This Is Gonna Be So Good, I'm Dying To Read!!!!!!

this is gonna be so good, i'm dying to read!!!!!!

𝕗𝕝𝕒𝕨𝕝𝕖𝕤𝕤 • 𝕥𝕨𝕠 - 𝕥𝕖𝕒𝕤𝕖𝕣

SUMMARY: It’s the first day of senior year. Harrison and Tom got everyone’s eyes on them, but Tom only has his eyes for a certain someone and she’s willing to get to know him better.

Based on my one-shot, Flawless.

PAIRING: Rich!Tom Holland x Rich!Reader (Best Friends to Lovers AU)

WORDS: 914 (Teaser); 9.2K (Chapter)

WARNINGS: Swearing, mentions of sex, underage drinking.

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ozone | pjm

pairing ↠ ex!jimin x reader

genre ↠ angst

beta-read by ↠ @hoebii

word count ↠ 1.3k

warnings ↠ mentions of cheating, driking.

summary ↠ when you find out your ex Park Jimin, whom you had cheated on in the past, is getting married, all you can think about is alcohol. at some point, you end up calling him, as you often do whenever you remember you've lost the love of your life.

A/N  ↠ hi, yall! recently I've spent a huge amount of hours listening to Chase Atlantic and I got uber inspired with this scenario hahaha as you can see, I'm a drama queen and I'm a huge fan of angst.

I just wanted to try some new stuff and this it it, writing has been my therapy and I decided I wouldn't be embarrassed about it anymore. so here it is, I hope if this reaches anyone, it can be an enjoyable read. I also want to thank @hoebii for taking the time to read this and help me make it better.

as always, here's a humble playlist with the songs that inspired me.

feedback is always appreciated ♡

“Y/n?” You hear his hoarse voice through the phone.

Naturally, he was already asleep. It’s 3:23 am of a fucking weekday, of course he was already asleep. He probably fell asleep with her nestled comfortably against his chest. You could feel the sourness of the whisky coming back to your mouth, as the images of this particular scene fill your mind.

It should be you in there, not her.

It should be you, but it wasn’t because you fucked it up. You fucked everything up, because you got carried away. You fucked up, because, as always, you didn’t value what you had and took things for granted. You took Park Jimin for granted. Nothing was ever enough. You have a nice job, a nice car, a nice flat, nice friends, a nice family and a cute little puppy waiting for you when you get home.

And you had him, until you fucked it up. You got bored, for, again, nothing ever seemed to be good enough for you. You thought so about him until you lost him.

How silly.

“Hi, Jimin”, you smiled to yourself.

“Is everything ok? It’s-”

“Yeah, it’s three in the morning, I know”.

It was a mistake, of course, calling your ex in the middle of the night. But then again, he was the one who told you could call him if you ever felt sad.

He promised, actually. He promised he would always be there for you whenever you felt sad, even if you broke up. And, well, it happened. You broke up and you tried not to think about him, but apparently someone should remind you that when you got drunk. You made it almost a habit. Whenever you get drunk, you don't seem to remember that you have been trying to forget Jimin in these past couple of years.

“Where are you? Have you been drinking?” He asks you, his voice still hoarse. It sends chills down your spine.

“I’ve had a few shots, yeah”.

He sighs. You listen to a muffled voice on the other end. Her voice, probably, since you are calling someone else’s fiance in the middle of the night. It’s a fucking Wednesday night, for fuck’s sake, you’re so pathetic.

“It’s nothing, love, go back to sleep”, he whispers.

After listening to him calling her love, you feel even more pathetic. What are you doing? Calling your ex in the middle of the night to fucking whine at his upcoming wedding? Is this what you became? Fucking pathetic.

Silence.

Maybe he’s hung up.

“I’m sorry, Y/n…”, he says in a normal voice tone. “You never answered my question… Where are you? Do you want me to send a car to pick you up? It’s pretty late”.

“No, thanks. I-”

“Are you alone?”

You swallow. Who would bear to be in your company tonight? Tonight you are just a bitter old memory of yourself, after drinking your dignity away. You wouldn't put your friends through that, you can take care of yourself. This isn’t the first and, certainly, wouldn't be the last time this scenario happens.

“Yeah”.

“I’ll send you a car, it’s too late for y-”

“Congrats on your engagement, honey”, you interrupt him. “Seokjin told me…”

More silence on his end.

“Oh… Yeah…”, he was silent for a moment, again, but then he continued. “Thanks”.

“You two must be over the moon”, you suggest, contorting your face involuntarily.

“I mean… Yes, I’m happy, thank you for your consideration”.

“I miss you, Chim”, you say before you can stop yourself. “And somewhere deep down you must miss me too… Answering a phone call from your crazy ex in the middle of the night”.

“Y/n, why are you calling? What do you want?” He sighs. “If you need some company, call your friends. Do you want me to try to get in touch with Seokjin?”

As much as he tried, he could not be rude or impolite. He is the most considerate person you've ever had the pleasure to meet. He wasn’t rude to you then, when you cheated on him after four years of a steady and serious relationship, and he isn’t being rude to you now. You honestly don’t know if you’d rather if he had just made a scene. If he had picked up the phone and told you to go fuck yourself, he’d make it easier for you to hate him.

Maybe that’s what you’re after, maybe you need him to be rude, to yell at you, to call you names, to unleash his resentment. But he never did so, he just withdrew from your life.

You shared the same friend group, so he stopped showing up when he knew you’d be around. He started doing groceries at some other place. He looked for a new movie theater to attend. Slowly, Jimin disappeared from your life, taking every trace of you with him.

“I’m a big girl, honey, I can take care of myself”, you snort. “I just want to apologize… Chim, I’m so, so sorry”.

“Don't… Don't do that, Y/n. Don't apologize, it’s ancient history. Really. I’ve already told you I forgive you, I don’t hold any grudges, you can move on with your life, for real!”

“That’s the thing, Chim, I don’t think I’ll ever get over you”, you confess.

One more time, there’s nothing but silence.

You continue. “But, babe, if you give me just one chance, just one more try, I’ll prove you that I’m changed…”

Dignity, what's that? Right now, you had no idea. You feel your eyes welling up with tears, making the lights behind the bar’s counter become fuzzy. Shades of blue, red and purple mixed up in front of your watery eyes, as you wait for Jimin to say something.

“I need to go, Y/n… It’s late”.

“Babe, this is probably my last chance to say this-”

“Please, Y/n, don’t call me that”.

He never answers your propositions directly. Of course he doesn’t, he’s to good to tell you to fuck yourself or something similar. Deep down, you now these phone calls only make you seem stupid and desperate and you’d regret calling him as soon as you hung up. But, well, you were kind of stupid and desperate. You know the only thing you could do right now is to watch him go, but it hurts. You’re gonna lose him for good now. It was all your fault.

He’s getting married. It’s over.

“Yeah, yeah… I’m sorry I called you, I don’t know what I was thinking”, you let out a humourless laugh, wiping the tears that rolled down your cheeks with the back of your hand.

“As I’ve said before, there's no need to apologize. You were never one who apologizes, it just feels like it doesn't suit you”, he continued. “Take care of yourself, ok?”

“You too”.

He laughs softly, just to show you he heard what you’ve said. “Good night, Y/n”.

“Good night, Jimin… I love you”.

“I loved you too… Very much so”.

You hear the click as he hangs up. More silence. You sit on the bar stool, mulling over your past mistakes, blaming yourself. You are to blame and the worst part of it is that you know it is your fault. No one else’s. You would be the one on his bed tonight, if you hadn’t been so selfish.

If only you hadn’t been so selfish. If only you hadn’t been so self centered. If only you hadn’t been so… You.

Now his I love yous belong to someone else’s ear. His hugs belong to someone else’s body. His kisses to someone else’s lips. You have really lost him for good. He’s getting married.

You snort at yourself.

You tuck your phone back into the front pocket of your jeans. You look at the bartender, he looks back at you with tired eyes. He stood leaning against the black wall behind him, with his arms folded as he looked at you. You mouth him “another one, please”. And that’s where you spend the night until the sun rises, not taking any ounce of your guilt and pain away.

just say goodnight n go | chapter 05

pairing ↠ jin x reader, fuckboy!jungkook x reader

genre ↠ college au | love triangle | strangers to lovers | slow burn | fluff, angst, smut | multi-chapter

word count ↠ 7.3k

18+ | warnings ↠ grivieng character and swearing.

summary ↠ when your mother passes away, you go back to your college student life, only to find out the guy you liked (and were friends with benefits with) had a girlfriend now. trying to get over him and your mother’s passing, seokjin, the friend of a friend wants you to give him a chance. will you find your way back to yourself?

A/N  ↠ I'm so happy to finally write this part, I've been thinking about it for months, I just hope you enjoy it as much as I've enjoyed writing it kjsdhakhudahs I did my best to finish it on time so I could post something special on our boy's birthday. things are starting to chance, I reaaaaaally hope you like it and I'm sure if it turns out to be some cheesy stuff. I'm cheesy.

as always, I want to thank @primadonnasdream for helping me and for being my best friend 💜 this would probably look a lot worse if it wasn't for her lol

let me know what you think of this Seokjin's birthday special chapter, your feedback is what drives me to write 💜 and also here’s a playlist for you to listen while you read :)

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INDEX ↠ prologue | 01 | 02 | 03 | 04 | 05

You spent the entire night almost biting your nails off thinking about this pseudo trip you’d go on with Jin. Will it be awkward? Will it be filled with endless hours of uncomfortable silence? What if someone finds out? What if Jungkook finds out? When you think about it, you don’t really know why you agreed on going. To say you feel extremely anxious about this feels like an understatement.

On top of that, Eunjoo’s words kept replaying in your mind the entire night. “You’ve fallen in love with him and he knows it, but he doesn’t care. You can’t fix this and, most importantly, you can’t fix him! You can’t keep on hurting yourself to please him either. This has gone way too long”. Have you and Jungkook really been a “way too long” kind of thing? Are you really messing things up by not letting him go? But then again, he is the one that comes and looks for you in the first place. Why do you have to be the one that feels guilty?

You laid on your bed and zoned out, sinking deep into all of those questions, not really finding satisfying answers to any of them. When you realized the sunlight was already creeping in through the curtains. It was time to get ready to set off, Jin told you he wanted to leave as soon as the Sun rised, since it would take you a considerable amount of time to get there by car and boat.

Namjoon had left to his non-girlfriend last night. Close to the doorknob you’ve found a green post-it and you recognize his handwriting instantly. It said: “Please, text me tomorrow before you leave and then again when you get there. Have fun. Also, be responsible. Love you. PS: if you want to come home earlier call me and I’ll come pick you up - NJ”. You do as he says and you also text Eunjoo and Jimin, so when they wake up, they won’t worry about your whereabouts. Yes, you’re a very thoughtful friend and sister. Your phone vibrates in your hands with an incoming text from Jin.

jin [6:07 am]: here

You [6:07 am]: okie

jin [6:07 am]: ready?

