Excuse Me, Im Her Boyfriend

“Excuse me, I’m her boyfriend”

Jealous Jackson x reader

Warning:none

Genre:Funny

(g/f/n)= guy friend name

Word count: 417

Summary: Dating Jackson can be... wild. Sometimes he's quick to act impulsively but, like he says, at least he looks good with his shirt off.

A/N: I can actually see this happening

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“Holy shit, (y/n) is that you?” A voice was heard from behind me.  “Oh my god, (g/f/n)?” I was so shocked to see my childhood best friend at the mall.

“How have you been? Wow, you’re so pretty but you lost some weight, are you healthy? Are you working somewhere? Have you met anyone special? Wow your hair is great, how are you always so pretty.” He said. “You’re like an angel.” He added and I giggled, being used to his comments, but there was someone who wasn’t really used to them. Jackson.

Jackson creeped up behind me, staring at my friend, who shot him a confused look.

“Hi, may we help you?” He asked kindly. “Ah, this is my boyfriend Jackson. Baby, this is my childhood friend, (g/f/n)” I introduced the two, completely oblivious to Jackson’s jealousy.

“It’s nice to meet you. Anyways (y/n), how about I take you out to eat sometime, huh?” My friend winked and I swear I heard Jackson whine behind me.

“Um excuse me, I’m her boyfriend!” He whined, waving his hands in front of my friends face.

“Yes, honey I got that, but you’re kinda interrupting me here. Sweetheart, what do you think?” (g/f/n) completely dismissed Jackson.

“Um what? (Y/n), tell him, I’m your boyfriend, I’m right here!” Jackson whined.

“Yes, baby, he’s not stupid he got that.” I said and turned to my friend. “Of course, are you free tomorrow?” I asked and Jackson was shocked for some reason.

“What? Hello! I’m Jackson, your boyfriend, her boyfriend, you can’t just ignore me, you can’t call her angel and sweetheart, she’s mine, you can’t go out together, not tomorrow!” He whined, turning his head to look at both of us and we where so confused.

“Jackson, what is going on, why are you acting like this?” I asked.

“Excuse me, guys, who are you?” A man appeared from behind us.

“Ah, love, this is my childhood friend (y/n) and her boyfriend and right now he’s throwing a tantrum like a baby, aren’t they cute?” my friend said to, who I assumed was his boyfriend.

“Aw, nice to meet you, honey, he talks about you quite a lot. I’m Kwangsoo.” (yes, the same name from Stay away from Jungkook and Forbidden love)

“We should probably go, darling, we don’t have much time.” Kwangsoo said and (g/f/n) gave me his number so we could meet tomorrow.

“Um, Jackson care to explain your behavior?” I asked, now knowing fully well what was going on with him.

“I might act childish sometimes, but at least, I look good with my shirt off.”

Forbidden love pt3

Taehyung x reader Demon!Tae Soulmate Au

Angst wannabe, no smut, a little  fluff

Summary: You didn't want to get married to a random man, but your parents didn't seem to get it. When you reached out to your best friend, Taehyung, he disappeared, having to face his own problems. However, soulmates are all about the perfect timing, so Taehyung came back exactly when you needed him the most.

Word count: 1.3k (1334)

You can read Pt1 and Pt 2 here. 

“It can’t be…” Kwangsoo’s mumble was heard from my right.

I was just as shocked as everyone else.

The creature I saw in the forest is… Taehyung? My childhood friend. The person that was there for me, when I went through hardships. The person I was there for, when the nightmares of his parents leaving him filled his thoughts. But most importantly, the person I was wishing, secretly, every night to be my soulmate. The person that ran around my mind whenever someone mentioned soulmates.

When he refused to show me the name that appeared on his wrist, my inner optimist thought that it was my name written on his skin, but my pessimist side, and the most dominant one, always replied with an “If so, then why isn’t he showing it to you?”.

Even after all this, I kept wishing to see his name written on my skin.

But when my mark was finally clear enough to read, it seemed too late. Taehyung had disappeared from my life and I was already married.

The words ‘Kim Taehyung’ written on my skin with calligraphic letters appeared. He is my soulmate. I repeated over and over again. I think I hadn’t lived a happier day in my life. I was dancing around my room, I was practically glowing with happiness.

