Why Do I Love This Story So Much??????

why do i love this story so much?????? 

𝕗𝕝𝕒𝕨𝕝𝕖𝕤𝕤 • 𝕥𝕨𝕠

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: 9.2K 

WARNINGS: Swearing, mentions of sex, underage drinking.

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                     𝕥𝕨𝕠 • 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕕𝕠𝕟'𝕥 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕓𝕖 𝕝𝕠𝕟𝕖𝕝𝕪

“I can’t fucking believe it!” (Y/N) cursed and pressed her pillows on her ears, groaning in anger. “This is just disrespectful.”

It had been a long day for (Y/N) and the thing she craved doing the most during the whole day was having a chill and early night, but things started to go sideways from the moment she stepped into her apartment. It was the same old chaos, with all the people hired to work for your family running around the house and your mom smoking a cigarette and checking some emails in the living room. She didn’t give two fucks about how her daughter was feeling or even took a good look to see her face. She only mumbled ‘I got a date, so don’t wait up’ and disappeared hours later with a pretty red dress.

The whole night was hard, trying to take care of herself and staying hydrated. Also, it was one of the nights her mental health was getting the best of her. She was feeling lonely and weak, but that was just something that happened a lot and she was getting used to it, even though nobody should get used. She tried to wash it down with hot teas and solo movie night with scented candles and a bubble bath. While she emerged in hot water, she started to think about her life, it was completely shitty and there was nothing she could do about it. Her mother didn’t care about her and her father was never around when she needed it. Also, she didn’t have any true friends and that was what she hated the most because that meant that no one liked her enough to stick around.

And then she remembered the boy she met earlier today. Tom was different than anyone she had ever met and something about him made her want to know him better like she was supposed to know him somehow. The boy didn’t leave her mind during the whole night and it was funny how he just appeared and didn’t leave. There was nothing special about the way they met, he was just nice to her and it made her feel better. Maybe after today, she would have a friend. That was too good to be true, who would want her as a friend anyway?

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just say goodnight n go | chapter 01

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 ↠ 5.628

18+ | warnings ↠ mentions of death, a little bit of jealousy, swearing, no sex in this part, but I’ll keep the 18+, because there will be soon, drinking and smoking.

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  ↠ heyyy, y'all! I'm back with the 1st chapter... I don't have much to say, I just hope everyone can enjoy this story as much as I'm enjoying writing it. feedback is always appreciated :) and I hope you enjoy it!! and also: I'll be attaching a moodboard and a playlist here soon.

INDEX ↠ prologue | 01

Jungkook’s hand. His body was pressing onto yours from behind, while his face was buried in your hair, touching the back of your neck with his nose. You feel his hot breath against your soft, sensitive skin and shiver. Unfortunately, you realize you miss him a little too much.

Though you are drunk right now, you still hold onto your dignity like your life depends on it. The guy literally ditched you for another girl while you were away looking after your sick mother. You try to free yourself from his touch, turning around as fast as you can. Yet, the drunkenness seems to be affecting your logical thinking, you didn't realize doing so would have you trapped between Jungkook and the fridge, where you find yourself now.

He doesn't waste time, pressing your body against it with his own again. His crotch touching yours, which made your own burn with how much you missed being exactly like this with this man.

His dark eyes on you, his gaze so intense it burnt like fire into your core. There’s something so intense in them... An intensity you know very well, one that he doesn't show to other people very often. People generally get to know the cute, pleasent Jungkook, you know this one very well, but you also know the fierce, predator-like Jungkook. Then a name pops into your mind, one that must also know this particular look in his eyes as well as you do. Seulki. And just like that, you wake up from the trance you were in, averting his gaze.

“Did you come for the wine as well? Easy, tiger, I’ll bring it in a second”.

He doesn't answer. Jungkook puts one of his hands right next to your head and leans forward in your direction. You start getting nervous with the proximity of his face, of his lips. His body touching yours. You flinch slightly and he notices.

“You wanted that didn’t you? I’m not gonna kiss you, Y/n… They are all here tonight. Do you want your brother to find out about us?”, he says this in the raspiest voice he could manage, his mouth very close to your ear, sending shivers down you fucking spine yet again. But you refuse to give in.

“What's all this, then?” you say pointing your index finger to him and then to you. You push him away with your free hand on his chest, it’s not very effective, since he's way stronger than you. “And do I want my brother to find out about what? Get out of here, you're officially taken now…”

“I missed you, noona”, he touches your earlobe with his nose faintly. He’s a fucking bastard, that's what he is, he just knows how to make you weak. “We still got a lot to talk about… So much has happened since you left. And I’m also worried about you and everything you had to go through”.

