#suburbia!jin

[kooktrash]

summer bummer, baby | jeon jungkook [1 of 2]

summary: summertime is supposed to be a time of easy living and that’s what you were hoping for when you signed up for an extra credit program cleaning up the shores of Busan and staying in a luxurious beach house. what you didn’t sign up for was to live with Jungkook, a failed talking stage who you’ve avoided for the past few months. despite having a slight disliking toward each other you find yourselves be by pulled back into each other throughout your stay. the only question that remains is if this is just going to be a summer thing or something more.

TWO PART SERIES

➢ genre/au: enemies to lovers/beach read. jungkook x y/n [afab she/her]

➢ 12.6k words

warnings: soft e2l. smüt with plot. beach foreplay. handsy sunscreen scenes. oral [f and m]. händjob. cünnilingus [face sitting] heavy makeout and groping. jealous jk. jealous y/n. jk is a soft tsundere [v antisocial and cold except to y/n —mostly]. love bites. jk almost gets into a fight over y/n. y/n meets jk’s family. future smüt

What started as excitement had turned to complete disgust the second your eyes locked with his but it is at least fair to say that he’s feeling the same.

It was supposed to be a summer at the beach spending your days in a summer house and meeting hot guys, not spending two months with the biggest asshole you’ve ever met. You aren’t even sure how exactly this happened but you do know that you should have prepared for the worst. You were in the same environmental science class, for fuck’s sake. You both knew about this summer job but because you refused to speak to each other you didn’t know you would actually be living together.

“Alright, Professor Choi’s been kind enough to rent out his beach house to you all for the summer,” your student-teacher Jin, started speaking once the charter bus came to a stop in beach suburbia, “I understand you’re all adults but let’s not forget the reason you’re here. This is being sponsored by the University and there is zero tolerance for misbehavior so let me go over some rules.”

You resisted the urge to roll your eyes as you stared out the window hearing your professor list off rules.

‘No parties—outside guests are allowed but not past capacity.’

‘No illegal substances permitted whatsoever, no destruction of property unless you’re ready to pay for whatever is broken out of pocket.’

‘If you miss a shift, provide a notice at least three hours prior and if you miss too many back to back you’ll pay your own trip back to Seoul and there will automatically be a deduction in your attendance record as part of the credit program.’

“Wow, this is school away from school, how am I supposed to get laid in this quick paced environment?” Jimin joked as he nudged Jungkook’s arm playfully. He barely reacted as he stared out the window waiting for the moment to get out of this hot bus.

“Yes Mr. Park, that’s the point,” Jin said, sending him a glare, “You’re here because you applied to get extra credit, not a vacation for you to get ‘laid’.”

Jimin lifted a hand to his forehead as if saluting the professor and it made Jungkook crack a smile when he rolled his eyes and continued.

“Mr. Kim! Question,” another student, Hoseok, raised a hand, “So if we were to want to… get laid? Can we do that in the house or do we gotta do it on the beach? Or is it absolutely prohibited to de-stress after a hard day’s work picking up trash?”

An eruption of light laughter filled the bus as the student-teacher’s eye twitched in annoyance. Even you managed to laugh a little at that guy’s fair question. The student-teacher only glared at him, “Get off the bus, I’m tired of you all.”

“Wanna room together?” The girl you’ve spent the last four hours on the back of a bus asked as everyone began to line up to get off. You’re actually kind of surprised Sora would want to room with you after how awkward you’ve been. To be fair, you’ve done very little talking since this morning when you arrived at campus waiting for the shuttle bus and spotted no other than Jeon Jungkook, that was enough to ruin your mood. So it took you by surprise that she still wanted to room with you. With that in mind, you gave a subtle nod to her question and she smiled.

You both joined the others outside trying to get your suitcases out but you refused to get closer. Jungkook was one of the ones helping everyone get the luggage out of the compartment on the side of the bus you weren’t going to get close to him—except till he pulled out your suitcase looking around to see who would take it. Your eyes met as you practically snatched it out of his hands without a thank you and turned away.

Jungkook was more annoyed than he let on. He didn’t even look fazed by the fact that you were coming, acting indifferent but inside he was punching the air. He’s had to spend two semesters with you and now he can’t even catch a break over the summer? He gets that this was some extra credit program but why did you have to be here? It’s not that he completely hates you, it's just awkward.

The two of you had a failed talking stage a couple months back because you were both too flakey and immature. Since then it’s just been annoying to see each other. You texted enough to know a good amount about each other and that’s why it’s so weird, nothing ever came out of your talking so now anytime you see each other it’s just a reminder that you’re practically strangers who know too much about each other.

“I’m so happy we’re gonna be living with hot girls this summer,” Jimin whispered once they passed Jin as he unlocked the front door. It was a large white house with light beige accents like the doors, garage, trimming, etc. It also had large glass windows and it was just huge, like a scene out of a movie.

There were eight of you in total and aside from you, Jungkook didn’t know the others that well. He’s met the three other guys a couple times but not enough to be close friends with them. They all attended different lecture times for the same class so it makes sense that he’s not familiar with everyone else and on top of that the ‘supervisor’ here is the student teacher who’ll be staying in the guest house just next door all on his own so he doesn’t even count.

Despite being in college there are still rules in this house—it’s your professor’s beach house after all—and it’s Jin’s job to make sure everything happens smoothly. He’s practically a babysitter who directed you all down the halls of your bedrooms.

Jungkook didn’t mind the rules and the place was big enough that he could find a private spot for himself but he did have to find a roommate and his best luck is Jimin, so it’s best he plays nice.

“I guess,” was all he said in response to Jimin’s statement following everyone else into the house. The place was amazing and everyone clearly thought so, Jungkook now knew what his tuition money was used for at least.

The interior of the house looked like a typical modern style with light color and there were four bedrooms but only three will be used for all eight students. It sounded cramped but the bedrooms were huge and the girl’s room was specifically split into two separate rooms that were connected by a bathroom and large closet they could all share. The boys had two separate bedrooms but much smaller and aside from the two rooms there was an entertainment room too. Overall, the house was amazing and that’s without going into detail about the main level.

Once everyone had split to unpack their bags is when the real conversations started.

“Why are they all so hot?” One of the girls, Mirae, started saying. All four of you were all in the vanity area unpacking your things in the closets.

“My favorite is Jimin,” Sora pointed out as she took out folded clothes from her suitcase, “But I’ll admit Jungkook is really fucking hot.”

“I agree, he’s not usually my type but it’s hard to ignore a guy that looks like that,” The fourth girl, Jia, said with a laugh. Great, you thought, feed the guy’s ego even more.

“What about you, Y/n? Anyone you think is hot?” Sora asked but you only shrugged.

“I haven’t gotten a good look at them.”

You were tired of this conversation and so was Jungkook, who was having an awfully similar one.

“Come on, you’ve got to think at least one of these girls is hot,” Hoseok said as they all gathered in Jungkook and Jimin’s bedroom. It’s the third time they’ve asked Jungkook what he thinks about you and the others but he hasn’t said anything.

He’s not going to tell them the hottest person is you and he’s got two reasons for it. One, he’ll never admit that he’s physically attracted to you ever again, second, if he says it he has no doubt in his mind that the guys will bring it up around you. Yeah it’s awkward and he dislikes you slightly but he’s also not blind. You’re his type and even if he has a distaste toward you that doesn’t change your looks.

“They’re okay,” he said with a simple shrug as he tried paying his attention on unpacking his clothes while the others talked.

“Well Y/n is hot,” the fourth guy, Jisoo, spoke up from his seated position on the floor next to his roommate, Hoseok.

“Yeah, I agree,” Jimin said, adding on to the conversation happening around Jungkook as he focused on what he was doing instead. Hoseok made sure to tell everyone he thought the same and the only one who stayed quiet was Jungkook.

For the first night you and Jungkook were able to avoid each other well enough to not have to speak to each other once. Jin had gone out of his way to buy the first round of groceries for the house and you all went out for dinner. When you came back you went straight to your room knowing tomorrow you would have to start working.

𖠳 ᐝ ꕀ

It was basically a paid school trip for you all. The main reason why you did it was for the extra credit but living on a beach for two months and getting paid for it wasn’t so bad. Your professor had proposed the idea to all of his class hours months ago. It was part of some project to keep oceans clean and he was a part of a few nonprofit organizations that did things like this but this time around you would be paid. You weren’t going to be making a crazy amount of money but enough to support yourselves while here for two months.

He made it a blind raffle sort of thing where everyone who applied for the program got put into a raffle that one of the board members would choose and you still find it bizarre that both you and Jungkook managed to get chosen.

Now you’re both waiting in the living room for Hoseok to come downstairs so the three of you could go to your first shift of the week.

“Okay, I’m here! I couldn’t find my sunglasses,” Hoseok said as he stood at the bottom of the stairs, “Are we walking or driving?”

“Doesn’t matter,” both you and Jungkook said at the same time.

“Let’s driving then, who wants to driv—“

“Me.” Once again you said it at the same time and it was hard to ignore now as you glared at each other.

“Jungkook can drive,” you gave in and said. Despite living on the beach the section you were at was more secluded than where the public usually stayed near the boardwalk. Your professor worked with beach organizers and that’s how you all got the jobs for the summer and today was your first day.

The organizer explained what you would be doing today and it was fairly easy. You would be picking up trash, setting out chairs or umbrellas, making sure no wildlife that appears on shore gets interrupted by beach goers.

You were trying to set the umbrellas up right now since it was early enough that not that many people were here yet and it let you all do morning duties first. Jungkook stood behind watching the way the wind picked up the ends of your hair and smacked it back into your face with a little smug smile. He could tell you were getting flustered but he just finished setting out chairs with Hoseok so he was taking a little break.

“Oh my god,” you groaned in frustration, flipping your hair out of your face for what felt like the billionth time, trying to get this stupid pole to click into place. Behind you, you could hear a little chuckle and immediately you turned to glare at the culprit—or culprits.

“You should’ve worn your hair up,” Hoseok joked as he came to help you but Jungkook stayed behind still laughing a little. You rolled your eyes as you let him take over watching Jungkook come over to help too.

“I don’t have a hair tie,” you told him, “And you guys have watched me struggle and just now decided to help?”

“It was funny,” Jungkook muttered, making you scoff. Of course the first thing he says to you is about how funny it was to watch you struggle. Up close now you had to force yourself to look at his face only but when he’s wearing a blue t-shirt with the sleeves cut off and the beach’s name displayed on the front it was hard to look anywhere but at his tattooed arm. You understand why all the girls are thirsting for him and at one point you did too.

“Funny?” You questioned.

“That’s what I said,” Jungkook told you as he and Hoseok finished what you couldn’t do. You didn’t pull your gaze away from his because that’s what he wanted and you were set on making him look away first. Neither one of you said anything and he knew it was because you were biting your tongue.

“Your face is funny,” you finally said immediately regretting it after how immature it made you sound. He was just annoying you. He didn’t talk to you at all yesterday and today he had the nerve to laugh when you were clearly struggling? There were tons of things you could’ve said instead that wouldn’t make him laugh like he is now.

Jungkook raised a questioning brow as he stood in front of you, having to look down now, “You can do better than that, say what’s on your mind.”

If you really wanted to say what was on your mind you would be here forever. You could start with the fact that he’s arrogant and an asshole. You could say that it’s not fair that he basically put all the blame on you for why you didn’t go out. You could point out that he thinks he’s better than everyone and that he feels like he could do whatever he wants which is so annoying. You could say that the reason you bailed on your first date is because you saw him with another girl the night before. You could tell him that every time he looked at you in class you would get annoyed looking at his stupid pretty face—but you won’t. You won’t say any of that because you have to live with him for two months.

You’re not sure how either of you had become so blissfully unaware of the third party there as Hoseok’s eyes darted between you two like he was watching a game of ping pong. He was just a little confused and so he asked, “Are you two into each other or something? I’m sensing a lot of sexual tension here. Like a little hatefuck moment.”

“What the fuck!” Jungkook nearly choked on his own spit as he took a huge step away from you, “No, we’re not. We just—it’s not what you think. I, Y/n—we, we don’t like each other.”

Hoseok lifted a suspicious brow before letting a smile adorn his face, “Alright I get it. You loathe each other—but you could’ve fooled me.”

“Whatever,” you muttered under your breath, turning away from them so they wouldn’t see the way your face flushed like Jungkook’s.

Jungkook watched you move to sit under the umbrella reaching into your bag for a bottle of sunscreen. You poured some into your palm before running it over the length of your thigh. You wore the tiniest pair of denim shorts he’s ever seen and a blue shirt like his but more fitted. He could see your bikini top straps peeking out from the neckline and he wondered what kind of bathing suit you had on underneath.

Your legs looked so smooth and the way you had them posed in front of you had his eyes following the way your hands caressed them.

He didn't realize how engrossed he was in watching you until a flying object came and hit his shoulder, hard. Jungkook whipped around rubbing at where he was hit, “What the fuck?”

“You look like you needed some,” Hoseok said as he nodded toward where you were, clearly catching Jungkook sort of checking you out. With a smack of his lips in annoyance Jungkook picked the bottle off the sand and looked back to you to make sure you didn’t see that.

You glared at both of them catching Jungkook’s eyes again and lifted a middle finger at him. With a roll of his eyes he flipped you off and turned away, you just annoyed him.

