Random BTS Crack 1

Random BTS Crack 1

Jungkook: IN COMING

Yoongi: o-o WHAT

Taehyung: AH *jumps into Yoongi’s arms*

Yoongi: AGH *loses his balance and drops Taehyung*

Jungkook: *swerves out of the way*

Jungkook: *crashes into a wall*

Yoongi: …okay what just happened

Jungkook: ooowwwwww

Yoongi: Jungkook wtf why do you have a pink bike?

Taehyung: oh oh is that the thing you stole from the store?

Yoongi: O-o wait- STOLE?

Jungkook: Is my leg supposed to bend this way?

Taehyung: but why’d you have to get pink? .-.

Yoongi: why’d you steal a bike in the first place???

Jungkook: I think my stomach is in my throat ??

Yoongi: okay you two, explain right now

Taehyung: okay. I wanted a bike. Now we have a bike.

Jungkook: yeah, I stole one for Hyung

Yoongi: ok I got that much but WHY

Taehyung: because I wanted one

Yoongi: shush Taehyung I mean why didn't you pay for it instead?

Jungkook: I'm seeing shapes omg look a decagon

Yoongi: what- shush and tell me what's going on

Taehyung: we stole a bike

Yoongi: omg I KNOW THAT ALREADY

Taehyung: then why do you keep asking? Sheesh Hyung make more sense

Yoongi: Jungkook, where did you get the bike?

Jungkook: the store

Yoongi: what store?

Jungkook: the one that sells bikes

Yoongi: okay I know that, but which one

Jungkook: ...

Jungkook: the one that sells bikes

Yoongi: *facewall*

Taehyung: okay but why'd you get pink

Yoongi: it DOESN'T MATTER, because we're taking it back-

*sounds of police sirens in the distance*

Jungkook: uhoh

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Yoongi: I can't believe you idiots drug me to the police station over a bike

Taehyung: but I wanted one

Yoongi: yes I know I KNOW Taehyung please shut up--

Jimin: AYY YO I didn't think I'd see you guys here

Yoongi: Jimin what are you doing behind bars

Jimin: ...

Jimin: I was arrested for stealing jams

Jimin: I got yes jams :)

Yoongi:

Jungkook:

Taehyung:

Yoongi: why

~I AM SO SORRY~

-Admin Jinnie and Jongie

(If you want more like this feel free to send in an ask)

Person: you know, you look like a person that would listen to Katy Perry... Or just like really generic teenage girl music

Me: eeeehhhhhh, no... I don't really listen to her or normal teenage girl music hahhh

Person: What? Really? Who do you listen to, then?

Me: *sweats nervously* you won't know them

Person: try me

Me: plz no bye

-Admin Jinnie

Me: //watches BTS's prologue

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Me: //signs up for therapy until October

This couldn't have been said in a better way. I'm stuck at school right now which the whole fandom is in support of Jimin and probably sending him messages to take care of himself

In my fast attempt at joining all of them, for right now I'm saying that we all need to give all of BTS love and support and prayers. I hope later after school I can say more, but for now this post is pretty much what I feel needs to be said.

The last thing we want is for this to either continue happening or for it to happen to another member. We need to be there for BTS! ARMY Fighting!!

150818 - Jimin at Osaka

I know you guys are probably just going to scroll past this because it’s not related to the blog or anything but I feel like this should be talked about. I couldn’t just leave this be or let it go or ignore it, because it just has to be talked about.

It’s all over Twitter, all over any social media. Jimin fell off the stage and has lost his consciousness to the point that he clearly doesn’t remember what happened prior to collapsing.

BigHit did release a statement saying that Jimin had collapsed due to holding his breath in for too long during a game, triggering his parasympathetic nerves and affecting his balance, which led to his blood pressure to drop, and led to his collapse. 

They also stated that they will pay close attention to him and that he is currently taking rest.

A few moments after the event had happened, he tweeted a selca saying that ARMYs shouldn’t worry and that he is sorry for what had happened. 

I’ll just get straight to my view of this whole situation.

Jimin didn’t need to apologize.

Jimin should take rest, and when I mean rest, I mean a full rest in which he sleeps and eats well.

Jimin needs to take care of his health.

I’m a Jimin stan and hearing what had happened to him was seriously kind of like a wake up call to the harsh reality of being an idol.

Yes, being an idol means that health will be at risk. Yes, being an idol means that there will be endless performances and concerts that there’s no time for rest. 

And yes, being an idol means putting fanservice before health.

But all that matters to me right now, ever since they debuted, is their health. All I want is for the members to take a rest, and to eat well. Why? Because things just like this can happen at any time.

I just want Jimin and the rest of the members to take a rest and to recover on their health. 

Jimin has been dieting, working out, and because of their hectic schedule, he also doesn’t get any sleep. It’s also the same for the rest of the members.

And the fact that Jimin apologized for what had happened, it makes me sick. He didn’t need to apologize. I feel like we should apologize for overworking them so much to the point that their health is at risk. 

All I want is for Jimin to take rest. If he needs to take a break from us or something just to take some rest and to recover, I don’t fucking care, he needs his rest. He needs to take care of himself. If taking rest and recovering only meant that he would take a break from the group, I don’t fucking care, take all the rest that you can because that’s what I want.

