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Caller Number 9

Summary: Because let’s face it, your girlfriends won’t tell you when the boy of your dreams isn’t interested. So what’s left? Calling the late night radio show host known as Min Suga is a good option right? He’ll tell you how it is and ruin you while fixing your love life. Counterproductive? Definitely.

Chapter 2

Chapter 1: Caller Nine on the Line!

He’s going to call. It’s been a week already, so he has to answer. I asked him if he wanted to come out tomorrow and he texted back: “hopefully I can :)”

She made a hard mark with her 2b pencil and cursed loudly.

Then again he is a boy. Boys will always be boys, it doesn’t matter how different you think the next one is. Men should come with these warning labels, instead of putting girls through hell.

I don’t have time for this.

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Roommates Pt. 1

written for this request 

So I heard that it was a certain maknae’s birthday today…

Warnings: Slightly mature themes, and definitely mature themes in pt 2

Part 2 Part 3 (final)

Word Count: 9,685

“Why are you cleaning on a Friday night?” Minhyuk asks in amusement as he watches you jump out of his embrace on the couch to make a run for the broom, “Come back and finish the movie with me, babe.”

“Sorry to cut our date short,” you apologize, even as you frantically sweep the kitchen, “I forgot that Jungkook is supposed to come over tonight!”

“This is the first time I’ve seen you cleaning for months,” your boyfriend chuckles, “I don’t get it. Why would a little high school boy care about a bit of dirt?”

You pause to shoot him a glare, “He’s in college now,” you correct.

“Wait—you didn’t say he was a college student. ___, you’re having a full grown adult man live with you?”

“It’s not like that!” You protest, “He’s just my little dongsaeng neighbor. You’ve met Junghyun, remember? This is his baby brother.”

Minhyuk crosses his arms tightly across his chest, still not entirely convinced, “I don’t understand why he has to live with you though.”

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“Kiss It Better” (Bambam x Reader)

“Hi! ;) Could you do a a scenario based off “kiss it better” by Rihanna with BamBam and the reader?”

Name: “Kiss It Better”

Character: Kunpimook Bhuwakul // Bambam (GOT7)

Genre: Angst / Implied Smut

Word Count: 1,208

** WARNING ** Okay, this here fic has a few swears and (as it says above) there is an element of smut that is implied. If you know you’re uncomfortable reading about either of the two, please skip this! Thank you! <3

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Like a broken record, the sequence of events repeated. It was if you and the idol’s relationship was circling deeper and deeper down into the darkest of drains. Your eyes stung with tears. Your entire body stung with hatred, confusion and the need to scream. “I hate you,” you breathed. The voice that uttered such poisonous words quivered under the sheer weight of what you were saying. Kunpimook turned away sharply. His gaze averted yours tactfully. “Take it back,” he murmured. It was as if the boiling pot of anger had begun to simmer; the heat had been turned down for a brief moment. “No.” His lip twitched. The light hazel glaze on his eyes had vanished as they darkened. “I said, take it back,” he spoke slowly as if talking to a child. However, that unnerving quiet in his voice suggested otherwise. “I know damn well what you said and I stand by it. I hate you,” you made sure to pronounce each syllable boldly to add to the finishing blow. He snapped. You flinched as his fist pounded against the wall. An eerie silence followed. His ragged breaths began to etch into the silence, each breath shakily making it pass his lips.

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exo reaction // they’re jealous of another idol

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~ minseok ~

Minseok is not overly jealous, but he does have a streak of possessiveness that runs through him. He is protective of you and is suspicious of every man who gives you a second glance. Minseok is not the type to become jealous when you talk to another guy, but is rather suspicious of the man’s intentions. This is only amplified when it is another idol speaking to you; since they know damn well you and Minseok are a couple. Holding nothing against you (because you have every right to speak to anyone you wish), he would make sure to hold your hand in public, especially events where other male idols would be present.

~ junmyeon ~

Junmyeon is pretty jealous. At events, he never left your side, arm curled protectively around your waist. It’s not that he didn’t trust you with other men; he didn’t trust them. You were gorgeous and charming, and in his eyes, it made you irresistible. Truthfully, male idols would avoid you at all costs due to the glaring look Junmyeon would give them in passing. It was actually quite endearing, the way he glared moodily at idols he even considered to be friends, his protective behavior eliciting giggles from you and his fellow members. Giving him a small kiss on his cheek would bring him back to earth, knowing you only had eyes for him.

~ yixing ~

Yixing is not jealous, nor is he possessive of you. He finds that being jealous is a waste of time, knowing how much you loved him. He trusts you completely and tends to have a pretty laid-back approach when he sees other men trying to flirt with you. He actually becomes quite amused to see them try; your quick rejection of the man in question leaving him stunned as you find your way back to your boyfriend. Even if an idol got a little too close to comfort, Yixing lets you diffuse the situation, smiling and pressing a kiss to your temple when you wrap an arm around his waist, telling the idol you were off of the market indefinitely.

~ baekhyun ~

Baekhyun is very jealous. However, he tends to try and hide his envy, as he knows in the back of his mind that jealousy is irrational and unnecessary. While he does try to hide it, he usually fails. If a male idol or some random dude on the street even looks at you in a flirtatious way, Baekhyun will drape an arm around you, leading you away from the man. God forbid someone tries to flirt with you, the steam coming out of his ears almost visible as he colorfully tells the man off, standing between you and the offender. It makes you laugh, how angry he gets, but you know he only reacts that way because he loves you so much.

~ jongdae ~

Jongdae is not a jealous boyfriend, but he does err on the side of caution. He realizes how beautiful you are and knows what the intentions are of the man who approaches you, but lets you handle it. If the man is persistent with you, that is when Jongdae steps in and tells him to back off. Jongdae is even more cautious at events. Not wanting to create tension between other idols if they try to flirt with you, he settles for keeping you close by, just in case you look for his assistance when another idol gets a little too close for comfort. Kissing the back of your hand, he looks at the idol expectantly until they get the hint, backing off immediately.

~ chanyeol ~

Chanyeol’s first immediate reaction to seeing another idol flirt with you is not jealousy, but rather curiosity. Of course, you would instantly tell the guy that you were taken, but the incident would bother Chanyeol for the rest of the day. It wasn’t so much that he was upset that someone was flirting with you, but the fact that they couldn’t clearly see that you and Chanyeol were together. He would get even more aggravated if you were at an event, a male idol knowing well that you were a couple. He would resort to practically clinging to you in public, looking like a high-school couple in love by the way he held onto your hand and spun you around like a princess.

~ kyungsoo ~

Kyungsoo wouldn’t be extremely possessive over you, but he definitely had a jealous streak. You wouldn’t really notice it until you realized other men avoided you like a fearful plague. You had to stop yourself from giggling when you discovered Kyungsoo gave every man who glanced in your direction a horrible death glare, one that made even your eyes widen. Male idols wouldn’t get a chance to flirt with you, being too afraid of Kyungsoo to even get in a five foot radius of you. You didn’t mind this at all, finding it quite endearing. Besides, you acted the same way when a girl looked at him with googly eyes, in return making him smile proudly at you and grasp your hand a little more tightly.

~ jongin ~

Jongin is a jealous pouter. He knows that you don’t tolerate a man flirting with you, let alone another idol when you were supporting Jongin at an event, but likes to milk the situation just to get you to coddle him. He wouldn’t take it to heart, secretly loving the way you turned down a hopeful idol, but would jut out his lip in a pout anyway. Jongin would only cease his pouting when you wrap an arm around his waist, telling him he was being ridiculous. You discovered early on in the relationship that he was really never truly jealous, but you loved coddling him too damn much to tell him to drop the act.

~ sehun ~

Sehun is bratty and very jealous. He has no problem stepping in the second an idol comes to speak to you at an award show, slinging an arm around you and giving the man his best stank eye. He wouldn’t care that you would scold him for being rude later, the realization dawning on the idol’s face giving him too much satisfaction. Sehun would always have your hand in his in public, making you roll your eyes. You would of course deny it, but he knew that you loved how protective he was of you. And he definitely got a kick out of you being jealous of other girls, the way you grabbed onto his arm while they oogled him making him quake in laughter, kissing your cheek firmly. 

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A/N: I’m a ho for highschool!bts so I began writing a series literally nobody asked for so this is part 1 of ?

Summary: Jungkook is your brother’s annoying best friend. You can’t stand him but he just can’t resist teasing you. How far will he actually go?

Warnings: language, implied sexy stuff(?), fuckboy!jungkook 

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BTS Reaction: Getting jealous when another guy likes you.

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Jungkook

“Yeah, he told me he had liked me for months… It’s so awkward.” “Oh… well, poor guy.” Jungkook wouldn’t necessarily be malicious when the you’d told him your good friend confessed to you. He’d just discreetly start working out more, wearing tighter clothes, take his shirt off at home, flex at you s he raised his eyebrows, waiting for your response. He’d start taking you out all the time, so you had no time for anybody else. He didn’t want to admit to his insecurity or jealousy for SHIT, and although you didn’t want to mention his obvious jealousy, you ended up mentioning it anyway, when he walked into the kitchen naked with baby oil on his abs. “Jungkook, what are you doing…” “I’m being your really hot boyfriend? I bet G/N doesn’t look like this with his shirt off.” “Are you jealous?” “Don’t be ridiculous, you can’t be jealous when you look like this.” He’d scoff, flexing a little as he did. You’d laugh and hit him with a rolled up newspaper, giggling ”Pabo.” He’d embrace you and there wouldn’t really be made too big of a problem of it.

Jin

“So, you know G/N apparently likes me.” “Yeah? Sounds fun.” Jin’s face immediately tightened, wondering how anyone could even lack the decency to keep it to themselves when the other person was in a relationship. “He’s not good company if he’s a homewrecker.” “He’s not a homewrecker, he just confessed, he knows I’m in a relationship with you.” “Exactly, if he knows you’re with me, then why would he confess? Can he not contain himself? If he can’t contain himself in that aspect, you don’t know what other aspects he can’t contain himself in. I’m just saying, jagi, it could be a dangerous situation.” You rolled your eyes at him, smiling, noticing how Jin got more and more jealous, carefully hinting that he didn’t want you seeing him without sounding controlling. Jin’s jealousy would also show when the guy came around, suddenly the conversations going from “Hey man, how are you?” to a strict and offended “Hello” making it obvious that he knew about his little confession.

Jimin

Jimin would be shocked when you told him and I think it would grow him more sad than angry. “It was so weird, I don’t know why he’d confess…” “Yeah… “ he’d grow really quiet, looking at his feet rather than in your eyes. “Does it upset you?” “I just hope you still like me.” “What? You big idiot, of course I like you, what the fuck?” He’d smile really wide and pick you up, admitting that he never liked the guy and when he put you down, he’d try to put on a straight face and strictly tell you not to see him, but he’d start smiling and laughing immediately after the sentence had left his mouth. “Ah, jagiya, as long as you always stay with me.”

Hoseok

“I always told you he liked you, Y/N. You shouldn’t be surprised that he hit on you today.” Hoseok would be a mixture of sad and disappointed, worried that you didn’t respect his opinion and that you weren’t in love anymore. He’d worry silently, but it was pretty noticeable if Hoseok ever got sad, as his joy usually lit up the room. He’d have gone to practice pretty upset, meanwhile you called the guy and cut off the contact. When he came home to the news, he’d spin you around and his smile would re-emerge as he sighed “I just never want to lose you, especially not to some idiot.”

Namjoon

“What an idiot, why would he hit on you when I was right there?” He’d put on a brave face, trying to make it seem as if he just dusted it off, however Namjoon would grow a little insecure that the guy dismissed him like that. He’d worry that he wasn’t affectionate enough or protective enough that it could happen while he was there. It wasn’t until the two of you went home and you put on your hottest lingerie and teased him that he exhaled “I’m so glad it’s me and not him that’s seeing this.” “You’re the only one who’ll ever see this.” “Oh God, you’re so hot.” he’d kiss you and the topic wouldn’t be brought up again.

Yoongi

“Don’t talk to my girlfriend, she’s good.” I definitely feel like Yoongi would be the most dominant and no-bullshit type of guy out of all of them. He wouldn’t just confront you, but definitely also the guy, no matter how the flirting or confession had happened. It’d definitely be anger, which you felt like was also directed towards you in the beginning, before you realized that the anger was his way of shielding himself. It wouldn’t be long after the incident before he’d get you somewhere private, spilling all his curses and low, muttered “You’re mine.” Homie, you know what’s next.

Taehyung

“What? He told you that? When, why?” “Earlier today.” “What? I bought that guy dinner once! He betrayed me!” Taehyung would’ve been completely oblivious, particularly because you hadn’t thought much of the friendship either. It was a friendship like any other, although the other guys would’ve told you that your friend definitely had a crush on you. Taehyung would’ve been offended, but he wouldn’t have let it affect the relationship. Instead, he would’ve called the guy and asked him why he thought that was okay. He’d directly tell you that he didn’t think you should see the guy again, and you were quick to oblige. He would’ve mentioned it the next time you had sex (pretty soon after the incident, if u catch my angry sex drift) through some dirty talk, but it wouldn’t have affected him further.

BTS Reaction: Them Being Jealous/Overprotective.

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JIN.

Jin invited you to a party - but this wasn’t just any party. All the biggest celebrities were going to be there, and Jin didn’t want to go without you by his side. Jin didn’t like partying, but he knew if you would be there, his nerves would be at ease. You agreed to going, feeling nervous yet excited. You wanted to look good as you was going to be surrounded by famous people, who were probably going to be wearing nothing but designer clothes. You picked out the best outfit you owned, although it was a little bit revealing. However, when you slipped your clothes on, you had never felt more confident in your life. Jin’s jaw dropped when he saw you, looking beautiful as ever.

When you both entered the party, your looks had caught the attention of many. Jin went to get you both a drink, until a man approached you. Obviously, he was a celebrity, but you wasn’t familiar with who he was.

He tried hitting on you, telling you how good you looked, and how he’d love to get to know you better. You told him you had a boyfriend, but he still didn’t seem to get that you was not interested.

Luckily, Jin came rushing back, handing you your drink and slipping one of his arms around your waist, pulling you into his side.

“I would move along if I were you. She’s already taken.”

The man apologised then left. You could see the anger in Jin’s eyes, but his stern stare soon softened as he looked at you. “I’m sorry for leaving you on your own.. As soon as I saw that man talking to you, I couldn’t help but just feel jealous and I don’t know why.”

But you was glad for his jealously and how protective he was of you so he could save you in situations like that.

SUGA.

Yoongi was very overprotective, but that was only because he couldn’t stand the thought of loosing you. He thought that you could do so much better, and have a boyfriend that would be able to give you all the time in the world. Yoongi loved you, and if he saw you talking to another man, he would want to drag you away from them as soon as possible.

You told Yoongi you was going to get lunch with a friend. Not thinking much of it, he just nodded as you told him. He was fine with you going out and doing your own thing.