You close your eyes and think about what your therapist used to say about self love and self respect. He could not win so easily.

“First of all: stop calling me noona, you know I hate it! I am only two months older than you and we have nothing to talk about, Jungkook, we weren’t a couple, ok?!” You whisper angrily. You bet acknowledging it hurts you more than it hurts him. “And what did you expect? You thought I’d be back and be all over you after eight months away? I do have a life, you know?... And not ONCE did you text me to check how I was doing, even Yoongi texted me a couple of times! Don’t come with this ‘I worry about you’ bullshit”.

“I didn’t want to bother you!” He looks hurted. Funny thing, you were the one going through all that shit by yourself and he’s the one who’s hurted. “I always asked Jimin and Namjoon about you. I know things got complicated back there, they kept me updated”.

“You could’ve asked me yourself… I still had my phone with me”.

“I’m sorryyy”, he whines as he pouts, placing a hand on your cheek tenderly. And then you’re done for. “I never meant to hurt you. You do know that, right? If there's anything I can do so you can believe me, I’ll do it”.

“Yeah”, you murmur. But do you, really?

“I can't lose my partner in crime in filmmaking, y’know?”, he smiles softly and tucks a strand of your hair behind your ear.

“All that matters is not losing your school project partner, right?”

“Of course not, babe”.

When he calls you his babe… that’s where he breaks you. His duality was always something that hurted and confused you. He was always saying he didn’t want a relationship, that he didn’t want to ruin your friendship, but he was never really able to let you go. You got used to your situation and at some point you realized you were in too deep, not really able to walk away from him.

And when he calls you babe… It’s hard. If Eunjoo could see you right now, she'd slap you.

“You know it, right?”, he tries again.

“Yeah”.

He looks at you deeply in the eyes, with his beautiful dark eyes and smirks. Who can blame you for not walking away? It was impossible to do that with a guy like him. Who could say no to his cute little face and his fucking sexy muscular body?

He knows you too well, maybe he saw right through your lie, but fuck it.

“Good. I was worried for a second”, he says, touching your chin with his index finger playfully. You jerk your head away from his grasp, just because you were petty.

“Ok... Now if you could be kind enough to move your hand away from the fridge, I’d love to get that wine bottle”.

“Oh, please, allow me”, he moves the hand he rested on the fridge to your waist and moves you to the side, so he could open it. “I saw how hard it was for you to get here without falling flat on your face, that's why I came to help”, he states it casually, like he wasn't cornering you one minute ago with his fucking crotch against yours. He opens the fridge and gets the wine bottle, turns around and leaves you right there, with a wink of his brown eyes.

Jin, as Seokjin asked you to call him, is actually a very funny person. From what you could gather from the couple of hours you've spent with him, he had a very unique sense of humour and the way he laughed was something else. Even though you two had just met, you felt he was an easy person to talk to, which was something you could not say of many people. Maybe it was the wine, but you two kept the conversation going.

You feel your phone buzz in your hand and take a look at its screen.

kookie

Text Message (sent now)

What the fuck? You choose to simply ignore it. You two were literally at the same place, if he had something to say to you, he should come over and say it. And also, note to self: you should definitely change his contact name now. Yeah, your feelings were all over the place right now, you didn’t need to make it all worse by reading his cute little nickname on your screen.

“Aren’t you gonna answer that?” Jin asks you, looking at you with intensely.

“Nah, it’s not that important”, you lock your screen again and put your phone on the coffee table, with its screen facing down the flat surface. “I’m tired of texting, this weekend I had to answer to so. many. people. I’m tired of looking at my phone”.

“Aish, I can only imagine”.

“So, you were telling me you think Matrix is the most important trilogy in the history of Cinema? What kind of blasphemy is that?”, he laughs, and you continue. “Have you ever heard of The Godfather? The Lord of the Rings? Toy Story? Shrek?”

“You know there are four Shrek movies, right?”, he states it as he lets out his squeaky laugh again.

“I ignore the existence of the fourth movie, thank you very much” you say, raising your hand dramatically.

“This is the first time I see a film student being so chill about those kinds of movies”, he says that smiling, his aligned white teeth calling your attention. Everything about his appearance is so perfect, what the hell?! His skin, his hair, his face proportion, his fucking teeth even!

“What? You think we spend our entire lives talking about Iranian art films and nothing more?”

“Uh, yeah?” he furrows his brows flashing you the most “captain obvious” expression you’ve seen in your life.