He is my soulmate. He is destined to be mine and I, his. He is mine. Taehyung is mine. But, am I his soulmate? Am I his?

Every time this thought came back, my happiness faded. How could I know? How could he know? Taehyung wasn’t a part of my life anymore.

Still, now, so close to dying, the doubt filled my thoughts. Am I his soulmate?

Taehyung’s, now, wings were spread, the smirk never leaving his face.

As soon as Kwangsoo’s grip on the rope loosened, Taehyung flew as fast as he could towards me. He caught the blade with his bare hands, before it reached my neck. He pulled it off of the wood and dropped it down. He freed my head from the frame and pulled me close to him, but before he could do anything, soldiers gathered around us with their spears (Britney) pressed to his neck.

Taehyung chuckled. He just chuckled. The soldiers around him, confused kept their weapons in their hands.

“So, it is true.” The king’s voice got the attention of everyone.

“Your dumb wife did try to cheat on you with a demon. Too bad they’ll both lose their lives today. Isn’t it sad, Kwangsoo?” He turned towards his friend who looked ready to run for his life. I had never seen Kwangsoo scared and honestly, it is my favorite sight.

“You wish.” Taehyungs growl was heard from behind me.

He felt spears (Britney) jabbing his wings and pressing onto his neck tighter.

“Oh, you’re really optimistic, even moments before dying. How sweet, that you’re trying to act brave in front of your dumb bitch.” Kwangsoo’s shaky voice betrayed him. Taehyung’s grip around me tightened after he heard the word “bitch”.

Taehyung had had enough. He grabbed me and flew high. The soldiers moved to the front, but couldn’t grab him. He flew away from them, chuckling at how easy it was to avoid their, fancy but useless, spears (Britney).

“Dumb humans calling you a dumb bitch is ironic.” He mumbled and flew far away (so faaaaaar awaaaaay) from them.

My gaze fell to his arms wrapped around me and I tried to make out the words on his skin. But I couldn’t see anything.

“I’ll lower us down soon.” He said as he searched for a safe place away from them.

I still hadn’t spoken up. I was dumbfounded, but calm in the arms of my soulmate. But once again the doubt filled my head.

I finally stepped on ground, on a high rock, obviously too hard for humans to climb.

Taehyung freed my tied legs and when he reached my tied hands, his eyes fell on the mark. He gazed at this name engraved on my skin and his eyes widened.

He quickly freed me from the ropes and looked straight into my eyes.

I blushed under his stare, turning my head to my right.

His hand reached my cheek and I, subconsciously, leaned into his touch. He turned my face to make me look at him, and we locked eyes.

“So it is you. It’s actually you.” His voice was shaky and his eyes were teary.

He moved our hands next to each other’s and I finally saw what I was waiting to see all this time.

‘(Y/n) (Y/l/n)’

I shed a tear of happiness and pulled him close, burying my head in the crook of his neck, inhaling his scent.

“I missed you” I whispered, my tears now staining my cheeks.

“I missed you so much. Do you know how hard it was to live without you? To spend my eighteenth birthday alone? To get married to a stupid man that made me miserable? Why did you leave Tae? Why did you leave me alone?” I whimpered.

Taehyung hugged my trembling body tighter.

“I’m sorry. I was scared. When I got your name on my wrist, I was excited. I tried to keep it a secret until you got your mark and make it a surprise, but when you came to me crying about your parents forcing you to marry someone else, I lost it. I couldn’t bear being around you knowing you couldn’t be mine.” He sniffled and pulled away staring into my eyes.

“Two days after I left, things like spikes appeared in my back, and I panicked. I hid in the woods, until I found an old man who explained to me exactly what was going on and showed me a place to hide from humans. The night I saw you, I also saw your husband hiding behind you, and panicked. I thought you recognized me. I hid from you, but stayed around, making sure no one would attack you in your sleep. And around dawn, I left to make sure you wouldn’t find me. But that was the biggest mistake, because that was when they caught you. I waited until I learned how to fly with my wings and I think I came just when I was supposed to.” He wiped away my tears and placed some hair behind my ear.