The rest of your shift went without a hitch and you needed a desperate shower after but Hoseok had other ideas. When you got back to the house he proposed a beach day and with the sun beating down on your back you did not turn down getting in the salt water.

“People are disgusting,” you had told Sora when you all headed back down to the beach for a swim, “They will literally litter anything, no wonder our oceans are polluted.”

“So you basically just picked up trash?” She asked as you both shimmied out of your shorts.

“Mostly,” you told her, tugging off your shirt, “It wasn’t bad and there were so many hot guys on the beach.”

“Like Jungkook?” Sora asked, pointing in his direction as he headed down to the shore, already letting his toes sink into the wet sand, feeling the tide rush toward him. You looked at him for a moment seeing him without a shirt and it was clear he’s updated his workout regime since the last time you talked about it months back.

But who cares?

𖠳 ᐝ ꕀ

Jungkook was able to ignore you for the most part. Aside from the first day at work he hasn’t really seen you too much. You both have only worked twice since then and because you’re on a set rotation to make sure everyone works the same amount, you haven’t seen each other that much.

Not that he minds, it’s just something he’s noticed.

He doesn’t pay attention to everything you do but you’ve got a weird relationship, alright? Of course you’ve spent the last couple of months avoiding each other but there’s a very valid reason for that.

The first time the two of you talked, you completely hit it off. You had been assigned to do a project together in the same class as the one where you joined this summer camp for. You met up in the library mostly, but you had this light banter that would go on between you that was clearly flirty, it wasn’t until after presenting your research on the destruction of the Ozone layer that you really started texting.

You were talking all the time and sometimes the conversations would drift a little too far into dating territory and you just realized you were different in some ways. Jungkook likes texting all the time whereas you could go hours without responding. He’s been in about the same amount of relationships as you and you both had been in that hook up only phase. When you did decide to try going on a date the first time he flaked but it wasn’t intentional. He had to work that night and had completely forgotten that when he agreed on a date.

The second time, you both sort of flaked after attempting to reschedule the first one. He’s not sure if you had gotten fed up with trying to find an available time to get drinks but it just wasn’t working out. You both had finally decided on a Saturday but when the day came neither of you said anything. He had been waiting for you to reach out first since he had been blowing up your phone about it the night before. You had been waiting for him to reach out first and confirm the plans since he’s the one who canceled last time. Clearly neither one of you put in the effort to make it happen so it never did.

Then, the final time you attempted to get drinks together was about three weeks later. After the second time you cut back on how much you talked but when you got back to talking like normal and set a date you ended up blowing him off completely. You didn’t even show up so clearly he was bothered by that enough to ask you about it.

You had a tiny argument over it and it just made you both realize that if it was this hard to go one just one date then you clearly weren’t working for each other and that pursuing anything past a friendship wasn’t going to happen. Of course that then made the friendship itself awkward and in the end you avoided each other.

Now he’s stuck in a house with other guys with one who seems to be clearly interested in knowing more about you.

“I’m just saying,” Jisoo said as all four guys sat outside on the deck facing the beach, “Y/n is hot, like mysterious hot since she doesn’t talk to anyone.”

“She talks to Jungkook,” Hoseok pointed out, making Jungkook roll his eyes.

“That’s because we have class together,” Jungkook said, trying not to give out too much information. He doesn’t need any of them asking questions. Besides, it’s only been a week, how do they expect you to be cool with everyone right away? He’s not defending you, he’s just being realistic, plus Hoseok is still going based off what he saw the first day of work.

“Really?” Jisoo asked, “Are you guys friends? I haven’t seen you guys talk? Did you guys date or something? It seems like you hate each other, tell me something about her.”

“Jesus,” Jimin laughed, “Obsessed much?”

Jisoo groaned, “I can’t help it. She’s so hot, have you seen her in those bikinis?”

Jungkook felt his jaw clench but he hid the action behind a glass bottle of beer as he muttered, “You’re not her type.”

“What?” Jisoo asked, clearly catching what he said. Jungkook just looked him over with a shrug, “I said you’re not her type.”

“So what is?”

Me.

… is what he would have said if he was crazy. It’s not like he’s wrong, when the two of you were talking you had tons of conversations about ideal types and how you fit each other’s even though it didn’t work out. Aside from his looks you liked that he had a sense of humor but never pushed it too far. You liked that he was calm but also knew how to get loud and have fun. You liked that he was able to have serious talks with you along with lighthearted ones. You had the same sense of humor, even similar MBTIs, so yeah, he’s still your type even if there are no feelings anymore.

Jisoo? He’s loud, obnoxious, arrogant, and rude—all of the things you can’t stand. Jungkook wouldn’t be surprised if you already had a disliking toward the guy after one week of knowing him, but it’s not like it matters to him.

So, once again he shrugged his shoulders looking off to the beach to avoid giving Jisoo an answer he wouldn’t like. He knows he’s probably getting on the guy’s nerves but he couldn’t care less. He already annoyed him enough by hearing Jisoo talk about your body and looks since the first day so he doesn’t care if the guy knows he doesn’t like him.

Like he said earlier, Jungkook doesn’t care much about you anymore but he does care that Jisoo can so freely say whatever he wants about you and expect Jungkook to help him out with you.

Fed up with Jisoo’s attempt at locker room talk, Jungkook stood abruptly and went through the glass sliding door to the living room. Just then, you and the others came through the front door holding grocery bags. His brows scrunched in curiosity as you all came in holding bags when he thought you were supposed to be having a spa day.

You walked past him to set the bags on the kitchen counter with the others when Jia came up to him with a huge smile. She felt so utterly blessed to be able to walk through the front door and find Jungkook standing there shirtless in just his swimming trunks and his hair half-up in a ponytail. She would like to thank the beach gods for this gorgeous view of a man. It didn’t matter to him that she was checking him out but that’s because his eyes went to you.

“What did you guys bring?” He asked and before you could answer, Jia was doing it for you.

“Oh! Since it’s the first Friday and we have the night free we thought it’d be cool to grill tonight and do a bonfire on the beach, then tomorrow go out drinking,” Jia said, making you scoff.

“If Jungkook doesn’t flake.”

Low blow, you know but since the first day at work he’s just been irking you. He’s just always watching you like he has something to say and you just want him to spit it out.

Jia watched the way he rolled his eyes and it was clear to her that you two weren’t very fond of each other. At least that was one less person in this house she had to worry about liking Jungkook. His tongue poked against his cheek in annoyance as he glared at you unpack the bags, “Don’t worry Jia, I would never make plans with everyone only to blow them off without saying a word. I’m better than that.”

This time you looked up glaring at him because why is he acting oblivious? He knew the reason why. He thought he could play you by going out clubbing with some girl the night before and expect you to still want to go out with him the next night? Yeah, the third failed attempt at a date was a miss because of you but he was obviously the reason why.

You were lucky that Jisoo came through the sliding door right then and there that you didn’t feel the need to respond to Jungkook’s snide remark. He flashed you a warm smile, “I heard we’re grilling tonight.”

Mirae and Sora were outside telling the rest of the boys the plan and when Jisoo saw you in here with Jungkook, of all people, he had to interrupt. It’s the summer and he’s looking for a hot fling so who better than you?

You gave him a girlish smile, “We are, can you teach me how to prep the meat?”

Immediately he went to join your side, “Only because you asked so nicely.”

Jungkook released a scoff in disbelief as he left the kitchen to go back outside, making sure to slide the door a little too hard.

𖠳 ᐝ ꕀ

It’s been two weeks now and Jungkook still can’t stand the sight of you, or no, he can’t stand the pretty sight of you.

Now that everyone’s more comfortable around each other you’ve all become very open and he can tell that just by what you wore to work today. You wore your bikini bottoms that huffed your curves perfectly and a small t-shirt with the beach’s name displayed over where your breasts were. Your hair was all over the place again and he wanted to give you the hair tie he always carried on his wrist now but he couldn’t. Not when you’re standing there flirting with some random guy.

“Taehyung, and you?” He said as he extended a hand out for you to shake.

“Y/n,” you said with a flirty smile. He’s the first guy to approach you at work that was actually hot. He had been in the middle of a volleyball game with his friends when the ball went flying and nearly hit you. It landed by your feet and he was happy to come over and get it.

“So what are you doing here?” He asked, running his fingers through his hair.

“Um, well I’m here for work but just for the summer,” you told him watching him pout just slightly but nodded understandably.

“That’s a shame, we don’t have cute girls like you here,” Taehyung said, obviously flirting and you had absolutely no problem doing it back. You smiled, “I’m sure that’s not true but I’m flattered anyway. What’s your number? Maybe we should hang out sometime?”

You were being forward but who cares? You’re only here for a few more weeks and you want to have fun with someone who doesn’t live in your house. Is that too much to ask? Taehyung was very happy when you asked for his number and he was quick to give it to you.

Jungkook was annoyed because he was working with you again and this time there wasn’t an extra person. Mirae felt sick this morning, most likely dehydrated and couldn’t come to work so it just left you two. It wasn’t so bad since you mostly did your own thing but he’s tired and hungry.

“Y/n! Are you ready to go?” He asked, coming over to where you were and placing a hand on your back, not firm but just to let you know he’s right there. The guy you had been flirting with for the past fifteen minutes looked up at him but he acted like he wasn’t even there. With an annoyed roll of your eyes you said, “I guess.”

“At least I have your number, I’ll see you around?” Taehyung asked giving you a side hug in goodbye and you nodded. Once he was gone back to his friends, you joined Jungkook as he said, “You gave him your number?”

“Yup,” you said as you put your sunglasses back on, “Let’s go home, I’m hungry.”

“Let’s go to the boardwalk,” Jungkook said, “I want Busan street food.”

“Fine,” you said thinking about all the food Jungkook used to tell you about. His family lives in Busan but he’s only gone to see them once. He doesn’t seem to mind it and you wonder why but you’re not gonna ask.

Neither one of you bothered to change into different clothes considering it was the boardwalk and everyone was dressed in bathing suits. The only downside is that you and Jungkook looked like a couple wearing your matching beach uniform attire. This time he wore blue swimming trunks with the beach’s name and no shirt. You wore a similar pair of shorts, just more casual and shorter and you only wore a bikini top since it was hotter than usual today. You could also feel the sun burning at your shoulder and Jungkook noticed it too.

“You need sunscreen,” he muttered under his breath as he dug into the beach bag you all usually bring for work.

“I know but I can’t reach it all,” you told him honestly letting your brows furrow as he took out the bottle and poured some into his hands before rubbing them together. He motioned for you to turn around and you did without much fuss.

It’s not that the two of you like each other now but you’ve given up on being rude simply because the rest of the house is too nosy. They haven’t quit asking about why you two are so snarky toward each other and you’re sure they’ve all come up with conclusions on their own but neither you nor Jungkook are going to tell them the real reason why.

Jungkook placed his hands on your shoulders feeling the warmth of your skin from the way the sun glared down on you all day. You had a tanner complexion than usual and he’s sure he does too. Your skin was smooth and his hands were able to glide down the expanse of your back.

He sort of liked it. His touches were gentle but you hated that the touch of this man in particular made you feel a sort of way. He could rub sunscreen on your back all day but that would be weird so instead he cleared his throat and pulled away saying, “Can you get mine too?”

Jungkook did not like you. Whatever romantic feelings he had for you once died off over time but…

But right now your hands felt so good massaging his muscles with sunscreen. He resisted the urge to let his head fall back in bliss as you did the same to him before the two of you went to the boardwalk. Jungkook got on his phone shortly after some time walking and with a small sigh he said, “I’ve gotta go home, my mom has a bunch of fruit she wants me to pick up. Do you want me to walk you home or do you still want food?”

You thought about it for a second, “It’s fine, I’ll just get something to eat and then go home.”

He released a small huff, “Want to come with? It’ll be quick, after we can get food. It’s a walking distance from here and it'll be quick.”

“I didn’t bring a shirt.”

“You can wear mine,” Jungkook said, rummaging through the bag that was hanging off the shoulder and tossing it to you.

“What about you?” You asked even as you slipped the shirt over your head. Jungkook just shrugged, not really caring either way as he texted away on his phone, most likely to his family.

Honestly, you just didn’t want to go back to the house. It’s fun living with so many people because you're never bored but you also just needed some time away. You loved being able to go to work and just listen to music while you did work. Plus, if you went home without eating out you would be grumpy having to make yourself something after being out in the sun.

Also, at the end of the day you’re still most comfortable with Jungkook despite getting close to Sora and the others.

So the two of you were in front of Jungkook’s home looking as ridiculous as ever with him being shirtless and you wearing the large t-shirt and small shorts.

Jungkook didn’t knock or anything, just checked if the door was unlocked and immediately yelled for his mom. You stood back awkwardly, as Jungkook walked around the house motioning you to join him outside where he found his family eating watermelon outside.

“Kook!” They cheered when they saw him and you could feel their eyes drift toward you. He pointed a thumb in your direction as he casually said, “This is Y/n, my housemate,” hugging his parents.

“Y/n?” His older brother, JungHyun, repeated your name looking between you and Jungkook with narrowed eyes before smiling knowingly and said, “I’m JungHyun.”

You ended up just having dinner at Jungkook’s parent’s house and left with baskets of watermelon to enjoy on sunny days.