“She’s saying all this, but she does like Iranian art films very much, don't let her fool you with all this blasé film student talk” Jungkook’s voice startles you, you didn't notice he was now standing, back against the wall, glass of wine in his hands, looking at you with his dark intense eyes. It seems like he stole all the air from the room and you suddenly forgot how to breathe.

Why was this bastard so breathtaking? And wanna know the worst part? He knows it.

“Oh?” Jin shifts, sounding a little off now. He looks from Jungkook to you and something seems to change in his eyes, like he’s noticing the tension between you two. “So, all this cheap talk was some kind of scheme to sound more down to earth?”, he squints.

This bothered you. Jungkook had no right. Of all days… Today was the least suitable day for him to stake some kind of claim towards you. Especially, since he was the one who had moved on. He was the one in a relationship with someone else. Seokjin was just being nice to you, he didn't need to deal with Jungkook’s shit.

“Busted”, you raise your hands like you were surrendering. He laughs again, like there was nothing funnier in the world than silly old you. His laugh makes you smile too, you don't really know why. From the corner of your eye, you see Jungkook is still staring, in the same position as before. “Hey, Jin, do you smoke?”, you ask.

You honestly did want to stop smoking, you even promised your brother you would, but life seemed to make you break this promise every damn time. Promises break before the’re made, right? Cigarettes were something that brought you a weird sense of comfort, you were sure there was some chemical explanation to that (of course), but you didn't really care about it, so you never looked it up. Whenever you felt sad or stressed, the thought of going somewhere quiet and smoking a cigarette was comforting, it was a moment you could quietly enjoy your own presence, think things through.

The night had something that has always called you. Namjoon used to say both you and him were children of the moon. Yeah, your brother is a poetic man. You used to talk the night through, looking at the stars and the moon back at your hometown, where the sky was starrier. You still do that here, sometimes. Right now, you were at the frat house’s backyard, looking at the moon and feeling a bit nostalgic. You weren’t really sad, but you also weren’t really happy.

“So… How did you and Yoongi meet?”, yeah, you sucked at small talk, you know.

“We’ve known each other since we were babies, I guess. I don't even remember”, he smiles. “Our fathers work together, so they've known each other since God knows when and when we both found out we were going to study together here our families pulled some strings and managed to get us to be roommates. We were close already, but after living together we really became brothers”.

“Oh, that's cute. I love these stories... It was just like me and Eunjoo”.

“Yeah, I think it was luck. You’re just as lucky as me, Eunjoo is also an amazing person”.

“Yes, I am”, you take a pull at your cigarette and offer it to Seokjin, he waves his hands, dismissing it. “You lied, didn’t you?” you ask quirking one of your brows.

“About smoking? Yeah, I did” he says nonchalantly, crossing his arms in front of his chest. “Just wanted to keep on talking about the Shrek franchise with the expert… Aaaaand I thought maybe your friend wouldn’t follow us out here. He was staring like a hawk”.

“Oh, Jungkook? Don’t mind him, he feels a little uncomfortable around people he doesn’t know very well”, you just made that shit up and you probably didn't convince Jin at all.

Jungkook could be a perfectly normal human being in a social event, he was acting normal before you sat by Seokjin and he probably noticed. You just sounded dumb, but you felt you needed to give Seokjin some sort of explanation.

“Yeah, right”, he looks at you with suspicion in his eyes.

“What?”, you laugh nervously.

“It’s pretty clear that there’s something going on between you two, you know?”

You swallow hard. How the fuck did this guy found out? Fuck, maybe he saw you two in the kitchen, which makes this even more embarrassing. Of course you weren't going to ask that and give yourself away so easily. And if this guy you just met noticed, it means someone else could have seen something too. Wouldn’t it be neat? Your friends finding out you and Jungkook were a thing, when you clearly weren’t and couldn’t be a thing anymore, because he had a fucking girlfriend now. Didn't you have enough on your plate already?

“There’s nothing between us”, not sure if you sounded convincing, but you did try your best.

“Y/n… The way he was looking at you when we were sitting on that sofa… We were talking abouth Shrek and it looked like he was about to punch me! Come on, I’m not stupid”.

“I swear to you, Jin, there’s nothing between us. He’s got a girlfriend… And uh, she’s not me.”

“I see”, he says, raising his hands. “Not judging, ok? It’s none of my business”.

“Dude, I’m telling you! There’s nothing going on between Jungkook and I”, you say as you slap his shoulder playfully.

“Not buying it, Y/n, sorry”, he looks at you inquisitively and you sigh, defeated.

“Jeez, ok. Not anymore... And no one knows, so keep your mouth shut” you whisper aggressively.