And I’m sure that that’s what we all want. We all want them to take care of themselves and to look after themselves. 

At this point, I don’t fucking care about what it takes for Bangtan to take a rest and to take a legit break. I really don’t. What I care about is for them to take that rest because they seriously need it.

They all need to take care of themselves.

And that’s all I want.

That’s all we want.

So Much Better (Taehyung x Reader)

A/N: SORRY FOR THE LAME TITLE So I was lacking inspiration the other day, so I started a random fic and it turned into this. It’s kinda long and I edited the heck out of it. I hope it’s worth reading because I don’t know how I feel about it. But it’s fluffy fluff so~ UPDATE: I tried so hard to fix this cringy mess into something readable. I haven’t read back over it in ages because of how much I hated it, but I THINK its less embarrassing now. It’s still not very good, but read at your own risk. Just remember as your reading that this is the LESS CRINGY version. It used to be much worse x.x Genre: Fluffffffff and cringe Words: 3,400+

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“No!” I cried as Taehyung pulled on my blanket. I had been taking a peaceful nap when all the sudden my warmth had been interrupted by my best friend who decided it was a great idea to let himself in my house with my parents and brothers at the house. What did he think he would accomplish?

“You should get up Y/N~!” he pouted as I pulled my blanket out of his hands, “Hopie Hyung just said you’ve been sleeping all afternoon.

I groan and sigh, remembering the events before my nap. Napping tends to be my coping mechanism when things go wrong in my life.

For instance, this time it was because my ex decided he wanted to get back together. He’s been texting me for the past two weeks asking me to get back together with him, and I keep telling him I’ll think about it.

“God,” I whispered and grabbed for my phone, looking at the screen with tired eyes. I had three missed calls from him and ten texts asking if I was there. I threw my phone on the table and turned to face the back of the couch as Taehyung let out a frustrated huff.

“Don’t make me call Hopie and Monnie Hyung in here,” he threatened as I waved my hand at him to signal for him to go ahead. I didn’t want to get up any time soon.

“Heyy!” Taehyung cried at my action, “Please~! I had a fun lazy day planned down in the basement for you… I set up your favorite games and we could even watch Netflix if you don’t feel like playing anything…”

“Taehyung,” I said as my voice was muffled into the couch, “I appreciate it, but I’m not in the mood. My ex won’t quit calling and texting me. He wants to get back together, but I don’t know. I’m not totally against it, but I’m afraid he’ll kiss another girl again.”

Taehyung grew silent as I took it as victory. He’s finally gonna leave me to my sleep, I hope.

“Y/N… Come downstairs with me.” He said in a desperate tone, “I’ll make you forget he even exists.”

The way he worded it and the way his voice sounded as he said it sent shivers down my spine.

I may have a tiny crush on Taehyung, but it wasn’t anything too big. Things would get complicated if I liked him too much. The number one thing is because he’s my best friend and is also best friends with my brothers… it’d just be too weird.

Also because he doesn’t like me in that way. I’m like another little sister to him.

“Hey… Y/N…” he said softly, nudging my shoulder. I took a deep breath and rolled over, sitting up in the process.

Although sitting up was not a good idea, because Taehyung’s face happened to appear right in front of mine.

Our eyes widened as he flew back and I scooted as far backwards as possible. He bumped the table and ended up falling to the floor, landing on his rear with a tiny cry of slight pain

“I-I’m sorry!” He laughed awkwardly as he got back up off the floor, “I didn’t think you were actually going to get up so easily.”

I tried to laugh it off as well, “Its fine…! Now what were you saying about the games?”

Taehyung rushed up and grabbed my hand, yanking me forward. I hit his chest, but for some reason he didn’t find this awkward and just held me close to him as we walked. His hand stayed around my wrist as we made our way downstairs.

“Hopie and Monnie hyung aren’t here right now,” Taehyung informed as I nodded and looked down at his hand around my arm. He didn’t seem to notice as he just continued to walk, dragging me with him, “They went out with the other guys. Your parents are also gone, by the way. Your mom forced your dad to go to a baby shower despite all the whining he did, saying he’d be the only male there.”

I let out a laugh at his explanation, seeing the whole scene playing out in my head. Why my mom wanted my dad to go to a baby shower with her is beyond me. It wasn’t till a few seconds later that I had registered what he said about my brothers.

“What- They went out with all of the guys?”

“Yeah,” Taehyung said as he let go of my wrist and spun around to face me, “Why?”

“Why didn’t you go?” I asked and crossed my arms across my chest. He copied me and gave me a pouting lip.

“Uh, because someone had to cheer you up?” he said as if it was obvious, but I just shook my head.

“You should be with them, Taehyung,” I said as he shook his head and grabbed my shoulders.

“No,” he said, spinning me around in his arms and pushing me to the couch, “I would rather cheer you up than go bowling with them.”

“Taehyung,” I said in a serious voice, but he just put his hand in front of my mouth and moved my head to where he could look me in the eyes.

“No.” he said slowly, “I’m staying with you to get over what’s-his-face~! I’ll do anything that I have to.”

