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taetaespeaches · 1 year

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“Keep it up and you’re never shoveling my walks again.”

namjoon x reader (oc) genre: fluff word count: 1.3K

a/n: Hi lovelies! This fic started with the simple idea of Joon and Daisy/reader walking around in the winter time and him being adorable about a small Christmas tree. The rest- well, I don’t know how it came to be but I hope you all enjoy and thanks for reading! :))

Walking happily down the street, you actively avoided meeting Namjoon’s stare, knowing he was watching you as you smugly swung your shopping bag back and forth.

“You won’t even look at me,” he huffed and shook his head, though you could hear it in his voice that he was biting back a smile. “You’re so proud of yourself,” he continued his lighthearted complaints. Rolling your eyes, you stepped in front of him, halting his steps, your hand resting on his shoulder to hold him in place. Widening your eyes, you looked at him directly to make your point. “Stop it,” he told you quietly, a small grin breaking through, his dimples appearing as small divots in his cheeks.

“Stop complaining then. And stop glaring at me,” you retorted, Namjoon taking offense.

“I haven’t been glaring,” he defended himself, making you shoot him an expression that said, really?

“I bought the shoes, get over it,” you shot back, Namjoon’s mouth dropping open as he glanced down at the shopping bag.

A gust of cold wind struck you both, sending his hair flying across the side of his face and a shiver through his tall frame. You were struck with the desire to warm him up.

“You can buy whatever you want,” he simply stated, not saying everything that was sitting inside his mouth. Cocking your head to the side, you waited for him to say more as you reached for his hair and brushed it to the side so it was out of his features. “It’s just, you didn’t need them.”

“I need snow boots to shovel my sidewalk,” you informed him, tucking the strands behind his ear, appreciating the way he leaned slightly into your touch.

“You’re hardly even at your place anymore,” he shot back, flashing a know it all expression.

“I still need to clean the walks off even if I’m at your place ninety-nine percent of the time,” you informed him.

“Well I shovel your walks,” he pointed at his chest, pouting adorably. “You’re trying to boot me out of your life,” he pouted adorably.

“Was that a pun?” You deadpanned, watching as his mouth spread into an amused smile.

“It wasn’t intentional,” he admitted with slight embarrassment, his eyes crinkling as a dorky hyena-like laugh slipped from his lips.

Giggling, you grasped one side of his unzipped jacket and tugged it toward the center of his chest. “This should be zipped. It’s cold out here,” you told him, just before flattening your hand over his heart. “And I’m not booting you out of my life, I just think I should be able to take care of some of this stuff myself.”

Namjoon watched you for a moment before reaching around your body to pull you into a hug, his lips easily finding your temple where he left a sweet kiss. “Let me do it every once in a while though. Every other time it snows.”

Chuckling against him, you nodded, peering at his face to see him smiling brightly. Rolling your eyes once more, you glanced down at your shopping bag. “But that means half as many wears.” Namjoon scoffed through his grin, making you giggle in response. Sighing, you relented, giving the man what he wanted. You really couldn’t deny him when he was smiling like that. “Fine. Every other snow storm.”

“That’s all I want,” he beamed, stealing a quick kiss from your lips before turning your form and pushing you further down the sidewalk, his arm slung around you so he held you in a back hug. Before you could process what he was doing, the bag was snatched from your grasp, Namjoon carrying it at his side. When you looked back at him to complain, he simply nodded forward with a proud smirk.

Groaning in protest, you stomped forward childishly, eliciting another cute laugh from your boyfriend. The sound was like a gift just for you, his mouth close to your ear as he let his amusement flow from his lips. That was until the noise shifted into a small gasp as he pointed over your frame to a small winter flora vendor booth. It consisted of mostly wreaths and a few Christmasy flowers that you didn’t know the names of, though you’d be tempted to place a bet that your nerdy boyfriend could enlighten you.

Following the direction of his index finger, your gaze fell upon the tiny Christmas tree, knowing without a doubt that the tree was what had captured your boyfriend’s attention. Namjoon was just a tall soft man who loved tiny things, after all.

Undeniably fond of him, you began leading him over to the tree, Namjoon following along like an overgrown child, excitement shimmering in his pretty eyes. “It’s so cute!” Joon fawned over the tree, his voice raised an octave as his fingers felt at the tiny branches. “Hi, friend,” he greeted the conifer in that voice he often reserved for Monie, crabs he found on the beach, and when he was being especially needy and cute, for you.

And that was it. Between his bright eyes, his tone, and the smile he wore, there was no way you were going home without the tree. Grabbing the tree by its small trunk, you lifted it from the table surface.

“Wait, what-”

“This little shrub is coming home with us,” you informed him with a proud smile.

His mouth dropped open for a moment before quickly closing it, followed by a tilt of his head. “Well,” he started, making you already glare at him in expectation. “It’s not really a shrub, shrubs have multiple stems whereas this only has one,” he lectured you, instantly triggering you to raise your eyebrows at him. “So it’s a tree,” he added tentatively, nearly looking away to avoid your gaze as he held back a guilty grin.

“Are you done?” You challenged him, smirking at him as he thought for a moment.

“It’s just, the two terms are rarely interchangeable-”

“Keep it up and you’re never shoveling my walks again,” you teased him, unable to hold back your smile as Namjoon raised his arms up in surrender.

As you paid for the tree, Namjoon stared at you from beside you, an adoring expression overtaking his features. There was a certain warmth etched across his face when you scooped the tree up and turned to leave the booth and continued making your way back to Namjoon’s place.

“What?” You asked, Namjoon shaking his head as he flashed a stunning smile at you. “We’re gonna need decorations now,” you told him, hauling the tree as he carried your snow boots.

“You didn’t have to buy this for me,” he nodded at the tree as you both stepped down the sidewalk.

“This tree?” you emphasized the correct term, smiling as he chuckled in guilty amusement. “Yes I did,” you defended yourself. “Your cute ass smile and the softness in your eyes left me no choice. Plus you talked to it! In that adorable voice you do.”

“So what you’re saying is, I was so cute you simply couldn’t resist,” he playfully gloated, making you groan teasingly.

“You know I’d kill for those dimples, don’t act surprised,” you countered.

“This really isn’t fair though, not only do you not need me for your snow removal needs but I haven’t gotten you anything today!” He complained, sighing deeply to emphasize his disappointment.

“Buy me a coffee,” you shrugged. “I would love a coffee.”

“I’ll buy you the biggest coffee they have,” he flashed a pretty and proud close-mouthed grin as he stood up a little taller, his frame suddenly looking much more broad and confident. “Hell, I’ll buy you the whole fucking cafe.”

Giggling, you leaned against his side, allowing the man to wrap his free arm around you. Your boyfriend was a dork. A tall beautiful whiny dork. Sighing in content, you shook your head as a smile lingered on your face. “The large coffee will do, Dimples.”