However, he didn’t expect to see pictures on your social media of you and your friend (who just so happened to be a male) taking numerous photos together, all of which your friend had his arms wrapped around you. Yoongi felt hurt, almost even betrayed.

He called you up, and you answered.

“Yoongi?”

“I thought you said you was going out with a friend.” He said angrily though the phone.

“I am out with a friend, Yoongi.”

“Oh, really? I didn’t know friends wrap their arms around each other in every single photo they take, and act as if they are dating in public.” He spat. You rolled your eyes as he said this.

“What the hell, Yoongi? Why are you so jealous because of this? We are friends, and that’s all. You really think so low of me that I would cheat?” You asked, hurt.

“I don’t know anymore.” He replied bitterly before hanging up.

Later on through the day, he realised he messed up. He let his jealousy get the best of him, and there was no way he could loose you. He texted you, apologising:

“I’m sorry, (Y/n). I’m an idiot.. I do trust you that you won’t cheat, but I just get crazy jealous. I’m just really scared of loosing you.. please, come back home. I already miss you so much.”

RAP MONSTER.

Namjoon felt extremely jealous when you was hanging around with Jungkook more than him. You and Jungkook did almost everything together. Namjoon found Jungkook to be a childish influence on you, and he had even told you this, but you didn’t seem to care. Namjoon was like a big kid too, and if anything, Jungkook was slightly more mature.

Namjoon completely lost it, though, when Jungkook joked that he had a crush on you. You was there when Jungkook told him, leaving you in fits of giggles, but Namjoon was not happy with what Jungkook said.

“Jungkook, I swear to fucking God, if you end up liking (Y/n), I’m going to make your life a living hell, understand? She’s fucking mine and not yours, so leave off.”

J HOPE.

Hoseok understood you had friends that were boys, and he didn’t have a problem with them unless you talked to them all the time. But it really annoyed him when you had told him you wasn’t going to be back home till late tonight as you was going to be around some your friends house (and this friend was especially touchy around you.) He waited until you got home to talk to you about how he felt.

But, it wasn’t really a “talk”, and it more so turned into an argument as you both ended up yelling at each other.

Soon enough, you both calmed down, and ended the night cuddling each other in bed, wrapped in each others embrace, as you both apologised to one another.

“I’m so unbelievably sorry for shouting at you. I didn’t mean anything I said that had hurt you, okay?”

V.

Taehyung couldn’t understand it. He couldn’t understand why Hoseok had asked only you if you wanted to watch a movie at his place. Hoseok could of invited any other one of his friends but no - he wanted to invite you. Taehyung couldn’t get the image out of his head where the both of you and Hoseok would start making out on Hoseok’s couch. Deep down he knew you wouldn’t do such a thing, but that didn’t stop him from letting himself get jealous. He texted you, but you didn’t reply, and this only seemed to fuel his anger even more.

He decided to call you instead, and you picked up instantly. He didn’t give you time to talk, and immediately told you to leave Hoseok’s.

“You’re leaving Hoseok’s right now and I don’t care what you have to say.”

Not wanting to anger Taehyung anymore, you thought it would be best to just leave and return home to your boyfriend. You was frustrated with Taehyung and even Hoseok was.

Once you returned, Taehyung felt extremely guilty and apologised over and over again, telling you how stupid and childish he was behaving.

JIMIN.

You had bumped into your ex whilst you was out with Jimin. You was going to pretend that you didn’t realise it was your ex, but your ex didn’t seem to want to pretend he didn’t see you.

“(Y/N)! Long time no see, hey? How are you?”

You fake smiled, going along with the conversation.

Even though Jimin knew you felt uncomfortable, he still couldn’t help but feel slightly jealous of how comfortable the man seemed to be around you.

Jimin was confused, so you decided to introduce Jimin to him.

“Uh, Jimin, this is my.. um, ex boyfriend.”

Jimin looked completely shocked. Jimin could already see by the way your ex looked at you that he still had feelings for you. Your ex kept looking at you from head to toe, looking at you the exact way Jimin always did. This made Jimin angry.

“And is this your friend?” Your ex asked you. As you was about to say something, Jimin cut you off.

“No, I’m her boyfriend.” Jimin took hold of your hand. “And I suggest you walk away right now, because neither of us are interested in what you have to say.”

JUNGKOOK.

Jungkook didn’t even have a good enough reason to be as jealous as he was. He saw you talking with some guy, only for a few minutes, and it made him furious. He even went as far to accuse you of cheating, but you told him he was overreacting completely, and that you had happened to bump into an old childhood friend. How he even got the idea of you possibly cheating confused you.

You ended up arguing over a silly interaction you had made with somebody. Jungkook realised he blowing things way out of proportion, hating himself for taking something like this so far.

He apologised like mad, and you both ended the day with make up sex.

Come Back to Me - UNDER REVISION

LOVE IS NOT OVER SERIES Jungkook || Taehyung || Seokjin || Jimin || Namjoon || Hoseok || Yoongi

Genre: angst Pairing: Jungkook x reader Summary: Jungkook breaks up with you under built up pressure from his family and friends, but shortly afterwards he realizes that this isn’t what his heart wants and he wants you back. Word Count: 703

“Fuck!”

Jungkook slams his fist into the wall beside him.  It was a mistake. A slip of the tongue. He hadn’t meant any of it; it was all in the heat of the moment – he was just so frustrated - and he couldn’t control his emotions.

“Get out!”

His hands somehow connect with the ceramic flower vase on the table and he flings it at the ground. It shatters into pieces and the flowers lay limp, drowned in the water around them.

“I don’t want to see you anymore, Y/N. We’re done. Done. Did you hear me?”

Jungkook breathes heavily as he stares at you. You’re trembling. “Jungkook, just tell me why… Please, can’t we talk?”

He watches as you step closer to him and try to take his hand. He slaps it away, and even though it hurt to see the pained look on your face, he keeps his hands by his side.

You retract your fingers, and look at him sadly. He just shakes his head. “Just leave, Y/N. I can’t do this anymore.”

He starts to head towards the door, to follow you, to apologize, but he stops. Jungkook knew he had hurt you. But it was just a fight, like any other fight. You would come back like you always did. Yet as he kept on trying to reassure himself, he realized it was different this time.

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BTS Reaction ▾ Seeing you for the first time after breaking up

Jin:

He wasn’t happy about it. Who would be? He thought that he could do this but seeing you sitting in the booth of this diner waiting for him to get here, looking so amazingly beautiful, made him want to run. Before he could actually do so, your attention had finally landed on him and you smiled as you waved. Why did you look so unaffected? It had only been a month and this way not nearly enough time for the both of you to get over it. He guesses it makes sense since you were the one who broke up with him. He gave you a tight smile and slid in the booth to sit right across from you. 

“Hey.” You let out after a long bout of just staring at each other, figuring out what the appropriate next move should be.

“Hi. So, why are we here?” He said simply. He decided he wasn’t going to indulge you in whatever you had called him here for. He was still a little sour and he didn’t wanna make more conversation than absolutely necessary. You were slightly taken aback by his behavior but tried not to let it hinder what you wanted to tell him. 

You sighed and clenched your hands at a last pathetic attempt to calm your nerves. “I know you don’t wanna be here. That you’d rather not talk to me ever again but I need to apologize.” 

Jin was surprised. He had expected you to ask him to return something of yours. Your cold demeanour had vanished unlike the day you had broken up with him. “What?” He asked weakly.

“I’m sorry for being a jerk that night. I don’t know what had gotten over me and-” You cut yourself off and cleared your throat. “Actually, I do know what got over me. The reason I broke up with you was because I was scared. You liked me so much and I’ve never been looked at the way you used to look at me and it honestly freaked me out. I knew you loved me and not just because you told me every time, but because nobody in my entire life understood me the way you did. Or even tried to. I know I can be confusing and that my emotions are a wreck but this past month has been the worst month of my life. I can’t do this anymore and I understand if you totally hate me right now but I really-” You gulped hard, suddenly the words weren’t spilling from your mouth like they were not even a second ago. You looked at him with wide eyes, hoping he got what you were trying to stay.

“This- I don’t know what to say…” He looked distressed now. One part of him wanted to leave right now but the other wanted to lean over the table and kiss you, right here and right now. You bit your lip and just nodded. Maybe you didn’t deserve him anymore. You made the mistake of letting him go.

“Then I’m sorry. It was selfish of me wanting to get back together with you.” He let you finish before held the both of your hands in his. He carefully brought them up to his lips placed a gentle kiss on them.

“No, just- Just give me some time. I want you back just as much as you do but I need to warm up to the fact. Stay with me and I promise we’ll be with each other again.”

Yoongi:

It was a mutual agreement. He was too focused on his music right now and he couldn’t bear not being with you whenever you needed him, and you didn’t want to hinder his career. Well, it was supposed to be a mutual thing. Not soon after the break up did he realize the colossal of a mistake he had made. Sometimes, he would come home late after long hours of work at the studio to just sleep with his arms wrapped around you. Only to find a cold empty bed the only thing to keep him company. He didn’t like it, but he never made a move to get you back because in his eyes, you were better off. How was he supposed to know that you missed his voice? His touch? And just his mere presence? You were so used to him that you would find yourself making breakfast for two in the morning, or leaving enough space in your bed for him. You were just as torn as he was and none of you could see that.

But just because the two of you were oblivious, doesn’t mean others around you were. For a couple that used to pride themselves in knowing exactly what the other was feeling, Namjoon was really surprised at the lack of action on both side. He lasted two weeks before he deemed he had to act now. He could see how Yoongi was hurting and there was no way you were fine as you kept trying to tell him. He shot you a text asking you whether you wanted to go hiking with him. You quickly agreed as you needed a distraction. Moping around wasn’t going to help anyone. 

Getting to your usual hiking trail, you looked out for Namjoon. You send him a text asking where he was and even though you know he read it. He didn’t reply. “Hey (Y/N)!” Namjoon’s voice spoke up from behind, a little out of breath. You turned around to his figure hunched over and breathing wildly. “I came as soon as I got your text.”

“What the hell happened? Why are you so breathless?” Namjoon refused to answer and shook his head. 

“I have a surprise. But I’m going to have to close your eyes for that.” You looked at him weird but let him do so. “You’re going to thank me for this.” He let out as he guided you, with his hands covering your eyes, up the trail. You only knew that because you felt like you were walking up on an incline.

“You’re weird ‘Joon.” You let with a chuckle. He only huffed, still panting. He led you up the trail a bit more until he suddenly stopped. You were about to ask him where you were but he sensed it and covered your mouth with his hand. Now you were blind and mute. 

He leaned into your ear “You’re welcome.” He whispered as he stood back. You didn’t even get a chance to adjust to your surroundings when Namjoon spoke up again. “Yoongi, look who came.”

Yoongi turned around and your eyes had finally adjusted to the surroundings. He looked so good. Even more so with the scenery behind him and sun shining down on his features. “(Y/N)?” He let out after a long bout of silence. His voice sounded so broken. Like, you were the one thing he needed and had lost. How the hell did you not figure this out? 

Your name from his lips was the only thing that finally urged you to run to him and encircle his waist with your arms. Yoongi smiled, still not sure what the hell was going on but he wasn’t going to question it. Not when you were finally wrapped around his arms again.

Hoseok:

It wasn’t like the two of you wanted to break. Nobody really does, but your situation, there was a huge factor that led to your separation. His fan noticed that he’d been spending a lot of time with you and it wasn’t like you guys were trying to keep it a secret. You wanted them to know. He was happy with you and a lot of the times, most people were supportive of the relationship. You were human though. You had become accustomed to see the negatives more than the positive. It was literally in your genes. You couldn’t do anything about it. There’d be threads about how you guys weren’t the best match for each other or how you could hold him back as an artist. Even the lighthearted jokes started to affect you. So, one day, you simply told him you couldn’t do it anymore. That the pressure of being with someone this famous had gotten to you and you couldn’t do it. The worst part is, you had hoped that he would stop, or at least put up an inkling of a fight. Though the only thing he did was nod and say goodbye. You knew he wasn’t mad, but you don’t know what he was feeling if it wasn’t anger. That day, you lied in bed just scrolling through the plethora of pictures on your phone of him, with the intention to delete them. Only to throw your phone away in frustration.

What sucked about being away from Hoseok was that you could see that he didn’t look affected. His face would always show up on your feed and even though it ran a pang through your heart, you smiled at the pictures. They weren’t fun to look at but you still loved him. It made you happy that he was at least a little bit happy. Though he didn’t really see how you felt. You wished he saw how affected you were and do something about it but you know childish thoughts would get you nowhere. You picked up your phone and dialed his number. Deleted from your contacts but that didn’t matter because you’d memorized it. Hitting the call button you realized that what you were doing was probably a bigger mistake than breaking up with him, but it was like your body had a mind of its own. The phone didn’t even ring twice when he picked up. “Hello?” His sleepy voice spoke through.

And just like that, you finally had control over yourself. That was bad because how the hell were you supposed to get out of this? “Hi…” You spoke quietly, your voice raspy. Were you crying? You hadn’t even realized that. You hoped he didn’t actually hear and would hang up soon but his breath hitching in his throat told you otherwise.

“(Y/N)?” He questioned, testing the sound of your name. He felt like he breathed in a sweet breath of air after inhaling as soon as your name left the tip of his tongue. He really had missed you. All this time, he was under the impression that you wanted this. That you never really liked him. So, he thought it was best to make it easier for you to let you go. But hearing your voice so broken and so vulnerable, he began to question himself. “Are you okay?” 

That’s when the floodgates opened. Your sobs started racking your entire body and you tried to quiet down by closing one hand around you mouth. Though noise still slipped past your fingers and with every sob, his stepped matched to making his way right to you. You quickly hung up and scolded yourself inwardly for breaking down so easily. Why were you like this? You don’t know how long you laid in that position just crying and feeling sorry for your pathetic self, but you were brought back out of your own mind to arms surrounding you and his face snuggling into your shoulder.

“Jagi, please don’t cry. I can’t stand it when you’re like this. I’m so sorry for letting you go lik-”

“No, it was me. I-” Another sob interrupted your sentence and you closed your eyes to regain your composure. “I shouldn’t have let the negative comments get to me. It’s my fault that I’m like this.” You let out.

Hoseok shook his head as he brought you closer to his chest, still laid down alongside you. “Don’t you dare say that. It’s not your fault. It’s no one’s. Please, baby stop crying. I promise this will never happen again. I just want you back.” You let out a grateful, wet laugh, with tears still running down your face and nodded. You can’t believe how lucky you actually were.

Namjoon:

Namjoon really isn’t a jealous guy, at least that’s what he thought. He admits he gets overprotective at times but he always justified it. Truth be told, his jealousy stemmed from his insecurity. He was proud of all he had achieved in his life and he was very confident in them. You were an entirely different story though. Sometimes, he looked at the way everyone around you basically worshiped the ground you walked on. He doesn’t blame them though. You were kind, loving, and hugely passionate about the things you cared for. And then you also had this certain level of charisma to you that even he, a guy with an affinity to words, had a hard time describing. 