I was totally fine until I saw his smile and his eyebrows raise up and down suggestively. My eyes widened and my face turned bright red as I took a pillow from the couch and threw it at him.

“That’s not funny, Taehyung,” I scolded as I could feel the heat in my face.

“Hey, I was just joking, Y/N~. You don’t have to get so worked up!”

I took a deep breath and tried to shrug the previous events off my mind, “Okay, it’s time for us to play Mario Kart 8 and see who the winner is this week.”

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“HA!” I yelled in victory as Taehyung scoffed at the screen, “I WIN~!”

“It was by three points,” He stuck his tongue out at me as I poked his nose and continued laughing.

“I still won~!” I quietly squealed as I moved to lay my head in his lap, “I’ve won three weeks in a row, Taehyung! It’s time for you to step up your game.”

“Heyy,” he sighed and poked my forehead, “Wow, you think you can just trash your Oppa like that?”

“Yep~,” I sang as he rolled his eyes and poked my forehead again.

“You must be hungry, right? I should make you a sandwich~.” He started to get up and pulled me up along with him, “I don’t think you had any lunch, so let’s make that two sandwiches…”

“Taehyung!” I cried as he just ignored me and pulled me up the stairs, “Let go, you’re getting worse than Hoseok and Namjoon Oppa!”

“Maybe because I care about you more than they do,” he stated as I felt my face heat up. Why was I blushing? He didn’t mean it in the way he made it sound.

“I don’t know why~.” I sung, but he just sighed and shook his head.

“If you bag on yourself one more time tonight, I’m going to have to go to drastic measures to make sure you know all of this isn’t true.” He scolded, finally entering the kitchen.

“Yeah, yeah. Whatever Taehyung…” I laughed and poked his side as he slightly jumped and glared playfully at me.

“Hey… was that a declaration of war?” Taehyung’s head tilted to the side as I bit my lip and backed away. He took that as a yes as he lunged forward, reaching for my shirt. I dodged just in time as I ran to the living room and ran to the other side of the couch. I looked behind me to see my brother’s bedroom door wide open.

Taehyung jumped over the couch and I screamed, running for Hoseok Oppa’s room. I tried to slam the door closed, but Taehyung was too fast for me. I laughed and pushed on the door to try and close it, but he was much stronger than me. After he flung the door open, I squealed and jumped on Oppa’s bed and tried to crawl over, but Taehyung quickly jumped on me and caged me under his arms and legs.

I flipped over and pushed on his chest, trying to push him off of me, but I wasn’t having any luck. It only took a few more seconds in that position for me to realize what kind of situation this was.

“Taehyung-”

I was cut off as he got off of me before I could ask him to. He laughed it off and grabbed my arm, pulling me up. We made our way back into the kitchen as he started to make two sandwiches; one for me and one for him.

“Thank you~,” I sang as he handed me my sandwich. I smiled and took a bite of the delicious snack.

Though only seconds after I took the bite, I heard my phone ringing in my pocket. I slowly pulled it out and sighed, reading the contact up at the top of my screen.

“My ex is calling again,” I told Taehyung as he suddenly took an interest in the kitchen island.

“Ah… You probably shouldn’t answer it,” He advised, “And block his number if he doesn’t leave you alone.”

I blinked a few times and studied his expressions as I looked back down at my phone. He’s right. Even if I had any feelings left for that jerk, I shouldn’t go crawling back to him. He’d probably just end up cheating again.

“Yeah, thanks Tae….” I sighed as I took another bite from the sandwich he made me, “Getting back with him would be wrong on so many levels.”

“Yeah,” Taehyung tried to laugh and make a joke out of the situation, “Giving him another chance to break your heart would be a dumb move.”

“Not only that, but it would be too satisfying for him~.” I added, starting to really see how bad of an idea it was.

“Plus he smells bad half the time,” Taehyung scrunched up his nose as I tried to hold back my laughter, “I swear he only showers once a week.”

“More like once a month!” I giggled, finding this new insult game really fun.

“That would explain the grease in his hair almost every day,” Taehyung smiled as I bit my lip, jumping up onto one of the bar stools I was standing next to.

“Plus it’d be weird to date him when I have feelings for you,” I let out a few laughs as the words left my mouth, only for my eyes to widen when I realized what I just said.

Taehyung’s eyebrows raised in surprise as my face immediately turned so red. It was silent for a whole lot longer than I would have liked, only to have Taehyung move closer to me.

“Ahha…” I looked to the floor, “I didn’t mean to say that out loud…”

Taehyung just kept moving closer until he was right in front of me, looking at me in the eyes. His face was totally blank and hard to read as I continued smiling nervously, cursing myself in my head.

“I’m s-sorry!” I continued with my sheepish, embarrassed smile that seemed to be permanent. I was terrified of what was to happen next, but despite how scared I was, I couldn’t rid of the awkward smile on my face.

“Y/N…” Taehyung softly said, his blank expression never leaving, “Did you just confess to me?”

“I-I mean, hold up!” I held up my hands and he just moved closer. I quickly regretted sitting down on this chair, “I did, but you don’t have to respond! It’s more like a crush, so it’s not like we can’t be friends still!”