“I’m sorry I hid from you. I’m sorry you went through all these. I’m sorry I put your life in danger. But most importantly, I’m sorry I didn’t tell you that we are soulmates earlier. It would have been so different. Everything would be better.” He sighed.

“Taehyung,” He sat down next to me and spread his hurt wings, drops of blood flying behind him.

“But let’s not think about this now. You’ve got me and I’ve got you and you’re all I need.” He confessed and my heart fluttered.

“Isn’t this the part where we kiss? Soulmate?” He turned to me with a teasing smile and I blushed hiding my face in my hands.

“Ahh, you’re too cute.” He said and pulled me on his lap.

“You’ve gotten stronger.” I tried to change the subject and he buried his face in my neck, nuzzling his nose against me.

“I was always strong.” He mumbled and pulled his face away, a cute pout on his lips.

“Ahh, you’re too cute.” I mimicked him and he chuckled.

He placed his palm on my cheek and leaned in closer. My breath hitched in my throat as I stared at his lips. So kissable. So fucking kissable.(my actual thoughts on Tae’s lips)

Just before his lips reached mine, he stopped. “Can I?” He whispered.

I gave him a small nod and soon enough, he pressed his lips against mine. I felt him smiling into the kiss, as he pulled our faces closer deepening the kiss.

I placed my palm on his cheek as our lips moved against each other’s in perfect sync.

“I love you, soulmate.”

“And I love you too, soulmate”

Why are nerds so cute?

Changkyun x reader

Genre:fluff?

Summary: A picture of Changkyun should be on the dictionary right next to the word 'nerd'. However, this doesn't stop you from forming a small crush on the cute nerd.

A/N: How does Kyunnie seem like he’s an awkward baby but also really dirty minded?

Word count: 896

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When someone says ‘nerd’, what is the first thing that comes to mind?

Super hero figurines and comics? Anime? Maths, science and computers enthusiast? You name it. He had it all.

Who’s ‘he’ you’re gonna ask? Changkyun. A guy that we share more than a few classes at school and somehow always manages to sit behind me.

I barely knew his name, only knowing he’s a huge nerd, but recently I happened to be paired with him for a school project.

Some people in my class that have worked with him, approached me after class with apologetic looks, telling me that it will be extremely hard and extremely boring working with him. I sighed and nodded, quickly picking up my bag and walking to my locker.

I placed my books inside, taking out some other books I would need for the next period, but a voice from behind me startled me, causing me to drop my books on their foot.

“Aaaahh” he cried out, grabbing his foot and jumping up and down.

“I’m so sorry, but you scared me” I apologized, closing my locker and collecting my books from the floor.

“I-It’s fine, I shouldn’t have scared you like t-that” he softly spoked.

“May I help you?” I asked and he nodded.

“Yes, w-we’re paired up on that p-project and it’s due to n-next week and I wanted to ask you when do you want us to m-meet and where” he stuttered and I giggled at his awkward state.

“I can free some time this weekend, perhaps Saturday afternoon? If that’s okay with you…” he added and I agreed pulling out my phone.

He looked at me confused and I giggled again. “Give me your phone number, so that I can call you” I said and he blushed, but quickly took my phone, punching his number inside, before handing it back to me and I smiled. “Thank you, I’ll call you” I said and turned around to walk away, a small 'goodbye’ was heard from behind me and I giggled at his shyness, walking to my next class.

After school I called him and he gave me his address and strangely enough he didn’t stutter at all, actually sounding really comfortable over the phone.

Saturday came sooner than expected and I found myself outside his house, knocking on the door.

“H-hi” He stuttered in opposition to his cool demeanor on the phone, his awkward self, reappearing. He opened the door wider for me to walk inside. “Hi” I greeted and walked inside taking off my shoes and placing them in a corner.

I raised my head and looked at him and he motioned me to follow him, walking towards his room.

His room was exactly what I expected, hero figurines on shelves, a bookcase full of comics, an extremely expensive looking gaming chair and amazing headphones and computer. I knew I was staring all around his room and made no effort to hide it.

I carefully approached some figurines, knowing he would be protective of them, but couldn’t help but squeal at the sight of captain America.