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holdinbacksecrets · 1 year

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bias blurbs: bts edition

wanna fuckin’ die when you’re next to me

namjoon: tell yourself the same things every night or become creative with your lies. they’ll still unravel into love. into his name and the notes of his cologne. you’ll remember the feeling of his lips beneath your fingertip. you’ll remember his voice near your ear in a whisper. you’ll remember the words never heard— the feelings so present and sweet and close to infinite… they were so close

yoongi: can you get off the ride? aren’t you dizzy? you must be nauseous, or is there something about the height and warmth that gives you a high? the height curls your toes. the warmth nourishes a home. ok, stay where you are.

hoseok: ok, it was love. it was undeniably love. ok, he knows you. pieces were shed and left behind, and now they’re his to handle. ok, that’s scary. you look the same in your mirror, but you feel your body weight’s imbalance. well, what do you do? collect your fragments as if they didn’t blend into his apartment, into his life, into his skin seamlessly. god, this is more than what you let him know, what you’re missing, what you’re afraid he has of you. what about him? what about the feeling of you so stuck to his skin? fuck, it was love. you’re so lucky it was love.

jungkook: stop calling his phone number and pretending he’s disconnected the line. stop bearing your soul like its grooves are for him to know and feel and fill. stop hoping and wishing beneath the sheets to find him in your dreams... just one more time

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randomtasteinfandoms · 2 years

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marry me| kim namjoon

summary| at the fear of namjoon’s enlistment you hastily pop the question (foreigner!reader)

“I think we should get married.”

Namjoon almost choked on his drink, that was not the response he was expecting when he asked you what was on your mind.

It didn’t take a mind reader to tell something heavy was weighing on your mind, and it only took Namjoon not even a glance in your direction to tell your brain was running on overdrive. Even in the dim lighting of the restaurant, Namjoon could see the distraught look on your face.

“Come again?”

He wanted to double check that he heard you correctly.

“I think we should get married.”

You stated again with a cold stare across the table. Fiddling with the napkin on the table in front of you.

“Why?” Namjoon automatically tries to take it back when he sees your face drop. He starts to panic. “That’s not what I meant, I mean, why right now?” You shrug your shoulders at him.

“Nevermind, forget I said anything.” “No, Y/N-” “Namjoon I said forget it!”

The car ride home was painfully silent. One thing Namjoon loved most about you was how naturally intelligent conversation flowed between you two, this seemed wrong. Namjoon had a pit in his stomach. You know that feeling when you know you’re whole life is about to change, yeah, it was that feeling. For possibly the first time in your relationship, he didn’t know what do say next. He practically made it sound like he didn’t want to marry you, which wasn’t true at all. Namjoon dreams of the day he gets down on one knee and asks you to be his wife. He wants you, and only you. He wants to marry you and announce it to the world. But why tonight? What was going on in that pretty little brain of yours that made you ask him to marry you tonight?

The driver barely had the car in park when you pushed the door open and practically flew into the lobby doors of the apartment where you and Namjoon live. If he had blinked he would’ve missed you entirely. By the time he’s made it up to the apartment, you were already in the kitchen. Your back was to Namjoon, as you leaning against the counter, taking off your heels and leaving them discarded on the floor. “Y/N, please talk to me. What is going on?” “Namjoon, drop it!” It looked ridiculous when Namjoon jumped back at the loud noise that was Y/N yelling. Namjoon was physically much stronger and he towered over you, but still, your loud booming voice made him jump. It was then when you finally faced him for the first time since the restaurant, only now did he notice the tears streaming down your face. Tinting your pale skin red. It was in this moment his heart completely dropped from his chest. He really messed up.

“Y/N, baby, you need to talk to me. Please.” You sobbed at his plead, you’ve lost it and now it’s affecting him. You look at him, everything is silent for a moment as you debate on how to word the million thoughts running through your head. “You’re leaving Namjoon.” And suddenly everything clicked in that moment. His military enlistment.

the dreaded 2 year required military service

It was a topic that weighed heavily on your mind since the moment you met Namjoon. It scared the living daylights out of you.

“You’re leaving and it scares the crap out of me.” Your reaction was scaring him. Seeing you break wasn’t a normal thing. You were always so strong and cold stone on the surface. You didn’t let people in easily. If this was making you break like it, then it was serious. “Y/N, I’m not leaving yet-” “But you will be, and now the whole world knows.” The trigger. The recent statement HYBE had made was the trigger to this break down. The statement made everything real.

This wasn’t the first break down you’ve had revolving the military enlistment. You’ve had multiple, but the first and only other time Namjoon has been witness to it had been when photo came out of Shinee’s Minho in the military. You remember seeing the photos of him in uniform with a gun and it sent you spiraling. That was going to be Namjoon at some point. What if a war broke out? What if Namjoon left and never came back? Back then, it was just a ‘what if’ but now, it’s real. He’s enlisting and you can’t do anything.

Namjoon didn’t know what to do in that moment. He watched as you stood before him, crying and shaking with your arms wrapped around yourself as some sort of protection. Protection from the realities of the world around you. You couldn’t stand seeing Namjoon’s face breaking, you quickly turn your back to him, facing the white kitchen wall. “When I met you this damn enlistment was up in the air, no one knew if you guys were actually going to do it and now suddenly it feels like there was no other reality then you leaving.” The only noise in the room came from your breathing and Namjoon’s footsteps as he approached you from behind. His arms slid themselves around you waist, hugging you from behind. The second his arms had you, your legs seemingly stopped working as you collapsed. Namjoon held tighter, holding you against his chest, letting you cry as he rested his chin on your shoulder.

“Y/N, I love you so much.” This sentence shouldn’t have made you cry even harder than before but it did. You knew he loved you, and that made this pill even harder to swallow. “And I would never leave you, 2 years is nothing compared to what we’ve been through. Keeping this, us, private, is so much harder than this enlistment is going to be. I promise.” You shake your head at him, covering your face with your hands. “I’m so selfish.” “You’re not selfish, you’re scared.” “No Namjoon! I’m selfish-” You remove yourself from his grasp to face him again. “Here you are wanting to go and serve your country and I’m here trying to force you to marry me solely so you don’t have to. I’m horrible.” “I’m the selfish one Y/N, you’ve had to give up everything just to be with me.” The break in his voices takes the air out of your lungs. Both of your emotions are running high at this moment and you had the feeling that everything is about to come up right here right now.

“You left your friends and family behind, moved to a whole other country, learned a new language, gave up the chance of living a normal life, just to be with me. You deserve so much better.” “Kim Namjoon, don’t you dare go there.” “It’s true Y/N, you’ve done everything for me and the one thing you want I can’t give you, do you know how that makes me feel?”

Let’s take another shot at this.

