Updated Master List Now Includes Tomorrow X Together. Dont Forget To Submit Those Requests! Much Love!

Updated Master List now includes Tomorrow x Together. Don’t forget to submit those requests! Much love!

Master List

Main Preview (Angst, Light Smut)

Not-A-Date Date with Jimin (Angst, Fluff)

First Time with Taehyung (Fluff, Smut)

If you like these previews, check out the full story on my Wattpad profile!

Main Preview (Angst)

If you like these previews, check out the full story on my Wattpad profile!

Request a One-shot or Drabble imagine for BTS (Requests are OPEN for the rest of October! See my 200 Kuties Milestone Event announcement for more info!)

Here is my Prompt List you can choose from if you wish.

Rules: No abuse, no weapons, nothing with minors. Everything else is pretty much free game (gimme ALL the kinks)! If I find your request potentially controversial, I simply won’t do it or ask you to edit then resubmit it.

If you want to check on the progress of your request, you can check my Works in Progress List.

Note: All rights reserved.

Do not re-post, copy, steal, take excerpts from, change, spin-off, or translate my work (including all my writing, original headers, pictures, and gifs) without my express permission and involvement in the project (including communicating with, tagging, and crediting me properly).

I do not own the people and/or certain settings in my fanfiction.  I do own original characters, locations, and plots.

I do not own the people, the photos, or footage I use for headers, pictures, and gifs. I do own the edit(s).

“Becoming His” Part One, Part Two (with Smut), Part Two (without Smut), Part Three, Part Four (COMING SOON!) ~ Mini-Series, Yandere, Angst, Fluff, Smut

“Red Flame” Part One, Part Two ~ Drabble, Fluff

“Good Enough” ~ Drabble, Fluff

“Always Loved You” ~ One-Shot, Fluff

“And Then He Was Gray” Part One, Part Two, Part Three, Part Four, Part Five, Part Six (End) ~ One-Shot, Smut, Fluff

“Make This Work” ~ Drabble, Angst, Fluff

“Paint Me Over” ~ One-Shot, Smut

“I Need U Girl” ~ Drabble, Angst, Fluff

“Tears and Tulips” ~ One-Shot, Angst, Fluff

“Summer Portrait” Part One, Part Two ~ One-Shot, Fluff, Vampire

“Through Hell” ~ One-Shot, Angst

“It’s Crazy” ~ Drabble, Fluff, Angst

“Caught” Prologue, Part One, Part Two, Part Three (COMING SOON!) ~ Mini-Series, Yandere, Angst, Smut

“Never Really Over” ~ One-Shot, Angst, Fluff

“Buzzed” Part One, Part Two, Part Three (COMING SOON!) ~ One-Shot, Smut, Angst

“Connect Two” ~ One-Shot, Angst, Fluff

(COMING SOON! Submit those requests!)

Request a One-shot or Drabble imagine for Tomorrow x Together (Requests are OPEN for the rest of October! See my 200 Kuties Milestone Event announcement for more info!)

Here is my Prompt List you can choose from if you wish.

Rules: No abuse, no weapons, NO SMUT. They are too young of a group for smut requests at this time. Everything else is pretty much free game (gimme ALL the angst, romance, and fluff)! If I find your request potentially controversial, I simply won’t do it or ask you to edit then resubmit it.

If you want to check on the progress of your request, you can check my Works in Progress List.

Note: All rights reserved.

Do not re-post, copy, steal, take excerpts from, change, spin-off, or translate my work (including all my writing, original headers, pictures, and gifs) without my express permission and involvement in the project (including communicating with, tagging, and crediting me properly).

I do not own the people and/or certain settings in my fanfiction.  I do own original characters, locations, and plots.

I do not own the people, the photos, or footage I use for headers, pictures, and gifs. I do own the edit(s).

(COMING SOON! Submit those requests!)

(COMING SOON! Submit those requests!)

(COMING SOON! Submit those requests!)

(COMING SOON! Submit those requests!)

(COMING SOON! Submit those requests!)

Update to my Big Announcement

Warning(s): Pregnancy, morning sickness, surgery, and swears.

TL,DR at the end.

Hey kuties~

Been a while.

I cannot apologize enough for having been gone for like... a year. Literally a year. Lemme spill some tea on what has happened since July 2020 when I found out I was pregnant.

So, shortly after I posted my Big Announcement in which I said I’d finish all my ongoing projects (LOL), I got sick. Like, it was regular pregnancy sickness, but worse. I was throwing up ALL the damn time. It was bad. I couldn’t move off my couch let alone think up beautiful words to write you all, and I am so sorry for that.

