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WONWOO FIC RECS  I

💋- smut // 💗-fluff //🥀-angst //💌-personal favourite

Series

introduce me a good person - @taeyegu (friends to lovers au) 💗🥀

“if there is a nice person, please introduce him to me. sometimes like water, sometimes like fire. someone who can love me sincerely. i hope he is someone who is mature and faithful…”

I found love in your smile - @wonlouvre (royalty au, arranged marriage au)💗🥀

The shattered camera - @puppetwritings( celebrity au, paparazzi au)💗🥀

Wonwoo already had enough on his plate as it is—proving his parents wrong, making a living, fighting his just conscience—and with you in the picture, nothing could possibly go more wrong. Or could you be his ticket to the good life that he wanted?

Drabbles/one-shots

Healing hues - @thedensworld (Slowburn, friendship au) 💗🥀

Exhausted by the monotony of his life as a celebrity, Wonwoo makes a pivotal decision to return to his childhood hometown and embark on a heartwarming project: building a small library named 'Healing Hues.' Little does he know, this journey will lead to a series of unexpected and transformative events.

Ruminations - @waldau 💗💌

[08:41 pm] - @jjuniehao💗💌

Deluxe version - @darl-ings💗🥀💌

in which you and Wonwoo spend some alone time together.

Bedtime routine - @yikesmary 💗💌

where you loved times like these with your boyfriend, Wonwoo.

Two umbrellas - @hanniology💗💌🥀

Wonwoo doesn’t believe in love at first sight, but you do after meeting him.

Flustered - @waldau💗💌

Take a chance - @wonwoonlight💗💌

and they were newlyweds - @viastro 💗💌

in which Wonwoo builds the Ikea couch, but something... doesn’t look right.

conclusion number three - @wonwoonlight💗💌

you have a hypothesis you'd like to prove. a/n- this one was sooo Wonwoo-coded

The regular - @trblsvt (bakery au, college au) 💗

Wonwoo couldn't really recommend anything at the bakery he worked at, he couldn't even handle going in a couple days a week. that is until he found his new favorite customer.

Chocolate rum cookies - @wonwoonlight (non-idol au, friends to lovers au) 💗

Play again - @shuarush💗💌

after ten years of not seeing your high school crush you find yourself partnered with him at the company you work for. Since you've been rejected before, you try your best to not let any feelings flourish, but Jeon Wonwoo's charms make that attempt especially hard for you. a/n - totally an all-time favorite.

first kiss with seventeen: wonwoo - @etherealyoungk💗💌

"stay there. i'm coming to get you." - @dokyeomin💗💌

wedding weekends with wonwoo - @suhnshinehaos (fake dating, non-idol au)💗🥀

jeon wonwoo, the perfect man. kind, smart, successful career, and not too bad on the eyes. all his friends are getting married and everyone’s aunts, mothers, and family friends are trying to set him up with their friends, sisters, brothers, nieces, and nephews at every wedding he attends. he’s tired of it. what better way to solve his problem than to employ your help, someone who’s having the exact same one?

Thank you authors for all your amazing works.🤩

If there are any fics that anyone would like to recommend feel free to do so🤗😁.

( also the dividers were from @cafekitsune and @baexywth. they have really cool dividers. do check them out.)

PLS HELP ME FIND THIS FIC...🥺♥️

It was a Wonwoo x reader fic. As far as I remember, it was 37k words long where the reader and jeonghan are best friends and partners at work, until jeonghan gets promoted and has to change floors. Now the reader is assigned to a new partner who also happens to be her first love who rejected her, JEON WONWOO. Both of them had lost contact for 10 long years until now....

EDIT: FINALLY found this fic thanks to @kyoskyo

A DATE IN THE ER?

Pairing : Jeon Jungkook x reader

Genre : fluff, established relationship, domestic au

Word count : 1.3k

Summary : You have a date at the roller skating park with him teaching you how to skate. But what wasn’t the part of the plan was, you ending up in the ER

Author’s note : I actually got the inspiration to write this from a prompt from @love-me-a-good-prompt. Pls do check out their account. They have grt writing prompts.

Y/N’s POV

”Do you wanna go roller skate?” As badly as I wanted to say YES, I couldn’t. Why? Because I don’t know how to roller skate. As simple as that. I always wanted to learn how to roller skate. But I never really had the chance to actually go and learn. Or maybe I did. Except for the part where I spent the entire lesson just sitting in the corner because I was afraid of falling. I know, I know life is all about falling and getting up. But A PAIN IN THE BUTT!!! that too for a week!? Nah!!! Not a huge fan. It was like that one Buy 1 Get 1 Free offer that no one ever wanted to avail.

But guess what did I say….

“Yeah, sure. Why not?” Well, what else do you expect me to do when he’s asking me with those lethal puppy eyes. They have the power to melt the coldest heart, let alone me.

so here I was, on my way to skating rink with a human-in-a-bunny-form boyfriend beside me hopping on his two hind legs unable to contain his excitement, narrating all those scenarios where, if I happened to fall, he’ll come to my rescue, and how we can stare at each other and fall in love all over again. As romantic as that sounds, I couldn’t beat the fear in my heart of falling and embarrassing myself in front of him. Author’s POV “Jungkook-ah, do we really have to do this?” You begged tugging on his oversized denim jacket. “Is something wrong?” He diverted all his attention towards you.

“I think I’m having a heart attack!” You stated clutching the right side of your chest adamant on gaining his sympathy and getting out of this place.

“As far as I remember my anatomy class, heart is towards the left side of the chest, and yes, we are doing roller skating.” He said placing your hand on the left side of your chest earning a glare from you. He is one stubborn boss baby. Once he has his mind set to something, he’s gonna do it no matter what.

“Come, let me help you with your laces. I don’t want you falling. I mean I don’t mind you falling for me tho.” He winks at you with a flirty smile lingering on his lips earning an eye roll from you. This boy, he never missed the opportunity to flirt with you. You almost believed that he has dual personality. At times he is all shy and red, and sometimes he is so cocky that he makes you a blushing mess. But that’s why you fell for him in the first place.

He was a mess. A chaotic mess. A happy mess. An emotional mess. A beautiful mess. That’s one thing you knew for sure.

“Come let’s go to the skating rink while there’s still less people.” He guides you to the skating rink hand in hand. Another thing you loved about him. He always made sure you were cared for and loved for. His hand never left yours. They always somehow made their way towards each other. Gravitating towards each other. Happily and married.

Time skip

“Y/N, can you stop sticking your butt out?”

“Fine, I’m trying okay?

It’s not like I was born a pro at it.”

“I know, but you look like a new born who’s learning how to walk.” He giggled trying his best to hold his laughter as he has been doing for the past 20 mins. “Yeah, whatever.”

“Okay, now let’s try roller skating without holding hands.” He stated, having enough confidence in your skills.

“No no no, don’t let go of my hands kookie.”

“I won’t. Ever. But trust me in this, okay?” He uttered giving your hands a squeeze before letting them go.

“Slow and steady. Each stride at a time. Okay?” He instructed watching each and every one of your step closely.

“I think I’ve got it…” you say, a victory smile making its way onto your face. Proud of what you’ve accomplished. Not a huge feat of course, but for you it was. You almost gave up on the whole idea of learning roller skating. Little did you know, all you had to do was ask your boyfriend out on a roller skating date!

“See, that’s my girl.”

your confidence grew in each stride you took, until it turned into overconfidence and next thing you know is reaching your hand out to grab Jungkook’s but they never met. Like that one forbidden love story, where the couple are destined to be together but their fates had a different say.

The last thing you remember is hitting your head on the railing and a worried Jungkook asking you to wake up.

You wanted to wake up, but your eyelids seemed to have a mind of their own. They felt so heavy. You wanted to sleep so bad. Just 1 min of sleep. Time skip

you struggle to open your eyes, due to the harsh lighting’s hitting on your face. And the throbbing sensation on your forehead wasn’t helping at all. And the smell of disinfectants tingling your sensory receptors was the cherry on top.

As soon as you open your eyes, you see white ceilings, white lights…everything’s white and a face. Jungkook’s face.

“Am I in heaven? Even the angels look like Jungkook.” Confusion was all around your face

“Hey Y/N!!! Are you okay? Are you in pain? Do you recognise me?” He bombards you with questions one after another.

“Jungkook? Am I in a hospital?”

