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helloo if you don't mind I'd like to request for a namjoon sickfic, one where hes mentally & physically drained but forces himself to keep working to a point of passing out unconscious from exhaustion, with no. 32 from are you okay prompt if thats not too much to ask hehe😅. since I'm obsessed with your recent work "doctor's order" I'd be thrilled if you can make it a namgikook one! but if you'd prefer any other pairing it'll be great too! thank you so much for your works I love them they're so good!! & thanks in advance for this one I hope u have nice day😁🥰
Hello love! Hope you're having a wonderful day! Thanks so much for this request! I love to hear that you enjoyed my "doctors orders" mini series. I really enjoyed writing it. You're so so sweet!! I'm delighted to fill your request with best caretakers Yoonkook and one way too overworked Namjoon. I hope you enjoy it!
Pairing: Namgikook - platonic intentions but read as you want.
Prompt: "No. I-I don't-" *faints*
Words: 2411
Warnings: Exhaustion || Fainting
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Namjoon's email inbox finally reads 0. When he opened the browser, there had been 362 unread emails. But after hours of sifting through, he managed to go through each of them. He sorted them into folders, added things to his schedule, and replied to chains that required his input. It's been exhausting. But it’s the last thing on his to-do list before he allows himself to go back to the dorms.
He glances at the time on the bottom screen of his computer. 6:51 AM. He remembers looking at the same time yesterday. Has he slept since then? He doesn’t think so. And he’d pulled another almost all nighter last night to practice choreography. Thinking about it now, he’s probably been awake for over 30 hours. Thankfully, his schedule doesn’t start until noon. So as soon as he gets to the dorm, he can get a couple hours of sleep. Nowhere near enough. But better than none at all.
He hurriedly packs up his things and locks up his studio. He’s eager to get back to the dorm. Thankfully, he’s got his bike with him. And it’s a beautiful morning. So he doesn’t bother to wait for a driver. He enjoys the ride back to the dorm. It adds to his exhaustion, but he reminds himself that he’ll sleep better that way.
The other members are already up and roaming around the dorm when he gets there. Apparently, the vocal line has an early recording session. Yoongi has a solo schedule. And Hoseok’s just a morning person. As soon as Namjoon steps inside, three members flock to him.
“Namjoon-ah, can you-”
“Rapmon-hyung, I need-”
“Namjoonie-hyung, did you-”
They all speak at once. He can’t focus on any one singular request. Overwhelmed, he steps through them. “I can’t focus when you guys all talk to me at the same time. What do you guys need?” His head spins from the chaos. But he can’t just leave his members helpless.
Seokjin speaks first. “I just need you to clean up the kitchen. I cooked breakfast, there’s left overs for you. But we need to get ready to go.”
Namjoon casually eyes the kitchen. It’s a mess. But he agrees to clean it. He then turns his attention to Jungkook, “Hyung, there’s an error in my schedule. I’m scheduled for a recording session at the time of the new concept photoshoot. Which one should I go to?”
Namjoon looks at Jungkook’s schedule on his phone. The screen is pulsing in and out of his vision. He’s starting to get a headache. But when he squints, it’s easier to read. There is a pretty significant overlap in his activities. He doesn’t know who exactly made the error, but it’s his job to resolve it. “I’ll call a manager and get it figured out. That’s at 3, right? I’ll let you know where to be before then.”
“Thanks hyung,” He smiles and takes his phone back. He’s off with Seokjin to get ready. It’s just Jimin left before him. “What can I help you with, Jimin-ah.”
Jimin is sweet, kind. He doesn’t have a malicious bone in his body. A little sassy at times, but even that’s kind of adorable. Yet, when Jimin speaks, a chill runs down Namjoon’s spine. “Hyung, did you finish recording your feature for my song?”
Namjoon was supposed to record that a week ago. But it keeps slipping his mind. Not because he doesn’t care about Jimin’s song. He really does. It’s a great song and he’s honored that Jimin asked him to feature. But he’s just got so many things in his own schedule to think about, Jimin’s solo debut is the furthest thing from his mind. Still, he’s disappointed in himself for not getting it done. “Shit, Jimin-ah. I’m so sorry. I forgot again. I’ll get it done today, I swear. Before I start my schedule.”
Jimin’s heard that before. But he’s as forgiving as he is flexible. To a certain extent. “It’s okay hyung. I’ll give you one more extension. But if you don’t get it done, I’ll ask Hobi-hyung to feature.” The threat is delivered with such a simple smile. Namjoon feels like he’s entered a mafia film. There’s another chill as Jimin walks away. He fears what might happen if he doesn’t record the track, apart from losing his feature.
Yoongi is sitting on the couch, pretending he hadn’t paid attention to that whole ordeal. He eyes Namjoon carefully. Noting how tired he looks. His eye bags are bad. They’re deep purple and puffy, like he hasn’t slept in a while. His skin is pale, like he hasn’t had a decent meal in a while. And he’s swaying where he stands, like his muscles have already given up on him. “Namjoon-ah,” He calls to get the leader’s attention.
Namjoon’s shoulders scrunch in fear when he hears his name. He’s terrified that Yoongi’s going to have another request for him. He doesn’t think he can manage any more. The newly assigned tasks have already taken those few hours he had planned to sleep from him. Still, he can’t say no to his hyung. “Yes, hyung.”
“Do you want me to clean the kitchen?” Yoongi offers. He’s still got a half hour before his ride arrives.
Namjoon hesitates. His immediate gut instinct is to say yes. But he knows Yoongi. He probably helped Seokjin cook. So it wouldn’t be fair for him to cook the meal and clean up. So he swallows his reaction and shakes his head. “No, I’ll get to it.”
Yoongi pouts. If Namjoon’s not going to accept his generous offer to help, then he’ll just get to the root of the issue. “You look awful, Joon. You should rest.”
“I’ll take a little nap later. I’ve got too much to do now.” Namjoon replies, mostly to convince himself. There’s an obvious disappointment in his voice.
“Alright, if you’re not going to rest, you’re at least going to eat.” He stands off the sofa and drags Namjoon to the kitchen. Namjoon sits at the kitchen island while Yoongi warms up his breakfast. He doesn’t leave until Namjoon’s finished the whole dish.
While he’s in the kitchen, Namjoon decides to start cleaning. Yoongi subtly helps out, putting away stray ingredients and wiping down the surfaces. Namjoon’s just left with the dishes, which he can let air dry. But dishes for seven is still a daunting task.
He finishes the dishes after the rest of the members have already left. He decides to take a shower, hoping some cool water will help him stay awake. After that, he calls the manager to work out the issue with Jungkook’s schedule. Then, it’s back to the studio to record the track for Jimin. He’s not sure how many takes he will need, but he’s motivated to get it right the first time. That way, he can steal a nap on the sofa in his studio before dance rehearsal.
It takes longer than he hoped. He can’t get the lines right, he keeps stuttering and stumbling over the words. The one time he had been able to get it right, he forgot to hit record. But after somewhere around three dozen runs, he manages to get the lyrics, timing and rhythm right. He quickly sends the track to Jimin and looks at the clock. 11:02. He’s determined to use those left over minutes to get some sleep. He sets a timer for 11:50 and lunges himself onto his couch.
But sleep does not come easy. He tosses and turns for a while, his mind is flooded with thoughts that convince him he’s forgetting something. He knows he isn’t. But he still can’t shake the feeling. And when he does finally doze off, his alarm startles him away 10 minutes later. 10 pathetic minutes have to push him through the rest of the day.
He gets up and goes to meet the members at the dance studio. He’s the last one there, everyone else already starting warm up stretches. He quickly joins them. His stretches are lazy. He’s unsteady on two feet, so balancing on one to stretch his legs just doesn’t happen. He can feel it’s going to be a dreadfully long rehearsal.
Yoongi’s been eyeing Namjoon since he entered the studio. He looks about a thousand times worse than he did that morning. He knows if Namjoon participates in this rehearsal, it’s going to end badly. But he also knows Namjoon’s not going to listen to him. Yoongi giving a speech about rest might as well be the dictionary definition of hypocritical. So he decides to recruit a support, someone Namjoon can never say no to.
Jungkook’s engrossed in stretching, going above and beyond as usual. Yoongi nudges Jungkook and gestures for him to go toward the cubbies. Jungkook, ever obedient, hops right up and follows Yoongi. “What’s up, hyung?”
Yoongi gestures for Jungkook to keep his voice down, sending obvious side glances at Namjoon. “Joon’s not going to make it through this rehearsal. He’s way too tired. He needs to go home.” The rapper whispers.
Jungkook looks at Namjoon with concentrated eyes. Thankfully, Namjoon’s too disoriented to feel his stare. The maknae nods with wide eyes as he sees Namjoon sway and hold his head. Yoongi’s right; he looks rough. “He looks like he’s about to pass out any minute. Hyung, there’s no way he can dance like that.”
“I know, Kook,” Yoongi reaffirms, “That’s why I’m asking you to make him go home.”
Jungkook’s eyes grow impossibly wide, “Me?” he points to his own chest.
“Yes you. Use those special maknae powers you’ve used to enchant us for all these years.” Yoongi shoves the youngest back toward the center of the studio.
Jungkook turns and looks back at Yoongi, “There’s no powers, hyung. You all just like me.” He bares a wide toothy smile and Yoongi rolls his eyes. He’s still convinced it’s magic or something.
Jungkook approaches Namjoon carefully, like he would a wild deer; he doesn’t want to spook him. “Hyung,” Jungkook starts.
Namjoon looks at him, “Yes, Jungkook?” The leader leans against the mirror. It’s hard for him to keep his eyes open.
“You should rest. You’ve been doing too much.” It’s easy for Jungkook to put on a sulky pout and bat his wide doe eyes at Namjoon, “I’m scared you might hurt yourself.”
Namjoon just nods. He hadn't heard a single word Jungkook said. His head is pulsing behind his eyes. But whatever it was, he assumes a nod and a smile can handle it. He even manages to put a hand on Jungkook’s shoulder, just to show a touch of physical acknowledgement.
“Hyung, are you going to rest?” Jungkook asks.
Before Namjoon can react, or not react, again, their choreographer bursts into the room and immediately queues the setlist. “Let’s just jump right into it! Everyone get into positions.” He calls.
Namjoon sees the blurry figures of the members get into formation. He quickly joins them, standing as close as possible to where he’s supposed to be. Yoongi and Jungkook share a knowing look. Jungkook shrugs his shoulders with a heavy sigh. Yoongi knows it won’t end well.
And Yoongi’s partially wrong. Because what never actually starts cannot end. Namjoon misses his initial cue in the opening sequence completely. He recognizes that the music has stopped, the blurry figures are closer to him now. There’s a hand on his shoulder, “Namjoon-ah, are you okay?” Hoseok asks.
Namjoon shudders. He hears a piece of the question. “No. I-I don’t-” it all he’s able to stutter out before his knees buckle and he falls into Jungkook’s waiting arms. The maknae scoops him into his arms with ease.
While the rest of the members and the choreographer exchange garbled looks, Yoongi barks orders. “Jungkook, carry Namjoon to his studio. I’ll meet you there in a few.” Jungkook’s already gone, “Jimin-ah, can you find water for when he wakes up. Hobi, can you talk to a manager about clearing his schedule? It may affect our schedules as well, but Namjoon’s in no condition to work today. Taehyung, get a medic to meet me in Namjoon’s studio. I think he just passed out from exhaustion, but he should be checked out just because he’s unconscious. Jin-hyung, see if you can arrange a ride back to the dorms. He can rest in his studio for now, but he’d rest better in his own bed.” No one questions their role. They all leave to complete their assigned task dutifully.