So, my second trimester rolls around, and my morning sickness as well as Covid takes a turn for the better, so the little shop that I work for opens back up. But then, my Assistant Manager quits to pursue his art (which I fully support! His art is amazing x 12,000). My Manager offers me the position. So here I am, fully pregnant, and going from working 2-3 days a week in 5 hour shifts to working a full 40 hour work week. Then Christmas rolls around, which for retail is like a living hell, so I’m working hella overtime. All while pregnant in the middle of a pandemic. To say I was sanitizing my hands every 5 minutes is an understatement.

I am very lucky. I’ve never had Covid. I didn’t go outside or visit people once during the pandemic, and it’s only recently I’ve begun to see my family regularly again. It was nuts.

Anyway, the point is, I had no time to write, and even if I did, I spent it sleeping because holy fuck, pregnancy makes you tired and it’s not like the morning sickness ever fully went away, it just lessened.

So my third trimester rolls around, and I am still working anywhere from 40-55 hours a week all while being UNCOMFORTABLY PREGNANT. Yes, I am crazy. It got to the point where I was so huge, I couldn’t bend over any more to pick up merch people had thrown on the floor.

That was when I turned in my resignation. I’ve always wanted to quit work to be a full-time mom and writer, and this was my chance! Right?! WRONG. So I quit 2 weeks before I was due, and in that time, I was quarantining, but I was setting up everything for the baby and also resting, because fuck, just walking around the house made me tired. Pregnancy is a wild ride, my peoples. So again, not really any time to write.

So then, I have my baby. And she is freaking BEAUTIFUL (yes, she is a girl!) and amazing, and... so damn high maintenance. I mean, that’s just babies in general, but my little girl is so goddamn picky about everything. She was not one of those babies that would just eat and sleep a lot, she required a ton of attention. Not only that, but I had to have her via emergency c-section because she decided to come a week late, and her heartbeat started dropping because my placenta decided it had enough and started to give out, so I was on the couch AGAIN not able to really move or do anything besides feed my baby, sleep, and eat.

So my baby girl is 3 months old, and she finally got to the point where I had actual free time during the day. But then... I started having pain. Real bad pain, in my back. Like the type of back pain where you are immobilized in bed, not being able to move because it hurts so badly. It got to the point where the pain would only go away when I threw up.

Y’all, I legit thought I was pregnant again, and I was about to give up because holy fuck, I was not ready.

So I went to the doctor. Turns out my gall bladder was super inflamed with a bunch of little stones in it. So I had to get it taken out. Yep, you read that right. I had 2 SURGERIES IN 4 MONTHS.

Fuck. Me.

Anyways, so now I’m all healed up, my pain is finally gone, my little one is 4 months old and actually takes long naps now, and I finally, finally, finally have time/energy/motivation to write.

So here I am! I’m back! And as an olive branch/apology present, I have finished “And Then He was Gray!” Yep, I’m posting the last two parts over the next two days (one per day) so you can have that, at least. I’m still keeping requests closed for now until I get caught up (which honestly, might take another whole year tbh). I’m planning on posting regularly again, but it will be very slow, and nowhere near as consistent. Sorry everyone, I’ve got a little baby to take care of, and well, as I’ve learned, shit happens!

Thank you for all your understanding and support in advance. It’s such a pleasure to write for you all, and I honestly do love it. I wish I had more time in the day, but hey, what can you do?

Love you kuties <3

TL,DR: I got pregnant, was really sick from the pregnancy, then got promoted to full-time at work, then had a baby, then had gall bladder surgery, and now I’m finally healed up with enough energy to write for you all again.

And Then He Was Gray (Part Five)

Disclaimer: I edited the pic I used for my header, but the OG pic belongs to BTS & BigHit.

Author’s Note: I’m baaaaack!!!! 😄 So sorry this took so long to update! I feel so bad, but I promise I have a good reason why it’s been forever since I’ve posted. Please see my Big Announcement Update for further info. I’ve missed you all!

Age Recommendation: 21+ (Not just a recommendation, kuties!)

Warnings: Swears, god f*cking dammit.

LOTS AND LOTS OF DIRTY, FILTHY SMUT including, but not limited to, biting, sucking, groping, Jin throwing Y/n around a bit, the giving/receiving of hickeys, BDSM themes, fingering, Jin going all in on Y/n’s praise kink, face-fucking, smut, smut, and more smut.

Forget the gallon of holy water, I need an entire pool-full of the stuff 😂 Enjoy!

Word Count: 2,178

Master List

Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ

And Then He Was Gray (Jin One-Shot, Smut, Fluff) Part Five

Once Jin had shut and locked his front door, I turned around and looked at him from across the room, eyes wide with apprehension. He stared at me for a few long moments, a playful smile drawing the corners of his full, cotton-candy lips upward, his large hands shoved in his pockets.