“Yes, baby. Omg I was so worried.” He says slumping down on a chair, tears rolling out of his eyes one after another.

“Hey Kookie, it’s fine. Look at me, I’m totally fine, well of course except the bump on my forehead.”

“No you’re not. I’m such a terrible boyfriend. You told me not to take you to the rink in the first place and I still did. If only had I listened to you, this wouldn’t have happened!”

“No, come here.” You give him a hug.

“Look, I know at first I was hesitant to go there, guess what thanks to you I finally learned at least how to stride in wheels right? Something that I never could’ve achieved my whole life on my own. But thanks to my boyfriend, I did it. Even if I had the chance to start over this day all over again, I would still go down the same path. That’s for sure.”

“Really?” He finally looks up, his face all flushed due to sobbing.

“And not everyone gets to spend a date in the ER you know. That’s definitely something worth telling our children.” He blushes at the mention of your future together.

“Do you have any idea how worried i was when you hit your head. What if you forgot about me like they show in movies. Just the thought itself is terrifying.”

“Dumbo, it wasn’t that big of a fall. And even if by the slightest chance, I end up forgetting you, I’m sure I’ll fall in love with you again. For every lifetime.”

“Is this the part where we kiss?”

“I guess, it is.”

Just as you were about to lean in and kiss, you were interrupted by a resident on your case.

“Ms. Y/N, we are getting your discharge papers ready. I’ll prescribe you some pain meds and as for the bump on your forehead from the trauma, it will resolve on its own.”

“Thank you doc.” You both say to the resident.

“And yeah, one more thing, I would be really obliged if you love birds, could respect us singles here.” With that he left, leaving you and Jungkook foolishly laughing at how the entire date turned out.

Love Blinds

Pairing(s): Blind!Jungkook x reader

Genre: Angst

Word Count: 4.7k

Warning(s): Accident(s)

Summary: You are his oldest and only best friend, but why do you leave him all of a sudden when he needs you most?

A/n This fic was requested by the sweetest person on the planet, @thehopelessromanticclub. I know this took me quite some time, because I'm also juggling with work and uni. Nevertheless, I had so much fun writing this. While this was one of the hardest fics to write, I enjoyed every process it took. Fun fact, this fic is literally the first fic that made me cry when I wrote it. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I've never met a blind or visually impaired person in my life. Everything I've written about blindness and living as a blind person, I learned about them from the internet. I know that there's only so much one can learn from the internet. If there are any inaccuracies about them in this fic, please let me know.

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There was one thing on top of Jungkook’s wishlist: to be able to see his best friend, you.

It happened when he was too young to understand the world around him. He was around four or five years old. One morning he woke up still able to see cars passing by, people walking by, he could even name all the colors he saw. The next morning, he woke up to darkness, nothingness, and his mom’s cries.

He met you not long after. He was playing in the park while also learning how to use a walking cane. After half an hour of successfully not walking into anything, he accidentally tripped on his cane and fell.

He wasn’t a crier. So as the pain on his knees spread – he was sure it was at least bruising – he still kept quiet. It went like that for a bit since he didn’t have enough power to stand up again, the pain on his knees was too painful.

The next thing he felt was the soft touch on his free hand, the hand that wasn’t holding his cane. And then, he heard a girl’s voice, “Here, take my hand. I’ll help you up.”

With that, he took the girl’s hand – your hand – and introduced himself as Jungkook.

+++

Jungkook fidgeted on his seat at the bleachers as he waited for you. Hands were already clammy to the point he wanted to wash his hands. You were supposed to come a whole 30 minutes ago and he was supposed to be listening to his coach’s briefing by now. He tried to call and text you, but you didn’t reply to any of them. In your defense, you weren’t big on calling and texting, you preferred scrolling mindlessly on social media and sending him memes.

“Kook, coach Lee is waiting for you by the pool, don’t you wanna go?” His mom woke him up from his deep thoughts.

Jungkook sighed. “I’m worried about Y/n.”

The seat beside him creaked, a sign that his mom took a seat beside him. “Stop thinking of her. Obviously she doesn’t think you’re that important.”

“She was never late, mom. This is just a one time thing,” he defended you. He never understood why his mom disliked you. For all he knew, she had hated you since the first time you met him back at the park. All this time, his mom probably only tolerated you because she knew how much you meant to him.

“The show must go on. Worry about her later.” With that, his mom stood up and left him again with his thoughts.

It took him around five long minutes to realize that his mom was right. The show really must go on. Whether you came or not, he still had a competition to win.

Just as he stood up from his seat, he heard someone run to him.

“Am I late?” you asked in the midst of panting, seemingly you've been running.

Upon hearing your voice, Jungkook smiled. “Well, I’ll be on in a bit. So, kinda?”

“I know you’re gonna do great, as always.”

“And I know you’re gonna ask me for a free meal if I win.”

“‘When’ you win, you mean,” you corrected him.

He laughed heartily. He didn’t know why but you always managed to lighten his mood. “I think it’s time to talk to coach Lee. He’s been waiting for me.”

“It’s your own fault for waiting for me.” You lightly pushed his shoulder.

“It’s your fault for being late.”

“You know why I’m late.”

“You snoozed your alarm again?”

“Yep.” You pushed him again, this time a bit harder. “Now go. The competition’s about to begin.”

“Go sit beside my mom, yeah?”

You huffed. “Your mom doesn’t like me. I’ll sit here. I’ll find you once it’s over.”

“I tell you multiple times to ignore her. I want you there.”

The swimming competition went just like how his other competitions went. He listened to coach Lee, shook the hands of other participants, swam like he was born for it, and won the competition. It was easy. It became a routine.

“But your mom doesn’t. I’ll be okay, seriously. Just go, your mom’s already glaring at me.”

The crowd surrounding him and congratulating him, him thanking them, and him waiting for your turn to congratulate him also became a routine. A boring routine that he would rather skip. He’d rather celebrate with the people he loved, his mom and you.

After the crowd around him left, you finally came up to him and gave him a big hug despite his body was still half wet. It was the 'you' Jungkook always knew, supporting him no matter what.

“Congratulations,” you whispered to his ear. “Again.”

“You sound like you’re tired of congratulating me,” Jungkook joked once you let go of him.

“I'm not tired when it comes to getting free food.”

Jungkook chuckled. “You’re lucky the prize money I'll get will be a bit more than usual. I can take you to that new cafe you’ve always wanted to try.”

“Really?”

He nodded. In his mind, he could only imagine how beautiful your smile would be and how the glimmer of happiness in your eyes shined through. And just like that, the wish to be able to see you grew stronger.

Knowing how his mom was towards you, Jungkook took the initiative to celebrate his win in two different settings: once with his mom and once with you. He’d always done that despite deep down wanting to celebrate it with both his mom and you.

+++

“What’s your plan?” you asked after you picked up your ice cream that he paid.

“For? Don’t be cryptic, please,” Jungkook replied in a bored tone.

“For swimming, of course. I bet you’re gonna get another offer.”

“Already did. Coach Lee wanted me to join this year’s national competition. He thinks it’d be good for pushing my career forward.”

“I assume you accept it?”

“It’s not like I have any other competition at the moment.”

“Yeah, you’re right, I guess. When will it be, though?”

“Still a few months away.” He laughed when he noticed the strain in your voice. He assumed it was because you were nervous for him. “If you’re worried I don’t get enough rest, relax. Coach Lee purposely makes me rest for around a month.”

“For a person who’s never been to a national competition before, you sure seem so chill.”

“If I stress it out, I’ll be unreasonably overthinking.”

“Good wisdom.”

“I know. I’m always wise.”

“Says the one who got scratched by a cat because they kept annoying it.”

It was true, though, he indeed was scratched by a cat once. That was one experience that he didn’t want to repeat ever.

Jungkook protested, “That’s just one time.”

“But that one time makes you not always wise,” you teased him.

“I’ll never win an argument against you, will I?”

+++

Time flew after that. Jungkook really did take a break for a month. If by break it meant he was swimming every other day instead of everyday. And once the month was up, he was training intensely until it was exactly a month before his competition.

Knowing well that you were waiting for him on the bleachers, Jungkook left you to change his clothes into his swimsuit. To say that he was excited for today’s training was an understatement. His last training ended with him beating his previous record. And the day before that, he received an email from the mayor that he was proud of Jungkook for representing his city for the next national competition. He basically was on a roll for the last few days.