Taehyung let out a little pout, “Aww… crush? I was hoping for something more mutual.”

“Well, I can give up- Wait, what exactly do you mean by mutual? Because if it’s to see you as a friend, sure! I don’t want to make you feel-”

“No~,” the cute Taehyung was slowly appearing in front of me, “I mean I want you to fall in love with me.”

“Well of course I can!” I started, “I shouldn’t have ever even brought up that I-…”

It was silent for a few seconds before my face felt like it was on fire. I wanted to shrink back, but there was nowhere to shrink away to. He was so close and the back to the chair refused to let me turn or lean away.

“Wh-What?” I choked out as Taehyung’s box smile appeared on his face. His eyes shrank as his smile grew, only for both to disappear from my sight all together.

To say that I knew what was going on when his lips touched mine would be giving me too much credit, because I honestly was still confused. My mind was less focused on the kiss and more focused on trying to figure out his words he had said seconds before.

When Taehyung’s hand moved to my hair to run his fingers through it, his actions all crashed into me at once. His other hand reached up to cup my cheek as his lips moved on mine. I wish I could say that I figured out what he had said by then, but I felt so slow. If there was anyone slower than me, I bless that poor soul and hope that they don’t get put in situations like this.

He finally pulled away from me as my eyes locked on to his upset ones. My confused mind immediately went away as he pulled away with an apologetic look on his face.

“Ah, I-I’m sorry… I thought that… God, I’m sorry!” he laughed, although it looked like he was breaking down on the inside.

It was so awkwardly silent for a few seconds, and just as Taehyung looked down and started walking away from me, my big mouth opened to speak the words I was trying to find earlier.

“Taehyung… do you like me?”

More frustratingly awkward silence appeared as I felt the wheels in my head turning again. My embarrassment started to appear again as I felt like I was about to be crowned the dumbest female of the year.

“Of course I don’t. I just kiss all of my friends like that. Haven’t you seen me and Hoseok?” Taehyung teases as I glare and lightly hit his shoulder. I mean, yeah I had a ton of stupid moments just now, but did he really have to make fun of me like that?

“Taehyung!” I slightly cried, “I don’t know! I have smaller brains than a newborn puppy when people pull things like this, no matter how painfully obvious the person’s message is!”

“Ahh,” Taehyung moved back into the position we were in right before the kiss, “Will that happen every time I kiss you?”

“I hope not,” my eyes widen, “It’s so frustrating not being able to say I love you back without it sounding stupid.”

Taehyung let out a cute giggle and he poked my nose, “And are all your confessions going to end up being said in an accidental way? I mean, it’s cute~ but I want you to be able to directly tell me your feelings.”

“I’m sorry,” I groaned, “I’ll try to stop that… but my brain might oppose to the idea.”

“Mmm, either way, I still love you,” Taehyung’s nose brushed against mine. I smiled warmly at him and started to feel butterflies in my stomach.

It wasn’t long till our lips met again, and this time I kissed him back. I smiled into the kiss and ran my fingers through his hair, enjoying every second of it. This was certainly better than the last kiss.

His hands moved to rest on my hips and he pulled me closer to him. I felt him smile into the kiss as well, and I even saw his smile when we pulled away for air. Seconds later we were back into the kiss, except this one was deeper than the other two.

“Ayy, Taehyung! Y/N! We’re all back!”

My eyes widened as I jumped backwards, moving the chair in a way to where it started tipping over. I could feel myself falling and braced myself for the fall, only to be grabbed around the waist and pulled back into Taehyung’s hold.

“Where are you guys?” I heard Jungkook call as I squealed, moving away from Taehyung. He didn’t seem to resist much, but he pouted at me right before I saw Jimin appear in the living room.

“Y/N!” He yelled as he ran to me and hugged me, “I hope you’re feeling better! If Taehyung didn’t do a good job, I might just have to kick him.”

I giggled as Yoongi appeared after Jimin, instantly spotting the chair on the floor, “Oh, is that what happened? I thought I heard a crash when we came in…”

“Ohh, is that food?” Seokjin ran in and stood in front of Taehyung’s untouched sandwich, “I hope you know I’m eating this considering the bowling alley’s food prices were too much for what we had and I’m starving.”

“Ah, those prices!” Hoseok cried as he came in from the living room, “I wanted a drink, but I didn’t bring any money, plus the prices were too high! We all decided we’d just eat here.”

“It was 6,000 won for just water!” Namjoon cried from the living room, but not entering the kitchen until Jungkook emerged from the bathroom.

“And the bathrooms were so gross,” Jungkook whined as Jimin nodded in agreement, “I swear that they hadn’t been cleaned in ten years, maybe more.”

“I felt like it was a bathroom from hell,” Yoongi added, causing everyone to laugh and throw in a chorus of ‘Ew’s.

“Okay okay,” Taehyung laughed, waving his hand at his Hyungs, “Can we stop talking about gross things and eat?”

“I agree!” Seokjin laughed as he finished the last bite of Taehyung’s sandwich. His eyes locked onto mine which had two bites out of it. “Heeyyyy~ Are you going to finish your sandwich, Y/N?”

“Yes,” Taehyung answered, “She’s barely eaten the past two days. Don’t touch her food.”