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The day was perfect.

Jungkook felt at ease for the most part. The only ones who had to work today were you, Jimin, and Mirae so he was just hanging out around the house.

He spent a good amount of the morning on the back deck working out as he stared at the beach. He took a morning jog and came back to lift weights but aside from that he didn’t have much to do. Usually he’ll hang out with Jimin or Hoseok but one was at work and the other was taking a midday nap. The others wouldn’t even be off work till later so he really had nothing to do. He wandered around the house trying to think of something but nothing came.

“Hey Kook,” Jia said, suddenly appearing on the deck. He had given up on a workout and lounged on the pool chairs instead. He glanced up at her, nodding his head in greeting.

“Do you mind driving me to the store? Jisoo said he’s busy and Hobi is sleeping,” Jia asked and as much as Jungkook wanted to say no, he had no reason to. With a small huff he rose to his feet looking across the beach toward the boardwalk as if he could see you working from the house—he’s tried but he can’t.

He doesn’t care, honestly, but he’s just nosy? He wants to know what you’re doing or if that guy from the beach came by to see you again.

Jungkook went inside to put on a shirt and grab the keys while Jia waited downstairs for him. He stood by the window where he had a perfect view of three familiar people walking down the shore in familiar blue shirts and his eyes landed on you. He found himself stalling now, taking his time getting dressed, doing his hair up in that half low ponytail look, reapplying deodorant, spraying some cologne. He doesn’t know why he’s getting so dressed up for the store until you catch him upstairs on your way to your room.

You looked him up and down as he stood in the narrow entryway to the next floor, “You and Jia going somewhere?”

He was a step down the stairs already as he turned to you, “The store. Do you need anything?”

“Um… maybe,” you said as you listened to the call of his name from downstairs. You didn’t know why you even said that but suddenly you have a list of things to get. He brushed his bangs back, “Want to come? We’ll wait in the car?”

You just nodded leaving to your room to get your things. Jungkook and Jia went to the car and he watched her hop into the front seat as he went to the driver’s side. He tapped on the wheel nervously as he listened to Jia tell him about all the things he needed. He would have preferred if you sat up with him but it’s not like he could’ve directed her to the back. It’s becoming very clear that your frutal attempts to stay away from each other have failed as now he finds himself wanting to be closer again.

When you came out and got in the backseat you barely talked. The silence was filled with low music playing and Jia occasionally saying suggestive things to him.

“I heard you’re a pretty decent cook, Jungkook. Any chance you’ll make me something one of these days?” Jia asked but Jungkook just shrugged glancing at the rear view mirror to see your focus solely out the window. Couldn’t you attempt a conversation with him too? Did you really hate him that much still?

Slightly annoyed at the thought he found himself saying, “Sure, whatever you like.”

You were slightly annoyed but you blamed it on the summer heat and that you were a little tired from work. You tried not to think about the fact that you only came along because you wanted to see what Jia and Jungkook would do. You never realized how close they were until Jia was putting her arm on Jungkook’s giggling at whatever he said even if it wasn’t even funny… and he just let her.

At one point you even rolled her eyes at her third whiny, ‘Jungkook’ and went off to do your own thing.

It didn’t take long for Jungkook to notice your shift in mood and at first he didn’t get it. It wasn’t until Jia grabbed him by the hand to go down a different aisle that he saw the way your eyes locked on the action. Were you annoyed with him right now?

Or were you annoyed with the way he and Jia were acting right now?

He found himself wanting to test it out. He interlocked his fingers with Jia’s as he walked with her making sure to be extra attentive. You didn’t know why you felt the need to even come and think that it would make a difference. You felt most comfortable with Jungkook but clearly he didn’t feel the same and that annoyed the shit out of you. Why bother inviting you if he was just going to ignore you the whole time?

You thought you were finally getting over that tension between you two but if this was how it was going to be then you’ll be the same. That’s why you grabbed a box of condoms at the checkout line and set them down on the belt in a completely different row than them.

“So what’d you get?” Jia asked you once you were all in the car again and this time you willingly sat on the back. “Condoms.”

You missed the way she turned to Jungkook with twinkly eyes as if hoping he would look back at her and share some sort of inside joke about it but he didn’t. His eyes were dead set on the road, fists clenching around the steering wheel, face stone cold.

“Oh,” Jia laughed softly, “I didn’t know you were interested in someone like that. Who?”

“I don’t know yet, I’ve got a few options,” you muttered, arms crossed over your chest, shutting yourself off from them and looking out the window again. You were being petty but you didn’t even care. If those two were going to have fun and flirt in the house why shouldn’t you do the same?

The entire ride back to the house was filled with a silence louder than the music. Jungkook kept thinking about the guy at the beach. Were these for you and Taehyung? Did he actually come by and see you again when Jungkook wasn’t there? Why was that thought driving him absolutely insane right now? So you have absolutely no problem meeting up with some random guy but when it came to planning to ever go out with him you flaked? Did he do something? Were you just never serious about him?

He released a small scoff, lost in his own thoughts as he parked the car in the driveway. The three of you got out all your things and headed inside where everyone was.

You’re not sure if Jia lacked maturity or if she felt somewhat threatened by you but the second you all made it inside she loudly exclaimed, “Y/n bought condoms so she’s probably gonna get more action than the rest of us.”

Immediately there was a cluster of awe’s from Jimin and Hoseok who have failed to get laid these last couple weeks and you still had a month to go here. Not bothering to even act like you cared what she said you went up to your bedroom unaware that Jungkook stormed up to his clearly ticked off.

“Does Y/n have more game than us?” Hobi said as they all followed Jimin into his shared bedroom with Jungkook, “I wanna get laid too. Life is so unfair for a man.”

Jungkook was in their bathroom pretending to do something as Jisoo had the nerve to sit on his bed and say, “At least now I know I have a chance with Y/n. She must be a little desperate if she bought condoms. A guy usually does that when he knows he’s gonna find someone to fuck.”

The room fell silent as Jisoo laughed, clearly not reading the sudden awkwardness in the room at what he said. He continued on, “You know… Y/n’s always showing off her body for attention. I bet that’s why she came anyway.”

Jimin shook his head, “I don’t think that’s ri—“

“What did you say?” Jungkook asked so suddenly that it was like everyone forgot he was even there. Jisoo looked up at the others as if seeing if they’d agree with him before saying, “You know… Y/n’s hot, she knows it. I wouldn’t be surprised if she came on this trip for a good fuck. She’s pretty much asking for it. I mean why else buy co—“

Jungkook was in front of him in a heartbeat, towering over him with a dark gaze, “Talk about Y/n like that one more time.”

“I dare you.”

Jisoo’s smile vanished and a sense of anger replaced it. Feeling defensive now he rose to his feet so that Jungkook wouldn’t think he intimidated him even if he sort of did.

“Jungkook. Jisoo, just chill for a minute, the girls are gonna hear an—“

“I don’t give a shit who hears,” Jisoo says with a scoff, “If I want to say that I plan on sleeping with Y/n then I’m gonna say it. If Jungkook is bothered by the fact that she doesn’t want him, that's not my fault—Ah.”

Jungkook’s fists tightened over the collar of Jisoo’s shirt pulling him closer and twisting the fabric tighter. Jisoo’s hands immediately flew to Jungkook’s forearms trying to get him to let go. He might talk his shit but if there was one thing he knew it was that he was not getting into a fight with a man who did boxing as a hobby and could lift more than his body weight.

Everyone knew Jungkook was serious just by the look in his eye and in hopes of easing the tension Jimin said, “Jungkook come on, let go. He’s just running his mouth, don’t let it get to you. It’s not worth fighting.”

“Oh but I think he’s asking for it,” Jungkook said jostling Jisoo enough to make him sway as he looked him dead in the eye, “Aren’t you?”

“Let me go, man.”

“No, I want to hear you try and run your mouth about Y/n again,” Jungkook said, testing him now but Jisoo only shook his head. Jisoo looked around hoping to see if they would get him to lay off when he stared at the door.

“Y/n.”

Jungkook let go almost immediately, turning his head to the door and catching you standing there. You must’ve left your room and heard the commotion.

“Y/n, I don’t know what you heard but this guy’s cra—“

“Jisoo. Shut the fuck up and don’t talk to me,” you said looking absolutely disgusted in him, “You’re worse than the trash we pick up off the shore—and just so you know you’re the last guy I would ever fuck.”

He scoffed, “Bitch.”

Jungkook stormed over to where Jisoo was standing in front of you trying to make his leave. Your hand stuck out, palm flat against the ridges of his abs as you looked up at him, “Stop. He’s not worth it.”

“Y/n,” Jungkook said softly now, not caring at all about the other two who stayed in the room awkwardly, “He’s got no right talking about you like that and I don’t know how much you heard but I have a right to beat his ass.”

“I have a right to beat his ass,” you said in the same soft tone he used. He looked down at the hand that was still on his stomach and before he knew it his hand was down on your waist.

“Y/n none of us agree with what he said at all,” Hoseok said but your attention was on Jungkook who still had his jaw clenched thinking about Jisoo and how much he would really enjoy putting his hands on the guy.

“Let’s go for a walk,” you offered and before he knew it he was nodding his head following you downstairs ignoring the others as they looked in confusion as to why Jisoo stormed out the front door and what the yelling was all about. Jia watched as Jungkook’s hand’s never left your waist as he followed you outside to the deck and down to the sandy beach.

“You defended me.”

“Why wouldn’t I?” Jungkook asked as you both took your shoes off and let them at the end of the backyard to walk toes in the sand.

“I thought you still hated me.”

“You think that means I’m gonna let some guy say shit about you? Did you forget we talked about some serious things back then and how hurt you used to be?” Jungkook asked, “Besides I never hated you.”

You winced at his reminder. Back then you would have serious talks about past relationships and how you were both treated awful in them. He always told you that he had no respect for guys who would tear their girlfriends down and that if he could he would fight every single one of them for you. Clearly he hasn’t gone back on his word.

The sun had already set and what had started as a day quickly changed because of Jisoo. Jungkook was tired out but he didn’t want to go inside yet. He wanted to enjoy the empty beach with you and try and talk.

“Want to sit?” He asked, pointing to the shore. It was low tide and you could get close enough to the water without worrying about getting soaked. You nodded your head going to sit as he dropped to the sand next to you.

“Y/n.”

“Yeah?”

“Why’d you ditch me that night? I was waiting for you for an hour and you never showed and when we argued about it… you wouldn’t tell me why,” Jungkook finally said.

You took a deep breath deciding to be honest, “I saw you with a girl the night before and I guess I got kind of jealous and thought you were playing me since you flaked the first time.”

Jungkook looked visibly taken back, “I—the only girl I talked to other than you was my coworker. I went out with her because it was all of us but I just ended up taking her home because she was drunk. There was never anything between us.”

“Oh. I’m sorry,” you said awkwardly but he just shook his head. The sand was cool underneath you two and the water was a pretty shade of light blue and foamy white.

“It’s my fault, the first time I mean. I did flake so I get why you thought that so I’m sorry too.”

“Ugh,” you groaned as you fell back to lay down in the sand. Jungkook used his hands for support to sit but he looked down at you, “What?”

“Just annoyed. We could’ve avoided all this if I just asked you about it,” you told him making him laugh softly. He lied down next to you, “Maybe but I think I like you more after hearing what you told Jisoo and that wouldn’t have happened if we made up sooner.”

You laughed with him, “He’s so gross.” Jungkook nodded in agreement as the two of you looked up at the darkening sky.

“But I liked that you stuck up for me so thank you,” you said, making him smile.

It was quiet for a moment, “So why’d you buy the condoms?”

You groaned in embarrassment as you tried cov ring your face but he was on his side looking at you, “Because you were only paying attention to Jia after I thought we were beginning to be friends again and I don’t know… it was stupid.”

“You were jealous?” He asked if you actually were because every time he sees you with another guy he gets jealous. A little smile came to his face and you hit his arm lightly, “Don’t laugh at me.”

“I’m not, I’m just surprised. You know how many guys are into you? I’ve been jealous this entire trip and I don’t know, I’m just surprised to know you were too,” Jungkook admitted and you looked over at him too.

Neither one of you said anything for a moment and you just spent time outside deep into the night.

You looked at Jungkook, he looked at you, and you’re not sure if this was an unspoken agreement or if it was just a long time coming but before you knew it you were both leaning in for a kiss.

You captured his lips with yours making him let out a small groan as he kissed back fiercely. It was careful at first still seeing if this was something you both wanted before Jungkook began to turn his upper body enough to hover over you. His tongue found yours and explored the inside of your mouth, swiping along yours and letting them glide against each other creating a pool of drool. Your hand was on the side of his face, fingers digging into his hair as a hand of his reached over to hold you down against the sand by your waist. Jungkook felt his blood rushing, as every part of him felt on fire. You pulled away first, tugging his lips between your teeth before kissing him even harder than the first time. He let his tongue go even deeper into your mouth causing you to moan softly, breathing getting heavier as a light breeze coursed through the two of you noting that it was night time on the beach.

It was when a seagull went over your heads did the two of you realize how exposed you were. Raccoons had a tendency to be on shore once the sun had set looking for burrows of baby sea turtles and neither one of you wanted to be out when they came scurrying past. The lights in the house were off for the most part due to how late it was and the two of you were finally able to see how long you had been out.

