Dance Practice Jimin

Dance Practice Jimin

Warnings: None

Genre: fluff

Summary:You really love Jimin, and he does too. But what's more important is that his family, the members, also love you.

Word count: 690

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Jimin practicing means hours of being alone and him working.

He starts early in the morning and comes home, practically, the next day.

Today, once again, he had to record and learn a new choreography. He seemed pretty relaxed this morning, so that meant he wouldn’t overwork himself, much.

I had a day off, so I decided to join him.

He went on with his program, I was sat in a corner watching him and talking a bit with the rest of the members.

Jimin had finished recording and joined me on the couch, softly pecking my lips and gave me a small smile, before talking with Namjoon, about the new songs.

After around a while, we moved to another room, where Jimin started the dance practice with Jungkook for the part they shared.

Jin joined me, relaxing after he finished recording his own part.

“Hello, little one, are you bored?” He always called me that because I’m shorter than Yoongi and Jimin.

“Hello, Jinnie, I’m not bored, I’m watching Jiminie” I always called everyone by their nicknames, not caring to use any honorifics.

“Right” he simply shrugged and laid back to relax his sore back.

I just sat there, watching Jimin and Jungkook dance. Jungkook wasn’t sure about a part and had left to find their teacher, who was helping Hoseok at the moment.

Jimin stayed in the room practicing his part over and over, the music filling the room, stopping and starting again.

Jimin had learned his part, but needed time to make the moves look less stiff.

Jimin was focused on the dance, staring at his reflection in the mirror, his tongue sticking out only a little, his face forming a small ‘o’. He always puts so much passion in his dance and has so much talent, his moves perfectly timed with the music playing in the background.

As all my focus was on him, I barely heard Jin’s chuckle coming from next to me.

I turned to look at Jin, a little confused, expecting to see him scrolling through his phone.

I was met with a smiley Jin, the stupid smile of a 12 year old, spread all over his face. He stared right into my eyes, still smiling.

“Wipe that stupid grin from your face, it’s annoying me” I fake snapped.

He wiggled his eyebrows at me and nagged my shoulder with his.

“What do you want?” The music was still playing in the background and Jimin was too into his dance to pay attention to anything else.

“God, you’re so cute” He let his head fall back. He saw my confused expression and continued quickly.

“You were staring at Jimin” He exclaimed.

“So?” I cut him off.

“You had a look on your face, like, I can’t describe it, but it’s like you were looking at something perfect, you were admiring him, with a small smile and wide eyes. It’s so cute” He squealed.

I blushed hard at his words.

“Stop Jin” I whined.

“No seriously, I could be talking about it for hours, it looked so genuine. Now that’s what we call whipped.” Jin had a teasing tone on his voice.

I looked away, trying to ignore him, focusing on Jimin.

“Ah there it is again!” He pointed at my face and I pretended to bite his finger.

He quickly withdrew it away from me, but still had the teasing smile on his face.

“Seriously (y/n), I’m glad you actually admire Jimin so much.” Jin said.

“Look, Jin, Jimin is a person I don’t only admire, but love dearly and I thought you knew it already. I want Jimin to be happy, I want him to enjoy his life without worrying about anything, I want him to take care of himself, to not overwork and starve himself. Do you understand me?” I rambled without realizing.

“Of course sweetie, I already knew it but I’m glad I can see it and have proof.” He chuckled and pulled me in a hug.

Jimin noticed us through the mirror and smiled at the fact that his family accepts and loves me as much as he does.

Q&A Youtuber! Jungkook

Youtuber! Jungkook Boyfriend! Jungkook x reader (female) 

Warnings: None

Genre: Fluff

Summary: Youtuber!Jungkook wants to introduce his girlfriend to his fans with a Q&A video, but he is so stressed while filming it.

Word count: 807

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“Kookie… You look fine… stoooop” I dragged my words whining because Jungkook has been fixing the camera, changing his clothes, the background, the room in order to make the video look better. Also, he offered to leave the house to shoot the video somewhere else. He is really stressed. It’s going to be our first video together on his channel and he’s worried that I’ll get hate, I’ll make a bad impression, they’ll dislike me for no reason etc.

