Forthechubbies - 20's, A Chubby Weirdo Girl Loves Her Some Kbois.

Drunken Thoughts

Summary-Poor Yoongi stumbles into your cafe in the middle of the night in search of comfort.

100% Drabble energy!

Pairing-Drunk! Min Yoongi x Waitress! Reader

Genres-Idols Au, Angst ,Comfort, and Fluff

Enjoy!

“ Thank you so much. Have a goodnight.”

You’ve never been so glad to say goodbye to this endless day of hardship; the sight of the ‘open’ lights flashing off made a single tear stream down your cheek.

“Thank you, God.” You whispered into the empty diner atmosphere.

Just when you were about to loosen the strings on your apron, those godforsaken chimes that alert the cafe a customer is waiting, but this can’t be the sign is off.

“ Get Out!” is what you wanted to say, but instead, you kindly turned towards the door and kindly smiled even if it’s painful. “ I’m sorry, but we are closed- “

You were expecting an annoying customer but welcomed by an ombre hair man with sweat on his brow and troubled eyes.

”Damnit-! Fuckin writa block!”

The man stumbled forward, falling into your arms, allowing you to get a good whiff of the pungent alcoholic stench oozing out his pores.

”Sir-You're dropping your papers.” You managed to drag his soaked body to one of the booths. Oh no, It’s raining! The man’s papers were scattered about the street. You couldn’t believe your fishing papers in the rain for some stranger.

Drenching wet, You locked the cafe doors and huffed. “Hey, I tried to save your papers-but I could only get a few of them-“

The man sniffled. Was he crying? “It doesn’t matter anyway?” His deep raspy voice sent chills up and deep your spine. The look in his eyes when they met yours was heartbreaking. “It will never good”.

He banged his fist on the table repeatedly until you caught it midway.

“I’m not good enough!” His tears streamed down his chubby cherry cheeks. “ I drink and drink usually it helps but this time nothing!”

“Maybe you're overthinking this um?”

“Yoongi”

“Yoongi,” You smiled, liking the ring of his name in your head, settling beside the poor kitten you handle his larger hand in yours this sweet gesture earned you some eye contact.

It's time to stand on the soapbox.

“ Yoongi, Don’t you think you're being a little hard on yourself-“

“Music is all I have-I-I can’t afford writer’s block.”

Oh god, It’s taking everything out to pinch those chubby cheeks and give him all the kisses in the world even though you just met him.

“ Just because you have writer’s block doesn’t mean you lost your feel for music. Based on all the papers I picked up I say you’re amazing-You’re just..just carrying the world on your shoulders when you can’t lift something that heavy. Think light and it will come to you.”

That night Yoongi spent with you, speaking his mind and enjoying the warmth of your comfort. I hope you realize you have a customer for life.

Mrs. Jeon Vol 4

Synopsis• One nightstand gone Marriage!? The past catches up with Yn when her head over heels husband finds his lost bride and will keep her by any means necessary.

Category's• RomCom, Comedy, and Foul language.

Duos• Yandere! Jungkook x Chubby! Reader

Vol 1, 2, 3, 4,

Aaaand back at the starting point, all on my lonesome in an unfamiliar room; During the brawl Oldest Vs. Youngest, Namjoon decided a lady shouldn’t see this much violence and carried me back upstairs, but this time to a different room entirely.

“I’m sorry, they're not usually like this, I promise- Hyung, let go of Koo’s neck!.”

Moments like this are the reason why I'm proud to be the only child. This room has to be Jungkook’s. His characteristics are oozing out of wallpaper, from the unfinished Japanese theme art of a beautiful half-naked woman to the American 70’s roll and rock posters and the messy music notes scattered across the room.

Funny, music notes but no instruments.

I didn't realize Kook was head over heels for music until now. Well, since I'm here, I should clean up a bit- dirty laundry in the hamper and coats belong in the WALK-IN CLOSET?! Holy, mother of clothes, There's every brand in here. Gucci, Prada, Louis, Calvin Klein; You name it; it's in this closet.

Do I dare look at the price tag swinging off one of his sweater's sleeves? I dare! Oh my god- I wait, it's not that much, twenty-five dollars isn't that bad. However, my heart dropped, discovering my thumb was covering up the rest.

I don’t need a calculator to tell me his closet cost more than my well being. How could he afford luxury goods to this extent? I would understand one or two expensive things like I have a pair of diamond studs I wear that my grandmother gifted me for my eighteenth birthday but, his collection is on a different level entirely. He has a personalized Rolex encrusted with purple diamonds and his signature ‘JJK’ engraved on the dial.

Thinking about it, when dating Jungkook, money was no object, and on the flight here, I tried to make an excuse involving me not wanting to seem like a gold digger, but he gave a soft grin in response.