“Then let’s get married. We can move to America and you can work on your solo project while BTS is on hiatus, we can live a somewhat normal life.” “I don’t want to marry you!” A pin drop could be heard in that moment. At the look on your face, Namjoon signs, moving to come close to you once again but you back up. “Don’t fucking come near me.” “Y/N, listen to me-” Namjoon listens and stays put. “I want to marry you, okay? I want to marry you so badly, but I do not want this stupid enlistment to be the reason for it.” Stupid Enlistment. “Are you scared?” All this time, you were so concerned with yourself that you forgot to think about him... he was going into the military, he has to be terrified. “I’ve known about this since the second I knew what the military was, I’ve gotten over it.”

“Let’s make a deal-” Namjoon moves closer, he lifts you to be seated on top of the counter behind you. He leans on his hands on either side of you. “Until the second that I leave, we’re spending every second together. This time is for us only. And after enlistment then I will propose and we will get married and we can go live anywhere you want, please just put up with 2 more years of my shit.” You laugh at him. “That all sounds good but I really don’t want to live in America, that was a last ditch effort.” You joke and he laughs, in the moment, you remember why you uprooted your life in the first place. For him and his fucking beautiful laugh.

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likeastarstar · 2 years

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Headcannon No. 10

Long distance was hard.

You missed everything about Namjoon-

The way the two of you slept together, how your breathing patterns synced up at some point in the night and soothed off to a state of dreaming like a gently rocking boat. You missed the weight of his arm sinking into the softest part of your stomach, the pressure easing any physical manifestation of anxiety in your body.

You missed the way you spoke all the time, losing hours to winding conversations that begun at one point but ended up at a completely new one. You spoke over the phone now but it wasn't the same, texted infrequently but it wasn't the same.

You never wanted to be one of those girls but you found yourself hating things like alcohol because sober thoughts are drunk actions and all you did when you drank now was cry for him. You hated reading because you didn't have someone to read out the best parts to.

"I just don't think I can do this anymore," You whispered, over the phone because that was the only way you could get in touch with him now. There was a silence over the other end and you knew why.

He wasn't surprised and he wouldn't fight for you because he said it all the time- long distance was hard and he didn't have any control over it. Namjoon always gave you an out, said that he'd never leave you so you'd have to do it, but he loved you too much to put you in a box and he wanted you to end things if you ever felt like that.

This felt less like you were in a box and more like a coffin.

"I understand, I'm sorry." Namjoon said, before the dial tone clicked off and you were officially

alone.

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sunshinebarbie · 5 months

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can i just imagine a love with Namjoon,

where i wear a little golden heart necklace with his initial engraved in it, and on a longer chain that’s closer to my heart is the promise ring he gave me that i don’t wear on my finger because our future and his promise isn’t for anyone but us, and sewn on the inside of the sleeve of his favorite hoodie is a small heart pendent with my first initial engraved on it so he always has my heart on his sleeve.

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7ndipity · 7 months

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They accidentally call you Yeobo

Ot7 x Reader

Summary: How they would each react to accidentally calling their crush Yeobo.(Context: Yeobo is a Korean term of endearment similar to Jagi(honey), but it is typically only used by married couples, it’s like referring to someone as hubby/wifey)

Warnings: Swearing,

A/N: Thanks to @starlitskygrazer for requesting this! I had a lot of fun working on this one, I hope you like it!

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Jin: Realizes what he said as soon as it left his mouth, but instead of letting his embarrassment show, he plays offended when you question him and turns it into a bickering match. “What? Would it be so bad to be married to me? I’m great husband material!” Makes you think he’s just fishing for compliments to the point that it might become an inside joke between you.

Yoongi: Would probably slip up when you’re doing something together like cooking, like “Yeobo, can you pass me that?” When you both realize what he’d said, he would play it off as if it was on purpose and that he was teasing you like “What? We sound like an old married couple.” even though on the inside he’s probably screaming. “WTF WAS THAT YOU IDIOT?!”

Hobi: Catches it as he’s saying it, and immediately bursts into nervous laughter, trying to brush it off as an innocent mistake. “Where did that even come from?! I’m so sorry!” If you tell him it’s nbd, he’ll let it go at that, but if you say you thought it was cute, he might start teasing you with it sometimes as a way to test the lines between friends and something more…

Namjoon: Mentally screaming no.2. He doesn’t even realize what he said until you point it out, and then he sort of just short-circuits for a second before brushing it off and moving on without commenting further on it, like “I did? That’s weird, my bad…” but inside he’s just like “fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck”

Jimin: Mentally screaming no.3. Hears the word echo back into his ears and just freezes for half a second before trying to speed past it and keep talking, until you repeat it back to him in question, and he just purses his lips and feigns ignorance like “Hmm? No, I said-” and tries to quickly change the subject again like nothing happened.

Taehyung: This one was not an accident, he did it on purpose and fully owns up to it. But the issue here is that he already calls you little pet names, like Baby and Jagi, even though you’re ‘just friend’, so it doesn’t really get a reaction out of you, much to his annoyance. “Hey, Yeobo?” “yeah?” 😠”Nevermind…”

Jungkook: Actually screaming No.1. He gets so flustered and starts trying to flat out deny that he said it with increasing desperation. “I didn’t say anything!” “I heard you say it.” “No, you didn’t!” You’d almost think he’s trying to gaslight you if it weren’t for the very visible panic in his eyes to tell you otherwise. Please let it go, for his sake?

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stylesluxx · 10 months

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your sibling is a fan — bts

[warnings: in jk’s the reader’s parents are against tattoos but aren’t mean]

summary: in which your sibling is a fan | requested!

word count: 2,333

main masterlist | bts reactions masterlist

kim seokjin

"Don't be nervous; my parents are super nice and my brother is a dork. He'll probably embarrass himself before you embarrass yourself," You smiled, trying to cheer up your anxiety-ridden boyfriend.

"Y/N, really?" He whined and dragged a hand down his face causing you to giggle.

"I'm just kidding handsome. But seriously, he's such a dork."

You use the key you kept after moving out to let the two of you into your family home, immediately greeted by the smell of food and your dad asking if that was you.

"Yeah, it's me and Jin, Dad," You answered as you slipped off your shoes by the door and put on some slippers. "Look they even bought you a pair," You whispered to Jin as you pointed them out.

His ears turned red, making you giggle again and rub his arm.

"Perfect timing, we just finished the food," Your mom greeted you happily as she walked into the living room.

"Mom, this is Seokjin, my boyfriend. Jin, this is my mom," You introduced the two with a big smile. "Oh, and this is my dad," You added as he entered the room.

"It's nice to meet you both; Y/N talks about you every day," Jin speaks up softly while shaking both of their hands one at a time.

"The feeling is mutual, Seokjin. Our Y/N talks about you with great reverence."

"Oh, you guys can just call me Jin."

"Big word, Mom," You teased at the same time as Jin.

She playfully rolled her eyes at you. "Go upstairs and get your brother. Jin, come sit at the table."