“Tell me what you want,” he said so quietly I almost didn’t catch it.

“Want… Want you,” I murmured.

Jin crossed the room, stepping so close to me I could feel the heat emanating from his body. I looked down in embarrassment, but he wasn’t having any of that. He gently cupped both sides of my jaw with his hands and raised my gaze until it was locked onto his. I drew in a shaky breath, trembling from the suspense, as his head dipped further down until his lips mercifully brushed against mine.

I let out a satisfied moan, finally getting a taste of what I desired, as I deepened the kiss by wrapping my arms around Jin’s neck and tugging him closer. Jin let go of my face, putting his hands to work elsewhere. They scrambled over my body, not able to decide on a resting place. They first squeezed my hips, then wrapped around them, then moved to massage handfuls of my ass, only to roam north and tweak my clothed breasts until my nipples stiffened.

I gasped and licked inside his mouth, each new sensation bringing me higher and higher until my mind was smothered in a lust-filled haze. I wanted him. I needed him.

Jin suddenly shoved me backward, and I fell on the couch behind me with a loud “Ooomf!”

Before I could question him, he loomed over me, eyes swirling with dark clouds of desire. As slow as could be, Jin raised his arms. His gray, star-studded shirt followed suit, showing off the honey-toned skin of his stomach I’d been dying to get a taste of all night, and the strip of Balenciaga boxers. My mouth watered, forcing me to swallow. Finally, he tugged the shirt off, revealing his smooth, broad shoulders.

Jin stepped closer to the point where I could smell his musky cologne, the spiciness of the scent making my nostrils tingle. God, I wanted nothing but to taste that bare skin. I wanted nothing but to inhale buckets of that scent. Yet I didn’t dare touch him. Not until he gave me the go-ahead. I actually sat on my hands to keep myself from the temptation.

He chuckled a bit at my antics before tantalizingly undoing the button that sealed his jeans together. His fingers grasped the zipper, and I actually bit my lip to contain myself.

Jin took notice and dropped to his knees, pressing the pad of his thumb against my bottom lip and drawing it out from between my teeth. “What did I say about you biting your lip?” he murmured, his eyes emitting a dangerous aura.

“S-Sorry, Sir,” I stuttered. “I-It’s your job.”

“That’s right.”

He kissed me harshly, dominating my mouth with his, taking turns between shoving his tongue down my throat and taking my bottom lip between his lips and sucking. “You know,” he said, drawing back, leaving me panting. “Now that I think about it, I don’t think it’s fair that you get to see me before I get to see you.”

Jin snaked his hands around to my ass and tugged me to the edge of the couch, causing me to let out a yelp. He devoured my mouth once more, his hands rubbing up and down my thighs, getting closer and closer to my core until he reached my gray skirt and began to tug it and my panties off all at once. Jin drew back as he slid the fabric down my skin, his eyes following its movement until he reached my calves. I lifted my legs up, allowing him to slide the clothes over my feet and toss them away.

He then grasped both of my knees and forced my legs apart. Heat flooded my cheeks as he stared at my dripping core, fascinated. “Damn,” he murmured. “Such a pretty pussy… just begging to be fucked.”

I whimpered in response to his words, my exposed middle clenching around nothing. Jin let out a low groan when he saw that. “Want me that bad, huh?” he asked.

I nodded eagerly. “Want you so, so bad, Sir.”

Jin stood and undid his zipper, yanking his dark jeans down just enough to expose his hard member bulging from inside his boxers, the tip barely sticking out above the waistband, weeping pre-cum.

He drew closer, standing between my open legs. At long last, he finally freed his dick, tossing his pants and boxers away, and I gasped, my mouth falling open of its own accord. “That’s right, baby girl,” Jin growled. “Suck. But keep those hands underneath that pretty ass of yours.”

I immediately obeyed, sliding my hands underneath my thighs, before shoving the entire, long length of his cock inside my eager mouth. The velvety, soft skin of his member urged me to hollow out my cheeks and suck hard, bobbing my head up and down, earning me several loud gasps and moans from Jin. I got him to the point where his entire frame began to shudder from the pleasure. “Such a good girl,” he managed to gasp out. “No teasing at all… just went straight for it. My kind of girl.”

Encouraged by the praise, I sped up my pace, allowing his cock to hit the back of my throat and activate my gag reflex. I instinctively tried to press my legs together, wanting any sort of friction or relief, but Jin’s body stood in the way.

Jin groaned loudly, gratifying me through his pleasure. He wrapped my hair into his fist and guided me as I continued slurping and sucking around his huge member. “Hold still, baby,” he suddenly commanded. “I’m going to fuck your face.”