“You’re so pretty,” he mumbled against your lips before pulling away enough to look at you. His hands were gently around your face wiping away the blown over sand from your features and brushing your hair back, “I didn’t want to be here at first because it was still awkward.”

He placed a tender kiss against your lips, “But if I wasn’t then… you know, we’d probably still be mad at each other.”

You reached forward to pin his bangs behind his ears, his ponytail loose and almost out but he just looked so handsome like this.

“The beach is so empty,” you commented as your hand trailed down the tight space between your bodies. Jungkook looked around, it was dark out and stars scattered across the night sky. You were utterly alone out here just making out like you hadn’t been put off by each other for the last few months.

You glide your hand down his chest, feeling the faint outline of his hard abs through the black shirt he's wearing with the sleeves cut off. He looked down at your hand, breath hitting when your hand reached the waistband of his trunks. You bite your lip as he leans down and starts kissing and sucking on your neck again.

You let your hand trail lower over his swimming trunks, softly tracing the outline of his length that was slowly hardening in your touch. It didn’t take long for you to notice he wasn’t wearing anything underneath. You let out a light gasp as he kissed along the curve of your jaw toward the end of your ear sucking just below it, body already shifting against you for more friction. He let out a low rumble through his chest when your hand palmed his erection, eyes already hazy as he dug his face into your neck.

"Dangerous territory," He mutters lowly, pressing his body down onto yours, kidding you deeply as your hand goes back down to his crotch, “We’re gonna get caught.”

It hasn’t left either one of your mind’s that you’re still outside laying against each other as the warm sand tickled your back and the waves of the sea acted as background noise. You trace the hard outline of his dick through the thin material.

"Fuck," He moans into your mouth, pulling back to catch his breath as he looks down at your hand. You slowly stroke up and down his length as you grab it through the material.

He raised his hips up just enough for you to be able to sink your hand inside his trunks and he bit his lip in anticipation. If you didn’t care that you were outside then neither would he, if anything it’s just arousing him even more.

You slowly and teasingly stroke up and down, palming him at a slow pace as he lets out a groan, “Y/n.”

You smile, “Jungkook.”

“Do you really want to do this?” He asked and for a second you weren’t sure if he meant what you were doing right now or what you were doing with each other in general. Instead you grip him by the base, moving your hand up to run your thumb over his mushroom tip. You spread his precum around with the pad of your thumb, “You don’t want to?”

"Fuck..." He whispers, pressing his forehead against yours, “I do. So fucking bad.”

You reconnect your lips with his, pumping his cock moving your hand up and down in tight then loose strokes. Your bodies were still so pressed against each other that if someone watched you from a distance then it would just look like a heavy makeout and not like your hand was jerking him off under his trunks. You start to move your hand quicker up and down his length, watching him as he presses his face into your neck and starts sucking and kissing the skin beneath your ear as you pulled his trunks down enough to slip only his hard length out for better access.

You speed up your hand even further, twisting and flicking your wrist as you feel him throb and twitch, hips bucking into your hand chasing that feeling that was getting closer, embarrassingly so. With a small tsk sound you release him making his body freeze before bringing your hand up. He looked down at it and his eyes stayed on yours as he spit right into it, you doing the same before running your palm against his tip then down his length.

He lets out a groan as he twitches, your quick strokes bringing him closer and closer to release. If anyone were to ask him if he knew you, of all people, would be giving him a wet handjob on the beach he’d laugh in their face.

"God, I'm gonna cum......" He moans out, placing both hands on the sand to hold himself up enough to not completely crush you with his waist as he fucked into your hand. You smirk and look up at him making him fuck your fist faster. With a small push-up then back down he crashes his lips against yours, growling into your mouth as he cums. Your hand immediately gets drowned in his release and the bottom of your shirt does too but you just smile into the kiss as his breathing gets heavier and more uneven.

“You know, I’ve never been to the movie room,” he whispered softly to you and you looked toward the house. He was still pressed against you but you had tucked him back in once he reeled back in.

The movie room was one of the only other rooms aside from your bedrooms and it was pretty much untouched. That meant that it was good for privacy and right now he felt like he needed privacy—with you. He wants to take you on a date and try it again but right now he wants to feel you even more.

“Me neither,” you said with furrowed brows as you tried to understand why he randomly brought it up. He didn’t answer you right away, tugging on your bottom lip lightly between his teeth, “Let’s go see it.”

You gave a brief nod of your head and he was helping you to your feet reaching behind you to dust off the sand for your denim shorts. He took your hand in his and led you back to the house being as quiet as possible. You still weren’t fully sure what you were doing but it didn’t seem to stop either one of you from making it into the movie room. Jungkook checked the hallways to see if they were empty before locking the two of you in.

Before you knew it the two of you were laying on the dozens of floor pillows and cushions on the floor making out with a movie playing in the background. This time you were on top. You were laying over him with one leg raised high against his waist with his hand on your butt, fingers pinching just slightly. Your other leg was between his and it was getting hard to ignore the growing length against your thigh. Jungkook reached for that same leg pulling it over so you could straddle him properly as you pulled back for a breath. His hands slid down to your eyes, bottom lip between his lips, hips softly grinding against yours as you reached for the hem of your shirt. He leaned up enough to yank the back of his shirt and with your help he threw it somewhere with yours.

It was very clear that it was your turn to be pleased by the way Jungkook so easily pulled you up onto all fours over him as he undid the button of your little denim shorts and yanked them down. You took it from there and shimmied them off fully before his hands gripped your hips tightly once more and you couldn’t silence the squeal you let out as he tugged you forward nearly dropping you over him, “Ju—Jungkook, what are you doing?”

“Wan’ you to sit on my face, like now Y/n,” he said in a serious tone. You shook your head, “No, I—do you really want me to?”

“Y/n…” he looked you dead in the eye as you sat on his chest with his hands flat on your thighs to make sure you didn’t move back. Your knees were over your shoulders and you just needed one pull to do what he asked and it was just all so tempting when he could smell your arousal.

“You just took my dick in your hand and made me cum out on the beach and you’re asking me if I want you to sit in my face?” Jungkook asked looking amused but also not, “I want you to ride my face, got it?”

You licked your lips at the thought and before you knew it Jungkook was already pushing you that small space forward until your heat was hovering over his face but not yet pressing into him. You sighed letting yourself relax and brush your fingers through his hair as he looked up dazed and waiting for your consent.

“You gonna show me how good you are with your tongue?” You asked, making his eyes roll just slightly.

“God yes,” he said with a sigh as he finally pulled you down the rest of the way, feeling your hand tighten in his hair. Your underwear was still in the way but it didn’t stop him from pressing his mouth to the soaked fabric of your underwear and his nose lightly tapped against your hooded clit already making you squirm. He gripped your thighs firmly now to keep you in place and just let him mouth at your covered cunt, licking at the fabric for just a hint of a teasing taste.

You tried not to put too much weight on him but he practically forced you down, face right against your soaked panties rubbing gently. You squirmed, “Jungkook.”

“Hm?” He hummed against you, hair brushed out of his face by your fingers, sparkly doe eyes looking at you from between your legs. You couldn’t see it but you knew he was smirking and it didn’t take long for Jungkook to slide his hands up from your thighs to your hips. Before you knew it he was gripping one side of your underwear and yanking in it hard enough to tear. He even jostled you a bit and then he did the other side too until it slipped off and he threw them somewhere far.

Jungkook looked up at your wet pussy, a line of slick dripping onto his tongue as he let his mouth open expectantly. As it touched the tip of it he did one swift lick between your folds to catch whatever else might drip. Immediately you gasped as he did it again, not wasting a moment to tease any longer. He’s so turned on he can’t even register the thought of taking his time.

“Careful,” You started to speak again, trying to remind him to take it easy since the others were sleeping and the television wasn’t that loud. It was pointless as he gave you another long lick followed by another. You bent forward, bracing yourself with one hand again in his hair pulling just slightly making him groan into your cunt as he tightened his grip on your thighs. Jungkook’s tongue worked upwards, shifting from long licks to short flicks against your clit. You couldn’t stop the rocking of your hips, biting your lip to keep yourself from moaning loudly and letting everyone know what the two of you were doing.

“Fuck,” you whispered softly, bucking your hips forward as his hands slid to your butt, gripping hard enough to grind your pussy down on his face as he ate you out.

You released a low groan and this time Jungkook lifted you off despite your protests. He glared up at you, “You want everyone to know how I’m eating your pussy out?”

“Ugh,” you rolled your eyes, hips still moving just slightly praying he’d just continue, “Slow down then.”

Jungkook gave you a cocky smile, his hold already growing firm as he sent you a wink before pulling you over his face once again licking at your pussy.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck," you murmured, nearly under your breath as his head moved frantically to follow the way you fucked into his face, tongue stiff as he flicked along your cunt sloppily.

You slapped a hand over your mouth, the knot in your stomach tightening, body convulsing with pleasure as he took in the sight of it. The way your torso moved with each buck of your hips, and your breasts. The tilt of your neck as you looked up trying not to look at him and the tight hold you had in his hair.

Without warning, you reached your climax all over Jungkook’s tongue. He eased your orgasm, licking softly before moving you off of him. As he did so his hands came down to your waist sliding you down with ease. He held you down to lay on top of him and without question your lips were on his again.

“So good,” he whispered against you, ready to take his trunks off once more, “I need you.”

“Mmh,” you said between kisses still not registering what he said until he was rolling you over under him so he could take them off. He kissed down your neck, “Condom?”

You nodded ready to reach out for one before your body froze. Jungkook, who still kissed and sucked on your neck blissfully, wasn’t paying attention. You tapped on his head to get him to look at you but he kept going, surely leaving live bites.

“I don’t have any.”

He stopped but didn’t pull away, “What?”

You sighed, “They’re in my room.”

He sighed as he pulled up but kept his body pressed against yours, “You’re lying.”

The situation made you laugh. Out of all times this could be happening to you. The first time you’re even attempting to get physical and after everything you've done tonight but you’re responsible.

He let his head fall onto your chest with a small groan. You sighed, “Sorry.”

Jungkook left a soft kiss on the mound of your breast, “Don’t be. Not like you knew this would happen, right?”

He definitely didn’t. Jungkook did not for one second even think about the possibility of kissing you this summer and definitely not as far as the two of you have gone tonight.

“Ugh,” you groaned as he hugged you, “If I go in and Sora wakes up, I’ll never hear the end of it.”

“It’s okay,” he said, finally moving off you as he made himself comfortable next to you, still only in his trunks.

“Where’s my shirt?” You asked sitting up but he just pulled you back down grabbing one of the large throw blankets laying around and tossing it over you.

“Let’s just sleep right here,” he mumbled looking over to the door making sure he did lock it. He grabbed his shirt off the floor for you to put on and once you did, he let you cuddle into his side. He tried ignoring the sexual frustration that built up from not having sex with you but neither one of you were doing it without protection especially so soon.

“Everyone’s gonna think something is up,” you whispered as he let you use his bicep as a pillow.

He just shrugged.

“Who cares?”

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Jungkook was zoned out all morning the next day. No one’s said anything about the fact that the two of them didn’t return to their bedrooms last night but it’s very clear everyone has their suspicions just from the way they’ve been looking at you two. Of course they probably think the two of you made use of those condoms but they are gravely mistaken—almost but not yet. Soon though, he’s already made that promise to you both. When you get back to Seoul he’s gonna take you out and then everything will just fall into place, hopefully.

“What’s with the pigtails?” Jisoo — of all people — had the nerve to ask Jungkook.

“Why are you talking to me?” Jungkook asked, glaring at him as you fixed the end of one as the hair in the pony curled just under his pierced ear. Jisoo looked at you as if you’d stick up for him and that only annoyed Jungkook even more.

Jisoo seems to have forgotten that just yesterday he almost got into a fight with you both — even if it made you and Jungkook make up — it didn’t mean you liked the guy.

“Y/n,” Jisoo said, making Jungkook roll his eyes, “Can we talk?”

“No,” Jungkook said but you just placed a hand on his shoulder and handed him a mirror.

“I guess,” you said before looking at Jungkook, “Look at how good your hair looks. I’ll be right back.”

“Come get me if he tries anything,” Jungkook said as he held up the mirror checking himself out. The end of his growing mullet was in low pigtails but he still had wavy bangs curled around his ears and over his forehead. He looked ridiculous using his tattoo covered hands to clear his bangs out of his eyes.

“What?” You asked Jisoo, already sounding annoyed as he dragged you outside to the deck. You sat at the wooden table by the grill and waited for him to speak.

“I just wanted to apologize for yesterday,” Jisoo said honestly, “I was out of line and honestly if I knew you were with Jungkook I wouldn’t have said anything but I just don’t get why you two were hiding it.”

You laughed, like actually laughed, and it confused him even more. You stopped for a moment to look at him, “So you’re apologizing not because of what you said but because you didn’t realize I was with Jungkook? Which I wasn’t, let me just say.”

“No, that's not what I meant, I just… well you know, you weren’t giving anyone the time of day and I showed you I was interested. I guess I just wanted to annoy Jungkook because he seemed so territorial over you but I didn’t expect you to hear,” Jisoo said, scratching the back of his head nervously.