Seokjin frowned, “Y/N! You need to eat it right now! Food is important.”

“I know, Oppa!” I cried, “I heard enough from Taehyung.”

“Ooooo~,” Jimin and Jungkook smiled as Taehyung laughed with them, “What happened while we were gone?”

“Ah, nothing really,” I shrugged, “We played Mario Kart and had a tickle war… then came in here to eat.”

“And you guys ate so much,” Yoongi said as Hoseok looked around the kitchen.

“Did we interrupt your lunch?” he asked, “Because you guys hardly ate anything.”

“We got distracted by my ex calling,” I said without thinking. I was trying to get myself killed by telling them everything! Why can’t I control my mouth today?

“Ew,” Namjoon said, “I hope you didn’t answer it.”

“I didn’t,” I defended, “And then Taehyung and I started playing the insult game and insulted him before you guys came in.”

“Yeah, and she confessed to me in the process.”

…

“WHAT?!”

“Taehyung!” I cried as I hid my face. Jungkook and Jimin ran up to us and started flooding us with questions as Hoseok started giggling girlishly. Namjoon sighed and smiled as Yoongi and Seokjin seemed more focused on sleep and food than the commotion around them.

“You guys finally got together!” Hoseok cried in happiness, “I always knew that it would be Y/N’s clumsiness that got you two together!”

“H-Hey!” I cried as Taehyung just laughed and put an arm around my waist. His head rested on mine and my face started turning red again.

“So that being said, Y/N is mine,” He bragged, placing a kiss on my temple, “So no stealing her! Got it, Jimin?”

“Me?” Jimin frowned, “I wouldn’t steal your girl from you. I’m not that low!”

I just laughed nervously at all the attention I was getting as I moved my head to hide my face in his neck.

“Ah, you two are so cute!” Hoseok squealed as I shrank into his arms even more.

“You guys should leave the lovebirds alone,” Seokjin laughed, “You should focus on eating noodles more than on them, got it?”

“Noodles?” Jimin ran up to Seokjin, “Man, I’m so hungry!”

“Okay,” Hoseok nodded and moved toward Seokjin.

They all started to sit around the island as Taehyung moved me off him to pick up the seat that I knocked over.

“So,” Jungkook cut in after I sat down, “Have you and Hyung kissed yet?”

“H-Hey!”

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A/N: I would put more thoughts, but I’m so exhausted from school starting... I hope it was enjoyable~ As far as I think, it’s okay, but I’m not 100% sure (It was not okay before I edited this mess) Requests for fanfics are open~! (after reading this garbage I don’t understand why you’d want to request something from me lol)

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Emotionless (Doctor!Seokjin x Patient!OC) Part 7

I AM SO SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG PLEASE FORGIVE ME! In my defense, I’ve been busyish/sleep deprived lately with summer home work, plus I rewrote this part at least three times before I decided it was good enough. Also this part is extra long so please take this as an ‘I’m sorry’ gift xD I’m still not too thrilled with it, but I feel like I did the best I could~ I hope it’s enjoyable Genre: Fluff/Angst/Drama Words: 3,300+

Part 6 - Part 8

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“Jimin?” Taehyung blinked as he looked from Jungkook to Nayoung, “You want to call Jimin over here?”

“Why not?” Jungkook pouted, “Jimin wouldn’t hurt Nayoung…”

“I can’t believe I’m hearing you say this,” Taehyung laughed, but quickly looked to Nayoung, “Yah, but don’t you think it’s too much for her to meet two idiots in one day?”

Jungkook pouted and threw one of Nayoung’s stuffed animals at Taehyung, “Don’t ask me, ask her.”

“But she doesn’t know what to expect with Jiminie Hyung.”

“But she’s texted him before, neh?”

“…Well, yeah…” Taehyung thought for a second only to hit his head, “AISH! Jin Hyung is turning me into some precautious worry-about-everything loser.”

Nayoung slightly giggled at the two as she caught their attention. The two of them looked at her with a confused expression as she handed her phone to Taehyung. Jungkook ran to the other side of the bed to look at what was on the screen.

To Jiminie: Yah, can you head to the hospital~? Jungkook and Taehyung-ssi are fighting about you coming here, kekeke.

From Jiminie: Of course~ I’ve been wanting to for ages~

“Jiminie?” Taehyung pouted, “Why don’t I have a cute nickname for my contact?”

Jungkook snatched her phone and went to her contacts, smiling at his contact, “Jungkookie~ Hah, Taehyung, mines cute~!”

Taehyung and Jungkook got in another fight as Nayoung rolled her eyes, taking her phone back from the two of them.

Their bickering went on and on, only to make Nayoung slightly impatient with the two. She pulled her phone out to pass the time by playing games.

Shortly after, the door opened to reveal a very red haired Jimin in the doorway. He stepped inside with his hands behind his back. Taehyung and Jungkook finally snapped out of their fight when they saw Jimin appear.

Omo his hair is a lot redder than in the pictures, she thought as a smile found its way on her face.

“Annyeong Nayoung~!” Jimin waved with his free hand, moving closer to her bed, “I was going to bring food but I assumed you’d enjoy this more…”

Nayoung’s eyes brightened as her eyes landed on the 3DS in his hand. She quickly grabbed it from him, opening it up and turning it on.