“Oh, thank God”, he holds his hands in front of his chest, as if he was about to say a prayer and looks up and then, he starts laughing at himself. "I mean, I'm sorry, it must a complicated situation..."

"Yeah, I found out about her today... But... Whatever", you look away from him for a second.

"It's better to be unhappy alone than unhappy with someone, right?", you look in his direction again. "Aish, nevermind, it was way too cheesy".

Then he looks at you with the sweetest look in his dark eyes almost covered by his bleached fringe. And you could not resist, as random as this conversation has just been, you couldn’t help but let out a chuckle. Was he hitting on you? It was a little awkward, but kinda sweet. Plus, he was one the most handsome guys you’ve seen in your life, so it's a win/win anyway, he didn't need to be a fucking Shakespeare.

“But why do you ask? Are you interested?”, well, you had to ask.

If nothing, this was a great chance to show Jungkook you had moved on, thank you very much. Not that you really had, but it’s a process.

“Actually, yes”, he smirks.

And then, the atmosphere changes. You felt something shifting inside you with the way Seokjin looked at you when he confirmed he’s interested in you. He probably knew how breathtaking he looked and he was using his full player game right now. His eyes fell on your lips and he just stood there, with a smirk on his lips. His smirk made you notice how plump and sexy his lips looked, you imagine how would they feel against yours. You were not gonna kiss this guy today, of course not. But it was nice to know that you had the option, should you decide to.

“How is a guy like you not taken?”, you try your best to sound flirty, you end up sounding like an ordinary fuckboy you find in bars, but ok.

“You mean handsome, smart and funny, right? Yeah… Not anymore”, he answers as one of his hands rubs his long and totally kissable neck. “Lucky you, am I right?”

“Lucky me!”, you continue. “You must be the only person on this planet that doesn't smoke and doesn't get sick thinking about kissing someone who does”.

“Babygirl, the only thing that would make me not want to do that would be if you killed kittens or something like that…”, the pet name fell from his lips so naturally it was like you were used to it.

You were enjoying this… Fuck, why were you enjoying this? He was getting closer and closer to you, your heart beating faster and faster.

Suddenly, the back door swings open and you look in its direction right away. You don’t really move from where you are and, let's say, you are pretty close to Seokjin right now. Through it, you see Jungkook’s head emerging and he just had the sulkiest expression on his face. Of course he’d make up an excuse to come after you. Jin growls in frustration and for some reason, it makes you shiver.

He walks towards you furrowing his brow, completely ignoring Jin’s presence, eyes fixating on your figure. Jin’s eyes also never left you, you noticed it by the way and you felt the burn of his gaze on your cheeks.

“Aish, Y/n, aren’t you cold? It’s too cold out here”, he asks, placing a hand on your arm. “You’re definitely cold, let’s go back inside. Do you want a sore throat or what?”, he puts the other hand on your other arm, trying to guide you back inside.

You show him the lit cigarette between your index and middle finger, looking at him like he was out of his mind.

With a sudden gesture, he lets go of one of your arms and places his finger on each side of your cigarette and snatches it from your grasp. You look at him gawking as he takes an extremely long pull at the cigarette, finishing it right away. He puts it out dramatically in Taehyung's lilac ashtray.

“What was that for? You could’ve asked me for one, you know?”

“Sorry, it’s just silly old Jungkook worrying about your health”, he says ironically. “I’m happy to take that bullet for you. Excuse us, Seokjin”.

“Actually, no, I won’t excuse you”, Jin answers calmly.

“Well, then, it’s your own problem…”, Jungkook shrugs, his hands still around you.

“Why do you think you can come here and boss her around? Are you her boyfriend or something?” Jin stands up straight, folding his arms.

“What if I am?” Jungkook asks, sliding his arm around your neck.

You felt… weird.

“Then, you are really fucking stupid...”.

“What the fuck have you just said?”, Jungkook’s grip around you neck as he raises his voice at Jin.

Concerned, because you know Jungkook’s temper, you decide to act. You grab his hand that rested dangerously close to your boob and freed yourself from his grasp, turning to face him. You look deep into his eyes and he stares back at you, with a gaze so intense, you can feel its heat.

“Hey, enough!”, you (try to) state calmly. “I think both of you had too much to drink”.

There was something different about his eyes tonight, you were not sure why. They looked… possessive?

You knew he could beat pretty much anyone’s ass, since he was trained both in Taekwondo and Boxing. And he was much stronger than Seokjin. And both of them in fact had their fair shares of wine glasses tonight. This would not end well.

“I feel perfectly fine”, Jungkook answers you, cracking his knuckles as he stares Jin down.