At his words, I braced myself and tried to contain myself at the same time. My entire system of nerves felt like they were on fire, tingles running up and down my spine at every moan he let out, flushing with a heat I only dreamed existed before now. “Squeeze my thigh when you need a break,” Jin said.

He suddenly thrust deeply down my throat, holding still there for just a second before pulling nearly all the way back out. He did that a couple more times before increasing his pace, ramming his cock in and out so rapidly I almost couldn’t keep up. I dug my nails into Jin’s thigh, trying to stay in control while staving off the downward spiral that was my own carnal indulgence.

Jin immediately stopped, pulling out of my mouth with a pop. “You okay?” he asked, concern lacing his voice, so different from the dominant growl he’d used earlier.

I coughed for a moment, wiping tears from my eyes. “Y-Yes,” I finally spluttered out. “Sorry, I wanted to keep going, I didn’t think, I just needed something to… something to…”

Jin’s eyes were soft as he pulled me upright, a knowing smile hovering over his perfect lips. “Something to hold on to?”

I nodded, looking down in embarrassment.

He lifted my gaze to his with a gentle finger underneath my chin. “Do you want to keep going?”

I nodded eagerly. His dark eyes smoldered, lust filling them, his smile changing into a smirk. I was going to get whiplash from the duality of this man. Jin suddenly scooped me up, causing me to shriek in surprise, before carrying me to his bedroom and tossing me on the bed. “Come here,” he growled.

I obeyed, scooting towards him. Jin peeled my top off, grunting in appreciation when he saw the lacy black bra underneath. “Were you expecting this to happen?” he asked, amusement lacing his voice.

I shrugged. “Not really. I just… like to feel pretty in all aspects when I go to a party.”

“I see,” he murmured, leaning down and undoing the clasps of my bra, sliding the straps down off my shoulders and tossing the bit of fabric somewhere behind him. He crawled on the bed on top of me, nudging my thighs apart. He leaned back, only for a moment, sliding a condom on his hard, huge length. I swallowed hard at the sight.

Jin let out a low chuckle before grabbing me and flipping me onto my front. “God, this ass,” he groaned, spreading my cheeks apart.

He rubbed the pad of his middle finger up and down my length. “So fucking wet still. That’s my good girl.”

I moaned at his words, soaking up his praise. Jin leaned over me, his chest pressing against my back, before prodding me open with his tip. He was enormous, but I knew I could take it. I wanted to take it more than anything at that moment. Inch by inch, he slid inside me, the pressure on my slick walls so phenomenal I could hardly stand it. He bottomed out then slowly slid back until he was nearly all the way out again, then pumped back in. His pace increased as we both adjusted, crescendoing faster and faster until slapping sounds filled the air. I pressed my face into his comforter, moaning loudly as he pounded me into the bed like nothing else mattered. Grunts, growls, and the occasional, “Oh god, you feel so good,” came from behind me as Jin continued ruining me beyond belief.

The building pleasure I felt was unreal. It felt so good, I couldn’t think, I couldn’t open my eyes, hell, I could barely breathe. I could feel my pelvis muscles tightening, a chord in me about to snap.

“Fuck!” Jin cried out, suddenly pulling out of me. My legs trembled as the cold air hit my insides.

“Come here,” he growled, flipping me back over. “I need to see that pretty face as I make you come undone.”

He kissed me harshly, twirling his tongue around mine, groaning loudly as he pressed back inside of me. He went frustratingly slower this time, prolonging both our orgasms, instead choosing to focus on biting and sucking the skin around my neck and breasts, leaving a trail of purple blossoms all over.

Jin pulled back suddenly, sweat making the ends of his hair wet, his lust-filled eyes and parted mouth making me flush with a new wave of heat. “I’m going to fuck you until you scream,” he murmured.

I audibly gasped as he pumped in and out of me at a lightning-fast tempo, the smell of our juices permeating the air as they began to mix. It was all I could do to moan and feel his delicious length hitting all the right spots. “Gonna cum for me, baby girl?” Jin panted. “Gonna cum so hard around my dick?”

I fucking lost it. All my muscles tightened at once, a gasp coming at the end of each loud moan as I struggled for air, my orgasm washing over me like a thousand-foot tidal wave. “Fuck!” I cried out as I hit the peak of my pleasure.

Jin slowed down a little, prolonging my orgasm, relishing in the way I tightened and released around him. “Damn,” he grunted. “You’re pussy is so fucking good, so fucking tight. I could fuck it all night long.”

“Do it,” I groaned.