“No it’s not, something is missing… Wait… I know… your clothes, they aren’t nice enough, wear something else. And your hair, make them curly. No. In a bun. No it looks sloppy. UGH” Jungkook buried his face in the pillow. His face was red. Even though he said all these things, I know he doesn’t mean them. He is really stressed and I totally get why he acts like that.

“OKAY. OKAY. OKAY. Stop Jungkook. Stress won’t help you. Come here.” I said and opened my arms.

He quickly buried his face in my neck and wrapped his arms around me.

“It’s all gonna be okay sweetie. No one is going to say the video isn’t nice because the blanket is folded or not. No one is going to say my hair isn’t nice. No one will say your shirt isn’t nice. And lastly no one is going to say anything mean about me or to me. And even if they do, we shouldn’t care and why is that?”

“Because I love you, you love me and that’s the only thing that matters.” Jungkook mumbled.

“Exactly honey. Now please calm down and let’s shoot this video. Unless you want to cancel it for next week.” I offered.

“No… I already told them about it, since it’s a Q&A. They’re waiting. I can do it” Jungkook said and pulled away from my arms.

He kissed the top of my head and smiled.

“You understand me so well. Thank you baby.” He said and definitely looked more confident now.

“Come on baby, let’s go.” I said and patted his back to get him going.

“Hey, hello, hi. Um today I have my girlfriend (y/n) here. For the Q&A I tweeted about. I’ve picked some questions and stuff, y’all know how this goes, so skip and let’s begin.” Jungkook said quickly and I giggled at this.

He smiled a little and read the first question.

“How did you get the idea to shoot a video with your girlfriend?” He read.

“Well I have to admit it was really random. I guess it was because a few weeks ago, after I uploaded a video, (y/n) called me to say how much she liked the video and I blurted that out. It came as a shock to (y/n) too. She was quiet and I was hella awkward after realizing what I asked. But after a bit of discussion, we thought it was a nice idea” Jungkook said and I nodded along.

“Next question, your turn” Jungkook said and handed me the phone.

“Can you tell us some stuff about this girlfriend?” I read and Jungkook cut me off with a comment.

“As you can see guys the questions are really focused on (y/n). I might as well just leave and let her do it” He joked.

“Well guys, I’m (y/n) (y/l/n). My social media will be in the description to check it all out.”

“That was a small answer” Jungkook commented.

“Well I can’t start analyzing the story of my life now, can I?”

“Whatever. Next question is, if I’m worried that (y/n) will get hate comments etc, and my answer is-” Jungkook begun but I stopped him.

“I don’t remember this question-”

“I put it now, now as I was saying, my answer is that I was worried. A lot actually. But (y/n) being the angel she is helped me calm down and realize that I shouldn’t worry about this. There are going to be hate comments and I can’t stop this. What I can do, though, is to ignore them. I trust you guys and I know that you’ll welcome (y/n) in our family.” Jungkook replied truthfully.

“Aww I just busted an uwu” I said without realizing.

“You what?” Jungkook laughed and I blushed. “Nothing” was my only reply before looking down but laughing with him.

After a bunch of other questions, the video was finally finished. We were both satisfied because we had a good laugh and we were sure his fans would enjoy it too.

We turned off the camera. Collected the things and put them back in their places and went to the kitchen to make something to eat.

As soon as we sat down, Jungkook looked straight into my eyes.

“Now (y/n)…” Jungkook trailed off.

“Yes?” I don’t know what I was expecting.

“What is an uwu?”

Stressed Jimin

It’s gonna hurt, you have been warned.

Warnings: None

Genre: Angst, fluff

Summary: Jimin has a tendency to overwork himself. But today he reached his limit and luckily you were there to pick him up and take him home.

Word count: 569

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“The comeback is soon. I have to work harder. I have to finish at least this part by today” Were the words clouding Jimin’s mind.

He had been working since 9 that morning and the time had reached 2 am. He had just recorded his part for the new title track. He had been trying to learn the choreography for the chorus all afternoon. He didn’t eat much to make it easier for him to dance. But he had already reached his limit for today.

He let out loud groans of frustration, before burying his face in his hands. He was tired, hungry, sweaty and upset.

“It looked so easy before. Why do I keep tripping?” He had already lost his patience.