You shoot daggers at Jungkook and he does exactly the same back to you. You decide not to pick this fight with him right now and you know he was expecting you to, since he knew your temper. This time you were going to be the bigger person. You felt angry, hurt, sad, excited and honey, all at the same time. But you definitely wouldn’t argue with Jungkook in front of Jin right now. Especially, because you didn't want this discussion to lead to something worse, the two of them in a fight would be hard to explain to your friends. The fact that Jin stood up for you, even if it meant getting into a fight with a guy who's much stronger than him, after stating he was into you was super sweet (and honestly, kinda hot).

“You know what? I am cold”, you say, looking deep into his dark, intense eyes. “I can get back inside by myself, I know the way. Thanks, Jungkook. You coming, Jin?”

“Yeah, right behind you”.

You didn't see it, but he smiles as he follows you back inside.

At some point, the ones who didn't live at the frat house understood the hosts had had too much to drink, Taehyung had already left to his bedroom, Namjoon was babbling about something you weren’t paying attention to a sleeping Jimin and Jungkook, the last one truly standing, didn't really stop scowling at you for the rest of the evening. And you also didn't really stop giving much of your attention to Seokjin. If Jungkook wanted to have it that way, so be it. You thought you’d have to sulk by yourself thinking about him tonight, but ironically he was the one who felt jealous. Good.

Eunjoo and Yoongi suggest it’s time to leave and you are more than quick to agree, having had your fair share of alcohol yourself. You don’t really worry about cleaning the place, despite Seokjin insisting it was the right thing to do. These guys were used to throwing parties all the time, cleaning after a small get-together wouldn’t be a problem, after all, they invited you.

Yoongi drives you and Eunjoo back to her place, Jin leaves by himself, even though Yoongi insisted on giving him a ride home, since he was going to Hoseok’s house.

You finally unlock your phone to take a look at the text Jungkook sent you earlier in the evening. He sent you this while you were talking to Jin for the first time.

1:08 am [kookie]

— 👀

Ok, confirmed. He was jealous. Good.

As soon as you two enter her apartment, she slaps your arm playfully and screams like a schoolgirl. You wish you could just scowl and leave her be, but you know damn well she had plenty of reason to react like that.

“I was about to explode!” she says as she laughs out loud. “Oh my God! Jin was hitting on you so hard!”

“You think?”

“Oh, fuck you. You know very well he was!” She looks at you anxiously. “So, what do you think of him?”

Well, truth is: you weren't sure. 1- you just met him. 2- you have just found out Jungkook had a girlfriend. 3- your mother passed away recently. You just don't need anymore drama right now. It was time to heal. Sure, you really felt like kissing him in the backyard, but it was due to the heat of the moment. You weren’t after any drama right now.

“He’s like… really handsome” you shrug.

“And?”

“And that's it, Eunjoo. This is really not the time for me to look for new dick in my life. I've had enough of it with Jungkook for the time being”.

“Uh- ok”, she says, getting closer to you, resting a hand on your shoulder. “But can I just say something? You need new things in your life. What you're going through right now… I can't imagine what it feels like, but I think you need a fresh start. Let the bad things in your past stay there, let Jungkook stay there. I know you like him, but he was never the right guy for you, I must have told you this a hundred times. You need to let him go. I’m not saying, like, you should start dating right now, but when you're ready, you should start again”.

You don't really say anything back, letting her words sink in. It wasn't gonna be easy, but she isn't wrong… You needed to move on, eventually. What you and Jungkook had was never a relationship, he was never really your boyfriend. You liked him, he liked you (you think), but he had a rule and you respected him, he didn't want to ruin the friendship. You never asked if he was seeing other people and neither did he ask you. You weren't, but who could tell if he was? It wasn't only his fault, though, you had only yourself to blame. You shouldn't have fallen for him.

Moving on from a guy like Jungkook was almost impossible, that's the truth. He was sweet, smart, handy, funny, hot (like, you can't even believe how hot he is, especially, when he was fully undressed, sweaty and looking at you like you were the only person in the world). Fuuuck your life, really.

The worst part of it all was: you would have to try to move on from a person that was part of your only group of friends. And you were classmates, as well. Not only classmates, you two were more like a team: he was a director and you used to be his assistant director. in. every. god. damn. project. You’d have to put on your best poker face pretty much everyday, especially when the term starts. Everything would have to remain as it’s always been, only you would have to pretend you don't feel like you feel. Yeah, it's probably gonna be a piece of cake.

You notice Eunjoo looks at you like she was expecting to keep the conversation going, however you’ve forgotten what was the last thing she said, since you zoned out in your train of thought.

“Yeah… You’re right”, you decide the best thing here is just to agree with her.