His pace picked up once more, my moans coming out as loud whimpers. I almost wanted to beg for him to stop, but at the same time, I wanted to beg him to keep going forever and ever. Jin’s hips snapped into mine, and he only paused for a second to pin my legs backward, his shoulder muscles popping from the tension. “God, I’m gonna cum,” he huffed, pounding me faster.

His pleasure was my pleasure. I moaned loudly as my muscles clenched together once more, another orgasm hitting me just as he let out a loud growl, pressing his twitching length inside me as he came.

“Fuuuuuck,” Jin groaned, his member pulsating inside of me as spurt after spurt of cum wrecked the inside of the condom. He finally stilled, both of us panting hard. Jin slid a hand around the back of my neck and kissed me deeply, slowly, sensually, like he wanted to taste and feel every bit of my lips with his, so different from his rough kisses from before.

I couldn’t wipe the smile from my face as I kissed him back. He felt so good, so amazing. I didn’t want this to end.

Jin pulled away, his eyes taking a tad longer to open than usual. “You can stay over,” he murmured.

I bit my bottom lip, trying to contain my glee over having a few more hours with him.

Jin’s gaze darkened as he once again gently pressed a finger to my bottom lip, drawing it out from between my teeth. “Y/n… What did I say about biting that lip?”

Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ

Part Six (End) is here!! Enjoy <3

I know for a FACT there is something therapeutic in seeing cute drawings like this one 😍

I think there’s definitely something therapeutic in drawing cute things

I can't wait for sonogram your sweet bean! 🤗

I could hardly wait either, but here they are!!

Update on me: Still feeling yucky all the time. It’s hard to do much other than sit on the couch and watch Netflix most days. I am taking medicine for the nausea, and it helps, but I’m still wiped out most of the day. On days I feel good, I write! There’s some good stuff coming soon....

Update on baby: They are fantastic so far. Healthy, as far as the doctor can tell. I cried when I heard their little heartbeat for the first time.

The only part I’m upset about is the fact that my partner was not allowed in the hospital room with me due to COVID restrictions, which I understand... but at the same time, it hurt my heart. He was pretty disappointed he couldn’t hear the baby’s heartbeat or see them on the sonogram. He is as much of a parent to this child as I am, plus he’s been the best partner ever, he deserves to at least hear his kid’s heartbeat at least once, right? :(

Love all you kuties!! <3 <3 <3

Connect Two

Disclaimers: I don't own Coca-Cola (obviously) and I also don't own the gif I used for my header (double obviously) 😁 Creator is credited.

A Note from Kutemouse: I know, I know, I'm supposed to be working on my several Works-in-Progress, not something new. In my defense, I recently attended my class reunion and had a lot of feelings surrounding it, hence this piece of work. JK's character is a lot like the guy I was in love with for all of high school, someone I recently cleared the air with.

This work is raw and unedited (except for a brief spellcheck), so hope you enjoy kutie pies 💜

Age Recommendation: 16+ This is a pretty tame one, kuties.

Genre: Angst, Fluff, High School AU

Warnings: Swears, duh. That's honestly about it. Like I said, tame.

Word Count:

Summary: A party brings you and your old classmates together, including him. Can you reconcile with your feelings?

Master List​

Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ

Connect Two (Angst, Fluff)

The party was, in a word, loud.

Just the way you liked it.

You and your best friends, Roseanne and Lisa, were standing near the couch, sharing drinks, laughing, talking.

“What about him?” Roseanne asked, her Aussie accent piercing through your jumbled thoughts. She raised her finger to a guy who had just entered the room.

You shook your head in disgust. “Ugh, not that guy. I remember him. All he wanted from girls was their virginity.”

“He isn’t even that cute,” Lisa muttered as the said guy in question walked past, tossing a wink towards you and your friends.

You visibly shuddered. “Believe me, you don’t want to touch him with a ten-foot pole.”

“Yeah Rosé,” Lisa teased. “What’s with your taste in guys tonight?”

She tossed a dazed smile back. “Apparently I’m way too drunk to pick anyone.”

“And why are we doing this again?” you sighed. “Thank you guys for your concern, but I don’t need or want to date anyone right now.”

“Who said anything about dating?” Rosé retorted.

“Yeah, fuck that noise,” Lisa added. “We’re trying to find someone for you to spend the night with.”

“I don’t think so,” you muttered, taking a sip from your cup in the hopes that it would help you tolerate your besties’ antics.

You had been invited to a party near your parents’ house by some old schoolmates, where you knew several people from your class would likely show up. So far, you hadn’t seen too many people you knew, but the ones you did were ones you only knew in passing. You had transferred into your school only three years before graduating. Everyone else had formed their own friends and cliques, and you had different tastes than most of the student population, anyway. Where was your group of nerdy, animé-loving schoolmates?

