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i.n.v.u (j.jungkook x reader)

summary: it's ironic you envy and love him at the same time.

pairing: college!jungkook x introvert!reader

genre: friendstolovers!au, angst, happy ending

warnings: oneshot, its kinda angsty, pining from the reader's end, they're like friends but there's a fine line between friendly affection and actual love

a/n: cause I've been listening to invu by taeyeon on repeat.

You envy Jeon Jungkook.

You envy the nonchalant facade he puts up, walking around without having a care in the world. You envy the way he easily puts his arm around you, rubbing the sliver of shoulder peeking through, effectively raising goosebumps. You envy the way he seems to not be bothered by anything, always in his own little bubble.

You love Jeon Jungkook, you realize.

You love his nonchalant walk, oozing confidence and radiating positivity, offering genuine smiles to anyone who passes his way. You love the way Jungkook is comfortable with you, his hands and arms finding solace, wrapped around your body. You love the way Jungkook is unbothered by anything, always looking at the world in rose tinted glasses.

oh, the irony.

You think you're losing your mind.

What started as simple partners for a project ended up as friends who don't quite know their boundaries.

What started out as, "he's funny, let's see where this goes," ended up in, "it's been 15 minutes, why hasn't he texted me back yet?"

You had texted him in the morning, informing him that you wouldn't be attending college today because you were on the lookout for part time jobs. A simple "cool" would've sufficed, maybe even a "good luck today!" You didn't expect radio silence, something which you should've been used to since it's been happening for the past week. You sit on the bus stand bench, going through your conversations with him on your phone, wondering when or where you scared him off. You tap your foot in impatience, looking around for the bus when you happened to look at your phone for the time. You groan and get up, realising you missed the bus. As you trudge back home, heart heavy in your chest and phone equally heavy in your pocket, Mother Nature seems to have plans too, starting her downpour and matching your downcast mood.

Not bothering to take an umbrella in the morning-in your defence, it was extremely sunny today-you let yourself get soaked, washing away today's stress in a unique way, which you know will result in a cold tomorrow. It even gives you time to think about your relationship with Jungkook, something which you haven't thought about properly.

You had contemplated distancing yourself and cutting yourself off from him entirely, which clearly wasn't possible because he somehow always found his way back to you. You can't love him, even though you clearly do. You and him were stark contrasts. Despite him being an introvert like you, he easily found and made friends, a quality you envy.

At the same time, you can't not love him. Anyone would love his shy persona and once you get to know him, it's a rollercoaster ride. Jungkook knows you loves him, drunkenly admitted it to you one night when you picked him from a party. He caught the fleeting glances you gave him and fond smiles which graced your face whenever he talked.

He lamented how he could never reciprocate the love you gave him, crying out on your chest and effectively passing out on you, occasional hiccups emitted from him. Anyone in your place would think he would be speaking the truth and nothing but the truth. But you knew better. You caught the heart eyed gazes he sent you and the smiles which adorned his face whenever you gave him his favourite food.

You're positive you've lost your mind.

You have never run behind anyone like this, especially a man. You've never indulged in a ambiguous game like this, knowing it would end up harsh words being thrown about and precious hearts being wounded.

You've figured it's your kind of love though, enjoying the thrill it gave you, always waiting for the next move. Any sane person would let go of it, but this rollercoaster of emotions is the only thing which has kept you alive, not letting that tiny flame inside you become embers. You've found things about yourself you've never known through Jungkook.

You initially kept Jungkook at an arm's distance, like you usually do with anyone who interacts with you. Jungkook broke down your firm and sturdy walls, chip by chip. His frequent, uninvited presence in your studio apartment, along with tteokbokki and his dog, Bam grew on you. His warmth, provided by his bear hugs, calmed the storm within you.

You never believed in love, no. Having parents who focused solely on your grades and not you, paired with friends who used you for your brain, you lost faith in that fickle concept. You had no one to turn to in your troubled times, save for the plushie you got from your late grandma. You had gotten used to the grey, stormy clouds in your sky, starting to detest the occasional ray of sunshine.

Jungkook turned your whole world upside down, showing you that you can find peace in the midst of a storm. You just hope that when he leaves, he'll make it easy for your poor heart.

Shivering in the cold rain, you quickly walk into your apartment complex. You're shocked to say the least, seeing Jungkook walk out of your apartment, pulling his hoodie over his head.

"hey, you" you say offhandedly, like you're not soaked to the bone, shivering at sudden gusts of wind.

"where have you been?!" Jungkook says agitatedly, pulling you inside your apartment. You look around your apartment, surprisingly clean, ramen bubbling in a pot in your kitchen.

"i sent you a message?" you look at him, innocent face looking back at you. Realisation fleets across his face, "i didn't mean to leave you on read," he starts, "i was thinking." he finishes lamely. "thinking for one whole week? what were you thinking about?" you shrug off his helping hands, slipping off the heavy coat and shoes.

He winces at your cold tone, "sweets, i can explain, okay?" You seem to grow more irritated at the nickname he usually calls you, "what is there to explain? are you going to explain why you treat me like an option? like I'm some plan b to fall back on?"

You fire him the questions back to back, raising his temper too. "i don't know where you got that from, but i never treat you like an option," he says firmly.

Before you could open your mouth, he shoots back, "you're the one who seems to be the expert at ghosting, do you see me complaining?"

"you know why I do that, I've told you everything!" you're border-lining on losing your composure. "you're still not telling me as to why you suddenly just dis-"

"i needed time to think about us!"

"there never was an us!"

"well, would it really be so bad if there was one?!"

Well, that shut you up. Jungkook doesn't seem to take pride in that, instead he guides you to your bedroom, having laid out your his sweatshirt with your shorts. "freshen up and then we'll talk, okay? don't want you freezing to death."

