I am not." That is ridiculous. "You guys are seeing things that aren't there."

"Let me give you a piece of advice," RM says while getting up. "Don't look for validation of things that not even you believe in yourself. The only loser will be you if you do." And with that, he leaves the room.

I have been called to the studio, for a 1-to-1 talk with the producer. The studio is soundproof, and has only one camera and a few mics to record, but is the only place where it isn't streaming 24/7.

If the production wants they can release to the public what happens within it, but they cannot release anything that BTS records unless they have their label permission.

I am tapping my fingertips against the armrest of the chair as I wait for the producer to arrive. I can help but smile, knowing that I am at the very place where the next album is currently being recorded. Sometimes I hear one of the boys humming it, but they stop it as soon as they notice they aren't alone.

"Hello Miss Y/L/N." I hear a voice from the speakers and notice the director is now visible on the computer screen. "How are you doing?"

"All healed up, thank you." It has been a few days since the incident and I am happy to be out of bed.

"So while you were resting, we have called V by himself to the studio as well, with a proposition." He starts and I stiffen, whatever it is it can't be good.

"After a lot of convincing he finally agreed to it, now we have to ask you for your cooperation." I nod for him to continue. "We want you two to date."

"Excuse me?" I must have not heard correctly.

"Well obviously not for real and you need to build it up gradually. The public will know it's a mission so you will not be experiencing any backlash for this." Oh my God, he is actually serious.

"You are insane if you think I will not get backlash, even if it's just for pretending to date a member." I am amazed a the stupidity of this guy.

"Miss Y/N, dating in Korea is slightly different from in the west. It's way more subtle and," he pauses as if trying to find the right word for it, "fewer hands-on." Wow, he did not just call us Western sluts?

"What do you mean by less hands-on?" I am clearly getting aggravated by his wording.

"I don't mean it like that, I apologize. What I meant is we are more conservative. Anyways Mr. Hak. asked me to tell you that Amelia says it is in the best of your interests to do it." Crap. Both me and Amelia had agreed that if this sentence is ever used by the production it was a message from her that things were not looking good and I should go to the production team's plan. Which I am really against.

"Okay." I breathe, I am trusting Amelia with this.

"Okay? Do you mean you will do it?" He asks, looking surprised.

"Yes. I'm in."

"Great! During Sunday's life, we will announce that the public voted for next weeks sleeping arrangements and that you as V were voted to stay as roommates for the following week." He explains. "You and he have to come up with a plan to set up the scene. You cannot just say you are dating. This needs to be very subtle, the rest have to start wondering about it, rumors should start, and expect some confrontation in the future. Stand your ground. From now on you are in love with Taehyung. Please start using his name before the week is over, instead of his stage name. You are free to go." I get up feeling slightly numb, I need a fucking drink.

I grab a pack of beers from the fridge and go to the storage room. Steal one pack of cigarettes and head to the back garden. Finally, I sit myself behind the greenhouse, where no one will bother me.

I rarely smoke, only when I'm stressed. I shouldn't but now I need it, the whole of my body craves the release of dopamine that brings me. After a few drags, I start to feel light-headed, due to not being used to it. I take a sip of my bare and close my eyes. Enjoying the sun.

"Hey." I look to my left to see Jimin standing there.

"Please go away, I don't want anyone to see me in this state," I ask, trying to keep my voice from cracking out of the sheer amount of anger I'm feeling. I regret accepting it, but I know that Amelia only wants what is best for me, I know that this is for my own good.

"I'm not going anywhere, I think you need company." He says sitting next to me and stealing a bear from my pile. "Just go." I take another drag and close my eyes.

"Not going anywhere." He sings. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing, just missing home." I breathe.

"I can understand that." I hear a lighter going and my head snaps in his direction. He lit a fucking cigarette. "I'll smoke to that too."

We are all sitting down, nervously awaiting the results from the first public vote when the presenters finally come to tell us who it is. After some suspense they finally announce Ae-cha is leaving the house, I honestly breathe in relief that Saem is staying. We say our goodbyes and JK actually hugs her before she walks out of the door. He seems a little sad which I think it's odd since he seemed to show that he disliked her a lot, but I'm not with them all the time so I do not know if they ended up making up.

We open a bottle of champagne to celebrate the fact Saem was staying and waited for the presenters to come and say their goodbyes.

"Hi everyone. How are you feeling now that you survived your first voting?" The female presenter asks.

"Good." We all reply. I laugh feeling tipsy.

"Something we did not tell you is that we also had another voting going on with the public this week." Here we go.

"That's right Hyun-woo, the public had special online voting. This week you will not be drawing from the hats for your rooms." Ye-jun says.

"Here are next week's room arrangements as per public choice by room order.

A1 - V and Y/N A2 - Jimin and Da-Eun A3 - J-Hope and Hanna B1 - Jin and Ari B2 - RM and Nabi B3 - J C- Suga and Saem.

Since there would be someone on their own for the first time, we decided we should not leave it to luck." Hyun-woo finishes.

"We wish you all a good evening and see you Wednesday for our first voting or update, depending if more secrets are revealed." Ye-jun smiles and waves as Hyun-woo says goodnight and the TV turn off.

We all start scattering and I rush to my room and start packing. JK enters soon after me but doesn't say a word. It feels exactly as when he had to move with me due to my accident. Actually, it feels worse, it feels like we regressed to when he was acting like a child. This thought made me puff in annoyance.

After packing I leave the room. I need to feel the need to sweat so maybe some exercise would do me well before heading to bed. That and the fact I don't feel like having bad energy around me, and for the first time, I felt it dripping from JK. I am thankful we won't be sharing a room next week, ever since that first night we watched a movie together, he has been avoiding me and distant, maybe because he reconnected with Ae-cha and she didn't want him to be close to me? I don't know. As I head towards the gym the studio door opens and I am pulled inside.

"What the hell?" I ask V. "Couldn't you just call me like a normal person?"

"Sorry, I didn't want anyone seeing us together before tomorrow." He says laughing. "Have you been setting the ground?"