“Are you stupid?” You asked, “This isn’t an apology to me at all, and honestly if you can’t just apologize for the way you spoke about me then why even bother? You’re making excuses saying that I wouldn’t give you the time of day? Damn, Jisoo, I wonder why!”

Jungkook didn’t even hide the way he was glaring out the sliding glass doors. He can’t even hear what you’re saying and that just annoys him more. He’s just waiting for Jisoo to do something so that he has an excuse to go out there. If he tries anything then he picked the wrong day for that.

Jungkook is sexually frustrated, homesick, and annoyed with him still over last night.

“Oh my god! Jungkook! Your hair is so cute!” Jia and Mirae said when they made it through the door carrying takeout. Jungkook looked over at them seemingly unimpressed, “Thanks.”

You and Jisoo made it back inside after you made it incredibly clear that you don’t like that guy just in time to see Jia reach for the end of Jungkook’s pigtail.

“You look so cute, I’m not used to this cute side of yours. Did you do your hair like this?” Jia asked as Jungkook looked at you and Jisoo walk in.

“No, I did,” you muttered and Jungkook reached for Jia’s hand to push it away before coming over to where you were.

“Oh,” she said as he followed you up the stairs without a single glance back at them, “Well it’s really cute.”

“Take them out,” you said just as the two of you made it to the top floor. His brows furrowed in confusion, “What?”

You huffed as you began pulling his pigtails out, “I don’t want them looking at you like that.”

He laughed, “You feeling jealous already? We just made up yesterday.”

“So? Do you want me to go tell Jisoo he looks cute?”

“I’m taking them out,” he said, helping you, “The only person you can call cute is me.”

“Well don’t let other people touch your hair then—“ You cut yourself off as your eyes drifted to one of the bedroom doors.

Jimin and Hoseok didn’t even bother to act like they didn’t see the whole thing. Jimin smirked as he looked at you two then at Hoseok. He just laughed, “Looks like someone did get laid, and it sure as hell wasn’t me.”

“Ugh!” Jungkook groaned, “We didn’t—“

“Yeah sure bud,” Jimin said as the two walked past you and Jungkook, “Not what we heard last night.”

Your jaw dropped realizing that you might’ve been louder than expected. Jungkook just glared at them, “Want me to kill you?”

“How morbid!” Hobi gasped dramatically, “You’d think getting laid by the girl he’s been obsessing over would loosen the guy up.”

“We didn’t!” Jungkook yelled ready to trail after them but you just hugged him by the waist laughing.

“Let them think we did, who cares?”

::.

whew okay this was a fave and don’t worry bc in part two? 🤭🤭oh yeah the fuck. and it’s gonna be city vibe relationship next so y’all better tune in.

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[wangxianficrecs]

Meng Yao vs. the Board of the Homeowner's Association by Ariaste

Meng Yao vs. the Board of the Homeowner's Association

by Ariaste

M, 119k, WIP, series, Xiyao & Wangxian

Summary: Two gremlins, their husbands, and the horrible HOA board. As long as nobody gets arrested for arson or murder, we're gonna call it a win.

Mojo's comments: Very funny modern au (all POV meng yao) wherein he and lan xichen are happily married and living in suburbia near a similarly happily married wangxian. Meng Yao only thrives when he can scheme, of course, and his shameless violence is aimed at protecting his hubby (whose tomatoes were violated by Horrible Susan of the HOA). Wwx is just happy to gremlin with his brother-in-law via late-night McDonald's warroom planning. Somehow, this turns them into accidental friends. Meanwhile, Lan family secrets start coming out ('secret' is a foreign concept to wei 'overshare' ying, heh) and it explains SO. MUCH. 9 works so far, series in progress. (9th work is 2/3.)

Excerpt: “Sometimes I just tell A-Yao things. They just fall out of my mouth.” Wei Wuxian spoons an alarming amount of marshmallows into his cocoa. “You understand, don’t you, dage? It’s just so easy to tell him things.” “I understand,” Huan-ge says. “I too tell him things often.” Meng Yao, sipping at the edge of the foam on his cocoa, pauses. There’s a… tone in Huan-ge’s voice. A setting-a-trap tone. “Yeah! Yeah, you get it.” “For example,” Huan-ge says smoothly, picking up the tray and straightening again, “after every time A-Yao and I make love, we shake hands and say, ‘Thank you for the orgasm, respected associate, it was satisfactory,’ and then I give his sexual performance a rating on a scale of one to ten.” Wei Wuxian freezes at the phrase ‘make love’. By the end of the sentence, his eye is twitching. Meng Yao keeps his face perfectly straight as Huan-ge walks out of the room with the tray tucked under his arm. “What’s the face for?” Meng Yao says, sipping cocoa. “Do you and Wangji not do that?” “Is this real life?” Wei Wuxian says, the paralysis melting away into distress. “Did this just happen? A-Yao, that wasn’t real, was it? He was just--fucking with me? Right??” “I beg your pardon? Have you ever known Xichen to be the sort to fuck with anyone?” Meng Yao takes another judgmental sip of cocoa. “I’ll thank you to not speak like that about my respected associate.”

humor, modern setting, modern no magic, meng yao & wei wuxian, jin guangyao & wei wuxian, pov jin guangyao, accidental therapy, accidental friendship, relationship development, hijinks & shenanigans, chicanery, fluff, domestic, family feels, adoption, bamf madam lan, bamf jin guangyao, gremlin wei wuxian, shameless wei wuxian, getting high, suburbia, feel good fic, @ariaste

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[yamirexic]

anti christmas "kill mas"

jack skellington - the jins (only acceptable christmas song)

all I want for christmas is you - mcr (only acceptable version of this horrible overplayed song)

custer - slipknot

hey you! - the anxiety (willow and tyler cole)

slutgarden - marilyn manson

in bloom - nirvana (my official kill mas song)

I'm not okay - mcr

super sadist - jack off jill

tears dry on their own - amy winehouse

break on through - the doors

jesus of suburbia - green day

purple haze - jimi hendrix

the title reminded me of "Anti Christ Superstar" xD (I don't support Marilyn Manson's wrong doings, the music is just really good)

#funny shit #music #playlist #christmas #it's time #x mas #anti christopher hayden #anti x mas #rebel #rebellion #punk rock #punk #pop punk #punk music #punk style #jack off jill #joj #mcr #i miss my wife #my chemical romance #emo #nirvana #nevermind #amy winehouse #the doors #jim morrison #marilyn manson #antichrist superstar #willow smith #slipknot

[mysmorgasbordoffantabulosa]

Hmm what in Taehyung set your gaydar off? I'm a bi woman and idk I don't trust my gaydar at all 😆 what's worse is that i fing it hardest to detect Bis like me 😆 that's why Im asking bc jhope and tae might be bi but idk 🤔 I always get the urge to move jhope in the gay category and tae with the straights. I am always open to the possibility of being wrong but here's my assumption -> Gay - JM & Suga; Bi - jhope & tae; Straight - jk, jin, rm

These are my personal opinions which may not have any basis, so nobody come for my head please, I just wanna discuss 😅

I think because of fan service and skin ship it's sometimes hard to differentiate to potential sexualities, even in a group like BTS where it seems less geared toward queer sensibilities.

Thoughts of the members sexualities...

Hyung line excluding J Hope:

RM - Heteroflexible, I used to flip between thinking he's straight or Bi.

Jin - He's straight, I could also see him as demi-sexual though

Suga - Bi/Pan - he's said as much in lyrics and interviews, but probably leans towards women in general.

Maknae Line & J Hope:

Firstly, Hobi & Jimin...

J Hope - Bi, he initially gave me ACE vibes, but as I got to know him I realised he's probably wasn't comfortable in his sexuality and has grown in confidence.

Jimin - Bi... well first off he's close to Kai and Taemin and friends, who give off the biggest queer vibes in the entire K-Pop community, also he flirts with anything guys and girls in equal measure.

Ok on to Taekook, here are some of the things that make me think why I came to the conclusions I did...

JK

Demi-sexual Gay or possibly Bi with possible gender non-conforming. JK is an enigma wrapped in a puzzle… yes, he dresses masculine a lot, but he constantly wears gender-neutral clothing brands and even said (paraphrasing) fashion has no gender.

He has liked queer singer/songwriters:

His constant plugging of Troye Sivan (even covered "Fools" about young gay love as duest with RM),

Sharing a gay unrequited love song by Years & Years - Memo

The alleged LGBTQ playlists on his official Spotify profile before they disappeared

Adding Trans artist Kim Petras to playlist

Adding Queer singer/songwrite Carlie Hanson to his playlist

As wells as other queer songs to, such as:

Destin Conrad - In the Air

Troye Sivan - Suburbia | Talk Me Down | There for You

Kehlani - You Should be Here | Honey

Kim Petras - Do Me

Let us also not forget his first thought when meeting RM was thighs. Plus he has fascination with guy butts, slapping them or filming them.

His used of the phrase "I'm Still Me" a few months after the release of Love, Simon in South Korea. He used it twice, firstly in a tweet posting some art, then later in the summer package when asked how he's changed, in both case he used the exact English.

His whole partners are family too, thing during the Japanese BBQ Party

The whole golden closet films, with Bert and Ernie inside.

Overall, whilst he can be masculine, there are times JK is incredibly feminine. JK is queer, he just doesn't broadcast it loudly, just like the others in the group or even in K-Pop in general. So the suspicion is less on him because he only occasionally talks about his interests and likes, that might come across as queer.

Tae

He's probably the only one I can say is definitely gay. He does things that your typical straight man would not do.

Most straight men I know, personally or work with, would not have three gay photographers as their favourites and in the case of Ante Badzim an inspiration. Also, I find it interesting that as a thank-you Ante (who is now a friend with Tae) Tweeted this photo of two naked men in a pool:

Ryan McGinley, a well known photographer, who's photographed tons of celebs, but also posts very gay and very naked gay couples, nudes and sexually explicit suggestive content mostly focusing on the men...

Here are some examples of Ryan McGinley's work:

It should be noted, during a pre-BE album YouTube Live video with Tae, RM and Hobi, RM mentioned Ryan in conversation with Tae regarding the photography for BE's concept and JK, to which Tae became very nervous about, and hinted that that was related to a secret project. Tae has one of Ryan's photo-books, which he photed about, though he had to issue an apology for posting a photo of the book back in 2016. In 2017, Dean (KwonHyuk) posted a screenshot of his conversation with Tae (note the chat was quite innocuous). Tae's chat profile image was of a naked man running a field, the photographer of that images was Ryan: https://www.koreaboo.com/stories/detectives-discover-connection-between-bts-v-and-dean/

Tae also highlights and promotes, queer/gay artists too. He's a big fan of Troye Sivan and has recommended 5 of his songs:

Easy ('Easy' follows the star as he examines a crumbling relationship, begging his lover to give their relationship a second chance.")

Seventeen (he alluded that his song is about losing his virginity to an older man)

What a heavenly way to die (a love song about growing old with his significant other, spending their last days in each other's company)

My My My (is about queer sexual liberation and love with an MV that very gay)

Animal (A beautiful same sex song about being whipped for his man)

Another song he chose to highlight, both in a VLive and in a Bangtan Bomb, was Crazy Beautiful by Austin P Mackenzie:

Other LGBTQ+ artists/songs he highlighted are:

Conan Gray - The Other Side Sam Smith - Stay With Me ! Lay Me Down Kehlani - Advice ! Piece of Mind ! Dstraction Frank Ocean - Thinkin bout you

It's clear he's a big fan of Leslie Cheung, a deceased gay actor, from Hong Kong. He's some evidence that Tae's a fan:

Happy Together, the first big gay film to come out of Hong Kong, starring Leslie Cheung.

And let us know forget that Taekook used the hand sign that Leslie Cheung did to he's lover Daffy during concerts and a secret way of say I love you:

Side note: JK also did some Leslie Cheung things too:

Taehyung, has highlighted/reference several films with gay centric storylines. They are:

Moonlight - is references in his song 4 O'Clock

Call Me By Your Name - he mentioned it in a VLive with Hobi, referenced it in a Tweet playing the piano to the soundtrack on in Pride Month, and reading the script of the father / son conversation, in full in Korean, about accepting one's sexuality.

The Man I love - In the same VLive with Hobi, he mentioned this French gay film

One of his favourite fashion designers is gay, Alessandro Michele from Gucci:

He likes queer artists, like Alexander Calder and Jean Michel Basquiat:

Conclusion

No straight person I know would highlight this many queer content/artists as their personal favourites. Most gay men I know will gravitate to queer content more and have queer representations in the homes and life. People gravitate to things that resonate with themselves. And if you're queer, that will be queer people and things.

#my asks #taekook #jungkook #taehyung #taekook analysis #bts sexualities

[tricksheart]

Akira to Jin from Persona 3: Listen here, Digimon Emperor. Stop copying my group! You and Jesus of Suburbia over there really causing damage to my brand as a phantom thief. It's annoying!

Everyone else in SEES: Face palming.