A private jet, big brand name clothing, real jewelry, and a beautiful beachside home, yet he hasn't spoken a word about his occupation-Dear god, Y-You don't think Jungkook could be..Gulps in some type of Korean mafia, do you?! With his cute demeanor and doll-like features, nobody would be none the wiser.

My mother was right. Men are nothing but trouble. If I had taken my aunt's advice and became a nun, this mess wouldn't have happened.

But the topic neither here nor there, right now, The issue is who in god’s name did I marry? Oh, What’s this? A darling shimmering french rose present stole my attention, as well as a neon purple postage note taped on the end of the ribbon, labeled “ To My Carrot.”

I guess that’s me. I pinched the ribbon and tugged at it but froze when an epiphany hit me; the box is rather heavy. What if the pretty decoration is a cover-up to mask the insidious evil within. WHAT IF it’s a severed head of a well-known mafia boss who was foolish enough to move on Jungkook’s turf, and it’s some kind of barbaric tradition to give your loved one their nemesis.

Only one way to find out, I attempted to keep my quaking hand steady as I unraveled the ribbon, but when coming to lifting the top, I got ahead of myself and let out a blood-curdling scream while falling back on the bed.

A series of heavy footsteps paraded upstairs. The sound resembles the rumble of thunder. The brother's crowded the door frame, shocking no Jungkook to be found. They bombarded me like I was their baby sister who came home from school in tears.

“ You ok? “ Taehyung coddled me and stayed at my side. “ Is it your ankle again?!”

I opened my mouth, but Jimmie interrupted me. “ Did Jungkook’s taste in room design scare you?” He coos, snuggling my other side.

“ Oi! Give her some air! “ Mr.Jin snatched up the youngest by their collars, dragging them away from my side and back to the door frame. “We’re sorry for running in, but we just wanted to make sure you alright.”

They were so worried about a stranger? That's sweet. “ No, I'm sorry for the scare. I'm just fine-”

“ Kitten! “

Last but not least, Jungkook stumbled in, nearly knocking over his brothers to stampede into my arms. Before I utter a sound from my lips, He tucked me close to his chest. He smells so sweet but feels hard due to him working out for fun and has the scent of warm honey.

I could just melt. Jungkook pulled away but kept hold of my hands. Hands so large, pink pretty-and TATTOOS!? When did he!? This confirms everything! The tattoos symbol the way of the mafia and the blood they mercilessly spill.

“ Don’t touch me!” I threw his hands aside, taking cover behind the closet door. “ How could do such a disgusting thing, you-you murderer!!? Prison would be a paradise for a devil-like you.”

“Babe, The fur is not real.”

Fur? What fur?

Kook held up a lingerie robe laced with fur along the bottom and sleeves from the box, No blood, No dismembered body part insight. Jungkook whined. “ The hair is fake l, I thought you would like it better that way, but you look like you seen a dead body.”

“I don’t want anything you bought with your blood money.”

Narrative’s Pov

“Blood?”

“Money?”

The return of the questions. The brothers held their heads in a slight tilt while the little lady went on about Jungkook imaginary gangsta background. In reality, the closest Jungkook got into any physical activity is in his boxing and martial art classes. Such a false acquisition made them double over in tears of laughter, even Jungkook.

Namjoon being the leader, took the responsibility to explain their wealth and occupation through pictures and videos. “ BTS is our band name; We are well known internationally.”

But by Yn blank expression, that may not be true. “ Never heard of you.”

Mrs. Jeon Vol 3

Synopsis• One nightstand gone Marriage!? The past catches up with Yn when her head over heels husband finds his lost bride and will keep her by any means necessary.

Category's•Violent Thoughts, Hostel Behavior, Nsfw (Later), and Bratty Jungkook.

Duos• Yandere! Jungkook x Chubby! Reader

Vol 1, 2, 3, 4,

What’s going on down there? It sounds restlessly calm. You could hear muffled voices but nothing more; you aren't too keen on testing your luck and sneak into the corridor to eavesdrop on their conversation. Pretty sure the door is locked anyway.

Instead, You took note of the confined walls surrounding you. A typical master bedroom accessorized an earthy decor, cute mini-plants placed in various room areas, two tiny pet turtles in a tank constructed into a giant wooden bookshelf.

Speaking of books, talk about books galore. The shelved books had little to no wiggle room aside from the one empty slot belonging to the open novel on the nightstand. The owner won’t mind you partaking in one quick gander-

“Ah!” You gasp, fixing your eyes on your newly treated ankle. For a minute, you just about forgot this crazy abducted situation your in. The bedsprings dip as you flop back into the spot where Jimin left you. Jimin was the man you fell on during your first attempt at freedom; he was even generous enough to bandage with utmost care.