"No, I can't even think of how to start," I say letting myself fall on the closest chair.

"Well I had to start already, I am too close to the boys so I actually started as soon as I was asked about the mission." Oh, that makes sense.

"What have you done?" I'm curious to know what's his approach.

"Well first was Jimin, he is skeptical of the group. I have just been trying to subtly ask about you, thankfully he is the closest to you so that was great. JK was there so that was 2 in one. Jimin didn't seem to think anything of my questions but Jungkook was eyeing me suspiciously." He pauses and turns my chair to face him. "Then was RM, he is very observant, so I just let him catch me looking at you a few times. As well as pretending to be lost in thought while we were having a conversation." Damn, he is good.

"Have you ever thought of an acting career?" He laughs at this. "I'm dead serious."

"Anyways tomorrow we have to start straight away." He says. "The boys know that when I set my mind on something I act fast. I was thinking we play a game in the room for most of the day and then go for a run together later in the day after the sun calmed down. We should spend the evening separately. By Wednesday they have to be suspicious and by Saturday someone has to have confronted us, by Sunday we have to admit it. The boys will want to say that I'm your bias and others might try to press the button and try to guess it. Be ready for that. If I am your bias I want to apologize in advance, if I am not then use this to your advantage."

"Why did you accept it?" I ask and he looks at me confused. "You know, pretending that we are dating."

"You know us enough to answer that question yourself." He says and smiles.

"You are protecting the boys." I voice my best guess out loud.

"I am protecting the boys." He confirms, gives me a nod, and exits the studio, leaving me with more questions than answers.

How would pretending to date me protect the boys?

"What is going on?" Jimin seems pissed and I cannot understand why.

"What do you mean?" I frown, needing to play my part.

"You know very well what I mean, don't be evasive." He is acting like a parent who had just caught their child stealing from the cookie jar.

"Nothing is going on." I continue to warm up, one foot on the stool and pushing forward.

"Y/N, just tell me. Are you on a mission?" Jesus, why are you so accurate?

"What? What makes you think that?" I try to keep my voice leveled, not giving away that he is spot on.

"Well, this is just very odd." He sighs, resting his hands on his hips.

"And what exactly is odd?"

"You and V." He finishes.

"What about me and V?" I try to turn things around but he is not having any of it.

"Will you stop asking questions? I am the one with the questions here." He points his indicator at me and I finally stop warming up and look him in the eye.

"Listen we are just enjoying each other's company as I do with every roommate I had so far." It is true, this is barely any different from I acted with any of my roommates.

"No, you are acting weird, and V is acting weirder." Is he?

"Seriously nothing is going on," I reassure him, putting my right hand over his shoulder.

"No, I agree with him, something is definitely off," Nabi says and Hanna nods as well.

"Guys, seriously, stop pressing it. We are just having fun." I mean they are supposed to think otherwise, but I think it looks more realistic if I try to deny it.

"Having fun? You guys have been on each other's faces and it's only day 2." Well, technically it's day 3.

"You've been counting?" I say as I tie my shoes. "Anyways I have to go I promised him we would exercise together." I turn and head to the sliding doors of the kitchen.

"Again? You guys are almost like conjoined twins by now." Hanna says making me laugh out loud.

"Not even close otherwise he'd be here too. See you later." With that, I wink and throw a kiss and jog to the front lawn where V has been waiting for me.

"Hi. How is it going?" He asks, hands over his eyes protecting him from the sun.

"The trio is on my ass. And you? How are you surviving?" I ask as I hold his feet in place with my knees so he can start doing the crunches.

"Well, all the boys are on my ass too." He says between breaths. "It's way harder for me than for you."

I nod understanding his point. I mean neither of these people knows the real me, they may think I'm acting strange, but they will always be on the fence, they don't know the real me. V, however, is not in the same situation. They have been living together for a long time, they know each other too well, I am sure the guys are very suspicious no matter how good of an actor he is.

"Lay down," V says pulling my arm and pushing me to the ground.

"What? Why?" I'm already laying flat and he basically positions himself on top of me and starts doing push-ups."

"Just do as I say and smile." He says through gritted teeth.

"What the hell Taehyung?" I yell whisper.

"Keep smiling we are being watched." I look around and see nothing.

"By who?"

"I can't see, they are behind the bushes." They? More than one? Must be the trio then.

"I'm terribly uncomfortable," I admit while looking into his eyes and playing laughing. This is so cringing.

"It's just acting. Pretend I'm your bias." He winks and I puff.

"Hey, that might be you." He laughs as he gets up and pulls me with him, running towards the main entrance of the house.

"Why are we running?"

"One because it's fun. Two because it fits the act. Three because I want to see if whoever is watching us comes out of the bushes." Since when is running fun?

We keep running hand in hand for a good 2 minutes before we start slowing down. As far as I could tell no one followed us. We lay down next to each other out of breath.

"I think whoever it was, gave up." V is the first to speak.

"Must have been Jimin, Nabi, and Hanna. I told you they are very suspicious, Jimin especially." I breathe, turning on my side to face him.

"I know, he has not left me alone, and he doesn't believe my act for a second." He faces me as he speaks. "Does he know something about your bias?"

I think for a moment, did I ever let something slip? I go through all the conversations I remember we had, all the moments we were all together to see if by any chance I tried to steal a glance, or acted suspiciously. I really don't remember anything that could have made him suspect my bias or know that my bias was not V.

"No, I never did anything to give it aw..." Crap, I suddenly remember the note. Someone watched me that day, someone knows. Was that person Jimin? "Actually I just remembered a specific situation that if anyone saw it, they could have gotten the wrong idea."

I was not just about to say that I might have gotten caught enjoying my bias vocals on the other side of a wall like a weirdo.

"What was the situation?" V asks getting up, one eyebrow raised.

"I am not about to say that." No way I'll keep it for myself.

"Well he knows something I don't, that's for sure." He pauses and looks towards the house. "It can't be that he knows who your bias is, that's our mission to find out, he would have said something. We have spent enough hours brainstorming about it."