The point is, he was scared that you were something way more than he could handle. He thought dating another idol would feel safe. You both knew the life and you could work it out. He never anticipated this sudden uncertainty of your relationship. So, he called it quits. No explanations or anything. The worst part is, he did right before tour. So you had no way of asking him what the hell happened. You spent an entire four months not being able, and honestly, not wanting to contact him. You were slowly getting over the fact that he’d left but you weren’t prepared for him to be at your doorstep, one early morning, wet to the bone due to the recent showers. 

“What are you doing here?” You asked, your voice stone cold. He shivered a little and he wasn’t sure if it was from his wet clothes or your voice.

“I- I need to talk… About us.” You looked at him with tears blurring your vision. No, you weren’t going to give him the satisfaction of seeing you like this. He’d lost all right. You quickly tried to shut the door on him but he wedged his shoe between the door, immediately groaning loudly. Your hold on the door loosened instantly because you worried that you’d hurt him seriously. 

“A- Are you okay?” You asked hesitantly. Just because you were mad didn’t mean you wanted to hurt him.

“Yes… Actually no. I’m not. (Y/N), I’m sorry,” you steeled your expressions and tried to close the door again. A little more lighter this time though because his foot was still there and now his hands were stopping you from shutting it as well. “Please, I need to talk to you.”

You contemplated whether you should give him a chance, but you guess you took too long because you heard him sigh and the tension on the door from the other side as free. Meaning that he left it. You didn’t close the door though. You don’t know why, you just couldn’t make yourself do it. Namjoon slowly inched away from the door and you opened it slightly to see him turn away and leave towards the elevator. “Wait! Joonie!” You let out before you could stop yourself.

He quickly turned around, glad that you were giving him some sort of attention. And really hopeful because of the pet name you’d used. You walked out of your apartment, to him and waited. He realized you were waiting for him to explain himself. He took a deep breath and did his best. “First of all, I’m sorry. I’m sorry that I left you like that. It was wrong and I should’ve at least explained why I- I broke things off.” You sniffed, and he wondered of you had a cold. “The thing is, I started to feel insecure. I felt like you deserved better than me.”

“What? Why?”

“I don’t know… You’re just so… So amazing. People like you and not just because you’re an idol. They seem to like you for you. I’ve never met someone who’s ever felt annoyed by you or just plain didn’t like you. I don’t have that kind of personality. I know people just tolerate me ans think I’m holding you bac-”

“Be quiet.” You cut him off “Tolerate you? No. Are you kidding me? B-” You stopped yourself before you actually called him babe. “People adore you! And I’m not perfect. People are weird and sometimes they like and sometimes they don’t. The fact that people like didn’t make you any less deserving of me at all. And I-” tears blurred you vision as you tried to choke out your next words. “And I still love you okay? You’re perfect to me. I don’t give a shit what anyone else thinks about us and neither should you.”

His eyes widened a little but he still looked guilty. How the hell did he think this was the right thing to do? “(Y/N)… I’m so sorry.”

“I know. Now just- Just come back. To me. Please.” Your voice was weak and he embraced your figure and almost crushing you to his chest. 

“I love you so much (Y/N).”

Jimin:

It wasn’t a breakup. That’s what you said. How can you breakup with someone you never really established a relationship with? When you brought up the fact that you wanted to stop seeing him -and by seeing, you meant sleeping with him- he had gotten upset. He thought that you had finally warmed up to him and was eventually going to confess. He didn’t feel like talking to after that but you were their stylist. So, even though it hurt to be around you, he did his best to just ignore it and speak to you only when necessary.

You on the other hand, had stopped your arrangement of sorts with him because you realized how serious this was. It was all fun and games in the beginning but you started feeling a little more that physically attracted to him. You didn’t like that at all.You had agreed that emotions were to be strictly held at bay. And on top of that, you were working together. How could you even let this go on for so long? Why did you even start this? Though your plan didn’t work out at all the way you had hoped. You had a hard time dealing with being separated from him and your feelings were eating you alive until one day, you burst and told Hoseok everything. He was always a nice person and you guys considered one another to be good friends. He sat quietly on the chair as he listened to you spill every emotion into sentences and confess how you really feel for Jimin. 

After you were done, breathless because of all the ranting and the pacing you were doing. Hoseok’s eyes went wide. “(Y/N), he likes you too! He’s been the moodiest I’ve seen him. You need to go tell him.”

“Wait, he’s into me too? I- Oh no, I’m so daft.” You ran to Hoseok and gave him a hard hug. “Shit, thanks Hobi! See ya!” You said as you quickly ran to the dance studio where you knew Jimin was with some of the other boys.

You practically tumbled into the room but Jimin didn’t even spare you more than a glance. You saw that his mood went from happy to sour real fast though. “Jimin I need to talk to you.” You said, a little timidly because your rushed entrance was earning you a little more than side glances by the others. 

He was focused on filming Taehyung though, who wasn’t even paying attention to the camera anymore. “V, they want to kn-”

“Jimin. She wants to speak to you. It’s rude to ignore her.” Jin spoke up. He wasn’t ever the commanding type but he didn’t like Jimin blatantly ignoring you. Jimin sighed, put the camera aside and motioned for you to leave the room.

“Let’s talk outside.” He said simply. You turned right around and left the room, holding the door open for him. Once, he shut the door behind him, he folded his arms and looked at you. “What did you want to say?”

He sounded so cold, you almost ran right back to Hobi. But you knew he would never lie. At least about something lie this. “I- I had a long talk with Hoseok… About us.” You paused. “And he told me something that shocked me but I can’t believe I never caught on to earlier.”

“Get to the point.” He tried really hard to keep himself expressionless but he knew he was breaking his facade because his heart sped up. It was thumping against his rib cage and he almost felt like it was tying to get out.

“Okay. Fine. Park Jimin, I’m sorry I was a complete dick to you and I want you to know that I really like you. I only ended things because I was scared that I’d fall for you and it would still be just a fling for you. And I know it was childish of me to just call it quits but I was scared.” You ended.

Jimin pursed his lips and nodded. “Okay.” He then slowly reached for your hands. “We’ll try this out then. Try this relationship thing and see how it goes. I just need a little time because I don’t-” He cleared his throat, aware that it might break soon. “I don’t want to get hurt again. These past few days sucked okay? I don’t want and can’t have that happening again. Please.” 

You shook your head “I promise. Never again.”

Taehyung:

You had a fight. It was as simple as that. And the thing is, it was your first big fight. You hadn’t really expected him to walk out on you after that. If you had known, you would’ve stopped immediately and apologized. And to think all of this arose from him asking you take a break from studying. Gosh, why had you been so explosive? Your temper had always been a problem and you can’t believe you let that get in between the two of you like this. And though you ached to call him and ask him to come back, you stopped every time. What if he didn’t want to come back? If that was the case then you’d rather go your entire life not knowing how he felt about you now. It would be absolutely wrecking to know that he doesn’t want anything to do with you anymore. 

You were laying on your bed when your phone started ringing. That was weird. Considering all your friends despised calling you. You looked at the caller ID and saw that it was actually Jimin trying to facetime you. Confused, you picked up the call. “Jimin?”

“Hey (Y/N)! Uuh, please. I need you to do something for me.” He said quickly. He looked like he was backstage or something. They did have a concert they were performing at tonight, but you were still confused.

“Okay..?”

“Great. Please don’t end the call. Just- Please alright?” He looked kinda desperate, you only nodded as he turned the camera around and you could see Taehyung. He was standing in the middle of the stage with mic in hand. He looked like he was trying to tell the audience something but he was patiently waiting for them to quiet down. “Hello.” he said, his voice low as it sounded across the concert hall. A chorus of cheers erupted and yet again, he waited for them to quiet down. “You may be wondering what I’m doing here right now. All I can say is that I needed to apologize to someone. That person is very dear to me and hurt them. It wasn’t my intention to do so and I regret it so much right now.” Another bout of cheers sounded through the phone. “If you’re somehow listening to this, I love you. I don’t care what you said and I only hope you can forgive me for what I said.” He ended as he bowed and suddenly, your heart swelled, right along with the screams that did. 

Taehyung started to walk right back towards Jimin and gave him a tight smile. “What are you filming me for?” He asked, his voice a little hoarse. But he didn’t need Jimin to answer him back, He caught a glimpse of your face on the screen and immediately, his face dropped. “(Y/N)?”

“Taehyung, you asshole! Why are you like this? Do you know what was going through my mind?” You didn’t even know you were crying until you sniffled. Jimin handed the phone to Taehyung and he scurried off to the side to somewhere more private. 

“Oh baby. Please don’t cry. I hate to see you like this. Especially when I’m not there.”

“Then please come home.” Your voice sounded so small and broken, Tae’s heart clenched tight.

“Okay baby. Just hang on alright? I’ll be there. I love you.”

Jungkook:

You broke up with him. He didn’t really give you a lot of attention. You didn’t mind it at first but it started to bother you only when he would blow you off to go hang out with his friends. The last straw was when you saw photos of him online with another unfamiliar girl. Gathering that he cheated, you broke up with him via  a small note and packed up and left. You blocked him from all things you could possibly block him from. You had been cheated on before and it wasn’t a nice feeling. You had told him that if it ever happened again, you would leave immediately. 

When he came home the next day after spending a night at the dorm to find all your belongings missing, he actually thought that he’d been robbed at first, but then his eyes landed on the note folded once neatly, laying on the top of the dining table. His eyes widened as he read it further and further. That slow rhythmic thumping of his heart that he’d felt after meeting you, and having gotten used to it, had suddenly diminished. The first thing he thought to do was grab his phone and dial your number, hoping to call you back and explain. That he hadn’t cheated on you. How could you think that? But you never picked up his call. Frustrated, he grabbed his jacket and left the house again. He didn’t know how long it had been since you’d left but he thought to check your friend’s house. Making sure to bombard your number with his calls.

When he did get there, your friend was just as shocked as he was when she learned you had just up and left. He groaned loudly but right then, at her standing in her front door, her phone rand and she picked it up in front of him. “(Y/N)? Where the hell are you?” Jungkook perked up at your name. She waited for you to speak and gave him a side glance. “What? Are you sure?” She gave him an annoyed look this time. “Y’know what? Honey lemme call you back. I need to take care of something.” And without waiting for a response, she shut the phone and pointed a finger at him. “You’re an asshole.” and with that she shut the door right in his face.

“Wait. I swear I didn’t do it. That girl was just someone we’re working with! I only kept her company while the others were late!”

“You’re lying.” Her muffled voice came through, but he could see her resolve breaking.

“No. I promise I’m not. I would never do that to her. I know I don’t treat her like I should but I would never sink that low…” The other side of the door was quiet. “Please… Just tell me where she is.” He waited there for what seemed like a good fifteen minutes before the door opened. 

“She’s gone to her parents.That’s all I know.” He quickly thanked her by hugging her and ran to the nearest bus stop, making sure to give your phone one last try. 

He was soon stood in front of your childhood home. He’d seen it in pictures before but this was his first time. Not how he pictured he’d be here. He knew you’re parents had gone out for the country for the holiday and he was thankful as ever. He did not want to meet your parents like this. He walked up to the front door and knocked on it, waiting patiently. After a prolonged time of no answer, Jungkook tried to look into the front porch windows trying to figure out if anyone was home. He was about to get off the porch and actually wait at the gate but the door creaked open. He whipped around to see you looking at him with teary eyes and swelled face. He furrowed his eyebrow and walked right up to you “(Y/N) I-”

“I know. She just told me over the phone. I’m sorry I over reacted Jungko-” 

“No,” He took your hands in his. “No, you were right to be mad. You believed what you saw and I can’t blame you for coming to that conclusion because I haven’t been around like I should have.”

“But I could’ve talked to you… Instead I came all the way here and made you come too.” You averted your gaze and looked at the ground. Jungkook sighed as he leaned into to land a kiss on your forehead.

“Yes… You could’ve.” You raised your head to look at him again. “But let’s not dwell on that right now. Let’s stay here for the weekend. Just the two of us. And I promise that once we do go back, I’ll give you the attention you deserve.” He said with a tone of finality and ended it with a deep kiss to your lips. “I love you.” You smiled at him and he felt his heart regain it’s familiar beating whenever you were around him. Pulling him into the house, you planned on showing him just how grateful you were of him.

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A/N: I know…. These are literally turning out to be full fledged fics… What even am I? I’m so sorry! I need to stop this. P.s. I also realized this turned out to be more of a “How you break up and get back together kinda ordeal… Welp P.s. AAH THIS WAS IN MY QUEUE BUT I SCHEDULED IT FOR NEXT WEEK BY MISTAKE OML I THOUGHT I DELETED IT WTFFF I LITERALLY WROTE TWO OF THE SAME FICS I JUST-

bts scenario: They break up with you, then regret it. (F)

Seokjin/Jin:

It had been 2 weeks since Jin had shouted his breakup speech at you, with nothing but venom in his voice. It had been during an argument, and he had meant it at the time, but the past two weeks had been nothing but pure, hell. He had been moping about the dorms, messing up in practice, he couldn’t remember the last time he ate properly. And little did he know, how much worse you were doing.

You were heartbroken, yes you had caused a silly argument, but he had really broken up with you because of it. You felt as if he hated you, he sure acted like he did, you stopped sleeping, you stopped leaving the house and stopped communicating with anyone but your best friend. Despite how many times the other members had tried to contact you, you weren’t interested, they weren’t Jin. All you wanted was Jin.

Jin had finally had enough without you in his life, and hurled himself towards your apartment complex in the middle of night, not even bothering to knock, he knew it would be open. You always left the door open. You always wanted him to come back to you, no matter what. And Jin was praying this would be no different, he would have a lot of making up to do, but he would do whatever it takes, to make you his again.

Yoongi/Suga:

Yoongi regreted the words the second they left his mouth, all his pent up anger seemed to vanish. But he was too stubborn to admit it, he stormed off in what you could assume was anger. But in reality, he just couldn’t bare to see your devestated face. You left soon after, not bothering to say goodbye, they always seemed so final, you didn’t want this to be final, it couldn’t be. You loved him so much, you just couldn’t leave it like this.

It had been three days. Three long days and three cold nights. You missed his arms, his smell, his everything. He missed your warm hugs, your subtle smiles, your everything. Neither of you could bare it anymore, and both left for eachothers dorms. Only to literally, bump into one another on the street.

Your eyes had instantley met eachother. It seemed both of your demenours melted in sight of one another. No words would be said, not yet anyway, just a very, passionate kiss. Knowing you would have to work things out, but that could wait until tomorrow, because you both knew, that you could fix anything. Aslong as you did it together.

Namjoon/RM:

Namjoon had broken up with you a month ago, and you were determined to forget him. But of course, it hadn’t worked. He claimed it was for the best, that he was too busy and wanted you to be happy. But you weren’t happy without him. And it took losing you, to realise how unhappy he was without you. Somehow he got even clumsier, not caring if he broke anything, he couldn’t think straight, yet alone perform. Of course he seemed fine, his performances were still perfect, but in his heart they weren’t, everyone close to him knew he was broken. Everyone could see through the facade, and (not so) coinsidently everyone who was close to you, knew you were behaving just the same.