Oh, that’s right. There were only three of you, and the other two lived abroad, leaving you here to fend for yourself. You were just glad that he wasn’t here. You hadn’t seen him since graduation five years ago, and ever since then, you’d been rehearsing the same speech over and over in your mind.

I’m sorry.

Lisa audibly gasped, gripping your arm tight. “Where?” Rosé asked, looking over your shoulder. She too loudly gasped and grabbed your other arm.

“What?” you asked, glancing between their faces. “What?!”

Lisa slowly raised a finger, pointing behind you. You looked over your shoulder to see him walking by. “Shit!” you mumbled, turning quickly back around, heat rising to your cheeks. Of course. Just when you thought you were in the clear.

Rosé looked at you incredulously. “Wait, Y/n, do you… know him?”

To say the least. You had only spent every single minute of those three years in love with him. Back then, he had cherry red hair that did nothing to take away from his bright, shy smile and the ever-present mischievous sparkle in his dark eyes. You remembered the first time you met him.

You were standing in line with your best guy friend, Hoseok, to get food. The crowd inside the gymnasium was tumultuous with all their chattering, cheering, cat-calling. You were glad to get a reprieve from the noise, even if it was brief.

“Hey, Jungkook!” Hoseok called out. “What the hell are you doing here?”

“Hey Hobi,” a quiet voice said back. You turned to see him, a shy smile on his face as he stuck his hands in his trouser pockets. His dark eyes slid over to you, giving you a curious once-over. And just like that, every wall you had up fell. You had to get to know this boy.

“Oppa,” you muttered, nudging Hoseok.

“What?”

“Introduce us,” you hissed.

Hoseok smirked. “Jeon Jungkook, this is L/n Y/n.”

You turned and gave him a bright smile, which on second thought, might not have been the best thing. Jungkook looked extremely nervous. “H-Hi,” he stammered out, his voice cracking.

However, you were determined not to let his shyness get in the way of what could potentially be an epic romance.

“Hi,” you said back, holding out your hand. He took it gingerly, his grip gentle as your intertwined hands briefly touched.

You shook the memory away, your hair falling into your face. “Oh my god, you do know him,” Rosé said. “No way. Were you friends?”

“You should introduce us,” Lisa added, twirling her hair around her finger.

“Not a fucking chance,” you muttered. You tipped your cup into your mouth only to find it frustratingly empty. “Hang on, I need another drink.”

You made your way to the kitchen, stumbling slightly, when you saw him talking to another girl, laughing and smiling that bright, wide smile. Damn him. He looked even better than he had back in school, which was saying something. His jet-black hair matured him in a way that made your knees weak, casually falling over his left eye and giving him a sultry look. Tattoos now covered his arms and hands, along with a new piercing that went through his right eyebrow. “Holy fuck,” you thought. You placed a hand over your chest as your heart flipped over itself much in the same way it had eight years ago when you saw him for the first time. No longer was his grin shy and withdrawn, but confident and fearless.

His eyes shifted in your direction, connecting with your gaze for a few seconds before sliding back over to the girl he was talking to. Just that small exchange left you reeling. It was like nothing had changed. You still felt that same invisible string connecting both your souls together, tugging you towards him despite you using all your strength to break it. But you knew he didn’t feel the same way.

“Hey guys,” Jungkook said, averting his gaze as he opened his door and gestured inside.

“Hey JK,” Hoseok said. “Ready to have your ass kicked?”

“You wish,” Jungkook shot back, tossing Hoseok a small grin. “H-Hey Y/n.”

“Hey.”

You bit your lip to contain the grin threatening to cover your entire face. After that day at the game, you, Jungkook, Hoseok, and a couple of other guys had sat at the same table for lunch. One of your favorite things to do was to play board games or card games during your break, but what you all looked forward to the most was playing video games together.

You were okay, kind of ranging in the middle of the pack, but it was one of the only ways you could spend time with Jungkook. You loved who he became while you were playing video games. He turned from a shy, soft-spoken teenager to someone who knew what he was doing and knew he was good at it. Really good.

“On your left,” he called, directing you and Hoseok effortlessly. You glanced at him. He’d dyed his hair to an attractive brunette, and had obtained a couple new ear piercings. You inhaled sharply as he bit his lip in concentration, eyes focused intently on the screen.

“Y/n!” Hoseok groaned as the screen went grey.

“Oh, oh, my bad,” you said, ripping your gaze away from Jungkook.

“It’s okay, it’s time for a snack break anyway,” Jungkook said, standing up.