"You have?" I ask surprised. I mean I know it's their mission but I didn't think as far as them getting together and trying to figure it out. This thought makes my hands start to sweat and my stomach twist. "Out of curiosity, how did that brainstorming go?"

"Not well, we started by saying if we think we are your bias, we all said no without a doubt so that was no help." V laughs before continuing. "We then tried to say who we thought your bias was, but the truth was we have no idea. So we got you drunk, but that didn't work either. We honestly have no idea."

"That's good to know." I smile.

"We will eventually figure it out." V points out.

"I know."

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I am currently laying alone on the hammock we recently got as a gift from the voice. The breeze is nice and refreshing and the stars are just amazing. The voting was a mess. We talked together before the life and we all liked each other, there was no reason to kick anyone out, so we decided on drawing sticks again. There were 2 short sticks and whoever drew them would be nominated by all of us. If we drew the small ones we would nominate someone random. I and Da-eun drew the short sticks. I am sad at the possibility of this ending so fast but at peace. In the end, I have proved to myself that, even if my heart is biased, my actions aren't and I can treat all of them equally. That makes me extremely happy.

After a while of laying there, enjoying the stars, I feel a presence approaching. I turn to see V coming toward me, holding a drink in each hand.

"Mind if I join you?" He asks while I get up and set to the side, making space for him to sit next to me. "Nervous?"

"About the vote?" I ask and he nods. "No, I'm okay with whatever happens."

"I'd be sad to see you leave," V says, a small smirk playing on his face.

"Don't know that I will be happy watching you all from afar." I smile back.

"What if we want to keep in touch?" I think about it momentarily, I'd love to keep in touch that is for sure but I am not ready for what comes with it.

"I'm not sure that is a good idea," I answer honestly.

"Why not?" He asks, as he reaches up to my hair and starts playing with a string of it.

"I think I have enough attention on my back as it is. I will be traveling the world and don't want all the crap that comes with being a female friend of BTS. Being an outspoken fan is enough for my plate." I look back up at the sky, my shoulders scrunched in defeat.

"We love all our fans equally, we just cannot be friends with all of them it's impossible. That doesn't mean that we don't want to."

"I know, they know it too. But it's more if it can't be me, then no one type of thinking." This is true, even for myself if I am being honest. I try to think how would it be to be in their shoes, but I can't. It must not be easy but it's the life they choose and they know how Idol fans are, they knew from the very beginning.

"So to get this straight, it's the backlash you are worried about?" V lets go of my hair and look into my eyes.

"Yes," I admit.

That's when he puts his hands on the back of my neck and pulls me close. I instinctively try to back away but he has a good grip. Our lips are inches away but he does not close the gap. He keeps looking into my eyes and then after what seemed like an eternity he lets go.

"What was that for?" I ask confused and kinda angry.

"I'm sorry." He says looking sincere. "We had an audience, and I'm still in mission mode."

That makes me laugh out loud. "You scared me for a minute there," I say and shove him a little. "Who was it?"

"The bias of you." Wait for what?

"What does that even mean? My bias you mean?" Why would he say it so weirdly?

"Who says you are the only one who has a bias here?" He asks and gets up. "Don't be so self-centered." And with that, he leaves.

I have never been so confused in my life. So someone is biased towards me? WTLF? How does that even make any sense?

I get up to follow V but before I can even take one step I hear him shouting "One out, 5 to go".

Well then, I think I'm going to be voted out before anything gets interesting.

I get woken up by a commotion outside. I can hear shouting although it is too far away to understand what is being discussed. I sit up on my bed and stretch looking around to see V was no longer in the bedroom, an odd sight to see as I usually get up first.

After getting out of bed I approach the slightly open window, carefully and as quietly as I can. I don't want them to know I am trying to overhear the conversation.

"You will ruin everything if you open your mouth now," V says to Jimin.

"Well you are ruining everything already, did you even think before you acted?" Jimin stops passing from side to side and grabs his hair in two fists. "Seriously, why would you do it?" I see someone approaching and see RM, obviously, he is about to stop whatever is going on. "Guys, please calm down, we all can hear you loud and clear from the inside. Emergency meeting in the studio in 5." He says sternly, quickly turning on his heels and heading back inside.

I decide to get back in and head for a shower, there is no way I will find out what is going on since the studio is soundproof.

I have not found the will to leave my bedroom today. It is just one of those days that my heart feels tight, and all that could make me better can't because of the lack of Internet access. The sun is clearly about to set, no one came by to check up on me either, but for some reason, that doesn't surprise me.

Yesterday V had to kiss me, there is no other option, we were playing would you rather, it all started very innocently and no one thought it would escalate this much. It was my fault this time around.

Jimin was intoxicated, and in one of his turns, asked me, would you rather kiss him (pointing at my bias) or him (pointing at V). I sent V an apologetic look as I got up from my seat and went straight to him, placing my lips on his.

It was supposed to be just a light kiss, that was always the intention, but for whatever reason he lifted both hands and placed underneath my hair, grabbing the sides of my neck, his thumbs grabbing against my jaw, and pulling me in. I was no longer in my right mind, I just let myself be guided by him. It was a long and deep kiss, sensual even, I dare to say. As the memories from the night before come crashing down I feel the redness creep all the way up my face and bury my head on the pillow. WTLF where are we thinking? We weren't, for sure. I think that's why no one came to see me.

Suddenly the sound of the button echoed through the house. I don't know for sure it is for me, but I can't help but think it has to be. I didn't care how I look, I ran downstairs and there were already quite a lot of people sitting on the sofa. I did not want to sit, so I just stayed back in a corner, watching from afar as the boys all gathered to guess my bias.

I knew for a fact that was what they were going to do, they have no other mission altogether. There could be no other reason for them to press that button. Tears streamed down my face without permission. I don't know how they found out, but I knew in my heart they were right. The determination in RM's face was clear, I know these boys way too well, they know my bias for sure and now, the rest of the world is about to find out.

"Good evening," the voice speaks and my heart shakes with each syllabus pronounced. "BTS, pressed the button?"