So it nearly broke his heart, he could almost physically hear it, when he came to the bleachers and his mom told him that you left.

“Why did she leave?” Jungkook asked with his eyebrows furrowed. That was not very Y/n of you to leave without noticing him.

“Who knows,” his mom answered while gently nudging him to walk towards the pool, “She has always been rude.”

“No, she’s not,” he protested. “Something really did happen, mom. Did she said something to you?”

“Nope,” his mom replied quickly. “Well, you can always call her later. You have more important things to do now.”

That was what he did. He practiced, practiced, and practiced. Lap upon laps he did, trying to shake the thought of you, yet he failed. A tiny voice at the back of his head kept telling him to check up on you ASAP.

Once practice ended, even before coach Lee could give him a feedback, he went straight to the changing room, changed into his clothes, and dragged his mom away.

“Where are you going?” his mom inquired behind him. “Coach Lee hasn’t done talking.”

“I want to meet Y/n.”

“She’s probably fine, Jungkook. You’re gonna look stupid in front of her for doing this.”

“You always tell me to trust my gut feeling. My gut feeling is saying that I need to go to her now.”

“Do you even know where she is?”

Jungkook was stunned for a second. He didn’t know where you were.

“I’m gonna call her. Let’s go to the car first.” With that, he pulled his mom again in the direction of the parking lot.

Inside the car, he indeed called you, but no matter how many times he tried, they all went through.

“No wonder,” his mom commented, “That girl seemed like she doesn’t care about you.”

“If she didn't care about me, she wouldn’t have come.”

“Probably she’s in her moody phase. Give her some time.”

Having enough of his mom’s rude comments, Jungkook snapped, “Mom, please. I don’t have time for this. Just take me to Y/n’s house.”

“I thought she’s with you,” your dad answered after opening the door to a very worried Jungkook. “This morning she said she was gonna accompany you to practice.”

“She did, but then left without telling me.”

“We’re gonna try to contact her, don’t worry,” your mom’s voice spoke up. “Just go take a rest, you seem so tired.”

Upon hearing your mom’s words, he realized that his shoulders had been hurting and his legs were cramping. Jungkook sighed. “But please tell me when you find her.”

“Of course.”

But no one contacted him for the next few days. Not you, and definitely not your parents. As days went on, he became more and more anxious. His phone calls and texts still hadn’t gone through. It was as if you disappeared off the surface of Earth.

He couldn’t even imagine what had happened to you to make you suddenly disappear that day. Not only that, the fact that his mom became more insufferable the more he talked about you made his blood boil every time he thought about it.

There was one time when Jungkook, who never raised his voice at anyone, raised his voice at his mom.

“Right now, your practice is more important than Y/n,” his mom had said.

At first, Jungkook had tried to ignore her in hopes that she wouldn’t say anything else. But he was dead wrong.

“Jungkook, are you listening to me? I said, focus on your practice, stop thinking of Y/n.”

And just like that, Jungkook had snapped, “You’re not helping at all, mom.”

Little did he know that him snapping at his mom only made his feelings even worse.

There was also a time when Jungkook deliberately ran away from practice after hearing his mom’s words about you, leaving both his mom and coach Lee worried. Sure he came back later that day, but he had hoped it was enough of a sign that he didn’t like what his mom had said.

“She’s been gone for days. I doubt she’ll come back. She probably already forgets you by now,” was what his mom had said to trigger such a reaction from him.

And it was only the day before when Jungkook had yet again rebelled, this time to the point he was gone all day.

That day, Jungkook’s mom had said something along the lines of, “You should be glad that Y/n’s out of the picture, you can focus more on winning the competition.”

But to be quite honest, it didn’t make him focus on his practice anymore.

His time was slower and slower to the point coach Lee – who was never mad at anyone – stopped that day’s practice abruptly.

“Whatever problem you have right now, I hope you deal with it soon. I don’t want your head out of the game like this, especially not when the competition comes.” With that, coach Lee had ushered him home.

Later that day at home, his mom had also lectured him about ‘being a good son’ and ‘making your parents proud’. But he cared none of that. He still had a missing best friend to find.

His mom had sighed when she realized that Jungkook hadn’t been listening to her. “I don’t know what else I need to do. Paying for your practices takes almost all of my savings, yet you're getting worse and worse.” Then she whined, “Tell me what more I need to do.”

Only two words had come out of his mouth. “Find Y/n.”

+++

For a few days after that, Jungkook still kept at it with his acts. He only came to practice when he felt like it. Once he was no longer in the mood, he just left. Not at home, but somewhere where he didn’t have to meet his mom – the playground where you and he met the first time. He wasn’t gonna lie to himself about the fact that he frequently went to the playground in hope to find you there. But just like how bare his phone is from your messages, the playground was bare of your presence.

Sitting at the playground made him remember that one time when you and Jungkook planned to go visit your grandpa that lived just outside the city.

One day after sitting at the playground for sometime, he walked back home with an ache both at his chest and head. While the competition was getting closer and closer, he was still no closer to finding you. He almost ran out of time, and unfortunately, also his patience.

As he felt his cane touched the familiar gravel in front of his house, he sighed. It was time to face his mom again. But right before he opened the front door, he heard a talking voice from inside. He recognized the voice as his mom's. He pondered for a moment whether he should walk in and interrupt his mom. Then he decided against it when he heard his name in his mom's conversation. It sounded like his mom was on a phone call since he couldn't hear the other person's reply.

"–lengths I did for Jungkook." Pause. "I just want the best for him since it's gonna be his first national competition." Pause. "I got rid of his best friend." Pause. Jungkook felt like his heart stopped beating for a moment. "Yes, the girl who made him blind."

If his heart stopped beating before, now it was beating so fast. Adrenaline was pumped throughout his body, making his head almost hurt.

There was no way what his mom had said was true. None of it. Not the fact that his mom got rid of you and definitely not the fact that you made him blind. No way. His mom was just bluffing.

But as much as he liked to believe that, his mom still carried on with the conversation. "I don't know what else to do." Pause. "I've tried everything I could, but now he just skips practice whenever he wants." Long pause. “Guess I’ll try that. Thanks.” Pause. “Bye.”

With a huff, Jungkook opened the door. As he closed the door behind him, he heard his mom gasping.

“You’re already home?” she asked.

He shrugged. “I am, for a while.”

“Did you hear everything?”

“Not everything. But enough to know what you did.” Jungkook deemed it was the right time to let out his anger bit by bit.

“So now you know the truth. Why I don’t like Y/n and why I got rid of her.” It sounded like there was no remorse at all.

+++

It was his fourth birthday. Just like how kids who had birthdays before him celebrated their birthday with the whole class, Jungkook also celebrated his birthday with his classmates.

“Jungkook!” A little girl called him while running up to him.

He smiled upon seeing the big present on the girl’s hand. It was big enough to fill the girl’s hands full.

Once she was close enough, she handed the gift to him. “This is for you. Happy birthday.”

Jungkook accepted it. “Thank you, Y/n.”

Like any other class full of kindergarten kids, the class was chaotic. The teacher was busy trying to sit everyone down and left the birthday boy with his best friend on their own. That was a big mistake.

Little you had seen a lot of funny videos depicting pranks people do on their friends and wanted to try one on Jungkook. So just as Jungkook wanted to take a seat beside you, you pulled his seat, making him fall butt first to the hard floor.

Then everything flew by. He only remembered faintly. He remembered his loss of vision. He remembered hearing cries. He heard a lot of cries. From himself, Y/n, his parents, Y/n’s parents, even the teachers. Then the strong smell of disinfectant indicated to him that he was in a hospital.

There were also doctor’s checkups. A lot of doctor’s checkups. He remembered those checkups almost made him stay up all night. It was hard to forget how scared he was of the doctors handling him.

The only memory that engraved into his mind was when the doctor told his parents that he was permanently blind because of the accident. Then he heard more of his parents’ cries.

+++

Jungkook shook his head in disbelief. “You’re wrong, mom.”

“You’re still defending her?” His mom raised his voice. “Look what happened to you after she came into your life.”

“I’m defending her because the good things she’s done outdid the bad things.”

His mom grunted.

“Yes, she might be the one who made me blind, but she is – was – also the one who pushed me to become a national athlete.” Jungkook regained his breath before continuing his speech. “At the start, I didn’t really like swimming. But when Y/n said that it was cool to be able to swim fast, I was motivated.” Pause. “And don’t even talk about how many times she supported me, accompanied me. She never skips coming to my competitions and practices.”

