#bts thirst thursday | Explore Tumblr Posts and Blogs

shesawriter39049 · 5 years

Text

BTS -HS-HEADCONS

(Slightly NSFW ) ..JUST A LIL

Mkay ..disclaimer this is all in good FUN, I’m also a fellow 94 liner, so if the boys were in the US, we would’ve been in HS together!

This is Obv very Westernized and I’m writing this as if they aren’t the art school AU’s people typically write

(EDITED 8/5/2020)

Jimin-

-A whole thot thot, I mean don’t get me wrong he’s a total sweetheart but he’s still a walking thirst trap, no cap, no filter! He’s kinda ”famous” on social media(Prob like 15-20k) Snap, IG, FB, you name it...for some reason he always seems to work out shirtless. LOVES to take pics so you KNOW he worked out shirtless!

-Please don’t let any form of R&B play at a party...It’s a wrap, what you tryin to see? Some grind work? A little hip roll action? You want a lap dance? Tongue out and all! The Asian alllll the black girls girls love(Obviously not just black girls but lets be real..it takes a certain...appeal..and Jimin has it!)

- Gives off that whole “My dad owns, about 5 nail salons and beauty supplies in the hood” kinda vibe! (Meaning hes comfortable around different walks of life,he doesn't feel out of place easily, hes the type of person that everybody can gravitate towards) The boy has swag and he knows it…got everybody from Megan to Brian thirsty as all hell!

-Will win best hair his senior year..without a doubt, well if he doesn't fry it first!... Looks like a walking Pantene commercial, yes, more so because he can’t go two seconds without running his fingers through his scalp!

-KING of subtle shade...knows all the tea but acts like he doesn't as he slowly sips his Starbucks. The type to honestly forget he’s told 3 different girls they could wear his jersey/Letterman jacket! Until they all text him Thursday night ....

-A jock that’s cool with everybody! The type to cuss out his fellow athletes that are total dick wads and bully people... I feel like he’d be a damn good running back, he has the right height a muscle build up for it.

-Owns a pair of buffs, don't lie to yourself you know you could see it too...wears skinny jeans with Timberland's 😒, still wears 3878374 rings. Believe it or not he gives me like Tilly’s/Zumiez/PacSun vibes!

-Drives a red obnoxiously loud scat pack that’s tinted way past the legal shade! He drifts on the weekends. Jimin would be your local plug IDC,IDC,IDC...LOL I said what I said, got a whole eighter hiding in a fake bottle of orange juice!

- Just flirting his way through high school living his best life… will fuck someone up if need be, has a slight temper, sassy as hell, can roll his eyes with the best of them. ”Would it be ...too extra if I changed outfits and dates during the dance?..Serious question guys! ”

- He’d be the one that all the girls say gives the best head ...I mean..those lips..that tongue..HELLO! Stroke game on point...I feel like he’d have no filter when it comes to talking about sex publicly. No shame, loves to tease you, at the worst times, down to sneak off to the bathroom, or the janitors closet! Will bend you over behind the bleachers after they win a football game...if your down...gang, gang!

Namjoon-

-An Asian with light skin tendencies ...the one that low key may think he’s black (I’m joking!! lmao,,,maybe)

-He’s that one person that legitimately everyone likes...no matter how hard you may try..you just can’t dislike him!

-He actually is class president!

-Hangs out with all the basketball players and has the freshest Jordans..but can’t hoop! He’s on the school newspaper..writes the sports column...is still that free spirit telling you to live your best damn life.

-Either looks like he’s going to a business meeting or like he just picked out damn near everything from Champs there’s no in between!

-Makes and sells beats on the side, would also have a strong social media presence! He’s be the type to have a ton of followers on Sound Cloud and Spotify!

-The type to try and talk is way into and or around everything “I understand hats are against the wardrobe but I’m just trying to express myself and I think it’s right to give everybody self expression” Wears glasses, though none of us really know if he needs them forreal forreal…. Wears a snowman on his wrist (A big iced out watch).

-Drives a white BMW 430, puts cones around his car in the parking lot..Yoongi and Jimin kick the cones...faithfully..everyday!

-Don’t let his niceness fool you, will cook your ass in the blink of an eye if need be! Prefers a good verbal situation though, the king of a good word battle will have you all types of trying to check the dictionary to understand what he just said! Got you standing there like a misplaced student in honors English…

- If shit get’s physical well..we can’t let the president fight soo...he’ll call Yoongi or Jimin to handle it for him…. Because...well his Jay’s are brand new..and only 10 other people have them...sooooo..OR maybe it’s lowkey because he can’t fight all that well...baby’s not coordinate OKAY!? Don’t @ me!

-Oophfff daddy long leg! Lmao nah but you know he’d be the one...the one that every girl says he’s packin..and he is...He’d be little more reserved..and modest when it comes to his skills but he’s damn sure not shy! Would deff skip lunch, for a quickey at the park..yes the park.....would leave for lunch in a suit...come back in some joggers....real subtel....

Yoongi -

-The unexpected jock ...the one who can kick your entire ass in basketball, one of the stars on the team! Shooting Guard, has a championship ring from every year he’s played!

-Picks and chooses when he wants to be social. Just judge his mood based on his face that day!

-DJ’s every party and school event. Often gets into trouble for not playing the clean versions of songs!

-He’s on the morning broadcast with Jimin and Jin...also forgets to censor himself. I.E “Peter Pan opened last night and it sucked actual ass!”

-Lowkey highkey funny AF, king of sarcasm and one liners!

-Purposely owns an old school Chevelle instead of a new car, also drifts on the weekends.

- Lives in like the flyest loungewear...joggers, hoodies,Jays..doesn't look like he tried but still looks bomb AF.

-Another one that will creep up on you when it comes to his skill in bed, the one that girls say there surprised with how passionate and attentive he is! In contrast to how hard his exterior can be, the type to take his time and make sure your more than satisfied….

-Always, ALWAYS has his headphones in, lives and breathes music! He raps on the side, competes in underground competitions, and win’s without even trying! Refuses to ever participle in the schools talent show because he can’t swear therefore they are hindering his creative flow!

-Constantly looks like he’d rather cut his own testie off than be “here” right now.

-Will walk out if you don't let him go to the bathroom when he feels like it, actually he’ll just walk out period…”Yoongi where are you going!?” .

“Oh I need another espresso shot before I sit through this extremely falsely sugarcoated reality of how Columbus “discovered” a place that was already there!”

Jimin: “Aww man, sit down I got you! I was just about to have Pizza Hut sent to the office, you wanna add into my postmates order!!?”

😩😂😂😂...I canttttt ..maybe I’ll do the other four!? Again all in good fun!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I often wonder what the boys would be like if they were born in the states. Then I realize the lack of filter they’d all have especially JIMIN and I’m grateful for the cultural differences that come with them being Korean born !

UPDATE- 7/29...I think I might turn these headcons into a lil sum sum...writing these reminded me that I actually enjoyed HS (For me my “shitty” period was like elementray and part of middle school) But I made HS my bitch, and had so much damn fun lol !