"Yes." RM is the one to reply.

"Well, we all know what this means," the voice continues "for our curiosity, do you really know or are you guessing because of the possibility of Y/N leaving soon?"

"First of all," Jimin speaks "I would personally like to apologize in the name of the group to Y/N, we know how much she wanted to keep the secret, and although we had our suspicions on who her Bias is, we were willing to guess it wrong."

None of them dared to look in my direction as Jimin spoke. The house was in absolute silence as the next words were dropped.

"However we quickly realized that other people were on the right path, and we felt that we needed to say a few things before we actually revealed our educated guess."

"In the few weeks we have been in this house, there was not one time either of us felt treated differently by Y/N." Jimin starts.

"We all had the feeling neither of us was her bias." Tae continues.

"We discussed the fact that she might be tricking us, that she might be an OT7." JK states.

"We honestly never met such a caring and dedicated fan, that had her feet on the ground and talked to us as normal people, instead of putting us on a pedestal and being scared to speak their mind," Jimin says, looking at me straight in the eye for the first time since that button was pressed.

"We tested our theory several times by leaving her traps and she passed flawlessly, every single time" Suga smiles as he says this, and although I still have not stopped crying, he made me smile too.

"However she did a small mistake, something we had thought only we had noticed but unfortunately turned out not to be the case," J-hope states as he throws a vicious look at Eun-do.

"So yes, we kind of guessed, but we also are sure of what we are about to say." RM firmly says before looking directly at me.

"Y/N," the voice calls. "Please head to the secret room and grab the envelope laying on the desk and bring it back."

I did as the voice commanded, looking straight at my feet as I exited the room. I wrote my bias name on that envelope the day I accepted to come here. Just in case the staff was wrong about who is my bias, I wrote it to only be shown if it was guessed correctly, and to be burned if no one did.

When I returned with the envelope in hand I was no longer crying. My tears had dried and I was a confident woman standing in front of that damn red button, ready to face my biggest fear, ready to look in my bias eye and see the reaction to his written name.

Ever since I found out they watched my channel, I wondered how would he feel to know it was him all along, would he actually care at all? It is probably just a game for them, but hey right now it's a game for all of us.

"BTS, please go ahead and reveal who you think it is Y/N's bias." The voice says and my eyes are straight on the person standing in the middle, right on the other side of the button, completely glued to RM's eyes, but his eyes were not what I was focusing on, they were blurry, unfocused. Although I was looking straight at him, my focus was on his right, slightly on the back it was my bias, and god damn if I am about to lose his reaction.

"The majority of us agree, that Y/N's bias is Jungkook." My heart pounds even harder in my chest as he says it out loud. JK, who was already looking at his feet is the only one who refuses to look up, WTF dude I am waiting for your reaction when I show the envelope. His actions were getting on my nerves so much that I forgot I was not meant to be looking straight at him. I shook my head and tried to ignore the annoying feeling creeping inside of me as I am about to start opening the envelope, however, the voice stops me before I even begin to move a finger.

"I have a couple of questions before Y/N answers that." The voice starts and RM nods.

"You said earlier that most of you agreed, who didn't?"The voice questioned.

"I didn't agree," JK speaks, looking at me for the first time since their guess. "I thought it was V." He says and I snort at that, making Tae release a laugh in the process.

"Very well, last question who was the first to suggest it was JK and when?"

"I did," RM said. "About 2 years ago."

That made my attention divert straight to him. I mean I knew he was smart, but I didn't know he was that smart.

"Y/N, is Jungkook your ultimate bias in BTS?" The voice asks.

I smile at the question, there was something liberating about the fact that I was about to let all this go, about how I can finally fan girl about my favorite as every other ARMY on earth, being that JK or OT7, or any one of the others for that matter.

I slowly open the envelope, not once getting my eyes off Jungkook, I didn't care anymore if he caught me looking at him, it didn't matter anymore. He was looking intensively at the envelope as my fingers started to pull the card inside, he didn't even read the name on the card before deviating his gaze away from the envelope.

He knew now for sure.

Every single person watching this unfold knew way before they got to read the name written on the card. It did hurt a little that he didn't bother to read his name, but I will get over it.

As the card came into view the TV that usually had the eye changed, showing several clips of me talking about him. I pulled the card completely out and showed everyone around the room.

Everyone could clearly see in bold letters written that name, the name I can finally say out loud, my BTS bias is Jeon Jungkook.

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mikkock · 4 years

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@daisugaweek2020 , day 1 : STRANGERS / Roommates

This one’s for all the lads I used to see daily on the train, and whom I’d only ever speak a word to when it was late, but still perfectly recognised as if we were the bestest friends.

Maybe (definitely) these two will be less of a coward than I am and start an actual conversation and become train ride buddies, and then all the time buddies (and then they kiss).

#daisugaweek2020 #daisuga #cuz i keep thinkin bout that post about like what was it half strangers whatev bout ppl u see routinely but dont kno #but u start building care over just cause u recognise em n share a bit of routine with whatev #n i can relate cuz my fellow train takers u_u #im back taking the train but all of em dissapeared n im so sad i was so waiting to see em again from afar since like the middle of #the 6months long quarantine #only ones left are the ones who were my teachers last year shffhshjfs wild shit rly #also fyi the ppl at the back are indeed those ppl id see daily. bc Shoutout to them for existing #esp the gal with the puffy jacket who was so pretty #anyway they get to live my life. they take the same train #everyday back n forth n keep seeing each other n just glancing #cuz they be cute n noticing that they cute ya kno #they dont even climb down the train at the same spot on the way to work but they always 'somehow' end up in the same wagon n just 👀#anyway ill let u Thinke Aboute It #i must say i love dressing those hoes its like 'aight daichi gets well fitted practical Handsome Dream Boat fits. lookin well put together.'#and then i just make suga dress like a mess #tbh imma be real i just throw him in the sorta clothes i wear #suga just got that energy that makes it easy to project on lmao i see him i go 'aight me'#got those photo/film student in the middle of a phat rush who's runnin arund all day but still got that Gotta Express Meself fits ya kno #so like put normal ppl clothes make em too big so its Comfy n then make it gayer. make a bowl of skittles throw up on him.#anyway anyway best part of this drawing is the 'PUSSY' graffiti on the left wall.