#[ it’s akira / joker loving hours. ooc ] #[ the kaneki ken of persona. crack ] #lol

[lovenona]

there's a small petty fire of jealousy in toji whenever you compliment Jin's cooking; be it the small club house sandwhiches he brings when it's grill day or the homebaked cookies he gives when the yuuji comes over for a playdate. it's the way you release a small and innocent appreciative moan on those first bites, the way you gush over a new dessert that itadori jin brings over.

he hates it. he really does.

toji cannot stand the way you admire itadori jin’s cooking. 

it makes his blood boil, really, the way you smile and ask jin what’s in his finger sandwiches or how long he bakes his infamous eclairs for. do you not see toji selling his soul to the grill? do you not appreciate the blood, sweat, and tears that he pours into his work over there? 

he doesn’t understand what’s so great about jin’s cooking anyway. sure, it’s pretty enough to be in a magazine – that, toji concedes – but do they really taste that special? toji is confident itadori jin doesn’t know how to season eel and salmon the way he can; besides, he probably couldn’t light a grill if his life depended on it.

so why the fuck are you on the verge of blissful tears every time jin feeds you something?

toji wonders if he should download pinterest or develop a talent for presentation to woo your tastebuds. but he, for all his insistence on winning your favor, does not understand why he should spend forever making his plates look pretty if you’re just going to eat it. 

still, he tries. toji places your dinner on a slightly fancier plate than usual. he arranges the grilled vegetables into something other than a haphazard pile and arranges the cutlery all nice. to his pleasure (and his disappointment) the ruse works: you smile at him with that same lovesick look in your eye when you take the first bite and compliment him on his particularly stellar grilling. 

which, of course, dies as soon as itadori jin saunters into the yard with his elderflower cake, and your eyes follow his dessert for the rest of the evening. 

(toji hates it. he really does.)

#happy soft toji sunday #fushiguro.toji #<3 #suburbia!jjk #suburbia!jin #suburbia!toji

[beanmaster-pika]

The household schematics of my mdzs modern au set in ambiguously American suburbia ft. Mr Mianmian and Jingyi’s parents. Transcriptions of the relationship web under the cut

Mianmian & Mr. Mianmian: Dating

Mianmian & Wen Qing: Dating

Mianmian & Lan Wangji: Friends (this is important to me)

Wen Qing & Lan Wangji: Lavender married for reasons

Lan Wangji & Wen Ning: Dating

Wei Wuxian & Lan Wangji: ♡

Wen Ning & Wei Wuxian: ♡

Wen Qing, Lan Wangji, Wei Wuxian, & Wen Ning --> a-Yuan: they grew him out of the soil like a radish and that’s the story they’re sticking with (actually WQ and WN’s biological cousin as you know)

Xiao Xingchen --> Wei Wuxian: Nephew (respectful)

Wei Wuxian --> Xiao Xingchen: Uncle (joking)

Xiao Xingchen & Song Lan: Married

Xiao Xingchen & Song Lan --> Xue Yang & a-Qing: Legal guardians

Xue Yang --> a-Qing: I’ll fight a 7yo I don’t give a shit

a-Qing --> Xue Yang: I’m telling dad

Jingyi’s mom & Jingyi’s dad: Queerplatonic relationship

Jingyi’s parents --> Jingyi: Jingyi finally has parents

Nie Mingjue, Lan Xichen, & Meng Yao: Married

Mo Xuanyu --> Meng Yao: Thanks for getting custody of me from my other horrible relatives

Meng Yao --> Mo Xuanyu: You’re welcome

Mo Xuanyu --> Nie Huaisang: Respects

Nie Huaisang --> Mo Xuanyu: Being a role model is too much work please idolize someone else

Nie Huaisang & Jiang Cheng: “secretly” dating

Jiang Cheng --> a-Yuan: idc that you aren’t legally WWX’s you’re still my nephew

a-Yuan --> Jiang Cheng: that relative you’ve only met three times in your life and don’t know how to interact with (this will change)

Jiang Yanli & Jiang Cheng: Were unhealthily codependent following their parents’ deaths and JC just didn’t move out after therapy

Jiang Yanli & Jin Zixuan: Married

Jiang Yanli & Jin Zixuan --> Jin Ling: their baby!!!

Jiang Cheng --> Jin Ling: If anything happened to you I would kill everyone in this room and then myself

Jin Ling --> Jiang Cheng: jiujiu!!!!! fave babysitter

#mdzs modern au #mdzs #mo dao zu shi #grandmaster of demonic cultivation #the founder of diabolism #pika's post #pika's art #uhhhhh lmk if i should have tagged any ships for people to block but im tired rn good night

[moccahobi]

Wine About It [Namjoon x Jin]

Warnings: Drunkenness, a small injury, small talk about an abusive relationship.

Prompt: Broke Wizard performing at kids birthday parties and single parent au + “Quit it or I’ll bite”

Word Count: 4k Words

Genre: Fluff, Angst, Bad Crack

Magic: It was something that surrounds Jin in every aspect of his life. It helps that as a wizard he has an extreme affinity towards it. He grew up playing with toys that came to life and created worlds for fun instead of Jin having to simply imagine one. Jin was one of the lucky few who not only had an affinity towards magic but also had a large magic store. Prestigious high schools reached out to him, ready to give him a full ride. He took the most prestigious one up on that offer but along the way something happened. He found his niche but it wasn’t a good niche. Fairly quickly, Jin lost a lot of prestige and he ended up only getting into his local community college. Now, Jin is a broke college grad. 

No one has a need for Jin’s magic. He found that out in high school but only recently had Jin really been able to accept that after graduating. That’s how Jin finds himself here: 

Going against his niche and making fun apparitions for the children to play with at a birthday party. 

He is broke. So broke that he has to pay his rent asap or he could be evicted. 

It is hard to go against his niche but Jin doesn’t care. He needs money. 

“Now kids, I wanna tell you a story of when I last went to a zoo?” Jin asks, smiling as he feels the eagle ebb away into nothing. The kids run towards Jin, smiling and laughing and ready for more fun.

He crouches down as they happily cheer, “Tell us, hyung!” 

“It was a really small zoo. Not the best because they only had one animal.” Jin’s smile widens with excitement, “It was a shih tzu.” An apparition of a shih tzu runs out from around the pile of birthday gifts, the children screaming in excitement. Laughing, Jin stands up and brushes off his jeans. Half of the parents look at Jin scoldingly… The other parents laugh and Jin smiles at them.

Looking back at the children who are happily smiling and playing with the shih tzu, Jin laughs. They are happy and seeing his clients happy always make his work worth it. Sure he has been performing for four hours now and he feels his magic swoon and waver but Jin pushes through. The children are happy and that is all that really matters to Jin. 

An hour later, Jin walks away from the yard he was performing in and into the family’s kitchen. It is large and grand but so sterile that he only felt slightly sad that his own apartment is a fraction of the suburbia house. His apartment isn’t bad at all but it isn’t an ideal situation as well. He has all that he really needs… he just doesn’t have much of what he really wants. That is life though. Jin sighs, taking out his homemade bento box and digging in happily. 

BANG!

Jin looks up startled by the sound of a bunch of plastic plates falling and sure enough, a large lanky man was sitting in a pile of fallen plastic plates. The plates might have been for the cake, but cushioning a fall is just as useful if not more.

“A-Are you ok?” Jin asks, his voice less certain than he would have liked as he rushed towards the man whose face was slowly reddening. The man was handsome and for a while Jin simply looks into his eyes while kneeling down to try and help him. Jin feels entranced by how handsome the man is, his button nose and caramel tan skin drawing Jin in.

A cough interrupts Jin’s thoughts, “I… I am fine… uhhh… Just… Uhhh… gotta get more to drink.” He is mumbling as he gets up and Jin slowly walks back to his lunch as the man stumbles towards the refrigerator.

There is something strange with the way he man speaks that makes Jin feel very uneasy. The whole way the man holds himself is extremely strange for Jin in fact. No one should struggle to walk or speak. Jin wants to ask the man what was up, but he doesn’t. It isn’t Jin’s place to barge in… no matter how much Jin wants to. 

Jin holds his tongue until the man took a half drunk bottle of wine and chugs it all in one go. Then Jin really can’t hold back and so he speaks, “I know that I am simply being employed to work the party, but would you care to whine to me about what’s up? I thought parties were supposed to be happy events.” Jin hopes that the pun hides how awkwards the situation, but he knows that it won’t do too much. Jin also hopes that he doesn’t seem too curious but at the same time, it is important for him to make sure the kids stay safe and a drunk person here could be an issue. 

“I… It’s hard to be here…” The man starts, his face twisting and he struggles to put the empty bottle of wine back in the fridge, “The last time I was here was when I was still with my… my ex wife.” 

“I am very sorry for your loss. You must of loved her a lot.”

“She was a total abusive bitch, but the was my son’s wife.” 

What? 

Jin’s eyes widen in shock, mouth falling open and eyes bugging.

“She was upset at me for being gay because, you know, I totally planned to be gay. It didn’t just happen. I chose to become gay. Duh. I just… I really hope my son doesn’t feel bad for only having a dad… let alone a gay one. She… she filled me with so much guilt about who I am too… I hope my son doesn’t feel it.” 

“Sir--”

“Namjoon. My name is Namjoon.”

“Namjoon-sshi, I know that it isn’t nessisarily my place to talk, but I think that if anyone judges you for being a single gay dad, they are in the wrong. I am very sorry that you were in a relationship with someone you didn’t want to be with but don’t you think that being drunk at a party will only make the situation worse?” Jin hopes that he wasn’t overstepping and that the man will actually take what he says to heart but at the same time, why would the man? He has no reason to but Jin has a need to keep the birthday party goers safe and happy. Jin stands up and hands Namjoon his bento box, “Eat up. I’ll get you water.” 

It’s Namjoon’s turn to look shocked and when Namjoon looks and Jin he starts talking again, “My job is to make sure the kids are having fun, but I also want them to be safe. I really don’t think that one of the parents being drunk is going to do much for both of those things.”

Namjoon simply nods, looking down at Jin’s bento box and starting to eat. Jin would have to mourn his lost bento box another time because this man needs to sober up ASAP. A drunk person at a children’s party is never fun for anyone and if Namjoon didn’t walk here, he’d have to drive home. Well Jin knows that if that’s the case, Jin will be driving Namjoon and his child home. Safety is key. As soon as Namjoon finishes the bento box and drinks one glass of water, he starts crying. It’s shocking to Jin but he is there for Namjoon, bringing him into a circle and letting Namjoon cry on his shoulder. Mentally, Jin flounders on what he could say or do to help Namjoon all while rubbing Namjoon’s back and letting the man cry. Jin wishes that he could take away Namjoon’s pain, his own experience of coming out running through his head all the while. 

It takes Namjoon ten minutes to calm down and when he does, Jin moves away, wets a paper towel, and hands it to Namjoon. Namjoon wipes his face down while Jin gets Namjoon another glass of water. Namjoon definitely looks more sober but Jin knew that Namjoon had just drank half a bottle of wine and he is far from sober. 

“Namjoon-sshi, do you think you could take a nap?” 

“Uhhhh… Possibly?” As quickly as possible, Jin guides Namjoon to one of the couches in the living room and helps him lay on his side, facing away from the couch. 

“I will check in on you soon. Don’t worry. Just be sure to not roll over, ok?” Jin asks and Namjoon simply nodded, seeming to start dozing off already, “What does your kid look like? I will make sure to keep an eye on them.”

“He… he is small… bowl cut… big nose and ears… he’s small… shy… I yeah.” Namjoon is dozing off more and more by now.

“What is his name?” 

“Jungkook…” Namjoon quickly falls asleep and Jin goes back to the kitchen to clean up. Jin makes quick work of cleaning up after Namjoon falls asleep and by the time he is back outside after his lunch break, he has already identified Jungkook and was keeping an eye on the shy kid. 

“Now children, I have shown you all so much but I want to show you all my favorite animal of all and I love spending time with him.” Jin smiles, the children (including Jungkook who shyly watches from the back) smiling excitedly, “His name is Minseok and he’s a magical dog of mine… Actually his breed is magical too.”

“Do you want to meet him?” Jin asks and gets many nods in return, “Well, he is a Labracadabrador!” Jin laughs spinning around to reveal another apparition of a dog, this one large and with a stick in his mouth. The children scream happily and play with it, Jin watching over them to make sure no one gets hurt. Jungkook barely joins in, teetering on playing and watching but it is clear to Jin that he wanted to play with the apparition of the dog so Jin walks over to Jungkook, a large smile on his face.

“Can you keep a secret?” Jin smiles slyly, kneeling down to look Jungkook in the eye. Jungkook looks to be a year or so younger than the other children and it starts to make more sense as to why he seems to shy in comparison to the other. 

Jungkook nods, eyes wide and excited.

“I know that I said that Minseok was my favorite magical animal, but I might have lied.” Jin starts, trying hard not to smile as Jungkook gasps in shock, “I actually have a super snake that I think is just sssssssssuperior.” 

At this Jungkook gasps again and jumps, his eyes wide and shining, “Can I see this swake?” He asks and Jin smiles happily, looking at the ground near his feet and picking up a blade of grass.

“I guess you can… but first,” Jin smiles, hoping that this magic will work, “First you need to blow on this piece of grass. My snake is ssssssssssuper shy as well.” 

Jungkook quickly does as Jin asks and soon enough the blade of grass slowly morphs into a much longer, similar colored snake. 

Jin hands the small snake over to Jungkook who is now giggling excitedly and watching the snake slither. 

"Why do you like it more than Minseok?" Jungkook whispered and Jin smiled in return. 