You [6:07 am]: yup

You [6:07 am]: i’ll be downstairs in a second

You double-check if everything’s in order, because living with Kim Namjoon teaches you to never trust blindly on his judgment when it comes to… Well, taking care of things. As you had foreseen, he left his bedroom lights on. Not to mention his room was a mess, but that’s entirely his problem.

With everything in order, you leave.

You see a silver SUV parked right in front of your place. You assume it’s Jin’s car. You had no idea Jin had such a nice car, it surely surprises you. As you get closer, the car windows slide down open and you see an already spirited Seokjin, smiling at you. Even though you are sleepy, it’s hard to resist the urge to smile back at him.

“Good morning, sunshine!” He greets you with a gentle voice. “All set?”

“Morning, Jinie. I’m still a bit sleepy...” You lean on the car door as you speak.

“Yeah, I could tell by the way you walked here”, he laughs. “Let me put your bags in the trunk and we can set off”.

He gets out of the car and comes closer to you. He leans in and kisses your forehead, his plump warm lips like feathertouch against your skin. You had to stop yourself from wrapping your hands around his neck, it was like your body was automatically responding to his touches. You blame your sleepy brain mode, surely. Before you could react to the good morning kiss, his hands were on yours, also warm and gentle, his fingers almost asking you to excuse him, as he took your bags from your grasp.

“You can take your seat, babygirl, this will take less than a second”, he suggests kindly.

You do as he says, too sleepy to offer him your help or anything of that sort. His car is as big inside as it is on the outside, the seats are upholstered with a probably very expensive light brown kind of leather and they were extremely comfortable. Jin left the air conditioning on, so it was pretty cozy inside.

Without much delay, Seokjin was already back on his seat, with the wheel in his hands.

“Uh- So, do you want to listen to some specific kind of music? My phone is here in the center console”, he points with his hand, eyes on the road. “The password is my birthday. One, two, zero, four. Put on whatever you like”.

“Of course not, you’re driving! You have the right to listen to your own music while driving and shotgun has the right to shut their cakehole”.

“Jeez, I’d never call that pretty little mouth of yours of a cakehole”, he answered with a naughty smirk.

It feels like all the blood in your veins head straight towards your cheeks and you feel them burning hot. You are probably looking like a goddman enormous tomato right now. Why does he have to do this to you?

You simply reach for his phone in the console and start exploring his Spotify playlists, almost hiding behind your hands, in hopes of not letting Jin notice you’re blushing like a schoolgirl.

“Oh, Jinie, you do have a car playlist already, this one is fine by me”, you try.

“Yeah, this is 80% Yoongs’ picks, but it’s good. He’s got good taste. But I want you to feel comfortable to change it if you don't feel like listening to them, ok?” He glances over to you, with a reassuring expression.

Honestly, this guy...

“It’s ok, my brother never allows me to touch the radio when he’s driving”, you press play and Allergic by Post Malone starts. “This one’s good”.

You look out the window, contemplating the meek morning sunlight bathing the city in shades of golden. You’re not the fall’s biggest enthusiast, but even you had to admit that very few things in the world could top fall mornings. Maybe only the night starry sky in the summer and a very pleasing winter afternoon.

You look over to Seokjin and see that the sun is also painting his features in a golden tone. You notice his almost white hair looks even more striking in this light, as if his locks were made out of the purest gold on this Earth. He distractedly hums along with the song, tapping his fingers lightly against the wheel. Being with him was so easy, his presence somehow has a magical aura that makes you feel automatically relaxed and safe.

You realize that all of the worries that kept you awake last night were extremely silly. There was no way this weekend was going to be anything less than perfect.

“Do you, uh- mind if I take a nap?”

“Of course not, babygirl! There’s a pillow in the backseat, d’ya want it?”

You look behind your seat and see it along with his backpack and a folded baby blue blanket.

“I brought it for you”, he hesitates. “In case you got cold or something”.

It was for you. He brought it for you. In case you wanted to nap and in case you got cold. Wow. You don’t know what to say. This is the type of thing absolutely no one thinks about before a road trip. But he did. He thought about it. He thought about your needs. He didn't even ask. He just did it.

“Wow! Thanks, Jinie… I don't know what to say. That’s so sweet”.

“Nah! It’s nothing”, he states, with a soft laugh and you notice his ear getting a soft reddish tone.

But you know it is. Something in your chest feels funny again. You try to ignore it, reaching for the pillow in the backseat, but the only thing on your mind right now was Seokjin.

Seokjin.

Seokjin.

You knew it was no use trying to pretend otherwise. You closed your eyes and allowed the tiredness from a sleepless night to take over you. And of course, when you finally drift off to sleep, you dream about him.

Opulent. That's the first word that comes to your mind when you walk into the Kim’s beach house. It’s a two-story house, built in the most modern style you have ever seen. It literally looked like a celebrity house, just like the ones you see in magazines. You stood at the large living room in awe, as you looked at the very luxurious surroundings. The afternoon sunlight kissed gently the furniture, creeping in through the glass walls that adorned the ambient. You could hardly believe your eyes when you saw it. You had to control yourself, so you wouldn’t give away to Seokjin that you were completely shocked by how amazing the place is. You knew his family had a pretty comfortable life, but you had no idea how comfortable their lives really were and judging by their beach house, they’re really rich. Not that you’re jealous, good for them, but damn.

Seokjin was the perfect host, by the way. He makes you feel so welcomed and at home, you didn’t even have the opportunity to feel uncomfortable. As soon as you set foot to the door, he was beside himself trying to make you feel snug.

He gave you a house tour, in which he showed you every part of the house. The house has six bedrooms upstairs and they all had the same modern vibe as the rest of the rooms, except for one, that was his parent’s bedroom, this one was like one of those presidencial suits from 5-star hotels you see in American movies.

Honestly, you were obsessed with the glass walls, they added such a sophisticated touch to the place. All you could think about now was how much money you’d have to earn a month to be able to live in one of those. You’d probably have to be the next Quentin Tarantino for that, but that’s the dream anyway. It was indeed the most beautiful house you’ve ever seen in your life. If this is the Kim’s beach house, imagine what their actual house looks like.

Jin insisted you chose the room with a view of the ocean and he got the one right beside yours. He told you to put on your bikini and go straight to the house’s backyard while he’d go to the supermarket to buy the ingredients for him to cook you dinner. Of course, he didn’t let you join him and left unannounced while you were unpacking upstairs, probably to avoid your temper, because you’d surely insist on going with him. Without much choice, you did as he told you.

The house’s backyard is one of those that leads you straight to the beach sand, where a couple of sun loungers were placed. As you lay on the outdoor furniture, sunbathing and listening to the therapeutic sounds of the waves, pushing and pulling, you feel your body finally relaxing and you bask in this sensation. Breathing in and out, taking in the delicious scent of the salted sea water. You didn’t dare open your eyes, not because you were sleepy or too affected by the sunlight, you were just allowing yourself to enjoy your own company. Not distracting yourself with some silly shit online, you were just truly enjoying a little bit of idleness. Peace.

You feel your phone vibrating between your legs and you see Eunjoo is finally up. Apparently, you were going to distract yourself with silly online stuff, after all.

joo 💛 [4:12 pm]: heyyy, how are things?

joo 💛 [4:12 pm]: i just woke up 🙊

You [4:12 pm]: hey, bitch

You [4:12 pm]: DID YOU JUST WAKE UP? it’s 4 in the afternon !!

You [4:12 pm]: busy night? 🌝

joo 💛 [4:12 pm]: 🌚

You [4:12 pm]: and yeah it’s fine

You [4:13 pm]: there’s only one problem tho

joo 💛 [4:13 pm]: what?

You [4:13 pm]: apparently JIN’S A FUCKING MILLIONAIRE CHOI EUNJOO HOW COME YOU DONT MENTION SOMETHING LIKE THAT TO YOUR BEST FRIEND????????

joo 💛 [4:13 pm]: HAHAHAHA

joo 💛 [4:13 pm]: can I call you rn or is he around?

You [4:13 pm]: he’s out

As soon as you’ve sent the last text, she’s calling you and you answer right away.

“Yeah, so… He’s rich”, she states on the other end.

“Rich? He’s a fucking millionaire, Choi Eunjoo! I feel like my clothes are not good enough to be inside of this fucking mansion”, you hiss back at her.

“You’re so fucking dramatic, Y/n, jeez... First of all, no he’s not a millionaire, they are just rich. We’re fucking poor, that’s why we get so impressed. And second, I’m sure he’d prefer to have you there without clothes, anyway, so-”.

“Eunjoo!” You laugh and she joins you.

“Chill, Y/n. For real! Live a little, you’re at the beach mansion of a hot, cute, intelligente, funny and single guy who’s almost begging you for a chance. Like, come on! What else do you want from life?”

“I’ve just met him, woman… What do you expect me to do? To jump his bones in the middle of all this?”

“Of all this what?”

“You know what”.

She knows you meant Jungkook. You hear her sighing and she continues.

“FYI, I’ve seen a box of extra large condoms at his side of the dorm once, so joke’s on you”.

“CHOI EUNJOO!”

“I’m rolling my eyes very hard at you right now with this moralism of yours, Y/n, just so you know”, she dismisses you.

“Yeah, whatever... I need to tell you something”, you cut her.

“Holy mother of Jesus, I’m already nervous”, she quakes. “Go ahead!”

“I mean, it’s not that important. It’s just- He had a pillow and a blanket on the backseat of his car this morning, in case I got sleepy or cold during the car trip”, you tell your best friend, not being able to hide the endearment note in your voice.

She squeaks on the other end.

“And what do you think of it?” She asks you with a surprisingly neutral tone, but you can almost hear her smile through the phone.

“It was one of the kindest, sweetest gestures-”, you interrupt yourself mid-sentence when you hear the sound of turning keys coming from the entrance door. “Oh, Jin’s here, gotta go. Bye”. You hang up before Eunjoo had the chance to say anything more.

He opens the door and you see his face lightening up when he finds you seated at the sun lounger from across the gigantic living room, but then you feel his eyes on you, travelling up and down your body, you realize it’s the first time he sees you in a bikini. You get a little awkward, but there’s isn’t much you can do now.

“Hey, babygirl, can you give me a hand?”

You feel his gaze lingering on you, as you reach for your jeans shorts and quickly put them on.

“Sure, with what?”, you say as you walk towards him.

He hands you a relatively full shopping bag and you see there’s another two in his other hand. You knew if he went to the supermarket by himself he’d end up buying food enough to feed an army.

Now that you’re standing next to him, you see his neck and ears are blushed, did he sunbathe on his way back or something? You hope so, because if not, it might mean the blushing is related to you and the fact that you’re in swimwear right now and you honestly don't know what you’d make of it.

“Hey, have you been sunbathing on your way here?” You ask, hoping you’re not jumping to conclusions.

“Sunbathing?” He returns the question with a confused look. “No, why?”

“Your neck looks redder than usual”.

“Oh, my neck? Uh- That’s noth- Uh, Is this too heavy?” He motions forward, trying to reach for the shopping bags in an effort to make you drop the subject. His answer has you mildly week on your knees. “Gimme that, I don’t know why I bothered you with-”

“Seokjin, this is why I go to the gym, ok? Don’t worry”, you state, allowing him to actually drop the subject, having confirmed your suspicions.