A kind gesture a particular bunny wasn’t too thrilled on seeing, Jungkook's face soured while watching Jimin’s filthy little womanizing hands caressing the delicate soft plushy skin of his carrot’s legs.

Son of a bitch trying to cop a feel on his wife, Jimin’s flirtatious persona, led him out to be a well-known heartthrob but often seen as a gigolo through certain people's point of view and, frankly, Jungkook's wife won't be a victim of the Jimin Effect.

Crash!

The smash of a glass object-making contact with the hard marble kitchen floor snatched Jimin’s and your attention giving it to the irritable bunny who’s psychotically enthusiastic about testing his progress in strength by snapping his hyung’s neck-

Oh, no, his carrot looks frightened-He shouldn't do such a brutal act of love with his wife nearby; her poor innocent heart might shatter. No violence...At least for the time being.

Next thing you know, Jungkook's face lightened up, and even when Jimin bit his head off for breaking one of Jin’s fancy dinnerware, his facial expression persisted undaunted. Jungkook kept a serene masquerade, but through closer observation, he clenched his jaw at Jimin’s hand on cradling the small of his wife’s back, guiding her into hiding in the upper part of the house for a reason unknown.

Jungkook let Jimin take you no-fuss included, Hence, Your encaged situation. For all, you know, The men were downstairs plotting a far-flung strategy to murder you making it look like a battle of defense.

Though, You were more occupied by another Crack for the floor down below. ” Ahh!” You cried out, falling back on the bed once again.

Meanwhile, Downstairs.

”Stop! Breaking Hyung’s plates, or we're both as good as dead!” Jimin growled. ”Quit avoiding the question! Who the hell is that woman!? Did you hurt her!? Why-!” Jimin asked Jungkook until his cheeks burned a reddish hue, and his neck veins were dominant.

In one swift breath, Jungkook responded. “ She’s Mrs.Jeon. My wife.”

Jimin knew his maknae had a few loose screws in his head, but this is getting out of hand.

”Wife?! Do you know how old you are!? Kook, You just turn twenty-three-”

”So What.” Jungkook interrupted. ”You want me to wait until I’m an ancient fart like Hyung to get married.”

”Pffft.” Jimin pressed his lips into a thin line suppressing his need to laugh. ”Ahem, respect your elders-You little brat.”

Amidst the brothers at each other's throats, another member of the maknae line awakened from his mid-morning nap; drowsy eyed Kim Taehyung waddled upstairs to check up on his Hyung living in the room above him.

He could have sworn a faint scream is what he heard-Well; there's no harm in checking.

You jumped at the squeaky hinges of the door opening. Wait, it was unlocked!? Expecting the uninvited visitor to be Jungkook, You raised a pillow over your head, ready to be hurled-to your amazement; it was a completely different man.

A long-haired male with long chocolate locks kept at bay by a beige headband; his attire was disarray. His tank top hung off his shoulder, slightly creased in his pajama pant’s waistband.

Adorable, to say the least, the poor thing’s eyes weren’t even fully open yet, the pretty pink pout of his lips nearly forced an” Aw” from yours.

”Who are you?” He grumbled, scratching the back of his neck.

Sweet mother of deep, He stood a few feet away, but the raspiness and depth of his voice caused your insides to start quivering.

”I’m-I’m the sand fairy.” You choked out, fluttering the tips of your fingers as if spreading magic dust. ” I'm here to ensure all your dreams are sweet. ”

You nibbled your lip nervously, hoping he takes the bait. He yawned in response dragging his exhausted body across the room to you; he halts. You gulped, staring up at him; you felt like a mouse about to pounce on by a tiger.

”H-H-I!” You yelped.

The man took no real investment in your fib; instead, he decided to reap the benefits of how soft and plushy you are by laying his head on your bare thighs. He wiggled in place to reach maximum comfort.

”Ah.” He moaned, falling back to sleep.

Oh, dear.

………

The sound of the hyung’s arrival made the two maknae gulp.

First in the door was Hoseok, hands full grocery bags ” Come help! Quick, save the ice cream if it isn't soup by now.”

Namjoon followed behind. ” I told Jin not to get the ice cream first-He knows how he gets with his coupons.”

”The worst part is he got upset when we told him that's enough food then told to stay in the car.” Yoongi stretched out the pins and needles feeling in his limbs.

”You may say that's enough now, but when that brat comes, he's going to eat us out of house and home!” Jin scolded, unconsciously fetching the rest of the bags.

Jin froze, staring at Jungkook, helping put the food in the correct places. He didn't hesitate to smother his baby boy in a hug, but right after, he jabbed Jungkook's gut.

”Oof!” Jungkook doubled over, gripping his chest. ” I missed you too,” He coughed.

Jin stood tall. ” And there's plenty more where that came from once Hoseok gets his hands on you.”

Anyone but Hoseok.