“Why, why, why, why WHY???” He yelled.

He pushed his hair away from his face, breathing in and out trying to calm himself down but failed.

And that’s how you found him. Sitting in a corner. Curled up, like the small ball of sunshine he is. But as soon as he raised his head to find the source of the sound, his puffy eyes met yours.

He had anxiety written all over his face. You had to admit you were expecting to face something like this. It was 2 am after all. Jimin wasn’t at the dorms and hadn’t come over to your house. You already knew what this meant and rushed here to collect your angel boy.

He buried his face is his hands again and you could feel your heart break at the sight.

You quickly rushed to him, pulling him into your arms. He didn’t hug back but didn’t resist.

“Hey, baby, breathe. Come on. Match up your breathing with mine okay? Come on” You whispered to his ear breathing loudly, so he can at least try to do so too

He mimicked your pace of breathing and slowly wrapped his arms around you, burying his face in the crook of your neck.

“Relax. You can do it. You have tomorrow. You still have time, don’t pressure yourself more. You’re done for today. You’ve done more than enough for today and-”

“No it’s not enough. I’ve only recorded something and haven’t finished the chorus yet. I still have things to do” He started to panic again.

Luckily, you had experience from your own panic attacks and knew how to handle it.

“Hey, hey, calm down. Look at me.” You said and he slowly raised his head and locked eyes with you.

“You’ve done more than enough. ARMYs are extremely understanding. They know you try to be perfect for them.”

“But I’m-” You sighed.

“If they saw you like this because of them, it would hurt them. Do you want to hurt them?”

“No, I-”

“Then you’ve done enough for today. It’s time to stop.” I cut him off. (iT’s TiMe To StOp)

“Okay” he sighed and got up to collect his things.

He followed behind you, until you reached your car. He climbed in the passenger’s seat and buckled up.

You started the car and it wasn’t even five minutes, before you heard light snoring coming from him. You stopped at a red sign and looked at him.

“Why are you so hard on yourself?” You said even though you knew he didn’t hear you.

You pushed his hair away from his face and sighed, before the light turned green and you started driving to your house again.  

A kind stranger in London

Warnings: None

Genre: fluff

Summary: You absolutely love photography. And apparently so does the stranger you meet. Communication is hard when one person isn't fluent in the language, but you two could make it work.

Word count: 1.4k (1482)

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Photography had always been my secret interest. I avoided showing anyone the photos took but they were definitely better than the average.

I love taking pictures of things I consider beautiful. Like flowers. Or beautiful sceneries. (Pun)

When I get in the mood to shoot photos there’s only one way to deal with this.

A walk around London bridge.

Getting ready didn’t take me more than ten minutes. I grabbed my camera, my phone and my keys and left.

I reached the London bridge and started looking around for things to shoot.(Tae in interviews be like: I wanna shooting America street yeah great view)

Pictures of flowers filled my camera roll really quick.

I couldn't take a nice picture of the sunset, since I missed it, trying to take a picture of a small bug.

Well, I guess I should go back home then.

As I started walking away from the bridge, I heard loud voices of foreigners behind me.

It was a group of seven boys having fun.

They were around the middle of the bridge for a while, before they started walking towards the other end of the bridge to leave.

I was few steps in front of them and sat down on a bench to watch them converse happily. I looked at them having fun, speaking loudly and enjoying their time. 

I noticed that one of them was taking pictures, just like I did a few moments. He looked at the spot where I found the bug but he didn’t take a picture. 

He had probably seen me trying to take a nice photo and wanted to do so himself too.

I smiled at the beautiful scene and hid behind a bush, to take a picture of the attractive excited man.

Sadly, I had forgotten my flash on, so when I took the photo, my camera made a sound and my flash almost blinded the poor man.

His head shot up to look at me and my blushing face appeared from behind the bush, as I started apologising.

At least, the rest hadn't realised what happened, because that would have been way more awkward.

"I'm sorry, it was just a beautiful moment, I'm sorry I didn't ask for permission but I was gonna show you it and-"

"I don't speak good english. Can you speak more slush?" He said and I looked back at him, also confused. (again one of the iconic things tae has said in English)

"Slush?"

"Slowly" he replied after he found the right word.