Jin looked back down at you but your parents had already walked into the dining room. You gently pushed him in their direction and went upstairs to get your baby brother.

You knocked on his door and waited for a response before opening. "Hey, Kid."

"Hey, is your 'date' here?"

"Yeah but why the quotes around 'date?'"

"Because you and I both know... you can't get a date."

"Yeah, well, put some deodorant on before you come downstairs to meet him."

"I'm sure your invisible boyfriend will be okay with some manly stench," He said as he rolled off the bed and led you out of his room.

"You're 14, what part of you is manly?"

"My skincare idol!" Your brother gasped as he walked into the dining room.

"Huh?"

Your brother turned back around to face you. "How much did you pay to get him to come here tonight? Did you sell the house? Are we homeless?"

"What are you talking about, Kid?"

"That's Kim Seokjin-"

"He prefers just Jin."

"There's no way you're dating him."

"I am though, so if you'll excuse me-"

"No, there's no way I'm not sitting next to him."

Your brother quickly walked back into the dining room and you could hear him apologizing for his behavior and introducing himself.

You followed behind him with a confused look on your face, one that your parents matched from their seats at the heads of the table.

"So, where do you know him from?" Your dad asked your brother.

"I researched his skincare routine. His nickname is literally 'Worldwide Handsome.' How do you think I have the perfect skin?"

Jin chuckled shyly as his ears turned red again, clearly not wanting your parents to find out about his nickname (at least during the first meeting).

"Ah, don't be embarrassed Jin," Your mom quickly chimed in.

You smirked, knowing just how you could get back at your little brother for all his trash talk and doubt.

"Yeah Jin, at least you wore deodorant today. The kid didn't."

min yoongi

"So, when's this guy supposed to be here? He's late," Your older brother asked, clearly unimpressed.

"He's actually not late. Dinner starts at 7:00, it's 6:00."

You changed the channel on the tv, not caring that his favorite show was on.

"You're annoying."

"You're irritating."

"Aggravating."

"Irksome."

"Who even says that? Your loser boyfriend some word genius and teaches you new words?" Your brother scoffed and snatched the remote out of your lap.

You turned to look at him with a shit-eating grin. "Yeah, actually."

Yoongi rings the bell as you're setting the table with your parents, who have already met Yoongi. Your mom is humming excitedly at seeing him again; she's happy your dad can finally talk about basketball with someone other than her. She does love Yoongi, but your father's rambling is just... a lot.

"Y/N why is Agust D at our door?"

You dropped everything and practically ran to the door to greet your boyfriend.

"Hi Yoongs," You hummed in his ear as you pulled him into a tight hug.

"What in the world is happening?" You could hear your brother mumble behind you.

"Hi Pretty," Yoongi chuckled at your excitement. "How are you? How was your day?"

"It was good, just missed you a lot," You sighed as you pulled away from him.

"Enough hogging, let us hug him too!" Your mom teased making the two of you laugh.

Once you reluctantly stepped away from Yoongi, your mom pulled him into a hug, and then your dad, both expressing how happy they were to see him again.

"So, you didn't tell me you were dating a rapper. My favorite rapper at that," Your brother mumbled to you.

"Didn't think it was important and I also didn't know," You shrugged.

"You're kinda... goated for bringing Agust D home," He said and pat you on the head.

You chuckled and rolled your eyes. "Yoongi, you have a fan."

jung hoseok

"Can you try to eat more of your vegetables please?" Your mom asked your little sister.

"Mom, you kinda just have to let me do my thing. I'm not a kid anymore," Your little sister huffed.

You quickly put a hand over your mouth to cover your laughter. "Babe, you're 10," You reminded her through a snicker.

"But, I deserve some independence! Right? Tell them J-Hope," She tried to argue.

You didn't mean to laugh, it was just so cute. The dark eyeliner and dark clothes to imitate Hobi's Jack in the Box phase but she was just a baby in your eyes; your baby sister that was still in her Hope World phase.

"Babe, you can call him Hobi," You told her softly.

"Really?" She asked, her eyes lighting up.

Hobi nodded and gave her a big smile. "But only if you finish your vegetables," He bargained.

"Deal!"

You placed a hand on his lap and smiled up at him gratefully. "Love you," You mouthed and in return, he leaned down and pecked your temple.

"Well, that settles it," Your dad speaks up. "Welcome to the family, Hobi."

kim namjoon

You're genuinely shocked that your older sister knows who Namjoon is. His music isn't her style and she's so much older than you, so you don't know who introduced her to BTS in general.

"Joon, this is my big sister. This is Namjoon, the guy I'm always talking about." Your arm was wrapped around Namjoon's waist, head against his shoulder as you introduced them.

"Oh, so this is 'Joon,'" Your sister hummed and nodded her head. "It's nice to meet you. You're much more handsome in person."

"What?" You blurted out. "I've never shown you pictures of him."

"Girl... this is RM from BTS. I don't live under a rock," She scoffed. "One of my girlfriends on Facebook-"

"Oh, you're so old. Facebook?" You gasped.

"She posted about him and it was love at first sight. Everyone with eyes has a crush on him, come on Y/N. Let's be serious. And he's smart. He'll be good for you."

You let out a breathy laugh as you looked up at your bulky boyfriend to see him smiling confidently. "Um... I see introductions weren't necessary."

"Anyway, Joon, can I call you that?" Your sister ignored you and took his arm to lead him away.

"Sure," He nodded.

"Great, let's talk about some of your greatest lyrics. My personal favorite is..."

park jimin

You two sat in Jimin's car, mentally preparing to go in and meet your family.

It wasn't like your family was embarrassing or they were bad people or anything like that.

"It's just that... she's a hardcore ARMY. Like, decked out in purple, bleeds purple type of thing. So, if she faints, don't freak out," You explained to your boyfriend as he looked at you with wide eyes.

"Right," He nodded slowly. "Should I call an ambulance if she faints?"

"Oh, no, don't worry. We have a routine for her fainting episodes. There's nothing wrong with her, by the way, she's just really high-strung. But she's a good kid. You'll love her," You promised and took his hand in yours.

He nodded confidently, looking ready to head in. You leaned in to peck his lips, but a knock at your window, made you jump and turn to look back at the perpetrator.

"Hey Tiny, you scared me," You smiled toothlessly at your little sister.

"Yeah, and the lights on the car are freaking out Dad. When are you coming in?"

"Sorry, we're coming," You apologized and Jimin cleared his throat to let out a quiet apology.

Your sister took a closer look at him, eyes growing to the size of saucers.

"Please don't faint right now," You mumbled to her.

She cleared her throat and stood up straight. "Me? Faint? Yeah right, Big," She tried to play cool. "But, uh, you didn't tell me that your boyfriend was Jimin."

You side-eyed her, "Uh, yes I did. I told you on FaceTime that I had a boyfriend. You asked what his name was. I said 'Jimin' and then you laughed in my face and hung up on me."