Yoongi then addresses the befuddled choreographer, “Choreographer-nim. I’m sorry we wasted your time,” He bows deeply, “We will work 10 times as hard in our next practice. I will make sure of it.” He promises as he chases down the hall to catch up with Jungkook. He doesn’t wait for a lecture. PDnim can give him one later. And he’ll gladly accept it. But he doesn’t have any regrets about how he handled the situation.
Yoongi inputs the passcode to Namjoon’s studio and kicks the door open. Jungkook carries Namjoon inside and gently sets him down on the couch. Namjoon stirs at the movement. He squints his eyes open a bit, “What happened?” He asks, last he knew he was in the dance studio.
“You passed out,” Yoongi supplies, “I told you that you needed to rest.” he scolds.
“I told you, too,” Jungkook adds, although less harsh than Yoongi’s tone.
“I’m tired,” Namjoon replies, not at all shocked by the fact he passed out.
“Then go to sleep, Joon.” Yoongi pulls a blanket over Namjoon’s large frame. The spare blanket in his studio hardly fits him since he bulked up.
“Yoongi and I will take good care of you,” Jungkook smiles wide watching Namjoon fall asleep much more peacefully this time.
Namjoon’s able to sleep through the medical exam. He’s asleep when their driver arrives. He stays asleep the whole ride home and even as Jungkook carries him into the dorm. He doesn’t even stir when Jungkook accidentally drops him on his bed a little too soon.
He sleeps until late at night. When he wakes, Yoongi and Jungkook are sleeping back to back, their heads tilted against one another. Their necks will surely hurt in the morning. He looks at the moon through the poorly closed curtains and decides to sleep again. He’ll remember to praise Yoongi and Jungkook when the sun comes up.
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A/N: As always, thanks for reading to the end! Feedback is always appreciated. And please let me know if I missed any tags or TWs. Please call me out for any errors you notice!
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ot7
jungkook-centric
Canon Compliant, Platonic Relationships, Hurt/Comfort, It Gets Worse Before It Gets Better, based on run ep.110 and 111, Sad Jeon Jungkook
17.1k words
rating: G
he tries again. maybe they're just trying to make the show more interesting, maybe if he asks enough times they'll tell him it's just a joke, a prank to keep the viewers entertained. he doesn't think they would just leave without anyone staying back and waiting for him.
or: after a bad day of filming run, jungkook finds himself in need of some comfort - a comfort he doesn't get
#okay this is the only thing i've written but i'm kinda proud of it#ot7#ship: ot7#ship: poly#canon compliant#hurt/comfort#jungkook-centric#platonic relationships#my writing#bts fic#bts fanfic#there's a very minor#yoonkook#that's also platonic#but i'm tagging anyway cause i'm trash#ot7 fic
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Yoonkook prompt - warlock / hamster
Yoonkook prompt - crack XD, familiar x witch, lil angst? Jkkie is so cute and protective, powerful Yg, platonic coven OT7, side pairings of vminhope and namjin.
Jungkook should have known that he would struggle in this new town. He didn't think he would be almost eaten though.
Well, it was kind of Jk's fault. He should have been wary of this new town, and not made the dumb decision to go snuffling in the forest in his teeny tiny hamster form.
Dumb decision number two was not running when he sensed the presence of other familiars.
But why should he? All the familiars he's met before have been friendly, and they can sense what he is, so Jk had just sat back on his haunches innocently, blinking up as the other familiars crept into view.
He wasn't sure how many there were, just that they were /big/.
A fox, maybe a wolf between them, and Jk had just sat there, waiting for maybe an introduction, maybe even a warning about the town from his fellow familiars.
.....
Instead, they had just... stared at him. Licked at their teeth, tension slowly filling the air.
These new familiars weren't friendly. They weren't kind, were just /cruel/. Snapping their teeth at Jk's tiny, trembling form, laughing as a few of them fought over who was going to /eat/ him.
/Eat/ him?!
Jk squeaked, stepping back.
He had never heard of other familiars trying to do such a horrible thing - apart from the rumours that doing of such /may/ increase a familiars power. But who would be so cruel?
And now, now Jk is running for his /life/.
His hunters, now lost to the trees behind him, had offered him a generous headstart.
Jk's head /hurts/ and there are tears pricking behind his eyes. Why- what did he do wrong? Why are they- why are they /mean/? Jk is just new to town, he didn't-
He's sorry if he did something wrong!
Jk runs faster, tiny lungs squeaking as his little feet throw him over the forest floor. There's a howl filling the air, blood-curdling and warning, and a violent shiver shakes down Jk's spine.
They're coming.
Somehow, with leaves crunching behind him, Jk /throws/ himself out of the treeline, a tiny white ball spinning through the long grass.
He can't breathe, everything is shaking, panic a pure red /blur/ over his eyes, and Jk needs to- he needs something-
Something flares on the edge of his senses, something safe, safe, safe, and Jk /veers/ in that direction, Something snaps at his back and it's just terror, terror, shaking, shaking- /Safety/. And Jk is scrambling upward, quick as a whip.
Violently scrabbling up this person, up their leg, up over their chest, and he's /diving/ into the neck of their shirt with a terrified, ear-piercing /squeak/. The world is still spinning, still racing around him as Jk clings, sobs against bare skin.
He's shaking, shaking and nauseous, terrified to the /core/ and he sucks in a deep, trembling breath. There's warm skin against his fur, a bare chest - Jk has tucked himself into the jut of someone's collarbone, hidden underneath their shirt.
Now that the panic has lessened a little, his heart beat still racing - Jk can hear the snarls of the other familiars, the pacing amidst the grass.
The chest underneath him shakes as the person starts to speak.
"What do you think you're doing?" The low, growling voice asks, and Jk /shakes/ - until he realises that it's not directed at him.
"Was turning your feet to jelly for an entire week not enough?"
The familiars growl, curse under their breath.
"Clear off," The man snarls and Jk shudders with /relief/, "Leave the poor thing alone, you rats."
The familiars snarl among themselves, angry, hungry, but Jk hears them leave - rustling away through the grass with a string of curses leaving their mouths.
Jk is /safe/. /Safe/. But he's still shaking.
It's clear that the man would much rather Jk get /out/ of his shirt and return home, but Jk's heart is racing far too fast, and his anxiety is still spiking, so the man eventually relents and brings him home.
Makes him a tiny, matchbox bed and retreats to his own room.
Jk sleeps well that night. It's only when he wakes the next day, small and exhausted, that he registers it. The faint, faint taste of /magic/ within this man's house. He's a witch, maybe a warlock. But clearly, he's a /weak/ one. Not that that's a bad thing!
His magic aura is just very... faint. But he's a witch, and a kind one at that. Jk watches with large eyes as the man makes his entrance into the kitchen, hair fluffed and eyes swollen.
He fetches Jk clean clothes, feeds him breakfast and asks for his name.
It's rather mortifying to recall the events of last night, and Jk shudders just at the thought, almost dropping his spoon - but the warlock seems indifferent.
His name is Min Yoongi, Jk finds, a man who only lives in town for brief periods.
And then Jk is walking home, wrapped in a strange coat, mind buzzing. There was something alluring about Min Yg, even if his magic trace is very, very faint.
Over the next few days, Jk learns about the man. Yg is known to keep to himself, a 'strange one' as some people say.
And despite his best efforts, Jk just... can't forget him.
And it all comes to a head a few days later - when, startled by thunder, Jk shifts into his hamster form, utterly shaking. And who finds him, scoops him up with soft, warm hands and cradles him close?
Of course, it's Yg, Yg with his faint, alluring magical scent, his coarse but gentle hands.
And low and behold, something starts to bloom. It isn't a bond, it's too soon, but Jk finds himself inside Yg's house more and more.
Tucked inside the pocket on the man's breast, napping or simply looking out at the world with large, cautious eyes. Or maybe he's perched on Yg's side, nibbling at a tangerine slice as he watches the witch cook.
Or sometimes, he's fighting for his life as he's attacked by a butterfly, Yg chuckling lowly nearby. It's peaceful. It's so, so peaceful, and Jk quickly grows to love his little matchbox bed by Yg's own.
There are clothes in the warlock's closet for him, tiny hamster tunnels slowly appearing around the house.
Jk can almost /taste/ the bond. Can feel it when one night he creeps from his matchbox bed and slips on Yg's cushion, making a small nest in his hair, snuggled up to his scalp.
(Jk doesn't use his tiny bed again, even though Yg grumbles XD)
It's just quiet, quiet and peaceful, and Jk can feel an odd feeling of protectiveness growing. The town's people give Yg weird looks sometimes, muttering behind his back.
Yg's magic isn't very strong, and Jk finds himself drawing up full height, cautious and protective.
(It all comes to a head one day in the supermarket, when someone casts a dirty look at Yg, and jk, perched on his shoulder, draws up to his full, muscular hamster height and starts to /squeal/.) (He might feel big, might feel like a big guard dog, but he's utterly adorable, and Yg has to bite back a coo every time. Look at this tiny hamster trying to protect him XD)
They're so close to a proper bond, so, so close to sealing an official familiar bond, and it's just.... /peace/.
It's peace until one day, Jk is sleeping in a tiny, plush basket in the kitchen, half-snoozing as Yg packages jam next to him.
He's startled awake by the abrupt slamming of a door somewhere, and with bleary eyes and soft, sleep hamster squeaks, Jk realises that Yg is no longer beside him. He can hear footsteps, multiple sets of them, and a foreign voice cuts through the air.
"Hyung, you can't hide out here /forever/," This new voice says, and Jk blinks slowly, watches through large eyes as Yg walks back into the kitchen.
The warlock blinks at him, something fond fluttering over his face, and he gently strokes a long finger down Jk's little nose.
Jk's eyes are growing heavier by the second, and he rests his chin on the edge of the basket quietly as Yg picks up a half-filled pot of jam.
"Hyung!" The new voice insists, drawing closer, "You gotta come back! You can't stay here and hide forever."
"I damn well can," Yg snaps back, but there's no fire behind his words. Jk sees someone new entering the kitchen, walking into their little haven of home. They're about Yg's height, a stern but playful expression splashed over their face. "Yg-Hyung... Come on!"
The man seems content to go on, mouth opening to begin his scolding again, but his eyes fall onto Jk in his tiny basket. And his mouth drops open a little more. Jk sniffles in confusion. "Hyung," The man says slowly, eyes not leaving Jk's tiny form.
"Hyung... is that a... a /familiar/?" He says the word so incredulously as if the very concept of Yg being seen in a room with one is a legendary /myth/. "Leave him, Jimin-ah," Yg says gruffly, spoon clinking against the glass of a jar.
Jm makes a little sound of /awe/ and Jk draws back, tucking his quivering nose into a blanket as Jm stares at him through large, curious eyes. His face is a /little/ too close for comfort, and Yg seems to think so too, as he seizes the back of the man's hoodie. Yanks him back.
"Don't disturb Jk-ah, please." "Jk-ah," Jm breathes, eyes glistening, and he spins back to face Yg, face lighting up. "Oh, /Hyung/, you have to come back to Seoul! The balance is shifting, of course, but you have to introduce this little guy to everyone-"
Jk squeaks softly and closes his eyes, curling back into his basket. He ignores the conversation that floats over his head, too tired to understand. Something about the magic balance, going home, bleh, bleh blah.
"Jk-ah wants to go home, too. Right, little guy?" Jk lifts his head a little, eyes squinting. He squeaks softly, and Jm seems to take that as a /yes/, beaming up at Yg. "/See?/ Even your familiar agrees, Hyung, oh, I'll let the others know-"
Yg rolls his eyes dramatically, reaching over to carefully pick up an edge of the tiny blanket with careful fingers. Carefully tucks it over Jk, sealing him into a warm little cave. Jk purrs in delight as the witch runs his fingertips down his back, talking softly.
