Im Really Happy With You

I’m really happy with you

Hyungwon x reader

Genre: Fluff

Warnings: None

Summary: Even Hyungwon, who is not very affectionate, sometimes needs to show his love for you.

A/N:this came so randomly to me, idk i can see hyungwon not being realy affectionate all the time but sometimes he would go all fluffy

Word count: 286

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You watched him walking around the kitchen humming, a small smile on his face, as he pulled out some ingredients to make dinner.

“What’s up with you today?” You said with a laugh and Hyungwon turned momentarily to look at you, his soft expression never leaving, before turning back to cooking.

“What’s up with me today?” He said in a sing song voice and you giggled.

“You are so... I don’t know... light, today. You’re smiling and you seem content, did something happen at work?” You asked curious and he walked past you to get something from the cupboard behind you, giving you a small peck before going back to what he was doing.

“Okay there is definitely something wrong with you” you joked and Hyungwon grinned.

“Why? Just because I’m in a good mood and I like to kiss my girlfriend?” He laughed out and took out plates, placing them on the table.

You took out two forks and two knives and then two glasses for water and he moved the pan on the table.

Before he could sit down, you approached him and he opened his arms for you to hug him and you didn’t miss the opportunity. He wrapped his arms around you, squeezing you closer and gave you a forehead kiss, before burying his head in the crook of your neck.

“I am really happy with you” he whispered and you swore your heart skipped a beat.

“I’m really happy with you too” you softly replied, pulling away and he lowered his head to softly connect your lips.

“Let’s go eat and watch a movie?” He asked and you nodded giving him once more kiss, before sitting down with him to eat.

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Ice cream man

Jungkook x single mother and childhood friend reader

Warnings: None

Genre: Fluff (?)

Summary: Your little daughter can give you so much trouble sometimes, especially since you're a single mother. But, after many years you meet with your friend Jungkook, who wants to support you and your daughter in the way her father didn't.

Word count: 1.1k (1129)

“Jihyo, please don’t run away from mommy.” I whined and trailed behind my 5 year old child.

“But mommy, the ice cream will leave!” She chanted and started tugging on my arm. 

“No, baby, the ice cream parlor stays there, walk slower, please, I’m getting old.” I promised her I would get her ice cream, if she didn’t bite any kids at kindergarten, so I had to keep my promise and take her to the ice cream parlor that’s close to my small apartment.

Being a mother at 23 is hard. Being a single mother at 23, is even harder. But no struggle compares to her little giggles and her smile.

“Mom, come on, quickly!” She ran inside, the woman behind the counter smiled at her. “I want ice cream!” Jihyo said loudly.

“What flavor do you want, sweetie?” The woman looked at her and then at me. After asking for our favorites, we waited for the woman to finish and I pulled out my wallet to pay for the ice cream. 

“Your sister is really cute.” The woman said and handed me the two cones.“Thank you, but she’s my daughter.” I replied with a small smirk. 

Every time. They think she’s my sister and when I tell them that she’s my daughter, they stare at me shocked. 

“But you look really young, like, early twenties?” The woman said with a confused voice and handed me the receipt. “Because I am.” I replied, took Jihyo’s hand and turned to leave, Jihyo yelling goodbyes to the lady.

On our way back to my small apartment, Jihyo, once again overly excited, started walking faster than me. At one point, she turned to say something to me, but in the process, stumbled on a man, the ice cream going all over his tight pants. FUCK! I hope he’s not a weirdo.

“Oh, be careful, little one.” He said in a calm voice. He kneeled down, his face being the same level as Jihyo now. “I’m sorry for your ice cream, do you want me to get you another one?” He whispered at Jihyo, who was now pouting. Just pouting. Thank god my child isn’t one of those who throw tantrums.

The man raised his head to look at me and I suddenly felt my stomach tight. “(Y/n)?” “Jungkook?” “Oh my god, is it really you?” He said and slowly stood. He extended his hand to Jihyo, who held it. “Is that..?” He trailed off and looked at Jihyo who now had a confused look on her face. 

“Mommy, is this mister a stranger?” She asked letting go of Jungkook’s hand and hiding behind me. “No, Jihyo, I’m mommy’s friend.” He said once again kneeling. “I know your mommy since I was your age. But I work a lot and haven’t seen her since you were a baby.”