“To carry heavy shopping bags? Wow, that’s unusual”, you notice the teasing in his voice, in another attempt to divert your attention from his blushing.

“That’s the dream”, you say as you turn around, heading towards the kitchen. He laughs a little exaggeratedly.

You didn’t count on having a step on the entrance of the kitchen. When you noticed the thing was there, it was a little too late, for you were already on your way to the ground. You were able to stop yourself from falling flat on your face, but the products inside the shopping bag were all over the kitchen floor now. A burning pain takes over your toe and you curse out loud. Jin follows you to the kitchen, clearly trying to control himself so he wouldn't crack up to your face.

“Are you-”, he asks as he suppresses a grin. You feel humiliated, those damned clumsy Kim genes. “Sorry. Are you ok?”

You breathe in and out before you can reply. You were probably flushing hard right now.

“I’m fine, thank you”, you grunt as you stretch yourself to pick the shoyu sauce bottle that rolled further away from you, toe still hurting.

“You’re as clumsy as your brother, huh?” He asks all simley and you furrow your brows as soon as the words hit your ears.

“What do you mean?” You inquire, as you squat in order to gather Jin’s groceries. “How do you know my brother is clumsy? Have you met him before?”

“Oh… Yes”, he trembles, placing the bags on the kitchen counter. “I thought he would have told you by now”.

“Well, now I’m curious”, you look at him, still collecting the groceries on the floor. “He would have told me what?”

“It’s nothing shocking, I was a member of the frat for a while…”

“Really? I had no idea! This is why Namjoon likes you, huh?” You squint and he shoots your way a half smile, you notice he’s still a little blushed. “I should have known, he doesn’t warm up to people so fast…”

He also squats, helping you with the last itens.

“He does?” He asks you, in a soft tone.

“Can’t you tell?”

“I mean… I thought he was just nice”, he stands up and reaches out for your hand. You take it and he helps you to get back on your feet. You can tell he’s trying not to look at you so much. “I remember he was always very charismatic, no wonder he became the leader of the frat. But I thought he was just being nice to me since you and I have become close”.

“He and Enjoo are on a secret mission to make sure we become a couple”, you laugh.

He smirks and you feel the silliest human being on Earth. Stupid fucking Y/n. You get so fucked up around him that you feel like your social filter stops working, how can you just say something like that, so casually? You know he’s into you. But you have Jungkook, you can’t just flirt with Jin like this. This is not ok, you have to stop.

“Yeah?” he lets out a soft chuckle, still sounding a little off. “But this is fine, babygirl, I’m happy to be your friend… For now”.

He almost whispers the last part. It feels weird, because this idea is starting to sound much more pleasing than it should. You feel your cheeks burning hot and the need to go off this subject is huge.

“So, uh- Tell me more about you being a frat boy!” You say whatever comes to your mind. “What happened? You’d be a hyung now if you had stayed, probably the leader, instead of Namjoon, right?”

“Sure… But can we sit? Do you want something to drink? We have Milkis”, he offers as he opens the fridge.

“Sure”, you answer, heading towards the gray velvety sofa.

He joins you, sitting right next to you and handing you the open can of Milkis.

“Woah, strawberry? It’s my favorite! How come you know that?!”

“It’s my favorite too, I guess we’re in synch”, he blinks twice, a habit he has and you honestly think it’s so freaking cute.

“I guess we are… Anyways, tell me, tell me!” You take a sip from the can and feel the sweet taste of your favorite soda.

He’s still trying not to stare, you notice his ears blushing again, but this time around you suspect you’re blushing as well. You notice the dark in his eyes deepening as he has his gaze upon you, trying to focus on your face. This is a new side of Seokjin you’ve never seen before. You are enjoying this… Why are you enjoying this? You’re supposed to be just friends.

“Uh- Ok. So, yeah, I was a member, it was nice, honestly. I liked my hyungs as well, I don’t think you’ve had the opportunity to meet them…” he trails off and you shake your head negatively. “I thought so, anyway… You know I’ve had a complicated relationship with my ex. Before we started dating for real, it was nice, but she got really jealous of this whole fraternity thing, she wasn’t a fan of the other guys as well, she thought they were kind of a bad influence, like, they were living their lives as single men and she thought I’d want to do the same, even though I liked her and I was pretty happy with my relationship status at the time. We had major fights about this. Then, I slowly stopped showing up at the parties, I started to spend more time at her house and I ended up drifting apart from the guys and she seemed happier when I wasn’t around them. So I left. For her”.

“I’m under the impression she’s a total bitch, pardon my French!” You declare and there he goes with his larger than life laughter. Against all odds, you liked it a little too much when he laughed and you realized you could listen to it for hours. “Seriously! I swear to you, I’m a feminist, but… Wow”.

“It was a very complicated relationship, I can tell you that. And to top that, I was completely whipped, so… To sum it up, I did everything she wanted, I was a total suck-up”, he pouts, as he lowered his gaze to the white can in his hands.

“Hey, don’t say that”, you push his large shoulder lightly and he barely moves. “You can’t blame yourself for loving someone, you know? Have you seen ‘Call me by your name’? It’s a mediocre movie, if you ask me, but there’s this one scene in which a character says something like how we try to be cured of heartaches by trying to block the pain and it turns us into robots, because instead of seeking happiness all the time, it’s important for us to process the pain. That’s part of maturing. This one scene made this movie worth it”, he has his eyes on your lips, paying close attention to your words. “It’s so strong and so real. We blame ourselves for living and feeling, loving, hating and that’s not fair. I know bad experiences are stuff we don’t want to go through… Of course, but they make us who we are. So if I got lucky to meet this amazing Jin from the present, the Jin from the past had to go through what he went through”.

He wets his lips and you see a half smile appearing on his plump lips, as one corner of his mouth lifts up. He leans in and tucks a strand of your hair behind your ear. You feel your skin burning where he touched, you both look into each other's eyes, his gaze is so intensely set on your face, you feel it burning hot. You look down and take a very nervous sip of your strawberry-flavored beverage. What the hell is happening? Why do you feel weird?

“You know what’s funny? I did try to do that, you know? I tried to block out my feelings, I told Yoongs I wouldn’t date anyone ever again, and that I’d never put myself out there again, but I’ve failed miserably”, he snorts, smile still hanging on his lips. “When I met you, I don’t know, it’s like something clicked”.

Something burns inside of you, yet again, the same, and now, familiar sensation. The one you get only in Jin’s presence. You’re nervous, he’s staring and you can’t focus on anything other than his pinkish, plumpy lips and the way he pouts when he speaks without even realizing how cute he is.

“Don’t say these things, Jinie…” Is all you manage to say.

“This is not me insisting, ok? I’m just being honest, since we’re talking about it…” He asks, wetting his lips again. Was he trying to send you signs? Are you crazy? Maybe you are. “ I have no reason to lie”.

Another smirk on his lips and you’re done for. Fuck it.

Before you could even think, you lean in and press your lips to his. Finally feeling the warmth of his plumpy and velvety lips against yours, realizing you’ve been craving this sensation much more than you’ve thought you would. You close your eyes, so you don’t know if he did the same. He doesn’t freeze or get tense in any way that you can trace, he actually gives in, but you pull away. Desperately embarrassed.

As you open your eyes, you see he’s looking at you with endearment stamped all over his face. You can’t really name it, but this warm, overwhelming thing is weighing in your chest. Is this how you’re supposed to feel when you kiss someone? This is probably a physical sensation of shame, right? Just like when you’re anxious and you get stomachache or something.

There’s a hint of a smile on his lips. You part your lips, in an attempt to apologize for your impulsive act, but before you could say anything, he had his lips back upon your own, much more avid than when you took him by surprise, as if he was claiming them for himself. Oh my, he wants this too. You slip your tongue between his lips, not wasting any time on asking for his permission.

It felt like returning home after a very long and exhausting time away kind of kiss. He tucked his hand in your hair and gripped it firmly on the base of your scalp, leaving you gasping for air. You couldn’t really think straight, you feel inebriated as he kisses you passionately, as you bask in this strawberry-flavored kiss. Your hands travel up his body, you feel his sculpted abs, it’s like you’re hungry for him. You don’t understand where this is coming from, it’s overwhelming. His hands travel down your body from your hair to your waist, where he applies a good pressure on, making you want more of his hands on you.

Then, he pulls away. You’re both breathless, but you’re the only one that has a confused look on your face. What just happened? Why did he pull away? Did I do something wrong? Jin gulps loudly and gets on his feet, his hands travel anxiously from his blonde hair to his neck as he adjusts himself in his pants.

“Uh- So, what do you think... jeyuk bokkeum for dinner?” He asks you, heading towards the kitchen, as if nothing’s happened. “I need to put the groceries away, some of these things need to be in the fridge”.

You’re still processing what just happened, so you take longer than you should to muster an intelligible answer in your confused brain.

“Yeah- Uh, jeyuk bokkeum is fine, thanks”.

You sit there dumbfounded, as he runs his errands in the kitchen, completely unbothered by the fact that the two of you kissed.

You kissed him and then he kissed you. Not as “you kissed each other”, that too, but both of you had started kisses. You kissed him while you were in a fucking bikini. You liked it. You don’t really know what to do now, you honestly feel like a teenager after their first kiss or something and Seokjin was nonchalantly humming an unidentified song as he put the fucking groceries away.

“Can I help you with anything?” You ask anxiously.

“No, I got it, babygirl”, he glances your way, smiling at you gently.

“Jinie, Uh- Do you mind if I hit the shower while you’re at it?”

“Of course not”, he answers, dividing his attention between you and the products inside the last shopping bag.

“Be right back”.

You turn around, letting go of air you didn’t realize you had been holding. You can’t stop thinking about what happened, you just knew this familiar, but completely new kind of feeling was a bit too much to handle, maybe you’d forget all about it over a hot shower.

Hot shower or no hot shower, you simply could not stop thinking about the kiss. You’d be lying if you said you weren’t worried about how you’d behave in his presence, but it wasn’t even the most important thing in your mind right now. You feel so weird after this kiss, you don’t even know how to explain. You just know it feels like he’s taken over your mind.

You don’t want to talk about this with Eunjoo or Namjoon right now, because you know they will not stop teasing you. But, fortunately, you have Jimin.

You type a quick hello and wait less than a minute for his reply, the boy’s indeed always online.

chim chim 🐥 [5:12 pm]: sup sweetums

You [5:12 pm]: chim i did something

You [5:12 pm]: chim i kissed the guy !!!!!!!!

You [5:12 pm]: seokjin and i kissed !!!!!!!!!!!! i’m nervous

chim chim 🐥 [5:13 pm]: IT WOULD HAPPEN SOONER OR LATER LOL

You [5:13 pm]: ok but what do i do now i’m nervous

You [5:13 pm]: he suddenly pulled away and started acting like nothing happened now i don’t know what to do !!!

chim chim 🐥 [5:13 pm]: you should do the same lol how old are u? 14?

You [5:14 pm]: ouch

chim chim 🐥 [5:14 pm]: love youuu enjoy the weekend

It was just a kiss, it wasn’t that big of a deal… Right? Yes, Y/n, get it together.

