Voicemail (Jungkook X Reader)

Voicemail (Jungkook x Reader)

A/N: I actually had this finished a long time ago and hated it so much that I didn’t want to post it. Turns out it was totally fine when I read over it months later, so here it is! xD I promise it isn’t the trash that I thought it was before lol

Summary: “Bye Jungkook…”I hesitated to end the call as I saw the timer continue along. I wanted to finish it already, but my mouth was dying to say something else.It was all over, anyway… so why not just leave it out in the open? “I love you,” I spoke with a slightly shaky voice. I didn’t give myself any time to think about what I had just said as I pressed the end button and left my phone in front of me.

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“Hey Jungkook,” I took a deep breath as I looked at my phone in front of me. The picture on Jungkook’s contact was staring at me as I felt my confidence dwindling. I couldn’t stop now. I’d already started talking. “I know I haven’t been returning your calls, and I’m sorry… I just have been really busy and didn’t have time to really talk.”

All my words were full of it and I wouldn’t be surprised if he could tell. I’d been anything but busy the past few weeks. I had no desire to talk to him. I even deliberately chose a bad time to call him, knowing he wouldn’t answer. I didn’t want to have to face the reality of the situation.

I still couldn’t face the reality of the situation.

His lips were on mine in an instant and he was pushing me into the wall behind me as I felt my eyes widen. It was no secret that he was drunk, but I didn’t think he was that drunk...

I pushed him off and looked at him as he just continued to stare at me with heavy lidded eyes. He wasn’t in his right mind and I couldn’t let any mistakes happen. It could ruin us for him pull anything, whether he was drunk or not.

“Y/N…” he called as a shiver ran down my spine. My name on his lips sounded so… right. I was weak to his voice, but his hushed and eager voice was killing me.

“Jungkook,” I tried to stay calm, but his breath on my skin was driving me crazy. The look in his eyes was so desperate, and my resolve was floating away.

“Y/N, I need this,” he slurred as my heart broke in half, “I need you to do this for me.”

I knew what it would mean if I did it. It would cost our friendship for me to give into the temptation. To him, it would just be another hook up; another check on his list. He wouldn’t think anything of it the next morning.

I, however, would remember every touch, every kiss, every moan… it would all haunt me until I drove myself absolutely insane. I knew exactly what it meant if I let him continue with me; if I let him take me into a bedroom and finish what he had started.

“Jungkook,” I tried to sound strong, but my voice was so incredibly weak. It was pitiful and soft, but that seemed to be a good sign in Jungkook’s book. He didn’t know what this would do to me…

I tried to push him completely off of me, but the moment I moved my hands to his chest to move him away, he leaned in again and captured my lips. His sudden kiss knocked the breath out of me as my hands grabbed onto his shirt desperately. I pulled him closer to me as I felt tears welling up in my eyes. I moved my hands to his shoulders keeping him as close to me as possible.

His lips were sloppily kissing mine as I kissed him in return. I could feel how needy he was as he licked my lips and pressed me hard against the wall he had pinned me against. I didn’t put up a fight as his tongue took over my mouth, moving around my tongue before he pulled away to take a quick breath.

“Can I?”

His eyes were staring into mine with such need and desperation. He looked so helpless, and I couldn’t help but wonder what got him to feel this way.

I just nodded before I had enough time to let my regret pull me out of it. I kept telling myself that I could back out at any moment as long as he didn’t pull me into a room…

But as the door shut behind the two of us and as Jungkook pinned me against the wall, I knew there was no going back. His hips were grinding mine as I moaned and held him against me. His mouth was still kissing mine as passionately as before, but his mind was elsewhere.

He didn’t even seem to notice my tears as he reached under my clothes and began caressing my stomach. He would never understand how long I had waited for a moment like this…

And he also had no idea how much it hurt that he only wanted me for a rebound.

“I know it’s been about three weeks and I just wanted to call and tell you that I’m doing just fine. I’m sure Jimin’s told you since I see him every day in class… He talks a lot, you know? He asks me for my life story, but I only tell him so much since I know he has gossip problems.”

I smiled as I talked into my phone, feeling myself reflect on the friend I had just mentioned. Jimin had introduced us when he invited me and a few of his other friends to go bowling. Jungkook had been flirting with two girls when I first met him, and I automatically labeled him as a guy I shouldn’t go near.

Later that night after I finished talking to Hoseok, one of Jimin and I’s other classmates, I ran back into Jungkook. He was just standing outside the hallway to the bathroom, looking into the arcade across the hall.

I knew I shouldn’t say anything to him. I should have just left him alone, but his expression made me feel pity on him.

“Did all the girls leave?” I joked as his eyes moved to look at me. He seemed slightly startled, but he recovered very quickly. I was waiting for some obnoxious pick up line to be thrown my way, but his words were tame.

“No,” he shook his head before leaning it against the wall. His eyes still stayed on mine as I got a good look at them. “They were boring, actually. One of them was way too eager. She asked me if I would take her to the bathroom later tonight.”

He let out a small laugh as I laughed along with him, “Good God, what a whore.”

“I’ll say,” he pushed himself off the wall as he seemed to get a little excited, “I even went up to bowl like everyone else and she started cheering really loudly. After about four frames, I quit so she would shut up.”

“No way,” I laughed as I looked toward the bowling alley, “I was wondering what all the noise was about. I didn’t think it was all over you.”

He nodded and looked in the same direction that I did, “I’m all for attention, but that was too much for me.”

I turned back to him while letting out a little laugh, and when my eyes met his once more, time seemed to stop.

Looking back on it, the time only stopped for me. To him, I was just another girl. At least in that moment I was.

“I’m Jungkook, by the way,” he held out his hand as his flirty smile appeared back on his face. I just looked down at his hand and then back up at him. Without taking his hand, I pushed myself off of the wall and started walking toward my original destination, the bathroom.

“Y/N,” I called after him, “I’ll see you around.”

And with that, Jungkook and I became fast friends. He never really hit on me, even in the beginning; he just treated me like a normal human being. I really enjoyed it at first, but somewhere along the way, my opinion changed.

It started to become a bad thing that he never flirted with me.

“I don’t have much time left before it times me out, so I’ll stop here,” I spoke as I took a deep breath. I shivered as I thought back to that night for a brief moment, feeling the regret in the pit of my stomach. I told myself to never let it happen unless he loved me like I did him. I swore to myself that I would be strong.

“Bye Jungkook…”

I hesitated to end the call as I saw the timer continue along. I wanted to finish it already, but my mouth was dying to say something else.

It was all over, anyway… so why not just leave it out in the open?

“I love you,” I spoke with a slightly shaky voice. I didn’t give myself any time to think about what I had just said as I pressed the end button and left my phone in front of me.

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I hadn’t expected a call or anything after I left the voicemail. I didn’t really even expect to see him again after I left that simple, yet complicated message.

It felt like it had been an eternity since I had seen him in the flesh, and it didn’t help that my last memory of seeing him was laying next to him in bed, wanting more than anything to erase what I had let happen.

“Y/N,” I looked up from my book and spotted Jimin sitting in front of me. I had forgotten that we were supposed to be studying for our Biology final next week. I honestly couldn’t keep my head straight, and I could tell Jimin’s patience was dwindling. “Are you even listening?”

“No,” I didn’t hesitate to answer. Jimin had no idea what had happened between Jungkook and I nearly a month ago. He didn’t know about my feelings, he didn’t know about that night, and he certainly didn’t know about the voicemail. If anyone were to tell him what happened, it would be Jungkook. I had no desire to get any pity looks from Jimin for the rest of my pitiful days.

“Could you at least sound a little sorry?” he seemed to be losing his patience with me. We’d been trying to study for the past hour, but thanks to me, we’ve gotten nowhere.

“I am sorry,” I spoke, but I didn’t sound genuine. I honestly did mean it, but I didn’t have the will to make it sound that way.

Jimin’s annoyance slightly grew, but I also saw a hint of pity in his eyes. That was the exact look I had been trying to avoid…

“Okay, what’s going on?” He asked, closing my text book that I had been blankly staring at, “You’ve been acting strange for so long. I was hoping it would wear off over a week or two, but you’re still in this… sulking state.”

