I Imagine Yoongi Is The Kind Of Boyfriend Who Mindlessly Taps Your Body To The Beat Of The Music You

I imagine Yoongi is the kind of boyfriend who mindlessly taps your body to the beat of the music you guys listen to together.

Black Keys and White Snow

Merry Christmas!!!

Word count: 1032 words.

For: @sparkljimin

A/n: So like, I am not good at writing long fics so I hope this is enjoyable enough for you. I just realised it’s very hard to write holiday fics for me… I hope you like it! :3

__

Your hands are busy placing the little round crystal ornaments on the tree in the living room. Outside, soft snow flutters down to the roads. Yoongi is seated in the corner by the brown piano playing Christmas tunes. You hum along with a bright smile.

Yoongi would help you with the decorations but his but sticks to the bench and he would much rather be playing music. Tune after tune, his fingers glide across ivory keys. The melodies fill the air.

Words do not have to pass either of you. There are other things that fill the space between the both of you. The company is fine. The thermostat is on a comfortable warm temperature. The smiles on your faces enough. It feels perfect.

The feeling to have him there in the same room with you this holiday season is a blessing. He has been cooped up at work and staying over in his studio. You are glad that he has taken time off his work to spend time with you, even better to recuperate from the stress of work.

A Christmas song finishes and you hear Yoongi sigh. Your hands are still arranging tinsel on the branches. Yoongi presses on a key. The note rings in the living room. When it reaches to a soft tone, he presses another. He strings the notes together, slowly increasing the tempo.

Your eyes turn to look at him. A smile is in his eyes. His head is lightly bouncing in tempo of his playing. The lower chords join in. The fast-paced movements of his fingers are mesmerizing even though you are still decorating. There is a curl of his lip.

His hand is fluid as he creates the melody to life. His back is straight and confident. The song runs through his body. He has no intention of stopping until the last note.

You have a smile on too. You are glad he is having fun with his passion. His finger presses on the last note. His eyes leave the ivory keys, feeling your stare on him.

“What?”

“Show off.” You scoff in tease.

“But you liked it.” His smile is smug and comfortable on his face.

You roll your eyes. “I’d really like it if you’d help me with the decorations. Or maybe go back to happier Christmas songs.”

Yoongi whines a little but already has a hand hovering over the keys. “Pop music is kinda boring ya know.”

“I believe in you. You could probably make it a little spicier for yourself Mr Genius man.”

Your hand reaches into the box you stored your ornaments. You rustle the contents trying to find the one last thing that would complete the tree. Your hands cannot seem to find the points of the star for your tree. Rummaging, you realise that your star is missing. There is no angel for you to place too.

That will not do. Time is still on your side. You can get a star from the mall just down the street to finish it off.

Yoongi notices you grabbing your scarf and running around. His fingers curve into a different chord. A familiar tune begins to play the moment your feet step out of the living room; Baby it’s cold outside.

“Oh, don’t you dare.” You see his face growing into a gummy smile. “You know that song is a little questionable.”

“It was the forties. Besides, where are you going? Come and sit with me Tillie.”

His hand taps the space he made next to himself on the piano bench. You are tempted but the empty space on the tree gives you a pout on the lips.

“I got to go get a star for the tree.”

“Does it have to be a star?”

Your arms fold into each other. Yoongi is not a festive person, that much you know. His head is tilted waiting for your answer.

“No, but there should be something there. The tree looks empty without anything on it.”

Yoongi stands and pulls you towards him. He has his arms around you as if you both are about to break out into a slow dance. His forehead leans against yours as he pulls your scarf away. His cute little pout appears.

“But it’s cold outside and I want you here. Let me find something to put on there. Just stay here? Let me play you a song?”

Yoongi slowly tilts his head and lets it fall onto your shoulder. The weight spreads its warmth throughout your body. You had missed this.

“You sure you’ll find something to put at the top of the tree?”

“Yes. I’ll go buy a star myself of I can’t think of something to stick up there. Sit next to me?”

You lean into him. His warmth envelopes you.

“I miss you being right there next to me, Tillie.”

“Alright,” you sigh. “As long as you are sure you will get something on the top of that tree.”

His smile grows. His hand gently takes yours as he guides you over to the bench. He gives you a kiss on the cheek before hovering his hands over the keys.