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akaashisbabygirl · 3 years

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how he reacts to seeing you wearing his hoodie

suna rintarō

pictures! you know that scene where the miya twins are fighting and suna just sits there taking pictures - yeah, that’s what he’s going to do with you. he will take honestly a thousand pictures of you wearing his hoodie because it looks so cute on you. suna even sets the images he took of you as his wallpaper because he thinks you look so adorable wearing a big hoodie that’s too big for you that belongs to him <333

bokuto kōtarō

bokuto is probably like WOAH!!! he’s also wondering “oh so THATS WHERE MY HOODIE WENT” because he was looking for it this morning and couldn’t find it. he will from then on ask you to always wear his hoodie because he absolutely loves it when you’re wearing his clothing. he thinks it looks so good over you and he’s always got some comments to make whenever you’re wearing any of his clothing <3333

kuroo tetsurō

kuroo honestly just smirks to himself when he sees you walk out of the bedroom wearing one of his red hoodies. he absolutely loves it. he really does love it when you wear his clothing, and he thinks when you wear his oversized hoodies it absolutely suits you. recommends you to wear his clothing more often. but also the fact that this man cannot take his hands off of you - not in any sexual way, he just loves how you look wearing his clothing

akaashi keiji

literally the second akaashi sees you wearing his hoodie - he swears that he falls in love with you all over again. he thinks you look adorable wearing his hoodie, especially since his clothes are too big for you, so you end up having sweater paws and it goes down to your mid thigh. akaashi thinks you look adorable and all he wants to do it grab onto you and give you a big hug and kiss you and tell you how adorable you are <33

tsukishima kei

he swears to you that he doesn’t think anything when he sees you walking around your shared home wearing one of his hoodies - but honestly tsukishima is screaming inside. he thinks you look absolutely fucking adorable but he doesn’t have the right words to express just how beautiful you look wearing his clothing. instead, he just brushes it off and acts as if it doesn’t affect him in any way, but he can never stop thinking about it

sugawara kōshi

i do think that he’s another one who is going to be pulling out his phone and taking a million different photos of you wearing his hoodie. suga praises you - like he literally praises you “i’m so proud of you for wearing my clothing!!” and honestly, he just loves it?? he really loves it when you’re wearing his clothing. you look absolutely beautiful in what he owns and he really does encourage you to wear his clothing more often

atsumu miya

okay no because i honestly feel like atsumu will start flirting with you right on the spot the second he sees you wearing one of his hoodies. he loves the sight of you wearing his hoodie. it’s so big on you and long - making you have sweater paws and how it goes down to the middle of your thighs and looks like a dress on you, he thinks it’s cute. he smirks to himself as he watches you spin around and tells you to wear his hoodie more often

kenma kozume

he’s too busy playing games that he probably didn’t even realise that you were wearing one of his hoodies until the game ended and he could properly look at you. that’s when kenma becomes a blushing mess because oh my god you look so adorable wearing his hoodie. even though it’s not that much bigger on you, it’s still long and that factor is noticeable. he smiles and blushes because you look so adorable wearing it,, he just doesn’t know what to say to you

sakusa kiyoomi

sakusa acts as if he doesn’t care at all that you’re wearing his hoodie - but on the inside he really does love it. he thinks his hoodie looks adorable and so big and cute on you that he cannot control himself from screaming on the inside. he isn’t one who is going to say much about it, but in his head he’s thinking about how his hoodie suits you a lot. he only tells you that it looks good, but secretly he’s smiling to himself on the inside

kageyama tobio

kageyama actually gets so fucking blushy when it comes to seeing you wearing his clothing. he actually thinks that you look so cute and amazing wearing his clothing. the only thing about him is that he doesn’t really know what to say or how to act. he kinda just becomes a nervous blushing wreck when he sees you wearing his clothing - especially his hoodie. it’s never happened before so he’s kinda nervous about it

osamu miya

it’s already a thing that everything in osamu’s closet also belongs to you - so it’s not really something new to him to see you wearing any of his clothing, but when he sees you wearing his gigantic hoodie - oh my god his jaw has dropped. he thinks you look gorgeous wearing a hoodie that’s way too big for you and how cute it is just resting on your body. he makes sure to hold you close almost as if he’s trying to keep you as his forever

hinata shōyō

hinata is another one of those boys who is going to just blush and have absolutely no idea what to say when he sees you walk out wearing his hoodie. it was the first time you had ever worn any of his clothing and he thinks it looks amazing on you. blushing and stumbling over his words, hinata tells you that you look so cute wearing his clothing and then just continues to blush whenever he locks eyes with your figure anywhere in the house

kita shinsuke

when kita sees you wearing his hoodie, he smiles to you and tells you that you look beautiful. he’s such a gentleman when it comes to this - he’s always going to be complimenting you about how adorable you are and how beautiful you look when you’re wearing his clothing. he encourages you to wear his clothing more often and tells you that you look beautiful wearing his clothing and he would be happy to see you wear more

oikawa tōru

another one who just starts flirting with you out of nowhere. he’s got the duality. one minute he’s like “babe have you seen my teal coloured hoodie??” and the next minute he’s like “whats cookin’ good lookin’” and please it just makes you laugh. aside from the jokes, oikawa just cannot stop staring at you because you look so pretty. he will tell you that, obviously once he’s finished with the amount of cheesy pick up lines

iwaizumi hajime

he’s the type who would just nod his head and be like “i like your outfit” without even realising that you’re wearing his hoodie until after he takes a proper look. after that, iwaizumi just begins blushing because oh my god you look cute wearing his clothing. he loves how big his hoodie is on you and really likes it when you wear it. he probably stutters after noticing and rubs the back of his neck a lot while watching you with a smile on his face