“And also… Don't think I didn't see Jungkook following you around the entire night, ok?”, she smirks at you.

“Did you notice?” you cover your mouth with your hands, giggling like a schoolgirl. “I think he was jealous of me, can you fucking believe it?”

“You think? It was so obvious, Y/n. Thank God most of our friends are men, so they never really pay attention to anything in their surroundings, but when he followed you into the kitchen? And when you went out to smoke with Jin?! He was about to lose his shit, then Hoseok complained he was cold and he was like ‘Y/n is gonna catch a cold, I’ll go get her’”.

You know you really shouldn't, but when Eunjoo told you these things, you couldn't help it but feel funny. He’s so fucking confusing and you are so weak. Hopefully, he would see how much you two worked well together, how in sync you were, how he should be with you, instead of trying to find what you had with someone else.

“And in the kitchen… He kinda tried to kiss me”.

“WHAT?”, she gawks. “Y/n, that’s…”

“Don't worry, nothing happened”, you reach for your phone inside the back pocket of your jeans, unlocking its screen and flashing it into Enjoo’s direction. “And he sent me this while I was talking to Jin as well”.

She squints her eyes while looking at your phone, seconds later she scoffs.

"Well, you think a filmmaking major would have more to say than a fucking eye emoji", she hesitates. “Can I… say something?”

“Of course”, you smile softly.

“I’m saying this as your best friend. I know your history, so take my words under consideration, ok?”, she looks you in the eyes with a serious expression. “Just stay away from that guy. Don't let him play with you again”.

“Sure”, you wince slightly.

“Just "sure"? Y/n... Promise me?”

“Yeah”.

She looks at you suspiciously. You laugh nervously and punch her shoulder playfully. Well, of course you can't promise that, but she wouldn't leave you alone until you did. Eunjoo always had strong feelings about Jungkook and she had no shame to be vocal about them. You know this isn't the last time she'll bring this up.

“Well, you're an adult… I’m just looking out for you”.

“I know, Joo, and I love you for it”, you say smiling.

“Yeah… I love you too, but I’ll be watching you, girl”, she answers trying to keep a straight face.

Your phone buzzing in your hand startles you and on its screen you can see that an unknown number has sent you a message.

2:26 am [Unknown Number]

— did you get home safe?

— also: this is Seokjin, not a crazy stalker or anything

Ok, so he was texting you already. No joke, he really was interested. Not that you’re complaining.

2:26 am [you]

— hey, jin!

— yeah, yoongi drove me and eunjoo to her place, remeber? we r fine

— did you get home safe too?

2:27 am [jin]

— sure did, I’m a man of the streets

2:27 am [you]

— aish 🙄

— go to sleep, jin hahaha

2:27 am [jin]

— I will

— not cause you're telling me, tho

— I really am sleepy

— had too much wine, i guess

— goodnight, y/n

— it was nice meeting u, hope u still want to keep on discussing shrek theories

2:27 am [you]

— good night, jin, it was nice meeting u too ☺️ ttyl

“Did you give my number to Seokjin?”, you ask Eunjoo, as you slide your phone back into your pocket and cross your arms in front of your chest.

“Did he text you already?! Oh my Gooood, this is happening!”, she laughs. “I can already see you and him, Yoongi and me on double dates, like, my boyfriend’s best friend is dating my best friend, totally a dream come true!”

“You’re impossible, Choi Eunjoo”, you shake your head disapprovingly.

“Oh, come on. I’ve dreamt of introducing you two since day one, thankfully his ex is totally out of the picture now. Plus, he’s a much better catch than Kookie. He’s rich, really handsome, funny, gentle, caring, unproblematic… The list goes on, I can keep going”, you wave both of your hands at her. “Alright, you'll see for yourself. He's already super into you… Anyway, I’ll hit the shower so we can go to bed, will you wait for me?”

“Sure, I want to wash before going to bed as well”.

She nods, walking towards the bathroom. You lay on her bed and just stare at the ceiling, feeling the remains of dizziness from the wine you’ve had. It reminds you of when you two were roommates in freshman year, coming home from a party, drunk, hitting the shower, waiting for one another and then talking about what happened at the party. The two of you bonded so quickly it felt like you’ve known her your whole life. You’d tell her your adventures with Jungkook and she’d tell you how Yoongi was staring at her from a corner and smirking and etc.

As you were waiting for her and scrolling through Twitter’s timeline, rolling your eyes as you read some random guy talking shit about Avatar Aang (which had you keyboard smashing in the past while discussing with strangers online), then you received another text message.

2:34 am [jungkook 👺]

— will u really leave me on read?