“Ahh, I love captain America, hey, I don’t know if you’ve noticed but he has one star on his uniform, therefore he should have been named ‘Captain Puerto Rico’, get it? Because its flag has one star,” I joked. “Oohh and is this ‘death note’? Woww” I excitedly let out and turned to look at a, now shocked, Changkyun.

“Do you know these? For real?” He asked, obviously shocked.

“Of course I do” I exclaimed and he choked on his saliva. “Marry me” He let out without thinking, his eyes widening as soon as he said it, his hand covering his mouth. I laughed out and he blushed, hiding his face in his hands. “Oh god pretend I never said that, please” He groaned from embarrassment and I giggled.

“You have to take me out on a date first, mister” I teased, poking his chest with my finger and he blushed even more, as I laughed. “Come on, we have a school project due” I patted his shoulder and he nodded, pulling out some books.

We had probably been sitting there for hours, because when I stretched my back, I heard loud cracks, gasping. “Ahh I’m tired” I exclaimed laying back on the bed and soon Changkyun mimicked my actions.

I turned to face him, catching him already looking at me, but he didn’t react. “What’s wrong?” I asked, slightly uncomfortable under his gaze and he shrugged. I slowly got up and he did too, now both of us facing each other.

We didn’t even realize we were leaning in, until our lips met and his breath hitched. I placed my hand on the back of his head bringing him closer and deepening the kiss. He sighed out, feeling content and I smiled in the kiss. I slowly pulled back and he whined, his lips momentarily following mine making me giggle and I gave him a last peck, finally pulling back.

“Wow” he breathed out and hid his face in my neck, as I wrapped one arm around him.

“Stop being so cute, kyunnie” and I swore I heard his breath hitch again.

“Senpai?” I jokingly let out and he groaned attacking my lips once more, falling on top of me on the bed.

Why are nerds so cute?

“Do you even like me?”

(kinda fuckboy!)Bambam x reader 

Genre: angst? idek it’s not that sad but it’s not fluff

Warnings: curses here and there? but not something too much

Summary: But, why does it feel as if Bambam doesn't even have actual feelings for you, even if you're dating?

Word count: 678

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"Can you at least pretend to have some feelings for me?" You snapped at Bambam and he turned to look at you with a confused expression.

"Where does this come from all of a sudden?" He asked you while placing his phone on the coffee table giving you his undivided attention. You sighed and sat on the couch, Bambam turning his body towards you.

"Why are you so emotionless?" You spoke up and your boyfriend looked taken aback." What do you mean emotionless?" He asked, clearly confused at your sudden outburst.

"Do you even like me?" You asked and Bambam scoffed. “Are you serious? If I didn’t, we wouldn’t be dating."

"I know but you seem to only..."

"To only, what? Say what you wanna say." His slight irritation made you wince.

"Do you like like me? I know I don’t have the body of a goddess, but you clearly seem to only be with me because you wanna fuck someone and I seem to do the work good enough for you." You finally said, staring right into his eyes expecting an explanation or him showing his feelings finally, but you didn’t get what you expected as a reaction.

"What? This is ridiculous. I'm not having this conversation." He stated, throwing his hands in the air and then reached for his phone and unlocked it.

"Stop being stubborn and talk about it!" You raised your voice wanting to grab his attention again and he raised an eyebrow your way. "You're being childish" he said, his attention still on his phone as he typed something.

"I'm really serious about this. In every other relationship I was, we both knew, that in order for it to work, we had to talk about our feelings and whatever is bothering us." You let out and that set him off. Maybe you shouldn't have mentioned your previous relationships.

"Previous relationships? That clearly didn't seem to work, or you would be married now or whatever. Are you fucking serious?" He stood up letting his phone fall on the couch and unlucky for him he had left it unlocked. You momentarily glanced at it, he had been texting someone with heart emojis. He followed your gaze and quickly reached for his phone to lock it and stared at you with wide eyes.

"It obviously seems like this won’t work either." You let out and also stood up. "I'll be going then." You said and reached for your jacket.

"You're breaking up with me?" He asked watching you collect your things. "It seems like I am." You coldy replied and he nodded walking towards the door along with you. He leaned against it watching you put your jacket on and pulling out your phone and your earphones.