She let out an awkward chuckle and scratched the back of her neck. "Right, well... we're waiting for you."

The two of you in the car, watched your sister scurry off into the house. It was at this moment you could see she had purple highlights in her hair and she was wearing Shooky slippers, making you facepalm and let out a sigh.

"Well, she didn't faint," Jimin spoke up and rubbed your arm.

"Let's not hold our breath on that."

kim taehyung

Between Taehyung and your family, you were jazzed out.

Your parents grew up listening to jazz music so it's always been a big part of your life and love it. Your sister even became a jazz singer.

Jazz isn't as popular as other genres but she's one of the most notable figures of her genre.

And Taehyung? Taehyung plays her all of the time. Ever since you told him you were sisters, he's been pushing to meet your family (more than he already had been).

You're pretty sure he heard the music playing from the driveway, that's how loud the music was.

Your dad claims "Jazz always sets the proper tone." And maybe he was right because Taehyung was all smiles when he walked into the house.

He wasn't his normal shy self as you introduced him to everyone. Especially not with your sister; they got along swimmingly.

"I'm such a huge fan, you have no idea. I've been wanting you meet you for a long time, all of you guys," Taehyung spoke earnestly, hand over his heart.

"The feeling is more than mutual. Y/N tells us that you love jazz," Your sister smiles warmly. "I'm a big fan as well. I've recorded some covers of your songs but I haven't released them."

"That means so much to me," Taehyung smiles, somehow, even bigger than before.

You swoon quietly at the interaction, happy that everyone's being kind and warm. It's so sweet, you kind of don't mind the loud jazz music playing anymore.

You watch them interact, swap the numbers of their managers and go on and on about their love for music.

"He's a keeper Y/N," Your sister winks at you.

"I'm pretty sure you're supposed to be hyping me up but okay."

jeon jungkook

"Woah, who's the dude at the dinner table?" Your sister asked as she walked in.

"You're late," Your dad stated briskly.

"Sorry," She mumbled sheepishly and sat across from you. "Hey, Sissy. Who's the guy?"

"You know he can hear you?" You chuckled.

"Wassup?" She nodded.

"I'm Jungkook, Y/N's boyfriend. It's nice to meet you, finally," Jungkook smiles at your sister.

"I'm sure you know my name. Y/N likes to act like I'm her kid but we're Irish twins. It's nice to meet you, Jungkook. I like your music by the way."

"Thank you."

Dinner was going well until your sister rolled up her sleeves, revealing a new tattoo.

"Oops," She mumbled.

"I thought we said no more tattoos," Your mom sighed, making you wince and put your head in your hands.

Your parents weren't the biggest fans of tattoos, they just didn't understand why someone would permanently mark their body. But your sister was rebellious. Well, you wouldn't even say that, she just did what she wanted.

"Well, I thought you meant no more tattoos as long as I lived here. That's why I moved out," She shrugged.

"I can't believe-"

"How many tattoos do you have?" Jungkook asked, cutting your dad's complaint off, causing you to look up from your hands.

"Oh, well, I honestly plan on having a sleeve. So, one piece but I've had five sessions," Your sister says sheepishly, looking down at her dinner plate.

"Cool. I have a sleeve. I can show you later if you'd like?" Jungkook offered and you looked over at your sister.

Her face lit up like a little kid getting ice cream and your face started to mirror hers.

"Yeah definitely. That'd be so cool," She nodded.

"We can go to our apartment then," You suggested, trying to respect your parents.

Once the situation fizzled out, you turned and pecked Jungkook's arm, making him look down at you puzzled.

"You're the best. She's probably your biggest fan now. After me, of course."

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mintelepathy · 2 years

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“Keep it, it looks better on you anyway”

brother's best friend jungkook

genre: fluff and some sexual tension from jungkook riding a motorcycle

word count: 1.2k

summary: a night out with your friends goes wrong and your brother's bestfriend ends up giving you a ride on his motorcycle

part 2

mlist

Come to the party, it'll be fun, your best friend said almost three hours ago. Maybe that could have been the case if it wasn't for the fact that you lost said friend the second you went through the door, were left alone for thirty minutes until the police showed up, so now you were trying to run away and hide from the authorities because the last thing you need right now is being taken to the police station.

To make things worse, you had no idea where you were, there is no sight of anyone who can give you a ride. It seems like everyone else just vanished, and your phone is nowhere to be found, just great.

You have been walking for about ten minutes when you heard someone with a motorbike approaching and slowing down to keep your pace at a safe distance.

“Hey _!” someone shouted your name and you turned your head to the familiar voice at your side.

“Jungkook?” you asked confused because you couldn’t see him well with the helmet on.

He made his way towards you, stopped in front of your now stilled body, took off his helmet, and yes, there he was.

Jungkook is no stranger to you, but you wouldn’t consider him a close friend either, he is your brother’s best friend so you are used to seeing him at your brother’s when you go visit him, which is quite often since you have a loving sister and older brother’s relationship with him. You two were inseparable as kids but then years passed, and you moved to Seattle for your studies while he stayed in Preston, where you grew up.

But back to Jungkook, you can’t deny the man’s beauty, you may even admit you had a little crush on him when you met him four years ago, but then you realized you had zero chance when your brother mentioned that he had a girlfriend. A girlfriend you never met though.

As far as you knew Jungkook was still living in Preston too, so what was he doing there?

“The one and only,” he said as he gave you one of his close-mouthed smiles. Damn, how can someone be so hot and cute at the same time? Ok, shut up conscience.

“What are you doing here?” you asked him as you smile at him too, seems like it is contagious.

“I live here” he might have noticed the confusion on your face because then he added, “We are in Preston _”

“No way! seriously?” you asked him while moving your head like crazy trying to understand why you didn’t find the place familiar since you grew up there, “Well, that explains why it took us a while to get here, I swear I’m not drunk I just didn’t pay attention in our way here”

“Believe me, I know you are not drunk” he let out a cute chuckle, “come here, let’s get out of here” he said as he motioned you to get behind him on the motorbike.

You doubted for a second because you had so many questions, but it was a late and cold night, and honestly, you wouldn’t mind the company and the free ride.

“Put this on, you’ll need it” he said as he took off his jacket and handed it to you, “this too” then he handed his helmet.

“Oh no, you need it” he had already given you his jacket and now he wants to give you the only helmet he has, maybe it is the bare minimum but these little details really warm your heart.

“Just take it, please” the expression on his face said it all, there was no way he would let you go on a ride without the helmet, so it was useless to fight him.

You put the helmet on, and tried to clip it but you just couldn’t.

You were just embarrassing yourself at this point.

“Let me” he gently moved your hair out of the way and helped you.

For some reason, you couldn’t take your eyes off his face while he clipped the helmet for you. Ok, you admit it, maybe you still have a little crush on him, “Ready, hop on now and hold on tight” He didn’t have to ask you twice, you would do anything the man said, if something was sure it was that you could trust a hundred percent in him.

