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I Imagine Namjoon Is The Kind Of Boyfriend Who Doesnt Mind If You Use His Legs To Warm Yours

I imagine Namjoon is the kind of boyfriend who doesn’t mind if you use his legs to warm yours

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8 years ago

and finally, 22 + hybrid!jungkook

twenty-two_caught in a storm

“i can’t do one thing without screwing it up,” jungkook mutters under his breath and surprisingly enough, you manage to catch his chewed up syllables past the heavy downpour from up above, that seems to be merciless for almost an hour now. jungkook had been sweet and thoughtful to plan out something in your favor. no specific reason, just felt like it, or so he claims. but god begs to differ when the moment the both of you make it halfway down to the first destination of the evening, no, no, no this can’t happen now - jungkook snaps out of it and follows your lead to start running.

he’s unsure of where you’re headed to but it starts to be clear when you’re guiding him to a nearby stop and once a roof is over the both of your heads, that’s when jungkook slumps down on the bench with defeat weighing on his shoulders.

and that brings you to now, precisely after what jungkook had said to the rain. it made your heart swell (and ache) but for reasons jungkook doesn’t know of so you let him know. stepping in front of him, you’re crouching and entering his line of vision, immediately grabbing his attention when - “you’re going to get wet,” he huffs, legs coming apart and he tugs you forward to refrain from the raindrops falling on your back. 

chuckling, you settle your hands on his thighs for support and even with his head hung low, you can see his eyes because you’re on a lower level. sighing, you use a hand to cup his cheek, tilting his chin up to align your eyes together and somehow that gets jungkook to listen.

“i’m happy, jungkook,” stroking the under of his eye, feeling his hand overlapping yours, you say it again, “i’m happy, jungkook-ah,”

he seems confused, trembling fingertips grasping onto your hand, “b-but it’s all ruined. i didn’t even get to show you half of what i had in mind and… i just…”

“it’s the thought that counts,” your hand moves over to his lips when he slowly drags it there so he can press his frown back, “and seeing how sad you are over this lets me know how much you’ve thought this out,”

jungkook blinks away the tears welling up in his eyes, pulling your hand away so he can hold it on his lap, that subconscious pout that forms on his lips whenever he gets too sad and - “i wanted it to be special… for you,”

“it still can be,” you suggest, getting up to your feet and you give his hand a little shake, “you said you wanted to run in the rain before, right?”

jungkook stares at you in bewilderment, but you can tell his heart is racing as he stammers, attempting to stand up for a second time after the first he’s too caught up in the excitement to push himself up.

“w-we might fall sick,”

“eh, i’ll give it a cold and a fever tops,”

“you’re… sure about this?”

“don’t make me change my mind, jeon,”

a grin stretches out on jungkook’s face before he tightens his hand in yours. this time, he’s leading the way. “let’s go.”


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8 years ago

13 + badboy!taehyung

thirteen_a sorry kiss@sugababay tagging you bc it’s not like you dislike badboy!tae or anything >:)

two students. one empty classroom. no allowance to leave the place until the due time of three hours were up. set across from one another so far apart, you can literally take a measuring tape to see just how far the teacher had intended to separate the pair of you. 

however, it was all pointless when an emergency phone call has the teacher in charge bolting out of the room with just a sloppy stay here until five thirty!

once the door slams shut, you fish out the remaining homework left of the day to finish it off. since you’re going to be in here for a while, might as well but taehyung is not having fun being on the other side alone so he’s doing all sorts of things to get your attention. from paper airplanes to paper balls, to cooing your name, to singing power ballads with apologies in them, you pay no mind to it until taehyung decides to fuck it.

you only process what’s going on when his steps grow louder in volume and in pressure that you look up. it’s abrupt and out nowhere but it’s too familiar to you to push away when taehyung cups your chin and presses a kiss that jolts through your whole body awake. tensing and relaxing in the next second, you ease into the kiss when taehyung goes slower and slower until he’s easing the harsh beating of your heart in your chest.

then he pulls back, ringing back his initial purpose in the first place which is: “i’m sorry, y/n. i really am…”

“…okay,”

“okay?” he blinks, straightening his back with a raised brow, “that’s it? you’re not mad?”

you snicker, shaking your head as you reach up to stroke the side of his head, “i think an hour and a half of not speaking to you was torturing enough, don’t you think?”

he groans at the memory, remembering how agonizing it was to not be able to talk to you even if it was silently when you wouldn’t comply. what he did wasn’t serious, per se. it’s just that it irritated you to get into detention out of the blue and taehyung had kind intentions for causing such ruckus in the first place. all he wanted was to see you smile and upon realizing that in the moment of silence you had to yourself, all the anger was for nothing and taehyung can smile out of relief now.

“i’ll do better this time. well, at least, better at hiding and not getting caught, that is-”

“might want to save it for next time, kim taehyung,” a voice makes taehyung yelp and the boy looks over his shoulder robotically, only to see the substitute teacher by the doorframe.

“…damn it.”


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