All he said was true. As much as he wanted to hate you, he couldn’t. A part of him – a big part – still needed you and missed you.

With one last statement, Jungkook ended his conversation with his mom. “You not being able to forgive Y/n is the reason why my career almost ruined. If you really want me to succeed, help me find Y/n.”

It didn’t even take his mom more than three days to find you.

Jungkook was listening to a podcast when he received a notification from his mom. Words couldn’t explain how shocked he was when he realized it was the address he knew well – your grandpa’s house. With you on his mind, he left his house and went to where you were.

Because your grandpa only lived outside the city, it didn’t take long for Jungkook to arrive there. The familiar smell of lavender still lingered just like how he remembered it. He smiled internally knowing that your grandpa still took care of his lavender plants after all this time.

Right before he got the time to step further near your grandpa’s house, he heard a voice calling him. He instantly recognized it as yours.

“What are you doing here?” you asked, your voice getting louder by the second indicating that you were walking towards him.

Couldn’t hide his smile because of meeting you again, he grinned. “What are you doing here?”

“I asked the question first.”

Jungkook sighed. Still the same stubborn Y/n that he knew. “I’m looking for you. Now answer my question.”

“Helping my grandpa around. It’s been some time since I went here.”

“But you never stayed here this long.”

“Is that a problem?”

Jungkook’s face fell. It looked like you didn’t want to talk about the elephant in the room. “I think I know the reason why you’re here.”

“Of course, I already told you the answer.”

“No, I mean–” he hesitated, not sure how to break it to you, “–I know the truth. And I’m sure you know about it, too.”

You grunted. “Jungkook, I don’t understand. What are you talking about?”

He decided to just drop the bomb at once. “The accident when we were young, my blindness, my mom hating you and making you leave me.”

He heard you chuckle at his response. “If you really think the reason I’m here is because of your mom, you’re dead wrong.”

Good. He made you angry.

“I’m not gonna beat around the bush, if you have nothing important to do here, I suggest you leave.”

“Can we talk about this first?”

“What is there to talk about?”

“Everything!”

“I don’t have the time. Just go home.” Jungkook heard your footsteps, you were walking away.

“Please, Y/n,” Jungkook called.

“What is there to talk about?” you repeated the question after stopping in your tracks.

Almost giving up, he answered, “Us.”

“We should never be friends, Jungkook. Your mom was right to separate us.”

“Why?”

“Look at you!” you half-yelled. “Look at what I did to you! Oh, gosh, I can’t even look at you without hating myself.”

“Y/n-” Jungkook took a step.

“No. Listen to me first. I’m really grateful to know you. But your mom was right. I did too much damage to you. We can never be friends.”

“Y/n, I don’t understand what you mean by that. It was an accident, yes, you knew no better. But don’t think it was a tragedy. It wasn’t and it’ll never be,” Jungkook tried to reason with you.

“How can you call it ‘not a tragedy’ while you’re standing there unable to see permanently?”

“I lived with this for so long I almost forget what it feels like to be able to see. Being blind is a part of me now and I already accept it. But why can’t you and mom accept me?”

The next thing he knew, you ran to him and hugged him so tight he was scared that would break a bone. But another part of him, his heart specifically, drumming against his chest he was sure you could hear it.

“I’m so, so, so sorry. You don’t even know how much I’m sorry,” your cries muffled by his shirt. “I’m sorry if I couldn’t accept you. Never even think once that I have bad intentions towards you. I would never do those things to you intentionally.”

Jungkook patted your hair softly. He was lying if your cries didn't hurt him.  “I know, I’ve forgiven you a long time ago.”

“I tried to make amends with you. I befriended you, supported you, accompanied you. I basically did everything I could do. But when I realized that you were nicer than what I had thought, I only felt worse.”

“I understand.” This time Jungkook brushed his hair through your fingers. Your hair smelled like strawberries, the exact smell he liked. The smell he had missed.

“And when your mom told me that you would do better without me, I believed her.”

“That’s where she’s wrong. I did worse, you can ask her. I couldn’t do it without you.”

You pulled back slightly, but not breaking the hug. “But you’re so good at swimming.”

Jungkook smiled. “Only when you’re watching. So, can you, please, accompany me again?”

“What about your mom? She would be angry.”

“I already explained everything to her. In fact, she was the one giving away your location.”

“That’s because you forced her,” you whined.

“To be honest, I don’t really care if she still can’t accept you. At least she won’t bother you, hopefully.”

You sighed happily. “Okay. I trust you.”

As he laid on his bed that night, 

*Add a scene where Jungkook lays at night, thinking about how grateful he is for making amends with you. He also realizes that maybe he has a crush on you.*

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True to your words, you went with him during his practices. Although his mom never talked to you or even approached you, Jungkook felt like things were going better. At least she wasn’t talking bad about you anymore.

On the D-day, you came early – even before Jungkook himself – much to his surprise.

“You’re already here,” Jungkook said in surprise when he heard you call him. His mom was talking to coach Lee, giving him the perfect opportunity to talk to his best friend.

“For around 15 minutes, yeah,” you confirm. “Are you nervous?”

“Don’t even ask that kind of question.”

“Okay, sorry.” You laughed. Oh, how he missed that sound. “Hey, I don’t know if you’re allowed to eat a lollipop before a competition, but I’d like to give you this.”

He felt you pushing what felt like a lollipop into his hand.

“Aside from eating heavy meals, I can eat anything. So, thanks.” He opened the lollipop and put it into his mouth.

“I thought it would make you feel less nervous.”

“You know I can handle nervousness well.”

“You’ve never been to a national competition before, though.”

“Fair enough.” A sudden thought flash in his mind. “Y/n, I have something to tell you, but I think it’s better to tell you after the competition.”

Though it was a nation-wide competition, everything went quite similar like Jungkook’s previous competitions. Minutes before the competition began, he received a briefing from coach Lee, shook hands with the other competitors, and then the competition finally began.

Everything slowed down once he was in the water, it was only him, his mind, and the flow of water around him. Much to his surprise, everything went smoother and calmer than he had anticipated. He never knew that national competitions weren’t much different from his other competitions. In short, he was in his element again. He felt free.

Sooner than what he had liked, the competition ended and he was allowed to go home empty-handed. Empty-handed because he lost. He came in fourth place. Not as good as what his mom wanted, but for a newbie like him, it was just the beginning. He wasn’t sure what was the reason, but he really wasn’t feeling sad or anything.

Once he walked out the changing rooms, he felt someone hugging him. From the smell, he could tell it was you.

“I’m super proud of you. Fourth place in your first national competition? You’re gonna be a legend,” you rambled in his ear while still hugging him.

Jungkook hugged you back. “Thanks.”

You finally let him go. “I overheard coach Lee tell your mom that there’ll be another national competition. The organizer isn’t as big as this one, but he thinks it’ll be good for you.”

“Wow. Isn’t that, like, too soon?”

“Don’t know when it’ll be, though. You can just ask coach Lee.”

“I will. Thanks, Y/n.”

“So, do you have something to tell me?”

Jungkook furrowed his eyebrows. “Huh?”

“Before the competition, you told me you have something to tell me.”

“Oh, right.” To be honest, he kinda wanted to regret it as soon as he had said it back then. Damn you to always remind him.

“What is it?”

“It’s nothing serious.”

“It sounded serious.”

Jungkook groaned. “Do you really need to know?”

“Of course. I’m your best friend. I’m ready to listen to whatever you say.”

“Then I hope you’re ready to change that status, too,” he blurted. Jungkook wanted to hit himself as soon as he realized what he had said.

Y/n coughed, probably in surprise. “What? What status?”

Jungkook took a deep breath. “I have liked you since I could remember. Don’t you think it’s time to change our status from best friends to something more?”

There was a delay in your answer. Jungkook bit his bottom lip, scared you wouldn’t like what he had said.

“Right now?”

“Well, yeah, if you’d like.”

“Of course I’d like to.” Then Jungkook felt your weight on him; you hugged him again, this time stronger than before.

And without words, Jungkook felt your soft lips on his. It tasted better than what he had imagined. He smiled to the kiss.

There were two things on top of Jungkook’s wishlist: to be able to see you and to be your boyfriend. At least he was able to check the latter.