I looked down at the textbook cover and sighed, tracing the animal on the front cover, “It’s not a big deal. I’m just stressed from all these exams, and merely looking at a textbook wears me out-”

“Y/N,” Jimin stopped me as I looked up at him. He wasn’t buying any of it, but I didn’t know why. Jimin wasn’t normally so intuitive that he could see through me that easily. Was I getting really bad at hiding it? I kept it up for so long that it became almost a second nature.

Though, the more I thought about not having heard a word from Jungkook in the past few days, the more upset I got. Thinking about him; about that voicemail… that was the only explanation as to why I couldn’t keep this up any longer. My body simply couldn’t, or just didn’t want to, keep up with my mind any longer.

“Y/N, I know something’s wrong,” he leaned forward and grabbed my chin. He moved my head so that I was looking him in the eye, and all my barriers felt like breaking, “I… I uh…”

Jimin’s hesitance made my stomach ache. I almost didn’t want to know what he was going to say. Did he know? Surely he didn’t know everything…

“I talked to Jungkook about you today.”

My heart felt like a needle was being plunged into it at his words. He talked to Jungkook. I couldn’t help but feel incredibly jealous over such a simple action. Just knowing that he had spoken to the person who was killing me on the inside was enough to knock the breath out of me.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” he asked with a soft voice. His eyes were filled with all the worry and concern that I wanted to see in Jungkook. I wanted to know if he would be concerned for me like Jimin was in this moment.

“I didn’t want to be pitied,” I answered, but it wasn’t the complete truth. The complete truth was that I didn’t want to say the reality of the situation. I didn’t want it to seem even more real than it already was. “I didn’t want you to see me as weak as I feel.”

Jimin grabbed my hand and squeezed it, “Hey… You should really talk to him. It’ll make the both of you feel so much better.”

“No,” I took my hand out of his grip and shook my head, “God, no. I can’t handle talking to him.”

“I know,” he swallowed, trying to hold my attention, “Y/N, look. You need to talk to him. He really wants to talk to you about a voicemail that you left.”

My stomach twisted and turned at the mention of my stupid mistake. I wanted more than anything to erase that stupid thing… “If he wanted to talk to me about it, he should have tried to contact me. I don’t like having to hear about what he wants through another person’s mouth when he could easily say it to me.”

“I understand,” Jimin nodded, grabbing hold of one of my hands again. I looked down at them and he pulled my pinky to point at the ceiling, “Can you promise me that you’ll at least close this out? Let this end with no questions?”

I wanted to say no just as much as I wanted to say yes. I felt like I already knew all the answers that I’d need to know…

But instead of rejecting his suggestion, I just wrapped my pinky around his and took a deep breath.

“I promise.”

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Not even a day after our promise, Jimin was begging me to go bowling with him, Hoseok, and Taehyung. He swore that Jungkook wouldn’t be there, but even if he wasn’t going to be there, I would still feel like he was. The bowling alley was not only our first encounter, but we also liked to hang out there a good bit of the time. Jungkook and I never really even bowled, but we’d watch our friends and then run off somewhere else, like the arcade they had in the back.

“I’m glad you came!” Hoseok smiled to me as I got out of my car. He and Taehyung had just arrived together since they’re roommates, and we were still waiting on Jimin. “Jimin told me that you’re starting to get sick of this place.”

I smiled nervously as I looked at the building. I was definitely not sick of the place, I just couldn’t help but have negative feelings toward it. It was a vessel harboring all my heartache; it was the place where it all began.

“Jimin lied,” I tried to put on a genuine smile, “I’m definitely not sick of this place. This is our hang out spot, after all.”

Hoseok nodded as Taehyung finally met up with the two of us. He had taken forever getting out of the car for some reason.

The three of us were already heading inside when Jimin pulled in.

Of course, Jimin’s not the only one who pulled in.

My breath caught in my throat as I saw the all too familiar Silver Audi R5. The windows were too tinted to see inside, but I didn’t need to see inside to know exactly who was in it.

It was as if time slowed down as he parked next to Jimin’s car and got out painfully slowly. It had been nearly three weeks since the mistake, and of course he hadn’t changed a bit. His hair was parted to the right, his forehead was very, very visible, and his hair was styled the exact way it was that night.

I felt my lungs being throttled as tears were welling into my eyes. My eyes met his after he and Jimin shared a handshake, but I wasn't ready. I wasn’t ready to look him in the eyes, I wasn’t ready to breathe the same air as him.

All I could think about was how his lips were pressed against mine, about his whispers in my ear, about how incredibly vulnerable I felt in this moment.

My thoughts had put me in a whole whirlpool of emotions. All I could see was what happened that night. I couldn’t get it out of my head. I couldn’t let it go like I wished I could.

And I had no one to blame but myself.

Once my mind came back to reality, I realized everyone was already heading inside.

Well, everyone except Jungkook who was standing right in front of me. He was close enough to touch, and I wanted nothing more than to reach out and touch him.

My eyes met his as my tears finally began spilling out. He knew what lead me to be this way, and I wasn’t going to bother hiding it. Even if I wanted to hide it, I didn’t have the strength to. I was completely and utterly pitiful.

“Y/N…” he moved his hand to my cheek to wipe away the tears that were falling, and I didn’t back away. I couldn’t move away from him when all I wanted to do was jump into his arms and kiss him like I’d gone mad.

I refused to meet his eyes as his hand was rested on my cheek. He seemed to be perfectly sober, but I was irrationally terrified that it would happen again, and I would be left in the dust once more.

“I don’t even know where to begin,” he took a deep breath. It comforted me a little bit to see him just as shaky as I was, “I guess I should start with an apology… I know I’ve texted you to apologize several times, but that’s never good enough. I would hate myself forever if I didn’t apologize properly to you.”

I knew he was meaning to be sweet, but his words caused panic to rise in my throat. He’s apologizing for that night, but what if he apologizes for not being able to feel the same way about me? What if he apologizes about leading me on?

More tears slipped from my eyes, and Jungkook was quick to catch them.

“I’m sorry, Y/N… I…” He stopped short when I moved my face out of his hold. I looked down to hide the excruciating heartbreak that awaited me.

“I’m mostly sorry for waiting so long to respond to you. I feel like a garbage person for not ever calling you back or even texting you. I just… I didn’t know how to feel at first.”

I let out a very unbecoming sob as I turned away from him. I hated this. I hated being such a mess of emotions. The worst part was that Jungkook wouldn’t just leave me to cry alone. He didn’t get the hint that I didn't want to know. I didn’t want the confirmation that Jimin thought I needed. It just made it hurt even more than it should have.

“Y/N…” he called in a gentle voice, placing his hand on mine. I flinched away, but he was relentless, “Y/N, I should have never taken advantage of you. I will never be able to forgive myself for that.”

It was silent as Jungkook gently and carefully wrapped his arms around my waist. I felt my heart jump, only to ache seconds later. I didn’t fight him as he pulled me against him in a back hug. He buried his head in my shoulder and took a deep breath as I tried to wipe away some of my tears.

“I didn’t realize that you loved me,” he sounded like he was on the verge of tears, but I couldn’t use his reaction to gauge it. His hold on me was very shaky as I felt my right hand touch his in hopes to comfort him a little. “I didn’t realize that I love you.”

I continued to hold his hand as my brain processed his words. My eyes slowly began widening as he hugged me even tighter against him. It was like he was afraid that I would push him away. I would have been crazy to push him away from me after hearing the words I never thought he’d say.

Jungkook is the player type, even after we were friends he was a flirt. He was all over different kinds of girls, and we even used to bet on if he could get a girl’s number or not.

Seeing him like this was not only confusing to my heart, but also to my brain. It didn’t logically make sense for him to be so vulnerable in this situation. It didn’t make sense for him to be in love with me…

I turned around in his arms as he lifted his head up from my shoulder. I looked in his eyes for any lies, any jokes, any bets he might’ve made on the situation…

But his were as honest and genuine as my feelings are for him. My eyes stayed glued to his as he held me against him. Our lips had barely any distance between them, and Jungkook didn’t waste any time closing that gap.