7/30- PART 1

#jimin #jimin smut #jimin headcanon #namjoon #namjoon smut #namjoon headcanon #yoongi #yoongi smut #yoongi headcon #bts #bts smut #bts high school au #bts au #bts headcon #kpop headcons #jimin hs #park jimin #kim namjoon #min yoongi

257 notes · View notes

hollyhomburg · 5 years

Note

A concept. Jimin in ballet class and no one gives a single fuck. They don't single him out cuz he's Jimin from BTS but actually help him out with his posture and feet placement and help him practice routines and joke around. A normal ballet class. Is it weird that I want them to just be hella normal. Like boring normal? 🤷🏾‍♀️ like oh yes i am an international sensation but on Tuesday & Thursday i have math class, ballet and then I will drink with my classmates and forget to do something 😂 😂

I agree! It’s nice to imagine that he would be able too- but I think that’s just a risk that they wouldn’t take to be honest. there would be too many opportunities for invasions of privacy, I can just like imagine the amount of thirst that the internet would have if they got a pick of jimin in tights.

I like to think about the law of multiple realities, like- in some other reality no one knows who park jimin outside of his balet lessons and maybe his college classes, and maybe some boys and girls swoon over his smile the same way we do when he stretches at the front of the classroom. And maybe he gets to curl up with someone at the end of the day, and hold their hand and kiss them in public (but still a little in secret because he wouldn’t want to be rude) and he doesn't have to worry about anyone following him or taking his picture without his permission. where his love life can be simple and all his.

21 notes · View notes

mayrinchen · 5 years

Text

The Truth Untold | BTS AU Part 5

Jimin x Reader | Jungkook x Reader

prev | Part 5 | next

Genre: Fluff, but mostly Angst, maybe Smut, who knows

Words: 5,4k

A morally wrong love story, you’d definitely want to read to feed your thirst for angst and drama… and Jungkook.

You were sitting on your couch, watching TV as your phone rang. Groaning, you threw the pillow you were cuddling to the side and reached for your phone. It was 9:30 am. Who the hell was calling you at this time? You caught your breath as you read the name lighting up on your phone screen. Jungkook. Why was he calling you? You hesitated on answering. Sure, you had talked to him often recently, but phoning was something different to you. Your hands started sweating just at the thought of having to order food over the phone.

Before answering, you cleared your throat.

“Hello?” you chirped, your voice much higher than you anticipated.

“Good morning, ___,” he greeted you. There was a short pause.

“Did you sleep well?” he asked. You knitted your eyebrows. Was that what he called for? To ask you how your sleep was?

“Yeah, I did.” You hesitated before asking him the same. “Did you?”

“I slept amazing, thanks for asking,” he responded. And then there was another awkward silence before you decided to speak up.

“I’m not trying to be rude or something but why exactly did you call me? I doubt it was to ask me how I slept,” you laughed and heard a soft snicker on the other end.

“Oh yeah, you’re right, sorry. Great news. You’ve been interested in working in an advertising agency, right? Well since I work in one, I thought it would be a good idea to introduce you to my boss. I’ll pick you up in 20 minutes. Be ready.” Your eyes widened. You wanted to stop him, but your mouth wasn’t working as fast as your thoughts were. Today?! Why didn’t he tell you earlier? You weren’t prepared for a job interview. Looking down, you realized you were still wearing your pyjamas. Your hair was a mess and you hadn’t even brushed your teeth yet. He was about to hang up when you stopped him.

“See yo-“

“Wait!” you practically screamed into your phone. “I- I’m not prepared. Wh- What am I supposed to do or say?” You were desperate for answers.

“Oh, yeah I forgot. I saw some of your work when you had this small party at your house and you’re incredible. Exactly what we need. Just bring some along and you’re hired,” he spoke. Your mind was still spinning. Unable to process what was happening. Things like this required at least a month of mental preparation. But before you could duck out, Jungkook had ended the call.

The phone fell into your lap and you stared at the TV for one more minute before racing upstairs and making yourself presentable.

****

As the doorbell rang, you took one more look at yourself in the mirror and walked downstairs. While opening the door, you adjusted your skirt. Jungkook looked up as the door opened. His eyes swiftly scanned your body before gulping and looking at your face.

“You didn’t have to- um you look- are you ready?” he stuttered, making you raise an eyebrow at him but letting it slide as he took a step to the side and looked at the ground. You walked past him, swinging your bag over your shoulder and strutting towards his car in your high heels. He followed closely behind.

As you arrived at the agency, your heartbeat started quickening. Jungkook seemed to notice and stopped for a second before getting out of the car.

“Don’t be nervous. You are good at what you do. I’ve seen it,” he encouraged you. You looked at him and nodded. He snickered and gave your knee a squeeze before opening the car door.

“Let’s go,” he said. Even though it was nothing but an innocent gesture of encouragement, your skin tingled under his touch. Shaking off the uneasy feeling, you took a deep breath before swinging the door open and stepping outside.

After a silent ride in the elevator, you reached his boss’ office. He knocked on the door.

“Come in!” it echoed from the huge room. He obeyed by opening the door and motioning for you to go in first. You hesitated but then entered.

A beautiful woman, wearing a jumpsuit, phone in one hand, coffee in the other, greeted you with a smile. She looked like the stereotypical business woman. She gestured for you to come closer.

“So, who do we have here? The infamous ___ ___. Jungkook didn’t shut up about you,” she glanced at him and you did the same. He smiled and scratched the back of his head while looking back at her. She looked very young, probably in her late twenties. She placed the cup of coffee on her table.

“Nice to meet you. I was very surprised when Jungkook told me he may have a job for me,” you admitted. Her smile grew wider but there was something intimidating about it.

“I’m sure of that. I’m Seo Ji-su, by the way,” she sighed and leaned against her table.

“Well then, let’s see if you can keep what he promised,” she lifted one eyebrow while stretching her arm out. You struggled to open your bag and take out your portfolio. Trembling, you handed it to her, hoping she didn’t notice your nervousness. She grabbed it, then went around her table to let herself plop down in the big armchair. She looked through your work, inspecting every piece carefully. As the silence grew, so did your uncertainty. You looked over at Jungkook, who caught your glimpse for help. He smiled at you and mouthed ‘It’s going to be okay’. How could he be so sure?

“Alright, Jungkook. Would you please let us have a few minutes to ourselves?” she asked while putting down the pages. He nodded and looked at you one last time. You stared at him, begging him with your eyes to not leave you alone with her. Of course, he couldn’t just protest against his boss, but the dull feeling inside your stomach grew wider. Why would she want to talk to you alone? So, she wouldn’t humiliate you in front of Jungkook?

“Tell me, ___. How old are you?” she asked. Her gaze was so intense, you had to look at your hands while you were fumbling with them.

“22,” you stated. She hummed.

“Same as Jungkook. How do you know him?” How was that relevant? However, you didn’t want to ruin your first chance of getting a job in this country.

“Well… I know him through friends. I went to university here for a year,” you explained.