“Yah!” Taehyung and Jungkook cried as Jimin just laughed. “You think you can buy your way into her heart like that? I think not.” Jungkook crossed his arms across his chest.

“Calm down, it’s my brother’s old one. He doesn’t play it any more so I asked him if I could give it to her.” Jimin explained as he gave a sheepish smile that made Nayoung squeal on the inside. He’s so cute!

“But still!” Taehyung cried, “first it’s Jin Hyung, and now you, buying your way to her… What about the ones who don’t have money? Huh?!”

“Calm down, Taehyung,” Jimin laughed, causing Nayoung to fangirl again at his adorable laugh, “You just don’t want to admit that I am better than you, with or without gifts.”

Nayoung was hardly paying attention to the fighting as she played around with the 3DS, opening all the apps in it. It started to get louder and louder at all the arguing, but she was used to it at this point.

“Oh my gosh!” a voice was heard from the doorway, causing all the boys to look. They all spotted an unimpressed Hyemi in the doorway with a clipboard in her hands. “I need all of you out of here. Now!”

Taehyung narrowed his eyes, “Waeyo? Why would we leave her alone with you?”

“Because Seokjin Sunbae said I should give her a checkup while he’s working on the other patients.”

“Why should we believe you?” Jungkook jumps in, causing Hyemi’s attention to move to him. She tried her best to keep her cool at their judging stares.

“I have her papers that he gave me. His signature is at the bottom,” she moved closer so they could look at the paper, “Now leave before I kick you all out of the hospital.”

Jungkook and Taehyung grumbled as they got up and Jimin gave Nayoung a sweet smile before leaving. Nayoung felt more and more dread as she watched them leave, wishing she could call them back in the room.

The feeling in the room suddenly turned dark as Nayoung watched Hyemi sit down and look at the clip board. She hadn’t felt this uncomfortable in a while and she forgot how to deal with it. She wanted to tell Hyemi to get out and bring the other’s back in, but she was more terrified of speaking than of Hyemi.

“You…” Hyemi sighed and didn’t look up from the clip board, “You know why I’m really here, don’t you?”

Within those words, she felt her body freeze. What…? She sounds so… angry? Did I do something wrong?

Hyemi finally looked up to Nayoung with hard eyes, causing Nayoung to look down and shake her head. She was terrified of Hyemi at this point. She thought of texting for the boys to get back into the room as fast as possible, but she was terrified that Hyemi would yell at her for it.

“You should know,” Hyemi bitterly laughed, “I’ve been wanting to talk to you even since you decided it was okay for you to open up to people.”

Nayoung blinked in confusion as she looked back up at Hyemi, “You think I don’t know what you’re up to? You don’t think I know how you actually feel? You think you can just swoop in and act like you have some kind of talking disorder? That’s hardly heard of, Nayoung.”

Nayoung felt a shiver move through her body at Hyemi’s tone. It was even more intimidating knowing that she couldn’t talk back to her words and tell her she was wrong.

“Why don’t you give up and talk to me already? I know you’re being a fake at this point. Just finally talk and tell me that you’re really just using Seokjin Sunbae for his looks… for his kindness… and for his friends.”

Nayoung’s eyes widened as she shook her head furiously to indicate how wrong Hyemi was. Not one of those statements are true.

“Oh come on Nayoung!” she practically yelled, “you’ve been given everything you want left and right and you have company almost all the time! There is no way you’re giving that up, right?! I know you’re a fake! You’re just using them!”

Nayoung continued to shake her head at Hyemi as she just glared and grabbed Nayoung’s chin to stop her from moving her head.

“You make me sick,” Hyemi said as she shoved Nayoung back, “If you’re gonna sit here and tell me that this is all genuine, I want to know what the heck you think you’re doing with Seokjin Sunbae.”

Nayoung tried her best to move away from Hyemi, only to hit the edge of the bed. She put one foot on the floor, but Hyemi started crawling on to the bed to get in her face.

“You’re such a nuisance to him! You hold him back from doing his job every day! Because of you, he could lose his job! Do you realize how SELFISH you’re being?!” she practically yelled at her. Nayoung felt panicked and claustrophobic with Hyemi so close, so she quickly darted out of the bed. She rushed to the door as fast as she could only to be grabbed by Hyemi and roughly pulled back.

Nayoung's light figure practically flew backwards as Nayoung's head hit the metal on her TV tray, causing her to cry out a lot louder than she would have liked. She reflexively reached up to cover the bump that was creating on her head as tears fell from her eyes. It wasn’t till then that she realized how long it had been since she cried. She quickly buried her face into her knees as more tears fell, causing Hyemi to glare at down at her.

“Oh please! Don’t give me that," Hyemi scoffed, "You don’t care if you ruin Seokjin Sunbae! You’re using him! You’re hurting him! His job is at stake and he’s been so stressed all because of you!”

That night on the bus flashed in Nayoung's mind as her grip tightened on her clothes. She was slightly shaking in both fear and regret as she thought of how true Hyemi could have been about Seokjin. Was she really stressing him out? Was it really a chore for him to keep her company?