"He’s just so ssssssuper. I like him.” Jin smiles and plays with the snake apparition for the rest of the party with Jungkook, only leaving to make sure the children are still having fun and that Namjoon has not vomited on himself. 

Just as Jin had suspected earlier that night, by the time the party is winding down and it is time for most people to leave, Namjoon is still drunk to a degree. 

Jin sighs and hopes that he isn't dead asleep, "Namjoon-sshi, it's time to wake up." Jin lightly shakes Namjoon's shoulder and prays that Jungkook doesn't see Namjoon like this often. 

"Five more minutes," Namjoon grumbles, swatting at Jin's hand in the process. It makes Jin laugh as he looks closer at Namjoon's face. He really was so handsome and if Jin wasn't a good looking guy himself, he might not know how to talk to Namjoon, but Jin is a really good looking guy and he does know how to talk to Namjoon. 

"No, Namjoon-sshi. We need to get going now. Not in five minutes."

"But I want to sleep. Please. I am toyerd," It takes a second for Jin to realize that Jin meant tired and not some random gibberish and when Jin realizes that, he laughs. Namjoon was really a very cute man. What a shame that Jin will not see him again after this. 

"No." Jin says and hoists Namjoon up so that he is sitting up before getting more water for the man to drink. Namjoon needs to wake up before Jin drives him and Jungkook home or Jin won't know where to go. Jin looks around for his bag so that he can grab his keys and usher Namjoon and Jungkook to leave ASAP. He finds nothing.

"Namjoon-sshi, I need you to wake up now. It's time to go home. Did you drive here?" Jin asks as soon as Namjoon's eyes open, giving his full attention to Namjoon, who was struggling to keep his eyes open and his body still. 

Namjoon nods, taking a sip of the water childishly and spilling  it on his shirt, "You're handsome. Are you my prince charming?"

Namjoon tries to wink and smile towards Jin and at this, Jin laughs, "I can be if it'll get you up." Jin has been told by many drunk people before that he is handsome but hearing someone call him prince charming? That was a first. It was nice. Really nice. Jin hasn't had someone to be with romantically for a long while. If only it lasted because as soon as Namjoon stands up... he falls, a loud thud resounding through the living room along with a quiet "ouch" from Namjoon.

"Omo! Namjoon-sshi! Are you ok?" Jin gasps, kneeling next to Namjoon's fallen body, ready to help Namjoon how ever Namjoon might need it. 

“I... I think I am... but I might have hurt my head..." Namjoon looks and Jin from the floor with an awkward laugh and that is when Jin sees a small cut on his eyebrow, a small trickle of blood streaming down his face. 

"You're bleeding!" Jin cries, closing his eyes and focusing his energy on summoning something to help Namjoon. Maybe a bandaid or gauze or ointment?

Anything.

"Why are you holding a fruit-by-the-foot?" Namjoon asks, bringing Jin out of his concentration to see a packet of fruit-by-the-foot in his hands. 

"I... I don't know." Jin is confused and ashamed. His niche always thwarting what Jin actually wanted to do... "You can eat it though. I'll just grab some tissues from the bathroom." Jin moves to get up before Namjoon looks at him wide eyed again and grabs Jin's wrist gently. 

"No! I want to be near my prince charming! Why didn't you say you were my prince charming earlier?" Namjoon jumps up and shouts, his eyes bugging out as he frantically rearranged the living room decor, blood still streaming down his face as he does so. Jin laughs uncomfortably as he watches Namjoon move the couch so it is ten centimeters away from the wall and at an angle before pushing it back against the wall himself. 

"I need-" Jin starts.

"Yeah! Stop thwarting my plan, Prince-sshi! I need to make my home nice for you!" Namjoon shouts, grabbing Jin's wrist and pulling him away from the couch gently, "I am fine. You are fine. Like really fine. Let me make this house look fine too!"  

"You're not in your house, Namjoon-sshi. Please calm down. I need to tend to your cut and Jungkook is in the next room over. We also need to get you both home before the actual owners of this house kick us out... Which might happen sooner now that you're trying to rearrange the furniture while bleeding all over the place." Jin hopes that Namjoon had an ability to reason with Jin but at the same time. Namjoon seems like a somewhat reasonable person himself. Namjoon's eyes bug out of his head again again after what Jin says.

"You've already met my son?"

"Yes? Why? No! Wait, don't talk! We really need to-" 

"And you like him? Please tell me you like him! I cannot be with you, Prince-sshi, if you don't like my son. It's the law. I will break up with you and block you if you don't like my son. Please tell me you like him. Please" Namjoon is begging at this point and Jin cannot help but laugh awkwardly again, moving fowards to gently grab Namjoon's wrist as he had done for Jin and guide him towards the bathroom.

"Your son is amazing, Namjoon-sshi, and now we are not dating, but more importantly than that, I need to clean up this cut. It could get infected and I really don't want you to have to deal with that."

"We aren't dating?" Namjoon looks down at the floor almost as if he is grieving something as Jin guides him closer towards the bathroom and the tissues, "Then date me!" Namjoon stops in his tracks, eyes wide.

"I... Namjoon-sshi, I think it is time to get you cleaned up and home." Jin feels flabbergasted and clearly Namjoon can't handle his alcohol and really needs to get back to his own home, "Jungkook needs to sleep. It is probably past his bed time anyways." Jin hopes that this tactic works on getting Namjoon to placate and and let Jin work on helping him. 

"Only if you agree to go on a date with me." Namjoon looks Jin in the eyes, his brows slightly furrowed and face resolute looking, still not moving an inch. 

Jin sighs, "Fine. Let's get you cleaned up and then you and Jungkook home first. Later, we can go on a date." Jin knows that it's a lie. He'll never see Namjoon or Jungkook again. Never. That is how jobs work. No matter if Namjoon is handsome as all hell or if Jin is amazed by how wonderful Jungkook is. He will never see the two again.

Never. 

Somehow, Jin manages to get Namjoon to sit on the toilet as Jin grabs tissues. Jin feels exhausted, the amount of magic he's used today leaving him feeling empty and cloudy. At this point, Jin doesn't even know if he is fit to drive a drunk man and a child home but he has to. It is the last thing Jin has to do for the night and it should be over soon. Hopefully. 

"So tell me, Prince-sshi, why aren't we dating?" Namjoon asks, looking at Jin's lips as Jin dabs the now damp tissue onto Namjoon's cut. 

"Because I just met you today." Jin answers flatly, quickly turning away from Namjoon and grabbing another tissue to wipe up the dried blood from Namjoon's eyelid. 

"That's good to know. That's good to know." Namjoon hums, nodding his head and making Jin move away so he doesn't poke Namjoon in the eye.

"Yeah! Why'd you move away from me? Is my breath stinky? Is there something in my teeth? Did I do something wrong? I am sorry Prince-sshi! I can make it up! I promise!" Namjoon starts shifting uncomfortably and Jin simply sighs before leaning fowards again to try and dab the blood from Namjoon's eye again.

"Aish. Quit it or I’ll bite!” Jin hisses, completely flabberghasted by Namjoon’s drunkenness.

“Oh! Prince-sshi, I didn’t know you swung that way!” Namjoon laughs and Jin shakes his head more.

“I didn’t mean it that way. Now, stop moving, Namjoon-sshi. I really need to get this cleaned up." Frustration builds in Jin and he hopes to all hell that Namjoon in all his drunkenness doesn't take it as Jin being mean. He just needs to get this finished so he can go home. 

"So it's nothing I did?"

"You did nothing but move to much for me to feel safe so close to your eye." 

Somehow, Jin manages to clean Namjoon up. It was extremely challenging and if Jin wasn't so worried about his and Jungkook's safety, Jin would have left thirty minutes ago to relax at home. In fact, if Jin had left thirty minutes ago, he could be watching an episode of his favorite drama right now and wearing a face mask, but instead he is attempting to buckle Jungkok into the back seat of his car. 

"Jin hyung! Thank you so much for driving us home! I love you Jin hyung!" Jungkook giggles happily and claps his hands. Jin sighs because while doing so, Jungkook manages to make it near impossible for Jin to get the seat belt over the speedy child. Namjoon somehow manages to get himself buckled in much to Jin's amazement and all Jin hopes is that Jungkook will eventually settle so Jin can get on with his night. Jin has no idea if Jungkook is at the age of no longer needing a car seat, but he has none and Namjoon had somehow managed to lose his keys so there was no getting it even if he wanted to. 

"So... Prince-sshi... About that date... Can I get your number so I call you later?" Namjoon must think that he sounds suave as he winks and leans over the dashboard towards Jin, but his slurred voice makes Jin cringe. Hopefully Namjoon won't have a brutal headache tomorrow but Jin heavily doubts it. Namjoon was still very drunk and Jin has no idea what Namjoon had before he had half a bottle of wine. For all Jin knows, Namjoon was just a super light weight and couldn't handle half a bottle of wine... but he was slurred before having half a bottle of wine too. 

Jin fears the worst and hopes for the best.

"Yeah! Gimmie your number, please! Please! I wanna go on a date with you!" Namjoon whines and Jin spares a glance towards him to see the handsome man pouting, his dimples on full, wonderful display. Internally, Jin swoons at how handsome Namjoon is but Jin also knows that Namjoon would regret this in the morning so he does what he does best and starts talking. 

"I would if I could, but my cell phone plans on sueing someone! Not that it has a case!" Jin laughs loudly and lightly slaps his knee. 

"Ha. Ha. Ha. What's your phone number! You can just tell me it! I'll remember it no matter what!" 

"Fine," Jin sighs, "It is XXX-XXX-XXXX. Happy now?" 

"Yesssssss. I'll remember it, Prince-sshi! I promise! I won't ever forget it! Really! I won't!" Jin shook his head, highly doubtful of Namjoon's ability to remember. This drunk man has no ability to remember much. That Jin knows. 

"I got a degree in philosophy, you know?"

"Yeah?"

"It was fun. Love philosophy. It's an amazing thing. Then I got another degree in tech... tech stuff... I think? I think I did... What did you go to school for, Prince-sshi?"

"I went to school for magic, Namjoon-sshi." 

"Whaaaa? Really? For what! I haven't seen someone who can perform magic! I bet it's something cool like summoning demons or water manipulation!" Namjoon is bouncing in his seat as Jin feels his stomach drop. This man wanted to date him... but he also thought that he was really good at magic.

"I can summon any type of food I want." Jin mumbles, once again feeling dread at the fact that he has such a wimpy power. It has always been a source of shame for him and his family. Jin's whole life went to to shambles after he discovered his niche. No schools wanted him. No one wanted to work with someone who had such a bad niche. It was all bad and it all was because of his niche.

"Wha! That is such a cool power! I wish I had any power what-so-ever. Like what if I could make anything into a pillow. That would be so cool! Like imagine! I would be falling and then BOOM! A pillow and I wouldn't be hurt! I could make any car ride so much nicer by making pillows! Or imagine a bouncy castle but with pillows! Wha! I wish I had magic!" Namjoon keeps on rambling for the rest of the ride to his house, but Jin doesn't mind. In fact, Jin likes it a lot. Namjoon is very smart and very drunk so he doesn't mind at all. Jin does feel a small sense of hurt when Namjoon gets out and grabs Jungkook and leaves with little to no goodbye. Jin hoped that Namjoon liked Jin enough to say good bye or good night but clearly Jin was wrong and it hurt some. 

On the drive home from Namjoon's, Jin hears a small ping from his phone but doesn't pay it much attention. He needs to focus on the road after all. Although, when he parks in the parking garage for his apartment and checks, Jin sees it's a message from Namjoon:

Don't think I forgot about our date. Tomorrow. 3pm? At the park near the the national art museum.

Sure enough, the next day, Jin finds a slightly hungover Namjoon waiting with a bouquet of flowers and a small smile. 

-

Wow! I did it! Happy Halloween! I hope you all like this! It is my first mxm fic and I think I did decent with it. It’s not idea, in fact, looking back, I think I would have done some stuff differently, but I am really proud of it! I also tried (and) failed to make it crack but I am still happy with it! It was a wonderful learning experience for me! Thank you @foreverpark for giving me the opportunity to join the Halloween challenge! I look forwards to reading the others!

#fpwritingchallenge #btsguild #btsboulangerie #prettyboysnetwork #bts #bts fanfiction #namjin #bts jin #bts seokjin #bts namjoon #bts rm #namjin fan fiction #namjin fanfiction #namjoon fluff #namjoon one shot #namjoon fan fiction #jin one shot #jin fan fiction #namjin one shot #namjin oneshot #namjin fluff #bts single dad au! #namjin single dad au #namjoon single dad au #namjoon angs #bts wizard au #jin wizard au #lillia flurr #magicshopnet

[bts-fic-collection]

Good morning!! So I’ve accidentally accumulated a few asks so I’m gonna separate them so they don’t get confusing? So I’m sorry in advance if it gets super annoying! Okay um (1) Do you know any fics that is inspired by the movie “The Breakfast Club”? Honestly I love that movie so much...have you seen it?

Hey there! Don’t worry, it isn’t annoying - it’s definitely a good idea to send in multiple asks if you have many things you want to ask me ^_^ and yes, I have seen the breakfast club, it’s a good fllm :)

Suburbia by EllieK

Rating: T

Pairings: Jungkook/Yoongi

Status: Incomplete

Word count: 83,813

Summary: Jungkook, Jimin, Hoseok, and Taehyung are just about the most mismatched set of friends you could find in the world at first glance. Together, though, they care more about each other than anything else. And they need each other.