You hopped on the motorbike, and hold him hesitantly by the waist. He didn’t say anything, he just grabbed your hands and place them well around his waist, your torso completely pressed to his back.

Your heart might have just jumped a little.

“Don’t let go, ok?” you just nodded.

He turned the engine on and started riding. You had no idea where he was going but you couldn’t care less.

It was your first time on a motorbike and you would have never thought how much you’ll love the feeling of being in one, twenty-five minutes passed, maybe thirty, you had no idea, but you didn’t want him to stop. The cold air hitting your body had never felt better.

You noticed where you were once you felt him slow down, you were in Seattle.

Jungkook had just ridden all the way just to bring you home.

“I’m gonna need you to be my GPS now _” he said as he placed one of his hands on top of yours, “your hands are freezing”

“I don’t really feel them so it’s okay” you joked and you felt his torso move as he laughed, keeping his hand there and just removing it when necessary.

You guided him to your apartment and arrived in five minutes. You still couldn’t believe he had just brought you home from Preston.

He stopped the motorbike and you both hopped off carefully.

He gestured for you to get closer and help you again with the helmet.

“This is insane, you just wasted like forty minutes of your time just to bring me home, I don’t even know what time is it, probably really late, so thank you” you gave him a quick hug, “Oh take this”

He stopped you the moment you started taking his jacket off, “Keep it, it looks better on you anyway”

What’s that sudden heat in your cheeks? Were you blushing? Oh please, no.

You gave a few steps back as you bite your lip unconsciously.

“So, do you have to go anywhere else now?” you asked him, not wanting him to leave.

“Nowhere specifically, probably find a gas station first if I’ll go back home” you watched his Adam’s apple move as he swallowed hard. Was he nervous? Why would he be nervous? you asked yourself.

You can’t believe you are about to ask him these, geez he has a girlfriend, you and your impulsive thoughts, “Do you- Do you want to stay the night? It’s late and you are probably tired, it was a long ride and it’s cold. We could drink some hot coffee if you want”

Oh no, you didn’t like that look on his face.

Jungkook hesitated for a second, not because he didn’t want to stay, but because he remembered a little detail, he likes you, and you are his best friend’s sister, what would he think if he knew that he spent the night with you?

He noticed the worry on your face and before you could say anything he thought fuck it, “Yeah, sure, if you don’t mind”

If he only knew…

♡

I'm thinking of making a second part for this so let me know what you think yay (and if you want to be tagged)

Ooookkk, it's been so long since I logged in on this account and I'm back, I realized today how much I missed it so you'll probably see me posting more often😊

A like or reblog is always appreciated<3

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boobo13cambridge · 1 year

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🌹 Masterlist 🌹

Kylian Mbappé 🇫🇷

Fics

Cliché? Most definitely. | Kylian Mbappé

Genre: Strangers to Lovers AU | Romance | Angst | Fluff | Smut

Summary: Once upon a time, there lived a girl who couldn't figure out her life and a boy who had the world at his feet. Neither had time for love, and both were absolutely miserable with their current predicaments. As the saying goes, expect the unexpected. Cliché? Most definitely. Does Lady Faith care? Not one bit. These types of stories have always been her cup of tea. At this point, all there is left to do is send a quick prayer that these two don’t get dragged to hell and back to satisfy an ancient deity’s hunger for drama. Alas, the odds don’t look promising. It’s been a while since Lady Faith personally took an interest in two young mortals' lives. The last time she was so meddlesome was with a certain singer and an athlete. What a disaster that was. Now, Faith looked at her two protagonists, and with a quick smirk, let history write itself.

Chapitre Un. Rien autour n'a de sens

The Summer We Were Young | Kylian Mbappé

Summary: Once upon a time, there lived a young woman named Naaz who couldn’t wait to get the hell out of her parent’s house and jet set to the French Riviera to live out her hot girl summer dreams. Tired, burnout, and angry against the world, she decides to be selfish for once and books a ticket to the beautiful city of Nice.

Unfortunately for her, things never seem to work in her favour. Along the way, she meets the most infuriating man in the world who seems to make it his life goal to make her blood boil and her generationally acquired anger issues to resurface landing her in the most precarious situations. On his behalf, Kylian was just trying to have a good time and forget about the disastrous season he just had. Dealing with loss after loss, the world-famous footballer just wanted to catch a break as he faced great uncertainty regarding his future. Get ready to follow Naaz and Kylian as they prepare to face a summer that will change their lives forever.

Chapter One. Ridin' in the drop-top with the top down

Requests

Ay, Ay, Captain | Kylian Mbappé

Summary: Y/N watches as Kylian play and lead his team to victory at Stade Bollaert-Delelis, feeling proud and overwhelmed. Five goals in one game? Surely, he served something special for such a feat, non?

Honeymoon | Kylian Mbappé

Summary: After an eventful journey, you and Kylian finally get to relax on your afternoon.

Meilleur buteur | Kylian Mbappé

Summary: Kylian becomes Paris Saint-Germain's all-time top scorer. You couldn't be any prouder of your other half.

Somebody to Lean On | Kylian Mbappé

Summary: After being eliminated from the Champions League, you join Kylian while he channels his frustrations into working out hours after the training session is over.

Magic Kingdom | Kylian Mbappé

Summary: After spending the day at Disneyland Paris with his niece and nephew, Kylian wants to start a family with you

Hold On, We’re Going Home | Kylian Mbappé

Summary: After attending a charity event with Kylian, who looked dashing in his black suit, you feel particularly needy. Once you arrive home, you realize he hungered for you just as much.

Unexpectedly Expecting | Kylian Mbappé

Summary: After feeling unusually exhausted and nauseous during your weekly gym dates, you find out some really happy news

O Re Piya | Kylian Mbappé

Summary: It’s the day of your brother’s wedding, and you're running late. The main culprit: your handsy husband who can’t seem to control himself seeing you in a lehenga.

A Mother's Remedy | Kylian Mbappé

Summary: You fall asleep on Kylian after spending the whole day taking care of the triplets who had the flu.

I’ll take care of you | Kylian Mbappé

Summary: Kylian is feeling stressed as the news that he will not be extending with PSG comes out. He seeks comfort in you.

Send That Picture Promise I'm A Keep It | Kylian Mbappé

Summary: What’s it like texting when your husband is a really busy athlete?

Drifting Apart | Kylian Mbappé

Summary: Y/N and Kylian’s relationship is crumbling as they navigate the most difficult moments of their lives. Will they stay or fall apart due to the pressure?

↳ Part I

Sheila Ki Jawani | Kylian Mbappé

Summary: Y/N is late and Kylian decides to teach her a lesson about tardiness.

Kim Namjoon 🇰🇷

Comfort| Kim Namjoon

Summary: After reading an article about your boyfriend Namjoon's personal information being tracked, you feel quite angry and the only thing you can do is comfort him.