“Ah, I see,” she got up from her seat and made her way towards you. She stopped in front you, so close that you could feel her breath on your nose. She tilted her head and examined your face. As she tucked a strand of your hair behind your ear, you held your breath and couldn’t help but hold her gaze, too afraid to show weakness.

“You’re pretty,” she remarked. Not knowing if you should thank her or run away, you stayed silent, gulping instead.

“I must let you know that I do not approve of relationships between employees. That only causes unnecessary distractions,” she took a step back, much to your relief.

“Unless they involve me,” a deep giggle escaped her throat. At this point you weren’t sure if she was flirting with you or trying to show you that Jungkook was off limits. You went with the latter and quickly responded.

“I have a boyfriend. In fact, he is Jungkook’s best friend. So, I promise you that there is nothing going on between me and… Jungkook,” you hesitated on saying the last sentence aloud as it was – firstly – obvious to you and – secondly – you were afraid Jungkook would hear. She raised her eyebrows and smirked.

“The boyfriend’s best friend, huh? Interesting. He’s… very nice to do something like this for you,” she observed your face for a hint of a reaction. But you weren’t going to give her that satisfaction. She had to understand that you and Jungkook were just friends. Keeping a straight face, you answered her.

“He is-”

“You must be very close then? No?”

“I wouldn’t say that.” You glanced towards the office door, as if to make sure Jungkook couldn’t hear you. Then your gaze shifted towards Seo Ji-su who had her arms and legs crossed. You couldn’t feel more welcomed. If she wasn’t going to give you the job in the next few minutes, you had to jump out of the window as your anxiety grew unbearable.

“Alright then. You are as good as our little boy toy claims. Which means it would be my loss to not hire you. You got the job. You’re starting on Thursday,” she said as she sat down again and shoved the sheets of paper to the edge of the table. You stumbled forward on your wobbly legs and scattered them together before shoving them into your folder and turning on your heels.

“Thank you,” you mumbled on your way to the door.

“You’re welcome,” she said loudly. Before you closed the door, you took one last glance at your new boss. She stared back at you, a smug grin on her face, pen in her hand as she threw her legs on the table.

“So how was it?” Jungkook asked you, as he pushed the button for the elevator.

“It was… good,” you forced a smile on your face.

“Well, tell me. What did she say? Don’t make me force the words out of you,” he giggled as the elevator doors opened. In no way were you going to tell him what happened in there. The both of you got into the empty elevator. You cuddled into a corner and Jungkook leaned against the handrail close next to you.

“I got the job,” you smiled at him and he returned it. “She really liked my work.”

“That’s amazing! That means we’re colleagues now,” he said, and it seemed that he went in for a hug, as he pushed himself off the handrail and turned to you but then quickly played it off. He cleared his throat and in the next moment the elevator made an abrupt stop. Jungkook – clearly caught off guard - fell forward. Just in time, before he crashed into you, he stretched his arms out to hold himself in place. You were trapped between his arms and his face was way too close for your liking. His hot breath was hitting your forehead and he didn’t bother moving. Instead, his gaze travelled down to your lips. Out of reflex you licked your lips, quickly regretting your action. His eyes shifted to your eyes, before he blinked several times and finally removed his hands from behind you and took a large step back, turning his whole body away from you. You couldn’t help but feel disappointed. What? You didn’t really just think that? What the hell is wrong with you, ___? You have a boyfriend. Think about Jimin. The disappointment was quickly replaced by the guilt spreading in your stomach. Your mind flashed back to when you were talking to him at your party.

Let’s go downstairs before I say something, I might regret. He couldn’t possibly… no.

Neither of you said anything, but as the silence grew unbearable, you tried to draw the attention from what happened to something else.

“Are- are we stuck?” you breathed, looking at your shoes.

“It seems so,” he responded. Great. Couldn’t have been a better timing.

“You know,” you trailed off. He glanced at you, waiting for you to continue.

“I’ve been thinking about…“

Damn this was harder to do than you thought. Was it really a good idea to talk about this now? Trapped in an elevator? Well, now there was no turning back.

“What you said when you were at our house. About saying something you might regret. What was it?” you curiously peaked at him. His eyes were fixated on the floor, his jaw tense. His cheeks showed a hint of pink.

“That… I was drunk. Very, very drunk,” he spoke up, his voice sounded raspy.

“You didn’t seem-“

“Let’s just forget about it, yeah?” he interrupted you firmly. His voice was much louder than earlier. Ok, maybe this was a mistake.

“Jungkook, I-“

Then there was another quick drop, making you lose your balance, before the elevator started moving again. In the next second, the elevator dinged, signalling that you reached your destination. Before you could stop him, Jungkook was squeezing through the doors as soon as they opened.

“Oh, look! They already repaired it,” he urged. You sighed and silently followed him to the exit, struggling to keep up with his pace.

The car ride was sickeningly silent. You could hear a feather drop, if you wanted to. He dropped you off at your house with a dry ‘bye’ before racing off.

****

The next few days, you hadn’t heard a single word from Jungkook. He seemed to avoid you at all costs. Jimin had told you that he wanted to invite Jungkook over several times, but he was too “busy” to come over. That was when you decided that you had to talk to him.

On Thursday, your first day, he wasn’t at the office. Not that you would’ve had any time to talk to him anyway, as your boss planned every second of your day to integrate you into their working process as quickly as possible.

On Friday you were lucky. You had just entered the building when you spotted Jungkook lounging in his chair, clicking the mouse.

You approached his work desk and slammed down one of the cups you had been holding. He glanced up at you, then at the cup before continuing his work.

“Thanks, but I don’t like coffee. And I thought you didn’t either,” he spoke in a raspy voice.

“I know. That’s hot chocolate,” you stated, lifting up your cup. He hummed, his gaze not once leaving the bright screen in front of him. Was he going to ignore you for the rest of his life? As he realized that you weren’t going to leave any time soon, he dared to look up at you again, raising an eyebrow.

“You’re avoiding me,” you said, putting your hand on your waist.

“Am I?” he mumbled, continuing to ignore you. You placed your cup on his desk as well.

“Why?” you questioned, tilting your head. “Jimin told me you couldn’t meet him because you were ‘busy’,” you air quoted. “I know that’s not true. You’re just trying to avoid me. And that’s unfair to Jimin.”

“Do you know, now? What if I’m actually busy?” he said, showing you his messy work place with a hand gesture. There were sheets scattered all over his desk.

“You can’t fool me, Jeon Jungkook,” you said, while slightly bending down and putting your hands on his desk. He intensely stared into your eyes, while raising up to his feet. He was hovering over you, intimidating you. But you stood your ground, straightened up and crossed your arms in front of your chest. He scooted closer and leaned forward, so his face was closer to yours.

“I’m just doing this for my and your own good,” he whispered, while his deep brown eyes – almost blackish – stared into yours. “And Jimin’s,” he added, before he grabbed a cup and left you behind as he walked away. You stared holes into his back as he walked past your boss and greeted her. She responded with a wide smile before her head turned to look at you. She smirked and then returned to having a conversation with one of your co-workers. A blind person could tell that she was into Jungkook. Not that you cared.