Was this guy for real? After the scene he almost started with Jin?

2:34 am [you]

— ??

2:34 am [jungkook 👺]

— you didnt reply to my text

— is there a reason?

— or are u too busy talking to seokjin already?

2:35 am [you]

— you didnt really say anything, u know?

— what reply did u expect for an eye emoji?

2:35 am [jungkook 👺]

— ok so are u texting this seokjin guy?

— am i interrupting the two love birds?

2:35 [you]

— whats with you today, dude?

— what do u want??

2:35 am [jungkook 👺]

— idk

— i feel like shit when i think about how youve ignored me today

— it was like i wasnt even there, babe

— please

— i know we have a lot to talk about yet

— just dont ignore me

You don't really know what to say to him. There are so many things left unsaid between you and Jungkook, as he stated himself. And honestly, you felt like shit too. You were so hurt before, but the way he acted today… Jealous, caring, considerate. You were confused. And you missed him, like, a lot. Having him jealous of you today made you feel funny, it was wrong (you knew), but it made you feel very funny. Can you elaborate on that? No. You just know it was a funny feeling.

2:36 am [you]

— sorry

— i wasn’t

He mixes your feelings so hard. You are not sure you’re gonna be able to stick to your promise to Eunjoo.

2:36 am [jungkook 👺]

— thank u for apologizing

— gotta go, babe

— night, Y/n 🖤

— i'll text you when im awake

2:36 am [you]

— good night, kook

— ttyl 💛

𝕗𝕝𝕒𝕨𝕝𝕖𝕤𝕤 • 𝕗𝕚𝕧𝕖

SUMMARY: It’s (Y/N)’s birthday! And Tom’s gonna make sure his best friend gets the best birthday of her life - that if no one else disturbs their peace.

Based on my one-shot, Flawless.

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

WORDS:  7.6K

WARNINGS: (+18) Anxiety attacks (TRIGGER), mentions of sex, swearing.

A/N: The anxiety part can trigger those who have a strong history with anxiety. You can skip it if you want it!

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That (Y/N) and Tom quickly became best friends was obvious. How they became attached to the hip in two simple months was still an enigma to everyone around them. When Tom invited her over for dinner to meet his whole family, they were still trying to process the fact that he - for the very first time in his life - brought a girl over so they could meet her. It didn’t matter if they were dating or not, it was only intriguing because he never showed any affection to a girl, and suddenly he had one to introduce to them.

They didn’t know what it was, but they noticed the biggest smile on his face and his glossy eyes, shinning as he looked down to her. That was the moment they all knew it was something special for him. And they all noticed why he liked her that much; she was one of the nicest people they have ever met. Very polite, very charming and very funny. But again, she only behaved that way because she felt as if it was a safe environment to be herself.

And well, when it came to her family meeting Tom, it was complicated. Vicent loved him ever since they first met, on the day (Y/N) invited Tom to a chill country club day to play golf and just meet her father. They engaged a pretty decent conversation where Vicent was convinced that Tom was a good guy, and he helped (Y/N) play better, earning some tennis lessons later as well. Her father was very happy that his daughter had someone to talk care of her when he wasn’t around.

But for Josephine, things were pretty different. The dinner at their apartment was a disaster since Josie wasn’t even trying to get to know Tom because her mind was made and there was no coming back. For her, he wasn’t good enough for her daughter and should definitely stay away from her. She didn’t even try to hide the fact that she wasn’t interested in getting to know him and even cut short some of his sentences, which resulted in a very angry (Y/N) locked on her room for the rest of the weekend.

That didn’t affect their relationship though. They were closer than ever, going to every party, being each other’s wingman, having brunch together every Saturday morning and a lazy movie afternoon on Sundays. They supported each other when things were tough, and laughed with them when everything was fine. Typical BFF relationship, that now everyone knew about, making them the rumoured secret couple from school, which was obviously not true.

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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.

This chapter is so good!!!!!

𝕗𝕝𝕒𝕨𝕝𝕖𝕤𝕤 • 𝕥𝕙𝕣𝕖𝕖

SUMMARY: There’s only one subject in school, Noel Kaim’s party. Tom and Harrison think it will be cool to show up, but (Y/N) has other plans.

Based on my one-shot, Flawless.

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

WORDS: 7.8K 

WARNINGS: Underage drink, a little smut.

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Being in school was almost torture if you didn’t like Noel Kaim because everyone around seemed to be talking about one thing and one thing only, Noel’s party. They were excited about it because every year it got plenty of good gossips to feed everyone for a full month. Couples were made along with fights, drunk friendships and one night stands that everyone ended up knowing about, no matter how secretive they wanted to be about it.

