Scenario Game !
scenario game !
when he finds out you’re being bullied is my current most liked post... so since I’m bored, send me a scenario, I’ll make either a oneshot or drabble out of it.
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For the scenario game: when he's pouty. Thank you in advance!
⨽ pairing: jungkook x reader
⨽ genre: fluff
⨽ warnings: a bit on the short side
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part of the scenario game
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Jungkook's lips formed into a pout as he watched you pose with your partner for the camera. "There we go! Yes! Such beautiful models!" the photographer exclaimed as he clicked away on his camera.
Jungkook was not happy. Not one bit as he watched your partner slip his arm around your waist, pulling you closer to his body.
"Do have to be that close?" Jungkook asked your manager who gave him a small smile. "Unfortunately yes, but it'll be over soon. Then she's all yours," she said, and Jungkook nodded.
He averted his attention to you. "y/nnnnn" Jungkook whined, and you glanced at him, sending him a smile. "Soon Jungkook," you said before continuing to pose for the camera.
"Perfecto! We're done! Fantastic work today, guys!" The photographer said, causing Jungkook to smile. You were finally done. "Good work Jaehyun," you said as you shook hands with your partner. "Same goes to you," he said.
"I think you should go to your boyfriend; he seems to want you in his arms desperately," he said, causing you to turn around and see your boyfriend, standing there with an evident pout on his face.
"Alright, see you next next time," you said before walking over to your boyfriend.
"Hey, baby," you said, only for him to immediately pull you into an embrace. "Do you always have to be unreasonably close with your partners?" he questioned. "Kind of," you responded.
"I don't like it... especially when you're in booty shorts and crop tops," he said with a pout. You couldn't help but place a quick kiss on his lips.
"You're adorable when you're jealous." Jungkook frowned, and you let out a laugh. "What? You constantly putting your lips into a pout is the cutest."
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is this okay? i had a bit of trouble writing this, sorry :)
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quote game !
this is similar to my scenario game. send me a quote and i’ll try to make a drabble (or even a oneshot) out of it :)
examples: “please stay the night with me” or “this is why i love you”
basically send me a qoute and i guess i’ll create a plot that has that qoute included in it.
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⨽ title: a messy surprise
⨽ summary: you just wanted to surprise him with something sweet, which you do but there’s a bit of a mess included
⨽ pairing: jimin x hybrid!reader
⨽ genre: fluff
⨽ warnings: none that i can think of
⨽ word count: 698
⨽ a/n: idk what kind of hybrid y/n is, you can decide one that lol.

"Uh-oh," you said as you looked around the kitchen. You knew Jimin wasn't going to be very happy once he saw the mess you created in the kitchen.
It couldn't be that bad, right?
Well, to begin, the sink was full of dishes. There was flour all over the counter and floor, eggshells and cracked eggs, spilt cake batter, mixing bowls and utensils, all over the kitchen.
You didn't know that baking would cause such a mess.
You only wanted to bake cupcakes to surprise Jimin. To also show him that you were learning something in your classes.
Jimin decided to send you to a baking classing when he saw you gained interest in it. You were always a show about baking. You'd often call him to come and see what the person on the TV made.
"Look, Jimin, the cake looks so good. One day, I'll make one like that but even better!" you'd say.
When Jimin would be making the two of you breakfast or dinner, you'd often point out the things you'd see in the baking videos.
"Look, Jimin, there's flour, just like in the video! There's a mixer too, but yours looks better," you'd say.
You looked at your flour-covered self with a frown. When you'd bake during your class, you'd never make a big mess. So why is there such a mess now?
"y/n! I'm home~" Jimin's voice filled your ears, and instead of excitedly running to him, you stood there and whimpered.
"y/n?" You knew he was coming towards the kitchen as his scent grew stronger.
You hung your head low, with your tail in your hands. Afraid of what Jimin’s reaction would be one he stepped foot into the kitchen.
"y/n- Woah..." Jimin walked into the kitchen to see you standing with your head hung low, surrounded by a mess.
"y/n, what happened?" he asked, and you let out a cry. "I'm sorry, Jimin, I didn't mean to make such a mess. I was just trying to surprise you by making cupcakes, but I just made a mess," you cried.
You expected Jimin to shout, but he let out a laugh instead. "Come here y/n," he said, chuckling. You shuffled towards him, with your still hung low. "Look at me, princess."