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A Kiss, Not Under The Mistletoe

Pairing: Jeon Jeongguk  x Reader

Genre: Fluff

Word Count: 1.9k

Summary: It’s finally that time of the year!!! It’s Christmas everybody!!! but what could be more tragic than not having your boyfriend by your side? But don’t worry, I’ve got it all under control ;)

Warning: Just tooth-aching fluff. That’s it.

A/N: Heys guys!!!  This is my first ever fanfic. i really gave it my best, and i hope you guys will like it.💖💖💖. This is not my gif, all credits to its rightful owner.

Street corners full of Santas ringing bells, small yet dazzling Christmas trees set up in the shops, happiness etched on everybody’s faces but here you were walking on the streets all alone sulking. You had looked forward to this day so much. You even spent countless nights planning what you were going to do with your boyfriend. You wanted to decorate the Christmas trees with him, bake cookies together, walk the streets together, Afterall it was your first Christmas together, but everything went in vain. He couldn’t join you, since the comeback was around the corner, all of the guys had to stay late practicing.

“Kookie…” you sighed out loud, your meter of ‘how much I miss him’ about to explode. But everything aside, you were on your way to Hybe building to surprise him. If you couldn’t spend the day with him, at least you could wish him a Merry Christmas.

A grand Christmas tree was kept in front of the building indicating it was not any Hybe building but THE Hybe building. You called him. He picked up after a few rings.

                                                                                                                            Y/N: Hey kookie!

JK: Hey!

Y/N: If you don’t mind, can you come downstairs? A package is waiting for you.

You immediately cut the call, knowing he would throw dozens of questions over you. Not long enough you saw a masculine figure coming towards you.

“Y/N? when did you come?”

“Why didn’t you tell me that you were coming?”

“why don’t you have your winter scarf on? You know it’s cold right?”

You immediately shushed him by putting your index finger on his lips to stop his train of questions. Little did you know that his heart was about to jump out of his chest just by the little gesture that you did.

“I thought you would be happy that I came to see you, but you are scolding me here. I just couldn’t help but miss you.” You complained being all pouty.

“did you miss me?” he asked or more like teasing you while a foolish smirk was plastered on his face.

“of course I did. Is that even a question?” you asked stating the obvious.

“how much?” he wiggled his eyebrows not giving up on his teasing.

Not a single combination of the 26 alphabets could express how much you loved this guy in front of you. True, he was short-tempered, over-protective, and possessive, but that’s who he truly was and you loved him for that. Everyone has some flaws and that’s what makes them who they truly are. That’s what makes them perfectly imperfect. The world would have been so boring if everyone would have been perfect.

“well………you don’t know how much I miss you every single moment you’re not by my side. Whenever you’re not with me, I just can’t help but can’t stop thinking about you, about when can I get to see you again. I miss the way you pinch my cheeks, boop my nose, tease me, annoy me, give me weird nicknames, and literally everything. You don’t know how much I treasure these little moments, our little moments. I can’t help but blush over the fact that you are my one, my other half, my man. I love the way you hold my hand and occasionally squeeze them, cup my face so carefully as if it would break any second, how you get jealous whenever I talk to other guys, the way your ears turn red whenever I make a move, the way you never fail to cheer me up. I want you to know that no word can describe how much I miss you, every single moment.” You let out the little confession speech that you were so not prepared for, emphasizing the last three words.

When you met his eyes, they were glossy, making him look as if he was crying? You did not have even a single idea about how overwhelmed he was. Sure he was just teasing you but he never knew that you would take it seriously and let out all your true feelings about how much you adored and loved this human being. Being an introvert and ‘actions speak louder than words’ believer you never went on always mentioning “I love you’s” at the end of each conversation. Rather you would express your love through the tiniest actions ranging from always making sure that he was eating well and not overworking himself to writing long essays on how much of a wonderful human and an idol he was on fan sites through a fake account(he doesn’t need to know the latter part). He was overwhelmed not just because of your words but because this was the first time you confessed except for the time when you proposed. Although he never failed to assure you that you were loved, that you were treasured.

“Kookieee…. are you crying? Did I say something wrong? I’m so sorr-” you immediately apologized thinking maybe you said something that you weren’t supposed to, but he immediately denied it by vigorously shaking his head.

“I-I… it’s just that I- “he was at a loss of words. Finally, after getting his mind together, he held both of your hands in his own.

“it’s just that I am very thankful to you for everything from coming into my life to taking my hand to venture out into the journey of love. Out of all the decisions that I ever made, choosing you as my life partner is something that I would never regret. And how stupid of me, despite spending so much time with you, I never realized that your confession would be this satisfying to hear.” He said followed by a chuckle, while all this while you were adoring each of his little actions to treasuring his words with a smile, the smile that he fell in love with.

Silence engulfed both of you. It wasn’t an awkward one, but a much-needed one. No words were exchanged, just two pairs of eyes communicating as if they met after years of longing.

Soon, the silence broke when you heard a cute voice, gaining both of your attention.

“Dad, I also want a girlfriend like Y/N noona. Can you please get me one?” both of you chuckled.

It was their choreographer son sung-deuk’s son, Moa.

“I’m sorry, we didn’t mean to eavesdrop nor intervene. It’s just that he was stubborn enough to neither go nor let me go.” He said pointing towards his son and immediately leaving the place after bowing. You could still hear Moa’s fading voice in the hallway begging his father to get him a girlfriend and that he will be a good kid. ‘Poor kid’ you thought in your mind.

“See, this is why I get jealous when you talk with other guys. You’re all anybody could ask for in a girlfriend, everybody is head over heels for you. It’s illegal to be this nice, you know?” he said being all pouty and whiny.

“Hey, you can’t get jealous over a child.”

“But he is a boy Afterall. What if he steals you from you me from me when he grows up?”

“I might become a granny by then.” You replied casually referring to your age by then.

“Granny of our grandchildren? I don’t mind if that’s the case.” He stated with a visible smirk on his face.

“yah!” you hit him playfully while hiding your flushed cheeks with the other hand while your beloved boyfriend was laughing his ass off at the amount of control his words had on you.

“oh! Here, I brought you and the boys and staff some cookies. I made them, ‘baked with love.” You said the later part dramatically while you handed him the two boxes of cookies from your sling bag.

“the purple one is for you and the other one for the boys and the staff.” You said pointing to the two pretty boxes with pretty bows tied to them one of them being purple, his favorite color.

“ooo, a special one for me.” He said giggling.

“hmm, it has a note inside.”

“of how much you love me?” he said referring to your earlier confession and knowing how much of an introvert you were.

“no, of all of the complaints that I have. I had planned so much for today and looked forward to it. But guess what, my dear boyfriend is busy.” You said sternly.

“hey, I’m sorry. Of course, I wanted to spend this day with you, our very first Christmas. I wanted to make special memories of this day. I really am sorry.” He said feeling apologetic. If it hadn’t been for this work, he would’ve been making special memories with you.

“Guk-ah it’s ok. Even this moment is special and would go down in our love story. Don’t feel sorry, yeah I’m sad that we weren’t able to spend the day together, but knowing that my boyfriend is working to put a smile on the faces of all of the armies out there is indeed something to be proud of you know.” You said stating the obvious.

“I’m lucky to have you.” He was amazed at how understanding you were, while all the other girlfriends would plan on a silent treatment for their boyfriend.

“And also thank you for the cookies. I’m damn sure, hyungs are going to sing that shalalalalalalala song for this special cookie.” Both of you chuckling at the fact that he stated.

“Y/N?”

You hummed in response.

“I really wish I could have recorded your confession. I could’ve listened to it every night and whenever I was feeling down. It was somehow soothing.”

“Why record it when you have your girlfriend right by your side. you can call me.”

“So, you’ll confess whenever I’ll call?”

“uh-huh, correction. Not every time you call, just when you’re feeling down.”

“at least something’s better than nothing.” He spoke.

“I should really get going now. I took too much of your time.” You said getting ready to leave.

“I wish we could spend some more time together.” He said sadness lingering in his voice.

“don’t worry, we’ll spend lots and lots of time together after you are done with your comeback stuff, ok?” you said bringing up hopes.

“Hmm…we will,” he said cutely nodding his head. Is this the ‘sexiest man alive? Nah, I don’t think so, he’s way too cute. You thought.

