Omg Some Anons Can Be So Mean

Omg some anons can be so mean 😤

Just remember that you are:

*I protects*

thank you rosie🥺️🥺️🥺️

Hi👋🏽 could you do a fic for Jungkook with prompts 1,4 & 49? Maybe he is sick and gets really clingy and needy lol, and then his s/o gets sick too. ❤️

hello there, anonie 👋🏽 here are the prompts ;;;

1 - “can you stay? please?”

4 - “you’re gonna be the death of me.”

49 - “all thanks to your dumbass.”

hope you like them, darling !!

in sickness and in health - jungkook x reader

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"baby, its not that bad, i promise but i think i really need you here 'cause you know, you said, in sickness and in health, 'member?"

"koo, the wedding's not until next year and i'm on my way, just getting some soup to put in the thermos, okay? hang in there, my brave love, wanna stay on the phone or rest some more?"

"rest more, wanna rest more so i can see you better," jungkook babbles and along the line, he hangs up, hopefully snoring away his sudden cold and cough. you warned him about having the 5 different types of bingsu's back-to-back, but he took it upon himself to finish it because you got it from the other side of town while you were working.

carefully pouring jungkook's favourite tomato soup into a thermos, you quickly thank the front person at the restaurant and rush home, groaning at the red lights and hoping the soup doesn't get cold.

when you reach home, its odd to find bam not rushing to you, eager paws trying to hug you, followed by his father trying to do the same, attacking you with his kisses. you find bam's bowls filled with water and food, fond smile taking over your face when you see jungkook's fatherliness peeking through even when he's sick. bam finds his way to you, nosing your leg, trying to nudge you to your shared bedroom, as if to say, "quickly, appa's waiting for you!" making sure you're following him.

gentle snores escape your fiance's lips, hands tightly wrapped around your pillow and it warms your heart to see that he looks for you even in his sleep. you see bam making his way to the foot of the bed, curling up, droopy eyes and head down, showing you its his nap time already. after making sure bam was comfortable, you get the soup along with some bread with hot cheese, knowing jungkook would like some comfort food now.

you slip back into the room to find jungkook gazing down at bam, long hand hanging over the downside of your bedpost, softly scratching your big baby's ears. his head shifts to you, tired smile adorning his face. you place the tray of warm food on the side table, settling next to him and stroking his hair, "feeling okay now, darling?" he shrugs and points at his forehead, "i dunno, you didn't gimme a kiss yet," wincing at his scratchy voice. you immediately place a kiss on his forehead, followed by kisses all over his face, not caring whether or not you'll get sick.

"aren't you feeling cold? where's your t-shirt?" you ramble about how he shouldn't be half naked when sick, trying to get off the bed but held back by strong arms around your waist. "get this off," he mumbles at your work attire, tugging at your coat and shirt. "okay, you big baby," pecking his lips and smoothing his hair, you whisper out a, "i'll be back," to an already sleeping jungkook.

when you change into your favourite shirt (read: jungkook's) and slip back into bed, strong arms wind around you once again, sleepy face nuzzling into your tummy. the unusual warmth from jungkook has you remembering about the soup and cheese toast and when you whisper the magic words of, "i've got soup and cheese toast" has jungkook up in a instant, almost giving you whiplash. "not so sick now, are you?" reaching for the tray and setting it down in front of him. his hot breaths reach your neck, gentle poking of his hands prompting you to feed him.

after satisfying both of your insatiable appetites, he pulls you down for a quick cuddle, ears turning red at your gentle teasing and doting kisses. "what happened to super antibody, hmm?" followed by a gentle kiss on his pink nose. he huffs in good fun, mumbling out a, “you’re gonna be the death of me.” you squish his face for good measure, coaxing him to take a power nap for another round of rest. his arms hold you tighter, knowing you're not very fond of naps, squeezing out a scratchy, “can you stay? please?” you look into his tired eyes, swollen lids indicating his lack of rest. "sleep, koo, i'll be right here."

jungkook is woken up by the incessant yet quiet sound of clearing of throat, furrowed eyebrows slowly easing at your sight. you're gulping down hot water, tissues rubbing at your nose. sensing his eyes on you, your playful glare does nothing but bring out a mischievous laugh out of him, ensuing a fit of coughs. you throw the tissues, sniffling into his arms and throwing out a, “all thanks to your dumbass.” which lures out another laugh out of jungkook.

in sickness and in health, remember?