So, it's no surprise (a little surprise) when Jk finds himself (not even a week later) tucked into Yg's breast pocket, suitcases packed, with Jm bustling them into a dark car, /beaming/. They're going to... Seoul? Why?
Jk spends much of the trip asleep, a tiny little lump in Yg's pocket, lulled by the rumble of the car engine. He barely wakes when they stop at a restaurant a few hours later, squeaking in defiance as Yg gently strokes him awake. He wants to /sleep/!
"I know, sweetheart," Yg grumbles to him, cupping Jkkie in his palm, "But you need to eat, hmph? Come on, let's get you into some clothes." Jm watches them with a quiet, curious gaze. Jk squeaks grumpily but relents. He shifts to his human form in the restaurant's bathroom and presses through the door, out into the dining area, with fluffed, messy hair and loose clothing clinging to his body.
He spots Yg and Jm almost instantly - tucked in a little booth - and wastes no time squishing himself to Yg's side.
Jm /coos/ at him, smiling at Jk with such /fondness/ that it makes Jk /blush/, and Yg tells Jm off with a mock, scolding tone. He doesn't bother to listen to their conversation, just busies himself in devouring the rice and fried chicken in front of him.
Yg keeps piling different meats and vegetables onto his plate and Jk almost /swoons/, eating until he will be a little round-ball when he's a hamster, eyes growing heavy.
Moments later, they're back in the dark car, an icecream pressed into Jk's hands.
It barely takes ten-minutes after he's finished with his dessert for Jk to shift to his familiar form - clothes drooping around him as he grows small, and he nibbles at Yg's hand until the witch scoops him up and puts him back in /his/ pocket.
Jk sleeps.
And only wakes when he feels movement, the slamming of a car door. With a sleepy chirp, he pokes his little nose out of YG's pocket, squinting in the sunlight. There's a large house in front of them, tucked in a suburban area, but there is space and /trees/.
Jk sniffles softly, watches through quiet eyes as his warlock collects their bags from the car, follows a happy Jm who scampers quickly toward the front door. Up the steps, one, two, and there's a strange feeling rippling through Jkkie's body and-
Jm kicks the front door open with a yell, quite the entrance honestly, and Jk scowls, tucking back inside his pocket. He can hear new voices, but what /really/ shocks him is the heavy /shudder/ of magic that drips down his spine, curls around his body.
There are some very, very powerful warlocks here. /Very/ powerful. Why is Yg with them? No offence to his lovely witch, but... "-And I walk into the kitchen and guess what?! Guess WHAT?!" Jm is yelling, and Jk purses his lips, /dear god/.
"There's a /familiar/. Hyung has accepted a /familiar/!" "A familiar?!" Someone asks incredulously, disbelief clear in their voice, "Yg?!" "We're not officially bonded yet," Yg grumbles, but no one seems to pay attention to him, the noise increasing.
He only gets a few more moments of shelter, because Yg is plucking him out of his pocket with gentle hands and presenting him out to his.. coven? Mates? Five sets of eyes staring at Jkkie in astonishment, eyes wide and mouthes open.
Jk quickly learns that this coven contains three warlocks. The eldest of the coven, Seokjin, then Yg, and then the youngest one being Jm. There are three familiars between them, Jkkie learns, once he's dressed and sitting at the kitchen table, Yg serving him a cup of hot chocolate. There's Namjoon, a golden retriever familiar who is that of Sj's, and then a lynx familiar, Hoseok, and a hawk - Taehyung, who both belong to Jm.
(There's something /about/ these people. Like him, not many people /want/ a dog familiar,especially not that of a domesticated breed. Witches normally steer for big, angry animals, fierce ones like Hs, the lynx.) Which means that these warlocks have to be powerful enough on their /own/ that they don't warrant a terrifying familiar.
Hs isn't that scary either, Jk learns in coming days, the lynx is much more of a lap cat than a fighter, curled up on a massive pillow in front of the fireplace. But Jk is /confused/. Because Sj and Jm /reek/ of magic - it drips off of them in waves.
And then there's his warlock - a faint, but pleasant buzz of magic - but it's barely there in comparison. It's a little strange, sure, but the coven seems content, so Jk just focuses on settling in.
Until one night.
"So," Th drawls one night when it's just them, familiars tucked on the couch for a 'familiars only evening', "How did you manage to snag Yg, huh, Jk-ah?"
Jk shrugs. "He saved me from being eaten."
"No wonder, you're such a cute thing," Hs coos and Jk rolls his eyes fondly.
"Yeah, but Yg normally doesn't get attached," Nj comments, wriggling his feet in his fuzzy socks, "He's had /so/ many familiars come before him, some incredibly strong ones too, /begging/ for him to bond with them, and he never has."
"Of course Yg-Hyung wouldn't want /them/," Th chuckles, pinching Jk's cheek, "He was waiting for his little sweetheart-"
But Jk's brain has short-circuited. "/Tons/ of familiars? Why?" Familiars have /begged/ his Hyung to take them on?
His Hyungs stare at him owlishly. "Oh, sure," Hs chirps, "They've been after him for /years/, it'll be a relief, honestly, now that he's chosen you."
"But why.. Yg-Hyung?" Jk asks in confusion, eyebrows furrowing and Nj blinks at him.
"Well... scoring The High-Warlock of Seoul as your witch is quite the feat, Jk-ah-" Nj has continued to talk but all Jk can hear is /static/.
"High.. Warlock?" Nj looks worried now. "Jk-ah... Yg is the most powerful Warlock in all of Korea, if not the /world/."
And Jk's brain /collapses/. Oh my /god/.
TAGS: super powerful Yg x tiny hamster familiar Jkkie, Jkkie is like a tiny power booster XD, sweet, falling in love, protective Yg, Jk probably gets kidnapped at some point and escapes in hamster form, Yg would do anything for Jkkie.
Platonic OT7, yoonkook, side vminhope, namjin - relationships, Yg gets angry when he's protecting Jk, Yg would end the world if Jk asked, Jk might be small but he packs a punch XD
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Fiction Writing
Explicit pieces are written in red
Marvel
Steve cooking
Stony/Stuckony - Fireworks
Omegaverse - Tony is Bucky's son
Post-Avengers 1 Shrunkyclunks
Trans Steve AU
What If SHIELD found the Winter Soldier first
Steve cutting Bucky's hair
SteveTony & Ropes
Stevie doesn't know (about the assumptions)
The Mechanic
Fondue
SteveTony - Amnesia
Harry Potter
Drarry - Muggle things
Drarry - Nightmare
Darry - Mourning
BTS
Taegi - Vampires
Jungkook - Swimming
Namgi - Roadtrip
Vmin - Hybrids
Jungkook centric - Superheroes
Jungkook/hyung - Eye contact
Jungkook/YN - Long Distance
Vminkook - Double
Hyung Line - Friends with Benefits
Platonic Yoonjin - I got out
Namkook - Want
Namgi - Villains
OT7 - Tentacles
Namgiseok - Dominant
Sope - Touch Starved
Namkook - Alphas
Namgi - Small
OT7 - Band AU
Namgi - Gym Session
Namgi - Training
Namgi - Rivals
OT7 - Vampires & Apocalypse
Yoonkook - Drinking
Minjoon - Stop Talking
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3. What are some tropes or details that you think are very characteristic of your fics?
10. How do you decide what to write?
13. Are there any tropes you used to like but don’t anymore?
17. What highly specific AU do you want to read or write even though you might be the only person to appreciate it?
50. If you had to write an OT7 fic based on your instrumental song, what prompt do you think you would write?
luce coming in with the fucking questions that are going to make me think (how dare you make me think, luce!! USING MY BRAIN?!?!?!)
3. What are some tropes or details that you think are very characteristic of your fics? (look i started putting the questions in my answers and so i have to keep doing it!)
seeing the world through the eyes of a character, Struggles especially with mental and Trauma, and maybe friends to lovers. i mean everyone writes these and i love them which is why i love writing them. i don't necessarily describe the world in detail around the character, i don't particularly care what outfits look like (unless i'm describing the guys outfits lol) or the rooms that they are in; i want these details to be slightly oblivious sometimes, if it pertains to the story that is different. but i have noticed that i really lean heavy onto what the world looks like through the eyes of the characters especially when they're going through a mental health thing.
10. How do you decide what to write?
i've always written. since i was a young kid i told stories. my parents used to write down some of the stories, i would dictate to them and they wrote them down (i need to find these). that translated into writing fanfic (before i knew what fanfic was) in a binder and in journals after i fell in love with every.single.man. in lord of the rings. i've written short stories, started a few novels, finished writing a novella, and again fanfic. it's just what i need to do. i love writing. (i also hate it. i fucking hate it.)
13. Are there any tropes you used to like but don’t anymore?
inexperienced v. experienced (when it comes to smut), i am leaning slightly away from the dom/sub thing tho i still read it ... or rather, i should correct myself... male dom/female sub. i want those roles reversed baby!!! college aus.
17. What highly specific AU do you want to read or write even though you might be the only person to appreciate it?
hmmmm i honestly don't know. i'm sure there is something out there. OH! a few aus that i have wanted to read lately have been pacific rim (i might have to read it because i've only found one) and there was one other specific au that i was looking for and i couldn't find but i can't remember what that was!!
50. If you had to write an OT7 fic based on any instrumental song, what prompt do you think you would write?
hahahahaha i am writing a yoonkook fic based on this max richter piece (sort of...)
but ot7?!?! i have been obsessed (and i mean obsessed) with vivaldi's four seasons lately, but more specifically winter this version (because the variation and pacing is so fucking brilliant!!!!)
and as for the prompt i think it would just be so much fun to have it be some sort of metaphorical dance around relationships be those platonic or romantic. the slowness of some at the beginning and then the quick steps, the trips, the falls, the anxiety(!!), the storm of falling in love. it would be lots of fun!
questions for fic writers - ask
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Stories Above Concrete
by: annie_vi
pairing: jimin/jungkook
info: chaptered 8/8 complete (100,967)
tags: Writer Park Jimin (BTS) // Artist Jeon Jungkook // illustrator extraordinaire to be exact // Amnesia // Memory Loss // Social Anxiety // Anxiety Attacks // Strangers to Lovers // Emotional Hurt/Comfort // Slow Burn // Feelings Realization // Warm and Fuzzy Feelings // Explicit Sexual Content // Falling In Love // Happy Ending // there is a dog and you will like him more than the humans in this fic // yoonkook are platonically in love // You might want to bring Tissues // The Author Regrets Nothing
summary: An unexpected accident stole precious years of Jeon Jeongguk's memory from him, years that he cannot get back. In the midst of his recovery, he meets the man who just moved in across the hall, Park Jimin, who teaches Jeongguk that new memories can heal all wounds.
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Self-Rec Game!
Thank you @chimknj for tagging me in this as it gave me a reason to go back and look through my fics again! 💗
There are currently 74 posted with my name on AO3 O.o
So that’s why it took me a little while to decide on my personal favs. I noticed that most of them have fantasy elements (hybrids, magic etc.) so I guess my love for fantasy is kinda showing in my writing too ;D
Anyways, here are my own top 10‘s!
1. Give me your hand and I'll hold it
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Fandom: Stray kids
Pairing: Bangchan x everyone (not necessarily sexual, btw)
AU: wolf pack
Chan is living together with the other six members of his pack. It’s a calm life - until one day he runs into a fellow wolf named Minho. The other looks scared and Chan tries to help but taking Minho in isn’t as easy as it first seemed – because Minho can’t get away from his past.
My latest fic and one of my first stray kids ones I posted.