Tom Riddle 🐍

The Heir and His Son | Tom Riddle Sr and Tom Riddle Jr

Summary: Tom Riddle Sr raises his son and it makes all the difference.

↳ Chapter One

↳ Chapter Two

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cloudykaii · 2 years

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ok but imagine how absolutely insane the boys would go if they saw 8th member yn with ANOTHER hickey but this time it was real 😳😳 praying for her rn

You didn’t even notice it this time, it was an accident. Certainly if you had, you would never have just walked into the practice room with it so clearly obvious. Well.. maybe it wasn’t clearly obvious.. since only one of them was on your neck in sight and the top of the other was just peeking out from the neckline of your shirt. You were just looking on your phone when you heard the sigh. “Y/N, sweetheart, please go wash the makeup off, we all know it’s a prank.”

Your head came up and you frowned at Jin. “What are you talking about? I thought we were having practice I didn’t put on any makeup?” You walked over to look in the mirrors anyways, just to check and make sure you weren’t crazy, there was nothing on your face.

Jungkook just raised an eyebrow. “You’re telling me that all of that is supposed to be real?”

That just made your frown further. “Okay, I know I’m adorable, but this is really aggressive for complimenting someone and honestly, I’m starting to feel like I’m walking into a trap. What in the world are you talking about?”

Having head enough, Taehyung walked over, licking his finger and rubbing at your neck, making you yelp and smack his arm, jumping away from him. “What are you doing?!” He just frowned before moving closer to try again.

“It’s not coming off,” he said like he was genuinely confused, and the lack of answers you were getting was starting to make you frustrated, and you smacked his hand again, rubbing your neck. “What? My skin? Yeah, it’s supposed to be there, dipshit! Why are you trying to rub my neck with your sandpaper hands?” You cursed, stepping away from him.

Yoongi let out a long sigh, and walked over to you, grabbing your hand to drag you to the mirror, and then grabbing your chin to make you look there before tapping your neck on your reflection, and your eyes widened when you finally saw the deep purple hickey on your neck. “Has that been there the whole time?” you gasped, turning to him with one hand over your mouth.

Yoongi scoffed. “Well none of us put it there!”

“I wanna know who did,” Jin called from the corner again, and the room went silent. You chuckled nervously. “What if I told you guys that I was acting this whole time and that this is makeup just with a really good setting spray?”

“You’re not an actress for a reason, sweetheart,” Yoongi smiled, gently pushing you by the shoulder towards the rest of the boys. “Start talking.”

#aimee grace writes #bts #bts x reader #bts imagine #bts 8th member #bts 8th member imagine #bts eighth member #kim seokjin #min yoongi #kim namjoon #kim taehyung #jung hoseok #park jimin #jeon jeongguk #bts baby blurbs #baby blurbs by aimee!

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azucarmorena97 · 4 months

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Pact

“You think we’ll always be friends?” He reaches into the bag you’re holding and haphazardly tosses a Cheeto into his mouth. You nod, looking straight ahead at the bright cityscape, “Of course.” “Wanna make a marriage pact?” He asks in a far too casual tone for such a serious topic. You roll your eyes, “We are not gonna be one of those cliché best friends that makes a marriage pact.” “Oh, come on. It’s not like it’ll happen- Odds are, I’m gonna find a beautiful model type or- or even an actress; but just as a backup plan, we can have each other.” “Backup plan, huh?” You smirk, chewing slowly. “Absolutely. It’ll be great because we’re already friends, ya know? So living together will be a breeze. It’ll be like…summer camp.” “Summer camp? You’re out of your mind.” “At least think about it, huh?” “Fine,” You sigh, passing him the bag and leaning back on the bench, arm extending behind him on the backrest. Marriage pact. What a clown…

A/N: I know I have a marriage story already in motion with Jungkook, but should I expand on this idea? Yes? No? 🙈

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taetaespeaches · 1 year

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showing care through tending to each other’s hair

bts x reader (ocs) genre: fluff word count: 2K

a/n: Hi lovelies! Here’s just some blurbs about bts and reader/oc tending to each other’s hair in different ways. Idk if this is executed as well as the idea I had in my head, but I hope you all like it anyway. I just think caring for one another’s hair is kind of romantic... maybe? Thanks for reading! :))

↬ seokjin: “What on earth did you do?” Standing at the doorway of the bathroom, you eye your boyfriend as he lowers the kitchen scissors and flashes you a bashful and guilty grin. “I don’t like when my hair covers my eyes,” he pouts cutely, making you giggle. “Those are our kitchen scissors, Seokjin,” you point out as you walk towards him to inspect his hair cutting skills. Jin turns to face you and leans against the edge of the sink, fighting desperately to not laugh at your attempt to pretend like he didn’t completely botch his hair. “How does it look?” He asks, amused by himself as you snort in response. “Your stylists are going to kill you,” you finally tell him as you trace the uneven ends of his hair with your pointer finger. “Fix it?” He suggests cutely, peering into your gaze from under the askew fringe. Gesturing for the scissors, he easily hands them over, allowing you to take over. “You should have waited for me anyway,” you giggle as his arm snakes around your waist to hold you close to him. “I have actual hair cutting shears, you know.” You watch as his plump lips curve into an amused smile as he nods at you. “This is more fun though, don’t you think?”

↬ yoongi: Your boyfriend is sleepy as he watches the basketball game, his head resting in your lap. He’s spent the first half of the game re-explaining the rules of the game to you for the umpteenth time as you toyed distractedly with his hair. It’s gotten so long, enticing you to keep brushing your fingers through it. “I think your hair is long enough to braid.” You watch as he contorts his features into a confused look that makes him resemble an old grandpa except with pouty lips. “What’s that look for?” You question as he holds back a grin. “Why would I need to braid it?” Rolling your eyes, you comb your fingers through his soft strands. “Why not?” you counter before sectioning his hair into three pieces. As you thread the pieces together, Yoongi’s head becomes heavier against your thighs, his breathing deepening. Intertwining his hair a few more times, you smile to yourself and the pretty braid on the side of his head. “See? I told you,” you tell him, holding the braid together between your fingertips. He simply smiles lazily as he pretends to ignore you, much too enthralled by the dribbling of the ball. Unraveling the strands and brushing them out, you begin again, repeating the motions over and over. Looking up at the game, you watch as one of the players gets fouled and takes to the free throw line. “Wait, why do they get to shoot for that foul but the other guy didn’t?” You ask, getting no response. Peering down at the man, you find he’s been lulled to sleep by the gentle touches on his hair. Grinning at him, you continue braiding his dark hair, happy to see Yoongi so relaxed in your lap.