Surprisingly, it was Jin that decided enough was enough, before sitting down with Namjoon and talking sense into him, informing him of your state, and how even though Namjoon wanted the best for you, he had caused nothing but the worst. Namjoon didn’t even let Jin finish before running off into the starry night to find you, only hoping, only praying that your heart would still belong to him, so he could mend it and cherise it. And of course your heart would still be his, it always had been, and always will be.

Hoseok/J-hope:

Hoseok didn’t even waste a minute before trying to apologize, but you were too blinded by hurt to do anything, just muttering that you needed time to think before walking away. He would rethink everything he had said, before finalising that he made a huge mistake. Then deciding that he would do whatever he could, to make you forgive him.

It started with flowers, flowers became chocolates, chocolates became teddy bears, and those teddy bears became love letters. It was something straight out of a cliché romantic movie, yet you simply couldn’t wipe the stupid grin off of your face every time a gift would appear at your doorstep.

It was the fifth day of these ‘spontaneous’ gifts, when Hoseok arrived at your door, with your favourite meal in his hands, you wouldn’t even say anything before pulling him into a hug, slightly crying into his shoulder as you listened to his relentless apologies. Before you whispered a simple ‘I forgive you.’ into his ear, knowing that you could fix whatever problems you had, because you simply loved each other too much to be apart.

Jimin:

He was furious. Instant regret for what he had said to you two weeks ago. In all honesty, he felt free for a few days, after breaking up with you. He was still young - thats what he had told himself - that he needed to know who he was without you, and it didn’t seem all that awful, yet right here, right now, all of that had changed. He was livid.

You were at a café with a friend, a boy, friend. Who by all chance, had never met Jimin. So as you sat on the window seat, as you friend did his best to cheer you up. Jimin couldn’t take it anymore, insantley feeling all the wounds you had felt, wishing he had never muttered the stupid, toxic words to you, now only realising how much he loved you. But he was worried it was too late, you had looked so happy sat there, so beautiful without even trying.

He went to turn around, to walk away from the person he had loved most, but he couldn’t. He couldn’t leave you, he couldn’t be without you. It just took an insane amount of jealousy to realise that. So, in a bling moment of a mix of fury and desperation, he mustered up all his courage before walking into the little café, and straight up to you and Y/F/N.

‘Baby, If I can still call you that, look if this is your new boyfriend, well… I don’t care, okay? Look, I’m not even making sense, I want you to be happy, but with me. Unless that would make you unhappy, I should have thought this through, okay, um…’

‘Jimin?’

‘Yes baby, I mean… Y/N?’

‘This is my friend Y/F/N, but I’m sure he wont mind if you want to talk, y’know… In private? You’re making a bit of a scene for someone who doesn’t know what he wants to say..’

‘If that’s alright, I really want to talk to you, to work things out, please baby.’

‘Of course, this doesn’t immediatley fix anything, but I’m willing to try, because I love you Jimin.’

‘I love you more, Y/N, now let’s go sort everything out, together.’

‘Together.’

Taehyung/V:

He wouldn’t even believe what he had done, barely leaving it 12 hours before turning up at your parents house. Immediatley asking for their forgiveness, despite them having no clue what was going on. He was desperatley asking for their help on how to win you back, in which they had decided to give him a cup of tea, and plenty words of encouragement, reminding him of how forgiving you were, and reminding him of how much you loved him. And how much your parents loved him too. Before deciding to send him on his way. But without his knowledgement, your (snakey) father had taken time out of his evening to ring you. Informing you of the whole facade. And how distressed Taehyung was behaving, and how sorry he had seemed. Yes, you were still slightly angry, but the thought of him being worried enough to visit your parents, warmed your heart. And, whether you wanted to admit it or not. In that moment, it seemed you had already forgiven him.

You rung Taehyung around an hour later, - after constantly contemplating whether it was a good idea or not - asking for him to come over, and of course he did without thought. He arrived at your apartment in a seriously impressive amount of time, which resulted in the evening being full of hugs, kisses and laughter, forgiving one another in the process, for love could fix anything. Especially the love you had for eachother.

Jungkook:

It had been 61 days. No you weren’t counting.. Okay you were. You had too. It had been two months, and your thoughts were constantly swirling between memories and thoughts of Jungkook, neither your heart or mind could let go. He had a permanent effect on you, you had never thought that love could have hurt like this. But you were mistaken, your friends kept trying everything they could, but it seemed that nothing would work, and to your surprise, Jungkook was no better.

He seemed fine, he continued performing perfectly, smiling to the public eye. But the boys knew what was happening behind those closed doors, the constant tears, relentment to eat and sleep for decent amount of times. No one could help him, and no one could heal him. Yet he was so convinced that you didn’t miss him, nor that you cared. He began to overthink everything, making up scenarios of how little you cared about him. Yet he was so far from the truth, and it took Namjoon to realise that.

Namjoon had rung you, telling you that Jungkook was in trouble, that he needed you. And he wasn’t strictly lying, because Jungkook wasn’t far from being in pieces. Of course you went quickly, flying to wherever they were performing too that night, your mind filled with different worries. Was he sick? Had he been working too hard? You didn’t care which, you just needed to make sure he was okay.

You had almost bashed the door down, yet the minute your eyes met with his, all your confidence had fluttered away, like a flock of birds after a dog barked. You wanted to run and hide, yet you had no chance too once he had pulled you in for the most passionate kiss you ever had.

And just like that, all the stress and worries melted off the pair of you, simply needing each other in the moment. You knew you had to talk to one another, to sort out whatever went wrong, but absent-mindedly, neither of you were worried. For you knew aslong as you had each other, you’de work it out. You’de be okay. You always were.

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I’m sorry some of the members were shorter than the other. I’m not sure if I like this, I’m also kind of poorly with a cold so I’ve not been able to focus as well as I could otherwise, but some people wanted similar writings to the argument one!! But I wanted to change it up a bit, I hope you enjoy it though, cuz sis loves a bit of bts fluff,,,

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BTS scenario → trying to win you back.

pairing: bts x reader fandom: bts warnings: / genre: angst ; fluff

backstory: whether or not he meant what he had said, it had crossed a line that you had promised yourself never to cross again after having been treated like shit in the past. now, however, your ex-boyfriend seems to do everything in his power to make you understand how much he regretted his words and tried to win you back no matter what.

a/n: here, love! hope you like it! ♥

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Weekly Idol ( Suga )

Weekly Idol ( SUGA ) 

REQUEST - Hi! I was reading your “Weekly Idol” Jimin os and I thought it would be great if you write a os w/ the same scenario but w/ Yoongi. Where you have to dance Exid, Sistar, etc in front of him? Then he has to rap but he keeps messing his lyrics? 

“Welcome to Weekly Idol!! Today it’ll be a special episode but we’ll explain it later! For now, let us welcome Bangtan Sonyeondan!” The 2 MCs clapped their hands as the group entered cheerfully, bowing politely towards to the 2 MCs. The group did their group introduction together and the MCs continued talking. “How are your promotions with your comeback song?" 

The boys talked on their busy schedule and promotions, meeting the fans and doing promotions. "Have you guys made any friends with any groups recently during your promotions?" 

"Not really since we have been quite busy.” “But you guys do have groups that you would like to get closer to right? Some of you want to be close with Red Velvet and the others SNSD? But Jungkook is IU?” The 2 MCs said and everyone gave a shy laugh while Jungkook proudly nodded his head. 

“Actually, I’d like to add one more to who is want to be closer to.” Suga suddenly raised his hands. “I really like to be friends with (y/n) from (y/g/n).” “Why did you suddenly say that?” Hyung Don asked. Suga shrugged his shoulders, “I saw their group name somewhere here in this studio and I suddenly remembered about her." 

The other members started hollering and laughing at Suga who kept a small smile on his face. "Well it’s your very lucky day. Let’s welcome the other group in today for our special episode— (Y/G/N)!” The 4 of you opened the door and walked in the place, greeting everyone as you entered. 

“Ah congratulations on your comeback! You’ve been catching many guys’ attention lately.” Hyung Don teased as he patted Suga’s shoulders who just looked dead straight at the camera with the same embarrassed small smile. After talking a little bit about your promotions, that’s when the teasing of Suga and you started. 

“(Y/N) why don’t you say something to Suga?" 

 Your raised your eyebrows in shock, scrambling to find words to say to him. You were already out of words the moment you heard that he wanted to be close with you. And now you had to face him and say something to him? 

"A-Ah well I hope we can be close friends.” You bowed towards him and he returned the gesture. Your group member beside you squealed from excitement as she repeatedly hit your shoulder. You elbowed her to stop as the MCs started the next segment. “We’ll be having the Queen of Boy group and King of Girl group dance competition right now for the beef!" 

Everyone cheered as the staff brought in the table that had cooked beef on top, waiting for you to eat it. They started with BTS as the made each member come out to dance to girl group dances. When Suga came out, they played your group’s song and he surprisingly knew the dance but he felt so embarrassed. You were all clapping and laughing, cheering for each other nonetheless. 

"Wait wait…” Doni suddenly said, “Before the boy group competition, why don’t we let them see how you actually dance to girl group songs?” Hyung Don grinned cheekily with his partner as they knew what they were about to do. 

“(Y/N)!” They cheerfully called you out. “Show them how it’s done!” Your group members cheered for you loudly as you headed up to the front. You knew what these mischievous MCs were up to and you felt that you were going to explode from embarrassment. “Wi arae Wi Wi arae…” the song started and you immediately danced the actual choreography. 

“Suga! Suga!” The MCs suddenly started calling out his name teasingly and the rest of Bangtan were laughing loudly at the shy rapper. The song changed to SISTAR’s Shake it and you still knew the chorus. “Woohoo!” Your group members teasingly cat-called as they cheered for you, playfully asking you to make it sexier. “Pink hot, pink hot…” The song abruptly changed and you followed without fail. 

The two MCs got up clapping for you once you stopped dancing. “Suga how was the dance?” They teasingly asked and you covered your face with your hair as you walked back or seat to hide your face from embarrassment. “Why don’t we ask (y/n), now that you’ve danced, do you have anything you want Suga to show?" 

You thought about it quickly and knew what you wanted to ask. "I really like your new album and I was wondering if you can rap a part from your intro?” Suga smiled at you while nodding his head, he cleared his throat while trying to get rid of his nervousness. 

“Go Hyung.” Jimin cheered with a cheeky smile. He didn’t fail to send Jimin a glare before clearing his throat. Suga started rapping with ease. The mistake he did was to glance at you before he stumbled over the next few words. His group mates laughed loudly at him and the two MCs started teasing. 

“Oh Suga why did you stumble? What happened? Are you okay? (Y/N)! (Y/N)! Help us check what’s wrong with him!!” By then some of the Bangtan members and your own members were on the floor laughing from the MCs teasing the two of you. 

You could only smile at Suga as he smiled back at you, both knowing the embarrassment you two were facing. “Let’s play a game now. The one where you guys hop on one leg. This time, each team has to protect one queen. Why don’t we divide the teams ourselves?” Hyung Don grinned cheekily as he pulled you away from your group. 

“(Y/N) will be the queen one of group and Sun Mi will the queen of the other. Suga can join (y/n).” Doni then clasped his hands together, “The rest of you can split yourselves up anyway you want." 

"Yah! It’s so obvious what you’re doing!” Suga exclaimed while the two MCs continued to feign innocence. “What are we doing? We aren’t doing anything.” The two groups were divided up already, it didn’t matter to anyone as long as you two were in the same group. 

“Ready… Set… Go!” Out of the blue, everyone from your team collapsed and were out of the game. It was just you and Suga. “Yah you guys! I’m going to get you later!” Suga shouted at his teammates. Apparently there was a telepathy going on among the place that everyone got except you two. 

J-Hope and Jungkook rushed towards you and you struggled to keep your balance but Suga interfered. “Who Hyung is actually playing!!” Jimin and V teased. Surprisingly to his group mates and you, Suga was really good at protecting you and eventually the game stop since it was only to get you two to react more. 

“It has been a great time with you guys and girls.” The two MCs spoke as the filming finally came to an end. Once the filming was officially over, both your groups headed to the room to have some refreshments, mostly to eat. 

“Hey, sorry I made it really embarrassing for the two of us awhile ago.” Suga approached you while the others were busy laughing and eating. You turned to face him, “It’s fine. It was an interesting filming today.” You laughed and so did he. 

“Is it alright if we can introduce each other from the start?” He asked rather hesitantly. You gave him a cheerful smile and nodded your head, stretching out your arm, you offered a handshake. 

“It’s nice to meet you, I’m (y/n).” Suga smiled and shook your hand, “It’s nice to meet you too, I’m Suga." 

"I hope we can be good friends." 

He nodded his head and replied genuinely, "I’m sure we’ll get along really well." 

 And of course, the rapper wasn’t wrong. 

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"Congrats on going public Hyung!” Jimin congratulated his elder member.

“Yah, this doesn’t meant I didn’t forget you guys teasing us a lot for the past 2 years.”

 A/N — Thanks to anony, I’ve officially started the Weekly Idol series!!! So Jimin and Suga is already up 💕💕 which is the next member you’d like to read?

Dancing Queen (Jungkook Scenario)

Requested: @hanxju​

JungkookxReader

Genre: Fluff/Comedy

Word Count: 2036

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Summary: You are the golden maknae in a newly debuted group, and you get to appear on a milestone episode for Weekly Idol. BTS is also scheduled for this episode. To say the least, things get competitive and cute.

A/N: I really enjoyed writing for a request!! I’ve never done this before, but I want to keep doing it. My exams are finishing up within this next week, so I should be able to post scenarios a lot more frequently. Request here!!

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Of Fire and Love

(Dragon! Min Yoongi x Human Reader)  (ft. Baby Jungkook + Baby Dragon! Hoseok) 

Summary: When Dragon Yoongi finds baby Jungkook in the wreckage of a house he burned down, he can’t bring himself to kill the child. Months after someone drops a baby at your door, you start to notice something- or someone, lurking at the edge of your farm. Why does the man you catch glimpses of have horns?

Tags: sort of medieval times, mentions of death/murder (both humans and dragons, other mentions of magical creatures, baby Jungkook domesticity, fluff, brief sickfic. 

W/c: 6.8K 

A/n:  so here you go, baby dragon hoseok is not in this part- but he is in the next one. I love dragons! and I love yoongi! so yeah! partially inspired by comic i saw with dragon yoongi and knight hoseok so if anyone finds it please let me know! 

- Though Yoongi is a Solitary dragon, he still has a fair amount of interaction with the dragon community, so when small settlements go missing, or there is an isolated attack on a nests and others of his kind are in need someone with finesse for fire breathing- Yoongi comes and helps. 

- The Human vs. Dragon war is as old as time. And Yoongi is no stranger to the violence- his own family was killed hundreds of years ago by a human raid- though the war has changed since then, dragons have been pushed to the edges of the world or been made to hide in some places. There are even standing truces between some kingdoms and any dragons that might be passing through. 