Yoongi is new to town and has precisely one friend - Hoseok. But Hoseok is pushy and dad-like, and just wants all his friends to be friends. They may be more than Yoongi can handle, but the truth is he needs them too.

The Breakfast Club by dreamsdolinger

Rating: M

Pairings: Jungkook/Jimin

Status: Complete

Word count: 19,950

Summary: When Jungkook loses all his popularity, there is nothing left to do but befriend a group of social outcasts, incidentally the same group of people he spends his weekend detention with. The basket-case. The princess. The criminal. The brain. Jungkook decides to make them into his project, thereby gaining his status back. But ... then he falls in love with Jimin, and his entire plan begins to fall apart.

Bangtan's Got Problems by Layla Z

Rating: Not rated

Pairings: Namjoon/Seokjin, Jungkook/Taehyung, Yoongi/Jimin

Status: Incomplete

Word count: 41,431

Summary: Where Taehyung doubts his abilities, Jungkook isn’t sure he can show the world what he can do.Where Yoongi won’t open up to anyone and Jimin trusts everyone.Where Jin doesn’t know if he’s making the right choice while Namjoon sleeps his way through everything.And Hoseok doesn’t know how to make friends with any of them.

Or the one where Amber Liu accidentally creates a shittier version of the breakfast club

#ask #yoonkook #jikook #namjin #yoongi #jungkook #jimin #namjoon #seokjin #high school au #slow burn #long fic #mental health au #hurt/comfort #smut #college au #Rating: T #Rating: M #Rating: Not rated

[randombtsprincessa]

Azure || 1

Author: Randombtsprincessa

Characters: Jeon Jungkook x Reader

Summary: You wished for new friends. That did not have to involve a crashed space ship in your back yard. 

Rough bass thrummed through the living room, small spaces left between tightly pressed up bodies allowing the music to reach your ears as I squeezed through the barely available spaces in search for my best friend.

It was a typical scenario.

The best friend was gone, leaving her friend unattended with a bright red solo cup in hand, and a scowl on her face as she contemplated going home or looking for her friend.

A sane person would have figured that she was indeed busy; probably sucking faces with some random dude in one of the frat house’s darkened corners that had been conveniently set up for this sole purpose.

Fortunately for Jisoo, I happened to be one of the generous ones.

I had been looking for her for the past fifteen minutes but even I had my limits.

I sighed, looking to my left at the door.

According to my traitorous friend, I was a born escapist which is why I chose the open spot closest to the door. I disagreed. I just didn’t want to push and touch sweaty drunk bodies to get some fresh air if needed…and judging from the suffocating smell of alcohol, too much cologne and sweat, I definitely needed fresh air.

This escapist had only attended the party because my best friends happened to be associated with the frat and because if there was one thing Miss Popular Jisoo enjoyed in our near to nothing small town, it was a good party.

The local university and its mere attempt to have fraternities and sororities in its campus had paid off. People had been coming in and out of the town more often and it wasn’t nearly as dead – even though I preferred it when it was quiet so you could at least hear yourself think.

I threw my hands up – figuratively – seeing as there was no room for that sort of movement, I moved my body towards the door, pulling out my phone.

Shooting a text to my absent friend’s phone as to where I was, I quickly let myself out, sighing peacefully in the dark porch.

I didn’t regret partying, no, but I still missed the silent whistle of wind passing through the winds in my bedroom, closed off and cut away from the rest of civilization.

While I loved my home, it made getting about a bitch and not all my friends were generous enough about coming near the woods to my house.

I need new friends.

Bringing the cup to chug down the remnants of the beer, I winced as the liquor corrected me in its too happy way.

I need different friends.

“Where is she?” I sighed, hands rubbing my face as Yoongi pointed towards the main couch.

It was difficult to make out anyone in the large seating crammed with too many bodies to handle but I managed to see Jisoo’s pretty face peeking out and gave Yoongi a thumbs up, making my way to pry her away.

Yoongi was the oldest in our group, and one of the members of the frat which is why I always had an invite ready. It was weird to say that Min Yoongi was in a frat because if anything he was the kid that loved his own company.

“Jisoo, we need to leave.” I begged for the thirtieth time, trying to pry a very drunk Jisoo off the couch from between a passed out dude and another who was just about to get knocked out too.

“But I’m having such a nice time! You didn’t even dance with me.” she pouted, her adorable face red and puffy.

I laughed, lugging her arm around my shoulder to pull her off the couch with the leverage.

“Sure, little miss happy, I missed out on a lot it seems. Now we have to go.”

“But,”

“Jisoo, I have to get you home, I have to get me home. I can’t afford to lose any more hours of sleep; I already look like a panda.”

She sighed as she finally rested her head against my shoulder, allowing me lead her through the masses of our peers, stopping briefly to bid the hose of the party goodnight.

Even as I tugged at her, she managed to raise her head.

“Hey Jin! Thanks for a great night!” she crooned at the hottest boy in town, Kim Seokjin, and proving me right about where she’d been while I was looking for her.

Seokjin turned his exquisite face to look once at me before nodding at Jisoo, face blank. I rolled my eyes. Jin was always more Jisoo’s friend than mine with good reason; the king and queen together.

Once I got her buckled in the passenger seat I got behind the wheel, waiting to see if any of the alcohol I’d had earlier was going to make reappearance. I’d watered myself enough to drive but I did have my best friend in the car.

Driving through the town roads to her house was easy, her mother very accommodating and sweet, even saying I could crash at theirs but I knew my parents would be concerned if I did that. With one final goodbye, I got back behind my wheel and started the long commute to my house.

The town I lived on was the perfect suburbia, with manicured lawns, trimmed trees and hedges, polo shirts and the weekly kitty parties which were more gossip than anything else.

This perfect little town was surrounded by the densest forest and wild terrain, leaving it with a slightly eerie atmosphere as soon as the clock hit eight pm and the temperature began to drop.

In through the nice bit of woods was my house, large and sprawling. It was my father’s ancestral house. He had moved in here with my mother from the big city when my grandfather had passes, leaving the huge estate to his descendant.

To any normal city girl, this would’ve been the ultimate horror. Me…I loved it.

I loved the sense of silence in it and even though it could get a little unsettling at night, it was mostly secure because no one ever ventured this far into the woods on account of the wildlife.

It was absolutely gorgeous.

Even the people seemed nice. I’d become friends with Jisoo the first week I’d been there. She was the It Girl, a walking dream – tall and statuesque and every Queen needed a companion.

Thankfully, Kim Jisoo wasn’t Regina George.

She was very kind, very sweet, funny and a genuinely decent person. Maybe growing up closed off from the real influence of the city had softened her…or maybe the older generation had something to do with it but I had no concerns.

Fog crawled around the land, dissipating and reforming as I drove through them.

“Yes, mom, I will be there in a few minutes, I’m just a few miles out. Yes, I’m fine. Jisoo is fine. Everything is fine. It’s not like I haven’t partied before.” I sighed, hanging up as my mother finished her worried tirade.

As I drew closer, a small flicker of light caught my attention, just in my periphery.

Turning my head, I slowed the car, watching the star burn brighter momentarily before returning to a normal pin prick size.

I frowned. Were stars supposed to do that? Maybe it was a cosmic phenomenon…? A falling star or some suck thing…? Only, I didn’t remember stars ever glowing bright like that.

Shrugging it off, I turned the winding pathway to the garage, parking my car right next to my dad’s, hopping out and heading inside to the warmth against the cold forest.

Even as I closed the door, I turned my head again towards the star. Was it me…or did it look bigger than it was?

“Y/N,” I heard my mother call and jumped, letting the net door close as I went into the kitchen to answer her, all thoughts of a burning star forgotten as I was faced with an even more complicated situation: my worried mother.

Later at night, in comfy pajamas and my teeth brushed, I glanced out the window at the woods once before closing the lights off for the night without noticing one strange thing:

The weird star thing was gone.

#jungkook fanfic #jungkook smut #bts smut #bts fanfic #jungkook angst #bts angst #bts #jungkook #azure

[celesjial]

playlist tag

tagged by @jisungshotfirst thank you!!! ♥️

rules: put your entire music playlist on shuffle, expose the first ten songs of the list and choose ten victims!

1. air traffic - owl city

2. bermuda triangle - zico, dean, crush

3. say it - flume ft. tove lo

4. spring love - eric nam, wendy

5. don’t forget - iKON

6. lil touch - girls generation

7. we all lie - ha jin

8. suburbia - troye sivan

9. get cool - stray kids (i was wondering if skz were gonna show up lmao)

10. 바래 wish - day6

tagging @marriael @leeknowbaby @felixspotato @changbiinn @jjisungg @stay-grandma @strayology @sleepyracha @pinkchangbin @go-setyoursoulonfire

[stardustghoul]

All of the music asks

HI TUMBLR DIDNT TELL ME I HAD THIS ASKUnder a readmore bc it’s hella long

your favorite album opener-Deus Culpa from Ghost’s album Opus Eponymous bc it’s very chill and pretty

a song starting w/ the same first letter of your first name-Emenius Sleepus by Green Day

a song outside of your usual genre-Slow Motion by Pinocchio P with Hatsune Miku

a song that reminds you of your favorite season- Time Of The Season by Zombies reminds me of Autumn, my fave season

a song from a lifelong favorite artist-Forever Now by Green Day (I’ve loved this band since I was like 8 lmfao)

your current “on repeat” song- Witch Image by Ghost

a song your friend introduced you to that you ended up loving- Love Me Harder by Ariana Grande

a song that speaks the words you couldn’t say- Jesus Of Suburbia by Green Day

a song that captures your aesthetic (can be ideal!)- Anything by Green Day or Ghost tbh

a song about the place where you live- I don’t know any songs about a shit-town in Ohio lmao but as in the United States, probably Back In The USA by Green Day

a song from an international artist- The Last Stand by Sabaton

a song you can scream all the words toStand Proud by Jin Hashimoto (yes the JoJo opening song)

a reboot of a song/songs you already loved (remix, mashup, acoustic, etc.)- Ghost’s cover of It’s A Sin by the Pet Shop Boys

a song with the name of a place in the title- AFRICA BY TOTO

a song that reminds you of traveling- Boys Of Summer by Don Henley

your favorite childhood song- I have tons but one is Oh Sherrie by Steve Perry

a song that reminds you of a good time- Favorite Record by Fall Out Boy

a song that reminds you of a bad time- Sweet Home Alabama by Lynyrd Skynyrd (They’re my dad’s favorite band and he’s dead so anytime I hear them I get Upset™)

a song from an artist whose old music you enjoy more than their new music- 20 Dollar Nosebleed by Fall Out Boy

a song that empowers you- Revolution Radio by Green Day

a song from a local artist- Ride by Twenty One Pilots (They from Columbus!)

a song you related to in the past and present, but for different reasons- Rihannon by Fleetwood Mac

your favorite cheesy pop song- I don’t know if I actually have one?? I don’t listen to a lot of new music ^^;

a song from a soundtrack (musical, movie, video game, etc.)- We Know The Way from the Moana soundtrack

the song currently stuck in your head OR the song you are listening to right now- Scary Love by The Neighbourhood

a song that taught you a lesson- I can’t pinpoint one right now but just assume something by Ghost  and Green Day

an instrumental song- Last Train Home by Pat Methany Group

a song you always skipped, but ended up loving once you listened to it- Shooting Stars by Bag Raiders

your favorite album closer- Life Eternal by Ghost

your all-time favorite song- C’mon man you really can’t make me choose!! I’ve always got music playing so my favorite changes a lot al;ksdjf

#Thanks for the ask! #rejectosaurus

[tricksheart]

Akira’s nicknames for P3′s Strega members.

Takaya: Sandals / Jesus of Suburbia Green Day. Jin: Akechi 2.0 / the Digimon Emperor. Chidori: Please not another goddamn Alice reference / My Immortal.

#[ the Kaneki Ken of Persona. CRACK ] #[ we call them TRICKSTERS. HEADCANON ]

[lovenona]

soft toji who hosts barbecue dinners with the itadori's with serious determination.

toji knows that itadori jin is a god among dilfs. he’s seen the carefully decorated birthday cakes, the plates of eel and salmon that might as well have emerged from a lifestyle magazine. itadori jin is that dilf. he makes quilts and scrapbooks and sends his sons to school with clear skin and homemade cookies. 

so when it’s toji’s turn to host the barbecue, he takes this task seriously. it’s best not to approach toji when he’s in the grill-zone: his eyes are focused solely on the prize, body electrified as he attempts to create a barbecued delicacy far surpassing anything itadori jin could have done. 

toji might think he’s a cool dad, but he is also an aspiring grill dad. he wants nothing more than to stand beside the smoke and fire of the grill, to spice the food when it’s ready, to listen to compliments and praises as you all tell him how talented he is. he wants itadori jin to ask him for advice and to debate the different methods of grilling.  

so these barbecue dinners are, in toji’s mind, a show of strength. for toji, to grill is to pray. and if itadori jin tells him he enjoyed the meal, well, toji’s ego might just transform into a god complex. (or, in dad terms, a grill complex.) 

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