This kiss was worlds different than the other night; it was sweet, soft, and genuine. I could feel his affection with his soft touches and his careful movements. His lips were softly encircled around mine, and I felt myself leaning even more into him. He brushed his fingers through my hair so softly as a shiver ran down my spine.

My right hand found itself grabbing at the front of his shirt, pulling his mouth even more against mine. His gentle kisses were causing more frustration than happiness the longer they went on, but as I pulled him even more into me, he responded very quickly.

His hands stayed on the small of my back as my free hand buried into his hair. Our lips were being roughly pressed together, and it wasn’t long before his tongue slipped into my mouth. Even having a heated kiss like this, it felt nothing like the other night. It felt like a real, sincere kiss.

Our lips parted a few seconds as my eyes fluttered open to meet his. I almost completely forgot about how upset I had been only five minutes earlier just by looking into his eyes.

They were the same eyes I had looked into since we met, but in this moment, it was different. I could see all the feelings I thought I would never see in him.

“I wish I talked to you sooner,” he swallowed as I was brought back to reality, “but I needed time to figure out my feelings. That night three weeks ago was confusing to me just like it was to you. I didn’t know what compelled me to do what I did…”

I took a deep breath and sent him a smile. It was probably my first real smile in three weeks.

“I’m just glad this is all sorted out,” I reached up and touched his face as I felt my heart swell. This was like a dream come true, “I missed you so, so much. I didn’t realize just how in love I am until I quit talking to you.”

Without really saying much more, the two of us started to head inside. Jimin, Hoseok, and Taehyung had all started playing a game already, and Jimin immediately noticed us when we walked inside.

“Thank God you two have sorted it out,” Jimin sighed and sent me a soft smile, “I told you that you would feel better after talking to him.”

“Don’t rub it in,” I warned, but I was too happy to be truly annoyed at Jimin. Jungkook’s hand held mine in such a sure way that I knew this could last. I had no fears about us.

I looked over at him as Jimin went up to bowl, and he was already looking at me. We exchanged soft smiles as he placed a kiss on my forehead. I didn’t know that Jungkook could be such a soft and loving boyfriend…

Boyfriend… We didn’t actually talk about being official, did we?

With one more glance in his direction, I didn’t need to. It was silently agreed upon, and I was fine with that.

“I think you two should play,” Hoseok offered as they finished the final frame, “We have six spots and there are five of us.”

I was about to decline, but Jungkook beat me, “Sure. I haven’t played in a while.”

Jungkook got up to bowl as I just watched him and every move he made. I started thinking back to the night we met and how there was one desperate girl cheering for him. I couldn’t help but relate to that girl just a little bit as I got the urge to cheer for his strike. I forgot how good Jungkook is at the game. It made me wonder why he quit playing when we’d go.

I couldn’t help but ask him as we ran off to get some food, “Hey… why did you stop playing when we’d come bowling?”

He looked over at me as he folded the receipt in his hand. A faint smile appeared on his face right before our number was called. Jungkook was quick to grab the tray, and I grabbed the drink off of it. I was quick to take a sip of it as Jungkook glanced down at me.

“Why?” he asked as I swallowed the soda that was in my mouth.

“I’m just curious. You’re really good at bowling, and you seem to enjoy it.” I slowed him down as I saw Jimin get a Spare.

He shrugged, but before I started to get annoyed at his silence, he leaned down and whispered in my ear.

“I liked talking to you a whole lot more.”

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A/N: That wasn’t so bad was it? c;

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Didn’t Ask For This Pt 6 (Roommate!JK x OC)

A/N: Sorry that I took longer to post another part! I had to work a nine hour shift yesterday and I was super tired when I finally got home. But it’s here now, so I hope you guys enjoy!

Summary: “I didn’t know you hated me so much,” he spoke as he grabbed my wrist and once again turned me around to face him, “and quite honestly, I don’t think I’ve done anything horrible enough for you to hate me to the degree that you do.” “You say that like the hate isn’t mutual,” I remarked as he shook his head. There was a bitter smile on his face as he took a deep breath, “I think you are quite honestly one of the worst human beings I’ve had to come in contact with.”

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We all finally got back inside and finished our games. We were all so amazed that the employees didn’t kick us out for taking so much time on the games.

Jungkook spent the whole rest of the game glancing my way every few seconds, and I couldn’t help but notice that Hoseok was catching Jungkook’s glances. I wanted to walk over and slap the man for doing something to further Hoseok’s speculation that we like each other.

I couldn’t help but watch as Jungkook every time he got up to bowl, wondering whether he was going to completely miss or continue with his strike spree. Despite having drank however much alcohol he drank, he still pulled out with the highest score, beating Taehyung by 20 points. And to make everything better, I ended up with the worst score, losing to Jennie by 13 points.

In a way I was relieved to be the person instead of Jennie, but it sucked because I now had to spend more money on this douchebag.

“I think we should call it a night,” Taehyung spoke as I nodded in response. As hungry as I was, I was also more than eager to get out of this awkward atmosphere. Breathing in this stressful and dramatic air was suffocating.

After Taehyung announced the end of the night, Hoseok and I turned to each other to say our goodbyes.

“I’m sorry about… all the drama,” I swallowed as my face heated up, “It’s so embarrassing that you saw me cry like that.”

“It’s okay,” he waved it off as he sent me a soft smile, “despite all that, I actually had fun tonight. I wouldn’t mind doing this again sometime.”

I felt my eyes wander to see Jungkook behind me. He stared into my soul as a shiver ran down my spine. Why was he looking at me so often?

“Me too,” I smiled and looked up at Hoseok. I felt confidence build up in my chest as I stood up on my tiptoes and gave him a short and soft kiss on the cheek. It seemed to throw Hoseok off guard, and when I pulled away and looked up at him, his cheeks were flushed.

My eyes couldn’t help but trail over to Jungkook, but he had looked away. I should have been relieved over that…

I looked back at Hoseok as he just smiled and started to wave, “I’ll text you.”

I nodded and waved back with a smile on my face, right before he disappeared, I realized that I didn’t have his number and he didn’t have mine.

“Wait! Hoseok, I never gave you my number,” I started to walk his way, but he just turned around and gave me a knowing smile.

“I know,” he winked my way as I raised my eyebrows and took a few more steps his way.

“I guess you could-” he disappeared as he walked out of the door of the building, “...get it from Taehyung.”

Was I just rejected? Did Hoseok just reject me?

“Don’t worry. I gave him your number.”

I jumped and turned around to see Yoongi. I sighed and felt my doubt clear away.

“Oh, thank God,” I laughed in relief as I put a hand on Yoongi’s arm, “I just thought he rejected me!”

“No, he didn’t,” he smiled and shook his head, “But I’m going to run and grab something to eat. I was wondering if you wanted to go with me? I’ll pay and take you home,” Yoongi offered as my eyes brightened. I hadn’t hung out with Yoongi one on one before, and the thought of it was actually exciting.

“Of course! You didn’t even need to ask,” I started to feel giddy as I spotted Chaeyoung and Jimin talking to each other. Their conversation actually seemed serious, and I felt worry build up in my chest.

“Do you know what that’s about?” I asked Yoongi, but he shook his head. I’m sure it’s nothing…

“Okay,” Taehyung sighed and walked up to Yoongi and I. I still had no idea what Taehyung knew and what he didn’t know about the situation today, and quite frankly, I didn’t want to find out. I had no idea how he’d take it… “I’m ready to go when you are, Ari.”

“Er, actually,” I started as Jungkook walked up behind Taehyung. I felt my nerves increase as this was the closest I’ve been to him since we fought. “Yoongi’s taking me to eat tonight. I’ll be home whenever he takes me home.”

“No.”

My eyebrows furrowed as I looked over at Jungkook with a dumbfounded look. “Excuse me?”

Jungkook sighed and rolled his eyes, “I said no.”

“You don’t tell me what to do,” I glared as Jungkook crossed his arms across his chest.

“You owe me something, so you’re coming with Taehyung and I.”

“I’m buying you something,” I corrected with a glare on my face. I grabbed Yoongi’s arm and started to pull him towards the door, “I’m not dealing with this.”