- He has enough interaction and care for his own kind that he cares when he finds a nest ransacked. Cursing humanity and acting instinctually, he begins to hunt the humans that have done this.

- Yoongi had tracked the scent of death to a small mountainside community- he’d flown over the old cabins and seen the fresh fletchling dragon skins hanging out to cure and started killing indiscriminately. The light of dawn was cresting over the mountains when Yoongi starts to spit his hot blue fire into the buildings.

- Yoongi walks through the wreckage of the houses he’s just burned. The rage inside of him winking out as the last life did. His long cloak rustling in the ashes as he shifts to his human form once his temper cools checking for signs of life and finding none. 

- And then a high-pitched keen, crying, underneath the wreckage of a house as the rain starts up. The baby is small but healthy as Yoongi pulls him out from underneath the wreckage, with little more than a scratch on his cheek that looks a little deep and little tears beading at the edge of large brown eyes. Yoongi doesn’t know much about human children, but if he had to guess, he’s probably older than 6 months but younger than a year. Still immobile and unable to care for himself.  

- There is a name embroidered on the edge of the torn red blanket that swaths the baby, half soaked with mud. ‘Jungkook’ it reads, fine bronze thread against the dull red. A first name or a last name- Yoongi doesn’t know. 

- The weight of the babe calms in his arms, it starts to rain, and Yoongi finds himself curled over the tope of him and shielding his face from it. He can’t find it in himself to kill the child and save him the misery of starving to death. Despite the fact that this small family of warriors had killed countless of Yoongi’s kind and all for the more malleable young dragon skins- different than the rough hide of older dragons that could not be made into fireproof clothing- this child has done nothing, taken part in no such acts of violence. 

- But the baby- Jungkook - is an unintended consequence of Yoongi’s rage, and likely- his relatives, and simultaneously Yoongi does not want him to secum to startvation like he would if yoongi left him to die and yet cannot take care of him. Yoongi is a dragon- and cannot take care of a human child.

- It almost feels like something deep within him whispers to his fire filled heart, maybe not words, but definitely, something that tells him not to leave the child to die. 

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Just Kiss Already (Jongup x reader)

Requested by: a lovely anon

Word count: 5.1 k+

Genre/warnings: fluff ❤

Summary: Who knew that upon meeting your best friend Youngjae’s bandmates, Jongup would catch your eye to such extents you wouldn’t be able to think about anything else properly anymore? And who knew you’d do the same to him? Completely shy and oblivious to his feelings, you beg Youngjae to set you two up, only to be surprised by the further events involving nagging mom Himchan, a very awkward car drive and hilariously poorly(or maybe well)-timed confessions. Oh God, the shyness and oblivion was real, but so was the attraction, which is all that mattered.

“What if they won’t like me?”

Youngjae glanced at you in amusement, but understood where your worries were coming from. After all, being introduced to a whole idol group and having to spend the whole evening with them afterwards was quite burdening. Especially when one of the six idols was already a best friend of yours and you had to leave a good first impression to the other five.

“Then it’s the end,” Youngjae carelessly threw out, motioning for you to come along as he went up the staircase to their dorm, “We can’t be friends anymore if they don’t like you, because they can’t possibly think that I hang out with uncool people, understood?”

When he heard no quiet “yessir!” and no noises of approval, his smile died down a little and he turned to face you. Standing in the middle of the stairs, you looked like you were about to either cry or run away. Youngjae’s reaction about your nervousness and slight anxiety had turned from amusement to worry, and he went a few steps down, facing you.

“I’m kidding, I hope you know that,” he said, looking into your eyes and pinching your cheek a second later, “You’re soooooo cute, they’re gonna like you, no matter what. Got it?”

Slowly but steadily, you took a step forwards alongside with him, and with a few more encouraging words resumed walking completely.

“You really have nothing to worry about,” Youngjae did his best to try and sound convincing, “Yongguk hyung is going to be somewhere around, but you literally won’t even catch a proper glance of him. He’s just gonna come over and say hi, and then hide away in some room with the blinds closed and the door shut, making Himchan go check on him every once in a while to see if he’s not dead or something. Himchan hyung’s gonna be all about the cooking tonight, so just expect endless babbling from him when you enter the kitchen. Tip - saying something nice about his dish will brighten his mood like five times.”

You were already chuckling at this point, and Youngjae knew he’d done right.

“Daehyun-ah is just gonna be very loud, that’s a trigger warning for ya. Laugh at his jokes and you’ll be fine. Junhong-ah is a kind tall giant and there’s literally no warnings for him. You know how to ride a skateboard, right? Let that slip in a sentence and conversation’s going to flow like a waterfall. As for Jongup..”

“.. Hell knows what he’ll be up to. Or what you have to do to leave a good first impression. Just, I don’t know.. Be yourself. And don’t be taken aback by his weirdness. He can sometimes be lost in his own tracks.”

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Mafia!Yandere BTS REACTION: you’re scared  ☾

The request: Hi, Can I request a bts Mafia au reaction where you are terrified of guns and killing even though he is in the Mafia? Thank you!💜💜

Sorry I didn’t write requests nor reactions for awhile 😢 I don’t really like this either, so i’m sorry 

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Kim Seokjin:

Because Jin seek perfection between him and you, he never really waved his gun against your face, if we’re being honest, with the time flowing you had almost forgotten what his job really was.

But no matter the perfect image he had created for both of you, it really wasn’t that case the night when Jin appeared with blood on his white shirt and, of course, a gun in his hands.

“I’m home Jagi” he happily yelled walking towards you, the metallic pistol almost reflecting the room lights.

You felt clammy and there was the glisten of a cold sweat forming on your skin. He stood in front of you with a frown growing on his face. His fingertips softly touched your forehead, wiping away the drops.

“Are you sick?”

Instead of answering a whimper escaped your lips as you felt the gun press against your thigh. Jin followed your sight before gasping loudly throwing the gun away and pulling you into a tight hug.

“Ah jagi, my sweetheart, you have nothing to be afraid of, as long as you wait for me to come back every day, I will never hurt you”.

Min Yoongi:

Yoongi truly lived a life of Hannah Montana, inside your house he would was your sweetheart boyfriend, outside the house a coldhearted murder.

His work was never a real problem, you never asked, he never talked. That was the perfect balance both of you enjoyed, until that day when for an unknown reason Yoongi had decided you were a target of someone else.

“Just hold it firmly and try not to jump too much when you fire it” he murmured, his hands pressed to yours as you held the gun in your hands.

You couldn’t help but feel shaky, the fear was rushing through your veins as if it was another form of blood.

“Hey hey, eyes on the target, you don’t want to accidentally shoot yourself” he taught gently tugging your head up.

You focused your attention towards the target, but you just couldn’t let yourself put pressure to the target. You fell down on your knees with tears running down your cheeks.

“I can’t do it, just take it away” you cried, hiding yourself in the crook of Yoongi’s neck.

“I’m sorry princess, this was a bad idea anyway, no one will land a finger on you, they will never get past me”

Jung Hoseok:

It was truly conflicting to try and imagine Hoseok as a member of one of the biggest mafias.

One, he was definition of sun and happiness.

Two, he would cling to you for his dearest life whenever you would watch a horror movie.

But life isn’t a movie and Hoseok would do anything to save you.

With trembling hands you stood in the middle of a room that once were pure white, but now was covered in dark red and sticky liquid.

There laid five expressionless men who rested on a pool of mild cerise substance.

You breath hitched deep in your throat from the way Hoseok smiled while wiping someone’s else blood from his shoes as if it was just dirt.

“H-hoseok” shutting your eyes you managed to whisper.

Like waking from some kind of trance Hoseok rushed to you pulling you into a hug.

“I’m sorry you had to witness it, but they have know what happens when they dare to mess with you”

Kim Namjoon:

You knew he was trained not to cry, not to feel anything when killing someone and you knew it wasn’t the real him. But the image kept coming back to you, the empty and shallow look he had in his eyes when he killed a young male with bare hands.

It haunted you.

The two of you sat eating dinner, well really he was the only one eating, you were afraid you’d puke your guts out if you tried to swallow anything. Your eyes kept following his hands, the hands of a murderer.

Suddenly he stopped eating, his full attention on you, the uncomfortable silence crept on you and you couldn’t help but cut it.

“Don’t kill me” you whispered.

For a moment he looked confused but soon he was next to you, the strong aura around him made your stomach lurch and heart to ache.

He cupped your face and lifted your chin up.

“You know I would never do that, I love you too much” he said kissing your forehead softly, deep down making plans how to keep you away from witnessing anything like that again.

Park Jimin:

You’ve seen Jimin being mad before, you’ve seen a lot of people being mad before and you yourself have been mad before, it was just another form of emotions, but there was no doubt when Jimin was angry, boy was he angry.

Jimin barged into your apartment, his eyes were narrowed, rigid, cold, hard. His customary warmth was gone, his whole ‘mochi’ self was long vanished in the thin air.

You didn’t want to seem scared because that would only make him more angry or that’s what you thought, but the moment the words slipped from his lips about how he couldn’t kill a man because his children show up and he didn’t want to deal with the mess of three people, you couldn’t help but grip your book tighter to the point where your knuckles turned white, you could even feel the tears appear in the corners of your eyes.

“Princess?” Jimin asked once he noticed the state you were in.

“D-don’t come closer to me” you managed to mumble, still trying to make your breath steady.

Jimin froze, he hated when he was the reason of your anxiety.

“You saw his children and you didn’t kill him just because of the mess? Jimin that’s j-just monstrous”.

Jimin’s face softened and he kneeled down to you before letting his head rest on your lap.

“Don’t say that, princess, I’m not a monster, I just want to protect you” and as crazy as it sounds, you knew he wasn’t one.

Kim Taehyung:

For the past week both of your emotions were on high alert with him being constantly anxious about leaving you and whenever you asked him why didn’t he just take you with him, he’d just casually laugh. That irritated you the most, him acting as if you were a child.

There was no surprise that by the end of the week both of you were screaming.

“Stop acting like I’m a four year old! I’m not weak” you shouted trying to prove your point.

But he just laughed, the laughter evaporating from his eyes as he walked towards you.

Your breath hitched as he took a gun out of his pocket before pushing it into your hands. You were too scared to notice the safety lock being pulled on.

“W-hat?” you almost cussed at your shaky voice, weren’t you trying to prove that you were not scared or weak?

“If you want to go with me, show me you can protect yourself” he said looking you straight in the eyes.

“I wouldn’t need to protect myself Tae, when I’m with you, I’m safe” lowering your head you mumbled.

The rage from his eyes were gone and it was filled with pure love once again.

“Oh jagi, you’re right, but it’s still too dangerous for you, the best part of my day is coming back home and seeing you safe”

Jeon Jungkook:

Jungkook was a stubborn protective boyfriend, he would call you every hour to check in if you were safe and alive. So sometimes he was quite a challenge to deal with, although most of the times your arguments would end up in hot make out sessions.

Jungkook wraps his arms around from behind, His right hand drops to your thigh, pulling up the skirt that hangs so loose just above your knees. He turns you around and you tumble to the couch, his eyes searching yours.

His head moves around to your left ear and he whispers what he’s going to do next. But suddenly all the lust from you vanishes and you push him away when you feel something hard push against your thigh and it’s definitely not the bulge growing in his pants, rather a gun.

Noticing the fear growing in your eyes he kisses your nose before taking out the metallic tool and putting it on your table.

“Really?” you ask still a little shaky, but there’s slight playfulness in your voice.

Jungkook whines getting up and taking the gun away from your eyes.

“You know you don’t have to scared of me, right?” he asks turning around and grins once he sees you nodding.

You know.

Zelo Scenario: Mafia AU

A/N: Well hello! I finally have Zelo’s Mafia AU oneshot here for you. I tried so hard to not use Y/N cuz I find it to just break the flow of the story but it was either that or giving the character/reader a gender and I like keeping my scenarios gender neutral so here we are. I hope you enjoy!

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Mafia AU Prologue

Yongguk Mafia AU

Himchan Mafia AU

Daehyun Mafia AU

Youngjae Maia AU

Jongup Mafia AU

Zelo was 15 when he left his family to go out on his own and fend for himself. At 16, he had made a name for himself as a skilled sniper and at 17; Yongguk and Jongup found and took him in. Despite being famous in the gang world for being a skilled sniper he had struggled on his own. His family wanted to help him but he had refused saying he wanted to make it on his own without the name Choi stuck to his back. He had abonded everything so he could make it on his own. Even his name…what was his legal name?

He had fended for himself for 2 years but a little help was appreciated. He quickly became friends with Jongup and Yongguk was a good mentor. Himchan came after him but it was like he belonged in their little group. Just like Zelo, Himchan was also from a family of mafia so naturally he fit, even though he nagged too much sometimes for Zelo’s liking.

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Jealous (Zelo x reader)

Requested by: a cool anon 

Word count: 5.8 k+

Genre/warnings: mainly fluff, with hints of angst (is that a thing?) ❤🔥

Summary: Junhong’s away on tour.. again. You’d gotten used to the lack of attention he gives you whenever he’s away, but what kept you on the edge was this mysterious girl that kept appearing in his Instagram posts every so often. As jealousy got the best of you, you decide to throw away your title of “the never jealous girlfriend” and show him exactly how you felt, acting forwards him the same way he acted forwards you whenever he was jealous. When the real reason behind the pictures was revealed though, you felt slightly stupid and amused because of your behavior, but at the same time simply couldn’t believe how much of a weird and beautiful person inside and out Junhong was for doing something like that.

(A/N) I swear, the Zelo scenarios keep getting longer and longer. This was originally supposed to be more on the angsty side, but it ended up being like that just for half the scenario, turning into fluffly fluff at the very end. It’s long, but it’s worth the read. Enjoy!