"It was nice while it lasted" he quietly let out, looking away and you sighed. "Until all this, yes, it was." You replied. "I like you, just so you know, but I guess it would be hard for us to work this through and we better stop before this gets too deep and we get hurt." He said and you nodded.

"I want us to keep contact with each other" you carefully let out and it was your turn to look away and his turn to sigh.

Without thinking, he softly placed his hands on your cheeks connecting your lips for one last kiss. Your lips moved against each other's as you placed your hands on his chest and his one hand wrapped around your middle. If all this hadn't happened, his hand would be on your ass, exactly the reason why you had started to think he is dating you because he only wants to fuck with you.

You separated and he sighed once again, his hand still on your cheek, his thumb stroking it. "Let's be friends. I don’t want us to not speak again." He said and you nodded, giving him one last peck and his palm fell from your face. You opened the door, leaving the house, his eyes following you until you were gone.

Elevator girl

Minhyuk x reader

Ongshimi/Ongsimi inspired (seriously how do you spell the romanization?)

Warning:none

Genre: comedy

A/N: I loved this mv so much, it’s so minhyukieee

Summary: Minhyuk can be so wild when shooting his new mv, but for some weird reason, you lowkey find him attractive.

Word count: 1.3k (1367)

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“Wooo play the song already” Minhyuk’s cheery voice echoed in the hallway and the directors chuckled at his tipsy state.

The music was loud and Minhyuk’s body immediately reacted to the music as he started doing his weird hand movements.

The shooting was going smoothly, until, the doors of the elevator opened, the figure that appeared from the inside startling him a little, his dance moves stopping immediately. He motioned to the unknown woman to pass. The woman hesitated a little, but started walking quickly, once she noticed she had interrupted his shooting. Minhyuk took a look at her as she left and stepped towards the directors to check what they had recorded until then.

“Let’s add this, it’s funny,” Minhyuk smiled while watching the part with the ‘elevator girl’, the name he gave to the unknown woman.

“But we can’t have her in the video, especially without her permission and…” One of the directors trailed off, but Minhyuk just chuckled before replying, “Cut it, right before she appears.” and the directors nodded.

Minhyuk and Jooheon continued their shooting outside of the hotel, in a lot of different places in the big city. They soon finished the shooting, only the editing part was left until they could finally share the song with the world. They thanked the directors and walked back to their hotel rooms.

Minhyuk had too much energy to go to sleep after shooting, since he had drank a little more afterwards and was excited about finally getting to release his song. So he sneakily ‘stole’ one of the cameras and started shooting some clips on his own, in the hallway outside his room.

He kept walking around, slowly becoming dizzy from spinning and walking backwards, that he ended up knocking his head on a wall and he fell on his butt. Minhyuk sat on the floor rubbing his forehead mumbling small ‘ow’s.

On the other side of the wall that he had just walked face first into, there was a room and the person in the room heard the sound and slightly opened the door to check what had happened.

Minhyuk heard the sound of the door opening and turned his head to look at the source of it. The ‘elevator girl’ appeared in front of him and he looked at her, shocked. Even in his state, he managed to recognize her.

The woman’s eyes widened at the scene in front of her, but she quickly collected herself before speaking up.

“Are you alright?” She asked the man, her voice sounding so lovely to Minhyuk’s ears.

“Are you the elevator girl?” Minhyuk let out excitedly and the woman shot him a confused look.

“Am I who?” She tilted her head to the side and Minhyuk let out a long ‘awww’ sound.

“You’re like a puppy. Elevator puppy. Ele-puppy. Puppy-vator. El Puppo, Pup-” “Enough.” The woman cut him off, her hand on his mouth to get him to stop talking.

“Are you drunk? Where is your room?” She asked and Minhyuk shot her a teasing dirty look.

“Why? What do you wanna do to me? Hmm?”

“What? No, you’re really drunk, I just want to walk you to your room to make sure you don’t knock your head again.” She said and Minhyuk smiled slowly standing up.

“You’re kind, elevator girl, pup-elator, haha it sounds like escalator or alligator.” He let out and started skipping towards his room, the woman following behind to make sure he wouldn’t get hurt.