“Ari,” Jungkook called out as I saw him try and rush after me. I noticed Taehyung grab Jungkook by the collar of his shirt and violently pull him back next to him. Jungkook slightly choked from the impact, but Taehyung wasn’t done.

I spun around at the sound of flesh connecting with flesh as my eyes widened in horror. Jungkook was laying on the floor, reeling in pain as he had his arms wrapped around his stomach. My eyes widened at the scene, and my nausea came back when I realized that Jennie still hadn’t left yet. She looked worried as Jungkook laid on the floor, but she didn’t rush after him.

“That’s what you get for making my sister cry,” Taehyung said through his teeth as I shook my head and rush up to Taehyung.

“Tae, please never do that again,” I swallowed and looked down at Jungkook with worry, “Despite all the horrible things he’s done to me, seeing that makes me feel horrible.”

I let go of Taehyung and took a deep breath to calm down my nerves. I knelt down and tried to help Jungkook sit up. He cried out in pain and seethed when I touched the place Taehyung punched.

“Come on, stand up,” I said as I helped Jungkook up off the floor. Worry consumed my thoughts so much that I almost didn’t notice the faint smell of his cologne. He smelled stronger of alcohol, but I could still smell that all too familiar scent.

“Are you okay?” Jennie asked as I sent her a look.

“Listen here, Jennie,” I felt my confidence flair up as I heard Yoongi rush over to me.

“Time to go,” he mumbled, but I shook my head. I didn’t care if Taehyung heard this, too. I just needed to chew her out.

“I don’t know who you think you are, but I want you to stay away from both Jungkook and my brother.” I snapped as she gave me a look of utter shock.

“What?” she slightly laughed in disbelief, “Are you kidding?”

“No,” I shook my head and held Jungkook tighter to me. He was leaning a lot of weight on me, and I felt the pressure cause my feet to slightly ache, “I mean every word. I know what you wanted to do with Jungkook despite flirting around with my brother.”

“Th-that,” she stuttered as I noticed Taehyung come to the slow realization of why I was so upset. “I mean, what’s the big deal, anyway? I used to date Jungkook, so now I can’t look his way without wanting to get into his pants?”

I glared at her and rolled my eyes, “You’re right, because you were simply looking his way with no ulterior motives. I stare at people like this all the time.”

I turned to Jungkook and his eyes locked on with mine. I was trying to demonstrate just how Jennie looked at him, but the closeness of our faces caused me to freeze in place. His eyes looked so broken and apologetic, and I wanted to slap the pathetic look off of his face.

I finally snapped out of thought and was about to start demonstrating, but Taehyung broke the silence before I had the chance.

“Okay, please stop doing that, Ari,” he sounded very nervous, and I got incredibly confused and was about to scold him for not letting me get to the point, but he was visibly upset.

“Tae…” I spoke, but he held his hand up to indicate for me to stop talking.

“We get the point, Ari. It was making me really uncomfortable seeing you look at him like that,” he shook his head and started walking toward the doors, “Just bring Jungkook to the car. We’re going home.”

“I’m not riding with you two. I’m going with Yoongi,” I repeated to make sure that he didn’t forget.

“I need you to come home with us,” Taehyung shook his head as I started to guide Jungkook to the door.

“Taehyung, I-”

“I’m not sure that I won’t kill this kid if you’re not there to stop me.”

I took a deep breath and closed my eyes in annoyance. Sure, I was worried about Jungkook, but I wasn’t that worried about him. I wasn’t about to let the two of them order me around.

“Maybe he deserves for you to kill him,” I spoke as Jungkook sighed in my arms. I glanced his way with a glare for a few seconds before looking away right before he turned his head my way, “I don’t want to hear a word from you. You’ve ruined my night enough for a lifetime.”

“Oh please,” Jungkook rolled his eyes. I glared his way again and took a deep breath before shoving his side to get him away from me. He stumbled away, grunting in pain from losing my support.

“Stop being a baby,” I mumbled as I turned around to head back into the building, “I’ll see you two at home when Yoongi drops me off.”

The two of them just watched me walk off, and I was relieved that neither of them fought me any more. I was soon back in the building, seeing Jimin and Chaeyoung talking and seemingly joking around again. I was relieved that nothing bad was going on between the two of them.

“Are you ready?” Yoongi asked me as I nodded. I looked to Chaeyoung as she smiled and waved.

“Jimin and I are going to stay and play another game. We’ll see you tomorrow at work, right?” Chaeyoung asked as I nodded.

“I’m working night shift,” I said as she smiled and nodded.

“Me too! Cleaning?”

“When am I not cleaning?” I asked as Yoongi started to pull me to leave the building, “Bye Chae! Bye Jimin!”

“Bye!”

Yoongi and I walked out of the building as I sighed and slightly stretched out, “It feels like we’ve been here all day.”

“Tell me about it,” Yoongi slightly laughed as he unlocked his car. We opened our respective doors and slipped into the car.

We started trying to decide where exactly we were going to eat, and once we decided, we were pulling out of the parking lot. The car was silent for a minute or two until Yoongi spoke up.

“I really hate to… bring it up after finally getting away from the drama,” Yoongi took a deep breath as I turned my head to look his way. “But… You sure do seem to have a lot of chemistry with Jungkook.”

I raised an eyebrow, but my face didn’t fail to heat up, “How do we have chemistry? We hate each other.” “I know, I know,” Yoongi mumbled before glancing at me for a couple seconds, “But just… think about it. If you don’t like the guy, I’d suggest staying as far away from him as possible before you fall for him.”

“That,” I laughed and shook my head, “is never going to happen. We’d kill each other.”

“Then stay away from the guy,” Yoongi advised as I felt nerves build up in my gut. He sounded so… serious. How the hell was I supposed to stay away from Jungkook when we live together?

...But Yoongi didn’t know that part.

“So, I have a confession,” I mumbled as Yoongi looked at me before looking back at the road, “It’s nearly impossible to avoid this guy because he’s rooming with Taehyung and I.”

Yoongi’s eyes widened as he opened his mouth to say something. Nothing came out of it as he closed his mouth again and swallowed.

“I’ve tried to get Jungkook to move out, but Taehyung’s been threatening that he’ll leave if Jungkook leaves.”

“Well then kick them both out,” Yoongi finally spoke up, “Ari, I’m trying to tell you that this guy is going to get you to fall for him. You obviously don’t want that!”

“Why does this scenario always end in falling for him?” I frowned, but I could feel nerves bubble in my chest. I was not falling for Jungkook…

“Let me ask you this,” Yoongi moved his hands to hold the steering wheel at the bottom, “when you were mocking Jennie’s look at him, were you actually mocking Jennie?”

“Well that’s the annoying thing,” I started as I leaned forward to look at Yoongi at a better angle, “I was about to start mocking her when Taehyung stopped me.”

Yoongi stayed quiet at my confession as I just continued to look at him expectantly. His silence was making me feel uneasy as I leaned forward to make sure he was still there.

“Yoongi-”

“Ari,” Yoongi swallowed and sent me a glance before tilting his head to the side, “You might be too far gone.”

…

I stared at the door to my apartment for a few minutes as I thought back to my conversations with Yoongi. He spent most of the night talking to me about Jungkook until I forced him to talk about something else. Yoongi is 100% convinced that I have at least some romantic feelings for Jungkook, but I just didn’t see it.

Why would I like someone who I found so insufferable?

I finally grabbed the door handle and opened the door in a very slow motion. I peeked inside of the apartment to see that no one was in the living room. The place was deafeningly silent and it made me feel nothing short of uneasy.

I walked in and closed the door behind me as I locked the door behind me. No one was sitting at the table, and it didn’t sound like anyone was in the kitchen. They had to be in their rooms by process of elimination.

I felt myself sigh of relief. I was ready to just lay down and go to sleep and pretend that today never happened. I walked down the hallway and saw that both their doors were closed, as was mine.

I slowly twisted the knob and push the door open quietly to not attract any attention to the fact that I was home. I finally slipped into my room, only to jump when I spotted Taehyung sitting on the edge of my bed.

“Taehyung,” I snapped as I felt my heart jump in surprise, “You scared the life out of me!”