I was a little bit nervous because of the fandom switch - so I’m really happy about all the kudos, sweet comments and positive feedback I’ve gotten so far :)
2. Lost and Found
(written with @softjeon, like the following fics)
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Fandom: BTS
Pairing: YoonKook
AU: Hybrids; Pika-hybrid!Jungkook x human!Yoongi
Jungkook as a pika Hybrid is just so cute! If you don’t know what Pikas look or sound like you should totally look them up for an extra serotonin boost :3
I don’t want to spoil too much but after the angst there’s lots of cuteness, so it’s worth it I promise ;)
3. Birds of a feather
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Fandom: BTS
Pairing: YoonKook
AU: Hybrids; Eagle-owl!Yoongi x white-tailed-Kite!Jungkook
Another hybrid one, another yoonkook – and yet this has a completely different vibe!
I loved the whole idea with the mating ceremony and the nest building and it was fun to describe the different feathers and looks!
Yoongi cleaning Kookie’s wings at the lake... *sighs dreamily* I just really enjoyed this universe
4. Home
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Fandom: BTS
Pairing/main characters: Namjoon and Yoongi (platonic)
AU: Hybrids; Arcticfox-hybrid!Yoongi & human!Namjoon
Another hybrid one, this time platonic, with Namjoon stumbling completely unprepared into being a hybrid owner. More exactle, the owner of an arctic-fox-hybrid who’s still half wild and anything but tame. Yoongi cherishes his freedom more than anything… at least in the beginning ;)
5. Caim
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Fandom: BTS
Pairing: NamGi
AU: Magic, Witch!Yoongi x human! Namjoon
Closely followed by „Color me in“ where BTS are all witches and Jungkook has to figure out his magic) but I really like Yoongi as a witch in this one. I think he just fits the magic!Aesthetics so perfectly <3
Namjoon finds Yoongi with a little help from Yoongi’s cat who likes messing with his owner. They’re both interested in each other – but then Namjoon catches Yoongi doing spell work, the spell goes wrong and suddenly Namjoon is marked by a deadly curse!
Not gonna spoil the ending though ;)
6. The perfect Illusion
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Fandom: BTS
Pairings: MinJoon, YoonKook
AU: Geisha/TeahouseAU with Namjoon and Yoongi falling for Geisha!Jimin and Maiko!Jungkook
This one is a classical hurt/comfort one about the fates of two people in a teahouse: Jimin as a Geisha and Jungkook as the Maiko he took under his wings. It’s a colorful, dramatic AU with 81k to enjoy!
Please read the tags first though to make sure you’re aware of the TWs!
7. Drown in me
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Fandom: BTS
Pairings: YoonKook
AU: PirateAU, with Captain!Yoongi and Siren!Jungkook
I simply LOVE seacreatures!
Especially with mermay happening right now, this is a great read for you if you like exciting quests by ship, including pirates and a splash of magic ;)
8. Wolfsbane
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Fandom: BTS
Pairings: YoonKook
AU: WolfpackAU
It was a close call between this and „Everything you’re not“ (another wolfpack-AU, with Jikook as a wolf-and-human-pairing) but „Wolfsbane“ won, because I adore Jungkook as this wild and playful newly turned wolf who rushes head on into lone-wolf-Yoongi’s life. There’s an old feud between Yoongi and the pack that took Jungkook in (the rest of BTS) and …
you’ll have to read it to find out what it was about and what will happen to Yoongi and Jungkook ;)
9. Through the Veil
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Fandom: BTS
Pairings: YoonKook
AU: Demon/UnderworldAU; demon!Yoongi x (spoilers!XD)Jungkook
Number nine is this monster here!
TTV is unbelievable 126 k long and contains Jungkook summoning demon!Yoongi by accident who then pulls him into a world of mythical creatures and gods, where Jungkook has to face the underworld and decide between life and death.
10.And, last but not least, number ten, equally shared by these two „Oldies“
Speed Lane (a MinJoon racer!Au) and Solanacea
(a MinJoon fic which is summarized as „How a gang leader fell for a cute little stripper by accident“. It’s a full on GangAU that’s connected with „Colorblind“,another story in the same universe.)
They are both a little older but that’s exactly why they came to mind.
It was back when iI still put way too much thought into what to name the chapters for each fic, „Speed Line“ even had an extra part where I explained their meaning and all! Nowadays I’m lazy and just use numbers XD
Well, that was a lot! :D
Kudos if you read this all <3
I hope you found something that intigued you and you’ll enjoy what you chose (please tell me if you did <3)
Have fun reading!
C.
P.S. For this game I tag @dreamcatchersdaughter @jkeuphoriadreamland @lizardkingeliot @jeonsdear @today-we-will-survive
#tagging game#self rec#my works#mywriting#Which ones are your favourites?#I still can't believe I have 74 works on Ao3 XD
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AUTHOR
Hello, I'm Nine. I'm a 17y/o male from Canada. I have ADHD, and am both autistic and disabled. I've been a writer for as long as I can remember for one reason or another. I dropped the hobby around Covid due to schooling and have since decided to pick it up once again. I'm a French immersion student, and after I graduate in May I plan to go into Journalism and general writing.
WORK
Much of my writing is OC based or fanfiction. I'm an ARMY (9 years as of this year!), so much of my work is adjacent to the HYYH storyline and universe, along with my own AU versions of the characters present (and I'll note now that my work is never based on the actual group members). Much of my work is Vmin or Yoonkook centric, both platonically or romantically. I have a lot of OCs I've adapted and adored since I was young. Maybe I'll make an intro post for them.
GOALS
Hoping to actually finish and post some of my fic drafts. I'd also like to work on a storyline focused on my OCs, along with just generally improving my quality of work.
MISC
I have no real DNI beyond the basics (no bigotry, etc) and don't mind anyone interacting. I appreciate criticism and feedback on my work, and my messages are always open. Even when I seem IA, I'm probably just lurking.
YOU CAN ALSO FIND ME HERE:
@hyyhdisorder : darker themes, no cws
@dejamuse : writings, musings
hyyhdisorder on Twitter : privated, follow requests open.
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writer chat tag game, tagged by @ladyflaggermus
What is your total posted word count on ao3?
121,482
Do you have a routine for writing?
Somewhat... I usually open up my notebook in class and jot down scenes or ideas or plots or I'll go to a cafe to write with some music. I tend to be productive at night as well.
What (are) your favorite tropes/pairings?
Secret Identities, Fantasy/Modern Magic, Supernatural/Mundane pairings, Royalty, Betrayal... Found family, Hurt/Comfort, Surprise Adoptions :)
Currently... SBI (platonic), Dreamnap (not platonic), Hobling (The Sandman)
All time... Yoonkook (BTS), Namyoonseok (BTS), Victor/Yuuri (YOI)
Do you have a favorite fic you've written?
I'm split between I Don't Have Time to Maintain These Regrets and We Are Waiting Here For Catastrophe... Seeing as those are my two long ones.
Your fic with the most kudos?
(Being) Cared For with 600+
Anything you don't like about your writing?
I often feel as if my writing falls flat emotionally and my descriptions can run kind of long. I have trouble making sure that my plots flow logically and don't stagnate.
Now something you do like?
I like my inital plot ideas and my use of metaphors for foreshadowing.
Tagging (if you want to do it!): @sarnakhwritesthings @nosebridgepinch @mundybundy @pawzlett
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hey, which bts ship is your least favorite?
Hey! I'd say... all of them? I only "ship" Jikook, but I don't call it shipping. I genuinely believe in a romantic connection between them, so I'm not "shipping" them just for shits and giggles. Any other BTS ship is super weird to me, especially the ones with Jungkook, because he's Bangtan's baby.
Like, to me, the BTS members are family so the idea of shipping them is weird. However, they aren't actually family so, in theory, nothing stops them from being attracted to each other or falling for each other (as long as their sexuality is compatible with that). As it is, though, nothing about the members indicates that they share non-platonic feelings for each other. Even if RM sometimes looks at Jin as if he's in love, it's probably just admiration, I wouldn't ship them for it.
Tbh, I read fics so I'm used to ships. There are members with chemistry that I can easily see as romantic in the sense that, if they were actors, they could play a couple. For example, when Taejin start "flirting" on stage, I can picture them as an on-screen couple - but that doesn't mean they are really into each other. RM and Jin definitely have great chemistry, as do Vmin, Yoonmin, Sope. I can see why these are popular ships - the members are cute and funny together and have good chemistry, and, in each of these pairings, one of the members seems to admire the other a lot, to the point where people interpret it as an unrequited crush that makes them "shippable" (see RM with Jin, V with Jimin, Suga with Jimin and J-Hope). But their chemistry is still platonic to me.
But, yeah, to answer your question, there are certain pairings where I cannot, for the life of me, twist their chemistry into something remotely romantic. I can look at Namkook and say Jungkook looks like he has a crush on RM, but RM treats JK like a little brother. Jinkook are 100% sibling material to me - anything else is gross. Same with Hopekook and Yoonkook. I'm not going to list all the pairings I don't get- and I don't truly get any pairing - but anything with Jungkook other than Jimin is a no-no (I understand the appeal of Taekook, chemistry wise, when they're on stage, but there's nothing distinctly romantic about them; they're often like little kids together, and their on-stage chemistry partly stems from the fact that V has chemistry with anything, and I mean anything).
Really, any ship is a big no to me, but some feel wronger than others. Like, if you told Jinkook people shipped them they would both throw up in their mouths a bit, but if you said this to Taejin only Jin would throw up and V would probably laugh a bit. I'm not sure I made sense now but whatever, my brain is kind of fried.
Thanks for the ask! I don't think this made any sense... I don't like shipping videos, edits or analyses, but, at this point, I'm used to the jokes, gifsets, and fics. With fics you have characters and not the real members, so it's whatever; as long as you don't try to force a narrative on these ships, I don't care. But Jungkook with any non-Jimin member is just gross.
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Doctor's Orders (Part 2)
Summary: “I spoke to a manager.” He starts and both Jungkook and Namjoon are alert now. Nothing good ever comes after a sentence like that. It shows even Yoongi is at his wits end of what to do in the situation.
Pairing: Namkook || Namgi || Yoonkook - Intended platonic relationships between members.
Words: 5151
Warnings: Emeto || Injured Member || Graphic Descriptions of Illness || Sick Members || Swearing/language || Hospital Stay || Guilt/Shame themes
Dedications: Part two dedicated to @jinsoo-ficplace as this is a continuation to her lovely original request. Thank you for you kind feedback on the first part. And for coming up with ideas for the continuation. I tried to include a bit of everything! I also might have gotten carried away again. I won't apologize for it. I hope the sequel satisfies! <3
See Also: Part One
Jungkook wakes up refreshed. He can’t recall the last time he’s woken up on his own accord, no blaring alarms or hyungs crawling over him, pestering him to get out of bed. He wonders what woke him from such a peaceful, needed rest and realizes the answers shortly after when his stomach rumbles. Memories of the afternoon’s events flood his mind and he quickly remembers that he’d never gotten a chance to eat. Everything happened so fast, his hunger the furthest thing from his mind as he tended to Namjoon. But now it’s well after any acceptable dinner time and he’s starving. His body won’t let him forget it.
Namjoon’s still asleep next to him on the bed, but Jungkook can see that his sleep is not sound. Namjoon’s got his arms wrapped around his middle and he’s letting out soft whimpers in time with angry gurgles. Jungkook brushes his knuckles against Namjoon’s forehead and feels the heat of fever; a reminder that Namjoon’s body is working hard to fight an infection. A quick glance at Taehyung's desk clock confirms that they’ve been asleep for hours. Jungkook knows that Namjoon’s stomach it’s at 100% yet if the constant gurgling noise is anything to go by. But Jungkook is grateful that Namjoon vomited in over 4 hours. He’s grateful that his hyung can get uninterrupted rest. He hopes it’s a sign that Namjoon’s on the mend.