ushijima wakatoshi

HONESTLY THIS MAN!!! he will look at you, take in the fact that you’re wearing one of his purple coloured hoodies and just nod his head at you and tell you that it “looks good”. he doesn’t really say much either. yes, he does think a lot about how beautiful and cute you are wearing his hoodie, he’s just not the very vocal person to compliment you every five seconds about how you’re looking wearing his clothes <33

tendou satori

tendou has one of those jaw dropping moments when he sees you wearing one of his hoodies. he also pulls out his phone to take a million photos of you because you rarely get the chance to wear his hoodies, and he just wants this moment to last forever. the whole, “take a picture it’ll last forever” moment. he absolutely loves it and it makes him smile a lot to see that you’re wearing his clothing - he loves you so much <33

yamaguchi tadashi

blushing messy baby who has absolutely no idea what to do or say when he sees you walk out of the room dressed up in his hoodie and your favourite pair of leggings. you look stunning!! so beautiful with your hair tied up in a messy bun and all. he loves the way that you look right now, the main feature of you being his hoodie that you’re wearing. he just smiles to himself as he tries to get the courage to tell you how cute you look right now and always

komori motoya

komori is also someone who is going to be one of those blushing messes because he absolutely has no idea what to say when he sees you wearing his clothing. you look adorable, so freaking beautiful and he has absolutely no idea what to say to you. he says something along the lines of “you look cute wearing my hoodie” and that’s probably all. he starts fiddling with his fingers with a smile on his face as he watches you

tanaka ryūnosuke

tanaka is ceo of having the biggest reaction when he sees you wearing his hoodie. screams. he literally fucking screams. it’s just the fact that you look so beautiful when you’re wearing his clothing and so absolutely amazing that he cannot help himself. he’s literally screaming and all around you telling you that his hoodie suits you so much and how you look amazing and honestly a million other sweet compliments about you <3

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rrazor · 3 years

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hq boys post wisdom teeth extraction

tags: fluff, soft boyfies lol

kuroo tetsurou wakes up and immediately the first thing he tells the professionals around him is that he wants to see his girlfriend because he knows you’re waiting for him and “i love her so much 🥺🥰" he says it a few more times and everyone laughs at how doped up he is both from the drugs and you. when you walk in to take notes on how to take care of him afterwards, he just stares at you as he holds you hand with the SOFTEST LOOK on his face like 🥺😍☺️❤️💕💖💝🥺🥰💖💝☺️

tetsu cannot stop looking at you and u almost have to plead with him to watch where’s he walking like tetsu pls we don’t wanna have to come back to get your front teeth done sweetie 🅱️lease!!!!!! other than that he is pretty easy to reason with it as long as you promise to kiss every part of his face once in a particular order and if u mess up, unfortunately, you’ll just have to start over again sigh it makes his heart go 💥💥💥

bokuto kuroo offers to drive him back home and brings you along to support and comfort him. he helps kou get into the back with you but he refuses and goes “kuroooooo, she’s too pretty, I dun wanna sit next to her ☹️” LMFAO kuroo rolls his eyes and just sits him down and buckles him in despite his protests HA

kou is super nervous and keeps looking over you when he thinks you aren’t looking like 🥺😊 and you decide to play along and ask him how he’s feeling and if he’s in pain and he shakes his head and goes “‘m okay, you’re really pretty though 🥺😍” kuroo snorts in the front seat and you’re trying rlly hard to not laugh at how cute he is so you take his hand and kou lit rally thinks he’s gonna pass out when you call him handsome and ask him out before kissing his cheek. he starts crying as he says things like “kuroo!!!! the pretty girl is my girlfriend now!! 🥺❤️😭💖💕😭😭🥳”

akaashi you’re already by his side by the time he wakes up but he doesn’t remember jack so he goes “hello, have u seen my girlfriend? she looks just like you. can u tell me if u see her? I would like to see her—she’s my everything 😊🥰” UGGHH KISS HIIMMM

he doesn’t remember who you are until the medication wears off but you manage to convince him that you’re gonna take him to his girlfriend so you can take him home 💀 and he spends the whole car ride really pretty quiet until you ask him why he’s so fidgety and then he softly tells you “i… can’t wait to see my girlfriend 🥺🥰💕 she said we’d go on an ice-cream date after🍦i hope she’s not mad that it’s been so long 🥺❤️💗” AHDHJANAA like a little happy babyyyy 🥺😭

oikawa tooru’s procedure finishes earlier than expected and has a dental hygienist watching over him as they wait for you and for some reason he starts to sing, but it’s really out of tune because of all the cotton in his mouth and the dental hygienist is just standing there, taking it. you can hear him down the hall as you walk into his room and he’s so excited to see you!!! “did you hear me sing for you, babe? i didn’t want you to get lost in this maze 🥺🥰” “yes, i did, tooru, tysm you don’t have to sing anymore 😊😇💕”

tries to pull you into his lap as the dentist goes through the aftercare procedures and whines “pleasssseeeee, it huuurrrrrttttts i just want cuddddlllleesssss 😭☹️🥺💕” you opt to sit on the edge of the chair as he buries his head in your back 🥰

iwaizumi YOU try to flirt with hajime because he doesn’t remember that you’re his girlfriend and he’s all like stop!!! i have a girlfriend! 😡 AHAHA so you decide to ask him about his lovely girlfriend and he gets the softest smile on his face omggg and he starts going on about how hardworking you are ❤️, determined 💘, beautiful 💖, how nice you smell 😳

when you tell him its you he doesn’t believe you!!! like stop u r trying too hard, stranger!!! 😠 It’s not until you bring up a photo of yourselves and stick it next to your face does he go all soft again like babe i missed you 🥺 there was this weirdo trying to flirt with me, i’m so glad you’re here 🥰 and you tell him that the weirdo was you and he’s like “no, you’re better than that” LMFAAOO THANKS HAJIME 😭

matsukawa his mom is there to pick the two of you up and he’s holding your hand as he turns to you, super concerned and goes “babe, we forgot my teeth 😞” HWJJCKWJSJEF 💀 he’s all pouty and its sooooooo cute LMFAO WHAT DID HE THINK A REMOVAL WAS??? but you play it cool and squeeze his hand and say “i didnt forget you though 😊” he nods like a little kid and says “yeah” and tries to pull you into his lap so that you can cuddle but his mom is right there and you’re tryna be a good passenger and stop him from unbuckling your seatbelt: issei, we can cuddle when we get home!!!!