***

“What do you mean we’re going to the bar? Again?” you exhaled, letting your tired body plump down on the couch.

“Come on. We’re not partying that often,” Jimin’s voice echoed from the kitchen.

“Yeah that’s what you think. But I rarely ever go out. I’m gonna get alcohol poisoning here,” you whined, stretching out your legs.

“Ok. Now you’re just exaggerating,” Jimin laughed, as he dropped down beside you, kissing your cheek.

A little after 10pm, you and your boyfriend entered the bar. Everyone was already there. The both of you joined them at the booth. You were chatting, drinking, dancing and laughing quite a while before you wanted to get some more alcohol.

“I’m gonna get us some drinks,” you said into Jimin’s ear, who nodded.

As you told the bartender your order, a soft voice reaching your ear made you jump. You turned to your right only to be met with big, innocent-looking, brown eyes.

“Lisa,” you breathed. She laughed but it seemed to be forced.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you,” she said.

“No worries,” you reassured her. As you waited for her to speak, your drinks were ready. You thanked the bartender and paid him. You tilted your head, signalling that you were waiting for a response. She shook her head. Her blonde hair fell over her shoulder. She really was pretty.

“I’m sorry. In my head I went through everything I wanted to say to you but now that I’m standing here everything is gone,” she licked her lips and looked at the floor.

“Let me just start by saying that I want to deeply apologize for what happened at your house. I don’t know what got into me. I was-“

You were surprised to hear an apology coming from her. Considering how rude you were to her, you didn’t think she’d ever talk to you again.

“It’s fine. I need to apologize. I was so rude to you and I’m sorry about that,” you interrupted her.

“No, ___. Please, you had all the right to kick me and Hoseok out. It was inappropriate and disrespectful after you had invited us to your new house. If I can do anything to make it up to you, please let me know. I am the only girl in this group and I know that nobody likes me, which I totally understand. But now that you are here, I might finally find a real friend. But that can only happen if I start to act accordingly,” she rambled on. You could tell that this wasn’t easy for her, but she was genuine about everything she said. You couldn’t help but smile at how cute she was. Maybe you had a false impression of her. After all, you never made the effort to genuinely get to know her. Instead you let other’s opinions cloud your judgement. You felt bad for her. She never had a choice to show you her real personality.

“Thank you, Lisa. I would love to start over again. It was my fault, as well. How about we forget everything that happened and try to become friends. After all, us girls need to stick together,” you told her. She smiled from ear to ear and it warmed your chest.

“There’s just one more thing I need to clear up,” she began timidly as she turned her head to look at the booth your friends sat at. You peaked over her shoulder, trying to tell what she was looking at.

“I know that what I did to Jungkook sounds horrible, but you need to understand my side, as well. I really liked him and enjoyed his company, but he never seemed to open up to me. Soon, I found out that the reason he was so cold towards me was, that there was a girl he was hung up on. I felt lonely in the relationship because he liked a girl, which wasn’t even there, more than me. Which doesn’t justify me cheating on him, I know. But you have to understand that I thought he wouldn’t care if I cheated on him. He never loved me after all. And Hoseok… he made me feel wanted and beautiful and I was weak, very weak at that time. If I could go back in time and change it, I would. Anyways I never knew who this mysterious girl was that was so awesome, Jungkook couldn’t stop dreaming of her,” she giggled and grabbed my shoulders with her tiny hands, digging her red nails into my shoulder blades. She seemed to be excited as she jumped up and down in front of you. “Well, now I know,” she added.

For a few seconds you waited for her to continue - waited to find out who the mysterious girl was. But as she didn’t continue you grew impatient and urged her to.

“Who is it?” you asked. Her grin was wiped out of her face as her expression turned into confusion. Her eyebrows were knitted as she dropped her hands and eyed you.

“Are you serious? You don’t get it, do you. It’s you, ___. He’s totally into you. Everyone can tell.”

You backed a step away as your heart skipped a beat. No, this was a joke. Where were the cameras? She was just messing with you. Or she misunderstood something. You wanted to say something, anything. But you were too stunned.

“Ok, I need to go to Hoseok and keep an eye on him,” she squeezed your hand and winked at you, before strutting off.

“Wait,” you mumbled, trying to hold onto her hand, but your body didn’t respond fast enough. Your eyes followed her slim figure until they landed on Jungkook. His gaze met yours. He looked concerned, probably similar to your expression. When your body responded to your commands again, you glanced at Jimin before your feet carried you to the exit. You almost stumbled over your own feet as you pushed the heavy door open. A fresh breeze hit your face. With your eyes squeezed shut, you stumbled towards the wall on the other side. You leaned against it and tried calming yourself down. Your chest was heaving and your head was spinning. The thoughts in your head were desperately trying to find an explanation for what Lisa said. Was that what he couldn’t tell you in the elevator? Jeon Jungkook. In love. With you? Since when?

You opened your eyes and took a deep breath. All of this was probably just a huge misunderstanding. Why did it bother you so much anyway? It’s cute. You should feel flattered. Your thoughts were interrupted by a strong scent of alcohol and the face of a stranger blocking your vision.

“I said what’s your name, babe? Are you ignoring me?” he slurred. Judging by his wobbly posture and his half-closed eyes, he was drunk. You were going to ignore him and make your way back into the club when his tall figure blocked your path. He trapped you between him and the wall with his tattooed arms. His vodka bottle clinked as his right hand hit the wall. Immediately your heart started pounding. This was bad. Your gaze searched for someone who could help you but to your dismay the alley was empty. His mouth made his way towards your neck and started nibbling on it. You punched him against the chest in hopes of creating space and being able to flee. But he only groaned and grabbed both off your hands to slam them against the brick wall.

“Fierce. I like that,” he smirked, before whispering into your ear. “It turns me on.” His hot breath hit your ear, sending a cold shiver down your spine. You felt like throwing up as his lips returned to your neck and slowly made their way up. Not willing to give up yet, you kicked your legs around and screamed for help. He responded by pressing his body up against yours, stopping you from moving around. Squeezing your eyes shut, you tried blocking him out and hoping for the best.

As if your prayers were heard, a lot of weight was lifted off your body and a loud thud was heard. You didn’t dare to move as you opened your eyes. The scene you witnessed next was something you never thought you’d see. Jungkook was on top off the guy who assaulted you, punching him straight into the face. As he was about to get up, he received a fist on his left eye. You gasped, making a move forward. But what were you going to do? You weren’t even able to defend yourself. After he had gotten punched, Jungkook’s face changed. His jaw tensed up and his eyes grew darker as he grabbed the creep by the collar to slightly lift his upper body up only to push it down onto the concrete floor with all his force. Then he stood up, dragging the other guy with him and throwing him against the wall and holding him there.