Soon it started snowing, the cold wind kissing your figures ever so gently, sending shivers down our spine. In a distance, you can hear the laughter and shrieks of children as they enjoy the snowfall.

Y/N POV

“you should get going before you get cold.” He spoke worrying as I was wearing a thin coat that did a minimum job of keeping me away from cold. While he worrying over me, I was busy admiring his features before I saw a snowflake sliding down his nose. You don’t know how and why you felt the sudden urge to kiss his nose. It looked way too kissable at the moment.

Before you could register what you were doing, you found yourself tip-toeing on your toes to reach his height and placing a quick peck on the tip of his nose. You quickly ran away from there out of shyness as this was the most intimate moment you ever had. But you didn’t fail to notice his wide eyes, unable to process what happened a few moments ago.

                                                        THE END

THE KISS CAM

Pairing : Jeon Jeongguk x Y/N

Genre : Fluff, dating au

Word count : 1k

Summary : you appear on the KISS CAM but with the wrong person…

Weekends…

There was nothing special about weekends. For you weekends were boring. It consisted of you munching some potato chips, binge watching Kdramas, living up to your name of night owl. That was it. That was the end of it.

But that was until Jungkook came along, your boyfriend of 6 months. Weekends never felt so amazing…

Loving him was so easy…

It felt so natural…

He was shy. He was tired and messy hairs. He was oversized clothes and ripped jeans. He was whispers at 4 am. He was the smell before it rains. He was the love of her life. A love she never expected would be hers. A love so pure, that it feels to good to be true.

Author’s POV

Ding Dong

“Coming…” you yell loud enough for the entire neighbour hood to hear you before making your way to the door to open it.

There he was standing looking handsome, dashing, cool, amazing as ever… Words were never enough to describe him.

“Ready to go?” He enquired before complimenting how beautiful you looked. He always does that. He’ll call you beautiful even if you were ugly-crying some moments ago. He’ll call you beautiful even if you just woke up and ur face is all swollen up. You were always beautiful in his eyes.

“As ready as I’ll ever be.” You chimed in making sure to lock the door before you left.

Jungkook had been so into baseball recently, that he convinced you into going to one of the matches that was being held today.

Time skip

“There, that’s our seat.” He said pointing in the direction of two empty seats, both of you making your way into the direction.

The whole stadium was packed with tons of people. More than half of the population wearing their representative team’s uniform. It was spectacular.

“Y/N, is that you?” You heard a familiar voice beside you, hitting your eardrums, which made you turn your head in the direction.

“Yijoon?”

Hwang Yijoon, or more like your crush during high school. Although you did have feelings for him, but that was a thing in the past. As they always say, first love is never successful.

You grew up, your feeling changed. Both of you lost contact owing to the new chapter of adulting in your respective lives. You both got busy in the marathon of growing up.

You’ve told Jungkook about Yijoon once when he inquired who was the guy in your graduation photo, with hearts drawn all over him. Yes, it was you who drew the hearts, your only means of expressing your love for him.

“Omg, Yijoon-ah, how long has it been?” You were beyond ecstatic to meet him.

“I almost forgot about your existence.”

“Well, that was harsh.” He said placing his hand on his heart.

“You grew up so much Y/N, I almost couldn’t recognise you without your braces and bangs.”

“I’ll take that as a compliment.” You laughed swaying your hair.

Both of you got so busy in catching up that you never realised the game had started and that you had a human being accompany you today.

Jungkook’s POV

“Sigh…” this is the umpteenth time I have been sighing.

I’ve been trying so hard to concentrate on the game but all I can concentrate is on them. I know I shouldn’t be jealous, but it is her CRUSH being referred here. HER F**KING CRUSH.

I so badly want to go and sit between them and tell that guy, “hey dude, we are on a date, and if you don’t mind I’ll have my girlfriend to myself.”

Author’ POV

“Umm…Y/N? Who’s that guy? He has been eyeing us for a while now.” Yijoon inquired.

It was at this moment, she knew she f**ked up.

You quickly turned your attention towards Jungkook giving him an apologetic look.

“Yijoon, meet Jungkook, Jungkook, meet Yijoon.” You quickly introduced both of them.

“Hi, I am Jungkook, Y/N’s boyfriend. I’ve heard a lot about you from Y/N.” Jungkook gave a strong handshake to Yijoon, asserting himself, jealousy clearly visible on his face.

“Hopefully good things.” Yijoon replied.

Before you knew it, it was break time, or should I say KISS CAM TIME.

Numerous couples appeared on the screen, many of them eventually giving in and kissing, all the while, kiss me more by Doja cat played in the background.

“Aww, they are soo adorable.” You squealed clapping your hands, looking at couples on the screen have the time of their lives.

But that was until you appeared on the screen…

With Yijoon…

Oh shit…

You crossed your hands indicating you and Yijoon are not together. Yijoon even tried pointing at Jungkook. But no matter what, the camera wouldn’t budge.

Now even the crowd started chanting, “ kiss kiss kiss….”

That was the end of it. That was the final straw for Jungkook. He pulled you in for a kiss. It was sweet and soft. Our lips were madly in love and married. It didn’t involve tongue. All that was involved was love and longing. Longing for each other.

You could hear the crowd cheering and clapping in the background. But that was all white noise. All that mattered in this moment was you and him. It was your moment.

You pulled away after some time, running short of breath. Your eyes met his.

“Your face is soo…..red. Are you fine?” Jungkook quickly made sure to check your temperature by placing his hand on your forehead.

“I’m fine.” To which he nodded. You could feel your face pulsating, adrenaline still in your veins making a run for it. Conclusion- you were blushing.

“Y/N, you should know you have good taste in men.” Yijoon whispered beside you.

FROM HERE TO ETERNITY TEASER

Pairing : Jungkook x Y/N

Genre : Fluff

Summary : In which He proposes to you

Rock paper scissors!

“Yes! I won.” Exclaimed Jungkook.

“Yahh pabo! What the heck? What was that?” You remarked disbelief clearly etched on your face..

“What? I did fire and you did paper, which means I won.” He counterattacked.

“Where the f**k did fire come from?”

“Woah woah! language Y/N, fire burns paper right?”

“I guess?”

“See, I won, which means your saying yes for 24 hours.” Uhhh I hate that smug look on his face

“You and your dirty tricks to win.” You murmured.

“Did you say something Mam?”

“Nope, your ears must be ringing.” A fake reassuring smile making its way onto your face.

Why did you even agree to this stupid game of ‘SAYING YES FOR 24 HOURS.’ Now suffer.

Heart Me? 03

Pt.1 Pt.2

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Pairing: Jimin x Reader

Genre: Fluff, Angst if you squint, college au, non-idol au, f2l

Word count: 1.5k

Summary: Your life is pretty boring. Good at studies, a tiny, no wait, a big tiny crush on the campus sweetheart, but that’s normal right? Wait, till your ‘boring life’ get off the track!

Warning: None

Y/N’s POV

‘Party was lively and fun’ wish you could say that, and you could but you hated anything that included hundreds of humans you barely knew. People chugging down drinks as fast as the bartender made them, conversations loud, the usual flirting going on. The loud music was banging from the speakers and the dance floor was filled with sweaty bodies swaying to the rhythm. But there was no sign of your best friend. As soon as you guys stepped into the club, he disappeared into the crowd, probably busy flirting around with the hot chicks.

“Hey Y/N.” not expecting anyone to talk to you, you were really taken aback, instantly bringing your hands in a fighting position. “Hey, calm down, it’s me from your class, remember?” the poor guy said not expecting you to be this defensive.

“Zeha right? I’m so sorry, I was deep in thoughts, when you suddenly scared the living daylights out of me.” You said finding the situation embarrassing.

Zeha, the nerd of your class, the one who knew answers to each and every question the professors threw at the poor students. You never really saw him interacting with girls which almost got you believing that he was gay. You never really saw him up-close until today. He was adorable tho.

“You look really beautiful today.” He spoke looking into your eyes. “thank you so much zeha, one of my friends said I looked just fine, so I was a bit worried.” hours of hard work finally paid off.

“Fine? C’mon is that even a word. No offense, but whoever said that is an absolute stupid.” “I know right.” At least this guy’s got a brain.

“By the way, not gonna lie but you should smile more, you look handsome.” You said complimenting his gummy smile, which you didn’t know existed until today. He looked even cuter with the bright shade of crimson now embracing his cheeks and gums at full display.