(Y/N) saw those parties in a very different way. Guys were always trying to talk to her so maybe they could hit that and they were never the ones she wanted to be with, disrespectful most of the times. People were trying to befriend her so they could take advantage of it, with she only wanting to drink something and spend the whole night on the dancefloor, maybe flirting with a few guys when she felt like it. And to be honest, she was kind of sick of it, wanting nothing more to skip this year’s party.

Noel wasn’t thrilled with her decision and followed her around the whole week so he could convince her of tagging along, but she was still mad about him not talking to her during vacations and about him being aggressive with her the other day. And he was everywhere she went, on her apartment, the café before classes, her mother’s office when she was over for a photoshoot, even on Saks when she went out with Courtney and Stacy for shopping. It was pissing her off.

Also, he wasn’t happy about (Y/N)’s proximity to the new London boys, the ones that everyone in school were talking about along with his party. People were wondering how it would be like to party with them, who would they hook up with or if they were even going to show up. Noel was even afraid of them dethroning him as the most popular guy in school, not that they wanted such thing. Tom hated being the centre of attention, Harrison kind of liked the attention, but there’s no way he would do anything crazy to earn it. And seeing the boys with his precious little (Y/N) infuriated him.

(Y/N), on the other hand, was loving to hang out with the boys. The night out with Tom at Vertigo was surprisingly good, and she didn’t have to worry about whether it was a date or not, because it while she was facing him, it didn’t matter anymore. And after that night, they got to hang out even more. He’d meet her at the café before class to have some pastries and a tea, she’d hang out with him and Harrison in front of the St. Jude’s entrance, he’d drive her home after class. They got so close in so little time that it was weird for both of them, but they weren’t complaining, they kind of liked it.

Harrison and (Y/N) became friends too. Of course, nothing could beat his long time friendship with Tom and her instant connection with the boy, but they liked each other’s presence. They grew into a small friendship with Tom as a bridge to connect them, and they were hanging a lot together, but (Y/N) wasn’t as opened with Harrison as she was with Tom. Maybe they didn’t have the same kind of instant connection as she had with Tom, even though she adored Haz.

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𝕗𝕝𝕒𝕨𝕝𝕖𝕤𝕤 • 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?

Based on my one-shot, Flawless.

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

WORDS: 6.4K 

WARNINGS: Swearing and vomiting.

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New York is the city that never sleeps, at least that’s what they all say. Every single person that ever walked through its streets fell in love with them and the images stuck in their head like it was the most amazing time they ever had in their lives. That first step you take, breathing in the new air, you just feel like right there everything… works. Even though it had bad traffic, didn’t smell so nice and it was visually polluted. New York was magical somehow and it made everyone feel home even when they are so far away from their own. That’s how Tom felt like on the first time he stepped foot in New York. Renewed and ready to take what the city would throw at him.

When he first heard that he would be moving to a different country, he was fucking terrified. He was so used to London and his friends, changing it out of the nowhere would be really hard for him. He just started making some solid friendships and it was his senior year, he wasn’t ready to let go of the city. What if he got lonely? Or maybe they didn’t like him? He might be cool for a British kid, but maybe he wasn’t so cool as a New Yorker and people would laugh at him. Things for him were falling perfectly into place, he got a scholarship in one of the best schools in the city, his parents got an awesome apartment on the Upper East Side, but he still was afraid of change.

“You don’t have to go alone, you know that darling?” Nikki said to Tom when he admitted to his mother he was feeling afraid of moving. “The school you just got in has an exchange program and I’m sure the Osterfields would love to come along for a year until you and Harrison graduate. And even if he doesn’t come along, it will be such a great opportunity to you as an actor. Maybe if Harrison came along, it would be good for him too.”

And that’s the story of how Tom’s best friend came with him to America. But how he got there in the first place? Well, it’s very simple. Tom’s dad, Dominic, was a comedian and got offered to work in New York and had to move as quick as he could and he would be there for a long time. After a long conversation, the whole Holland family decided to move with him and they all had to manage their whole year again, including finding a place to support the whole family, a new job for Nikki and new schools for the kids. Luckily, the Hollands were a wealthy family, not extremely wealthy, but money never was a problem. Having their firstborn with a scholarship in one of the best schools in New York was huge for them.

The day they left England was the worst anxiety attack Tom had in his life, but all of the boy’s worries went away the first time he stood in the middle of the city, right in front of his building and took a good look, standing right next to his best mate, who rested an arm over his shoulders with a smile on his face, admiring the city just like the one standing next to him. 

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