“I’ll help,” you said, feeling a fresh wave of confidence wash over you. Last year, you were the awkward new girl with braces and glasses that magnified your eyes in an unattractive way, but this year was the year Jungkook noticed you. You had gotten contacts, learned how to use makeup, gotten your braces off, and learned how to style your hair to frame your face in a cute way. This was the year you made your feelings known.

You followed Jungkook to the kitchen, watching his broad shoulders as he towered above you. He’d definitely grown a lot in the past year. And his smell… so enticing. You didn’t know what kind of cologne he used, you just knew you wanted to buy buckets of it to inhale from.

Jungkook opened the fridge. “What kind of soda do you want? I have Coca-Cola, cherry, grape…”

You were barely listening. All you could do was stare at him, his flawless, creamy skin beckoning to you. The string you felt connecting your souls tugged you forward, giving you the confidence you needed to take things to the next level. You stepped close just as Jungkook was closing the fridge door and placed a quick kiss on his cheek.

Jungkook dropped the can, letting it clatter on the floor.

He looked at you, his mouth parted open. “Y/n…?” he asked weakly.

You placed your hands over your mouth, shocked at yourself. “I’m… I’m sorry,” you said, turning and fleeing the room.

You nearly crashed into Hoseok. “Hey, what’s the rush?” he joked, placing his hands on your shoulders to steady you.

“Whoa,” he said, noticing your blown pupils and heaving chest. “Are you okay, Y/n?”

“Yeah,” you said breathlessly, holding a hand to your forehead. “I mean, I think so. Feeling a bit light-headed.”

“Want me to take you home?”

“N-No, I have my car, I just need a minute.”

“Yo JK,” Hoseok said, looking over your shoulder. You didn’t dare turn around. “Can you get Y/n some water? And make sure she gets home safely? I know she’s been staying up really late to study. I’d do it myself, but I’ve gotta go home to watch my little sister. My mom was just called into work.”

“Sure th-thing.”

Concern took over Hoseok’s features. “You okay?”

“Yep,” Jungkook replied, his voice much too high.

Hoseok didn’t look convinced, but he left you both anyway after saying his goodbyes. “I’d better go too,” you said, turning.

“Wait.”

You turned, hope blooming in your chest. Jungkook’s dark eyes caught the light as he stepped close, wide and earnest. He gently took both your hands in his and squeezed. Tingles exploded across your body, like mini-fireworks of every color lighting up your insides. “Y/n, I know you l-like me,” Jungkook stammered. “But I have to tell you something…”

The fireworks inside you fizzled out, your eyebrows drawing together as you anticipated his next words. “I like someone else.”

You slid your hands out of his. “What?”

“I like someone else,” he repeated, looking away from you.

You scoffed. Of course he liked someone else. There were a hundred other girls he could pick from, all of them prettier than you, smarter than you, better than you in every way.

“I’m sorry, Y/n.”

“For what?” you said, your voice hoarse. “It’s not your fault. You can’t help how you feel.”

Jungkook finally looked at you again, pity in his eyes. You turned away, hating that he felt sorry for you. For you! He should feel sorry for himself.

You closed your eyes, willing the anger away. You meant what you said. This wasn’t Jungkook’s fault. He couldn’t help who he loved or didn’t love.

“I’ve got to go,” you muttered, turning away.

“Wait, Y/nー”

“For what?” you said, whirling around to look him in the eyes. “For you to love me back? That’s never gonna happen, soー”

“You love me?”

“Shit,” you said under your breath. “No, I-I’m confused, what I meant wasー”

Jungkook took a step away from you, his face screwed up in distress. “Y/n… I’m sorry, I don’t feel the same way.”

You shrugged. “Okay. That’s fine. It’s fine. We’re fine.”

You grabbed your things and opened the door, the tears welling up fast.

“Did I fuck up?” Jungkook asked quietly from behind you. “Are we still friends?”

You turned back, your eyes shining with tears that hadn’t spilled yet. “Yes, we’re still friends,” you choked out. “I’ll see you at school.”

“Want a drink?”

You were shaken out of the memory by a guy standing in front of you that you didn’t recognize. “I’m sorry, what?”

“I asked if you wanted a drink,” he said, his voice filled with amusement. You sized the guy up. He was cute. Not really your type, but maybe you could make the most of tonight with a guy like him.

You felt a hand on your shoulder, causing you to turn. You were expecting Rosé or Lisa, but instead felt ice run through your veins as Jungkook’s dark irises met your own. “Dude, I think your girlfriend is looking for you,” he said pointedly.

The guy snorted and left, tossing a glare in Jungkook’s direction.

“I didn’t need saving,” you snapped, brushing Jungkook’s hand away.