He begins the song. His eyes close, feeling the song. You lean your head on his shoulder. His fingers stutters when the weight of your head leans on him. His smile is soft, appreciative. He is grateful for you being in his life. The candles that were put up on the table behind you flicker happily at the scene.

As for the star on the tree, Yoongi took some liberties with it. He took out his stash of photos of you and him. He picks a polaroid of you, smiling and in a laughter. His eyes are crinkling with a pride as he pastes it to on the top of the tree the next morning before you wake.

Much better than any angel or star, he thinks to himself. That picture was one of you, a previous Christmas, laughing at him for the less than desired breakfast in bed. Effort counts you guess. He steps back and looks at it while wondering how he can make that second attempt of that breakfast.

Stars Fall

To: @kookiesandtaetaes

You were peacefully smiling out the window of your local diner, watching the snow fall, when you felt that telltale prickle that signified someone was watching you. Soon enough, you felt the ghostly trail of his fingers on your neck, gone before you could properly smack him away.

“Jungkook! What did I say about sneaking up on me!”

“I can’t help it! You just make it so fun!” Jungkook smirked at you, the teasing in his voice causing you to frown at him. He slid in the booth across from you and caught the attention of the waitress, ordering a hot chocolate with a smile and a wink. You rolled your eyes at him, trying to slow down your hammering heart and look nonchalant. No, Jungkook would never like you back like that, it’s been seven years as best friends, nothing had changed, and nothing ever will—

“Hey, you ok?” Jungkook smiled as he tilted his head in concern. “Looking a bit lost there.”

“I’m fine.” You smiled as you sipped your coffee and trained your gaze outside the window, looking at the hand-in-hand couples in the plaza outside. It was your senior year of high school, but even the prospect of going to different colleges and separating from Jungkook hadn’t pushed you into confessing.

“Hello? Are you still in there?” Jungkook’s amused voice interrupted your musing. He had drained his hot chocolate in one big gulp, obviously eager to be off.

“Yes, yes, I hear you. Ready to go?” He nodded as you rose from the booth, leaving enough money for both yours’ and Jungkook’s drinks. He hummed as he walked alongside you out the front door into the cold winter chill, just a short walk from his car.

“So, where are we going this time?” He asked, turning his keys in the ignition and cranking up the heater. “How many exits? I chose last time.”

It was a fun game the two of you played, a game when you had all the time in the world and only each other to share it with. You warmed your hands by the vent as you thought about where you ended up the last time. Apparently, ten exits off the highway east of your small town, there was an entire museum about the history and process of sushi making, which you proceeded to drag Jungkook through for a good five hours. “How long do you want to drive? I was thinking maybe 21.”

“21 sounds perfect, actually.” Jungkook shot you one of those smiles that made your heart drop shockingly fast, and grinned back with just as much intensity. Two can play at this game, and if Jungkook was going to be his usual perfect self, then you would just have to match him every step of the way.Trees whizzed past you as you stared out the window, Jungkook comfortably driving with one hand on the wheel. He turned the radio on to an old smooth jazz station, singing along under his breath as the hand that had been on the gear shift slowly meandered down to yours. “Are your hands still cold?”

“Are you looking for an excuse to hold my hand? Because you don’t need one.” You threaded your fingers with his, missing his soft intake of breath. This was just a normal thing best friends did. Nothing out of the ordinary. Friends hold hands all the time…

…Is what you were busy convincing yourself of as the car lapsed into silence, save for the radio. His hand was big and warm and pretty much everything you had ever dreamed of, holding yours carefully, as though he would break it. The car ride passes in a blur as you focus on your hand in his, staring out the window and trying to fight your pounding heartbeat.

“Looks like we’re going up the mountain.” Jungkook pulled off the highway into a rest stop that was before a darkening mountain path, 20 exits away from your hometown. He started up the road, old car rumbling and bumping with the uneven mountain trail.

Soon enough, you arrived at a small viewpoint. Stumbling out of the car, you and Jungkook raced to the edge of the outcropping and looked out at your small hometown, laid out in front of you, little lights twinkling in the distance. The night was clear and cloudless, and you could see stars shining in the sky.

“Wow.” Jungkook let out a big exhale as his fingers found yours once again, twining together. “It’s beautiful.” You turn towards him and simply watch as he gazes, eyes impossibly big and filled with stars comparable to the ones in the sky.

“Yeah. It really is.” Your voice seems to shake him out of his reverie. Your cheeks heat up as he turns toward you.