“But I am baby” She giggled and hugged Jungkook’s leg. “I’m sorry for your pants .” She apologized and I felt so proud of my little baby. “It’s okay. Now, shall I go buy you another ice cream?” He said and I cut him off saying that he didn’t have to, but he insisted. He got her the same and got one for himself and we all sat down on a bench, eating and happily chatting. 

“Thank you ice cream man!” Jihyo turned to Jungkook, who giggled.

 Jungkook and I soon finished our ice cream and he walked over to the bin and threw the paper towels and sat down next to Jihyo again.

 He raised his head to look at me, and our eyes met. He has grown up now, he looked really great, but a little tired. “I missed you.” He whispered. “Me too.” I replied. Jungkook has been so busy all these years. We actually lost contact soon after I gave birth to Jihyo. 

The first person that held her was him. The photo my mom took is still in my room. He supported me during my pregnancy, even if he isn’t her father.

“Do you get anyone’s help, sometimes?” he asked in English and I got exactly what he wanted to say.“No.” I simply replied. 

No, I don’t have anyone, because who would date a 23 year old with a child? 

Jungkook nodded. But he had a small smile on his face. It would either be for Jihyo who now widened her eyes and turned to him, or because of what I said to him.

“What is your name?” Jihyo asked remembering that she hadn’t introduced herself the way she does. “My name is Jungkook, but I know your name.” He said and Jihyo pouted. “No! Ask me for my name!” she whined. “Fine, what is your name?” Jungkook said with a baby voice. 

“One, two, three, A, B, C, my name is Jihyo you see!” Jihyo jumped the way her favorite cartoon character did and sent a flying kiss to Jungkook. She, her father and their fucking flying kisses.

Jungkook smiled the whole time during her introduction and giggled at the end. “One, two and three, A, B and C, my name is Jungkook you see!” He imitated her. “Noo! It’s not right!” She whined. I kept looking at them interacting, a smile spread on my face. I missed him so much.

 After a while, Jungkook, pulled out his phone, to take silly selfies with the little one, but once he saw the time his eyes widened, but he quickly covered it and turned to me. 

“I don’t have the same phone number, because I lost my phone and all the contacts. Please give me your phone number.” He said and handed me his phone. I put my number in his phone, leaving the contact name blank, and handed it to him. He put a “<3” only and quickly snapped a photo of me to use it for my contact.

 “Thank you. Jihyo, Jungkook has to leave, but I will see you again really soon, okay?” He said and she nodded. She wrapped her small arms around his neck and kissed his cheek. He lowered her down and turned to me, his arms wide open. He embraced me and buried his head in my neck. 

“I will not disappear again. Ever. I’ll be here for you.” He whispered and squeezed me tight.  He pulled away from the hug and turned to the both of us. 

“Goodbye, beautiful ladies. I’ll see you soon!” He smiled and winked at Jihyo, who was now blushing and hiding behind me. He walked away and I took a look at Jihyo’s blushing face and held her hand.

 “Mommy, mister Jungkook is really funny. I really like him!” She squealed and jumped. “Me too.” I whispered and we both walked to the direction of my apartment.

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I couldn’t find a normal pic or gif I’m sorry 

You really don’t catch hints, aye?

Librarian! and former student! Namjoon x student!reader 

Warnings: None

Genre: Idk, nothing?

Summary: Namjoon is just a librarian, but when he sees you struggling with studying he offers to help. However, it seems as if he really can’t catch your hints of flirting with him.

A/N: Joonie really looks like he can’t catch on with things like this

Word count: 844

“What the heck is this and when the fuck was I taught this?”

I yelled, momentarily forgetting I was in a library.

“Fuck” I whispered expecting to be kicked out.

A young man, probably one of the librarians here, approached me and I got ready to pack my things and find another place to go when I want to study, but he just sat opposite of me.

“Yeah, yeah, I’ll collect my things and I’m not allowed to come back here.” I mumbled and opened my bag to put my books in.

He grabbed my hand, gently, stopping my actions.

“No, I’m here to help. But seriously, you need to be quiet.” He said with a small smile. 

He has such a calming voice.

“Help? I’m doing homework, for uni, are you sure you can help?” and he seemed offended at my comment.

“I finished this uni 2 years ago! I know this stuff!” He whined and pulled my book towards him.

“How do you know which uni I’m in?” I asked a little creeped out.