Slight anger started boiling inside you as you looked at the picture Junhong had posted on Instagram a few hours ago. You sat down in the living room, switching on the television just to find one of those “calm & chill music” livestreams on YouTube, and tossed the remote aside, knowing that what you just did was in reality beyond useless, as you wouldn’t pay any attention to the music or the calming effects of it anyways. You trusted Junhong with your whole heart, but there was something about that girl in the picture that you didn’t like. You trusted him, but you didn’t trust her. She was standing a little too close, and the way she leaned her head on his shoulder got your nerves tingling and your heart clenching. Oh god, and those ear-to-ear smiles they both had plastered on their faces. You were sure that in between pictures she looked up at him and laughed, blinking her eyes ten times more than Junhong, who already blinked ten times more than a normal person, and pinching his cheeks, telling him how cute he was. You sighed and leaned back in the armchair, taking a big sip of your tea. You flinched and whined at the sudden pain, as the still way too hot beverage hit the back of your throat, sliding down it painfully slowly and burning your insides in the process. “Nice.. Just what I needed, a burnt tongue and throat…” you muttered under your breath and placed the cup down on one of the armrests, slamming it a little too hard. It wasn’t your fault you felt this way. Or was it? You weren’t really the jealous type, as you were aware Junhong had to communicate with tons of girls every day, but that was mainly because of work. The girls he met outside of work didn’t bother you usually, because you knew them more or less and were aware they were just good friends. Over all, even Junhong praised and thanked you for not being a jealous type, but you were about to give up your title of the “never jealous girlfriend”. You didn’t know who she was, and you didn’t really want to know. You just wanted her to lead a good life, but somewhere else and not here, by Junhong’s side. She has been in quite a few of Junhong’s pictures over the time he was away on tour, and they always looked like they were having the time of their lives. And the comments under the pictures that always said something among the lines of “is that your girlfriend?” or “they look cute together, goals” didn’t make it any better. You sat there, conflicted between wanting to smash something except of your already smashed heart against the wall and wanting to cry. Why were you acting this way? You didn’t quite know, but you didn’t like it. Junhong texted you rarely, and called you only occasionally while away. You figured he was busy, and slowly were learning to deal with it, but it was more than just hard. When he was present, he clung onto you, and wanted to spend a lot of time with you. He made sure to hang out very often, and was always happy to see you. He became a different person every time he left for tour though, stating that if he’d distance himself from you, he’d maybe miss you less. You tried to understand his point of view, but still always felt a little hurt and left alone by this sudden valley in between of you two. He thought about how to make it easier for himself, but never thought that you’d feel alone if he simply left you this way. He probably wasn’t aware you felt like this, because you’ve never talked about it, but you sure wanted to talk once he came back home from tour. Hell, you’d have to talk about many things once he came back. You hated knowing that he liked to spend a big amount of his free time with a girl you didn’t even know about instead of calling or texting you. You didn’t want him to do it every free second, and you didn’t want yourself to be the only person in his life. Controlling him and his free time was the thing you wanted to do the least, but you just couldn’t help but feel sad when you saw him reading your texts but never replying at the times he seemingly spent with her, and while he was off having a good time without you and filling his Instagram with pretty pictures of him and the girl, you couldn’t help but feel lonely as your Instagram was empty, because you had nothing exciting to post. Not that you ever posted pictures with him, no. That was out of question, as officially Junhong was a free man, and your relationship wasn’t meant to get public anytime soon, although it should have already long ago. When he met you, it was bloody obvious from day one that he had taken a liking in you, as his personality would change to a 180 degrees when he was around you, sending anyone who knew him well off laughing at how bad he was at hiding his feelings. You eventually noticed as well, and started giving hints that you felt the same way. God, he was soooo slow at catching onto them and understanding them, but once he did your relationship kicked off and has been going strong ever since. At first everyone saw you as a temporary thing, and no one really thought you’d stay around for too long. He had busy schedules, and so did you. He had a career to maintain, and so did you. Too much going on in your lives to lead a successful relationship, or so they thought. The company was quite against it, but allowed it since they thought it would end soon enough on it’s own. All they decided to do was to tell the both of you to keep it a secret. Days passed, then weeks, and then even months. It’s been more than two years already, and now you were considered a permanent and never-fading detail of Junhong’s life, but the public still didn’t know about your existence. You liked the quiet life, but what you didn’t like was Junhong hanging out with another girl as much as he did and the public assuming things. It just fueled your hated for the stranger, as she got called his girlfriend by people who knew less to nothing, and even news sites were making questionable gossip articles, including her face in all of them. “B.A.P’s Zelo rumored to be dating,” or “B.A.P’s Zelo’s potential girlfriend - could she be the one mentioned in his verses from the last comeback?”… Hell, if they knew. He was dating for God knows how long already, and all of the lyrics were about you, as he’d written them while lovingly staring at you from across the room in late evenings, trying to express all of the emotions and feelings he had for you to the best level he could. Your phone that was on one of the armrests suddenly buzzed, and you jumped a bit, almost knocking the tea mug over. “I swear, if it’s you.. Oh yeah, it is,” you said through gritted teeth, picking up the phone to see Junhong had texted you, “first you act like I don’t exist and then you make me knock a mug down. Well, almost, but it still counts. Thanks.” The message was one of his standard ones, and you read it out loud, trying not to sound too pissed off. “Hey. Had a great show tonight. How was your day? Facetime at 11?” “I’m busy,” you simply replied and cursed as you saw he had read it immediately and was typing up a reply right away. “Busy? Are you out with somebody? Who?” “Friends,” you typed and hit “send”, feeling the need to walk a few times to the kitchen and back, just to calm your nerves. “Wow, as if I hadn’t figured THAT out already, I mean, who exactly? ” his tone pissed you off even more. How could he be so sarcastic to you? And, on top of that, he wanted to know who you were with, but never explained anything about who he hung out with. Junhong, despite denying it, could get jealous very easily. You’ve had little arguments about it every now and then, and he always told you he’d work on his behavior and he’d change, but he never did. Him being pissed off whenever you went out with a group of friends that also featured some guys in it, and him acting cold forwards you afterwards. It happened every now and then, and, even if you knew he was just worried about other guys laying their eyes on you, you didn’t like the fact that he thought it was okay to act that way forwards you. You could play that game too, and in fact, you really felt like it right now. “Does it matter?” “Yes, of course it does! C'mon, tell me,” he bugged you. “I told you already. I’m busy, talk to you later,” you typed back, ignoring the stream of messages that followed. You felt quite tired, and knew it was time to go to sleep as you couldn’t keep your eyes open. Your phone kept buzzing, but you couldn’t care less as you silenced it and put it on your nightstand, screen-down so the constantly lighting up screen wouldn’t disturb your slumber. In the morning you woke up to find some of Junhong’s last hopeless attempts to get your attention in the form of texts, but apparently you had ignored them all. “Oh well, how does that feel, Junhong-ah?” you asked the empty room as you started reading the load of texts he had typed you. He was angry at first, demanding an answer and showing off his jealousy to the fullest, making you laugh at the fact that he didn’t even know that you were actually sitting home alone and sipping tea all evening instead of having a night out with friends. Then he started feeling worried about you, simply because you hadn’t answered in a while. Any other day you’d feel happy about the fact he worried about you, but now you didn’t quite care as you still felt like he was demanding too many explanations and not giving any himself. And then, out of nowhere, apologies for sounding harsh and sarcastic started flooding out of him, and, as he saw that it’s been quite a long time since you’d last been online, he gave up with a last message that said “Okay, sweetheart. I’m sorry, have fun.” “Sweetheart..” you scoffed a little as you got out of bed and started preparing for another hectic workday. He called. Twice. The first time you really didn’t notice as you were busy with an assignment at work, and the second time your hand “accidentally slipped” and you put the phone away, silencing it in the process. “Why aren’t you answering??” you read Junhong’s text out loud when you took a glance at your phone a few hours later, and smirked as you placed your phone on the table and waited. The next message popped up after exactly 4 minutes.    “You saw my message, why aren’t you answering?!” you were sure he was on the edge at the other end of the line, and, while you didn’t want to entirely ruin his day, you couldn’t help but still be salty about the situation. “(Y/N), goddamnit, what’s up with you?!” “Nice way to start up a conversation by screaming at me,” you typed and leaned back on the chair, fiddling your phone in your fingers until you got the reply. “Then answer me!!” “I just did, can I continue working now?” The same as yesterday, you decided to give him the silent treatment as you didn’t want to fight with him all the time. Were you acting stupid? Maybe, but you didn’t care. You wanted to show him how you felt whenever he got very cold forwards you and didn’t talk to you for days until he had calmed down enough. Also, you lowkey hoped he worried about you and went over a thousand different possibilities of what he had done that made you act this way. The true identity of that girl was still a mystery to you, and it bugged you. He was probably sitting with her right now, telling her how his girlfriend was acting cold forwards him even though he hadn’t done anything bad to her, and she was probably holding his hand and giving him encouraging looks, puckering her lips and leaning closer every damn second. Ew, such a vivid image. Why was your brain doing this to you?! The next few days continued with minimal back-and-forth sarcasm and slight angst from him, and a lot of ignoring and telling him you’re busy from you. It wasn’t until a week later when your phone started buzzing again, and you almost didn’t pick up, until you remembered that one of your friends said she’d call sometimes this evening. Your hand reached for the device and you quickly glanced at the caller ID. “Youngjae?” you asked yourself as you felt your whole body freeze a bit. It must be Junhong-related, right? Youngjae never called you out of the blue, so it had to be. Did something happen? A million thoughts crossed your mind, and none of them were good. None of the scenarios you imagined had a positive outcome, so instead of debating you picked up the phone, nervous to know the real reason behind his call. “Hey, Youngjae,” you told him as you picked up. “(Y/N), thank God, I thought you wouldn’t pick up. Hey, Junhong-ah, she’s on the phone, come here!!” he screamed and your eyes widened. A mouse trap, you should’ve known. “I thought you had more dignity than this, Youngjae. Let us settle it on our own,” you told him. “Settle what?! (Y/N), explain what happened, I don’t even know why you’re mad!” you heard Junhong scream through the phone, and his frustration sounded real. “I don’t know what you’re talking about, I’m just my regular self,” you told him innocently and heard him let out something in between a scream and a groan.    “You’re the one who’s screaming at me half the time and then acting cold forwards me,” you said, feeling slightly guilty for talking like this, but trying to keep your grounds as you were still mad at him. There was sudden confusing noise on the other end of the line, and by the muffled protests and complaints you could make out that the phone was being taken away. “I’ll call you in 10 if that’s alright. We need to get this settled,” you froze a little at the sound of Yongguk’s voice through the phone speaker. He sure knew how to sound intimidating without even trying. “Okay, I guess we have to,” you told him with a sigh, letting a hand run through your hair. You sat down in the same armchair as the previous day, preparing for the talk. Slight nervousness took over your body, but you were also a little relieved, as you believed you could tell Yongguk everything and he’d settle it, or at least tell Junhong about what’s wrong so you wouldn’t have to do it on your own. “Okay, we banned Youngjae because he was too loud and Himchan is trying to keep Junhong calm and at a distance. God, sometimes I think we both are the only adults here,” Yongguk sighed as he looked at you through the phone screen, and you just sat there quietly. “Okay. Thing is, we still have half the tour ahead of us, and he’s unable to perform or do anything really because he’s frustrated half the time. You’re not answering his calls or messages and you’re acting cold forwards him. It can’t go on like that, as he’s not able to do anything on a good level until he finds out what he did to make you act that way. He’s worried you’re not feeling fine, or hanging out with the wrong people-” “So I’m the one who’s hanging out with the wrong people?!” you snapped, muttering a quite “sorry” for doing so right after. Yongguk raised a brow. “Okay, so it’s a person he’s been communicating with a lot,” he tried to ignore your little remark that said “Not just a lot, but a little too much.” “Who is it?” he questioned and looked at you straight in the eyes. “Have you seen his Instagram posts? There’s a girl that has been in like every fifth picture since you all left for tour and for all I could know they both could be up to something,” you said through gritted teeth, and heard Yongguk chuckle a bit. Your brows furrowed as you thought about what’s so funny, but then again, it was Yongguk who was on the other end of the line. His thoughts were always hard to read, and it seemed like he was always seeing everything from a different point of view. “Good to know that it’s nothing more than that. Hey, I thought you weren’t the jealous type, I thought Junhong was,” he said as he looked at you, slight amusement in his eyes. “I wasn’t until this started happening. Say, wouldn’t you have something to say if your girl was hanging out a lot with another man you didn’t know at all?” you looked at his ever calm facial expression and waited. “To be honest I wouldn’t mind, at the end of the day she’s mine anyways. But say, is there something else fueling your bitter feelings forwards the situation?” “Yongguk, I hate knowing he’s hanging out with different girls and not paying any attention to me. I’m left home alone while he’s away, and he doesn’t bother to text or call me, and he never answers to messages the days that he’s with her. I don’t want to be second-placed after a stranger because she’s physically present in his life right now and I am not-” “But, (Y/N), he’s distancing himself because it’s easier for him to cope with the fact that you’re not here with him-” “But he never thinks if it’s easier for me that way,” you said and saw Yongguk shaking his head up and down a little, quietly agreeing to your statement. “Okay, I heard everything I needed to know. In that case, I’ll see what I can do,” he said, and right as you were about to say your goodbyes, Yongguk cut you off. “(Y/N), I want you to remember that this is Junhong’s first proper relationship ever. He often doesn’t know how to act or what to do, and I’m like 100% sure he has absolutely no clue that what he did upset you. Give him some time and space, and start talking to him again as he’s going crazy about losing you over here. But I understand your point of view as well, and won’t fully take on his side in this situation. Basically, just settle it calmly, and hurry up with it,“ you heard him say, and you nodded, now finally able to say goodbye and lean back on the chair as you ended the video call. How could this possibly unfold? You started feeling a little stupid about the whole jealousy thing, but you couldn’t quite help it. The evening passed without any further messages or calls, and you were a little worried about how Junhong reacted when he was told about the situation, and what he was going to do now. You were too anxious and still bitter to type the first message, so you sat there, aimlessly browsing the web without a single clue of what you were actually looking at, and trying to clear your mind. It was 3 AM when you finally received a message. "I’m sorry,” it said, and you were conflicted between wanting to answer the same way and wanting to continue the bitterness. “I’m sorry too, but I’d still want an explanation as I’m still feeling just as bad as when this whole thing started,” you typed and sat there, waiting. “Can I facetime you?” “Sure,” you sat there, anxiously waiting for his face to pop up on the phone screen as your turned on the lights in your room.

Regret. Regret and sadness was the first thing you saw when his face appeared on the screen, and you slowly started feeling bad. For the whole time that your lowkey fight was going on, you hadn’t seen his face, and only now you realized how much you’ve missed it. “I’m so glad to see you, please don’t hang up,” he almost whispered, and your heart clenched with every word as you refused to believe the fact that you felt bad about being the reason behind his sadness. But his expression showed he knew he had hurt you too, and that made talking a little easier at this point. “I’ll let you decide. Do you want to talk first, or should I?” you asked as nicely as you could, without displaying any coldness or harshness. “I’ll start,” he said, taking a deep breath. “(Y/N), I’m sorry about not giving you enough attention while I’m away. I thought you were fine with it, as you never really said any complaints out loud and this is not the first time I’m away, but you know that I have a bad habit of thinking about my point of view a lot but completely excluding yours. I didn’t do it on purpose, it’s just that when I don’t see or hear you calling me sweet names and asking me how my day went, as well as complimenting me on how good I am at the things I do and listening to my endless rambles, I miss you less. I can’t constantly video call you because every time I just feel bad about you not being here with me,” he told you in all seriousness, and you appreciated how sweet and genuine his words sounded. “That’s not the main issue here though,” you told him, raising a brow.  “Yes. About Soojin,” he saw your body’s initial negative reaction to her name, and thought carefully of what to say next.  “Don’t you trust me with our relationship?” he asked before explaining anything, sounding a little hurt. “I do trust you, with my whole heart. But I don’t trust her at all,” you told him boldly, and saw him smile a little. “Well, you’ll have to learn how to trust her, since she might be Youngjae’s next potential girlfriend,” you froze at his words, making him smile even brighter. 