” I heard Jk!” Hoseok rushed Jungkook a bear hug. ” Thank goodness you're alright!” He jabbed in his Jungkook's gut. ” Where the hell have you been?!”

Jungkook groaned. ” Ou-Ouch..I won't be able to tell you if I keep getting hit.” He cleared his throat. ”America.”

”America!” The hyungs blared out.

Namjoon pinched the bridge of his nose. ” What possessed you to go there on your own? Have you forgotten what you are?”

Jungkook sighed. “ I know, I know, but I just envy normal people around my age having the freedom to go wherever they want.”

“ But you’re not," Yoongi brutally minced Jungkook’s sob story. He’s not particularly fond of beating around the bush, especially when dealing with his brothers earlier this afternoon. “ Unlike ‘normal’ twenty-year-olds, you are adored by army who would be upset if anything happened to you.”

Jungkook bowed his head in shame; the thought of army never really crossed his mind.

“And-“ Yoongi continued. “ There are crazies in every country, so what made you think heading off on your own would be alright!?”

“Why America?” Namjoon’s brow jumped as the gears in his head began to turn. “ Out of all the beautiful places we visited-You chose the U.S? What was there that you had to leave without an explanation?”

Namjoon stared at Jungkook’s eyes not in a malicious sense, just a habit when trying to figure out a solution or, in this case, a missing clue to the reason his little brother hopped up and left.

“Twinkats (Twinkies),” Jimin laughed nervously. “ I bet his suitcase is full of them.”

Sadly, Jimin’s fairy charm wouldn’t work this time. Jungkook is drowning in deep waters, and there’s no salvage coming for miles; at this rate, Jungkook had two options: tell the truth, orrrr, run away with his loving wife in his arms.

Not gonna lie; Jungkook leaned towards the second option, but the fates had another plan.

”Hyung! Hyung! Namjoon-Hyungie!!” Taehyung screamed bloody murder, sprinting downstairs minus jumping the last five steps. ” Her ankle is purple!”

Taehyung paused, breathing heavily in front of the kitchen where the interrogation is being held, accompanied by a woman injured cradled in his arms, more worried about him dropping than her throbbing ankle.

Taehyung had the room’s undivided attention, and Jungkook’s enviousness scowl; his wife was clinging on to another man like a baby koala to its mother but had it been him, she would scratch his eyes out.

Let's not mention the fact! It seems like she's only wearing a shirt, and guess who the owner is, not him!

” Who-”

”What-”

”Why”

” How!?”

Before getting into details about the hyung's reaction to their new houseguest, let's first take a detour to Prince Taehyung mini rescue adventure.

A good hour in, Taehyung woke up from the best nap of his life to beautiful damsel sniffles and tears. The sweetheart asked what was wrong and nodded as the damsel explained, coming to realize she was in distress. Prince Taehyung aided the beauty with new clothes and tied a red ribbon into her hair….beacause he thought it would look pretty (Shrugs).

However, her ankle injury required a different source of help, so who else to ask but his favorite Hyung? But he couldn't find Yoongi in his room, so he decided to ask Namjoon instead.

Back to the original story

Taehyung explains the truth unconsciously, throwing his little brother under the bus.

Jin’s eye twitched as he peered at Jungkook, who was attempting to slip out of the kitchen. ” You little sh-!”

Let's just say Jin didn't nearly beat Jungkook almost half to death with a rice paddle while shouting numerous insults to bruise a thousand men’s pride in a second.

It went silent after Jin banished Jungkook to the beach house a few feet from the house until he wanted to see his face again. Namjoon took it upon himself to introduce the gang.

You politely shared a warm hello but wished nothing more to go home.

All I'm saying is if looks could get you pregnant, Jimin would have millions of baby mama's and Dats Facts

Big Facts!!

THIS POST CAN MAKE YOUR DAY! (Maybe LOL)

Hello there

I am a simple girl who loves 7 sophisticated handsome talented wondrous inspiring wonderful outstanding smart men

Who can turn into dorks the more you know them

The eldest feeds people while passing by

seriously he is only the eldest in papers

Their leader breaks everything

But believe it on not he is a genius 

Another one plays it cool but his extra persona comes out from time to time

especially when he wears yellow?

None of it is a coincidence

And believe it or not but this team got another genius. Yes the same guy who turns so hype in yellow and plays imaginary guitar with his leg …  

Then there is the one who gets scared of his own shadow or any shadow

And screams 24/7 

Then comes the 3 youngest

One of their best dancers that can dance blindfolded can’t sit on a chair 

Seriously he trips over air

One who is known to be one of the most handsome men on earth can’t help but make derp faces

The youngest who is known to be good at everything makes things that no one understands yet. We will add the reason when science advances enough to explain him. 

And it’s because of how they are that we love BTS even more. Hope this made you smile. Have a good day/night ^^