I Imagine Seokjin Is The Kind Of Boyfriend Who Kisses You On The Cheek And Comes In Close To Ask,Whats

I imagine Seokjin is the kind of boyfriend who kisses you on the cheek and comes in close to ask, “What’s up?” whenever he sees you zoning off.

I imagine Seokjin is the kind of boyfriend who will slowly crawl under the sheets to gently wrap his arms around you and pull you close so he can get a decent night’s sleep

Jungkook knows he’s gone too far when he sees the street sign that designates different gang territory borders. A group of young adults turn their heads to look at Jungkook, standing out in the light like a target.

“Are you lost kid?” says the one in the center, flicking away his cigarette. He turns towards Jungkook and the whole group follow suit as the man takes a step forward.

“U-um, no, I was just -” Jungkook is just two blocks away from the train station. But Jungkook was too much in a hurry; just one block too early and here he is.

“Is there a problem here, gentlemen?” Jungkook knows that voice. But the arm that rests on his left shoulder is still unfamiliar to him. As it should be. After all, this guy a notorious gang leader.

Jung Hoseok steps up into the light beside Jungkook, with his other men joining in. Hoseok tilts his chin upward with confidence as he clearly marks Jungkook as one of his own.

“Jung. You need to keep your strays in line. You’re coming in a little too close, don’t you think?”  The center man flaps the sides of his jacket and puts his hands on his hips, tilting his chin as well to challenge Hoseok.

“Excuse me. Do you see that street sign up there?” Hoseok uses his right hand to point left upwards to the street sign that marks the borders, “This entire street is the border; from one end to the other. We’re on our end. Where are you, Kyung Seung?”

Kyung Seung is finally caught by surprise when he realizes he’s in the middle of the road. Despite it being neutral ground, he’s definitely challenging the borders more so than Hoseok and his men.

“That’s what I thought. You’re the ones on the stray. Otherwise, your boss might find an anonymous tip that one of his men under his wing are undisciplined. We both know what that means? You’re still on probation after he got you out of that drugs bust, aren’t you?” Hoseok threatens as he takes a step closer.

Kyung Seung exhales in frustration and steps backwards with his men. Not until they are two streets back from the border, do they finally turn their backs and walk away.

Jungkook exhales and slips himself away from Hoseok’s lingering arm on his shoulder, “Thanks. Uh, I’ll be going now.”

“No problem. Do you need more money for the train pass?”

“No, no. I’m covered. Thanks. Bye.” Jungkook scurries backwards and around the block, going towards the station this time. The faster he gets out of here, the better.

For Jungkook to be in this area, surrounded by this many gang members, it can’t look good on his record. Not for a high honors high school student applying for college.

Especially when he’s trying to hide the fact that his half brother is Jung Hoseok.

this looks like a scene of a fic where jungkook ran into some trouble and the rest of his gang arrived to cover him up with hoseok being the leader omfg

I imagine Seokjin is the kind of boyfriend who likes to hold you close and whisper anything and everything in your ear like everything is a secret, whether you’re with people or not

First Impressions | Seokjin

Summary line: What is the first encounter/interaction with BTS? What were you doing that made them so interested to interact with you?

“Girls, congratulations! Finals are over!” You and your friends all cheered and clinked your drinks before taking a sip. You all put down your glasses and everyone started to chow down on the appetizers. You, of course, multitask between eating and cooking the Korean bbq.

“(Y/N), (Y/N)! That’s BTS! They’re here!” One of your friends excitedly kicked you under the table.

“Ow!” You cried, glaring at your friend and rubbed your shin. She excitedly gestured to your left and you looked over as well. Sure enough, the boys dared to come out in public to eat together. It seemed like such a rare moment so you didn’t want to disturb them, unlike all the other ARMYs in the restaurant.

Many of them are already getting out their notebooks for a signature and all other invasive things. You frowned. It was uncommon for them to eat out like this without any schedule, no Big Hit staff around, no camera crew. It wasn’t fair for them to be bombarded like this, no matter how much the boys wanted to be nice to their fans. Time off was time off; you out of all people wanted to respect that.

“Excuse me.” You walked to the kitchen to find your mother. She was there, with your father, preparing dishes while making sweet little jokes at each other. They were the shining example of your relationship goals.

“Mother, I need you to do something for me…”

“Excuse me everyone! I realize that this is a very exciting moment for all of you, but this is my restaurant. I do not want to see any more harassment to anyone here or else you will be kicked out. Don’t you dare tell your friend’s who’s here. Everyone please go back to your tables and eat. Do not disturb each other and don’t loiter at your table, I still have a business to run. Thank you!” Your mother announced as you slipped quietly behind her, you lowered all the blinds of the restaurant so outsiders couldn’t see in and returned to your table.

Some of your friends had joined the crazy frenzy since you weren’t there to hold them down. You smacked all your friends lightly upside the head when they got back and they sheepishly grinned at you. You shook your head and gave a light smile. You looked around. The restaurant was full of girls at this point but they started to file away.