The next few minutes passed with both of you getting to know each other. Whoever said that nerds don’t know how to have fun was totally wrong. Zeha was the living evidence, he was fun to be around.

“Wanna have a drink?” zeha suggested out of the blue.

“No, maybe I’ll skip that one.” You were so not the ‘I’m great at drinking’ person. You were a cheap drunk when it came to alcohol intolerance. and the way you became all talkative and rowdy was like a cherry on top.

“Oh, c’mon stop being the party pooper. A shot or two won’t hurt. Besides it’s my first time.” He stated, whispering the latter part into your ears.

“Believe me or not she’ll really get on your nerves once she’s drunk to the point that you wished you hadn’t known her.” A familiar voice came trailing from behind.

“Nobody asked for your opinion, Mr. great-at-everything.” you retorted back at Jimin who was now standing in front of you and Zeha, finding his statement a little too offensive.

“you know what, zeha, let’s get drunk because party isn’t a party until you have a drink or two.” You stated, ready to show your not-so-supportive best friend, you’re better off even without him. This gal right here is a rebel.

It was way past midnight. More than half of the population now having left the party, it was just a few people here and there in the club including you and Jimin. Zeha left midway between your so-called round of shots saying he had his midnight study session to attend which he couldn’t miss at all cost, but not before apologising to you to leave you hanging. (Told you he’s a nerd.) but that didn’t stop you from drinking.

Jimin came from time to time to check up on you, telling you to stop drinking but you ain’t listening to anyone tonight baby. This girl is gonna have a blast.

Jimin’s POV

I’ve been sitting here for the past 2 hours doing nothing. I could’ve left hours ago had it not been for Y/N, drinking as if these were gonna be the last shots of her life. I went to stop her so many times, but who are we even talking about, she didn’t even listen to me.

“Y/N?” I shaked her passed out body a bit.

“Hmm?” she said lifting her head, squinting her eyes at the figure now standing in front of her.

“let’s go home.”

“Who are you? Wait are you kidnapping me?” there goes her dramatic a**.

“it’s me Jimin, and I’m taking you home no matter what.” I said stating the obvious.

I lifted her up on my shoulders because there’s no way she’s coming on her own. I could hear her protesting and hitting me, but nothing’s stopping me tonight.

In the car

“Jimin-ah, did you know my favourite band are having a comeback on Feb 30. I’m so excited, I even saved up money to buy their album.” She has been babbling about whatever however ever since we entered the car.

“Jimin-ah why did Cedric have to die? I miss him so much.”

“Why did Voldemort kill him? You know what, stop the car right now, I’m gonna kill Voldemort for killing Cedric, he doesn’t have the right to live.”

“Woah, woah calm down. No one’s killing no one. And first of all, stop crying.” You weren’t the type to cry easily, but right now you had no control over your emotions, it was the alcohol in your system that was getting the best of you. The mascara that you spent a good time to apply perfectly, was now sliding across your face along with the tears, making you look like one of those ghosts on Halloween.

Time skip

Author’s POV

“We’re here.” You watch your best friend, humming to himself, go around the car to open the door for you. But the place, it was different. It wasn’t your home.

“Home?” was all you said before coming out exploring the place with your own eyes. It was a mountain top. It was different, a good different. The place was beautiful, it was serene. You had the access to the view of the entire city illuminated with lights, now staring above at you.

“let’s hangout for a while.” He said to get rid of the confusion in your mind.

You two sat down taking in the alluring view before you. Soon you found Jimin taking off his jacket and handing it over to you because the night was getting colder and he didn’t want you catching the cold.

Maybe it was the alcohol but you found the confidence to stare at him wholeheartedly unlike your unusual self who would just steal glances at him. The moonlight softly kissing his face, creating a warm silhouette enveloping his ethereal features. His smile: infectious and gleaming, etched on his lips. his eyes: puffy yet mesmerizing. It was moments like these where you regretted him being your ‘just best-friend’.

“This is my hideout. I come here whenever I feel like I want to escape the reality.” He broke the silence, turning his face to look at you to find your lingering gaze. It was your turn to speak, but the alcohol in your system made you too weak to even process what to say so you nod at his confession instead.

“Hey Jimin.” You call to the guy sitting right beside you to catch his attention.

“If I hadn’t met you in the library, do you think we’d be friends?”

“Nope.” He stated not even hesistating before giving his answer.

“Woah, that’s mean.” You said placing a hand on your heart.

“Because if you weren’t my best friend, I’d have you as my girlfriend.” You swear for a moment you felt like your heart stopped. For a split second you wonder if this is what a cardiac arrest feels like. Even in your drunken self, you reach up to check your pulse and thank God your heart is still pumping.

But soon he breaks into fits of laughter looking at your reaction. “I was kidding pabo.” He said earning a smack from you.

“Yeah, I know.”

“My life is too way too sad for you to be confessing to me.” He raises a eyebrow at your statement.

“And why would you say that.”

“C’mon, leave it. Even if I told you, you won’t be able to do anything.”

“Are you challenging THE Park Jimin, there’s nothing I won’t do for my best friend.”

"what if I said, I love the person sitting beside me, not as a friend but as a man?"

“I love you.” There, you said it. The three words that hold the power to create thousands of butterflies in someone’s stomach and can also break someone’s heart. For you it was the latter case. You were heartbroken because you were afraid to say those specific three words to Jimin. You were afraid to lose him.

You fell in love with your best friend and that's where the problem laid.

You didn’t miss the shock on his face at your confession. He looked as if a deer caught in the headlights. Poor guy didn’t see it coming.

“Yeah, crazy right? I told you, you won’t be able to do anything. Should’ve listened to me. you know, if I was sober, I would have killed myself for saying this to you.”

“I-I don’t know wha-what to say.” He was still in shock. Well, who wouldn’t be? Even you were shocked at your courage. The power alcohol holds.

Heart Me?

HEART ME? SERIES MASTERLIST

Pairing: Jimin x Reader

Genre: Fluff, college au, non-idol au, f2l, s2l

Summary: Your life is pretty boring. Good at studies, a tiny, no wait, a big tiny crush on the campus sweetheart, but that’s normal right? Wait, till your ‘boring life’ get off the track!

Warning: swearing, insecurities.

Pt.1

Pt.2

Pt.3

Heart Me? 02

Pt.1

Heart Me? Series Masterlist

Pairing: Jimin x Reader

Genre: Fluff, Angst if you squint, college au, non-idol au, f2l

Word count: 0.9k

Summary: Your life is pretty boring. Good at studies, a tiny, no wait, a big tiny crush on the campus sweetheart, but that’s normal right? Wait, till your ‘boring life’ get off the track!

Warning: None

Days turned into weeks, and weeks into months, your degree of friendship growing with each passing day to what the world termed as ‘best friends forever’. But so did your feelings for him. Only if you could replace the best friend part with life partners.

You started regretting the day you met him and decided to be friends. For what you thought would be easy, was miles away from easy. Every day knowing that the man you loved could never be yours was hard. Everyday knowing that he had girls far more perfect than you was hard. Everyday knowing that you will always be friend-zoned by him was hard. People say it’s hard to forget someone you love but believe me, it’s even harder to see him with someone else that isn’t you.

“Oh, come on y/n, you’ve got to come with me tonight!” he said still not quitting on convincing you.

“Jimin, this is the hundredth time I’m saying N.O.” you said still not wanting to go to the semester end party thrown by some crazy rich kid.

“So, what, I won’t mind convincing you for the one hundred and oneth time. please y/n” He answered wiggling his eyebrows.

“But why me, you have hundreds of other girls who would be dying to come with you. Go and take them. And you know party is really not my thing.”

“First of all, I don’t want those clingy girls with me and second of all, I want to take you with me because it’s you.” This kid is really stubborn.

“You aren’t gonna budge, are you?”

“Nope. And just think about it, it will be fun.” He clarified with a smile of victory lingering on his face.

“Ok, but no drinking or you would be dead Park Jimin.” You said pointing a gun at him with your hands.

“Yes, your highness.” He said bowing, before breaking into fits of laughter.

“Pick you up at 7” he said before making his way towards his class.

I should better prepare myself for the glares that the girls would be sending me to be at the party with THE Park Jimin. You thought sighing to yourself.

At 6:30

Oh did I ever mention that I suck at doing makeup. After wasting GBs of my data watching makeup tutorials on YouTube nothing was coming to use.