“Don’t ever fucking touch her or any other girl again or I swear to god, next time I won’t be so nice. I’ll rip your tongue out and force it down your throat, so you know how girls feel when they get assaulted by you,” he growled into his face. The guy looked terrified. His face was bloody and swollen and he was coughing up blood. You almost felt bad for him. After all, Jungkook was pretty harsh on him. You never thought you’d hear words like these come out of his mouth. And it shocked you to be honest. Who knew the shy, little boy had this side to him.

After the guy limped away, Jungkook turned to you. His expression softened as his eyes met yours. He came closer and examined you from head to toe.

“Are you okay, _____? Did this asshole hurt you? I’m so sorry he touched you. I knew I should have come earlier,” his voice croaked and there was a flash of guilt in his eyes.

“I’m totally fine Jungkook. I’m more worried about you,” you said, lifting your hand to touch his eye. He flinched and closed it. “This will definitely be black tomorrow.”

He shrugged and chuckled. “That was worth it. He won’t dare to touch you ever again.” You smiled at him. As the shock faded away you remembered what Lisa told you. Your heartbeat quickened as you realized how close Jungkook was. You watched his chest heavily rise and fall as your thoughts drifted away.

“Come on. Let’s go back in.” He put his hand on your back and was about to lead you to the entrance.

“No, wait,” you said. His confused eyes stared holes into yours. You had to look down in order to speak again.

“I don’t feel like partying today. Do you mind if we just, I don’t know, go home or something?” you trailed off, not looking at him. He cleared his throat before removing his hand from you.

“Sure. I’ve been looking for an excuse to go home the whole time,” he laughed. “Let’s just go in and tell the others.”

“No!” you screamed, making him jump just the slightest. “Look, I don’t want to explain to Jimin why I’m already leaving. He would just freak out, insist on going home and try to protect me the whole time. You know how he is,” you told him. He nodded.

“Yeah, I know. He does that because he loves you.” There was something about him saying that, that made you uneasy. Before it could get any more uncomfortable for you, you told him to get going.

He opened the car door for you and later suggested you keeping him company at his house to which you agreed.

****

As he handed you your soft drink, he plopped down on the other side of the couch in his office. In front of you was a wall with two huge windows taking up almost the whole length. The view was beautiful. You could watch the stars and their reflections on the water of the river behind his garden.

“Tell me something nobody knows about you,” you blurted out as you were searching for the star signs you knew. His first reaction was staring at you in confusion, before he lowered his glass from his lips and stared out of the window. After a minute of silence, you thought he wasn’t going to answer.

“I draw,” he stated.

“Really?” you questioned. “I never perceived you as someone who drew,” you admitted. He chuckled before taking a huge sip.

“Yeah, that’s why nobody knows,” he argued.

“Can I see?”

“No,” he blurted out. You were a bit taken aback by his quick decline which he must have noticed.

“I’m sorry. It’s not that I don’t want to show you. I simply don’t like people seeing my work because then they start judging it and everything I do in life is already being judged. So, I want just this one thing I can do for myself without hearing anyone’s opinion,” he defended himself. You couldn’t help but be impressed by how deep the reason behind his little secret was.

“I understand, Jungkook. No worries,” you assured him. He half-smiled at you before getting up from his spot on the couch. He told you he was getting himself another drink. You decided to use the bathroom. As you passed his desk, you couldn’t help but notice the white sheets being scribbled over from the corner of your eyes. The temptation was too strong to resist, so your hands glided over the pile of sheets. You took one into your hand and examined it before realizing that you were staring at a portrait of yourself. It was beautiful. When you kept looking you found another one of you. I’m sorry Jungkook, I won’t judge. But this is amazing. The drawings showed a side of you that even you found pretty. As you turned around to go to the bathroom, a squeak escaped your mouth as Jungkook stood mere centimetres away from you. His gaze found yours, dropping to your lips for a split second. You were reminded of your conversation with Lisa once again as you noticed how close his face was to yours. There was a weird feeling spreading in your gut. He was probably pissed after just telling you about his secret hobby. The moonlight hitting one side of his face, made his features appear even sharper, making him look quite scary.

“Do you like snooping around in other people’s stuff?” You gulped and then bit your lip, thinking of what to say. His eyes slipped to your lips again.

“I… I didn’t mean to. I’m sorry,” you trailed off. “I won’t judge it, I swear. You won’t ever hear my opinion on it. Please don’t be mad at me, Jungkook,” you begged, squeezing your eyes shut. His frown changed into a smirk before he began laughing.

“I can’t ever be mad at you, ____. You’re too cute,” he said before making his way to the couch again.

You didn’t realize you were holding your breath until you had to inhale deeply, or you were going to faint. Your cheeks were uncomfortably warm, so you decided to cool them down with ice-cold water in the bathroom. When you came back, you quietly sat down cross-legged, staring at Jungkook. You were confused with this whole situation. You would have wished to ask him straight away if he had feelings for you. But firstly, you didn’t have the guts to do so and secondly you doubted he would tell you the truth.

He was swirling around the ice cubes with his straw and was about to take a sip when his eyes darted up as if he sensed your stare. You were too slow to look away on time, so you decided to keep staring. His gaze drifted over to his desk before finding yours again. You opened your mouth but then closed it again, not saying a word.

“I should probably bring you home now. It’s late and I’m really tired. You should get some sleep too,” he trailed off as he avoided your gaze. He put down his glass and literally sprinted out of the room. You sighed. Why did you have to be such a creep anyway? Going through his stuff, he explicitly told you not to seconds before and then staring at him as if a demon possessed his body. Good move, ____. You grabbed your purse and dragged yourself out of the room.

This night you could barely sleep, instead you were lying awake in your bed, staring at the ceiling, thinking about Jungkook. All while your boyfriend was sleeping next to you.

20 notes · View notes

xgojou · 7 years

Text

vena amoris | one

pairing: jungkook/reader

genre: fluff and v light angst (i’m not sure since the actual plot ain’t there yet)

warning: cursing

word count: 4477

summary: a soulmate au with idol!jungkook where everyone has a soulmate number embed on their wrist. when the person exchange their first words with their soulmate, their soulmate’s name would materialize on their left ring finger, written in gray that is similar to their own handwriting. and once they make skin contact with their soulmate, the gray script would turn darker, the name would be defined with jet black ink, and that’s when it makes the two soulmates certain that they’ve found each other. the real summary is: how would you reach out to the one and only jeon jungkook?

[11:32PM] Lisa: Y/N, gurl, are you up?

You blinked your newly awoken eyes rapidly, checking your phone for any notification. There was nothing in there except for Twitter, notifying you that your favorite boy group posted a picture, and another one, a message that came from your best friend, so you clicked that chat, yawning after reading the question. You weren’t in the mood to fangirl, your head was throbbing and you probably won’t feel all giddy about the status update so you just ignored it and swiped it away.