“Wait, wait, wait, hold on for a second. Didn’t quite look like she was that much into Youngjae at all,” you told him. Without a single clue about what was going on, you were rather intrigued than mad and salty now, so you listened carefully to what he had to say. “She’s part of the staff that came along on tour, and she’s in charge of making sure we get to properly do all our schedules, attending all of the events we have to be present at. She’s new, but I’ve known her from a mutual friend for a longer time. When I saw her spending her lunch breaks alone and quietly sitting in the corner browsing the web on her phone, I felt like I had to do something about it, so I started spending more time with her so she wouldn’t feel alone or left out. One day Youngjae tagged along as everyone else had left him behind, lowkey wanting to spend some time away from him because he never stops screaming, and I guess he just instantly fell in love with Soojin. Half the pictures taken were on afternoons that the three of us spent together, because Youngjae kept bugging me that he wanted to hang out with her, but weirdly was shy enough to do so on his own, so he needed me as well. That’s why he was the one calling you earlier in the first place, because he thought he had maybe figured out the issue and wanted to explain. To be honest, I didn’t think he would actually be right, but I guess that’s why he’s “the brain” of the group,” Junhong told you, looking relieved that you just sat there and listened, not questioning anything in between and letting him get his whole point across. That was one of the things he loved about you - you were a great listener who didn’t interrupt.

“We made a bet with her, as I noticed Youngjae was growing on her more and more every single day, although she said he wasn’t her type at first. I told her that we’d take Instagram pictures together every few days while hanging out with Youngjae, and that if he insisted she never took a picture with him and tried to take a selfie with her up until we had posted ten pictures together, she’d go on a date with him, one that me and the guys would set up. It took some time to convince her, but she eventually agreed. You know how Youngjae is self-conscious about taking selcas, as he thinks he looks identical in every picture and doesn’t like the way he looks in any of them. So it took us around a whole three weeks and seven photos together to get him to finally start complaining,” you were smiling era to ear now, as the whole scenario seemed so cute to you. Junhong, the guy who sets up his friends for a date. And a dare. Who would’ve guessed it? “I thought it didn’t bother you, as you weren’t the jealous type and you didn’t really say anything or question me about it, but I guess that this incident paired up with me distancing myself from you for this whole time wasn’t a good combo,” he scratched the back of his head and looked away a bit, “plus the fact that I didn’t reply while hanging out with them. You know, it’s just that Soojin and Youngjae looked like they were having so much fun, laughing at jokes and looking genuinely happy, and I also wanted to experience that, but the lack of your presence made it hard. So instead of replying like I should have, I distanced even more. At some point she even asked me if my girlfriend didn’t mind the fact I talked to her so rarely while away, and wanted to put you on video chat to hang out with us three someday, but after my explanation of how I coped with missing you she just nodded, complimenting you on how understanding you were of my point of view and situation,” you felt a slight knot tying up in your throat after the last sentence had left Junhong’s lips, and he immediately noticed how your facial expression shifted.

“Don’t feel bad now, please. This whole situation reminded me of how jealous and possessive I can get at times for no reason, and I’m glad you showed me how my own behavior looked like from another point of view. I’m realizing things now, all thanks to you. I just want us to be back to where we were now though, and I want you to know that I only have eyes for you, forever and always,” he smiled at you, and you smiled in return, feeling the guiltiness and embarrassment gradually leave your body. “So I guess I’ve lost the honorable title of the “never jealous girlfriend” now, hmm?” you asked sheepishly, making Junhong laugh out loud at the fact he was seemingly forgiven. “Yes, you’ve lost it. Now you’re the “only once through the whole relationship” jealous girlfriend,” he told you, and you raised a brow. “So you’re telling me that you think I’ll never get jealous anymore? I don’t know how many of these Soojin’s you have up your sleeve,” he chuckled as he heard your remark, simply answering, ”I have only one, I promise. Just like I have only one (Y/N).”

You talked for a while, catching up on the things you didn’t tell each other while you were waging cold war. With every sentence his mood got brighter, and yours did too. It was nice to be back to talking normally, without any issues nagging away at your hearts. You smiled brightly, admiring his child-like way of thinking and his bright, generous personality. After all, he was somebody who hadn’t experienced previous long lasting relationships, and didn’t know what was appropriate and what wasn’t at many times, and you had to simply understand, explain and forgive every so often. He was in the wrong when it came to ignoring you at times, and you were in the wrong for assuming things too soon. You’d work on it, as you always did, and would come out stronger in the end. Well, wasn’t that a plan? You said your goodbye at half past four, as Junhong saw you couldn’t keep your eyes open anymore. He told you he missed you, and said that the first thing he’d do once he comes back would be being the big spoon for as long as he could, making you stay in his grip and cuddling until your sides hurt from sleeping and lying down all day long. You blew him a kiss as he promised to call again soon, and when you told him he didn’t have to do that and you would manage, he insisted, telling you he wanted to try a different approach to communicating while he’s away. You smiled, knowing he cared and worried about you and simply didn’t think that you had an issue with it at first, but now that he knew he was ready to change things up. With your eyelids heavy, it didn’t take you long to fall asleep and dream of his arms around you, your face buried deeply in his chest as he babbled on about how his day was, telling you random things that were lacking importance, but had a lot of emotion in them.

You woke up to your phone going off, your notification sound piercing loudly through the whole room as you forgot to turn down the volume after yesterday’s facetime. 

“Byzelo has posted a picture, hmm, what could it be? Hopefully Youngjae and that Soojin girl this time, and not you, Junhong-ah,” you said out loud, smiling as you sat up in bed and clicked on the notification. You yawned a little while the picture was loading, when suddenly your body froze mid-yawn as you stared at the photo in disbelief, blinking and rubbing your eyes just to make sure you weren’t seeing things.

You hadn’t even noticed anyone taking a picture back then at that point, but you clearly recognized the event and the scenery. It was departure day, and you and Junhong were standing in the middle of a parking lot, sharing a last loving hug before he had to go away. It looked like you were from a movie scene, with your face gently pressing against his chest, your eyes closed and your short arms wrapped around his upper torso while he was holding you by the waist, pressing a small kiss on the top of your head and smiling. You remembered the rest of the guys teasing you that day, and you remembered not giving a single damn about it. You remembered sad Junhong trying to smile in order to lift your mood, telling you he would be back soon enough, and you recalled smiling back and telling him you’d miss him. 

“Miss you,” you read his caption and smiled at the phone.

There was complete havoc in the comment section again, as people tried to figure out who the never-before-seen girl was and why Junhong missed her, but you simply smiled. God knows how much scolding Junhong will get for posting something like that, and God knows when he’ll have to take the post down and when he’ll have to make a statement about it. He didn’t seem to care, as he wanted to have the truth out, and you felt happy and proud that he wanted to let the world know about you. With or without consequences in mind, he had done it, acting completely upon feelings.

An hour passed when your phone started buzzing, showing a request to video chat from Junhong. You accepted, only to see him and Soojin smiling brightly at you from the other end of the line.

“Guess who’s preparing for a date,” Junhong said, earning a laugh from the both of you and a blush from Soojin.

“I’m like happy for you both, you know, but what is it about Youngjae that’s so special? Do you like non-stop screaming and teasing or what?” you asked her, feeling all of the hate you had forwards her at first slowly wash away.

“Call me mad or something, but I’ve learned to love it,” she blushed even more, and you couldn’t help but notice how Junhong looked at you, lovingly appreciating how nice you were acting forwards her after all that had happened.

“How screwed are you for posting that picture?” you looked over at Junhong.

“Pretty screwed,” he sheepishly smiled back, showing he could care less about what anyone thought.

“Go take it down in that case, while it’s still not too late,” you told him in full seriousness.

“Naah, I don’t want to, I like that picture a lot. Shows all of your good angles,” he chuckled, and so did you.

You talked for the whole time that lead up to the set up date, and when it was showtime, Junhong took you along to show you a surprised Youngjae who was at loss of words and with maximum shyness turned on.

“I’ve never seen him this way,” you told Junhong, who was acting like a careful parent, observing everything that happened from afar and making sure everything went smoothly.

“Me neither, but that perfectly sums up how I felt when I spent time alone with you for the first time,” he made you smile again as you continued to spy on the date, almost feeling a little bad about it.

Junhong. The supportive friend who sets up two of his mates for a date that only one knew off. You could never imagine something like this happening, but there it was, right in front of your eyes. All your worries from last week had parted ways with you long ago, and you enjoyed the view of two people slowly falling in love, remembering how you once were in the same position together with Junhong.

Together with Junhong. Yeah, that’s where you belonged.

Mirrors (Zelo x reader)

Word count: 4.4 k+ (minus the quoted song lyrics)

Genre/warnings: fluff  ❤

Summary: An old song that you had known for years and loved with your whole heart suddenly came on when you and Junhong were casually chilling in your apartment. When he started dissecting the lyrics out of plain curiosity, he was slightly freaked out by how well they fit your relationship, except he started questioning if you really were “the love of his life”, as stated in the song. You both were still so young and how could he be certain, because you still had a bunch of years ahead of you and a thousand miles to go. Unable to think about anything else, he got straight to dancing in order to get all of his emotions out.

(IMPORTANT A/N) This scenario is based on Justin Timberlake’s song “Mirrors” (a song that has been my guilty pleasure ever since it came out). I was casually listening to it and, for some reason, I imagined Zelo dancing the second part/extended ending part of the song, and it seemed so aesthetically pleasing to me that I decided to write this. You don’t really have to know the song, all of the needed lyrics will be quoted, but, just saying, Zelo dancing to that was such a cool and vivid image in my head.

He glanced at his phone, sweat pouring down his face as he stood there in the practice room, breathing heavily from all the dancing he’s done up till now. Everyone had gone on break, so he was the only one in the room, left to stare at his reflection in the gigantic mirrors as he shuffled from song to song on his phone that was connected to the speakers and let his body move just as it desired to the different tunes and rhythms. Although his body screamed out for some much needed rest, his lungs setting more and more on fire with every sharp breath he took and his spins becoming sloppier and sloppier every time, he clenched his teeth together and kept going, as he knew this was the only time of the day when he could properly dance. As the song came to and end, his tall frame stopped moving and stood there, his head hung down low, looking at the ground. He took off his cap and gently let his fingers slip through his wet hair as he slowly made his way to disconnect the phone from the speakers. Seconds later his back hit the cold wall behind him, and he slid down to sit on the floor, his hands tightly clenched onto the phone and his fingers tapping away to find your name in the contacts list. 

“Choi Junhong, you’re such a mystery. I can call you and text you at literally any time of the day and you’ll never respond. Instead you’ll just video call me when I least expect it,” he smiled at his screen as he saw your gorgeous face pop up on it, greeting him the same way you always did. “Hey, you know I always call you whenever I have a little bit of free time, so don’t complain,” he laughed at the screen and so did you. “I’m not complaining, as long as you call me at all, any time of the day, I’m happy,” you told him, genuinely meaning every word you said, making Junhong slightly blush at your boldness, but not too much. Just enough for nobody except of you to notice. “I’m coming over tonight, that is, if you don’t mind,” he said, slightly tilting his head and putting his cap back on, leaning his head back against the wall after he did so. “Sure thing, except I’m not sure if I’ll be done with studying until then. Or if I’ll be done with dinner…” “No worries about that,” he told you, almost cutting you off, “I won’t come over too early though, as we still have a bunch of plans for the day here, and, looking at our very slow pace, we probably won’t get done here anytime soon, with Yongguk hyung constantly vanishing somewhere, Himchan hyung always complaining about the choreo and Youngjae hyung screaming until all of our ears start bleeding,” you chuckled at his explanation of how his day had been so far, and for a second in all seriousness wished that your life was at least half as exciting as his, instead of just being filled with a bunch of assignments and worksheet deadline dates. “Oh, and don’t worry about dinner either, I’ll just get takeout,” he snapped you out of your thoughts, and you happily nodded, a little bit relieved that he spared you the cooking today. “Thanks, babe-” “Ooh, I think the hyungs are coming,” Junhong’s head snapped at the direction of the door when he heard footsteps approaching, “sorry that this was a short one.” “It’s fine, babe. Don’t overwork yourself will ya? See you soon, bye,” you gently blew a kiss at the camera, and he cutely acted as if he caught it and put it on his cheek, waving at you a second later and ending the call when the door creaked open and Daehyun and Jongup walked into the room, or so you thought at least, as it was hard to tell apart the member’s voices through the phone. The day flew by in seconds, and even with all the previously mentioned issues Junhong and the guys managed to wrap up practice earlier than expected. Junhong, as promised, got both of you takeout, and on the way to your apartment grabbed Mochii along for a little adventure. If there was one thing that could boost your mood faster than Junhong’s presence, it was Mochii, and Junhong wasn’t even mad. He just had to admit that he had not only the cutest girlfriend in the world, but also the coolest little doggo. He greeted you with a kiss, picking you up and letting your legs wrap around him as it was mission impossible for both of you to gracefully kiss just standing there, all because of his close to abnormal height. He brushed a few strands of your hair that were falling in your eyes out of the way as he gently cupped your face with one hand, firmly holding you so you wouldn’t fall down with the other, while your own hands were loosely wrapped around his neck. Mochii was barking and being an annoying little bundle of joy, signaling for both of you to stop and give him some much needed attention, and as you broke the kiss, laughing at each other’s face about this nice and homey atmosphere you were currently in, that’s exactly what you did. Soon enough, all of your assignments were done, and you and Junhong were casually lying on the couch, tangled up in blankets and each other, with Mochii joining both of you every now and then. Enjoying some takeout, TV shows and casual discussions, you spent a good few hours like that. Soon you noticed the TV was distracting you from conversation, so instead you put on a YouTube playlist of old and new pop songs just for background noise. “Oh, do you know this song?” you said completely out of the blue after a moment of complete silence when both of you had already almost fallen asleep because of how tired you were. “Hmm? I’m sorry, I don’t think so,” he told you, curious about the song now because it had instantly attracted your full attention.    “Oh, what a shame. I love this song so much,” you told him, snuggling a bit closer to him. At this point it was more than obvious that you both were sleeping tangled up on the couch like this tonight. “It’s feels weirdly familiar in some way, but I don’t think I’ve ever heard it,” Junhong scratched the back of his head, trying to think of how old this tune was, and where it even came from. “It’s a song called “Mirrors” by Justin Timberlake,“ you let him know, quietly mumbling so that you could still properly hear the music, "and for some reason I’ve been clinging on to it ever since it came out. Just hits close to the heart, you know?” you felt him place a tiny kiss at the top of your head, and you smiled. “Was it a personal thing?” he questioned. “Not really, but I’ve always hoped it would be someday,” he felt by the tone of your voice that you were drifting off to sleep, so he didn’t question you anymore, listening to the song instead and letting you fall asleep in his arms as he gently stroked your side and stared off into the distance. The more he listened to it, the more he payed attention to the lyrics. Usually these types of lyrics seemed rather cheesy to him, but in this case he thought it was so well-worded and simple but sweet. He listened to the whole eight minute track without a single thought in mind other than how genuinely sweet and true the lyrics sounded, he seemed completely zoned out, just staring off into the distance and blinking a lot. When the song ended, he quietly paused the playlist and turned off all working devices, feeling that he needed to sleep, but instead of closing his eyes he laid there, looking at your sleepy face, his mind racing from what he had just heard. 