this giant dude just looks at you all 🥺 and BEGS like “babe please, just a little, i just want to hold you 🥺💕” he tries to guilt trip you like “c’mon, babe, you forgot my teeth” 😭😭😭 STFU u somehow make it back to his place and he tackles you into the couch and promptly falls asleep in 2 minutes flat 😴 his mom thinks its hilarious and thanks u for taking care of him ☺️❤️

hanamaki straight up asks you if you have a boyfriend. you say yes and he gets REALLY SAD OH MY GOD and is all “oh ☹️🥺” but then you cup his cheek and hold one of his hands and start telling him what your boyfriend looks like and how he has cute strawberry hair and pretty eyes and how handsome he is and talking about his cute little eyebrows and how good he is at volleyball and takahiro is like…. 🧐🤨 is that…… me??? but then he’s like wait it couldn’t be and gets all sad again 😭

you can’t take how sad he is and tell him it’s him!!!!! you give him some kisses as an apology 😭🥺💖❤️ and he’s all really?!!? 🥰💖💕💝🥳💕as he pulls you close to rest his head on your chest. he asks you to talk about how much you love him again 😭🥰🥺 refuses to remove himself from you

kyoutani he’s got this super angry expression on his face and everyone stays a good ways away from him 😬 when you come in, you get the same 😡 but then he chills because you’re wearing that one dress he went out of his way to buy for you when you were window shopping together that one time and he’s like …..suspicious why is she wearing her dress 😒 HAJFKAKSW KENTAROU

but THEN he sees the bracelet he got you for your one year anniversary and takes a whiff of you (um 😷) and NOW he’s all WAIT…… connections r being made—he gets super handsy 😳💕 really likes it when you kiss his forehead 🥺 and glares daggers at the dentist with his head on your chest, arms around your waist as you stand next to him and listen to what the aftercare instructions are because he’s all like grrr my girlfriend!! no touch!!! 😡🤬

daichi omg daichi is SO SHY and BASHFUL like he looks at you all 🥺🥰 and when you look towards him he immediately looks away but it’s so obvious because his ears are red and you can see his blush high on his cheekbones 😭🥺💕 you ask him what’s wrong and he’s stuttering trying to ask if you have a boyfriend and you’re like yes 💔

his face FALLS and it hurts but then you show him your matching engagement rings 💍 like “we’re fiancés, dai 🥰❤️” and he almost cries as hard as when he heard you say yes 😭💖💕 he’s so EMBARRASSED when you show the video back to him 😭 suga and asahi clown him 🤧

sugawara fella wakes up, looks you in the eye and is like “they’ve rebuilt me, babe✨” what? “the technology!!!” ??? “they made me better than i was before: better, stronger, faster 🤖💪🧠" LMFAO thinks he underwent some experiment like no we just fixed your teeth 😌

when you tell him so he gets a little dejected and asks you if you’d still love him without any upgrades with his lips pursed and his cheeks pink as he plays with your hands 🥺💗 like OFC KOUSHI!!! 🥰🥺❤️ really sweet and giggly on the bus ride home—holds you close and draws circles on your skin as he talks about the strangest things 🙈💖

kageyama no inhibitions so tobio is very attached to you!!! when he wakes up to see you next to him, he grabs you in his half-asleep state to leave slobbery kisses all over you like some dog before he falls back asleep again 💀 he wakes up twenty minutes later to see that you’re gone (had to wash off his spit 😬) and he panics when he doesn’t see you 😭🥺

he gets up to try to look for you and the second you come back, he hugs you and is all ☹️ telling you “don’t go too far, i wanna always be able to find you 😠🥺” you rub his back and pinky promise to stay close by and he’s so relieved he falls asleep standing 😴💕 like …..thanks 🤧 asks if he can play volleyball and pouts rlly hard when the dentist says no 😭💔

atsumu atsumu is loopy af and he wanted to go to the washroom so the poor staff had to hull around this 6’2”, 80kg man around but then you walk in just as they’re about to turn the corner and the moment he sees you, he’s goes “BABIEEEEE, I loOoove yoU! 😍” in this super adorable, high pitched sing-songy voice and makes OBNOXIOUS kissy faces at you but it looks so funny because his mouth is full of cotton 😭😭🤧🥴 the nurses tell you he’s a keeper but then he promptly slips and nearly falls on his face trying to walk over to you unassisted 🙄

the walk to the car is SO HARD because he clings to you like a baby koala and whines when you try to get him to loosen up so that you can get better leverage to support his weight like atsumu pls we’re almost there, just let go for a bit and he’s all puppy eyed like “don’t 🥺 ya 🥺 love 🥺 me 🥺 baby???????? i jus’ wanna be close to ya 💔💔💔” JAJCJJWNCMS he denies all of it when he sobers up

osamu all this fool remembers is that he has a girlfriend and that she looks EXACTLY like you but his brain synapses aren’t working like they used to 😔 so he doesn’t remember that YOU are literally his girlfriend so he just sits there and goes all “you look so much like her….. i miss her sm 😢🤕😞” with this faraway look in his eyes AS IF YOU WERE DEAD 💀 THE DISRESPECT

he rlly wants to hold your hand and touch you but like u aren’t his girlfriend right??? but you tell him u are after rolling ur eyes and show him some photos of the two of you as proof and he’s all “oh!” 😳 and he smiles so broad you can see his little dimple on his left cheek 😭💖 because he can FINALLY hold your hand 🥰 no filter so he whisper-begs for kisses throughout the entire time the dentist talks you through his surgery and how to care for him and you’re so embarrassed JAJCJKAKDSS “pls, pls can i have a kiss” you give him one “can i have one here now” “what about here” “pls another one pls” 🥺🥺🥺 at least he’s polite JAJCNKAFB