Well, maybe Jimin’s right. Maybe you should act normal. Some friends do that, don’t they? I mean, look at you and Jungkook. Of course, you developed feelings somewhere along the way, but Jin’s different. You are really just friends. Even if how he acted meant he’s given up on waiting for you, it’s fine, right? You didn’t even know if you could answer his feelings, so you had nothing to worry about.

But why does it feel like something’s off?

With this question in mind, you decide to follow Jimin’s advice. You are friends, there’s no fucking thing to worry about, you’re just overthinking. You decide to head downstairs and you find Jin seated on the sofa, scrolling on his cell. In front of him there was a bottle of soju, a beer can and two glasses, you could see he had already started drinking, his glass was half empty.

You try to channel your inner Park Jimin and in order to sound chill, you decide to say something in a playful tone. After opening and closing your mouth five times in the spare of a second, you try.

“Can’t believe you started off without me, Kim Seokjin-ssi!” Being the scaredy cat he is, he places a hand on his chest as your voice startles him.

“My god! You’ve almost killed me…” He declares, laughing lightly. “Why do you insist on not using honorifics? You should call me Seokjin-oppa, you know?”

He taps on the sofa, inviting you to sit by his side. He doesn’t sound uncomfortable or nervous. Ok, this is a good sign. You two are friends, nothing’s wrong, things are back to normal. You roll your eyes, pretending you weren’t almost running away from this house on foot and do as he says.

“Do you want some?” He asks, pointing to the beverages in front of you.

You notice a hesitant note to his voice. Fuck, fuck, fuck. This is gonna be so awkward. At least, if you drink enough, you can call it a night early and go straight to bed, you’d be leaving tomorrow afternoon anyways, so the only thing you had to do would be faking a morning hangover and sooner than you knew, you’d be heading back to Seoul.

“Please”, you hold your glass as he mixes your somaek.

“Only if you call me oppa”, a devious smirk appears on his lips.

“Fuck off, I’m not calling you oppa! The thought of it makes me cringe”

“Oh, come on! I’m an old, traditional man who’s not used to modern ways of addressing older people, that’s all…”

You reach out for the glass, but he dodges you easily. You try again and he dodges you easily once more. He bursts out laughing, the same boisterous laughter as always.

“Jinie! Come on!” You protest loudly.

“Just ask me nicely and it’s yours”.

“Please, can you give me my somaek?” You grunted.

“Ok, you’re almost there, babygirl”, he rejoiced, still holding your glass away from your reach.

“No”, you fume, crossing your arms in front of your chest.

“Alright, then, then this one’s mine too”, he adds, taking your glass to his mouth, taking a small sip of it.

“Jin!” You exclaim louder and he raises his brows, looking at you in the eye. “Please, give me my drink”.

“Call me oppa and it’s yours, babygirl”, he smirks again, a cocky expression plastered on his face.

You snort. You want that fucking somaek.

“Please, Seokjin-oppa, give me my freaking glass”, you hiss, but give in anyways.

You notice he’s eyes lingering on your lips again. You instantly get flashbacks from earlier today. You started to get nervous all over again, what if he decides to try kissing you a second time? You know you wouldn’t say no, because you want it.

“Here, babygirl”, he simply beams and hands you the glass of somaek. “So, did it hurt?”

“Yes, but what wouldn’t I do for some alcohol, right?” He chuckles and you get a bit skittish. His smiles are a bit hard to deal with. So, rattling mode on. “Hey! What about our jeyuk bokkeum? Doesn’t it take a little while to prepare it?”

“It does”, he states nonchalantly, drinking from his cup this time around.

“Then why are you here drinking somaek as if you’re the king of the world? You promised me you’d cook for me!” You say after gulping from your glass, instantly feeling a little less tense.

Thank you, alcohol.

“I know what I’m doing, Y/n, don’t worry… The pork is marinating, the rice is cooked, and for your information, alcohol works up your appetite, so I’m in full chef mode over here”.

“Oh, sorry, chef Kim”, you shrug, gulping from your glass once more.

You start to feel the effects of the somaek in you and you feel way more relaxed than when you first sat by his side. It made everything much easier, even when his gaze lingered on you for a while longer than it should.

“Jinie, do you have any plans for Halloween?”

He mulls over your question for a second.

“Not really, why?” He asks, blinking cutely, the same way he did earlier today.

It’s hard to concentrate on what you’re saying sometimes when you’re around Seokjin.

“Uh- There’ll be a party at the guys’ frat, do you wanna come? I mean, I know it’s not really my party, but yeah, I’m inviting you… Do you wanna come?”

“Oh”, his face kind of lights up with your invitation. “Of course, I’ll be there! Man… It’s been awhile since the last time I’ve been to a frat party, I hope I still know how to behave in one of those”.

“Of course you do, Jin. And I’ll be there, if you feel awkward, just come and look for me”.

“Won’t Jeon Jungkook-ssi get mad if I do that?” He cocks one of his brows.

Your eyes widen when you listen to his name. You haven’t really thought of him since you kissed Seokjin and you don’t really know what to make of it. You don’t really understand what’s happening and on top of that, you’re not really sure if Jin rejected you or if he had another reason to pull away from that kiss. Besides, Jin didn’t really know you and Jungkook still see each other, so you didn’t have to admit that to anyone but Eunjoo.

“Why would he be mad? I’ve told you we’re friends… It’s over between us”, you try.

“You don’t have to- Uh, lie to me”, he states, leaning back on the back of the big, gray sofa. “You can tell me the truth, ok? I swear there’ll be no hard feelings or any type of judgement from me”.

You nervously down your drink and fixate your eyes on him, trying to find any trace of dubious intentions, but you’ve found none. You feel slightly dizzy due to the fact you’ve finished your somaek way faster than you should have.

“Actually, I won’t be answering any of your questions related to Jungkook, forget Jungkook, I don’t want to talk about him. I wanna ask you something”, you protested, looking him in the eyes. He leans in, encouraging you to continue. “Why did you”, you poke him on the chest, “pull away from me?”

His eyes widen at your question and you’re trying to focus on something other than his plumpy lips and your tipsy mind is striving to keep away the memories of how it felt when you had them on yours.

“Don’t think that I didn’t want-”, he closes his eyes and sighs. “To kiss you, ok? I’ve been thinking about it for a while now. One of the only things I’ve been thinking about lately, by the way, I just-”

“Are you into someone else? If you’re it’s ok, I unders-”

“No, it’s not that, babygirl…” His voice trails off and one of his hands travels to yours, where his thumb rubs a gentle circle on its back. “It’s just that I don’t want to make your life even more complicated. I know you’ve been through some shit lately, your mom, your situation with Jungkook-ssi, it’s a lot. I know that. So, I don’t wanna be the person who adds any more pressure, you know?”

You don’t really know what to say, you just nod.

“If when you sort things out, you see how great of a catch I am, then, I’ll be thrilled and I’ll be ready to kiss you as much as you want me to. And also I don’t want this to happen like this, just sex and then we’re back to being friends. I don’t want only half of you, I want much more than this and, honestly, it didn’t help that you were in a fucking bikini, you know? It was either pulling away at that moment or…” He cocks his head to the side as his voice trails off.

Thank god you’ve had the drink or else you’d be flustered. Not that you’re not completely speechless right now, but you’re more surprised than embarrassed. It’s totally new to you having someone actually who likes you for you. No ulterior motive. You don’t know what to say and you don’t know what to do now.

So, you decide to do exactly what any mature person would do, you pour yourself a soju shot and down it in one gulp. Jin’s looking at you with his mouth gaping, but you see the corner of his mouth turning upwards and it feels like he’s lightening up the whole room with it.

“This is why I pulled away… Not because I didn’t want to kiss you, but because I want much more than that”.

Then, his phone goes off.

“Oh, the pork’s ready”, he gets on his feet and heads towards the kitchen. “Do you wanna help?”

“Not unless you need me”, you answer honestly.

“It’s ok, I got it”, he answers. “Hey, look over there”.

He points to the back glass door that leads to the beach sand, it’s almost sunset time and you notice there are already shades of pink and purple in the sky. It doesn’t matter how many times you get to experience a sunset at the beach, this view always manages to take your breath away. Jin already knew that about you and apart from your brother, he seems to be the only one who really gets how much you adore looking at the sky. Your phone vibrates in your front pocket and takes your attention away from the ethereal view.

taetae [6:10 pm]: i just wanna let you know jimin is telling jk and his gf how much he hates the fly ~

taetae [6:10 pm]: and that you MADE him sit through a 35th screening anniversary of it and he hated it

You [6:10 pm]: lol he’s got a lousy taste in movies anyway ~

taetae [6:10 pm]: i told him you said that and he asked me to tell you to f**k off

You [6:10 pm]: hahahahaha 💁‍♀️

You [6:11 pm]: are you guys out for drinks or sth?

taetae [6:11 pm]: nope, we’re home

taetae [6:11 pm]: why?

You [6:11 pm]: just curious, taetae, have fun 💛

So, the boys are with Jungkook and his girlfriend. It means she’s becoming a part of the group as well and it would be only a matter of time until you met her. And as odd as it seems, you can’t really feel sad about it, you feel like it’s past the time the two of you met, actually. It feels like something really changed in you, you’re not really able to name it, but something seems very different. You and Jungkook needed to put an end to this. You needed to move on. Maybe it was the guilt speaking right now, because you know you are also to blame in this situation, you know you’re Jungkook’s accomplice. Deep down, you know it all.

Yeah, maybe it was guilt.

Or maybe, just maybe your drunk ass was opening up to the possibility that it was due to the fact that this certain blond-haired guy was winning your heart, a little bit in each passing day. Leaving no space left for Jungkook and his complicated conditions anymore. Maybe tomorrow, when you wake up sober, you won’t be able to admit it, but right now, you are almost sure.

Your phone vibrates again and this time around you almost ignore it, you just felt like you couldn’t take your eyes off of Seokjin. You didn’t want to. He looks divine, he is wearing a black cap and he had a white long-sleeved shirt, sleeves rolled-up, since he’s cooking. He’s pouting and his brows are furrowed, he’s deeply focused on whatever it is he’s doing right now. He’s indeed endearing.

Truthfully, you should have ignored the person texting, because this one text was able to make you feel frantic for the rest of the weekend.

kookie [6:17 pm]: hi babe, a little bird told me you and prince charming are in jeju island having the perfect weekend getaway

kookie [6:17 pm]: hope you’re having fun (:

It keeps getting better and better 😔😔😔

just say goodnight n go | chapter 03.

pairing ↠ jin x reader, fuckboy!jungkook x reader

genre ↠ college au | love triangle | strangers to lovers | slow burn | fluff, angst, smut | multi-chapter

word count ↠ 8.9k

18+ | warnings ↠ grivieng character, a little bit of jealousy, swearing.

summary ↠ when your mother passes away, you go back to your college student life, only to find out the guy you liked (and were friends with benefits with) had a girlfriend now. trying to get over him and your mother’s passing, seokjin, the friend of a friend wants you to give him a chance. will you find your way back to yourself?