“You didn’t have to come all this way just to ogle me, you know. You’re free to ogle me whenever you want.” His eyes sparkled wish mischief, tone teasing and warm.

“Shut up! I wasn’t even ogling—” You were cut off by Jungkook pulling you sharply forwards, your eyes closing of their own accord as you found yourself pressed against his chest, broad and warm. He held you tightly, and you could feel his heartbeat pounding in your ear, same as yours.

“We better get into the same college.” Jungkook pulled back slightly and you looked up at him, cheeks pink. An odd look was in his eyes as he leaned towards you. Your breath caught in your throat and your eyes fluttered shut as his lips pressed softly against yours, just for an instant. “I don’t think I could go four whole years without you.”

You couldn’t help but grin, love and adoration expanding in your chest, making you feel weightless. “Don’t worry, you can’t get rid of me that easily!” You teased, tangling your fingers in his hair and pulling him down again for another kiss, the first of many more to come.

I imagine Seokjin is the type of boyfriend who makes you breakfast in bed

Eat Jin with Jin | Seokjin

Summary line: You are Kim Seokjin’s girlfriend and he invites you to be his guest on the Eat Jin Vlive

“Please, remember to keep your priorities in check. And hurry up and get started before I change my mind.” Bang PD-nim said as you and Jin set down your food on the table. The camera was ready to go.

Jin gave him thumbs up and looked at you who was busy arranging all the food. You guys have talked about this, you are his girlfriend, but it hasn’t been made public yet. This is going to be step one of easing in the rumors.

The room was silent as Jin pressed the record button for the live V app. You both just sat there with eyes wide and adorable with light smiles, waiting for people to come in to the live feed.

“Hi everyone!” Jin waved with both hands and tilted his head.

“You get to see my handsome face again. That’s right, it’s Eat Jin.” He looked at all the food and grinned, “We have good food today. We’re doing Japanese food today. We have sushi, ramen, and donburi.

“Look! You have 8000 people right now.” You pointed out. You both looked at the heart count but didn’t say anything, 100,000; much lower than normally with 8000+ people. Most comments were either giving love to Jin or asking who you were.

“Y/N, introduce yourself.” He said as he opened up the food in front of you two. He acted nonchalant, but the whole point of this Eat Jin was to introduce you. This was live and it had to go well. Bang PD-nim rarely showed his nervousness, but he was fidgeting in his chair.

“Hi everyone! I’m Y/N. I’m JUST a friend of the lovable BTS. I’m here today because I was actually the one who brought the food here. Jin asked me to be a guest star very abruptly.” Lies, you guys had planned this out for two weeks now. You two were so nervous.

“So do you work at a Japanese restaurant or something?” He asked for the fans as you two finished opening up the last box.

“Yes I do. My shift just ended and BTS is my last stop, so I’m free. But the boys are not, so I’m going to leave after we finish eating really quick.” Jin looked at you and nodded and nodded back to the camera.

“Okay! Let’s eat!” You two opened up your chopsticks and looked at the different food.

“What’s the order you eat first?” You asked him. You knew very well.

“I start with the ramen first, then the sushi, and finally the donburi.” You nodded at his answer and watched him grab the ramen to-go cup.

“What’s your order?” He asked you.

“I can’t say I have a particular order. I eat with which ever looks most appetizing first.” You shrugged and reached for a sushi in front of Jin. Jin looked up at the comments. He ignored the mass questions of who you were. Right now, the people count was at 90,000 with 600,000 hearts.

“How long have you known us?” He read. Luckily some fans weren’t so obvious about asking who you were, but actually asking introductory questions.

“I’ve known you guys for a good year and a half now since you guys go to the restaurant pretty often, but I’ve only really talked to you guys for the past 10 months, haven’t I?” You asked as you took a bite from your donburi. You looked at him and chewed. In his eye, you could see a smile when he sees you eating. It’s actually been 10 months since you actually made conversation with them, but 8 months since you’ve been dating.

“Yes I think it’s been that long.” He continued his ramen. Your turn to look at the comments.

“What restaurant I work at? I’m sorry, I don’t think I should disclose that information.” You said politely. One of the things that made you really nervous was when people would start stalking you because of this. But with Jin, you were reassured that everything would be a-okay.

“I can’t say she eats a lot, but she does eat well, and she eats like me.” He laughed.

“But, for sure I don’t take as big of bites as you do. Not everyone has such a big mouth.”