“I told you, I finished this uni two years ago, you were a student back then and I had seen you around the campus and here.” He shyly admitted and I felt bad, because I never noticed him, but also because how the fuck didn’t I notice a dude this handsome?

“Oh, right. So, you think you can help me with this? Mr Lee is teaching us this.” I said hopefully.

“Of course, it used to be my favorite class, but I gotta admit, Mr Lee is terrible at teaching it, and makes it seem boring.” He said and turned to book towards me again.

“Look at this,” He pointed at something he had underlined. “This is really helpful, and you can use it in every question he gives you. He actually loves this so much, he will lower your grade if you don’t use it, because ‘it’s easy and only dumb people avoid it!’ So go on.” He slid some white papers for me to do calculations there.

I started solving the homework I was given, surprised at how fast I solved them.

“No, no, no, read this carefully.” The man, who I realized I didn’t even know his name, pointed at the last and hardest of the exercises.

“It clearly says the same thing as every other question!” I whined.

“No, it clearly says the opposite!” He pointed out.

I stuck my tongue out, not wanting to admit I was wrong. He sighed and shook his head, a small smile forming on his lips.

“There, done!” I exclaimed, checking phone, only to see it took me an hour. I was pleasantly surprised.

“See? It only took you an hour for that many questions and exercises!” He looked so proud of me.

“Thank you so much, um…” I trailed off expecting him to tell me his name but he didn’t really catch on.

“What?” He asked confused.

“Um, your name?” I shyly asked. And he looked so embarrassed.

“Ah, Namjoon, but most people call me just Joon, as a nickname.” He said.

“Imma be unique and call you Joonie.” I said with a giggle, collecting my things.

“That’s not unique, but I’m cool with it.” He once again talked back and got up slowly.

“Well, Joonie, you really seem like a know-it-all.” I sassily said and zipped my bag and placed it on my shoulder.

“Oh, do I?” He teased. “Yes.” I giggled wanting to drop this subject.

“Seriously though, Joonie, thank you so much for your help. I don’t know how to pay you back.” I said giving him a hint to lead the conversation on.

Please ask me out, please ask me out!

“You don’t have to pay me back, I felt like doing it and I did it.” He said and I frowned disappointed.

This boy is either oblivious, or he just doesn’t like me.

“You really don’t catch hints, aye?” I teased and shook my head.

“What?” He looked genuinely confused and I wanted to hit my head on a wall.

If he can’t ask me out, I will.

“I’ll treat you coffee, when are you free from work?” I bluntly asked and pulled out my phone for his phone number.

“Oh, you really don’t have to, but I have Thursdays and weekends free.” He replied, cheeks blushing, and he looked like a woman that doesn’t know how to put make up on. (Every teacher at school)

He typed his number in and handed me my phone back.

“I’ll call you, because if I let you do it, you’ll probably never do it.” I teased and he blushed harder.

We walked towards the door both silent, his coworker having a teasing smile on his face.

“Bye Joonie, call me.” I blew a kiss, really not wanting to make him look dumb to his coworker.

“Of course.” He said with a teasing smile.

I left the library, heading home, texting Joonie a “you finally caught on” with a wink emoji.

Ahh, he’s gonna be the death of me.

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“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.”

Feeding grapes

Mark Tuan x reader au

Warnings: None

Genre:Fluff

Summary: The title says it all, just you and Mark feeding each other grapes

A/N: lets pretend that the thing in the gif is a grape or sth

Word count: 219

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"Just bite it" "I can’t, I'll get the stem too" he whimpered and tried to bite one again.

"Okay never mind, here" you said, taking a grape and pressing it on his lips. His pout didn't allow you to feed him and you whimpered in annoyance receiving a whimper back from him. Reluctantly, he opened his mouth and ate the grape, a pout forming again on his lips.

"Oh come on baby, it's okay. Why don’t you try and feed me?" You joked and he playfully hit your arm, taking the bowl from your hands and popping another grape in his mouth.

"I will not feed you" he let out and took the bowl out of your reach when you tried to take some.

"But I want grapes" you said reaching for the bowl again but again you couldn't reach it.

"Go get your own" he joked, but gave in and took a grape and gave it to you and you softly smiled. He held the stem and slowly moved the bunch of grapes over your mouth. You softly pulled at a grape with your teeth managing to remove it from its stem and Mark pouted, but smiled at your excited expression.

"I got one!" You cheered and he nodded, softly pecking your lips.

The grapes were soon forgotten.