A/N  ↠ so I’m back with another one andtoday I offer a lil bit of fluff with kim seokjin! YES!! on this one I decided to insert some poorly edited social media au (?). is it cringy? also this one is longer than the previous chaps, is it too long? please lemme know. anyway, I hope you enjoy this story and feel free to give me your honest feedback.

and also here’s a playlist for you to listen while you read :)

INDEX ↠ prologue | 01 | 02 | 03

“Of course you can say whatever you want, if you find the elements to support your arguments, but I can always disagree if I find elements to support my own counterarguments’’, Han gyosunim states running her eyes through the classroom, so she could make brief eye contact with all of your classmates. “So, yes, Cha Songwook-ssi, you can write in your paper that you believe the gothic movement bases its aesthetics on German Expressionism, you only need to convince me”.

It was always him. Always Cha Songwook with his never ending questions (most of them stupid) hampering the professors from dismissing their classes. Seriously, this guy… Can’t he just write whatever the fuck he wants and wait for the goddamn evaluation?

Han gyosunim looks at her watch and, then, starts again.

“Well, our time today is up… If you have any more questions you can email me anytime, ok? Wish you all a pleasant day!”

You gather your stuff calmly, stuffing them into your backpack. You greet your professor on your way out as you head towards the door.

In the corridor, you run into two girls who are attending the same classes as you this term. As you took a leave of absence, your actual classmates were one semester ahead of you, Jungkook for example, was one of them. So you had to mingle again, in case you skipped any classes, you’d have someone to lend you their notes. They recognize you and flash you warm smiles.

“Y/n! We didn’t have any chance to catch up… I’m happy to see you’re back”, Hyori, the redheaded one, says, looking at you with kind eyes. “How are you? We are very sorry for your loss”.

The dreaded question pops up again. Poor thing, she’s just trying to be nice, but you really did not feel like explaining anything, especially to someone who wasn’t exactly close to you. Of course you weren’t fine… Why do people insist on asking?

“Thank you, Hyori. I think I can say I’m getting by”, you laugh awkwardly. “What about you, girls? How are things?”

“We’re ok”, the other one, Jinshil, replies. “Definitely did not miss college, but ok”.

You join her and laugh a very plastic laugh, trying to be as nice as you can. You hate small talk with every fiber of your being.

“I kind of did, surprisingly. I’ve postponed taking Photography as much as I could, though, but here I am now. Not as bad as I thought, but it’s still bad”.

“Yeah, I didn’t know you hadn’t taken Photography yet, so I was surprised to see you there”, Hyori points out. “I also thought I’d hate it, but it turns out I love Han gyosunim’s classes”.

“Yeah, she’s… great. An inspiring woman, right?”, you try.

You see the girls eyes fixating on something behind you, appalled. Jinshil’s jaw drops and you can’t help but to follow their gaze, only to find Jungkook walking towards you. A warm smile hangs on his lips when you turn to look at him. He is dressed in a light blue sweatshirt that made him look amazing, as always.

“Hello, ladies”, he smiles at the girls and turns to you, bumping his shoulder playfully into yours. “Hey, what are you up to?”

“This was my last class today”, you state pointing to Han gyosunim’s classroom with your thumb. “So, I’ll be heading home to take a well deserved nap”.

He laughs and it feels like music to your ears.

“Why did I even ask?”, he shakes his head at you. “Anyway… If you girls need any help with this class, don’t hesitate to ask, ok? Photography isn’t exactly an easy one”.

“Aww, thanks, oppa!” Jinshil says a little too excited for your taste.

But then again, you had no right to feel any type of way.

“No need to call me oppa, Jinshil, I’ve already told you that”, he states it with a grin, his eyes looking like small crescent moons. He was passive aggressively trying to be nice. “Anyway, I’ll get going, just wanted to say hi”.

Both Jinshil and Hyori say their faintly sly “goodbyes” to Jungkook at the same time, which makes him laugh a bit.

“Bye, Kook”, you wave your hand at him.

“I’ll see you later today, right? At the house? Namjoon hyung will be there too”, he says, already walking away backwards, so he could still look at you as he spoke.

“Hmm, no promises, I need to start studying for Photography, but maybe I’ll swing by”.

“Oh, come on, Y/n!” He furrows his brows. “You know what? I’ll ask Jimin to convince you”.

“I do need to study, Kook”, you dismiss him with your hands.

“We’ll see”.

Scrunching his little nose as he smiled at you, looking like a cute little bunny, he waves goodbye and turns around, walking away. You can’t take your eyes off him until he’s disappeared from your sight. Well, that’s your cue, enough small talk for today. As you turn to face the girls again, you notice they are looking at you with curious expressions. Weird.

“Y/n… Can I ask you something?” Jinshil starts.

“Yeah, sure”, you reply curiously.

“Was the break-up peaceful?”

“Whose break-up?!” you ask, cocking one of your eyebrows, with a dumbfounded expression.

What the fuck?

“Well, you and Jungkook… you broke up, right? He’s dating someone else now, isn’t he?” She asks again, speaking in a lower tone. “I thought you wouldn’t be speaking to each other after… You know?”

Again: what the fuck? What was she talking about? Did people know anything about you? And if they did, what the fuck does she have to do with it? “I’ll ask again, Jinshil, what break-up? Jungkook and I are friends! Where did that come from?” you try to soften your tone as much as possible, in an attempt to sound baffled by her assumptions.

Truthfully, you just wanted to say “mind your own fucking business”, but then again, you couldn’t even be rude, they were nerds, you’d need their help at some point, you knew it!

“Well… We all thought-”

“Sorry, you’re mistaken, sweetie. We are just friends”.

“Oh… ok”.

Hyori, who was, until this point, a silent listener decides to participate too.

“Y/n, I’m sorry, . Not sound like a gossip, but… Er… But, last year Park Woosung kinda saw you two, like, making out at one of his frat parties and… He kinda told some people, like, from our department. We all kinda knew you two dated since then. You two are always together, you treat each other like boyfriend and girlfriend. I mean, it was none of anyone’s business, but…”

Your own jaw drops by now.

“That’s why I asked… You two were pretty much a couple in everyone’s eyes”, Jinshil stated with an apologetic tone, looking you in the eyes. “Sorry, I shouldn’t have said anything”.

You were still processing the new piece of information you have just received. Ok, so, pretty much all of your classmates and some other students from your department knew about you and Jungkook. Who else knows? That’s the question. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. If Namjoon ever finds out about it he’d be fucking pissed.

And now everyone probably pities you, since they all know you two were a thing. You still kinda are. You didn’t even know for, it was too fucking complicated already and people sticking their noses into it made it all worse. Fuck.

You laugh, that’s what you do. You try to sound convincing, you can say that. They look at you curiously, knowing you were about to spill some more gossip.

“Nah, it’s ok, sweetie”, you declare nonchalantly. You try, at least. “We are really just friends…It was a one time thing- The… What Park Woosung saw. We were drunk and you know? It happens, am I right? Anyway, I can hear my bed calling for me. Gotta go. See you later, ok?”

“Oh, ok. Sure. See you later”, Hyori waves her hand at you, looking a little awkward now.

“Bye, Y/n”, Jinshil follows, looking as awkward as her friend.

You turn around feeling disoriented, you just need to get as distant as you can from these girls. You definitely did not see it coming.

Fuuuuuuck.

To make matters worse, your situation with Jungkook was exactly the same, you two were still seeing each other in secret, only this time, it was behind his girlfriend’s back. And well, it’s not so much of a secret anymore, people were starting to notice there was something going on between you two, it was only a matter of time until someone else found out you were back “together”. You can already predict everything Eunjoo is going to say about this, if you decide to tell her.

You feel your phone vibrating in your pocket and you see a text from Seokjin.

jin [3:37 pm]: coffee? 🧐

You [3:37 pm]: yea, meet u there :)

“How can someone who studies filmmaking hate photography? That’s absurd”, Jin asks you dumbfounded.

You’re sitting next to him on a bench near his favorite coffee shop. You two were making a habit out of coming here for some much needed dose of coffee in the afternoon.

“Well, there are three hundred other things I can do in a movie set, you know?”, you ask, sitting beside him on the bench. “And I’m only complaining about the goddamn assignment, it’s only week 3! And also, don’t argue with the expert, ok?”

“You’re the one who started complaining about your gyosunim, you know? I just invited you for a coffee, you could’ve talked about the weather or I don’t know…” he takes a sip of his iced latte. “Now you’re gonna have to listen to my remarks”.

You roll your eyes at him and he laughs. Honestly, the thing Jin does the most in his existence is laughing. And he laughs like means it, like he’s actually enjoying the little things that happen every day. And, well, now you know him enough to know that he really is.

Your favorite thing about him is he’s not embarrassed of it. He feels genuinely comfortable in his own skin and that’s something you actually admire. Most of the time you spend together, you laugh at his gaudy laugh.

Being around him was, actually, a breath of fresh air. And you needed it desperately. You needed to feel like you were able to breathe again, without feeling the lingering sense of heaviness in your chest. And you are able to do that when he’s around. Your friendship is, in one word, refreshing.

“Do you mind?” You ask him, showing your pack of cigarettes.

“You know I don’t”, he answers with a soft tone, with the corner of his lips turned upwards.

You light up your cigarette, taking a long pull on it. You close your eyes for a second, feeling the instant relaxation the nicotine provides.

“As you told me to talk about the weather, here I go. It’s kinda hot today, isn’t it? Hate it”, you state it as you squint your eyes, looking at the clear blue skies. Today reminds you of a song Namjoon likes I wish I had a bullet big enough to fucking kill the Sun, I’m sick of songs about the summer and I hate everyone. Yeah, it was a good song. Also, your current mood.

“I mean, I hate it when I’m trapped between college and that stupid law firm”, he runs his hands through his hair, taking his fringe away from his eyes. He looks divine with his forehead exposed, his bleached locks messily parted to the sides highlighting how gorgeous his face looks.

Actually, Seokjin is bewitching. He didn’t only have a pretty face, he also had a very nice body combined with an amazing personality. He is a real knockout and especially right now, inside of a fucking tuxedo, it was unfair.

“But if the sun is still out on the weekend, we could go to the beach or something, what do you think? My family owns a house in Jeju, we could drive there on Friday night and come back on Sunday”, he continues.

“Yeah, I’d love to! Namjoon will be a hundred percent down too, he’s been talking about going to the beach nonstop”.

He bites his plump pink lips.

”Yeah… I was thinking more like, only the two of us… If you want to, of course”, he says it in a faint tone.

The invitation catches you off guard… Was he asking you on a date or something? A weekend in his family house? When did you two get to this level? Your brain was in full code red mode! You don’t want to say “no”, though.

But that’s the worst part, you didn’t feel like declining this invitation. Things between you and Jungkook were fine, weren’t they? Why did you feel like accepting an invitation to spend the weekend in Jeju island with another guy?

And why the fuck did Seokjin have to do that in person??? Doesn’t he know this kind of thing needs to be discussed with your friends first? The right thing to do was ask you via text message, so you could talk to Eunjoo before giving your final answer!! It’s the 21st century, doesn’t he know the rules? My God!