“I know. I just wanted to talk to you.”

“So talk.”

One side of Jungkook’s mouth lifted in a halfhearted smirk. “C’mon Y/n, you already know what I want to talk about.”

You raised an eyebrow. “Do I?”

“Don’t you remember?” he asked, stepping closer. “Graduation?”

You blinked and glanced down at the floor, painful memories pushing past all the walls you’d built to hold them back.

“Congrats Y/n,” Jungkook said, holding his diploma, smiling shyly at you. Your heart skipped a beat. Despite everything, you were still in love with him. He had grown even taller, and his hair was now dyed a sandy brown with blonde streaks. He’d grown into his smile a bit, and had even grown confident enough to sport a bit of eyeliner that attractively set off his dark eyes.

“Congrats to you!” you said enthusiastically. “We did it!”

“We did, huh?”

The awkwardness between you two grew. Even after three years of spending time together, it seems neither of you could keep the conversation flowing. “Hey, can I talk to you? In private?” Jungkook asked suddenly.

Your mouth parted open in surprise. “S-Sure.”

You both stepped out into the darkened hallway, the only light coming from a few windows further down. “I figured I should be honest with you,” Jungkook said, looking down at his feet. “Remember when you kissed me a year ago?”

You blushed profusely. “N-No,” you said, cursing your shaky voice. Of course you remembered. How could you forget? It’s not like your feelings had changed. Despite him rejecting you, Jungkook still held the number one spot in your heart. Sure, you’d dated other guys and done your best to get over him, but that string was still there, connecting you to him, wrapped around your very soul.

“I told you I liked someone else.”

“Oh, yeah, that’s right,” you said. “I r-remember now.”

One side of his mouth lifted in a half-smile. He saw right through you, and you both knew it. “Well, that girl was Aubry.”

You resisted rolling your eyes. Of course it was. She was only the prettiest girl in your class. You didn’t know a single guy who hadn’t had a crush on her at one point or another. Aubry was not only extremely beautiful, but extremely nice as well. She’d stood up for you a couple times when her more snobby friends made rude comments toward you. As far as you knew, she’d stayed single your entire school career. She was a free spirit, a kite that wanted to break free from its string. You knew she wanted to travel and do volunteer work in less fortunate countries, not stay here and be in some relationship that would likely end in disaster anyway.

“She rejected me.”

Again, you resisted rolling your eyes. You saw that coming a mile away.

“But I never stopped loving her.”

“Jungkook, why are you telling me all this?” you asked impatiently. Your friends and family were waiting on the other side of the door, why were you here letting your emotions get torn to shreds?

“Because,” he said, twisting his hands around each other nervously. “Because I wanted to tell you I was wrong.”

You blinked at him. “Wrong? About what?”

“About turning you down. I should have given you a chance.”

You couldn’t believe what you were hearing. “Wh-What?”

“I was so fixated on Aubry, I ignored everyone else,” Jungkook muttered. “But as far as being with you went… I can’t say I didn’t think about it.”

Silence built a wall between you two. “Are you… Are you serious?” you finally said.

Jungkook nodded.

You scoffed. “What the hell, Jungkook? You couldn’t have told me this earlier? We’re graduating! It’s too late!”

“I know. You’re going off to college abroad, and I’m focusing on my singing career. We’re going totally different directions, but I knew I’d regret it if I didn’t at least tell you.”

“Wow. You couldn’t have left well enough alone, could you?” you said, emotion clogging up your throat. “You just had to get one more painful memory in.”

“What? No, that’s not what Iー”

“Fuck you, Jungkook.”

His mouth dropped open in shock. “Wait, Y/nー”

“No!” You cut him off, holding a hand up. “You don’t get to break my heart like that again. Fuck you!”

You threw open the door and ran through it, angrily swiping at the tears that had finally spilled over.

“Yeah, about that,” you said, pushing the memory back down into the dark recesses of your mind. “Sorry I told you to fuck off.”

“Uh, I believe your exact words were, ‘Fuck you, Jungkook.’”

You rolled your eyes. “Whatever.”

Jungkook smirked before taking a sip from his cup. “Are you here alone?”

You folded your arms. “Maybe.”

He chuckled. “If you are, I’d like to keep talking to you, if that’s okay.”

You bit your lip to contain the smile that surfaced at his words. “Sure.”

Jungkook grinned back at you, melting your insides like butter tossed into a hot pan. That string that had always linked the two of you began to thicken, building strand upon strand with each flirtatious comment, each meaningful look, each chuckle and laugh. Maybe this would ramp up into an epic romance, or maybe this would merely turn into a beautiful friendship, but either way, your connected souls would never part ways again.