"Ah yes. Again, I'm sorry for taking a pic without asking" I said slower this time.

"It's okay. Can I see the photo?" He told me in broken english.

"Yes if course. I will delete it, if you don't want me to have it" I quickly said and mentally face-palmed, as he shot me another confused look.

"Nothing. I'll show you" was the last thing I said, before giving him my camera.

He saw the photo, but I didn't realise he started checking the rest of them until he started letting small ooh's.

He stopped at a picture I had taken of myself close to the spot we were standing.

"This photo... nice... I can help you take other picture like this" I didn’t know whether to trust him with my precious camera or just say ‘no’ and leave, but he had soft puppy eyes that i just couldn’t bring myself to refuse.

I nodded my head and he smiled, as he handed me my camera back and took out his own.

I looked at him confused, before I saw him taking out his camera. 

Ahh now I can keep my baby and not give it to him.

At this point his friends had probably realised that he was missing, but they didn't say anything to him.

I could see them in the corner of my eye standing closer to the bridge than to us, but they still kept an eye on the man.

"Stand like the photo, please" he said and placed the camera in front of his eyes to fix the focus of it.

The difference would be that I took the photo in the morning and now it was almost night and dark, but I hoped he knew what he was doing.

The sound of the camera clicking was loud enough for me to hear it. Luckily he didn't use flash. I hate it when a camera flashes in front of my eyes, as I not only blink, but also tear up.

I let out a small sigh and a 'Luckily no flash' and he let a small giggle, probably having heard of it.

"No flash. Not in face" he said and waved his left hand in a way that said 'no'.

He took a few more pictures from different angles and then stood up to show me.

He stood next to me and handed me the camera.

I could tell he was anxious to see if I would like it.

As I started checking them I realised that compared to him, I was really not talented at all.

This man was extremely good at it. The pictures he took were amazing.

"I usually don't like pictures of myself, but I have to admit you're good, um..." I trailed off realising I didn't know his name.

“Your name?”

"Taehyung Kim" he said and stuck out his hand for me to shake it.

"(y/n) (y/l/n)" I felt his large, soft hand envelope mine.

"These photos...you are beautiful and...they are nice photos" he said and I realised that his english got only a bit worse, probably the anxiety was mutual at this point. 

"Thank you. And you did a great job. They are beautiful photos because of you." And he smiled at my words, before placing his camera in his jacket’s pocket and pointing at mine.

"Can you shoot photos of me?" He seemed so excited, I couldn't say no.

"I'm not good, but I'll try" I said and he started posing.

This man was so photogenic. All the photos I took looked great. The angles were okay, but I realised that, what I was taking pictures of, was what actually made them beautiful and the technique didn’t play such an important role.

After taking a lot of pictures of him sitting, he stood and looked at the camera. My camera roll was probably full, but I continued photographing the young man.

But as minutes passed, he probably starting getting bored, because he started doing random funny faces, before he suddenly started walking towards me.

He took the camera out of my hands and shot a few pictures of us. I didn’t even get to react at least.

I tried to get it back, but he held it high and I couldn't reach it.

His laugh was loud in my ear, as he continued making fun of me for my height. 

I pretended to get upset and turned my back to him with a small pout.

He said something in a foreign language that sounded a lot like the word 'cute'.

He placed his chin on my shoulder and placed the camera in front of me so we could see the pictures we took.

It took us a few minutes, as we were laughing at the funny ones, before we saw the normal ones of him that I took.

"Wow. Really nice photo. I want the photos" he said.

"Um I could print them for you and give you the copies" I suggested.

"But, I don't think I can do this now" I realised and started thinking of what I could do.

"Yes. Give me your number and go to cafe with me tomorrow" he said and had already taken out his phone opening it.

His background was 7 people, I guessed it was his friends and him.

"Of course" I said and typed my number and he called so I could also have his number. (Tae @ Grammys be like: of courseu)

Voices came from, this time closer to us and he realised that he had left his friends for almost an hour like that.

"Taehyung ah" said a short one before continuing saying something in their language.

He yelled something back to him as a reply and then turned to me with a small smile.

"I will call you tonight to tell you time we meet" luckily I got what he was trying to say and nodded.

"Okay" was my reply, before he pulled me in a small hug and yelled a 'Good bye' and started walking towards his friends.