He cocks his head, never breaking eye contact. As much as his face remained stoic, you could see the anticipation in his eyes, they had a different blaze in them.

“It doesn’t have to be a date”, he tries again.

“Ok”, you just say it, flashing him a nice smile. “It’s nice of you, Jin”.

Well, fuck it. How could you say “no”? You definitely couldn’t. Not when he looked at you like that. So far, the only thing he wanted was to spend time with you, he never asked for anything in return. What’s the problem of spending a weekend with your friend? It’s a normal thing to do. It makes you soft… He makes you soft.

Fuck, why are you thinking those things about him? He’s just a friend.

“‘Ok’? Really? I thought you were about to say no”, he says, placing one of his hands on his chest dramatically. “It would be awful, I’d have to ignore you for the rest of my life”.

You laugh.

“Why?”

“Well, you’d hurt my ego, y’know? I’m not used to hearing ‘no’ when I ask someone out”, he replies with a smirk.

“You’ve just told me it doesn’t have to be a date, Kim Seokjin-ssi”, you squint, poking him on the chest with your free hand.

You take another pull at your cigarette, already feeling your head a little less heavy on your shoulders. Jin’s smirk still lingering on his lips. You could feel your cheeks burn as you blushed.

“Why are you smiling?”, you ask him, also smirking.

He doesn’t say anything and his eyes never leave you. Smirk untouched on his plump lips.

“Answer me!” You whine.

He parts his lips, but before any sound could leave his mouth, out the fucking blue, something hits your hand and your cigarette falls instantly to the floor. Dumbfounded, you look in the direction this sudden stroke came and you find a grumpy Namjoon, with his arms crossed, alongside a smiling Hobi.

The contrast, my friends…

“Really, Kim Namjoon-ssi?”

“You promised me you’d quit smoking, Y/n”, your brother states with an accusing tone.

“I will, but it’s a fucking process, you understand how the human brain works, don’t you, mister biologist? Give me time!” You point to the cigarette on the floor. “Also, this is pollution, you should know better”.

He huffs, but picks it up, putting it out on the metallic surface of the trash can and throws it away properly. Hobi and Jin just patiently watch the interaction between you and your brother, probably none of them feel like getting between family.

He, then, acts like nothing had happened, flashing a friendly smile in your direction, proudly showing his dimple to you.

“Hey, Jin, did Y/n invite you to come to the frat house tonight? There’ll be lots of tequila”, your brother asks, trying to sound as inviting as he could.

In the past few weeks, Eunjoo managed to persuade Namjoon into thinking it was a good idea to play matchmaking with you and Seokjin. So now he has joined her in the never ending quest to make the two of you fall in love. This was probably something he’d tell her later on today, how he “invited Seokjin over to the frat house so you two could spend more time together”. Both of them were positive you wouldn’t be able to resist much longer.

We’ll see. Only one of them knows about you and Jungkook and Eunjoo had a personal agenda against your relationship, so her opinion doesn’t count.

Jin cocks his brows and looks at you. You shake your head to him, furrowing your own brows.

“No, because my plans today involve studying fucking photography. I don’t know about you guys’ majors, but mine involves a hell lot of studying”, you turn to your brother as you answer him.

“Come on, Y/n! It’s gonna be just us”, Hobi gets closer to you, all excited. You notice he smells extra nice today.

“Is this a new perfume, Hobi?”, you sniff the air close to him.

“Yes! Why? Don’t you like it?” he asks hesitantly.

Weird, he’s always so confident. Luckily, Hobi’s mind works similarly to the mind of a toddler, you just need to keep on talking about his perfume and everyone else would have to stop talking about tonight’s gathering.

“I hope you do, cause it was fucking expensive!” He continues.

“He’s trying to smell nice for someone, don’t bother asking me who, because he refuses to tell us who it is. And since we’re here, Y/n, give him your female input, please”, Namjoon points to Hobi’s neck. “I can’t stand it anymore, he doesn’t stop talking about fucking perfumes… Maybe your opinion will make him drop the subject”.

“Woah, man, I have feelings, you know? Am I annoying you that much?”, he pouts.

“Nevermind my grumpy brother… Come here, Hobi”, you say, placing your hand on the side of his neck.

Hobi gets closer to you, tilting his head to the side so you could get as close as possible to his neck. You lean over to him, placing your nose on his warm skin, sniffing faintly and feeling the soft citrus scent emanating from him. It was really pleasant and if it was someone else’s neck, you’d be super turned one right now. Ok, maybe not in front of your brother, but you’d be dreaming about this neck for weeks.

Not that he was unattractive or anything, it’s just that Hobi wasn’t really your type, but you understand the appeal he had to the girls on campus. He is super cute, he has a heart of gold, a great sense of humour and he dances like a pro, his hips have a life of their own.

“So, what do you think?” he asks with doe-eyes, when he turns to face you again.

You hear Jin clearing his throat at your side.

“This might be the best scent I’ve smelled in my life, it’s amazing, Hobi, she’ll love it! Come back here…” you say as you place your hand back on Hobi’s neck, leaning over in his direction again.

“YAAA, Y/N! That’s enought” you feel Jin’s hands pulling you back by the hips, his big warm hands on your slim figure, as you let go of Hobi’s neck falling on your butt back on the bench you were sitting minutes ago. “Your coffee is getting cold, here”.

He states it, placing the plastic cup in your hands. You look at him dumbfounded. What is men’s problem? First of all, Hobi is your friend. Second of all, Jin is also just your friend.

Namjoon flashes you a grin, like he’s saying “see? Eunjoo and I are right about you two” with his fucking dragon eyes and throws an arm around Hobi’s shoulders.

“See? She will love it, now let’s get going…”, he kisses your forehead and waves Seokjin goodbye. “Text me when you get home, ok? Maybe I’ll spend the night at the frat house, not sure”.

“Ok, Joonie. Have fun”, you flash both of them a faint smile. “Bye, Hobi, good luck with your new girl”.

He mouths you a “thank you” and turns around, sprinting to join Namjoon, who was way ahead already, since he’s a fast walker due to his long legs. When you can no longer see Hobi and Joon, you look at Jin, who seemed to be way too busy with the lid of his cup to give you his attention right now.

“What was that about?”, the sound of your voice makes him look at you and you cock one of your eyebrows.

“What was what?”

“With Hobi… He’s my friend, you know?”

He smirks. He fucking decides to smirk right now. His fucking perfect smirk. Those white aligned teeth contrasting against his plump pinkish lips of his. He’s so goddamn handsome…

“Well, your coffee was getting cold… And I paid for it, you know? Didn’t want to hear you complaining it was spoiled and then throwing it away”, he states nonchalantly.

Of course, he always has a comeback.

“I see… Do you want your money back, then?”

“Of course not, in the future, I don’t want to hear you telling people that I made you pay for things on our dates”.

“Is this a date? I wasn’t aware”, you challenge.

“I didn’t tell you, because I was afraid you’d say no, but all of our coffees dates are actual dates in my mind”, he declares playfully as he checks his watch. “Hey, babygirl, I gotta get going, ok? Have to be in the office in 20”.

And yes, he had started calling you his babygirl.

Like, it wasn’t only that one time at the boys’ house, the pet name occasionally rolled off his tongue, like it was nothing and it always caught you off guard. You were fucking weak, you knew. You should definitely warn him you were already in a very complicated situation with Jungkook, you did not need to complicate things even further by stalling the guy.

But it was hard, ok? You are a human being, therefore, flawed. As you stated before, you are weak and your main weakness is: good-looking men. This is probably what got you into your “Jungkook situation” and that’s probably gonna lead you into a “Jin situation” in the near future. If only he was a little less… Well, a little less attentive, caring and a lot less handsome, you’d easily push him away. But yeah, you’re fucking weak.

And he’s a big boy, he should know better. He knows about you and Jungkook.

“Sure, Jinie”, you flash him a faint smile, as you get to your feet. “I’m trying to decide wether I should go home for a nap or be responsible and stay on campus so I can start working on that stupid fucking paper”.

“You know I’m older than you, right?”

“Yeah, why?”

“You should be calling me oppa instead of ‘Jinie’”.

“Oh, fuck you!” Despite your harsh words, your tone was light and playful.

“I mean it!” he gestures dramatically, again.

“No! I’m not calling you oppa, Seokjin!” You cut him off, while you suppress a laugh.

“Yeah, we’ll see about that… Anyway, you just told them how bad you need to study… I think you already have your answer”, he pats your head.

“Ugh! I know”, you confess as you roll your eyes.

“Then, let’s get going, I’ll walk you to the library”.

He says it as he grabs your hand, not entwining your fingers, just holding it like mothers do to their kids when crossing a street. It, again, catches you off guard. You don’t really know how to react, you just allow him to hold it, looking at his long fingers wrapped around your much smaller hand, guiding you through the gigantic campus.

You and Jungkook never held hands like this, in front of people, there was always a reason to hide. Holding hands in public made something in your chest feel warm. It felt nice.

You’ve been sitting on your ass for the last three and a half hours, reading a copy of “Cinematography: Theory and Practice”. If anyone asks, you’d never admit it, but it’s been a pleasant read (as pleasant as studying goes, of course). Photography isn’t that bad, actually.

Jungkook would laugh at you hard if you ever admit that. But, of course, you wouldn’t. You were a proudful human being.

Even though you didn’t come to the library as much as you should, whenever you do, you end up not really wanting to leave. Maybe it was the relaxing atmosphere or the smell of books, but there is something that makes you want to spend your whole day studying. Well, maybe that’s why libraries exist in the first place. And as much as you’d like to stay, you notice the sun is already set. It’s time to go.

While you gather your stuff, you check your phone and you notice that you hadn’t touched it this whole time. Both Jimin and Jungkook had texted you.

chim chim 🐥 [5:49 pm]: are u home?

chim chim 🐥 [5:49 pm]: if u are, can i come over after practice? real quick

You [7:11 pm]: sorry, i was studying. not home now, but i’ll be soon

You [7:11 pm]: and of course you can come over

You [7:11 pm]: see ya soon 💛

Now, thinking about it, you hadn’t had the opportunity to catch up with Jimin after that night at the frat house, it’d be nice to see him. He probably was going to try to convince you to leave your cave tonight, but he would never do it openly, so it would be easy to be evasive.

kookie [4:28 pm]: what the fuck have i just seen?

You [7:11 pm]: what?? now i’m curious

You [7:11 pm]: sorry i didnt see your text, kookie

You [7:11 pm]: i was studying

After that, you put your phone in your pocket and head home. All you could think of now was taking a hot relaxing shower.

“I know the situation is absolutely shitty, but don’t isolate yourself… Please”, Jimin asks you as he squeezes your cheeks. “Ok, cutie pie?”

“I’m not!” you jerk your head away from his grasp. “But some days are worse than others… I wanna stay in today, plus I really need to study, there’s an assignment that I need to start working on already. I also wanna spend some time with myself. I’m gonna play some relaxing piano tracks and get some work done, since I’ll have the house for myself. I’ll be ok, Chim, really”.

