Bts Are Going To Be Such Good Dads

Bts are going to be such good dads 😭❤️

@fortunexkookie Ryn... I don’t even know where to begin! This is INCREDIBLE. The characters... the poor, clumsy way Kook handles... EVERYTHING is absolutely fucking adorable. It’s sticky sweet and funny and sexy and it took me TWO HOURS to read it but so worth it. I was cackling and uwu-ing and... I love you. Thank you for making Kookie my favorite over and over again. 😍😍😍😍😍😍😍 If you guys haven’t read this yet... FUCKING READ IT NOW. 💋💋💋

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Granny Park’s Gossip: 

Now, don’t start thinking anything about Jeon. He’s a good boy, of course, my sweet Jimin wouldn’t be friends with anything less, and he’s a damned good P.E. teacher, but he’s a rapscallion if I’ve ever seen one. Always putting his foot in his mouth in one way or another. My lovely grandson already told me about how he’s offended that new math and science teacher down at the school, you know the one, got hired as a replacement when they fired the last one? Yes, her. And Jiminie told me that Jeongguk’s been avoiding her ever since, the hellion. You just gotta shake your head at behavior like that.

Alternative Summary: Jeongguk is so disgustingly smitten with his new coworker that he ends up making a terrible first impression, and neither of them realize they’ve actually been in love with each other for the better part of a decade. 

      ❄ Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

      ❄ Genre: Teacher AU / Gamer AU / Simultaneous (One-Sided) Enemies to Lovers + Best Friends to Lovers + Idiots to Lovers AU / Humor / Tooth-rotting Fluff / Smut / Heavy Pining / Slight Angst 

      ❄ Rating: 18+ / Explicit

      ❄ Word Count: 41.3k

      ❄ Chaptered AO3 link in case you don’t want to read the fic all at once or your app crashes: HERE

      ❄ CW and other tags: Jungkook is disgustingly smitten, Jungkook is a MESS, seriously the second-hand embarrassment that writing this fic gave me deserves it’s own warning, please help Jungkook, swearing, sexual innuendo, sexual tension, Jungkook can’t stop putting his foot in his mouth, disgusting amounts of pining, past bullying/harassment mention, horribly awkward situations, wet dreams, accidental exhibitionism/voyeurism, thigh riding, making out, masturbation, Jungkook is lowkey a freak, Jungkook has a sexy teacher kink (nevermind that he IS a teacher), more masturbation, love kink, oral sex (female receiving), sexual fantasies involving inappropriate places to cum, I spell Jungkook “Jeongguk” the entire fic, that’s not a warning I just wanted to make that clear, angry sexual tension, fat cock indeed, waking up from a “nightmare” lmao, footsie =) =) =), some sad angst but it’s really not that bad, just emotional, face riding, protected vaginal sex, mentions of unprotected sex, reader loves creampies lol, a whole lot more love kink, accidental (very minor) injuries, I really can’t stress the ‘love kink’ or second-hand embarrassment enough, I probably forgot a bunch of stuff and I’m sorry, I’m trying to remember everything I wrote, but if you see something not listed, let me know and I’ll tag it <3, but hopefully I got most of everything, anyway this fic is really, really, grossly soft and fluffy, tooth-rotting fluff, really,

      ❄ A/N: This is my favorite thing I’ve written and my favorite Jungkook that I’ve written, by far, and I’ve written a lot of Jungkook. I hope you guys enjoy this as much as I enjoyed writing it. Addendum - if you wanted to reblog and leave comments, or just come back to it later, but the app is crashing, I’ve been told that quick-reblogs work. 

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Gift wrapped: Christmas Drabble

Warnings: 💕 none. This is pure honey boy Yoongi at his finest. He’s so serious but so soft and I wanna squish him. Maybe some language, and a kiss, but that’s it!

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Note: Yoongi is really struggling to get you a gift, waiting until the last minute. Afraid his gift is awful, he avoids you all night until you confront him and finally get it.