He didn’t say anything as he looked down at the ground. He looked really sad, and I felt my heart breaking at the look on his face.

“Tae,” I called, but his eyes stayed on the ground, “Did you need something?”

“Ari,” he replied as I slowly moved to sit next to him. I took a deep breath as he reached out and grabbed my hand, “I’m sorry. I’m sorry that I’ve forced Jungkook in your life, and I’m sorry I ruined your night.”

“Tae,” I shook my head and squeezed his hand, “You didn’t do anything wrong tonight. Jungkook’s the problem and his problematic nature is not your fault.”

“If it hadn’t been for me, he wouldn’t be here,” Taehyung sighed and shook his head, “I just… I don’t want to be the annoying big brother who cockblocks you all the time, but seeing you with Jungkook is just…”

“No,” I shook my head. Jungkook and I were just enemies, “Taehyung, I don’t feel anything for Jungkook.”

“RaeAri,” he swallowed and turned his body to face me, “I love you, okay? But I don’t want to see you hurt by Jungkook. I never imagined that you…”

“I don’t!” I shook my head and my eyebrows creased, “Taehyung, I don’t like him! He doesn’t like me! We hate each other!”

“I know,” Taehyung closed his eyes and took a deep breath, “Just promise me- no. Swear to me that you won’t sleep with him no matter what.”

“I swear I would never!” I felt my face heat up at the thought, “I would never even think about that…”

“Good,” Taehyung nodded and stood up quickly, “I uh… I’m sorry again.”

“Stop apologizing,” I stood up in front of him, “You’re the one who had a rough night, not me.”

“We both had rough nights,” Taehyung corrected with a sad smile, “I mean, I’m not surprised that she wanted Jungkook. Part of the reason I invited her was to see if she was serious about me or not. I now know.”

I frowned and wrapped my arms around Taehyung’s neck. I pulled him to me as he wrapped his arms around my back. “I love you, Tae… and I’m sure that the right girl is just waiting for you to see her instead of Jennie.”

Taehyung continued to hug me, but I could sense a mood change. I slightly pulled away from him to look in his eyes, and it looked like he was coming to some realization. I smiled and ruffled his hair before pulling away from him.

“Do you need to make a call or something?” I giggled as a smile broke out on Taehyung’s face.

“Something like that,” He nodded and started walking out of my room.

“You’re not going to give me her name?” I asked as Taehyung shook his head and sent me a wink.

“I’ll let you know if she agrees to a date with me,” he nodded before closing the door behind him. I smiled and sighed, plopping right back down on my bed. I was so ready for this day to be over.

::

The next morning was very silent and actually nice and relaxing. Jungkook had left early in the morning but didn’t say where he was going and didn’t mention when he was going to come home.

I spent the morning all alone in my apartment like old times, and I started missing living alone. It was nice to have everything to myself once again.

I spent the first half of the day alone, and the longer I was alone, the more I… started to miss Jungkook and Taehyung. It was weird having all this time to myself, and the longer I was here, the more I missed them.

I was sitting on the couch scrolling through Netflix shows when the front door was being unlocked. I took a deep breath when my eyes locked onto Jungkook’s, and my heart grew excited at his presence. It was weird feeling so happy to have Jungkook around since most of the time, I was dying for him to go away.

“What?” he asked as my face heated up. I looked away when I realized how long I was staring.

“Nothing… I just-” I cut myself off before finishing that sentence, and filtered what I was actually going to say. “I didn’t realize you were coming back before work tonight.”

“Well, surprise,” Jungkook shrugged as I took a deep breath. I watched him leave the living room and head into his room. I felt disappointed when I heard the door to his room close, indicating that he was done talking. I guess he wasn’t in the mood for talking?

…

We stayed silent for most of our shift together as I tried to exclusively talk to Chaeyoung. She was good at talking about random stuff, and I was good at listening to her.

“So…” she glanced over at Jungkook when we went on our dinner break. He had walked with us to grab some food, but he didn’t sit down with us to eat, “Did something bad happen between you two? He seems a lot colder than he was before.”

I looked over at Jungkook and then back to Chaeyoung. I wasn’t exactly sure what happened to him, but it wasn’t good. He still hadn’t brought up the fact that I owe him for losing in bowling.

“Hey Jungkook,” I called as I felt worry build up in my chest, “Please come sit with us.”

Jungkook ignored my words as I glared at him. He was seriously ignoring me?

“Jungkook,” I called once more, but he once again ignored me.

“Fine, be that way,” I grumbled before sighing and turning back to Chaeyoung, “This is so annoying. Why am I upset over this?”

“Mm,” Chaeyoung shrugged and looked away. I narrowed my eyes suspiciously at her as she bit the inside of her cheek.

“What?” I asked, but she continued to avoid my eyes, “Do you know something that I don’t?”

“No,” She shook her head, placing her straw on her lips before looking back up at me, “I would confront him about it tonight. I’ll leave you two to clean a theater alone so that you can talk to him.”

“...Okay,” I nod, my heart beat increasing in speed at the thought of confronting him. I wouldn’t normally be this nervous, but he was acting weird… I was afraid that he would explode on me if I wasn’t careful.

There was only one way to find out…

…

Jungkook followed me into the theater as I looked down the hallway and checked for trash or stray popcorn pieces. Luckily for us, the theater was fairly clean. There were only five people in the theater for the last showing, so with a quick glance through all the rows, I realized that this theater was a walk through and walk right back out.

“Jungkook,” I called out as we started walking toward the exit. He didn’t stop walking, so I rushed up behind him and grabbed his arm. We were now stopped in the middle of the hall, looking at each other in silence.

His eyes were unreadable, almost angry, and I loosened my grip on his wrist. I swallowed and tried to keep his eyes on mine as I took a small step his way.

“You’re avoiding me,” I said bluntly, but with a quiet and soft tone. I wanted him to understand that I wasn’t trying to have an argument with him. I was actually concerned and wanted to have a serious conversation with him.

“Why do you sound sad about it?” he asked, his voice only slightly snappy as I shook it off.

“It’s not a good feeling to be ignored by someone who I’ve gotten used to talking with. I would rather argue with you all shift than not say anything to each other all night.” I confessed. I felt very raw and uncharacteristically honest with him, but he didn’t seem to care all that much.

“Well I’m getting sick of arguing with you all the time,” he looked away from me and leaned against the wall.

“You’re the one who mostly initiated the arguments,” I thought out loud as I shook my head, “there’s no way that you’re being serious. You’ve done nothing but pick at me since you got here!”

“Well I’m sick of it,” he snapped at me as I narrowed my eyes at him, “I’m sick of you and your uptight ass constantly being around me. I’m sick of just looking at you! Your face alone makes me so angry I could scream.”

I swallowed and took a deep breath to keep myself calm. This wasn’t annoying bantering, this was hurtful yelling. He was going out of his way to say things that he knew was going to make me seriously upset…

“I didn’t ask for any of this, Jungkook,” I glared, tears building up in my eyes. Why were his words bringing tears to my eyes? I didn’t care what he thought about me! “I didn’t want you to move in to my place, I didn’t want to work the same job as you, and I certainly didn’t want to…”

I cut myself off as my next thought caused my eyes to widen. Why was I about to say that? I was about to impulsively lie without a second thought? I was relieved that I caught myself before I said it.

“Didn’t want to what?” Jungkook asked, but he didn’t actually sound interested, “What other horrible things do you have to say to me?”

“It’s nothing,” I shook my head, “The point is, don’t blame me for all of this. I didn’t ask for any of it!”

“You are the same girl that already judged me before we officially met, right?” he pushed himself off the wall and his face moved closer to mine, “You couldn’t stand me and you’d never actually said a word to me.”

“I didn’t have to say a word to you to know you were an asshole,” I spat, trying my hardest to keep back all the tears. I could wait until after this argument to run and cry in the bathroom.

“Well I didn’t have to say a word to you to know that you’re an uptight virgin who thinks she has the right to judge everyone. You know what? You wanted that money for the furniture, right?”

I wrapped my arms around my chest as I felt my body shaking. I didn’t like the feeling, but there was nothing I could do to make it go away.