And so you do just that. You take a steaming, hot shower and dress comfortably. The smell of spicy ramen and chicken wafts through your house. You want to tell Jungkook that food wont bribe you this time but when you see him zoned out, sitting on the floor and leaning against the couch, you think you'll be abit kinder to him this time.

You settle next to him, a gentle hand on his arm making him snap out of his reverie. He takes your hand in his large one, "i want you to know one thing," he says earnestly, "you never are or were an option to me. if anything, you're the only one for me."

You look at your now intertwined hands and to his imploring eyes, begging you to say something. "you know that you're special, right?" Jungkook is taken aback. You've never spoken to him like this, let alone about him. "you're the only one who I've chased behind and the only one who i let my emotions go haywire for," you glance at the spread he's laid out on your tiny table, TV ready with options to watch from Netflix. "I've never had anyone dote over me or make sure I'm fed daily." Looking back at him, you're not sure why tears well up in the bottom of your eyes. He leaves your hand in his lap and cups your face, eyes wiping the tears that fell astray. "the sky's crying, doesn't mean you have to," referring to raging thunderstorm outside. Contrary to the chaos which going on in your head, you feel at peace, having said your mind out to him.

His hands slip to their humble abode, your waist, pulling you closer with his sheer strength. His eyes closed and forehead leaning on yours, you mimic him, hands curling around his neck, trying to pull him closer. He ends up pulling you onto his lap, tiny pecks left on your lips and hands splayed firmly on your back, trying to convey all his emotions through his intimate actions. A smile grows on your face with the repeated kisses, catching him off-guard with a kiss back.

You envy Jeon Jungkook. Envy the way he easily found his way to your heart, making it his home.

You love Jeon Jungkook. Love the way he made your heart his home and love him for barging into your life, showing you that you're his only love.

Germ 🖤🦠

Can you do 7 and 27 with namjoon? And congrats on the milestone!!! You truly dserve it and more ♡

ofc, juju! tysm for requesting <3 i hope you'll enjoy this one!

7 - “i heard my crush on you was obvious, apparently.”

27 - “i’m sorry for watching you tolerate it.”

i love seeing you from my pov - namjoon x reader

"shhh, she's coming this way, shut it people."

yoongi doesn't think he's seen namjoon smile this widely, dimples on full display, eyes crinkling into crescent moons. a gentle "hi" along with a "wanna sit with us for lunch?" and when you nod in return, he practically yeets taehyung out of his seat, softly patting the seat next to him. you chuckle, amused at his duality. yoongi resists the urge to cover his mouth with his hand, shocked at how lovey-dovey his friend is acting. apparently, its not acting, because it's the same way he acts his dog moni, all mushy and a puddle of goo.

namjoon is clinging onto every word you're saying, adding his own insights, which makes you rant more about some magic library book you read. slowly, one by one, the boys sigh and pick at their food, tired of namjoon not speaking up and telling you what he was telling them a few moments ago before you arrived.

"can you believe it? moni and her get along so well! i couldn't ask a better mother for my child," namjoon says dreamily, much to the disgust of his friends. "just tell her, man" seokjin groans, "we're tired of you ranting about her night and day! all you have to do is walk up to her, tell her you like her and live happily ever after."

namjoon's face drops at his hyung's blunt words, “i’m sorry for watching you tolerate it.” he says quietly. yoongi glares at seokjin, sliently reprimanding him. "all he's saying is, maybe you should tell her" he starts slowly, "keeping her in the dark and not letting her know may result in something you both don't want," yoongi says wisely. namjoon nods, suddenly perking up and being all smiles. yoongi just hopes he finally tells you what's been on his mind and heart all this while.

it's you who makes the first move, surprisingly.

"hey, do you wanna come with me to the boba shop later? i got their premium card and i could use someone to help me get a discount."

everyone's looking at namjoon now, food long forgotten. namjoon catches their stares, sliently urging him to say yes and get the damn discount. also, get them boba teas while he's at it.

he looks back at you, unfamiliar glint of hope in your eyes. he nods, offering to take you there. the whole group roars at that suggestion, jimin hastily shoving the keys in your hand, knowing the last vehicle namjoon had driven was a go-kart. said man scoffs at their reaction, mumbling he was just gonna pay for the cab fare.

on the way to the boba shop, namjoon offers you various tips and tricks to get you discounts, saying he's an expert at getting what he wants. turns out, he's right. he's also happily sipping and chewing the boba in front of you, which he got at more than half the price.

"so, joonie," you start, "i've been talking to your friends and-" namjoon suddenly coughs, seemingly choking on a boba ball. you rush and pat his back, settling into the chair next to him. you giggle, "why have you been talking them?" he asks, voice a bit scratchy. you shrug, "they've been trying to talk to me, so last week taehyung, jimin and jungkook forcefully sat me down and uh," you fidget with the loose threads on your beige cardigan, “i heard my crush on you was obvious, apparently.”

hold the *censored* up.

you??? have?? a crush??? on him?!?!?

why? when? where? how? what-

"can you please say something," you chuckle, seeing his eyes dart between you and your fidgeting fingers. how could he be so oblivious? every thing falls into place now, the times you would stay up with him over zoom so you could finish your homework, get him an extra pen because he always asks you, he could go on.

he smiles that smile, your favourite smile. you know namjoon wants to know the W's of your crush on him. if only he could see, from your point of view, he's the loveliest person you could ever meet. gentle yet clumsy, goofy but serious when it comes to something serious, loving but can also be hella annoying. you hold his hand, intertwine them tightly as if to say, "i'll tell you everything."

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