You went drinking with your squad on broad daylight around two o’clock in the afternoon, and Lisa was your wingman. There was an unspoken rule between the two of you that once the other is already intoxicated, they’ll have to take her home, even though they haven’t had their share of fun yet. So when ten shots of pure vodka had been laid out in front of you after a few minutes of preparing, you downed them all, not even hesitating and caring about its nasty taste or the way it burned your throat. After fifteen minutes, you felt your head spinning, body unconsciously dropping on the floor and all you could remember was that your squad was forming a circle around you dancing, as if you were some sort of campfire. Lisa took you home immediately when you passed out on the floor.

You did not want to stay in the bar for long, that’s why you took every drink laid out in front of you fast without even pausing for a chaser. It was two in the afternoon and all you wanted to do was stay at home and weep over the fact that you’re already nearing your mid-twenties and haven’t met your soulmate yet. People, including your family and friends, met their soulmates when they were around eighteen to twenty years old. So you knew that yours was really becoming more and more delayed as more time continue to pass by. It was a moving-on-party that they organized especially for you. You didn’t get what was it exactly that you’ll move on from, but you believe that they’re just trying to cheer you up, to indirectly say that you should just have fun and not get so sad and worked up over the fact that you’re still single.

During the past few years of your life, you did not care about finding your soulmate. All you did was study, hang out with your family, happy thursdays with your friends and etc. Never did looking for your soulmate ever crossed your mind. In your teenage years, you were pretty concerned about it but as you turned eighteen, you didn’t mind it that much anymore, since you thought it would eventually come within two years. You had your fair share of flings, but they were all because you were feeling rebellious, all of those love affairs were petty and just for fun. And besides, that rebellious stage only lasted for a year. You still took the soulmate system serious, yes, keeping in mind that the person you’re having the moment with also has a soulmate.

When you turned twenty-three, you were starting to get anxious, troubled on why you haven’t met anyone with the same numbers as the ones on your wrist or why you haven’t felt any of the serious sparks they were talking about, or why nobody’s name has made its way to your ring finger yet. You’ve heard scary stories and seen some elders grow old alone, not having met their soulmate yet, only marrying and settling for the ones alike to them, the ones that haven’t met their own soulmates, too. You were afraid, what if you became like them? They were content, but not as happy as the ones that have met their other halves, the ones that filled their happiness to the brim. You certainly did not want to have a content, but loveless marriage. You were terrified, you did not want to feel that way, which is what you’re starting to feel as you get near your mid-twenties. You thought, that maybe in your next life it would be fine to not meet your soulmate, that this lifetime should be the best one, that maybe the you in the your next life would be able to accept such fate.

[12:04AM] You: i’m wide awake

Yup, you are indeed wide awake with an awful hangover. Shit, you thought, after realizing that your body clock just got ruined again. It was always like this during your holidays vacation. You go to your family to celebrate then after two days, go back to your own house, have your own party, go to other people’s party, go to the bar or the club with your friends, hike a mountain, or just stay in and watch dramas or your favorite boy group’s videos.

[12:04AM] You: wide awake wide awake no lie

[12:04AM] Lisa: LMFAO STOP THAT WE NEED TO DISCUSS SERIOUS MATTERS RIGHT NOW

[12:05AM] Lisa: You know you’re the one that got me in to bangtan, right?

[12:07AM] You: yeah? why?

You browse through your Twitter timeline lazily, it’s been drought for you lately since the boy group you’re stanning is still preparing for their comeback. All of the members have gone MIA, pictures of their shoes or their dogs or updates on how their preparation is going are the only ones they could ever tweet, worsening the thirst everyone’s been trying to satisfy.

[12:08AM] Lisa: And you know how crazy I became for them, right?

[12:08AM] You: yes? why? get to the point please

Your head felt stuffed, it was pounding and you were getting lazier to even type anything. You’ve always had a short temper whenever you have a headache, so everything could annoy you easily, especially when people are getting extremely chatty when you’re obviously not in the mood to talk.

[12:09AM] Lisa: Do you remember how much I cried when they announced two years ago that Jimin found his soulmate?

[12:10AM] You: oh shit yes? you were a mess when i got to your house hah smudged eye make-up, my god, you looked terrible

You and Lisa are both strong, down-to-earth and independent women, but both of you, at the same time, have always been soft towards your precious boy groups, especially to your biases.

[12:10AM] You: but that’s how you met ten, right?

[12:10AM] You: that if it weren’t for jimin’s announcement, you wouldn’t have met your chittaphon in the bar

[12:11AM] Lisa: LMAO YES. DAMN. IT WAS SUPPOSED TO BE A HAPPY AND PEACEFUL DAY WITH MY GREAT MAKE UP. But anyway, It was a win-lose situation.

[12:11AM] You: yup hahahhaha

[12:11AM] You: cancelled plans are the worst fgagfjgjak ten ain’t that bad tho plus he’s pretty handsome

[12:11AM] Lisa: I KNOW GAL, I GOT LUCKY

[12:11AM] You: yeah u bitch hah so what was it that you were trying to say?

[12:12AM] Lisa: Go check the boys’ twitter account. ;) I’ll wait for you hysterically knocking at my door, bawling your eyes out

[12:12AM] You: well fuck?????? do you mean???

[12:12AM] You: ……………….!!!!????

You typed your reply frantically in just a matter of what felt like milliseconds, very overwhelmed and confused at what she’s saying.

[12:12AM] You: are you saying that the last man standing, my baBY BOY jeON JUNGKOOK FOUND HIS SOULMATE?

[12:13AM] Lisa: Not really hahahahaha but go see for yourself, hun.

You immediately went to their Twitter account, scrolling down very fast that you almost passed your sole reason of going there. You clicked on the tweet that BTS made a few hours ago, it was probably Jungkook since there’s a hashtag of his initials at the end of the tweet.

‘I’m looking for someone with the similar numbers. Please contact me immediately by sending a direct message if you have or know someone who has the same digits. #JK’

You let out a sigh, relief washing through your body. Jungkook haven’t found his soulmate yet, but is looking for it. You can’t blame him, though. He’s growing older like you, and needs to find the one that complements him immediately. And just like how the rest of your friends found theirs, his hyungs a.k.a the rest of BTS are all already happy with their soulmates, just waiting for the right time to get married, while him, Jungkook, he’s the only who haven’t even met his soulmate yet. Before checking out the actual picture, you scrolled, reading the responses of his fans. One asked, oppa, is that your own soulmate number?!?! and to which he replied, yes. it is.

Jungkook doesn’t care about that forbidden word anymore. He doesn’t mind it when fans call him oppa, as most of his older fans have already found their soulmates. So basically, most of his fans now are the younger ones who haven’t met their other halves yet.

You stopped reading the reactions, and braced yourself for the upcoming emotional breakdown, scared that his numbers might be different from yours, knowing all too well that the possibility of you being his soulmate is just so small, with the number of people in this world.

As you clicked the picture with bated breath and took in every single digit that was embed with jet black ink on his milky white skin, you sat up straight so fast that your vision filled with dark patches.

Your head was throbbing, hangover at its finest now that Jungkook just revealed his soulmate number. And you can’t process what your mind was trying to tell you yet but when the realization that the numbers you just read are all too familiar, you felt your heart stop for a moment, every part of your body felt tingly and cold. You stood up on your feet and looked at your own wrist then back to your phone.