Jungkook pulled his wallet out of his back pocket and started pulling money out of it, practically just throwing it at me, “You sure think I have enough of this to go around, so here. Have some 20 dollar bills that I was going to just use as tissues.”

My heart felt a stab as I felt a lump form in my throat. “Did you really just throw money at me like that?”

“What are you going to do about it?” Jungkook raised his eyebrows and I looked down at the money on the floor. I knelt down to pick it up as I felt my tears finally break through the barrier that I had been trying to build.

I stared down at the money as Jungkook just stayed unmoving and silent. I reached out to grab one of the bills as a tear fell on my knee. I picked up the money and stared at it for a few seconds before taking a deep breath.

I tried to subtly wipe my tears away, but I could tell that Jungkook knew. The air completely changed after he realized I was crying, and I finally sniffed to completely remove any doubt.

Jungkook was quick to kneel down and pick up the money, and his hand looked like it was shaking worse than mine was. His breath sounded irregular as he gathered the money and slipped it all back in his wallet.

“God, I’m sorry,” he whispered before grabbing my hand to help me back up. I gave in to him as I stood up, but I refused to look at him, “Ari, I just…”

He paused and didn’t finish his sentence as he moved his head to the side. I still refused to look up in his eyes, and it seemed like that was bothering him a lot. The silence was deafening the both of us as I took deep breaths to try and calm my tears.

I was about to turn and just walk away to stop me from this embarrassment, but I was stopped short when Jungkook’s arms snaked around my waist gently, holding me to him in a way I’d never been held before. My heart was bursting out of my chest as I buried my nose in his shirt that housed the heavenly cologne that I couldn’t help but love.

His arms felt more comforting than any hugs before, and I found myself wrapping my arms around him in response. I could feel Jungkook’s heartbeat because of just how close we were standing, but I found the sound to be very relaxing.

“I’m sorry,” he whispered into my hair as let my tears soak into his shirt, “I didn’t mean anything I just said… I just- I…”

I swallowed before pulling away slightly to look up at him. Our faces were dangerously close, probably closer than they ever have been, and I didn’t feel the urge to pull away. My eyes met his as my heart leapt in my chest. His eyes were a million times softer and welcoming as I allowed myself to keep my eyes locked on his.

“I never wanted to make you cry again, but I managed to do it again only a day later,” he had a sad smile appear on his face for a few seconds before it faded away. His eyes didn’t leave mine for a second as I felt myself leaning my forehead on his.

“Why were you being so…” I couldn’t finish if I want to keep from having more tears pour down my face.

“I…” he took a deep breath and looked down to keep from looking at me. “Taehyung was really pissed yesterday and he said a lot of things… I thought that the best solution would be to just ignore you, but you obviously didn’t feel the same way.”

“What’d he say to you?” I asked as Jungkook looked back up at me. I felt my eyes flutter closed for a couple seconds and I caught a strong whiff of his smell.

“Just some protective brother stuff,” Jungkook tried to brush it off, but I knew there was more to it.

“Like what? Stuff like ‘stay away from my sister’?” I asked as I could see the discomfort in Jungkook’s eyes. He did not want to talk about it.

“Basically,” he nodded, “I overstepped, obviously… God, I hate seeing you cry.” He shook his head in shame as he moved his hand to brush one of my tears away.

“Should we just call it even, then?” I asked as Jungkook raised an eyebrow in slight confusion.

“Call what even? What are you talking about?” he asked as I slightly pulled my head away from his so that I could get a better look at his expression.

“Instead of buying you anything, let’s just call it even,” I nodded, but Jungkook looked down and opened his mouth to say something. Nothing came out for a few seconds as I just giggled and raised my eyebrows expectantly.

“Well… let’s call even after…” Jungkook mumbled as he removed his arms from around me. I felt my nerves increase as Jungkook just gave me a soft smile.

His hands moved to run up my neck, burying his right hand in my hair. His other hand held my cheek as I found myself leaning into his touch.

Maybe Yoongi was a little accurate when he said that I had feelings for Jungkook.

His eyes disappeared as mine closed all the way. I could feel the heat from his lips radiating onto mine as I found myself aching to feel his lips pressed to mine.

I waited for several seconds, but the contact never came. I gave him a few more seconds before I opened my eyes again, and I was terrified that I was going to meet the eyes of a Jungkook who was going to throw a “Just kidding!” at me.

I jumped when the door to the theater was being pushed open, and I felt my heart drop when Jungkook pulled away. We turned to the door to see Chaeyoung peeking her head through a crack in the door.

“Alright slowpokes, I can’t clean all these theaters by myself.”

::

For the rest of the shift, I spent most of my time giving Chaeyoung short answers and ignoring some of her words. I couldn’t pinpoint if I was upset with her or if I was just too occupied thinking about how… weird everything had just been. Jungkook and I almost…

Jungkook talked a little more to us, mostly Chaeyoung since my mind was elsewhere. Chaeyoung didn’t fail to notice my absence from their conversations, but she didn’t voice anything. I was sure that I would be hounded with questions when Jungkook wasn’t around.

I couldn’t stop thinking about Jungkook and everything that was said…

“Ari!”

I jumped and looked over at Chaeyoung and Jungkook who were walking out of the theater that we were cleaning. I took a deep breath and started walking toward them. My eyes met Jungkook’s as I felt my heart jump into my throat.

Since when were his eyes so… nice to look at? His expressions seemed to be softer than I remembered…

“We’re done, you know,” Chaeyoung pointed to the door, “It’s time to go home.”

“Right,” I nodded and rushed over to them, “Sorry. Let’s get home.”

Neither of them said anything to me the whole walk to the back to clock out. It was relieving to me, because I was hoping and praying that Chaeyoung wouldn’t get a chance to question me. I had no idea what I’d even say if she did.

It was like Jimin swept in to rescue me as he popped into the back as we were clocking out. Chaeyoung immediately drew all her attention on the boy as they started talking amongst themselves.

“Let’s get out of here,” Jungkook pointed to the door after he finished clocking out. I nodded and stayed quiet to keep from attracting attention from either Chaeyoung or Jimin.

We slipped out of the back room and I sighed of relief. Sure, I was alone with Jungkook, one of the most confusing guys I’ve ever met, but at least he’s not throwing questions my way like Chaeyoung would.

“I really am sorry I yelled,” Jungkook broke the silence as we pushed open the doors to exit the building, “I quite enjoy arguing with you, but I don’t like yelling at you.”

“Ditto,” I sighed and glanced his way, “I started thinking… maybe it wouldn’t be so bad if we drove to work together sometimes. It’ll give me plenty of time to tell you how much you annoy me.”

Jungkook’s eyes caught mine as he sent me a smile. Our paces slowed the longer we looked at each other, and it wasn’t long before we were stopped still in the middle of the semi-empty parking lot.

“That sounds like a plan,” Jungkook nodded, his eyes not leaving mine. The wind began picking up a little as Jungkook’s hair was being blown around like crazy. I let out a small giggle as he laughed and tried to keep his hair tame. It was a good thing my hair was in a ponytail, otherwise I’d been in the same boat.

The wind blew the smell of his cologne in my direction as we laughed about his hair, and I felt my heartbeat increase in volume. Why’d he have to smell so good…

“I have to ask,” Jungkook moved his hands from his hair as the wind died down, “do I really smell that good?”

My soft expression faltered as embarrassment took over my features. I opened my mouth as my eyebrows furrowed, but my voice was a lot weaker than I intended it to sound. “What makes you think that I like how you smell?”

Jungkook took a step closer to be and leaned his head closer to mine. I narrowed my eyes for that as I tried my hardest to not seem like I was breathing in more than normal.

“Well, first off,” He spoke in a soft voice with a smirk on his face, “you have a habit of leaning closer to me and breathing faster every once in a while. Not to mention that you were deeply inhaling against my shirt earlier.”

I opened my mouth to argue, but Jungkook moved even closer to me. He was trying his hardest to get me to cave, but I wasn’t going to. I was breathing like normal, and I wasn’t letting his smell consume me like it was trying to do.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I shook my head, but Jungkook just looked at me with a smirk. I began backing away as I walked to my car, “I’m ready to go home. See you there.”