He raises his small pinky to you. Jimin’s hands are chubby and you’ve lost count of how many times you’ve bitten his fingers when you couldn’t resist its cuteness. He hates it.

“I pinky promise I’ll be ok”, you say as you hook your pinkies together.

“Ok, then, I’ll leave you to your paper”, he starts to walk towards the door, his gym bag hanging over his right shoulder.

He really came right after his dance practice, he looked a bit tired, you notice his black hair looked slightly messy under his white cap. It warms your heart seeing he cares enough to come over on a Thursday night just to check up on your dispirited ass, even though he probably had a long day too.

When he reaches the front door, he turns around with open arms, inviting you into a hug. You mimic his body posture and hook your body with his, as he wraps his arms tightly around you. Jimin’s hugs were always comforting and warm, it was just like hugging Namjoon, those kinds of hugs that make you feel like things are gonna be alright again. You’re gonna be happy again.

“If you need me, just text me, alright?” he whispers to you and you can feel the warmth in his voice. “It takes me less than ten minutes to get here”.

“Ok, Chim”.

“I love you”.

“I love you”.

Then, he turns around and leaves.

You’re finally alone. Closing the door after Jimin, you allow yourself to take a deep breath. You’ve been holding back tears pretty much the entire day, but now that you are alone it feels like you can’t cry. You are mostly tired.

Tired of yourself, of this situation. Of this big obscure hole in your chest that never seems to disappear. You are also very tired of this lingering numbness this hole seems to be holding inside of you. You could use one of Jimin’s hugs again.

You think of Jungkook and how much you miss him. When he was here, the other night, you felt your chest least heavy with this sense of numbness inside. Would it be wrong to want to feel that again? Is it wrong chasing after him?

Maybe, but who cares? You decided to text him.

Not Eunjoo. Not Namjoon. Not Jimin. You wanted to talk and to be with him. And none of the aforementioned people had the effect he had on you, you loved all of them to death, but they couldn’t be compared to Jungkook. The last text sent to him, still unread, left you still wondering what had happened in today’s afternoon.

You [8:33 pm]: heyyy, having fun?

As much as he hadn’t replied to the last couple of texts, you don’t think it will take him long to reply. He usually texts back quickly, since he’s always with his phone. Actually, he usually texts you back quickly. You hear the boys complaining all the time that Jungkook doesn’t even have the decency to leave them on read, he just doesn’t even bother. He’s just distracted, poor boy.

A minute passes, while you’re staring at your phone’s screen as you anticipate the three dots to appear on your screen when he starts typing his response. But they don’t.

Yeah, he’s at a pseudo party, it was naive of you to think he’d be with his phone. He’s with the boys, you bet they’re getting shitfaced with tequila right now. As much as you’d like to talk to him, it’s fine. You’d be fine. You had to learn how to deal with your shit by yourself, you didn’t have to drag Jungkook along.

You decide to check your Instagram feed, it’s always been the social network you had the most fun while using. You see Jungkook’s profile picture on the top of your screen, which indicates he’s posted a story recently and you decide to check it.

A picture of him and Tae 2 minutes ago. You check the time on the top of your screen. 8:36 pm. Ok, he was kinda busy and he probably had something to drink. Maybe sending him another text would work, since he has his phone with him now for sure.

You [8:37 pm]: kookie, can you call me? i don’t feel so good

You [8:37 pm]: really wanna talk to you

You [8:37 pm]: actually, i’d love to talk to you, don’t need to

Ok, sent. You wait for a few seconds, expecting to see the three dots, but they don’t appear. Back to Instagram, you see Jungkook’s profile picture again, he’s posted another story. You check it again, you see that he and the guys were playing beer pong, you know they love to play it. Taehyung was especially good at it, he was probably winning, as always.

It was posted less than a minute ago.

Less than a fucking minute ago. It means he was deliberately ignoring your texts, he had his phone in his fucking hands while you were trying to reach out to him. The only thing you wanted was to be able to listen to his voice. You are so fucking dumb.

Then it hits you. At the end of the day, that’s how you were always going to be: alone. And it hurts. You’ve always respected the fact that he didn’t want to be in a relationship. That only to find out that he didn’t want to be in a relationship with you. You waited around and you never complained, you allowed him his liberty and you were there, when he needed you. And he’s needed you very often in these past few years. You were always there for him when he looked for you.

Now you need him. Did he even care? Could he at least pretend he does?

He doesn’t even have the decency to text you back. He knows what you’re going through right now and as much as he says he’s here for you, now, when you really need him, he’s not. You feel stupid and ashamed of yourself for trusting him.

It hurts. You feel the tears finally rolling down your cheeks as you feel your heart sinking into your chest. Everything hurts. The tsunami of emotions that hits you brings every single and each feeling you had hidden inside of yourself in these past months.

You think of your mom, of this sense of rejection, of the feeling of never being enough, of Jungkook, of loneliness, of this big hole in your chest that only seems to get bigger and bigger. All at the same time, all of these feelings, almost choking you. The tears never ceasing to stream down your face.

Your phone dings. In a haist, you unlock its screen, not to find the text message you were waiting for.

jin [8:44 pm]: hey, bbygirl

jin [8:44 pm]: what u doin?

And even though this wasn’t the text message you were waiting for, seeing Jin’s name on your phone’s screen did not make you feel disappointed at all. On the contrary, it automatically brought a smile to your face.

You [8:44 pm]: looking for something to watch

You [8:44 pm]: and you?

Yes, you lie. He didn’t need to know about your meltdown.

jin [8:44 pm]: to what do i owe the honor of such a fast reply?

You [8:44 pm]: when i take long to reply, you complain

You [8:44 pm]: when i don’t, you also complain

You [8:44 pm]: can i ever win, seokjin?

jin [8:45 pm]: hey, watch your language

jin [8:45 pm]: to you i’m baby, not seokjin

You [8:45 pm]: 🙄

jin [8:45 pm]: who’s complaining? i’m just surprised

jin [8:45 pm]: anyway

jin [8:45 pm]: came to see yoongi and eunjoo, thought about u

jin [8:45 pm]: just wanted to check up on u

jin [8:45 pm]: i know u r alone today

You [8:46 pm]: honestly?

jin [8:46 pm]: of course

You [8:46 pm]: not great, but i’ll be alright

jin [8:46 pm]: want me to come over?

You [8:46 pm]: don’t worry about me, i’ll be ok

You [8:47 pm]: also dont tell joo

jin [8:47 pm]: ok, wont tell eunjoo

jin [8:47 pm]: but let me rephrase that. do u want company? i wanna see you

You [8:47 pm]: i do

jin [8:47 pm]: ok, luvs

jin [8:47 pm]: i’ll be there in 20

The doorbell rings and you rush to the door. You are nervous. Why are you nervous? It’s Jin! He’s your friend, you are used to being around him. You shake your head, trying to focus on your breathing. Fucking anxiety!

You swing the door open only to find a smiling Seokjin. You can’t help but to smile back. He is wearing a light pink hoodie, a pair of jeans and a black cap. He looks cute, as always, and you notice he’s wearing a different perfume, maybe it was a new one, yes. It was out of this world, wow. He had his hands raised and from them hanged two white plastic bags.

“Heey! What’s this?”, you ask with your brows furrowed, as you step aside, inviting him in.

“I figured you could use a burger”, he says as he walks in your home. “But if you don’t feel like it-”

“No, I do feel like it!”, he smiles, after your excited interruption. “Thanks, oppa!” You finish with an affected tone, batting your eyelashes at him.

He studies your face for a second, his eyes shifting from your eyes to your lips. His gaze glistens with mischief, then, a second later they soften.

“Keep calling me oppa and you’ll see what’s gonna happen”.

“What?” You deadpan.

“I better not say it, Y/n…”

You roll your eyes; and he laughs. You mouth him a “go ahead” as you turn to close the front door.

“So, I kinda of don’t have a living room, sorry”, you point to Namjoon’s bedroom door. “Namjoon’s room leads to our small and humble balcony, do you want to sit over there?”

“I helped your move, remember? I know your place already”.

“Oh”, you didn’t remember, but it’s true, he helped Namjoon and the boys. You continue. “Yeah. So… We don’t have much to do here, sorry. We can either watch something on my computer or sit on the balcony and eat our hamburgers while stargazing”.

“Hey, don’t worry. I’m here to spend time with you, I’m down to whatever it is you’d like to do”, he shifts. “Even if you want to vent out or if you just need a shoulder to cry on. I’m here”.

And there he is, doing it again. Making you feel funny inside.

“I-Well…”, you’re pathetic. It feels like you suddenly forgot how to speak. “I mean, I don’t want to bore you… Wh-what do you prefer?”

“Why don’t we eat outside? I know you’re fond of looking at the night sky”, he suggests with a gentle smile.

“I think this is the first time you agree with anything I’ve said tonight!” You state excitedly.

“Of course! The Last Airbender is for a fact, the best thing that happened… And please, understand I’m not saying it’s the best thing that happened on TV in this century, I’m saying it’s the best thing that happened in this century, period”.

“I agree wholeheartedly, Seokjin! Seriously” you tighten your hold around his hand as you say the last word.

Yes, you are holding hands with Jin. Again. This time, you weren’t worried about prying eyes or anything like that. Not that you were worried earlier today while he walked you to the library, but you felt different. You couldn’t explain precisely, but you felt more at ease with it now.

You had finished eating the burgers he brought, they really tasted wonderful. He bragged about knowing the best places to eat in town, due to his profound expertise in cooking when you pointed out how good they tasted. He was insufferable, sometimes.

Luckily, tonight there were no clouds in the sky, as far as your eyes could see, so you could actually stargaze as you ate your burger. There was also an occasional night breeze that blew softly through your hair whenever you felt the night was getting sultry. It was quite an agreeable night and Seokjin’s company was much appreciated.

You two had spent hours just talking. He started telling you all he knew about the proper way to clean lettuce and then, at some point, you lost track of time and space. You originally wanted to show him how Venus was close to the moon tonight, leaning over the balcony grid, as you always do at night and he followed you. That’s how you ended up where you are now.

Of course you weren’t romantically holding his hand, you were just overly excited with the fact that he was also a huge fan of your favorite TV show. You couldn’t really explain how your hand ended up wrapped around his, but there you were, excitedly talking about Prince Zuko’s impeccable redemption arc.

“I think my favorite episode is that one where we find out that Avatar Roku is also Prince Zuko’s great grandfather, you know? On book three”.

“Oh my God, Seokjin! Mine too!” You answer him excitedly, with an annoyingly high pitched voice. “‘The Avatar and the Firelord’… When we start to realize Aang and Zuko’s destinies are tied with deeper bonds than they think, I love it so much!”

“Fuck, Y/n! The more I get to know you, the harder it gets…”, he states with his lips curling in a sort of smirk, his gaze kinda distant, but never leaving your eyes.

“What’s harder?”, you ask him, quirking one of your brows.

“Nah, nevermind”.

“Seokjin!”

“Forget it…”

“That’s unfair! You know I’m curious”, you whine, the affected tone almost back in your voice.

“You really wanna know?”

“Yeah!”

“Promise you won’t get mad at me for saying it?”