"I heard Nayoung yelling; what the heck is going on-?"

Hyemi and Nayoung both froze at the sound of the voice. The entire room was silent as Nayoung shrunk further into the side of the bed she was sitting next to.

Hyemi's eyes locked onto Jimin and Jungkook as her mouth closed and her body moved back in slight shame.

Jimin moved to Nayoung's side and placed his hand on her shoulder gently as she jumped at his touch, "Nayoung... It's just Jimin and Jungkook… We're not going to hurt you."

Nayoung tried to sink further into the side of the bed as Jungkook headed over to check up on her as well. Hyemi took this as an opportunity to run as she headed to the door to avoid having to deal with yelling from Jikook.

“Nayoung Noona~,” he tried to smile for her, “Nayoung Noona, you shouldn’t cry~! Everything that Hyemi-ssi said is a lie…”

Hyemi scoffed and turned around with the hopes of being free, but her body quickly came in contact with none other than Kim Seokjin’s as she headed out.

“Wh-What the- what happened?” Seokjin’s eyes moved from Nayoung to Hyemi as Taehyung appeared behind him, “Nayoung? Nayoung, are you- omo you’re crying.”

Taehyung blocked the door so Hyemi couldn’t slip out as Seokjin ran to Nayoung, shoving Jimin and Jungkook off, “Nayoung? Nayoung, its Seokjin Oppa…”

Nayoung didn’t look up at his voice but instead moved backwards. Seokjin blinked a few times before feeling panic over-take him. What was she doing? Did he hurt her somehow? What did he do??

“Noona,” Jungkook spoke softly as he and Jimin moved behind Seokjin, “Noona don’t do this~! You remember who we are, right?”

Hyemi started to grow impatient standing at the door with Taehyung as she finally looked at him. He had a blank expression on his face staring off into nothing as Hyemi attempted to shove past him.

His hand snapped from his side and held her arm in a death hold, causing her to grunt in pain. His grip started to tighten even more as Hyemi cried out and tried to pull away.

“You try to leave again and I’ll do more than just that,” Taehyung threatened as his eyes looked at her. His eyes were clouded over with hatred, causing Hyemi to look to the ground. Her previous rude and confident attitude was now long out the window.

“Nayoung,” Seokjin cried again, trying to cover it over with a nervous laugh, “Did I do something to you? I’m sorry… I’ve tried so hard to not make you uncomfortable and yet I’ve done it anyway…”

Nayoung’s tears never broke as she sniffed, trying to curl up as tight as possible. Hyemi was right, wasn’t she? She was slowly ruining Seokjin’s life, and she felt helpless about it. No matter what she did, he’d always be there whether she asked him to or not…

And the same with all his friends… mainly Taehyung, actually. Taehyung was up at the hospital as much as he possibly could be, averting him from having more friends than the five he’s close with. She was slowly ruining all of them, not just Seokjin.

Was pushing him away the right decision? If she pushed him away, wouldn’t he just try and get back in?

But it wouldn’t hurt trying… She wanted anything but for him to lose his job because of her.

“Nayoung,” he called, pulling her out of her thoughts. His voice was so calming yet so upsetting all at the same time… “Nayoung-ssi, I’m sorry… please, I didn’t mean to hurt you.”

She wanted so bad to cry out to him; to tell him to quit apologizing for nothing. She should be the one apologizing, not him! Her thoughts were so clouded over and she couldn’t think straight. What was she supposed to do?!

“Nayoung, please respond to us,” Jimin called softly, “any one of us. Just something that tells us you hear us.”

In response she just moved away from them, but they just moved closer.

“I-I’m sorry,” Seokjin continued whispering, “I’m so sorry…”

Anger started to build in her the more he apologized. He SHOULDN’T be apologizing! He needs to stop apologizing!

“We’re all sorry, Nayoung,” Jungkook added, slightly mumbling, “I shouldn’t have forced too much on you all at once.”

Stop.

“And I shouldn’t have come today,” Jimin nervously laughed, “I should have waited until there were less people… It’s best that we don’t crowd you.”

Stop it.

“And I shouldn’t have let them all come here. I knew it was bad news from the start and I should have been-”

“Shut up!”

The room grew silent as everyone froze. Not one soul moved a muscle, hardly anyone took a breath. The only movement made was the shifting of everyone’s eyes in the room to Nayoung who still hardly moved from her original position.

Nayoung hadn’t even realized what she had done until images of the bus crash flashed in her mind again, scaring her even more than she already was. If only those horrible images would go away, maybe it’d be easier to talk… her mind cried as she felt the stares of everyone around her.

Seokjin didn’t know what to do. He had never felt more helpless in his entire life as he stared at Nayoung’s shaking figure.

“N-Noona?” Jungkook choked out as the movement in the room returned, “Wh-…what-”

“Get out.” She choked out, shoving away the thoughts of the crash. If she could just hold out the images away from her mind for long enough to push them out…

Seokjin’s whole body was shaking; not one part of him was calm as her voice rung through his ears.

“Nayoung, listen to me.”

Everyone’s eyes moved to Taehyung as he found that as a sign to continue, “I know Hyemi said things to you, and I have a pretty good idea of what she said. I just want you to know that none of them are true.”