My exit was not very subtle, and Jungkook seemed to think so, too. He walked toward his car which was parked next to mine, and the smirk never let this face.

“It’s Fierce by Abercrombie & Fitch, by the way.”

::

A/N: God, don’t you just hate it when writers are so lazy that they randomly pop characters into places for convenience? Me too... I’m sorry Thank you for reading! It means so much to me x3 Sorry for being so mushy but I can’t help it...

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His Motivation (Doctor!Taehyung x Reader)

So this is the fastest I’ve ever finished a request omg. I saw the request in my inbox and I got this idea and it wouldn’t leave my head. I spent a good few hours of my day writing this and I’m proud of it for the most part!

Request: Taehyung fluff+drama/ Doctor AU

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It had been a few years since medical school was officially over; full of excruciatingly long classes and difficult teachers that made Taehyung want to pull his hair out. Every time he thinks back to his school years, he can’t help but be relieved that they were over. It was a miracle that he pulled it through all that school, and every time he thought about it, the weirder it felt.

He didn’t have a clear reason on why he wanted to become a doctor in the first place. It was never his dream and he always thought it to be a waste of money to go to school for that long. The pay off was great, but he wasn’t a patient person. The thought of going through 8 more years of school after getting out of 12 years of school was self torture.

Something in his heart changed during his junior year of high school, and he couldn’t find the exact pin point. Home life had become hard, and his brothers were never around anymore because they had already graduated and run off to college. His mom was in perfect health, but his dad had been diagnosed with testicular cancer in the middle of his junior year.

His oldest brother, Seokjin, had gone off to school to become a doctor while his other older brother, Namjoon, just went to get some basics before making a concrete decision. Neither of them had the opportunity to come home and visit very often, so Taehyung and his mom had to slowly watch their beloved family member die. Taehyung thought for a long time that his dad’s slow death was the reason he had decided to study medical, but now that he was through with school, he wasn’t sure.

It could have also been the fact that his oldest brother was passionate about becoming a doctor, and Taehyung enjoyed hearing him talk about all the things he was studying in his classes. They would call at least once a week for a good two years before Taehyung made his decision.

There was an underlying feeling in his gut that he knew perfectly well what had caused his perseverance during all the schooling. It was like something got lost in translation when he would try and transfer his feelings from his heart to his brain. There was only one other thing that Taehyung could guess would create this feeling.

That girl.

She was in his every class when the two of them first started medical school. She had taken to sitting near him since their schedules lined up almost perfectly, and he didn’t mind. She was an odd person to be interested in becoming a doctor; she was clumsy and forgetful, and a danger to herself just as much as she was to other people.

He couldn’t help but notice her determination when they would have lab projects and hands on activities. No one ever wanted to be her partner for anything because of her tendency to mess things up.

Naturally, Taehyung became her go-to partner, and he didn’t have the heart to reject her. During their first few, he felt like he was pulling the whole activity together single handedly. She would offer to help, but he refused it most of the time. If she had some part in it, he was afraid she would mess it up.

It didn’t take long for her to get fed up with being told to just watch, and she became very pushy about having a part in the activities. Taehyung refused at first, but it didn’t take long for her to worm her way into becoming involved more and more. It didn’t take long before he let her do her part in the process, and she was surprisingly fantastic at everything. Her previous clumsiness and forgetfulness seemed like a secondary personality when they would work together. Watching her work was more captivating than the actual work was.

She continued on with medical school alongside him, and their acquaintanceship slowly turned into a friendship. Soon they were planning their classes out together to stay in touch. They were always partners and they scheduled study dates all the time in the early years. School became a whole lot more fun than it had been previously.

It wasn’t until their fourth year that things started to change. His dad’s condition had become so much worse, and Taehyung started falling behind in school. He spent a lot of his time going home and being with his family, and school became a secondary priority. He was skipping more than he was attending, and he didn’t bother contacting her to tell her what had been going on. She sent him so many worried texts when he wouldn’t show up, and on days when he did, he didn’t talk to her.

It wasn’t long before she had given up on speaking to him anymore. The semester ended and they planned their classes on their own accord.

He had been slightly hoping that fate would put them in at least one class together, but from that year on, he never saw her again. She didn’t contact him and he didn’t have the heart to contact her. After a year and one too many drinks, he ended up deleting her contact out of drunken anger.

Once his dad’s suffering on earth finally ended, Taehyung felt like he was closing himself off from the world. School became his only focus, and he didn’t have the heart to really go out and do anything.

It took him a good year to finally feel like himself again. He met his current friends, Jungkook and Jimin, when he started attending a gym that was walking distance from his apartment. They would hang out all the time when he wasn’t in school or studying, and Taehyung finally felt like a person again.

He had chosen to forget about her and everything she was to him at that point in his life. He tried to forget her name and her face, and he felt like he could finally move on from her. He didn’t bother telling Jungkook or Jimin about her since he decided to put her in the past.

His residency soon ended as his career was officially taking off. A hospital not too far from his current living space accepted his application, and his long school years were finally coming to an end.

His first day at work was the following week, but he didn’t feel too nervous. The first few days of the job were a little stressful, but it didn’t take long for him to feel like he was in his place. He was slowly learning all the other nurses and doctors names and faces, but there was still so much for him to learn.

Most of his nights were late just like his residency had been, but he didn’t mind. He actually liked the feel of the hospital at night more so than during the day.

His long shift was finally coming to a close as he took a seat in the break room he had just learned about. It was small and filled with a few couches and comfortable chairs. It was exactly what he had needed after being on his feet all day.

Taehyung leaned his head back against the couch as he closed his eyes. He just needed to sit down for a little while before he got in his car and drove… he wasn’t planning on staying long. His muscles relaxed as he moved his right arm to rest on the arm rest next to him. The sounds of the drink machines around him didn’t even bother him as he took a deep breath. Laying there made him feel like he had never gotten to lay down in his life.

He could have fallen asleep if the door hadn’t opened and closed behind the person who dared interrupt his moment of serenity. He didn’t move except for opening his eyes to see who it was. It was a nurse he hadn’t met just yet, and he brought himself to sit up. She looked surprised to see him sitting there, and her eyes made him a little unsettled.

She was a little too familiar to his heart, and he dreaded to find out why. His heart once more was trying to talk to his brain, but something was warding it off. Her appearance was excruciatingly familiar, and his brain couldn’t figure out why. Did he know her name? Maybe they had met once throughout the past few years of his life.

It couldn’t have been who he was afraid it was. She was studying to be a doctor, not a nurse.

She took a few steps forward as their eyes stayed locked together. It was obvious that she knew him, but how did he know her?

“Taehyung…” she whispered as his heart leapt to his throat. She sounded just like he remembered… but how did he remember? Who is she?

His heart finally broke through when she conjured up a smile to send his way. His face heated up and he felt bashful just like in high school. Every moment he had ever spent with her flashed through him all in the course of a single moment, but he didn’t mind. Things were different now. He couldn’t even remember why he had shut her out in the first place.

“Y/N,” her name left his lips naturally as she moved to sit next to him. She seemed incredibly happy to see him, but she hid it well. Her eyes were lit up with all the excitement he had missed seeing as her hand dared to land on top of his.

“It’s been a while, huh? I guess you can tell that I kinda changed around,” she continued to smile as he could hear the maturity in her words. Her voice had grown just a little deeper, and her determined and focused attitude was stronger than he had ever seen it. Her bashfulness was almost nonexistent in that moment, like she had transferred those traits to him for the moment.

“You’re a nurse?” he asked as she just giggled. He didn’t know what else to say to her as she took a deep breath. She didn’t seem to have any sour feelings toward him which was more than comforting to him as she scooted closer. Her knees were pressed against his thigh as she excitedly bounced the couch a little bit.

“I switched to nursing classes after we quit talking. It just felt like a better fit for me, and God was I right,” her smile leaked onto his face as they shared a few laughs together. “You were nice to not crush my dreams early on.”

She continued smiling, but Taehyung felt his smile fade away. Did he just misunderstand her? Surely it wasn’t him that lead her to that decision. It didn’t take her long to notice his mood shift as she decided to elaborate.