I said goodbye back and started walking.

His friends' voices were loud and teasing and I guess they were asking him about us.

He was obviously trying to make them quiet down a bit, but they kept yelling and laughing as he turned red.

He turned back to look at me, gave me a small wave and I waved back.

His friends looked my way and I looked away turning red too.

I can't wait to see him tomorrow.

Namjoon’s cute attempt to confess

Namjoon fluff x reader

Warnings: None

Genre: fluff

Summary: Even if you were awkward, Joon luckily knew exactly how to strike a conversation with you. But, your feelings for each other were undeniable and conversation wasn't always necessary to happen, if you know what I mean.

Word count: 697

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Sitting on the couch next to Joon could calm anyone down.

This man’s aura is something else. This man can solve all your problems. This man… UGH HE’S JUST SO PERFECT AND I HAVE THE MOST STUPID CRUSH ON HIM!

Sitting on the couch next to Joon is fun even if you’re not doing anything. 

At the moment we were watching a movie, which is technically doing something, even though we didn’t speak at all.

He looked so interested in watching this movie. It’s a damn Harry Potter movie and he fucking acted like he’s never seen it before. We’ve watched this movie together around 5 times, exactly because it’s my favorite one. I mean the ‘Sectumsempra’ scene with Drako got me in tears the first time. And when Harry said to Snape “I trusted you” in that pained voice… wow I felt that. But seriously why did he have to act so surprised?

The movie was finally over. I had been dying too pee, but didn’t want to leave Joon’s warm presence. Well it was just his arm around my shoulder but still, for me it was a big step.

I was never good at initiating things and always made myself look dumb in front of my crushes. I’ve gotten in relationships before and I swear and I don’t know how this miracle happened, but I knew for a fact that I had no chance with him.

I went back to the living room, Joon was still were I left him.  He gave me a small smile as I sat down next to him, awkwardly sitting inches away from where I was creating a small distance between us. Stupid me should have been more brave.

“So… what should we do?” I asked

“Um if we start another movie, it will end late and you have work tomorrow. You have to get more sleep and wake early.” He reminded. Man fuck Thursdays. (I tried to write it 3 times my brain stopped working and I wrote Thrustdays and thurstdays)

“Right…” I trailed off.

“We could just, sit here and talk.” Namjoon offered.

“Yeah” I once again trailed off. Why the hell am I so awkward?

Luckily this perfect man (that performance will be the death of me) next to me started a conversation.

One hour passed, two hours almost passed. The lights were still dim, as the both of us were bored and didn’t want to get up and turn on the light. DIM THE LIGHTS NOW BABE(in out in out in out)

We were laughing about a thing, I don’t even remember what it was.

I rested my head on his shoulder trying to stop laughing.

As I raised my head, our eyes locked and I had to force myself to keep the eye contact and not look away blushing. I failed terribly.

The smile left Namjoon’s face, as he wrapped his arm around my shoulders pulling me closer. He tapped under my chin, to make me look at him.

He pressed his forehead against mine and nuzzled his nose with mine.  I almost fainted. I know where this is going and I’m not ready.

But I was late. His face moved lower and he pressed his lips against mine.

I could practically hear my heart skip a beat. (Listen to my heart beat. it’s beating for you (BEAT!) 2pm- Heartbeat)

Our lips moved against each other’s. I wanted to remember this moment. It was my first kiss with Joon. It was way better than any other kiss.

He placed his hand behind my neck, deepening the kiss and I shyly put my hand on his cheek.

My back was now against the couch and he had turned his body almost hovering over me.

We only pulled back to breath. We didn’t want to stop. It was obvious to the both of us that we wanted this for so long.

When we finally pulled away, he pressed his forehead against mine, panting.  He took my hand in his, interlocking our fingers.

“I’ve liked you for so long.” His voice sent shivers down my spine

“So did I, Joonie” He smiled at the nickname and gave me another peck before pulling me closer. 

It was later than what I was expecting, when I reached home. Joon gave me a small goodbye kiss and went back to his house.

I’m sure I’ll not get any sleep tonight.

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I love making puns in the things I write, but sometimes they kill the mood a bit, aye?

Pics I took a while ago