“Hyemi?” Seokjin interrupted, “You think Hyemi did this?”

“Yes!” the maknae line cried as Seokjin’s eyes moved to Hyemi who was taking an interest in the floor.

“B-But… why?”

“Because you love Nayoung,” Jungkook answered, causing Nayoung’s body to stiffen, “and she loves you.”

Seokjin looked from Hyemi to Nayoung over and over as Taehyung moved from the door. He bent down next to Nayoung and forced her to look up, showing her tearstained face. Everyone’s eyes softened at the pathetic condition their friend was in.

Hyemi took this as an opportunity to slip out of the room while everyone was distracted. Jungkook and Jimin noticed but didn’t even bother with her, knowing she would have to face Seokjin later.

“I want you to listen to me,” Taehyung looked into her confused and depressed eyes as Seokjin moved to hold her hand. She wanted to pull away, but the feeling was too nice for her to really think about it, “Pushing us away isn’t going to solve anything. It’ll make you unhappy, it’ll make your friends like us unhappy, and it’ll absolutely crush Jin Hyung.”

Nayoung moved her eyes to the floor as Seokjin gave her hand a reassuring squeeze, “I would rather you stab me every time you looked at me than for you to not look at me at all, Nayoung…”

Nayoung swallowed nervously as Jungkook laid on the bed that was now behind her and started playing with her hair, “I need a friend to play games with me, Noona~. If I don’t have you then who will?”

“And who will we be able to text to get us to laugh?” Jimin asked with a frown on his face, “Without you I’d be bored at home all the time with no one to talk to.”

The room grew silent for a few seconds before Seokjin moved a little closer, still holding her hand.

“And if I didn’t have you… my day would be so dull and boring,” Seokjin started as his face started turning red. He didn’t necessarily love that his friends were listening to him but it wasn’t going to stop him from saying what needed to be said, “Not only would my day be boring; my life would be boring. I can’t live without you, Nayoung-ssi… I love you too much to let you leave me.”

Jimin and Jungkook refrained from cheering or making cat calls as Nayoung’s eyes moved over to meet Seokjin’s. Taehyung moved away from the two of them as Nayoung moved closer to Seokjin, wrapping her arms tightly around him.

“And also,” Seokjin whispered in her ear, “Your voice is beautiful, even if you’re yelling at me.”

Nayoung’s face broke out into a smile as she moved her arms around his neck and sat in his lap. Jimin watched in awe, only to be dragged out by Jungkook and Taehyung who decided they should have some privacy.

Fluffy Bonus-

“Is your head okay?” Seokjin frowned when she cried out to his hand brushing over the bump on her head, “What happened?”

Nayoung nodded her head to indicate that it was fine, only for Seokjin to try and move her head so that he could look.

“Did Hyemi do that to you, too?” he growled as she pushed his hands away. She slightly nodded, but put a hand on his mouth to silence him. She laid her head on his shoulder and reached up to mess with his hair.

“I’m fine…” her soft voice said as Seokjin let out a sigh of content. The two sat in a comfortable silence for a few minutes, enjoying the moment while it lasted. “I really do love you,” Seokjin said a few minutes later, “I’m sorry I didn’t ever really tell you out loud until now.”

“Ani,” she spoke softly as he looked to her with a cute expression on his face which caused her to giggle.

“Nayoungie~ I love your voice so much,” Seokjin placed a kiss on her cheek, “Even if I’ll only get to hear it once in my life time, I’ll never forget it.”

Nayoung’s smile never faded as she tried talking once more. It was getting easier and easier to block out everything that was preventing her from speaking before.

“M-Mianhae…” she almost whispered as Seokjin looked to her in confusion.

“For what? For what just happened?”

“N-Neh…” she nodded once in a cute way, causing Seokjin to let out a giggle.

“Don’t be sorry,” he nuzzled her as he left a kiss by her ear, “I’ll make sure no one ever hurts you again, okay? So don’t get rid of me~!”

Nayoung smiled and cuddled into him even more than before, humming in agreement.

“You are too cute,” Seokjin practically squealed, “and your voice is so perfect, I love it so much!”

Nayoung grabbed one of his hands and kissed the back of it as he rested his head on hers. The sat in silence for a few seconds before Nayoung tried to speak again.

“O-Oppa?”

“Omo,” Seokjin giggled girlishly, “I love it when you say Oppa! You are so cute I just can’t-”

“Oppa!” Nayoung cried softly as he covered his mouth, trying to stop his fangirling over her.

“Neh~?” he cutely said as Nayoung mentally scolded him for being so adorable.

She hesitated a few seconds, lifting her head so that she could look him in the eye, “Saranghaeyo~…”

Seokjin looked at her with a blank expression for a few seconds before he pulled her into a hug, “Omomo I can’t contain myself; you are so cute!”

“O-Oppa!”

Little fluffy bonus because I took so long to post~ Also, I’m trying to decide if I should make the series a bit longer. If I don’t it’ll end around 10 chapters, but if I get enough feedback with the story, I’ll continue it for around 15 to 20 more chapters. It’s up to all of you~ Have a question? Don’t hesitate to ask~ ^.^

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