“I won’t”, you state, raising one of your hands dramatically.

“Really?”

“Jin!”

“Ok, if you insist”, he licks his lips, then he continues. “The more I get to know you, the harder it gets not to be head over heels for you”.

He just says it, as if he was informing you the time. You feel your cheeks burning as your heartbeat starts to get faster. You feel like a teenager, it was silly. He makes you feel silly. You’re speechless right now. Your mind was racing, like, this is some serious shit to say to someone!

Yeah, you liked being around him and talking to him and he was pretty much an angel. But you had Jungkook, you lo… like Jungkook a lot. What you have is not over yet, that’s the truth. And you’re not like Jungkook, you don’t want to lead Jin on, it wouldn’t be fair to him. He is genuinely a nice guy, like, really nice and also a close friend. You do care a lot about him.

You look away. You are weak and the way he looked at you made you feel even weaker. The right thing to do is to tell him that you are in the most complicated moment of your life, so far. You’ve lost your mother and you had feelings for Jungkook. But it feels like the words got stuck in your throat. You are so fucking weak.

You open your mouth, trying to find anything to say, but it’s in vain.

“You don’t have to say anything back, you know? I understand you and Jungkook-ssi have… Something going on. But I don’t really care”, he places his pointer finger under your chin, turning your face in his direction, so you’d look at him. His touch setting your entire face on fire. “I just want you to know that when you realize you deserve best, I’ll be around and all you have to do is to give me a chance”.

You just realize he’s just said that while holding your hand, looking you intensely in the eyes. You really don’t know what to say, it moves you to know someone thinks these things about you. That warm feeling spreads all over your chest again and you know it’s no use trying to stop it.

You pull your hand softly and Jin lets go of it. You scratch your brow. You were silent. Truth is, you didn’t know what to say yet, because you don’t know exactly what you’re feeling. You feel like a fucking teenager!

“You… Shouldn’t waste your time with me, Jin, really”, you try.

“Don’t worry, babygirl, I’ve wasted my time with worse ones”, he says as he pats your head.

“Hey!”, you protest, slapping his arm.

And there it is: his laugh. If it belonged to anyone else it would be the most annoying sound in the world. Yet, it isn’t. Instead of being a source of annoyance, it actually always makes you laugh as well.

“It’s true, Y/n! The last one got me bleaching my fucking hair!”.

“Was a girl the reason why you bleached your hair? Ok! Now I need to know the full story!”

“No fucking way, I’m not telling you!”

“Please, oppa!” You whine with the same affected tone as before.

“Aish, it’s not an amusing story, Y/n”, he says as he suppresses a laugh.

“I don’t care, I’m just curious… But if it makes you uncomfortable or anything, nevermind”.

“Fuck… I hate you! You’re manipulating me!” The laugh he was trying to suppress finally comes out and he flashes you the most beautiful and genuine smile.

“I’m not! I swear, really, if it makes you feel weird, you don’t need to tell me”.

“It’s just ridiculous, Yoongi already scolded me for it… Anyway, I don’t know if Eunjoo already mentioned I had a girlfriend…”, he looks at you, squinting his eyes as he cocks one of his eyebrows.

“Yeah, she mentioned you broke up with your ex recently”.

She did more than that, being the gossip she was, not that you had any complaints, because you liked being informed, you know? She told you everything she knew about Jin’s ex-girlfriend, who apparently managed to make every single one of Jin’s friends hate her guts.

“So, yeah. We broke up recently”, he sighs. “We were together for a year and… Anyway, she wasn’t very nice. And near the end, one day, she told me I was. What did she say exactly? Oh, boring and predictable”, he lets out a humourless laugh and your heart sinks. He is none. He continues. “And when we broke up, like, permanently… Her words kept replaying in a loop in my mind”. His gaze was a little distant now, not really looking you in the eyes.

“They aren’t true, by the way. You know that, right?” You tried your best not to interrupt him as he spoke and when he paused for a second, you took the opportunity to state it.

“Yeah… I kinda know?”, he looks at you again. His gaze, now, warmer. “She hurt me a little and… I decided to do something different with my hair. I don’t know why, I just didn’t want to feel like I was boring and predictable. And you were the first one to compliment my new hairstyle, by the way, that’s why I haven’t dyed it black again”.

You can’t help but smile. After the shitty things we went through with his ex, he keeps his bleached locks, because you like them. Was he even real? Fuck!

“Why do you have to be so sweet, Seokjin?” You snort a faint laugh through your nose.

“I don’t know, babygirl… That’s just my amazing personality shining through”, he answers, both corners of his mouth lifting in a flirtatious smile. “Just hope it doesn’t take long for you to let your guard down for me as well…”

You can’t help but let the corners of your mouth lift in a smirk. You feel your face hot. Your cheeks were burning, you were probably as red as a cherry right now. The funny feeling inside already spreaded through your body. He messes with you big time. This would definitely not end well and if you knew better you’d back the fuck off from this. But you notice that with Jin the hole inside of you seems to get smaller as well.

You look him in the eyes, not averting his intense gaze. You smile again and he follows you, his cheeks squeezing his eyes into little crescent moons. You can’t help but notice how beautiful his eyes are, as well.

Especially when he smiles and they look like the moon.

“You’re impossible, Jin!”

“Yeah, maybe”, he declares nonchalantly. He takes his phone from his pocket and checks the time. “Do you have any morning classes tomorrow?”

“Yes… why?”

“Well, I better get going, then. It’s late for those of us who are responsible adults”, he states as he shows you his phone screen.

“That rules out most of my friends and my brother from the ‘responsible adults’ list”.

Jin shrugs. You both laugh.

“Do you need help cleaning or something?”

“No, Jinie, I got it. I’ll just throw away the to-go boxes, don’t worry”.

“Ok, so, can you walk me to the door?”

“Sure, Jinie”, you say with a faint smile, leading the way to your front door as he follows you. “Thanks for tonight, really”.

“Anytime, babygirl”, he answers as he puts on his sneakers. “Sure you’re gonna be ok by yourself?”

“Relax, I’ll be alright”.

“Ok, then. If you need anything, just text me, alright?”

You nod. He extends his arms and places his large hands on your lower back as he cuddles you in the folds of his arms. You sink your face into his chest as you feel the soft ambrosial aroma of his perfume again. You feel almost intoxicated, but you manage to wrap your arms politely and affectionately around him as well.

He places a kiss on your forehead, his plump lips felt like silk against your skin. The smell of his perfume, the warmth of his arms around you and, now, the tender kiss on your forehead made your stomach flip and you can swear you almost felt dizzy.

Hugging him feels right and you have to stop yourself from complaining when he pulls away from you.

“Oh, before I forget… Check my Instagram story”, he turns around, opening the door, so he can leave. “Bye, Y/n. See you tomorrow”.

“Bye, Jinie. Drive safe!”

He nods, as he closes the door behind himself. You sigh. It always feels like you hold too much air in your lungs when you are around Seokjin.

Of course, you hastily check his Instagram story and, for maybe the hundredth time today, Jin makes your chest feel a funny warmth.

“He went to your house?!” Eunjoo screams in a high pitched voice at the other end of the line.

“Who? Jin?!” You hear Yoongi’s muffled and distant voice as Eunjoo shushes him.

“Yeah, bitch, he did, but stop screaming in my ears or else I won’t tell you anything”.

“Fuck you, I have every goddamn right to be over the moon here! When I saw his story I was like ‘oh my gawd’!”

“Joo, he was so frigging cute… He brought food and we were sitting here on my balcony for hours just talking away”.

“Wait until I tell your brother about this!”

“Grow up, Choi Eunjoo!”

“Jeez, I’m just happy ok? Chill, Kim Y/n!” She giggles. “But he’s amazing, isn’t he? You two will look great together, I’ve always known”.

Before you could reply, you feel your phone vibrating insistently in your hand.

“Yeah, right… Hey, Joo, I gotta go, ok? Someone’s sending me dozens of texts… I think Namjoon is trying to talk to me. Knowing him, it’s quite possible he’s desperate because he lost his keys or something…”

“Classic Kim Namjoon”, she laughs. “Ok, lovey, I’m going to bed anyway. You know I’m an early riser… But I just want to warn you, you won’t escape from giving me the full report tomorrow”.

“Alright, woman… Good night and love you”.

“Love you too”.

As you hang up, another text comes in and your phone vibrates again. Through the phone screen, you see it isn’t Namjoon who has been texting you, it’s Jungkook.

After he ignored your texts, he has some fucking nerve.

kookie

5 Text Messages (sent now)

Should you open his texts or not?

He didn’t deserve your tears then and he certainly doesn’t deserve your attention now, you could hear Eunjoo’s voice in your head. And yeah… he literally has ignored you for hours, when he knew you were sad. Your mom passed away and he knew you were feeling down, but he chose to ignore you either way. He could kiss your ass now.

Better than to ignore him, is to leave him on read. He gets pissed when you do it.

kookie [00:39 am]: are you home?

kookie [00:39 am]: heyyyy i know yoi aren’t asleep yet answr me

kookie [00:39 am]: y/n!!!!!!!

kookie [00:39 am]: Y/N!! i need talk to u

kookie [00:40 am]: i’ll call you if you font text me bacj

By the way he’s been typing, you notice he’s not only inconvenient, he’s also very drunk. Oh, fuck that. He can text his fucking girlfriend, instead.

When you open his previous messages, three dots appear on the screen and he continues.

kookie [00:40 am]: fuck what was he doing ay your place on a fucking thursday eveninh????

kookie [00:40 am]: you two are fucking i knoq you are

kookie [00:40 am]: i’m gonna bEAT THE SHIT OYT OF HIM YOU’LL SEE

kookie [00:40 am]: he’s gonna have to leave at somw point and ill be here ready to kik his fuckinh ass

Your blood boils. Was he talking about Jin? He had to have some fucking balls to talk to you like that, huh?

You [00:40 am]: wtf are u talking about???

You [00:40 am]: go to sleep, jungkook, ur drunk

kookie [00:40 am]: babeeeeeeeeee

kookie [00:40 am]: please let me in

kookie [00:40 am]: i’m down here i just wanna see yoy

You [00:40 am]: i don’t want to talk to you, jungkook

You [00:40 am]: go home

You [00:41 am]: i have early classes tomorrow, gotta go to bed

You [00:41 am]: you should do the same

You [00:41 am]: bye

You sent him these texts and locked your phone screen. Enough, you’ve had enough of this. Running your fingers through your hair, you let out a heavy sigh, with frustration running through your entire body.

Your phone vibrates again in your hand. But this time, it wasn’t due to a text message. It’s him… He is calling you.

kookie

iPhone

“What do you want?” You ask harshly, as you hear his breathing through the phone.

flawless • teaser - one

SUMMARY: Tom has to move to New York when his father got a new job and he’s afraid of moving to a different place. (Y/N) is daughter of a world famous fashion stylist and big wealthy lawyer. What happens when this two keep meeting each other everywhere?

PAIRING: Rich!Tom Holland x Rich!Reader (Best Friends to Lovers AU)

WORDS: 385 (Teaser); 6.3K (Chapter)

WARNINGS: swearing

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