“Ahhh, my house. I live here.” Minhyuk giggled and the woman chuckled shaking her head.

“Do you have a phone?” Minhyuk randomly asked.

“Um, yeah? Doesn’t everybody?” she let out clearly confused.

“Give me your phone.” Minhyuk demanded, sticking his hand out, opening and closing his palm.

“What? Why would I-” “So I can call you.” Minhyuk winked and the woman felt her heartbeat increasing. She had already noticed how handsome the man was, even in his dumb yellow suit.

“Come on, give it!” He whined and the woman sighed.

Minhyuk started to type his number, but forgot it after the first three digits, so he handed his phone to her. She typed her phone number and Minhyuk added her to his contacts as ‘elevator girl’. He had tried to put the rest of the nicknames he had made up, but the woman told him that ‘elevator girl’ was enough.

Minhyuk giggled and blew her a hand kiss, before getting in his room leaving the woman blushing.

The next morning, Minhyuk was the woman’s first thought and she low-key hoped to see him in the hotel’s dining area.

She put some food on her plate walking around the buffet, but then, she bumped into a taller figure. Her eyes widened as she was, again, faced with the same man from yesterday.

“Hi,” She shyly let out and the man shot her a confused look.

“You are… Oh my god…” Realization was written all over Minhyuk’s face and he started blushing.

“I’m really sorry about yesterday, I drank a little because I was excited and-” “It’s okay, really.” The woman cut him off as soon as he started apologizing.

“Did I do or say anything inappropriate to you?” He asked terrified of the answer.

“No, but you thought I was suggesting inappropriate things to you.” The woman chuckled and Minhyuk looked down, avoiding her gaze, as he let out a long groan.

“Jooheon shouldn’t have let me drink.” He whispered out.

“I’m, again, really sorry for everything I said to you. I hope you can forgive me and not think I’m a perverted weirdo.” Minhyuk said and looked hopefully at the woman.

“It’s fine, you’re not the first drunk I encounter and I’ve seen worse than you walking face first into the wall or calling me… puppy-vator or whatever.” She giggled and Minhyuk’s eyes widened.

“Oh, so this is what all the weird things in my notes were…” He let out without thinking and the woman laughed.

“Minhyuk, what is taking you so-” A voice was heard from behind him.

“Hello?” The man that the voice belonged to, said to the unknown woman and turned to look at Minhyuk.

“Is everything alright here?” he asked, confused at the scene in front of him. Minhyuk nodded and turned to look at the woman.

“Do you want to join us for breakfast? I would really like to show you my sober self and erase every memory of me being drunk from your mind.” Minhyuk asked her and Jooheon tilted his head, his expression a mix of sleepy and confused.

“Of course, though the erasing my memories part is most likely not gonna happen. You were too fun.” She let out a giggle and Minhyuk groaned and started walking towards a table.

“Oh, by the way, what is your name, elevator girl?” Minhyuk asked, a confused Jooheon following behind them.

“It’s (y/n).” The woman replied and Minhyuk smiled. “I’m Minhyuk.” He stuck out his hand for her to shake and then he turned to his friend. “This is my friend Jooheon, who, as you can see, is clearly confused.” Minhyuk jokingly let out and sat opposite from the woman.

“Nice to meet you, but, can you two explain to me what is going on?” Jooheon munched on his breakfast as the two started explaining how they met, Minhyuk blushing the whole time.

The three continued talking, until (y/n) had to leave.

“I would really love to meet you again sometime, so would you like to give me your phone number?” Minhyuk shyly asked but received a laugh in return. He shot her a confused look and she laughed even more, Minhyuk’s face was red from embarrassment.

“You already have my phone number, silly. Just search for the ‘elevator girl’, unless you later changed the name.” She said and Minhyuk took out his phone and found the contact.

“It was really nice meeting you, Minhyuk, call me when you have time.” (y/n) said and blew him a hand kiss before turning around and walking away with her stuff, leaving a blushing Minhyuk behind, exactly how he did the previous night.

“See you soon, elevator girl.” He said to practically no one.

AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHJSDMSBSJSNSNSNSNSNSNSNS

You're killing me

What a is bias? even

Yoongi I'm sorry

Joonie I'm sorry

I'm dead

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