With wide eyes, you continued staring at every single digit that was embed on your own wrist then back at Jungkook’s through your phone. Still incredulous about it, you dropped both of your hands and dictated your own numbers that you’ve memorized after looking at it several times for years. Then, you brought your phone up to your face again, seeing the same numbers, checking one last time if you’re just seeing things or if you’ve at least one wrong number. If someone was watching you right now, they would probably think you’re some crazy wench who’s high on marijuana, eyes still slightly red and wide from just waking up and with shock while looking at their wrist and phone.

Your body dropped, knees suddenly feeling weak. While staring at the ceiling, you suddenly screamed to the top of your lungs, you rolled on your bed and explored every side of it, while squealing to your pillow. You suddenly feel like a teenage girl again, crushing on the cute boys that pass by you and your friend in the mall. You’ve never been this happy about your soulmate mark that appeared at age 9.

You stumbled as you ran down the stairs, almost falling down on your way to the living room. You threw all the cushions that were on the sofa on the floor, feeling adrenaline pump through your veins. Then you decided to go back, walking back up the stairs all the way to your bedroom, not feeling even a dot of tiredness on your knees. Your head is still throbbing, but you’re smiling widely and you can’t feel the pain anymore. You’ve finally lost your mind.

Jeon Jungkook is your soulmate.

After doing your rounds of crazy shit, you thought you needed to tell somebody, and of course, that somebody just had to be your best friend that informed you about the great news. You would tell your family eventually, once you finally get Jungkook’s contact.

[12:30AM] You: holy fucking shit, lisa i can’t keep my calm

[12:31AM] Lisa: It’s okay, gurl. I know, you’ll get over it. Jungkook is an ass anyway. The nerve that he has to still look for a soulmate… ew just annoying, right?

You were about to continue what you were going to say after getting a reply from Lisa, but three dots bouncing after the other beside her icon meant she’s still going to add something so you pushed aside your exciting news, questioning why she said such things, and waited for her to continue what she’s about to say, confusion clouding your mind.

[12:31AM] You: what do you mean? does he not have the right to look for his soulmate????

[12:32AM] Lisa: You know how I disliked him for being such a fuck boy, right? And that I never got your point on why you still liked him despite having a bad reputation, remember?

[12:32AM] Lisa: Like, you usually un-stan an idol who dates a girl despite knowing that they aren’t soulmates or articles about them sleeping around came out. But you never got yourself off Jungkook, no matter how many times he let you down..

[12:33AM] Lisa: He even did the two things I said, dated girls who aren’t his soulmate and slept around… The two things you hate so much lmao…. Hitting home run for you but you still remained?????

You were left speechless and expressionless as you read Lisa’s message. She was right. You almost forgot the fact that Jungkook just gained the title of a fuckboy when all of his hyungs found their soulmates, and he was the only one left and haven’t even met his yet, when Taehyung found his other half a year ago, the youngest boy became a mess. Then that came the time he just decided to give up. It was like he didn’t care about fate or destiny anymore. Your situation was almost similar to Jungkook, but you were stronger. You didn’t sleep around with random boys, no matter how many tried initiating doing such things with you. You’ve been there done that, and you certainly did not want to go back to your rebellious stage, your self-control is more solid, and you’re way more sophisticated, mature, and calm now.

[12:34AM] You: oh fUCK YES I REMEMBER UGH HE STILL DOES THOSE THINGS OH MY GOD LISA IDK WHAT TO SAY SO I’M COMING OVER

[12:34AM] Lisa: I’ll prepare the tissues now, oh and should we head to the bar after your wailing?

You didn’t have the time to reply to Lisa as you walked to the bathroom, brushed your teeth, washed your face and then made a beeline to your car, not even bothering to change from your onesie pajamas.

You knocked loudly, banged on Lisa’s door as hard as you can, but it didn’t take long as it only took her at least 5 seconds to get to the door, as if she was just waiting near it the whole time; just like how you did when Jimin announced that he found his soulmate, finally revealing the numbers on his forearm, digits that didn’t match hers.

“Oh, why aren’t you crying?” Lisa said as her eyebrows quirked up, eyes widening a little with slight surprise that you aren’t a weeping mess. She closed the door when you pushed by her, not even waiting for her to let you inside.

You flopped on her couch, and started moving around frantically, holding a cushion up your face to suppress your eardrum cracking screams.

“Shh! Ten is just sleeping inside!” Lisa shushed you, not wanting to wake the boy up. “Anyway, how are you managing?” she chuckled as she flopped beside you. You eyed her from top to bottom, she was wearing an over-sized t-shirt. Yup, you thought. Ten is definitely here. If the latter was going to wake up, you’re bound to get third-wheeled again.

“Oh, you don’t know how well I’m coping with everything.” you said with a wide grin as you looked at her

“Have you gone crazy?” she said, smiling as she raised an eyebrow up, “And are you like… semi-high? One of your eyes are red.”

“Semi-high, seriously?” you shook your head, you would never smoke. “I got soap in my eyes earlier,”

“I figured.” she mumble with a shrug.

“And also, yes. I officially lost my mind, my dear friend.” you said as you turned your gaze to the ceiling, clenched your fingers, and placed both of your palms on top of your forehead

“It’s okay, dear. I know that feeling.” she said, tapping on your shoulder, “I used to not care, before. Like, it’s okay if I end up with any of the members.” she said, earning a laugh from you as you two high-fived.

You agreed with every word she just said. “Seriously, girl, any of the seven handsome boys would do, even if it’s not our bias. Heck, if only we could end up with the seven of them, that’d be the greatest thing ever.” you replied, hitting her arms hysterically as you two laughed your asses out.

When the two of you finally calmed down, she continued, “But now? I think I don’t want that big ass baby anymore. I pity whoever Jungkook’s soulmate is. Seriously, he’s going to be a pain in the ass.”

“Yep. It’s gonna be hard to tame that horndog.” you said with a worried smile plastered on your face.

“You’ve definitely gone crazy, mate. I can’t believe you’re smiling right now, and you could even laugh. Just be glad that you won’t experience the hard time that Jungkook will give his soulmate.” Lisa said, she definitely has no idea that you meant what you said, that it really is you that will have to tame that wild ass boy.

Lisa grabbed the remote, turning the TV on as you stood up and went to the kitchen.

After a few minutes of checking every single drawer and cabinet in the kitchen, failing to find the thing you were looking for: milk, you decided to call Lisa’s attention.

“Lisa!”

“What?! Are you looking for something, Y/N?!” Lisa screamed, noticing that you’ve been there for a while now.

“Milk! Also, so much for waking up Ten, Lisa!” you screamed back at her.