You slowly lifted your head to see Jimin looking at you with a smile on his face. He placed his hands on your cheeks wiped your tears.
"I'm not angry with y/n. You did surprise me, though," Jimin, and you cocked your head to the side.
He wasn't angry with you?
"We can always clean it up y/n, sure it's a big mess, but it's nothing we can't clean. Okay?" Jimin said, and you nodded. He let out another laugh as he ruffled your hair, being careful of your ears.
"Are your cupcakes ready? I would like to give them a try," he said, and you nodded. You made your way to the oven, eager to give Jimin a cupcake. "Your oven gloves, princess," Jimin said, and you nodded before grabbing the oven gloves and slipping them on.
Jimin watched as your smile grew when you saw the cupcakes. He was happy you found something you enjoyed doing. Even if that something made a mess in his kitchen, he didn't mind. As long as it made you happy, he was okay with it.
"Jimin here, try it," you said, handing him a cupcake. "Are you not going to decorate it first?" he asked, taking the cupcake from your hand, and you shook your head. "I'll decorate them after you try one. To see if the rest are good enough to get decorated," you said, and Jimin nodded before taking a bite.
He looked at you with wide eyes. "y/n," he said, and you looked at him worried. "It's delicious," he said, taking another bite.
"Really?" you said, and Jimin nodded. "I'll help you decorate them. Why don't we take them to Taehyung? I'm sure he'll enjoy these too," he said, and you nodded. "I'll make them extra pretty!" you said, causing Jimin to let out a chuckle.
"Okay, but first, let's clean this mess up."

uh yea idk. i swear i get the urge to write at weirdest hours. i wrote this at one a.m.
When he’s looking for affection
⨽ pairing: taehyung x reader
⨽ genre: fluff
⨽ warnings: none
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"y/n?" Taehyung asked as he knocked on your office door. "Not now, Tae. I'm busy," you replied as you typed away on your computer. Taehyung let out a sigh before mumbling an okay.
Taehyung missed you. He did. You had become distant ever since your boss started sending you many documents to edit and look over. You had been so caught up in your work you started to be less affectionate with him. All he wanted was for you to take a break from work and relax with him in the comfort of your bed.
He understood this was important, but... he just felt you were overworking yourself. You'd come into bed late and leave early morning. You'd skip most of your meals if he didn't end up forcing you to eat.
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Taehyung sat on the couch with a frown on his face as he surfed through Netflix, trying to find something to watch. You had gotten out of your office. You had finalized the last of the documents meaning you were done for a while.
"Hi hyung," you heard Taehyung say as you walked into the living room. "Sup Taehyung," you heard Jimin's voice fill the space. He must be on speaker. "How are you?" Jimin asked. "I'm okay, just feeling a bit... I don't know," he said, causing you to grow curious. "Is something wrong?" "It's just y/n has been so caught up in her work we haven't had a day to ourselves. We also haven't been very affectionate with each other for some reason," he said, causing you to frown.
"I remember you telling me her boss has given documents to work on. Is she still busy with them?"
"Yeah. She's been working really hard, but I miss her randomly kissing me, and when I'd ask her what it was for, she'd shrug and say no reason," he said with a chuckle.
A small smile appeared on your lips before being replaced by a frown. You didn't realize you'd been so caught up in your work that you'd been neglecting him. "I gotta go. Text later?" "I'll text you later then," Taehyung said, pulling you out of your thoughts. "Bye." Taehyung ended the call. He stood up from the couch and turned around, only for his eyes to slightly widen.
"y/n?" he asked, surprised to see you there. You wasted no time that to run into your boyfriend's arms. Taehyung was confused. Usually, you'd be in your office. "Is there something wrong?" he asked, trying to unwrap your arms around him only for you to tighten your grip. "No, I just wanted to hug you," you said, causing him to slowly wrap his arms around you.
Taehyung rested his chin on your head and smiled. He was glad to have you in his arms. "I'm done," you said, causing him to raise a brow. "What do you mean?" "I finalized the documents. I'm free to do whatever you want for now," you said.
Taehyung quickly unwrapped his arms for your body. He cupped your cheeks and looked into your eyes. "Really?" he asked, and you nodded before pressing your lips against his. Taehyung smiled into the kiss before sliding an arm around your waist, pulling you closer.
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