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Two Months Before Christmas:

“How is this so hard? Y/N is not that complicated!” He’s glaring at the jewelry on the other side of the display, frowning at the two he has in his hands. He can’t decide on size, style, or color as far as necklaces go, and he gives them back with a grumble before exiting the store and finding Hobi. “I hate Christmas shopping. What did you get for Y/N?” Hoseok laughs. “A little bag! Like all of mine! A satchel? Is that what they’re called? Mmm... yep. Colorful and hand beaded. It’s gorgeous. You can’t pick something? What about a perfume? Or... a gift card!?” Yoongi grumbles again, mood soured. “No... it has to be perfect.”

Two Weeks Before Christmas:

“This is stupid.” He’s scanned the merchandise for every fandom you were a part of. Lord of the Rings. Supernatural. He even dared to look at girl group items for you before he felt bad and closed the tab on his browser. “Fucking stupid holiday. Why do I bother?”

Two Days Before Christmas:

“So... this one is popular?” He eyes the woman at the counter cautiously as she’s gift wrapping the set of scents he selected. They were all name brand and high end, and he made sure you had at least five to pick from in case you’re not a fan of one or another. “Oh yes! These are the latest and greatest ones on the market! Don’t worry! I’ve put the receipt in the bag in case you need to return.” He rubs his neck as he leaves, feeling as though he’s fallen short.

Christmas:

He didn’t mean to avoid you... he just found himself naturally running when you popped up at the party. First it was a drink, leaving you chatting with Hobi and Namjoon whole he fled. Then it was snacks. The bathroom. Checking his phone. The bathroom again. More snacks. Another drink. Needing to talk to Jimin. He was running out of excuses and you didn’t look too pleased as your eyes met his across the room.

Fuck. How long was he going to do this?

He finally sets his drink down and runs for his room, not prepared to look at your crestfallen face for another second. He can’t hide for long though, not even making it to his closet before you basically kick his door in. “Min Yoongi, if you don’t tell me right this second what I’ve done to make you run from me, I’m going to leave and never come back.” Floundering, he begins whining. “What?! No, please don’t leave. You didn’t do anything! It’s me, not you. I mean it’s my gift.” He exhales and then takes a deep breath before rambling off another sentence.

“IwantedtogetyousomethingperfectandIsuckandIknowyou’regoingtohateit.”

Blinking, you’re stunned as you try to decipher the gibberish he just fed you before busting into laughter. “Yoongi, sweet heart, first, I’m sure I’m going to love it. And second... you didn’t have to get me anything.” He frowns, perhaps not having thought of that, and then quickly grabs the box to hand it over to you. “Well... I did. And... it’s this. And... if you hate it I kept the receipt for you.”

The box was perfectly gift wrapped, your name neatly scrawled on a tag attached to it. Taking the box gingerly, you hummed softly and then tipped your head. “Can I open it now?” His faint nod and flushed face made you giggle and you began to tug the side loose, gasping as your present finally came into view. “Versace? Salvatore... I don’t even know how to pronounce his last name... Armani? Wow... Yoongi...”

Your response was not what he was expecting. In fact, the second tears welled in your eyes, he was scooping you into a hug. And you returned it readily, burying your face in his neck. It surprised him, but also made his stomach twist in ways he’d not felt in a long time. He knew why you made him this nervous but he hadn’t considered it until now. And your fingers in his hair was nice. So nice.

“Are these happy tears or... tears of disgust?”

Your laugh and the soft shove to his shoulder made him grunt and he shook his head as you wiped your face and sniffled. “No! They’re amazing, really. Thank you... I... I got you something too. They’re probably not as nice as mine... but... you can’t open them until tomorrow!” He snorted. “Now I’m starting to believe you didn’t get me one.” Your shy smile made him smile right back, fingers brushing your hair from your eyes. “Y/N... can I... kiss you? As a promise that you did get me a present?”

You look shocked, but amused. He’s so charming in a devilish kind of way you never expected. “Insurance? Of a gift? Hmmm... ok.” And as your lips met, you felt something shift between you, like something unspoken was finally being said, sort of, which made your heart flutter and your stomach knot up. Parting with a sigh, you let your fingers clasp behind his neck as he dives in for another kiss, the two of you remaining there until a curious Tae came to find you, breaking your happiness bubble up and announcing to the entire party that he’d “found you”, eyebrow wiggle included.

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