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requests closed.

anyone else get goosebumps when they listen to music?

how many kpop bands you stan??

mainly, 4 ^^ bts, mamamoo, enhypen & txt. i am a casual listener of various other bands and soloists !!

delicate's pretty boy

summary: jungkook’s had a long day. like reeeeally long. what better way to finish it up than cuddle up with his high school sweetheart and listen to his favourite music all night.

warnings: jungkook x female!reader, mentions of a long/bad day, overuse of sweet names, mentions of reader being sick, mentions of spi!cy times like barely there but it’s there yeah?

genre: sliiiiight angst, fluff!

a/n: perfected this piece to the best, okay? im trying not to use y/n anymore instead just some nice soft names? i think its better :/// hope you like it !! the prettiest banner there is by @itaeewon !!

slowly walking back home, jungkook looks up at his apartment building, squinting to see if his apartment’s lights are on or off. he decides that not announcing his return loudly and dropping himself on you is probably not for the best today. forgoing his daily routine of going up the stairs and having a race with himself, he jams the lift button, impatiently tapping his foot. he trudges into the lift, swiftly pressing the buttons, pulling his bucket hat down and leaning his head against the cool wall of the lift. a jingle signals that he’s reached his floor and he eagerly rushes out, the thought of you spurring him on.

he waves a hand over his touchscreen lock, typing the passkey to get into your shared apartment. he walks into to find your shared abode in darkness, save for the sweet vanilla smell of the candle and its flickering flame, along with the lights from the night scene outside. he can see a figure rising up from the sofa, outlines of messy hair illuminated by the moonlight streaming in. jungkook all but abandons everything in his hands, including your simple dinner of soup and rice from your favourite restaurant. he walks up to you quickly, settling next to you.

“how are you feeling now, baby?” he asks, fixing the blanket for you. your nimble hands somehow reach out for his bucket hat, taking it off off and tangling your fingers in his soft hair. using his jacket as leverage, you took your designated place in his lap and wrapped your arms around him in what he thinks is the best form of comfort right now.

“I took a painkiller and slept the whole thing off,” mumbling against his chest, you plop your chin up, looking up at him with concerned eyes despite your sleepiness, “your day went okay, pretty boy?” he buries his face in your neck at the nickname, somehow shifting you both so you’re both lying down, him on top looking down at you with an enamored look in his eyes.

you slip off his flimsy excuse of a jacket and it joins along with his bucket hat on the floor, followed by his t-shirt. he slots himself between your legs, his fluffy head finding its way to your chest, making its home with strong arms wrapping around your waist. you trace his tattoos like it’s muscle memory, silently coaxing him to let it all out. he chuckles at the silent yet meaningful gesture and he tells you how he messed up one of his assignments, causing a black mark on his name with his favourite professor and that the vending machine ran out of his favourite crisps, causing him to get grumpy. you giggle at the last bit of his rant which is followed by an enraged gasp of, “baby, how could you?” bringing giggles out of you with his long fingers abusing your ticklish spots.

“okay, okay pretty boy, settle down!” you grab his wrists, holding them as tightly as you could, knowing he could easily slip out of your grasp. he relents, effortlessly slips out of your so-called tight grasp, propping himself up on his elbows, gazing down at you, eyes crinkling when they meet yours. you lift your head up in question, looping your arms around his neck, intertwining your fingers in his hair. he shrugs, ducking down to suddenly cover face in kisses, mumbling out an, “I love you,” in the process.

you smile, holding his face so he stays in his place, chin placed on your chest and doe eyes looking at you, so much adoration and love in his eyes, jungkook feels like he could burst when you say, “I love you too,” hands finding its way into his back, softly massaging his knots, eliciting loud and exaggerated groans from him.

“keep quiet!” you say scandalously, “I don’t want the neighbours knocking up on the door and telling me to not sing in the middle of the night,” you remove your hands as if it’s punishment, only to have his long limbs place your hands back on its previous spot, nudging you to continue. “i’ll keep quiet, love,” he says, burying his face in your chest, proceeding to fake moan and groan loudly at your actions. they’re followed by light slaps and soft laughs to his bare back, eventually turning to gentle pats to put him to sleep, like putting a newborn to bed. mumbling out a tired "good night, i love you," jungkook is glad he got your soft lullaby of "i love you too." before he drifted off to dreamland, meeting you there again.

new tag game (?) ^^

which hyyh character are you? (got from this post and also to honour the new album T-T)

tw⚠️ talks of vi0lence, dea!h & religion.

i got: jungkook

you're the "little one" of your group. you hold on to your friends like a vice because your legs are too short to keep up on your own. more often than not, you're the one that trails behind on the sidewalk alone. sometimes you think you're too needy, and that you should pull your own weight. it's not that you think you're undeserving, but that you should be better. you could be better, but you don't know how, and that frustration boils over into self-destruction. take a deep breath. talk to your friends about how you feel and what you need. set your boundaries, those who really care about you will respect them and they will be patient while you catch up.

T-T why, is it scarily true should be the actual question. sorry, i have no words for this. it actually shut me up and im gonna redirect my attention back at physics ^^

tagging da lovelies (no pressure !!) : @rosedtae ; @soobhyun ; @kookiecrumb ; @armys-dna ; @jungkookschin ; @jktones ; @jiminieslilpout ; @angelseokjinnie ; @fancyonlyme25 ; @parkdatjimin ; @bebejungkook ; @pb-n-juju and anyone else who would like to try !!!