↬ hoseok: “What are you looking at?” your boyfriend asks over your shoulder as you sit on the kitchen stool, peering down at the phone that holds your attention. Gasping and tugging the device against your chest, you look over your shoulder at his pretty smiling face. “Can’t a girl get some privacy with her second boyfriend?” You tease, Hoseok immediately tsking in disapproval and shaking his head. “You’re so mean,” he playfully complains as you lower the phone to let him see the images you’re scrolling through. “I want to change my hair,” you tell him as he scrutinizes the different hairstyles. He oohs in excitement taking the seat next to you and leaning over your body, touching his pointer finger to the screen and swiping through your options. “Wah,” he suddenly exhales as though he was overwhelmed just by the thought of you with the style displayed. “You’d look really sexy with this,” he kisses your shoulder, causing a small smile to tug on your lips. “A bob? You think I should go that short?” You ask skeptically. “If you want,” she shrugs. “I think it would look really good.” Smiling at him, you deposit the phone on the counter and rise to your feet to stand in front of your boyfriend, squeezing yourself between his thighs. Draping your forearms over his shoulders, you bend just enough to leave a kiss to the apple of his pretty cheeks. “You always think I’m sexy though,” you point out, Hoseok giggling in amusement. “Because you are,” he replies, wrapping his arms around the back of your thighs and tugging you closer to him as he beams. “But still, I like the bob.”

↬ namjoon: You watch in amusement as Namjoon struggles to twist the top of his water bottle off. When he looks across the kitchen island at you with wide innocent eyes, you have to fight back your giggle. Reaching out your hand, he reluctantly places the bottle in your grasp. “Arm day?” You ask as you screw the cap a little, just enough to hear the cracks of it opening. “They’re dead,” he sighs, taking the bottle back from you when you hand it over. “Thank you.” Smiling at him, you tilt your head to the side. “You look like you need to relax for a bit,” you tell him, the man giving you a soft smile. “Let me wash your hair for you.” His eyebrows lift in surprise as he runs a hand through the soft strands. “What? Really?” Nodding at him, you start walking toward the bathroom. “Come on,” you gesture down the hall, telling him to follow you. He does, like a giddy puppy, following wherever you tell him. His face is all crescent eyes, a beautiful smile, and cute dimples as you turn on the water to let it warm up. “We need to give your massive arms a rest,” you tease, though being sincere. Namjoon scoffs but smiles in embarrassed flattery, his expression handsome and slightly goofy. “Let me take care of you, babe.” You love taking care of him, and it’s not often that you get to dote on him in such a way. He shakes his head and squeezes his eyes shut bashfully, but follows his shyness by taking his shirt off and stepping toward you a bit more confidently. Perhaps you didn’t think this plan through.

↬ jimin: Standing in front of the bathroom mirror brushing your hair, you catch Jimin’s reflection entering the bathroom with his eyes glued to you. “Want help?” He asks through a stunning smile, making you lower the brush and lift your eyebrows in expectation. “You wanna help me, angel?” You ask, Jimin appearing behind you and nodding. “Let me see.” You hand him the brush and tilt your head back slightly to give him better access to the strands. His strokes are gentle as he drags the bristles against your hair, taking his time. There is no rush, as though he would love nothing more than to stand just like this until you feel completely relaxed. Jimin has always been so doting and nurturing, always caring for you in any way he can. Shutting your eyes, you allow yourself to fully appreciate his soothing motions. That is until he giggles, making you pop your eyes open to find him in the mirror smiling in amusement. “I need you to stand up straight, Dear, you’re kind of melting into me here,” he laughs, placing a hand on your hip and guiding you forward. “Sorry,” you smile, realizing you had relaxed completely into his body. However, you immediately miss the feeling of his warmth, this time taking an intentional step back against him. “Dear,” he giggles, giving up and resting his chin against your shoulder. Laughing happily, you turn into his frame and hug your arms around his slim waist. “Sorry,” you say again, this time less sincere as you smile against his neck before leaving a kiss to the spot. “No you’re not,” he retorts, wrapping an arm around your shoulders. “No, I’m not.”

↬ taehyung: Eyeing the ends of your hair, you sigh. “I need a trim,” you pout from your spot on the bed as Taehyung hangs some clothes in the closet. “Want me to do it?” He teases from across the room, a small smile on his face as he finds amusement in his own joking. “Could you?” You suddenly ask, gaining his full attention as he snaps his head in your direction, his smile dropping into a blank expression. “What?” He asks in confusion, lowering the shirt and hanger to his side. “Just the ends,” you clarify, fighting back the smile that wants to break through in response to his concern. “I was kidding,” he points out. “I’ve never cut hair before.” You can see the gears in his head turning as he tries to figure out if you’re in your right mind. “There’s a first time for everything,” you shrug. Taehyung’s expression softens slightly as he cracks a small smile, still in disbelief of this interaction. “Peaches,” he sighs, making you giggle. “Dearest,” you reply with a grin. You know the idea of trying something new excites him, and perhaps that’s why you’re pressuring your boyfriend with no hairdressing experience to trim your ends. You’re prepared to tell him how good he is at it just to watch the confidence fill up his stature in that way you love. “You’re losing it,” he then grins as you stand from the bed and make your way towards him. He hangs the shirt just before you reach him and settle your hands on his hips. “Oh, I’m batshit, baby,” you joke. Resting his arms on top of your shoulders, he leans toward you, his lips almost touching yours. “And if I fuck it up?” You shrug again, Taehyung’s face opening into a wide boxy beam. “It’s just hair, Tae.” Pushing yourself forward, you leave a soft kiss to his lips, appreciating the way he has to break away because he’s smiling just a bit too much.

↬ jungkook: Sitting on top of the bathroom counter, you toss your head back in laughter, attempting to catch your breath as Jungkook stares past you and into the mirror with his bambi eyes. A streak of blue sits across his forehead as he asks, “Do you know what you’re doing?” With your blue-stained glove-covered hands held out to the side, you pull a face of offense. “No, but when has that ever mattered?” you question him, watching as a boyish smile overtook his features. “You’ve literally dyed your own hair before, and you’re worried about me.” He glances from his reflection to you as he sighs. “Do I look hot yet?” He asks, pulling a giggle from your lips. “Super hot.” When Jungkook mentioned wanting to dye his hair blue the other day, you jumped on the opportunity to do it for him. Wiping the blue from his forehead, you whisper a quick apology. “I’ll be more careful,” you grin guiltily. “Remember, you’re next,” he warns, flashing a mischievous smile, making you bite your lower lip in thought. “That was not part of the plan,” you argue as you place more dye onto his hair, only for him to take a step away from you to shoot a glare your way. “We’d be couple goals, babe.” Rolling your eyes, you cocked your head to the side, Jungkook mimicking your sassy stance. “We gotta match.” With a sigh, you relent, never really being that against the idea, and never being able to deny him anyway. “Fine. But you’re not done yet,” you nod for him to come closer again. “We’re gonna be so hot together,” he whispers to himself, making you giggle as you get back to work on his hair.

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