You glanced at the boys who were thanking your mom. Your mom was talking to them and then gestured at you. They all looked at you and you quickly looked back at your grill, currently passing out the food to your friends. You felt your cheeks and the back of your neck getting hot but you knew it wasn’t from all the grilling. Most of the boys turned back to their food but you still felt a stare and you wouldn’t dare try to find out who it was at this point.

“Jin’s staring at you.” Your friend said loudly across the table to you. Thanks, that’s exactly what you needed. Your bias staring at you? And more surprisingly, there’s food in front of him, and he’s staring at you?! You looked up to your friend, and tried to peripherally look at the boys. Seokjin had already turned back to his table’s own grill. You looked back at your own grill and let out a breath.

Over time, people started to file out, of course the girls did their best to stay but you asked your mom to keep pushing for people to finish their food, pay, and leave. This was normal in this restaurant so it wouldn’t hurt the restaurant by doing so. This time was just a little more rushed than usual.

Being your friends, they had an excuse and stayed as long as possible. You didn’t mind them though, you were biased that way. Besides, without them, you would feel very awkward as the daughter of the restaurant. You could be busy and clean the tables and stuff, but as long as the boys were here, you felt like you couldn’t be as natural as you wanted to be.

It was time of closing. Girls finally gave up since they were restricted from using their phones and couldn’t approach the boys. Now, it was just your friends and the boys. Somehow, they just kept ordering and ordering. You looked at their table and calculated the bill in your head. Sweet Lord Jesus, have mercy on their bill.

You got up from your seat again and went to the back of the counter. You double checked their order, sure enough, it was what you calculated. You shook your head and let out a small laugh. You took the bill and went to the back to see your mom giving your dad a back massage.

“Mother, father. Did you see how much they ordered? Did you see that they cleaned off every single plate?! How do they do that?!” And maintain their figure, nonetheless!

Your father shrugged, “Boys can eat! What do you expect?! It’s not like you eat very little. It’s lucky for us we raised you in a restaurant where we have large stock of food and you learn to cook for yourself.” You pouted at your father’s poke at your appetite, but you knew he was always happy to see you finish your bowl.

You took in a large breath and headed out. You walked up to the boys table and they all stopped what they were doing at looked at you. Your friends looked up as well. They were done and just scattered all over the restaurant like they owned the place as well.

“How are you paying this bill?” You put the bill on the table with a worried look. Jungkook saw the total and did a small water spit take over his plate. You almost laughed but you were even more worried for their wallet at that point.

“Seokjin was the one who told us to come here!” Namjoon pointed out.

“So I’ll pay, no big deal. How much does it cost?” Seokjin picked up the bill.

“It’s the amount of nope!” You cried. You saw his eyes widen and looked back up to you with a sheepish smile. You couldn’t help but let out a small laugh under your breath.

“I can give you a discount, but it won’t help much.” You shrugged.

“Oh, give them a break! They need food! And you love them!” One of your friends cried from the nearby booth. The boys looked back at you and some even raised an eyebrow with a small smile. You made a small head turn to your friend and pursed your lips, “Thanks for that.” You turned back to them.

“I do love you guys. But this is my home. I can’t do this because you are celebrities or I’m biased, I’ve done enough biased things for you guys tonight. Even when GD came here, I didn’t let him off the hook; I gave him a discount though, which is the last thing I’ll offer you guys too.” Jungkook stood up in excitement, “GD was here?!” You smiled, he was such a cute kid. You put your hands on your hips and gave him such a mother-like attitude, “Yeah, at this exact table actually.” Jungkook looked down at the table and grinned and slowly sat back down.

“We will respect that you are firm with your restaurant.” Jin smiled at you and took out his card. He gave it to you and you walked back to the cashier, charging his card with the discount you offered. You looked down at his card as the receipt was printing. You were holding your bias’ card, how many people can say they were given that chance?

You returned the card to Jin and went to your table to start cleaning up the dishes. Your friends were still scattered around.

“I can’t believe you are all still so lazy, even in front of these boys.” You said outloud to your friends. They all bolt up and came straight to the table to start cleaning up. You started laughing so hard, you sat down on your seat as your friends brought all the dirty dishes to the kitchen.

“And that’s how you get others to finally start cleaning.” You looked at the boys and lastly at Jin. He grinned, knowing that you were talking to him. The boys finally left and so did your friends. You were doing the accounting of the day and by Jin’s last receipt, you noticed he’s written a note for you.

Thank you so much for helping us to enjoy our meal in peace and giving a discount. I appreciated you being firm but you were very gentle towards us. The food was great, although pricey, the quality is worth it. I will be back. Next time, I would like to grill you some meat as a thank you. Also, I saw you grill some meat for your friends, I repeated your recipe, it tasted great! Well done!

Namjoon | Seokjin | Yoongi | Hoseok | Jimin | Taehyung | Jungkook

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