No song up until now has made him think so much, and he even wished a little bit that he would’ve never heard it. The next day came around the corner soon enough, and you were forced to part ways with Junhong for a longer period of time yet again. Dance practice was on the schedule again, and this time it took much longer than the previous day, because Junhong was unable to concentrate. “You sure you’re alright?” Himchan placed a hand on Junhong’s shoulder at some point, and even though he was more annoying than helpful at most times, Junhong was glad he had a hyung who was worrying about him and checking if he was fine. “Yeah, it’s nothing, I’m just thinking about… Some things,” he answered as he walked off, letting Himchan’s hand slide off of his shoulder. Practice soon continued, and all Junhong wanted was for it to end as soon as possible. “Can you leave me the door key, please?” he told Yongguk after everything was wrapped up, and, after receiving a questioning look but no commentary at all (in classic Bang leader fashion), the key was tossed in Junhong’s direction. “Just don’t forget to lock the door when you leave,” Yongguk, who, besides Junhong, was the last person left in the room, stepped into the halfway and closed the door behind him. Phone connected to the speakers just like every previous day, Junhong sat on the floor, legs crossed and phone in hands. “Mirrors” was playing now, and he was careful enough to capture every sentence, every line, and clinge on to it. Why was it that he thought of you and only you upon hearing it? “Cause I don’t wanna lose you now, I’m looking right at the other half of me, The vacancy that sat in my heart is a space that now you hold. Show me how to fight for now, and I’ll tell you, baby, It was easy coming back here to you once I figured it out, You were right here all along…” It all felt so weirdly familiar to Junhong, even to the point that it freaked him out a little. But he couldn’t keep his mind from always trailing back to you, just as if he was a lost wanderer and you were the only true path leading back home. So he sat there and let himself think it all out. ”It’s like you’re my mirror, my mirror staring back at me, I couldn’t get any bigger with anyone else beside me, And now it’s clear as this promise that we’re making, two reflections into one, ’Cause it’s like your my mirror, my mirror staring back at me…” He was young, and you were too. All he’s ever known in life was how to perform and put on an amazing show, but, as adulthood slowly creeped up to him, he realized how not ready he was for it. He realized how many things he didn’t know absolutely anything about. He realized how he could rap 10.8 syllables per second, but couldn’t do some of the simplest daily tasks in life. He remembered how you, the total opposite of him, were able to survive on your own at such a young age, still being a grade A+ university student in the mean time. He recalled how you never made fun of him for not being able to, for let’s say, cook, or work some basic household appliances, instead just always helping him. He remembered how intimidated he felt by your intelligence whenever you talked about your uni work with him, and he remembered how amazed but intimidated as well you felt whenever you saw him rap and dance, instantly feeling like you didn’t deserve to be with him simply because you couldn’t do any of that. The fact that you balanced each other out so well made you two such a perfect match. Being good at many things, but each of you being good at different types of things. Despite being quite the opposite, you were his reflection, just as special and talented but sometimes sad and lost as he was when his busy life schedule got to him. Whenever he extended hid hand, you were like his mirror reflection, touching it from the other side of the glass every single time, without exception, and always being there for him. He really couldn’t get any bigger with anyone else besides of him other than you, or so he thought, as your constant presence, affection, care and encouragement was his fuel, and he needed a lot of that to power his engine in the form of a heart. As the music seemingly died down and he was about to turn it off, it suddenly continued, with one simple phrase being the base for the last few minutes of this track. “You are, you are the love of my life…” Were you? He was young, and so were you. Was it too soon to assume that he had already found the love of his life? And was he the love of your life? What would the older generations have to say about this? Hell, what would the guys think about this, if Junhong, just completely out of the blue, exclaimed “(Y/N) is the love of my life!” at some point? Especially someone like Yongguk. Would he start putting some sense into Junhong’s head as to that a lot could change even in the next few years to count and that he shouldn’t put his hopes up too high, or would he agree because he saw the way Junhong and you treated each other? “I’m still such a lost kid…” Junhong quietly whispered, hiding his face in his hand and slowly typing up a message. “How do you know if someone is the love of your life?” he quickly hit the send button without thinking about it for too long, otherwise he might change his mind and just sit there, completely lost. “Do I look like Yahoo to you?” the slowest man in Korea answered relatively fast, and surprised Junhong with his sudden and almost always absent savageness as well. But the main thing was that he wasn’t asking questions about why Junhong wanted to know the answer to such questions, and that calmed him down and made him less embarrassed for acting like an emotional teenager all over again. “You’re like 200 years old, at least mentally, so I figured you should know,” Junhong typed up quickly, still hoping to get a least some type of more or less inspirational response, and noticing how informal and maybe slightly rude that message sounded, especially when he realized that he had just sent it to his oldest and strictest hyung. “You never know, that’s the point,” Yongguk’s message interrupted Junhong’s worries about coming off as rude, and he was left staring down at his phone screen again. “Not until you have lived that whole lifetime that you are talking about with them, or at least the biggest part of it,” he added after a while, making Junhong’s heart ache a little. “So what you’re telling me is that I won’t be able to call anyone “the love of my life” until my death day?“ "Well, only technically. But don’t let that hold you back from calling someone that way if you really feel like it. Just, instead of a statement, let it be an assumption up until you’ll be a 100% sure than not only you see them that way, but they also see you the same way. Let it be a lucky guess,” this was probably the longest text message Junhong has ever received from Bang, but he smiled down on his phone, being more than aware that his hyung was trying to help as much as he could, not asking additional questions and answering all of the given ones, simply because he as well, just like everyone else, used to be very young and very lost at some point. Replying with at least a “thanks, hyung” seemed like the right thing to do, but Junhong’s mind was wandering places as he put the song back on from the very start and got back up on his feet. Feeling the need to set up a camera to record himself, instead of setting up one he set up a total of three, so he would be captured from a few different angles and perspectives, and started dancing.    Not that he was usually aware of what he was doing, he never knew exactly what the dance would turn out like when he just put on some type of music and started jamming away to it, but this time it felt different. He wasn’t dancing for his own entertainment, and he wasn’t dancing in order to learn or create a choreography for the sake of his group or the fans. This was new, as he wasn’t dancing as B.A.P’s talented rap&dance machine and maknae Zelo, but as Choi Junhong, a barely-adult with tons of stress, self-hatred and the never leaving feeling of being lost (that you mended to the point he felt none of it every time you interacted with him) up his sleeves. ”Yesterday is history, tomorrow’s a mystery, I can see you looking back at me, keep your eyes on me, Baby keep your eyes on me… “ He danced with you in his mind, his signature footwork being more than on point, and his spins as fast and sharp as ever, simply ‘cause he knew he needed to do his best, because you would be watching. Every now and then, snapping back to reality and losing track of what he had in mind for the next few seconds of the song, he glanced at one of the cameras. Knowing that he was recording this for you, he allowed his stare to go right through the lens, telling you that he felt every single word mentioned in the lyrics, and that you were the person he felt that way forwards to. ”Now you’re the inspiration for this precious song, And I just wanna see your face light up since you put me on So now I say goodbye to the old me, it’s already gone And I can’t wait wait wait wait wait to get you home..” He did it over and over again countless times, resting before each and single take simply because at the end of the eight minute track he was a complete sweating and heavily breathing mess, with all of the passion he had for both, you and dance, being put out into this performance of his. At some point he had the grip on his emotions at least halfways back, and that is when he decided he was ready to get the final take done. Throwing another shirt on, he got into position, and danced for another eight minutes that the track went on, this time slightly more reserved and not so over the place, rather with an idea of what he wanted to express and how he wanted to do it in mind. He felt his previously well-timed but hectic movements become calmer, and he was satisfied with the way he glided back and forth, spinning like there was no tomorrow. He made sure to express every part of the song, until he got to the fade out into. Feeling confused and without a single clue of what to do, he smiled to himself, because he was back to his clueless, lost and childish state. He stood there, letting his fingers slide through his hair as he chuckled a bit, looking at the camera right after. Maybe this was stupid, who knew? Maybe what he was doing was cheesy, cliché or any other word used for describing things of such kind, but he suddenly recalled the many times you and him sat at home, just chilling, and you were singing along to cheesy love songs, shooting him glances that he could never catch because you turned your head away from him just as soon as you turned it to face him. There wasn’t the need for explanation, as it was simple. Although you were too embarrassed to admit, you were singing for him (and about him), which you both deep down knew. And now, when he’ll get you to watch this recording of him, you’ll know without any explanation as well. You always do. After editing what he had as good as he could and putting the actual track on top of it, Junhong realized it was around 3 AM already, and understanding that he had no point in going back home, he simply crashed out on the couch, feeling tired but satisfied. The next day, when Yongguk entered the practice room first of all the members, he made sure to wake Junhong up before anyone else arrived and could laugh at him or question him. After remembering why he had stayed there and hadn’t gone home, and after recalling all of yesterday’s debates with himself and his overflowing emotions, Junhong’s  cheeks turned bright red as felt slightly embarrassed. “So I tried not to pay attention to it, but I gotta admit you got me curious. What is this whole “love of my life” thing about, and why didn’t you go back home yesterday?” Yongguk questioned when he sat down on the couch right next to Junhong and passed him a water bottle. Without any explanation, Junhong shoved his phone into Yongguk’s hands and turned on the video. Eight minutes of silence from Bang Yongguk. What could possibly be more torturous in this world? When the video had ended, and Yongguk still hadn’t moved or expressed any emotion, Junhong started worrying, thinking that it was probably a stupid idea all along. "It’s stupid, isn’t it? Ahh, why did I even think this was a good idea-” “No, it’s good. Gets your point across quite quickly and leaves a long lasting impact as well,” Yongguk surprised Junhong with his words, and, as Yongguk saw his friend’s puzzled facial expression, he felt like he had to add something.    “It’s not just for fun and for yourself, it’s for her, right?” he didn’t even say a name because it was more than obvious. Junhong nodded. “I feel like this captures you as a person perfectly, because on the outside you look like an experienced dancer whose freestyle looks more organised than some other dancer’s choreo that they’d been working on for ages. But when you turn to face the camera, it’s more than clear that you’re just acting upon emotion, that emotion clearly being true and pure dedication to someone who means the world to you, and someone who you dedicate all of those lyrics to. Even if you’re not singing the words, your dancing is enough,” he said, giving Junhong a little slap to the chest as he got up. “Be right back,” Yongguk said as he stood up and walked off, leaving Junhong alone in the room again. A few minutes passed. “Here goes nothing,” Junhong exclaimed to himself as he found your name in the contacts list again, and sent you off the video, attaching a little note that said “I’ll try to get a free evening today so I can take you out for dinner. I’ll pick you up at eight, please watch this shortly before then” to it. Minutes passed, and he got a reply, from you. “Yessir, will do as told!” he read quietly and chuckled a little. You were so precious after all. Practice passed, today much faster and much more productive than yesterday. Youngjae stopped screaming all the time (only reason behind that being his sore throat though), and Yongguk wasn’t allowed to leave the room half the time he wanted to do so. Himchan’s never looked so invested in learning and training to properly do a choreo, and Junhong smiled at the thought of his hyungs liking the thing he and Jongup had come up with. He’d almost forgotten about the video, but as he glanced over to the clock and saw it was already six, he excused himself from the rest of practice to be able to go home so he could get changed and drive to pick you up on time. And of course, he started stressing about the dance again in the middle of all of this. The walk from his car to your first floor apartment was one of the most painfully nervous moments in his life, but all changed as you opened the door and looked up at him, eyes full with love, excitement and surprise. “So “Mirrors”, hmm?” you told him as you got on your tippy toes in order to wrap your arms around his neck. He saw you struggling, and since picking you up like last time wasn’t a good idea because you were wearing a dress, he stepped inside your apartment and closed the door behind him first, taking you by the waist and carefully lifting you up and seating you on top of the commode that was standing just a few meters away from the front door and was high enough so your faces were almost on the same level when you were sitting on it. Your arms never left their original place, and his arms wrapped around you right after he had put you down. “I have to admit I fell in love with that song just as quickly as I fell in love with you back then,” he told you, making you slightly blush. “With the love of your life?” you asked curiously, being a little selfish and wanting to hear it from him first. He sighed, but it wasn’t one of those unsure or tired sighs, because a smile formed right after.

“With the love of my life,” he said, pinning his forehead against yours. 

“And I thought I was the only one in this relationship who felt that way,” you told him, feeling better than ever because of the happy aura that surrounded both of you.

“Baby, we still have such a long way to go, but let’s try our hardest to walk it off together,” your caressed his cheek as you tilted your head a little. Next thing you know, a small nod followed, and a kiss right after.

There were very few times Yongguk hyung was wrong, but this was one of them, Junhong was sure of it. Other people might have it harder with their love lives, but he had his sorted out the moment he made you his. His one and only. It was never too soon or too late to give this meaningful title away to someone, as long as you truly felt that way about them. And the fact that you both had just confessed and committed to each other for a whole lifetime, although maybe just because you were both being fueled by your youth and need to settle decisions as quickly as possible, made him wrap his hands tighter around you and move his lips slower and longer against yours. 

“You are, you are the love of my life..”

It kept playing in his head. And in your head you could see the vivid image of him standing in front of the camera and smiling, not knowing what else he could possibly do. You were young, but you knew for sure that this was it. Both of you knew.

My Other Half - Yandere!Tao X Reader

Yandere!AU - Part of the Yandere!EXO X Reader Series

Genre: Mature, Horror, Angst, Implied Smut

Pairing: Zitao X Reader

Words: 8,520

Warning: This is not an accurate portrayal of a split personality, I based it more off of Gollum from LOTR. Be warned! This is a Yandere story, it will contain themes such as stalking, violence, obsession, possessive natures, and just general overall creepiness and swearing. You have been warned.

A/n: So like I said in the warning, this isn’t an accurate representation as I felt like I would be able to write his personalities off of something familiar. I did look into Dissociative Identity Disorders, but I felt I would not have been able to accurately portray them even with my research. Either way, I still hope you like the story, and as always I do not believe Tao, nor any of the other members, past or present, of EXO would act like this. Feedback is always greatly appreciated. Enjoy lovelies!

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The words ring hollow in your heart, but they nevertheless bellow from your well-trained lungs in unison with the overdressed churchgoers flanking you on either side. Like cattle bred for a single purpose, you stand in front of your worn, wooden pew to take from the trough of organized religion, or at least pretend to. Appearances are everything in the church, and you know it all too well as your fingers pluck against the pages of the hymnal you don’t need. The words on the aged paper are inscribed in your mind from years of repetition—no, conditioning—but they don’t hold the meaning they once did.

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