Jungkook decides that Namjoon will be fine for a few minutes by himself. He moves to stand, determined to satiate his hunger and possibly return to sleep. But when his feet hit the floor, pain shoots through his ankle at the slightest pressure. He curses at himself, remembering the increase in pain he felt after sprinting to Namjoon’s side. He hoped it would go away, but it seems persistent. He’s in more pain now than he was when he acquired the injury. It’s not fair. Still, as frustrated as he is by the pain pulsing up his leg, he can’t bring himself to regret helping his hyung. He’d do it all over again in a heartbeat.
Unfortunately, the pain in his ankle isn’t enough to distract him from the aching hunger he feels. He really needs to eat something or he’s worried he’ll start to feel sick himself. Jungkook scans the room in vain, his crutches aren’t there. He knows he left them in the living room. But there’s always a teeny, tiny possibility that they miraculously appear next to him. It seems to happen a lot recently. Though he suspects that’s more his hyung’s subtle doing than any force of the universe.
There’s a shuffling on the lower level of the dorms. Jungkook assumes another member has returned home. He listens carefully to the pacing of the steps and the weight of each step and quickly determines it’s Yoongi’s noncommittal shuffle trekking between the living room and the kitchen. He’s thankful it’s Yoongi. Yoongi always knows what to do in times of crisis.
Usually, Jungkook just shouts to the other members in the dorm until he gets attention. But Namjoon’s sleeping and he does not want to wake him. If Namjoon wants to sleep through the night, he sees no problem with it. So he opts for a quieter way to get attention from his second oldest hyung. Jungkook reaches for his phone and dials Yoongi’s contact.
It rings three times before Yoongi answers it, forgoing any formalities. “Oh, good, you’re awake. Maybe you can finally tell me what the hell happened here today?” It sounds harsh, Yoongi’s using his thickest satoori and his lowest tone. But Jungkook knows that’s just because he cares. He imagines Yoongi was probably freaked out by the leftover piles of vomit when he walked into the dorms.
“Sorry, hyung. I meant to clean up the kitchen. I’ll take care of it soon. But-” Yoongi cuts him off.
“Hyung already cleaned up. You don’t need to worry about that. Who got sick?” Yoongi asks, wanting Jungkook to get on with it.
“Namjoon-hyung. He ate some bad food. I think he has food poisoning, hyung.” Jungkook explains the events that led them to taking a well-deserved nap in the middle of the afternoon. Though he conveniently skips over the part when he ran on his ankle and probably did more damage. He decides he’ll tell the members when they are together. That way he only has to listen to one long lecture and not six shorter ones.
“Aish, Jungkook-ah, why didn’t you call someone when you started noticing he wasn’t okay. Hyung could have helped you.” Yoongi scolds. It appears Jungkook’s not getting out of any lectures anytime soon. “You’re in no condition yourself to be taking on any other responsibility. You should be focusing on getting yourself healed up.”
Jungkook picks up on the subtle nod to the fact that Jungkook is the maknae. He hates when they pull that card. He remembers a few months ago when Seokjin fell ill. No one told him to slow down. No one had told him to focus on himself. But because Jungkook is a couple years younger than the rest of them, he needs to be protected. He needs to be babied. He hates it. It made sense when he was still a teenager. But he’s an adult now. He can make his own decisions and deal with the consequences. Still he can’t shake the feeling that no matter what he does, it’s always somehow wrong in the eyes of his hyungs. He really is trying his best.
He doesn’t argue with Yoongi. It won’t get him anywhere and he knows it. But he’s not going to apologize, either. He has no regrets. He hopes that one day, he’ll be able to break free from the juvenile persona. He just gives a curt hum in reply.
Yoongi seems to pick up on Jungkook’s frustration. He’s been through a lot. He should probably cut him some slack. “Nevermind it, there’s nothing we can do about what has already happened. How’s Namjoon doing now?”
Jungkook turns to look at Namjoon still asleep next to him. “He’s still sleeping. He’s got a pretty nasty fever.”
Yoongi’s concern skyrockets. “I’ll be right there.” He hangs up the phone and minutes later walks through the doorway. Jungkook smiles softly when he sees Yoongi carrying his crutches. He actually wanted them, but didn’t want to ask. He’s never asked for them, and asking for them might alert his hyung to the fact that he really needs them now. Yoongi sets the crutches by the bed and says nothing. He’s all out of energy to lecture, having channeled all his energy into making sure his dongsaengs are okay. “How many times has he thrown up?” Yoongi asks, taking a seat on the edge of the bed beside Jungkook. He keeps his voice low.
“At least twice. Once in the bathroom, I think, then again in the kitchen.” Jungkook supplies.
“Poor Joonie. And he hasn’t had anything to eat or drink?”
Jungkook shakes his head, “Not since breakfast shortly after you and Hoseokie-hyung left.”
Yoongi clicks his tongue, “He needs to drink something. He’s going to get dehydrated.” He looks carefully over at Namjoon, curled up against the wall.
Jungkook’s eyes widened in surprise. “You mean you want to wake him up?”
No. Yoongi really doesn’t want to wake Namjoon up. He knows Namjoon is tired and needs rest. He knows Namjoon’s body is working to heal itself and resting helps him to heal faster. He really doesn’t want to do anything that would disturb his dongsaeng’s sleep at all. But according to Jungkook, Namjoon’s running a fever. And there’s not a drop of sweat to be seen. It worries him. He thinks they’ve already passed the point of dehydration. He needs to get some fluid into the leader as soon as possible.
“Yes, wake him up. I’ll get water.” And Yoongi is gone in a matter of seconds.
Jungkook sighs. He really doesn’t want to wake Namjoon. But Yoongi’s probably right, Namjoon should drink something. So begrudgingly he starts waking the leader. He tries to be gentle, combing fingers through his hair and applying light pressure to his shoulders until the older finally stirs from sleep.
The first thing Namjoon does is complain, he’s annoyed to be awake. But the second he lays eyes on Jungkook, his entire demeanor shifts. “Jungkookie. How’s your ankle? Do you need me to get you something?” Namjoon sits upright in the bed and immediately regrets it. He doubles over from the pain in his stomach. New cramps forming in addition to the bubbling nausea. Jungkook is quick to assist.
“Easy, hyung. Nice and easy.” He helps Namjoon lay back down in the bed. It seems more comfortable that way. “I’m okay. Don’t worry about me.” Jungkook starts rubbing gentle circles over Namjoon’s stomach. He can feel the knots beneath his palm. “You’re alright. You’re okay. Do you remember what happened today?”
Namjoon thinks hard for a minute, some of the pain eased by Jungkook’s belly rubs. “I think I got sick.” It’s all he can recall.
Jungkook hums an affirmation, “Yeah. You ate some bad food. But you’re gonna be okay. Yoongi-hyung is here now. He’s going to help.”
Like clockwork, Yoongi re-enters the room. In one hand, he’s carrying a tall glass of ice water with a purple bendy straw poking out. In the other hand, he holds a pre-packaged sandwich. Yoongi passes the sandwich to Jungkook. He’s long come to the conclusion that the ramyeon in the microwave was intended to be a meal for Jungkook. And since he never got to eat, Yoongi figured the maknae might be hungry. Judging by the way Jungkook stares at the sandwich with admiration, he thinks he’s right. Jungkook makes room for Yoongi on the bed, ignoring the way that shifting makes his ankle throb. He hastily digs into the sandwich after thanking Yoongi for the meal.
Yoongi smiles softly at Jungkook, then shifts all his attention to the leader. “Namjoon-ah, hey. How are you feeling?” Yoongi’s tone is so gentle, a complete 180 from the Yoongi who angrily answered the phone to Jungkook’s distress call.
“My belly hurts,” He whimpers, “I’m not feeling good.” Jungkook’s a little jealous that Namjoon’s just openly admitting it now. He thinks of all the things that could have been avoided if he’d just said that hours ago.
"Aww, Joonie, I'm sorry you're not feeling good," Yoongi plays with Namjoon's hair. It's damp, and Yoongi takes that as a good sign. Sometime recently, Namjoon had been sweating. He hasn't been dehydrated for too long. "Think you can take a few sips of water for hyung? It might make your belly feel better."
Namjoon's reluctant at first, eying the glass hesitantly. But it only takes a soft "Please, for hyung," to relinquish all Namjoon's suspicions. He wraps his lips around the straw and takes three big gulps before pulling away. His hand immediately goes to his stomach. He can already feel the tiny bit of water sloshing uncomfortably inside.
"Great job, Joonie." Yoongi praises, "You know, Jungkookie also wants you to feel better. Can you take a few sips for him, too."
Jungkook understands his role and immediately slips into character. He looks at Namjoon with a mouthful of deli meats and a pleading look in his eyes. He bats his eyelashes and tilts his head to the side just to exaggerate the dramatization. If he weren't still chewing, he'd throw on a pout as well, just to really sell it.
This time Namjoon doesn't hesitate and takes a few more, much smaller sips of the cool liquid. It feels good in his throat despite the heavy way it falls into his otherwise empty stomach. In total, he's drunk about a third of the glass. But he figures it's only a matter of time before he sees that water again.
Yoongi isn't satisfied. It's nowhere near enough to replenish all the hydration he's lost from the combination of vomiting and sweating. But he's attuned to his dongsaeng’s discomfort. He guesses the little water he drank isn't sitting well. Yoongi decides to hold off on encouraging Namjoon to drink more, even though there's still four members he could use to encourage Namjoon to drink more. He wants to see how Namjoon's stomach is going to react.
They aren't waiting long. Everyone in the room can hear Namjoon's stomach sloshing. But no one says anything. Namjoon doesn't want them to say anything. It's only when Namjoon hiccups twice in quick succession that the pair reacts.
"Hyung, the bin." Jungkook states urgently like Yoongi's not already halfway across the room in pursuit of the bin. He returns just in time to shove the bin under Namjoon's slack jaw.
Another hiccup shakes Namjoon's body and forces up the meager contents of Namjoon's stomach. A slurry of clear liquid swirled with traces of bile pours from his mouth into the bin. He dry heaves over the bin a few more times, excruciatingly empty. It hurts. Tiny tears fall from the corners of his eyes. Jungkook is quick to wipe them away with his thumbs before they run to the tip of his nose.
After the fit, Namjoon collapses back onto the bed and starts working out the cramps knotting his stomach with his knuckles. Jungkook quickly joins in with his own hands. The leader whimpers desperately. "Ugh, it hurts. Make it stop."
Yoongi sets his hand on Namjoon's knee in sympathy. "Jungkook, can you go-" He cuts himself off when he notices how the maknae is rubbing his ankle. There's a faint twinge of pain on the youngest's features. "What's wrong? Is your ankle bothering you?"
Jungkook intends to downplay it. But Namjoon speaks before he has a chance. "It's my fault. He came to help me when I got sick. He didn't use his crutches." Namjoon winces after a nauseous burp.
"I'm sorry, hyung." Jungkook adds quickly, "I'll use the crutches from now on. I promise. Don't be mad."
Yoongi can't be mad. In fact, he's proud of his youngest dongsaeng. So he ends that discussion there with a soft smile. He reframes his original question, adjusting his plan so that Jungkook can stay resting as well. "Jungkook, stay here and keep an eye on Namjoon. I'm going to get him a heating pad for his stomach."
Jungkook nods, relieved that he doesn't have to listen to another lecture about what an inconvenience he is to the team. He cards his fingers through Namjoon's hair and rubs Namjoon’s stomach as Yoongi leaves the room.
Yoongi returns with a hot water bottle and an ice pack. He sets the water bottle on Namjoon's stomach and the ice pack on Jungkook's ankle wordlessly. Both dongsaeng are grateful to have Yoongi around.