“I am genetically born to eat.” He made his point by opening his mouth up and taking a huge chunk of noodles, making you laugh.

“Aren’t we all?” You teased. He shrugged and continued to eat on his own.

“I do what I can.” You said, taking a big bite of your own rice.

“Some people came in later so they don’t know who you are.” He reminded you.

“Ah, I’m Y/N. I’m just a friend of BTS, here as a guest star.”

“Yes, please don’t spread rumors. She has a very capable boyfriend right now. Please don’t make it hard on them.” He reminded the people you guys couldn’t see. You nodded in gratitude.

He looked at you as you took another piece of sushi, dipping in the soy sauce.

“No wasabi?” You shrugged.

“I don’t do wasabi for every piece. I can’t handle too much. Can you?” You asked. He stopped to think for a moment, grabbing a piece of sushi, “Ah, seriously. I can’t help but ruin my order trying to answer that question.”

He put a large chunk of wasabi onto his sushi and you widened your eyes with a surprised look. You looked back and forth between him and the comments. You quickly grabbed the bottle of tea, ready to open and pass it to him when he was ready. You started laughing before he even put it in his mouth.

“This is for you.” He put it on your plate and your jaw dropped in shock. He laughed so hard at your face.

You looked at him with a playful glare, putting the rest of the wasabi on another piece of sushi.

“This is yours. Hurry and eat it before I finish this type of sushi.” You teased back.

He gave you an “Are you serious “ look.

You handed him the bottle of tea before either of you even looked at your sushi again. You grabbed your own and opened it. You raised your bottle, “Shall we?”

He sighed and took his bottle, and raised it against yours. He took the whole sushi in his mouth. You quickly ate another large piece of rice before stuffing the sushi in your mouth, lowering the wasabi ratio of your bite.

Jin immediately jumped up and down in his seat, screaming and choking. You laughed and pat him on the back. You put down your bottle and helping him drink his.

You continued to laugh but then you felt it. You didn’t take in enough rice and your wasabi tolerance was so much lower than his.

“ACKKK!” You slapped your hand to against your mouth, covering it as you imitated the man next to you, jumping up and down your seat. He instinctively gave you the bottle in his hand, both of you forgetting your own. You downed at least half of his bottle.

You looked at each other and laughed so hard.

He wiped away a tear and looked at the comments, hearts, and people. This has to be the highest count of people he’s ever seen on Eat Jin. 700,000 with already 20,600,000+ hearts.

“Oh, thank you, Y/N. Because you’re here, I’ve never seen so much people watch me eat.” He was still getting over the laugh as you were. He really wished he could openly agree with the people commenting on how pretty you were.

“But is your voice going to be okay? I’m sorry, I forgot and put too much wasabi.” You stopped your laughing with concern.

“I’ll be okay. Tea is my friend and I have honey and lemon water before I go to bed every night. It helps soothe the voice.” He said, bringing in the remedy he learned from AHL. This was low-key reassurance to Bang PD-nim that his girlfriend did not just ruin his career. He looked at the bottle in your hand.

“Oops, I didn’t know I gave you mine.” You looked at his bottle and your own. Uh oh. You two were comfortable sharing bottles, but this was dangerous for your introduction.

“You already had some, so you should just keep that. I’ll take yours.” He grabbed your bottle and took a sip from it, trying to stay casual. You nodded and had another sip. He looked at the comments, some were gushing over you two, some were commenting how funny everything was, some already started flames which he hoped you couldn’t see. You guys knew coming in that not everyone would have a good reaction in the very beginning, not even when you guys make it public, it will take time.

“You two are so cute! Are you sure she’s not your girlfriend?”

“You can tell us if you guys are together.” Jin read the comment. You laughed. It was nice to already have the support, but it wasn’t time yet.

“Everyone, I have a boyfriend. I’m just here as a guest today.” You reminded everyone. It was a special code for you guys today. Yes, BTS Jin wasn’t your boyfriend. KIM SEOKJin was.

Blog Announcement - 2017 Secret Santa Deadline

I shouldve queued this long ago (sorry, its finals week), but the deadline to start submitting the secret santa scenario is this week, guys!

But also, because i was late in announcing this till mid week of the deadline, also, I'm sure some of you have finals too, I'll also give you till next week Thursday 12/21 to submit it. (that’s 12/21 11:59pm PST) Remember to include your title ☺️