“You’re slipping away from sanity again, dear! You’re always like this when you’re sad about your soulmate! And, Ten is kind of a heavy sleeper!” you chuckled at her response, she definitely knew you. You just can’t stay still when you’re overwhelmed with feelings, you keep walking around, and your mind was always flying elsewhere whenever you were crestfallen. “Also, the milk’s in the fridge, dumbass!” she screamed again, maybe she was really forgetting that Ten is actually just sleeping in the bedroom, no matter how much of a heavy sleeper he is, with the amount of loudness you two were making, Ten is definitely bound to wake up in the next few minutes.

You suddenly felt stupid as you opened the fridge, the place where milk would most likely be, and started pouring it in the tall glass you were holding.

“Oh my god! Y/N! Y/N! Come here! Hurry! Look at this! It’s Bangtan on the show! And it’s fucking live!” she yelled and you immediately slammed the fridge door close, ran back to the living room, and spilled a bit of precious milk on the floor in the process. “Their first appearance in three goddamned weeks.” you nodded at that, it felt like it’s been two years for you.

While drinking the cold milk, you and Lisa watched the variety show featuring BTS, your eyes automatically searching for your one and only soulmate, Jeon Jungkook.

“Recently, you surprised everyone by posting your soulmate number, despite having not met her yet, making some fans sad, disappointed that it’s not them, some are even faking it up with the help of make-up! What made you post your number, Jungkook?” the female host asked

“I’m just.. I’m just desperate to find her.” he said with a shrug, you looked at his eyes, hints of sadness evident in them.

You now know the reason on why you just can’t stop fangirling on Jungkook, no matter how much time passes, no matter how much your friends distract you, and no matter how much he disappoints you, you just never get tired of him, the excitement never grew faint compared to the past groups you’ve loved, you could just never forget about him. He was your soulmate, after all.

“Why now?” the male host questioned with squinted eyes.

“Well, as all of you know, I’ve had my own few flings,” he said and paused for a while, “But not a single one of them has ever made me feel the intense spark that my hyungs were talking about. Not a single one ever triggered the mark that’s supposed to be on my left ring finger.”

“Own few flings, my goddamned ass, Jeon Jungkook!” you said mockingly, emphasizing the word few as much as you can, earning a hysterical laughter from Lisa. The number of girls he went out with for the past year was no joke. The pictures of him kissing female celebrities or random girls that circulated around the internet were too real. And you certainly knew with your own judgement on what was photoshopped and what was not. Jungkook just had too much love affairs within the past year that you could say it certainly wasn’t just few.

“Oh! The intense spark that you feel when you meet your soulmate! And the mark that assures you it is indeed them!” the other male host said, nodding while he looked at his fellow hosts, and the rest of Bangtan.

“Yes. That spark that develops into a crazy and big, but pleasant wildfire when you start interacting.” Taehyung said while smiling widely, the boy is indeed still new to all of the soulmate stuff.

“Taehyung is so adorable, oh dear lord!” Lisa said, as you both squealed at the same time, admiring the boy’s cuteness.

“So, yeah. I guess that’s pretty much it. I want to feel something more intense.” Jungkook said, looking down at his clasped hands, looking a little dejected.

The discussion slowly flew somewhere else, from their daily lives, to how hard they’re preparing for their comeback, etc. and nothing connected to the topic you wanted to listen to the most right now: soulmates.

The show ended, and you found yourself falling for Jungkook all over again, even more so now that you’re aware that you’re the said boy’s soulmate.

“He should’ve just posted it back then, when they still weren’t that famous. He shouldn’t have covered it all this time. He would’ve found her easily without that many people meddling.” you said, with a low voice and wide eyes, the fact that you’ll have a hard time to actually reach out to Jungkook hitting you so suddenly, that you’re starting to panic.

“Yeah, well, they wouldn’t hit it big then. Some fans are just immature, you know? When they find out that they aren’t their soulmate, they’ll lose their shit and not stan them anymore.” she said. Lisa has a point. That was probably the reason why idols never show their soulmate number to fans. Jungkook was the only idol to ever do such a thing.

“But look at all the replies on Twitter now. Crazy girls are covering their own number with make-up, and copying Jungkook’s soulmate number to their wrist.” you said while staring at your own wrist

“Yup, they’re beyond desperate. It wouldn’t do anything but cause confusion, though. Since their name wouldn’t really show on Jungkook’s ring finger.” Lisa said, and showed her ring finger to you.

“Wow. It must feel really great, huh? Everlasting love..” you said while eyeing the incredibly long name Chittaphon Leechaiyapornkul on Lisa’s finger. “Even someone from Thailand, too.”

“Yeah. Nationality doesn’t matter, though. I’ll have you know once again that six members of Bangtan are soulmates with non-Koreans.” Lisa said with an excited smile, “It’s just a mere coincidence that me and Ten are both Thai.” she said with a chuckle

“Yeah, you two even met on a foreign land,” you said as you take a sip on your milk that has lost its coldness.

“Who knows? You might meet your soulmate here, too. You are a foreigner too, you know?” she said, eliciting a shrug from you.

“I’ll let you know something, Lisa. ” you said as you put your glass back on the table.

“What is it?” Lisa questioned with narrowed eyes.

“Jungkook’s soulmate is a foreigner.” you beamed, proud of who your soulmate is.

“How’d you know that?”

“Take a look at Jungkook’s soulmate number.” you said as you browsed your gallery, clicking on the most recent picture that you saved in your Twitter album.

You raised your phone for her to see, “Yeah?” she inquired.

“Look at my own number.” you said still not bringing your phone down, eliciting a frown from her as she squinted her eyes at your own fresh wrist next to the gadget, then back at your phone.

She gasped, and suddenly, you were feeling giddy again, letting go of your phone as you grabbed the cushion, putting it up on your face once again as you tried to suppress the loudness of your screams.

“Are you fucking kidding me?” Lisa yelped, bewildered but her face was painted with a wide and excited smile as she rubbed and wiped your wrist, trying to see if you were just faking it. “Holy fucking shit! You aren’t kidding!”

You put the cushion back down on your lap and looked at your best friend with the widest grin that the corner of your lips could ever handle. After five seconds of staring, at the same time as if on timer, you two bursted out into fits of yelping and screaming like mad people, and hugged each other, while still shrieking.

Ten suddenly came out of the bedroom door, with wide and bloodshot eyes, frantically making his way to the two of you, putting a stop on the crazy yelping that you and your best friend were doing. “What the fuck is going on?” he asked, panic painted all over his features

“Dear! Y/N’s soulmate is Jungkook!” Lisa said with big eyes and a wide smile as she turned her head to her own soulmate.

You screeched, “Yes! My fucking soulmate is the fucking Jeon Jungkook!” you said very loudly, throwing the cushion to the boy’s face.

“Seriously?” Ten asked as he caught the cushion that just fell from his face, confirming if everything was just a faux act to prank him or if it was all real. You nodded fast at his ridiculous question, “Oh my god! I’m so happy for you, Y/N!” Ten said as he joined in the hug, the two of you shriek once again making the boy pull back to cover his ears.

#bts #bts scenario #jungkook #jungkook scenario #bts fluff #jungkook x reader #bts x reader #fic: vena amoris #bts soulmate au

931 notes · View notes