Namjoon’s able to relax a bit when the water bottle is placed over his stomach. He lets out a relieved sigh and curls himself around the bottle. Yoongi lets them get comfortable, making sure they aren’t in too much pain. Namjoon is just about to drift off again when Yoongi starts speaking.
“I spoke to a manager.” He starts and both Jungkook and Namjoon are alert now. Nothing good ever comes after a sentence like that. It shows even Yoongi is at his wits end of what to do in the situation. “I’m really worried about your stomach, Namjoon-ah. You need fluids. And if you can’t get any orally, you’re going to need an IV. The managers told me to get you to try drinking again. If you can keep a decent amount down for over 30 minutes, you don’t need to go. But if it comes back up, I’m calling a manager and you’ll be taken to the hospital.” Yoongi’s attention shifts to Jungkook, “And you. If Namjoon goes, you’re going too. Just to make sure you didn’t actually tear anything or break anything. If Namjoon can stay, a medic will be coming by the dorms to check you out.”
There’s resounding complaints from the two. Both begging not to be taken to the hospital. Namjoon doesn’t want to draw attention to himself, potentially causing a scandal. There’s already been a formal notice regarding Jungkook’s injury, but he doesn’t want to be more of a burden to the team. Neither of them wants to leave the dorm.
Yoongi’s heart hurts listening to the cries of his dongsaengs. But it’s not up for negotiation. “I’m sorry, but the decision is final.” Yoongi affirms, placing a hand on each of the younger ones, trying to comfort them. Namjoon cannot cry. He has no fluids to spare.
Eventually, the two youngest come to terms with the recommendation. They return to their previous positions on the bed. Namjoon’s still basking in the warmth of the water bottle. Jungkook’s ankle is starting to go numb from the ice pack. “Namjoonie, are you ready to try drinking again?”
Namjoon’s stomach is still roiling, despite the relief offered by the heat. He anticipates the water won’t sit well again. He was only able to keep the water down for 10 minutes the first time. 30 minutes seems like a lifetime. But he’s determined to keep it down. Avoiding a trip to the hospital depends on it. So he nods his head and sits up just enough to have a drink. He’s bold. Taking 10 large gulps from the glass before leaning back.
Yoongi checks his watch to time 30 minutes. Jungkook tries to be encouraging, knowing that his hospital fate is entirely dependent on Namjoon. It’s an unfortunate circumstance to be in. He wants Namjoon to be able to keep the water down. But he doesn’t want Namjoon to have to force it. In his head, he’s torn on how to best support Namjoon at the moment.
It’s an excruciatingly long time, Namjoon realizes, as he’s 15 minutes in and miserable. He’s burping or hiccuping every few seconds, and each one makes him more nauseous. His stomach’s doing full somersaults in his abdomen. But thankfully, nothing’s come up yet. Jungkook and Yoongi are talking at him, trying to distract him from his own agony. But it’s not enough to pull him away. He keeps a hand on his stomach. The once hot water bottle is now just warm, it’s not doing as much as it was to ease the cramps. Every time his body jerks he fears the worst. But it’s only 15 more minutes. 15 minutes and then maybe Yoongi will let him sleep again.
Namjoon makes it to 28 minutes. 28 agonizing, painful, pitiful minutes of feeling like absolute shit. Then his body can’t take it anymore. “Hyung,” He swallows, then immediately swallows again. “I’m gonna…” He has to close his mouth to prevent anything from spilling out.
Yoongi passes him the previous bin and Namjoon’s stomach immediately empties inside. “I’ll call a car.” Yoongi shuffles out of the room, sparing Namjoon one more sympathetic gaze.
Despite Jungkook’s disappointment that they now both have to go to the hospital, he doesn’t want to see Namjoon sick. He does all that he can to provide comfort while Namjoon continues to spew stomach contents into the bin. When Namjoon can finally catch a breath, he looks up at Jungkook with guilty eyes, “I’m sorry, Kook-ah. I tried.”
Jungkook's chest aches with devastation. “Don’t apologize. You don’t feel good, hyung. I’m sorry if you felt pressured to hold back because of me.” Maybe Jungkook’s giving himself too much credit, but he can’t stand the thought that Namjoon forced himself to suffer on his behalf. “Look, maybe going to the hospital is for the best. We’ll go to the hospital and then we will both start feeling better. How’s that sound?”
Namjoon nods, opening his mouth to spill another mouthful of liquid into the bin. “Don’t leave me?” He begs, fevered glassy eyes quivering with tears.
“I won’t.” Jungkook knows he will. Not of his own volition, but he knows once they get to the hospital, they’ll be shuffled into separate examination rooms. Jungkook will probably have to get an x-ray. Namjoon will be assigned a room and prodded with needles. He knows Yoongi’s only able to stay with one of them. And it’d be dangerous for him to wander back and forth across the hospital. So the other will be with a manager, which is to say they’ll be alone. But Jungkook hopes Yoongi stays with Namjoon. He needs more support right now. “I’ve got you, hyung.”
“The driver’s already on their way.” He explains, quickly getting to Namjoon’s side. He eases the leader off the bed and hands him a travel bag to be sick into. “Jungkook-ah, are you going to be okay getting downstairs by yourself?” He asks, slinging one of Namjoon’s arms around his shoulder. The height difference makes it comical, but Namjoon can barely support his own weight. And Jungkook’s crutches are bearing his weight, so there’s no one else for the job.
Jungkook is quick to situate himself on his crutches, taking a few practice steps. He wishes he would have spent more time actually practicing how to use them because now he needs them and doesn’t know how to most effectively maneuver on them. But he can manage, “Yeah, I’ll be okay. Don’t worry about me.”
“I’ll always worry about you, Jungkook-ah.” Yoongi casually remarks as he starts taking strides toward the steps. It’s challenging trying to keep in time with Namjoon’s sluggish movements, but they make it to the door. Yoongi’s responsible for putting on everyone’s shoes by the door. When the driver pulls up, they’re off to the hospital.
As expected, they’re separated at the door. Barricades of staff members try to protect them from the public eye as they’re whisked away to isolated examination rooms. Yoongi follows Namjoon, but asks Jungkook to keep him updated as much as possible. While the doctors examine Namjoon, Yoongi updates the rest of the members who are still at the company with schedules. He fears the member’s wrath if they find out through social media that two of their leader and maknae have been rushed to the hospital.
The responses he gets back in the group text aren’t much better. About a million questions about what happened and why they are just hearing about it now. But still a lighter sentence than if he’d not told them at all. He takes a break from the group chat when one of the doctors approaches him. It’s buzzing 30 times a minute while he’s talking to the doctor.
“It seems Namjoon-ssi contracted Salmonella food poisoning, a pretty aggressive case.” the doctor, Gyeon Sunbok, MD. as Yoongi reads off her lab coat, explains. “We’ve started him on two IVs. One with fluids and electrolytes to combat the dehydration. The other is an antibiotic to help flush the bacteria from his system. We’ve also administered an injection of fast acting fever medication to bring the fever down. Once he’s properly hydrated, his fever should be lower. But it’ll likely linger until he clears the infection. We do want to keep him on observation until his hydration levels increase. At least for the night. We’ll reassess his need for the IV medicine in the morning.” Yoongi nods in understanding. Sunbok continues, “I’m also restricting him to a liquid diet. I’d encourage him to put something in his stomach. Maybe broth, or jello. Just to help with keeping him nourished. His body will need the energy to fight the infection. I’d hate to have to add another IV for nutrition.”
Yoongi thanks her and updates the group chat with this new information. There’s resounding disappointment at the news that Namjoon will have to spend the night in the hospital. But complaints quickly turn to excitement when Jimin recommends that they all spend the night in the hospital with him. For support, of course. There’s no one in the group chat that would complain. It would usually be Namjoon, reminding them that they shouldn’t be galavanting around in public so loosely. But Namjoon’s not participating and no one’s willing to take his spot. So with collective agreement, they reconcile to meet up at the hospital after their schedules.
With that decided, Yoongi sets his phone away and goes to sit closer to Namjoon. It’s odd to see the younger so at peace. It would be more peaceful without the beeping monitors and IV drip bags, and needles stuck into Namjoon’s skin. But for the first time, Namjoon looks like he’s not in pain. So all the excess must be helping. Yoongi’s relieved to see beads of sweat starting to form on Namjoon’s forehead. He’s never been happier to see perspiration in all his life.
Namjoon’s not asleep for long. He blinks himself awake under the harsh fluorescent lights of the hospital room. He sees Yoongi. But his eyes don’t stop as he continues to scan the room. “Where’s Jungkook?” He slurs, still disoriented from sleep.
Yoongi sits on the bed and takes Namjoon’s hand, giving it a soft squeeze to let Namjoon know he’s there, he’s supported. “He’s getting his ankle looked at. He’ll come over once he’s done.” Namjoon just nods. “How are you feeling, Joonie?”
Namjoon takes a second to answer, assessing himself. His stomach still aches, but it’s not as bad as before. His head still feels fuzzy, but it’s nowhere near the heavy fogginess that he felt at the dorms. “Better, I think.” He admits.
Yoongi smiles, “Think you can eat something? The doctor said you can only have liquid foods. Maybe a jello cup.”
Namjoon sighs, memories from earlier rushing in. “Ugh, hyung. Why are you always trying to get me to ingest something?” He puts a hand on his stomach and it does actually feel very empty. He even feels a little hungry. Maybe he should try eating something.
Yoongi laughs, knowing Namjoon’s only trying to joke. “You need to get your strength back if you want to get out of the hospital anytime soon. Can’t you just try some?” He tries again, already picking up the phone to order. Namjoon counters with an equally snide remark, and the banter continues, even when Namjoon’s jello finally arrives.
Their playful bickering is interrupted when a nurse wheels Jungkook into the room. The older members assess Jungkook, pouting in the wheelchair, arms crossed, and ankle bound in a boot. They quickly forget their humorous banter, knowing Jungkook will not be in the mood for jokes. The nurse can feel the tension in the air and leaves as soon as she locks Jungkook’s chair next to the members in the bed. She pops back in and sets his crutches near the door.
The three members are silent, Jungkook doesn’t acknowledge either one. He’s still stewing in his own anger. When Yoongi’s about to break the silence, Jungkook finally explodes. “Six weeks! I have to wear this boot for six fucking weeks! All because I can’t take care of myself. This never would have happened if I’d just used the crutches like I’m supposed to. Now I’ve gone and messed everything up for the team. Why do you guys even keep me around? I can’t even follow simple instructions.”
Jungkook continues to rant and vent about the circumstances until he hears a faint “I’m sorry” from Namjoon. It forces Jungkook to look at the reality that his hyung is lying in a hospital bed with needles stuck into his arms and monitors strapped to his chest. He suddenly feels bad for snapping. He’s not the only one feeling things right now.
“I’m sorry, hyung. I’m just frustrated. But I don’t regret helping you.” Jungkook assures, because he knows where Namjoon’s mind has gone. And he never intended to make Namjoon feel guilty about the comeback date. He’s truly only mad at himself.
“Jungkook-ah, I know you’re upset. And you’re entitled to feel all of your emotions. But we shouldn’t be focusing on hindsight. We should only be looking to the future. So we talk to PD-nim, we talk to the choreographers, and we work it out. That’s what we do. Everyone will understand. ARMY will understand.” Yoongi adds. “And Joonie, you never could have known you’d get sick today. Jungkook did all the right things. It sucks that he’s cut a raw deal out of it. But he says he doesn’t regret his choices, and you should believe him. You’ve got your own burdens to bear here, you can’t be shouldering Jungkook’s too.” Jungkook and Namjoon are silent. There’s nothing for them to say, they know Yoongi’s right. “Now, that’s enough moping for one day. Let’s just take the rest of the night to be thankful that you’re both going to be okay.”