“Going through school without you by my side just felt wrong. I felt like if I had to rely on you to be by my side all the time, I wasn’t going to make it much further.” Any tension her previous words had caused were chased away by her new words. His heart was back to beating happily as he moved his other hand to grab hers.

She looked down at their hands as Taehyung was searching for the right words to say. He wanted to apologize to her, explain to her all his behaviors, but she didn’t seem to have any ill feelings toward him. Her smile was just as bright as their school days, and even more so when his hand reached to cradle her face.

There was no doubt that she was his motivation to finish school. The underlying feeling of possibly getting to see her again in a fairy tale universe was how he survived the long and hard journey. It was his best bet to find her again, and here she was. All the wrongdoings he had on his shoulders didn’t matter; his frustrations, fears, and angers were secondary. Fate didn’t seem to mind that he had tried to push her away at one point in time, because she was real and just like he remembered her.

She moved her eyes to look into his as the word dimmed around them. All the outside noises were silenced as he stared into the eyes that he tried so hard to forget all those years ago. He was fooling himself to think that he could ever truly forget her.

He tried to will himself to pull away from her, but as she moved closer to him, his brain went blank. Her nose was pressed against his own with caution as she continued to look into his eyes. She was almost asking for permission as she put her free hand on his shoulder. Time started moving at a slower pace as his hand that was holding her’s let go, only to be placed on her hip. He had never gotten to feel her like he was right now, and knowing what he had been missing out on was driving his senses crazy. How had he lasted this long without her?

She was the one to lean all the way in as Taehyung felt his excitement levels skyrocket. His arm on her hip pushed her to sit in his lap as she giggled against his lips. Her lips were just as soft as they looked, and he could even smell the blueberry chapstick that she used to wear even back then. He could picture her pulling the stick out of her pocket and applying it religiously. He had made a point to tease her about it when he would see her do it.

Now that he was up close and personal with the smell of the chapstick, he definitely didn’t mind. The smell just added to his memories of her, and her incredibly captivating kisses were definitely the best one he now had. Her careful movements and soft touches were enough to drive him to want even more.

Her free hand had moved to his collarbone as her other moved to run through his hair. Her fingers gently brushed through his locks as a shiver ran down his spine in a rather violent movement. Her lips didn’t fail to turn up into a smile at the motion as she angled her head to deepen the kiss.

His movements became slightly more exaggerated as their lips clashed together in a beautiful fashion. He had taken to nibbling at her bottom lip when he noticed her shiver as he tried it the first time. Her bottom lip became his new obsession as he kissed her, making sure that her bottom lip was the one he was capturing. She seemed to notice as she tried to angle the kiss differently, but he was quick to change it back.

They could have easily sat there and kissed all night in the middle of the hospital break room, but some footsteps were quick to bring them back to reality. The footsteps continued on down the hallway, not even stepping into the break room, but she had already pulled away and jumped off just in case.

The following silence was surprisingly comfortable as Taehyung felt his phone going off in his pocket. He had just received a text from Jungkook asking about going for drinks in a few minutes. Taehyung was quick to decline as she didn’t fail to take a peek at his messages.

“I accidentally ended up deleting your number,” Taehyung had been surprised that those words weren’t coming from him as he looked to her, “I can’t tell you how many times I regretted not memorizing your number after I deleted it. The only thing I had to keep my hopes up about you was working together.”

Taehyung smiled and took a deep breath as he drank her in. It felt too much like a dream to be real, and if he was dreaming, he wanted to remember every feature on her face.

He looked back down at his phone as he opened his contacts and clicked on ‘new contact.’ She raised her eyebrows as he handed her his phone and let out a soft laugh. “I kind of did the same thing as you.”

A knowing smile flew on her face as she typed in her number and her name. Before she gave it back to him, she opened up the messages and pulled up her contact to send a new message. Without typing anything, she handed his phone back to him and pulled her phone out.

“Type whatever you want and send it so that I can save your number,” she spoke as Taehyung immediately started typing. It was only a matter of seconds before he sent the text and it appeared on the phone in her hand. Her smile didn’t falter as she looked at her screen, seeing the number that she had cried over not remembering. Her eyes moved to read the message as Taehyung reached over and grabbed her hand, lacing their fingers together.

02-312-XXXX I missed you.

I’m so tired omg. Gotta get back to writing because I’m on a roll xD

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-Admin Jinnie

pt 5 literally got me so riled up I’m so ready for part 6

I’m so excited for posting future parts! I hope you continue to stick around~ Thank you for reading

OHMYGOSH OK SO can you do a fanfic where you and jungkook are engaged and on your anniversary he cheats w your sister and you go to tae for comfort?? ITS HELLA ANGSTY BUT I CANT FIND ANYONE WHO HAS WRITTEN ANYTHING LIKE IT AND YOUR ABSOLUTELY AMAZING AT WRITING

I’M SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG!! I’ve finally finished it and I hope it was worth this stupidly long wait. Thank you so much for the request because I loved ripping my heart out to write this ;; (and I’m not being sarcastic, I really mean that xD)

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➳ Emotionless (Doctor!Jin x Patient!OC) ♡✞ ✦ 1/2/3/4/5/6/7/8/9/Final ✦ Words: 21.6k Overall Summary: Ever since she was admitted to the hospital, she never spoke a word. The doctors were trying everything possible, but none of them could make her break. Just as they were about to give up, one doctor worked miracles as they saw a smile finally appear on her face.

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⌦ Jerk Barista (Barista!Yoongi x OC) ✞ ♡ ✗ ✦ 1/2/3/4/5/6/7/8/9/Final ✦ Words: 18.2 Overall Summary: You’re my jerk barista who purposely screws up my name when I order my caffeine fix.

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Flashdrive (Highschool AU) ♡ Words: 4.7k Summary: School group projects were the absolute worst, and I just had to be paired up with him.

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➳ High School Hierarchy (High School AU) ♡ ✞ Words: 6.8k Summary: Seoul High takes it’s social statuses seriously- to the point where unless you’re popular, you can’t speak to those who are. The only ones yet to challenge that narrative would be Minah and Hoseok, even if it wasn’t necessarily by choice.

Something Salty (Idol!Hoseok x Reader) ♡ Words: 2.6k Summary: You’re pretty sure that something is not completely right with you’re coffee… Surely it had nothing to do with the revel of you dating Hoseok. Surely not.

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We Love you Namjoon! (OT7) ♡ Words: 600+ Summary: All the BTS members were getting really worried for their leader who was locked up in his room reading hate messages all day, so they decided to step in and try and help him.

➳ Out of my Mind (Namjoon x OC) ✞ ♡ Words: 2.5k Summary: He hated to abuse her kindness like he was, but he couldn’t bring himself to change anything. It would hurt more people to change his ways than it would to keep them. Maybe.

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➳ Rings and Broken Antiques (Jimin x Reader) ♡ Words: 1.9k Summary: You’re a playboy who has an interest in me, and also you have a problem with breaking antiques you never pay for.

⌦ Just Like Him (Jimin x OC) ♡ ✞ Words: 1.7k Summary: He’s exactly like him… Their similarities are painstakingly obvious. Is it wrong to date someone because they remind you of your first love?

Dresses and Dates (Jimin x Reader) ♡ Words: 3.4k Summary: Winter Formal is coming up and I don’t have a date. I thought the term ‘group date’ meant going as a group, but apparently I was wrong.

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So Much Better (Bestfriend!Taehyung x Reader) ♡ Words: 3.4k Summary: My idea of how I was going to ignore my ex was to just sleep all day, but Taehyung had different ideas.

Stigmatic Reflection (Criminal!Taehyung) ✞✗ Words: 300+ Summary: This time I woke in a jail cell, but this was all too real.

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➳ Only 6 Months (CEO!Jungkook x Barista!OC)♡✞ ✦1/2/3/4/5/6/7/8/9/10/11/12/13/14/15/16/17/18/19/Final✦ Words: 80.5k Overall Summary: Who knew that pretending to be in love could create such chaos?

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Finally Free (Jungkook x Reader) ♡ Words: 1.2k Summary: Requested fluff for a med-student reader and her boyfriend finally getting a day to relax.

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