suna rin remembers you and right when he wakes up to see you next to him he says, “hello, wife 💖" and waits for your response but like wtf do u SAY like you’ve only ever heard him tell you he loves you that ONE time he thought u were ASLEEP!!! and you haven’t even talked about anything beyond dating yet!!! is it the anaesthetic that’s making him say this or is he just fooling you??? 💀😵 a few minutes later, he sighs and goes “you’re supposed to say ‘hello, husband ❤️’….” 🙄🥱

show him the video after the anaesthetic wears off and he’ll sit there looking at you like “….well? i’m still waiting? 😐” ugH modern romance am i right HAHDJKAKSKAA

ushijima wakatoshi thinks you’re another nurse even though you’re dressed nothing like them and he asks you when his girlfriend is coming and if she knows he’s done with the procedure and also “have you met my girlfriend? she is very beautiful and very kind. you must meet her ☺️” he asks the same questions to the dentist who comes in to talk to you afterwards and they’re looking at him like ?????? “isn’t this your girlfriend, ushijima-san?”

wakatoshi just goes 😯, looks at you and says your name so softly and in the sweetest way possible and tells you he missed you and he loves you and he wants to go get curry from that one restaurant later and the dentist tells you they’ll be back later as you sob 😭😭❤️💕❤️😭💖

semi eita thinks you’re one of the office receptionists when you walk in and asks you if you, his girlfriend 💕, had been notified that the procedure was done and you’re all uh yes she does, she’s coming soon!! he nods very cutely and thanks you, handsome smile on his face at the thought of seeing you 🥰 he turns around to look at the window and you just stand there all 😶 he HUMS softly as he waits and it’s that one song he played for you on his guitar HAJXNJSW 😭🥺💘❤️

he turns back around thirty seconds later like “babe?? is that you?? you got here so fast 😍🥺💖😚” as if it wasn’t you THE WHOLE TIME 💀 melts when you kiss his cheeks tenderly 🥰 plays with your fingers as he softly looks into your eyes!! 😍

tendou really wants to get his wisdom teeth back like just because you pulled them out doesn’t make them yours, sensei 🙄 LMFAO the dentist gives him his teeth afterwards and he holds them out for you and you’re like “tysm for your bloody, gross teeth, satori 🥰😬” “AWWW you’re welcome 😊 aren’t they cute? ya think our kids will be this cute? 💖”

many thoughts: 1) oh god oh GOD he wants to have KIDS WITH YOU!! MARRIAGE??!? 😵❤️ 2) y does he think his molars r cute and y does he hope your kids will look like nasty teeth 😭💀 he’s rlly adamant about you lazing around with him. keeps showing u his teeth for some reason but gives the cutest smiles and hums when you feed him his fav chocolate ice cream 💗💗💗

goshiki he tries to flirt with you but its so funny and endearingly awkward because he’s got all the gauze in his mouth and he isn’t that good at it and he’s on the verge of tears half the time and you dont know why??? you ask him and his brows are all furrowed, pout on his lips and says “just wanna be your boyfriend pls 🥺💕” “yeah?” “yeah,” he nods. “i promise to do my best 🥺”

when you tell him you’re already dating, he starts to cry and is all like i have to tell all my friends 😭 tsutomu cries to the dentist like “sensei, y’know, we’re boyfriend and girlfriend 😭❤️” he quiets down when you brush through his hair with your hands ☺️

terushima you walk into his room after he’s done and ask the dental hygienists how he’s doing and he looks at you all confused like 🤨 and asks the hygienists who you are. they think you’re married for some reason and say “that’s your wife!” and you’re so EMBARRASSED but also super happy on the inside HAHA he straight up goes “DAAAMMNNN, I did alright, huh?! when we bustin’ outta here?!” 🤪😜🥴😘 as if he could actually differentiate between left and right, up and down 😔

just in case, he asks you if you’re his wife at the same time the dentist asks if the two of you will be okay from here on out and you nod to the dentist’s question but yuuji thinks it’s for him so he lays back down with this satisfied look on his face like HELL YEAH alright, alright, alright 😌🥰🥴 and does those little nods SIDJAJJDJSJFJR HAHAHAHA

sakusa omi lets you play with his bangs and hands as you wait for the dentist and he LOVES IT softest smile on his face!! RIDICULOUSLY CLINGY!!!! he does NOT want you to leave him at all, will not let you go to the bathroom even though you’re like “omi, please, the dentist is busy with another patient right now, i’ll be back soon before we go through the aftercare stuff” “no” “omi, i have to pee” “do it here” and now it’s you who’s all 🤢

gets really defensive and protective when the dentist comes in and just shoves his head in your chest because he doesn’t want to look at them LMFAO death grip around your waist 🤧 when you show him what he said about you going to the bathroom he demands you delete it “omi, i didn’t know u loved me that much 🥰🥺💕” “…………..🤐”

hoshiumi kourai insisted he was fine on his own “nothing is impossible for hoshiumi kourai, national athlete 😤” when the dentist asked if he needed someone to watch over him and the dentist is 🤨 ok sir and leaves after he falls asleep. when he wakes up, no one’s in his room and he has to use the washroom and he’s like i’ll do just it myself 🙄 he tries to stand and promptly collapses to the floor. he CRAWLS around on his stomach and makes it out of his room just as you walk in and you’re like KOU whY are you on the FLOOR like a ROACH 😭😭😭

it’s like you’re reenacting some dramatic romance movie as kou groans around the gauze and makes poor attempts to stand up, holding onto you LAKDSHLASKAHD 💀💀💀 asks you to get on the floor with him because he honest to god can’t get UP so that he can cuddle with you as the dentist and his assistants stand two feet away 🥰💕 tries to fight the staff when they get too close to you trying to help him get back to his bed HAJJFKAKDMAD

extra: kita shinsuke (lol) when kita finishes his wisdom tooth extraction, he looks at you like this and doesnt remember who you are; he thinks you’re here for another patient and doesn’t say a word to you because his grandma taught him not to talk to strangers.

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