Silence settles in the room again. But it’s not as tense as before. Jungkook clears his throat, “Joonie-hyung. Are you going to eat that Jello?” Namjoon passes the cup to Jungkook without hesitation and Yoongi glares.
“I’m ordering you another one.” Yoongi insists, phone in hand.
“Can you get some ice cream too?” Jungkook asks, already finishing off the small jello cup.
Yoongi can’t hold back his laughter, letting the phone slip from his hands. “Jungkookie, you know you can have real food, right. Only Namjoon’s on a liquid diet.”
“I know, but I really want ice cream. Please.” Jungkook’s big eyes leave Yoongi powerless to deny him.
“Ooooh, are you getting ice cream! I want some!” Taehyung dashes through the door at the mention of ice cream, followed by the other three members who put in special requests as well.
“What are you guys doing here?” Namjoon asks. There’s not enough seating in the room for all of them, but they make due. Jimin and Taehyung occupy corners of the bed, wanting to be closest to Namjoon. Hoseok’s seated on the windowsill, surveying all the members fondly. And Seokjin claimed the only actual chair in the room.
“We’re here for you. Yoongi-hyung told us you and Jungkookie had to go to the hospital. We weren’t going to make you stay here by yourself.” Jimin runs a hand through Namjoon’s hair.
“Or worse, with only Yoongi-ah to keep you company.” Seokjin jokes. It earns a laugh from the other members, Yoongi excluded.
“We’re sorry for showing up empty-handed.” Hoseok adds, “Someone didn’t want to stop on the way.” Hoseok’s gaze turns to Seokjin.
“Because our presence is enough of a gift, of course.” Seokjin almost sounds offended that Hoseok would assume otherwise. Again, the room fills with laughter.
Namjoon looks over to Jungkook. Jungkook notices and wheels himself closer to the bed so he can hold Namjoon’s hand. While they look around the room, lively with the conversations of their members, they know they share the same thought. They don’t need their health. They just need each other.
A/N: As always, thanks for reading to the end! Feedback is always appreciated. Please let me know if I missed any tags or tws. Please call me out for any errors you come across.
Also, I realized halfway through writing this that I have another fic in WIPs with sick Namjoon and Yoonkook caretakers. I'll probably set that on the backburner for a bit since I've just done this one. But this combination will definitely happen again at some point.
#bts#bts sickfic#bts emeto#sick!Namjoon#caregiver!jungkook#injured!jungkook#caretaker!namjoon#caretaker!yoongi#tw emeto#bts canonverse#namkook#namgi#yoonkook#platonic bts#aki sickfic#aki writes#aki requests#other bts members present
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(18/?) It’s all about the other side! Jikook, Yoonseok au! (This part continues below!)
The St. Rosemary Academy is the perfect boarding school for the lucky ones who have rich parents. It’s the elite. Only about 8% are not rich, or even poor. They are getting in with the help of scholarships. It’s for statistic. Everyone knew that.
This school is ruled by richness. Those without these privileges are meeting the hell in this place. The pretty folk bully the poor, and the poor endure it silently.
And why? Because all of them believe that this school is the ticket to the world of money.
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Jimin just came back to his room as he heard the silent sobbing sounds. With a deep sigh he closed the door and looked at the mess on Jungkooks side. Clothes were spread on the floor and the stuff on his desk were all over the place. That was unusual. Normally Jungkook was very organized.
And then there was Jungkook himself. The always bratty and mean rich bad boy on this school. The one who created the bullying rule. He was so weak right now. He was under countless blankets. But even that couldn’t subdue the crying. “Jungkook…”
The younger one didn’t answer or even move an inch. He already knew that Jimin was here. They texted each other just a few seconds ago. A chat that still felt unreal for both of them.
With slow hesitate steps Jimin crossed the room and stops right in front of Jungkooks bed. He put his phone in his back pocket and ponder what he should do now. “Hey, uhm… should I call Seokjin or Yoongi?”
At first Jungkook didn’t say anything in return. Jimin patiently waited and didnt know why he didn’t just leave and let the younger deal with his problems on his owns. They weren’t even close to friends after all. “Should I-”
Suddenly Jungkook pushed the blankets back and sat up. His eyes were red and teary. “No…” He wiped his tears away with his hands and hug his knees to his chest. “Can I ask you something?”
Jimin gulped. He was shocked to see Jungkook like this. Sure, he already saw him weak the one time in the swimming hall. And after the news about the engagement as well. But never like this. Something must have happened. “Go ahead.” Jimin had to clear his throat because he felt a big lump in it.
“Can you like… hug me? Or I mean, something like a hug? Just… lay you’re arms on my shoulder or something? I just… I need… I…”
Jungkook bit his lip and seemed lost for words. He blushed a bit. Maybe out of embarrassment.
Jimin eyes widened. He didn’t know what to say to this. Very slowly, almost like someone put on the slow motion button, he sat down beside Jungkook. “Okay…”
Awkwardly he lifted his arm and placed it on Jungkooks shoulder. It was weird. If felt weird. “Like this?” He wanted to punch himself in the face. Why couldn’t he just shut up?
But Jungkook only nodded and closed his eyes. He took a deep breathe and put his forehead on his knees.
#jikook social media au#yoonseok social media au#media au#social media au#jikook#yoonseok#it's all about the other side#platonic yoonkook
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Hii! Thank you so much for your work, your recs are always on point. Do you know some fics (pairing doesn't matter) where yoonkook is like best friends for life? Thaaank youuu!
Thank you!!
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Fight Club // Chapter Three
“So let me get this straight.. you got pissed off at each other, beat each other up, had a heart to heart whilst drinking and then called Namjoon because you realized you were bleeding?” Jin asks with his arms crossed looking between the two of us.
“Jin you don’t get it, we felt things. We don’t do that. There was nothing we could do.” Yoongi slurred as I nodded my head vigorously.
Jin’s face pinched together at that “You don’t feel things?” His voice sounding strained and the tips of his ears are starting to turn red.
“Jin, Jinnie, Jinothy, that sounds weird can I call you Jin?” He pinches the bridge of his nose and sighs.
“Jin, Yoongi and I we’re like.. like.. Naruto and Sauske!” It’s Yoongi’s turn to nod and he holds his hand out to high five me. We miss and he cracks up.
“That explains nothing!” He walks out of the kitchen “Namjoon I’m letting your idiots bleed out. They’re shinobi they should be able to handle it.” There’s a muffled ‘what the hell’ and a slamming door.
“Ooh, we got in trouble.” I laugh. I look over at Yoongi to see his face he’s gotten serious. “What?”
“I think we could be shinobi.” He says with a straight face. “Hell yeah, we could!” I laugh so hard my sides hurt. “I’m going to be the next Hokage.” Yoongi smiles at me “Believe it!” He hits my back and I fall off the counter. I mumble a dammit and look up to see Namjoon facepalming harder than I’ve ever seen anyone facepalm in my life.
“What the hell guys?” I shrug against a chorus of Yoongi’s laugh. “Come on, I have a case meeting in three hours and you pissed Jin off we need to figure out what to do with you.” He holds his hand out to help me and after a couple fumbled misses I take it and he pulls me up. His phone starts to ring “I have to take this, get out of Jin’s kitchen before you break something and he beats both of you up.” He answers the phone and motions in the general direction of the living room.
We walk down the hallway “Why in the hell are there so many pictures of Jin on the wall?” Yoongi falls on the couch and I spin to look at the media center. “There’s so many, when did we do this?” I go to sit in the recliner that turns out is a few more feet behind me. I fall with a thump and lean back on the seat. Yoongi laughs “Because we’re at Namjin’s dumbass.” I let out a little ‘oh’ and laugh with him.
“Why does our apartment look exactly like Joon’s?” He throws a hand in what I presume is a shrug “S’cause he bought all of our shit when he bought his shit.” His hand falls back down beside him “Buying furniture is the worst! Have you ever been to IKEA? It’s so big they have to put cafeterias in them.” He says so seriously it makes me laugh.
Namjoon comes into the living room still on the phone “See you in a bit.” He hangs up and starts to say something before he sees me on the ground “Why are you always on the ground?” I shrug - still laughing “Stop shrugging at me.” He sighs and helps me up again just to push me on top of Yoongi.
“Get off.” He shoves my shoulder. “Don’t push me.” “You weigh a thousand pounds, you’re killing me” He slurs.
“For the love of God, stop bickering.” Namjoon again, sighs. Yoongi sits up and I move next to him. “I’m-”
“Sorry, Dad.” He pauses “Jesus, I’m never letting either of you drink again. I called Tae, he and Jimin are coming to get you.” I groan. “What? What is it?” He asks.
“I love him Joon and I’m messed up, like fucked up” Yoongi points at Namjoon then points at me, “The kids say lit.” I nod and gesture to Yoongi “Right, thank you. I love him and I’m hella lit so I don’t know what the hell is going to come out of my mouth. You don’t expect me to be able to control myself.” Yoongi throws his arm around me “The boy is whipped!”
“No, who would expect you to control yourself? And thank you Yoongi, enlightening.” He runs his hands down his face. “Listen, I’m sorry Jungkookie but I have to prepare and Jin’s about to leave for work. I’d take you if I could.” I collapse back against the couch. “You’re the worst, go get Jin. He called us shinobis.” Namjoon’s phone rings again “Jin! The children!” he answers and walks back the way he came.
Jin comes from the direction of the bedrooms dressed in his scrubs “Ay yo, look Yoon it’s McDreamy.” Jin cracks a smile “Flattery will get you nowhere, kid. I ask you to at least try to keep your mouth shut around Tae, I think sober you will thank you.” He checks his phone “I mean it would be funny but do it for sober Jungkook. I have to finish getting ready for my shift. Stay.” He points at both of us.
“Yes, sir!” Yoongi and I salute in sync before falling into a pit of giggles. The doorbell rings and I immediately stopped laughing
“Shit.”
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Let me just take a moment to tell everyone how much I fucking love all the magic AUs in the BTS fandom.
Especially the ones where Jungkook is human and just confused as hell.
And I enjoy how the characters change story to story, some of them staying the same in terms of creature or magic but others completely different. It's so fun to see what people think of..
Yoongi who smiles with too many teeth and vertical slits in his eyes that seem to glow. Scales that spill over his body around pulse points here and there, they seem to settle on one color before the light catches them and they completely change again. Stretching out longer than he should be able to and a low body temp that makes him prone to napping in warm spots.
Hoseok with hair that smolders lowly at the tips like it will catch fire any moment but it never seems to work it's way up the strands, shimmering feathers woven in with gold beads. A light blush to his cheek all the time like he's been in the sun and a burning temper on the occasions he gets worked up.
Jimin with a smile that's a touch too wicked at times and sharp nails painted black. His shadow inked on the wall behind him in flickering tails and pointed ears that don't match his movements at all. He has a presence that lures everyone in before they know it and he watches with clever eyes.
Taehyung brimming with too much energy, the urge to run on four legs stronger the more he has to ignore it. He growls low in his chest when he's unhappy and lips curl up into a snarl when he's angry. Ears and eyes catching more than they should and his scent carefully brushed against those he considers pack.
Namjoon ageless and brilliant. Stunning white teeth and a way of watching people that makes them feel small. He doesn't have a mark on his skin and the scent of iron follows him some days. Too fast when he moves and a grace to him thats reminiscent of a large cat hunting prey.
Seokjin who knows more than he should and walks with the confidence of someone who knows they're the bigger threat. His ability to blend into the shadows like he's not there at all, and how he always seems to know what's going on. The smell of warm stone and smoke following him around and eyes that look endless in their darkness.
Jungkook painfully human and so young. Big eyes that make him look more like prey than the blood running through his veins ever could. Shy and sweet and easy to win over with affection and attention.
I just live for that shift from strangers to "yes hello this is our human please politely fuck off."
It's just an appreciation post y'all. Thanks for keeping my imagination active and my soul happy.
#can be read as platonic or romantic#its whatever#bts#bts ot7#magic au#yoonkook#taekook#vkook#jinkook#namkook#jikook#vminkook#hopekook#im not tagging all of them#fanfic ideas#fanfic inspiration#ot7#jungkook x everyone#bottom jungkook#Jungkook centric#jeon jungkook#jung hoseok#min yoongi#kim seokjin#kim namjoon#kim taehyung#park jimin
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First Half of 2017 Fic Rec
A compilation of some of the fics that I’ve enjoyed this year [with little glimpses into the stories and comments about them, do check them out to see the actual summaries and do support the authors if you enjoy them as well 💕]:
trndsttrs of seoul by chimint || yoonmin, namjin || t || wip
chatfic; jimin is a cinnamon roll and yoongi is whipped™.
(literally the cutest thing ever, i reread it every day. jungkook calls yoonmin ‘dadgi’ and ‘jimom’ respectively (which is so fcking cute nghhh) and namjoon is the captain of the ship and they all ship ym - all concepts i am 100% up for. something to brighten up your day ^^)
Seven Days (Or The One Where Min Yoongi Asks Out Park Jimin Because Of A Girl) by minyoongayashell || yoonmin || bg taekook, namjin || m || wip || tw sexual content (but like, no actual sex)
seven days au; jimin is called “cheot-nal ye” or “first day yes”. basically he’s famous at school for agreeing to date the first person who asks him out on the first day of the week - 100% of the time, he breaks off the relationship at the end of the week and the cycle repeats itself. now, yoongi hates this girl in class and she wants to ask jimin out. naturally, he has to beat her to it.
(the manga was such a sweet thing and the fic gets me so excited. i don’t read a lot of high school aus, but this one is special! it’s not updated very frequently, but it’s definitely worth a read.)
Bullet Boy by sugamins || yoonmin || e || tw homophobia/sexual content || wip || tw references to drug use/depression
in which yoongi’s an underground rapper and jimin collabs with other rappers to break into the scene and flash forward into the future, they are caught up in a ‘scandal the likes of which the industry has never seen before.’
(the writing is so amazing, wow, it’s only on the first third chapter but the author makes it feel so promising. i kid you not, i actually messaged them and fangirled embarrassingly bc I am that kind of person. also ! underground yoonmin !)
Hiraeth by haruguk || taekook, yoonmin, platonic yoonkook || not rated but probably e || 100k || tw sexual content/graphic content/drug abuse/mental instability/psychosis || tw referenced child abuse/cheating/alcohol abuse/self-harm (basically a lot of warnings!)
diary of an oxygen thief au; perfect fratboy jeongguk gets off of breaking hearts, but he can’t quite do the same to kim taehyung. “hurt people hurt people.” read the warnings carefully!
(basically this fic broke my heart time and time again and everyone has probably already read this but i still must rec it bc it is that good.)
tats'n'thots by Death_Impala || taekook || bg yoonmin || not rated but probably m || 12k || tw sexual content
tattoo artist au; taehyung to jeongguk: “I feel inspired, and I want to work with you, so how about this: let me tattoo you in any way I want, free of charge – with your input of course.” also, bottom jk. c:
(i am trash for the using-your-body-as-a-canvas trope and similarly, or even more so, for bottom bby jk. :’) this fic is a blessing. taekook and art obviously belong in the same sentence.)
Idiosyncratic by jiminsfw || taekook || e || 19k || tw sexual content/knots/ruts/usual abo things
a/b/o au; taehyung and jungkook are an alpha/alpha couple, and no one thinks that alpha/alpha couples can last. involves ruts and switching and so much emotion.
(this was a particularly interesting read bc it took me forever to find a fic with alpha/alpha taekook! alpha/alpha taekook nghhh it’s just the cutest thing, a little sad, but ultimately very fluffy.)
Mileage May Vary by rix || taekook || e || 80k || tw sexual content/age difference/strip clubs/recreational drug use
“Jeongguk is a stripper with a penchant for trouble. Taehyung is curious.” taehyung is nine years older than jk, who has a prince albert btw. bottom jk as always. sort of soft sugar daddy tae? but not really.
(once again i am trash for bottom jk. and all of rix’s fics are so good ;A; the quality just gets better and better. also, tae is once-divorced, heads up. in rix’s words, nothing really happens but still, it’s so enjoyable. <3)
spring day by Bangtanbananas || yoonmin, taekook, namjin || e || 70.9k || tw violence/graphic content/sexual content/mpreg/heats/usual abo things
wolf au; only 5% (i think) of wolves find their fated mates (but most wolves believe they don’t actually exist bc soulmates?), and although jimin dreamt of finding his when he was a pup, he didn’t actually expect to in the mysterious alpha from the mountains.
(i crave shit like this bc wolves + a/b/o + pack dynamics is just - c: omega jm and alpha yg, yes please. seokjin is the real mvp.)
half feral, but just right by themelonlord || yoonmin, platonic jikook || e || wip || tw discrimination/bullying/graphic content (but not really)/probably sexual content || tw referenced child abuse
a/b/o au; in a world where alphas are considered little more than rabid animals, yoongi’s just trying to scrape by and achieve his dreams. but then he meets omega park jimin and his pseudo little brother, young alpha jeon jeongguk.
(yoonmin with their son /dongsaeng jjk is evidently my absolute favourite thing. :’) i was dreaming about an au where the alphas are victimised for a change a week before i discovered this fic and i wanted to cry bc it was better than i could ever imagine it to be.)
Laugh and I Love You by ifisayhiyousayoops || jinkook || bg vmin || e || 21.9k || tw sexual content
canonverse; seokjin and jungkook are just - so domestic and codependent. literally it. the softest slice-of-life on this side of the internet.
(jinkook has always been my guilty pleasure and i love them. bratty btm bby jk is basically my religion? i’m this fic is so well written! it’s very gentle and sweet and wow. i love love.)
time follows you (and fades) by thebestofme || yoonmin || bg taekook || t || 17k
hogwarts au; half-veela jimin finds himself in slytherin house and falling for slytherin prince, min yoongi. alternatively, jimin is so pretty and yoongi just wants to love him.
(slytherin yoonmin! yoongi is such a sweetheart and he has a pet kneazle named holly. :’) jeongguk is also adorable, i’m so weak. the first part is in jm’s pov and the second one’s in yg’s, so you literally get two sides of the story. i am trash for hogwarts aus and i’ve probably read all of them, and this one is such a gem!)
Once Upon A Dream by yururin || yoonmin || t || 17k
“soulmates AU where you can see a glimpse of your past life on the eve of your 18th birthday and Jimin dreams of a forbidden Joseon era love story with an upperclassman Min Yoongi, popular basketball player in uni, 18384/10 out of his reach”
(what is sin - it doesn’t exist. this entire thing is so soft and cute and pure. a great pick-me-up!)
glub glub glub by rabbitme || yoonmin || g || 6.7k
sort of chat fic that begins with jimin and yoongi missing each other.
(such purity. i love love. basically ym travelling, together and apart. ot7 interaction is something to look forward to, as well. it’s so fluffy, please read this and be blessed.)
light side of the moon by themelonlord || yoonmin, namjin, taekook, 95line || e || 80.8k || tw brief graphic content (blood)/sexual content
wolf au; jimin moves into a quiet town and befriends kim taehyung, who subsequently changes his life.
(it is such a lovely story, very pure, very gentle, with filth. :’) nothing really happens; it’s just a story about a boy who finds himself loving a man who can turn into a wolf. the ot7 is strong in this one. highly recommended if 95line and puppy piles make you smile.)
King of My Heart by wanderment || taekook || t || 17.7k
jeon jeongguk is the youngest son of the king of korea. taehyung is a friend of a friend - and a fan, but don’t let jeongguk know that. yet.
(a very wholesome and pure fic. they’re all rich college kids in this; minus namjin who are jk’s bodyguards. it feels short when you read it, but definitely very enjoyable. it’ll make you smile.)
The Victorious V and his Vast, Venturesome Heart by aprofessorstale || taekook, yoonmin || e || wip || tw sexual content/identity crises?
canonverse; taehyung is in love with love. jimin doesn’t believe in it.
(this is probably one of the best non-aus i’ve read in forever. it’s very introspective, incredibly heavy when it comes to discussions of sexuality and identity. it is very well-written and the author had captured their personalities well, while sticking to a timeline mostly following reality. (basically everything happens post-ynwa era) taekook are complicated and as are yoonmin, and while the story isn’t over yet, it is definitely worth the read. nam2seok are the resident straights and they deserve to be loved. on that note! yg is demisexual, rejoice.)
I Wrote This For You by chikichikichuu || yoonmin, taekook || bg namjin || t || wip || tw referenced depression/self-harm
the “cliffhanging heartbreaking motherfucking breakthrough debut novel” you will not read this story frustrates jungkook enough for him to send an aggressive e-mail to his newly proclaimed favourite author, min yoongi. (or, yoonmin through jungkook’s eyes. painful, yet worth it. taekook are relationship goals, basically, and everything is seemingly lovely until it isn’t. it hasn’t been updated since february ::) but it’s the kind of story that you can’t stop thinking about. suffer with me. <3)
a silhouette of new by mygz || yoonmin || m || wip || tw sexual content
sugar daddy gone wrong au chatfic; an unknown number sends jimin a message, thinking he’s a sugar baby.
(very very cute! i look forward to this a lot. yoongi and jm are both very natural and very adorable, spicy and sweet. uwu seriously something to look forward to if you’re into fluffy and sexy sugar daddy au chatfics.)
Lurking Shadows by GrandDragon03 || taekook, yoonmin, nam2seok, platonic yoonminkook || m || wip || tw violence
monster hunter au; jungkook is taken in as an apprentice by the legendary (and also married) hunter pair, min yoongi and park jimin.
(this is so good? the world-building is a+. please read if you want to see yoonmin with their son jk and good writing. the summary is in first person, but the story itself isn’t written that way, i promise. jk is a reckless prodigy but yoongi’s working on it.)
A New World by lonelyonion || taekook, yoonmin, nam2seok || e || wip || tw graphic content/violence/character death
super powers/not today au; “Jeon Jungkook was born to save the world, that’s a fact. Everything else, that was spontaneous.”
(this needs more attention! it’s still very short but very well-written and i am sooo excited for where this is headed. there are also not enough nam2seok fics in the world. :’) also! author says not to worry about the character death, but let’s see.)
Breathless by makkurokuro93 || yoonmin || bg namjin || e || 37k || tw sexual content
swim team au; after an unexpected break from the athletic world, yoongi finds himself back in south korea as their national team’s new coach. everything is almost the same as when he left, except, now, there’s park jimin.
(admittedly i haven’t finished this yet. 🤷 but! it seems very promising and there’s a nuance to the writing that colours everything in this sort of hazy blue filter. it’s just really pretty, wow. i say this bc i haven’t gotten to the smutty bits yet, tbh. what i’ve seen of the characterisations are brilliant! will update this when i finish reading. ;; let’s scream together.)
Impractical Magic by springrain21 || yoonmin || t || 16.8k || tw dismembered toes/spirits
witch au; yoongi is the worst witch jimin has ever met, basically.
(so so so cute! thank you to the original creator of the tumblr post that inspired this entire thing bc it just makes me so happy. yg is such an endearing character, and jm obviously feels the same way. you will fall in love.)
#do support the authors if you decide you like their stuff#fic rec#yoonmin#taekook#namjin#platonic yoonkook#platonic jikook#busan bros#long post#bangtan fic rec#yoonmin fic rec#taekook fic rec#nam2seok#minjiminie's
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