“F**k.” this was the umpteenth time I was swearing after not getting my winged eyeliner perfect. “why can’t I do makeup properly. Do I even have the right to exist?!” you said to yourself while wiping your non-existent tears.

At 7:10

Y/N’s POV

There he was standing by his car looking gorgeous as ever. If perfection could be a person, that would be him. Looking handsome as he ever could in his black suit perfectly ironed complementing his godly body proportions. If I could file a case against him for making my heart race, he would’ve been in jail ages ago.

Jimin’s POV

I’ve been standing here in front of her house for the past 15 minutes, yet I’ve been getting the same text all the time, ‘just a minute. Almost ready’. Girls will be girls.

I wonder what she is even doing, all she does is gather her hair in a ponytail, pull on some clothes her eyes fall upon and put those nerdy glasses on, that’s it. But I’m not complaining, she looks cute though. And it is no other exception.

My train of thoughts were interrupted when I saw a girl walking in my direction. Her wine-red dress perfectly hugging her figure, hair perfectly styled, swaying with the wind.

 Wait, Y/N? no way it’s her. Or maybe it is. Was she always this beautiful or was it just me who failed to notice? Were her eyes always this mesmerizing? It held millions of galaxies in them, and I won’t mind getting lost in them. Guess she was always beautiful but just needed a little makeover.

Her curly hair now left open to dance in the wind. Her ‘not-so brown-eyes that she always hid behind her glasses were staring right through my soul. Her chubby cheeks which I always loved to pinch to which she would always complain about, now perfectly contoured. Her lips painted with blood red lipstick looked kissable as ever. Wait what? Man! am I getting drunk without alcohol even entering my system?

“Jimin? Are you there? “she said waving her hands in front of me.

“Oh ye-yes I’m here.” I said straightening my posture. Way to go Park Jimin.

“I’ve been standing here for what felt like forever. Have some mercy on this fellow, gurl! Don’t tell me you were busy mastering makeup!” he said gesturing you to enter the car while he did too. “huh? how did you know? Wait, can you tell? Do I not look good?” you questioned, your insecurities that vanished few minutes ago coming back at you again.

“No stupid, you look just fine!” he said starting the engine.

“Woah, did THE Park Jimin just compliment me? Compliment sounds weird coming from your mouth.”

“Why would it sound weird, it’s not like I don’t compliment you. And it was not a compliment, I said fine.” He said, a small pout making it’s way to his lips. “oh hello? You just open your mouth to diss me.” You said waving your hand in front of him.

“No, I don’t.” he said getting defensive.

“Yes, u do.”

“No no no.” one thing you loved and hated about your friendship, you both still fight like toddlers, but in the end no matter whose mistake, it would be him in the end always apologizing. (cuz this girl got a ego. 😉)

“Anyway, thank you mademoiselle.” You said sounding dramatic. “haha, what did you say? It’s not mademoiselle, its monsieur, pabo.” He said laughing hysterically, his eyes almost disappearing into thin air. “Whatever.” You rolled your eyes.

Heart Me? 01

Pairing: Jimin x Reader

Genre: Fluff, A bucket full of it, non-idol au, college au

Word count: 0.6k

Summary: Your life is pretty boring. Good at studies, a tiny, no wait, a big tiny crush on the campus sweetheart, but that's normal right? Wait, till your 'boring life' get off the track!

Warning: I got major toothache writing this one, it's way too sweet

A/N: Time for Jimin's series. YAY!!! I really enjoyed working on this one. I hope you guys enjoy it and feedbacks are always appreciated. [sending virtual hugs…]

His eyes…

My favourite pair in which I can get lost forever and wouldn’t mind. The way they turn into tiny crescents when he smiles, was enough to admire them more. I loved his eyes, I loved him. Park Jimin or more like THE Park Jimin. Birthday- 13 oct, height-173.6cm, weight- 61 kg blood type-A. you didn’t even know this much about your own self. The most popular guy, currently in the dance department with everything a girl could ever ask for ranging from looks, fashion to angelic voice and personality.

I’ve had this tiny, no wait, a big fat crush on him ever since that day he saved from getting hit with a basketball that came soaring towards me. With thousands of hot chics around him and my introvert self on top of that, I would probably wouldn’t even make into his ‘the girls to date’ list.

Present day

“Ahh…this so boring!” you were mentally cursing glaring at the book in front of you. This was the moment you started regretting your life decisions. Sitting in the library, going through some colourless anatomy book to help you with your thesis was probably a bad choice.

“Mind if I sit here?” you heard a familiar voice beside you.

There he was, the guy you dreamed to talk to, standing right in front of you. You had rehearsed millions of times in front of the mirror pretending it to be him, but at this moment you felt so helpless. You couldn’t even utter a word. You found yourself slightly nodding to his question. So, there it is, your crush sitting right by your side.

“Y/N, right?” he said wanting to start a conversation.

“He knows my name? he freaking knows my name! ok calm down Y/N. keep it together.” You thought.

“Yeah.”

“You seem to know my name.” you replied trying your best not to sound flustered.

“of course, I do, the clumsy girl at the basketball court.” He said chuckling emphasising the latter part.

You so badly wanted to bury yourself alive right now.

“But you’re cute.” He patted your head smiling. Only if he knew, he was cultivating a whole farm of butterflies in your stomach.

“I always wanted to talk to you but you medical students are so freaking busy! Hats off to you guys for working this hard. If I, were you, I would literally kill my parents for putting me in medical department.” he continued. He is a funny guy as opposed to the so-called image of him being intimidating.

You slowing found yourself getting comfortable with him. Being an introvert, you were never good at socializing. But with him, you somehow felt safe and okay to be yourself. Time seemed to run when you were with him, hours felt like minutes and before you knew it, it was time for your next class.

“oh, it’s 4:47 already, I have class at 5. I should get going.” You said starting to gather your things, ready to leave.

“So, friends?” he asked out of the blue putting forward his hand.

“Yeah, sure.” You said shaking his hand.

“And I guess friends have the right to have each other’s number?” he asked hesitantly, desperate for your number.

Before you knew it, you both were scribbling number on each other’s hands. Glad you decided to come to the library today. It wasn’t a bad choice after all.

“See you around then.” He spoke to you.

“I’m busy, Mr. Park.” you said sarcastically.

“Oh, come on, have some mercy on me, Ms. Future doctor Y/N.” he replied while a foolish grin was plastered on his face, waving to you like a 5-year-old.

Love is in the Air

Pairing: Jeon Jeongguk x Reader

Genre: Fluff overload

Word count: 0.5k

Summary: in which both of you go stargazing.

Warning: None

A/N: I'm so sorry this took so long. it's just that I got sick. but don't worry, I'm all fine now😁. Also, this GIF is not mine.

“Let’s go watch the stars!” he excitedly claps his hands at the brilliant idea that popped into his mind. Now that the both of you were wide awake while the city was fast asleep, a little bit of stargazing wouldn’t hurt, right?

“Last one at the roof treats the other to ice cream.” He whispers, already making a run for it.

“Yah! That’s not fair.” You soon run after him.

You both run as fast as the adrenaline in your bodies could take you, laughing and giggling as you finally reach the door and open it, leading to the rooftop.

The night sky aglow with bright city light flickering and dimming creating the perfect picturesque view. The pale crescent moon against the black backdrop surrounded by an ethereal glow of the stars dotted around it, looking as amazing as it ever could. Beautiful.

“Wooooooow!” he lets out as he stands next to you.

“It’s gorgeous, isn’t it?” you say, your eyes still arrested at the ravishing view before you.

“Hmm, it is, but not as much as you.” There goes his flirty ass. You got used to his flirty ass except for the part where you still get butterflies all over your tummy. That still means you got used to, right?

“It reminds me of the time when you took me to the mountain top in the middle of the night just to say ‘I love you’.” Those memories were still freshly engraved in your mind that came flooding in at the familiar scene. Although you dated this gentleman for 2 years and have been married for a year, those days still felt like yesterday.

“Hmm, it does. I would literally trade anything just to live that moment once again.”

“Koo…”

“Hmm?”

“I love you.” You turn your eyes further away from him as you found yourself losing all of your composure. You mean it when you say, he still has the same effects on you as he did back in the days.

“I love you too.” He whispers as soon as his eyes meet yours allowing your smile to grow exponentially. His hands find their way to your waist while he rests his head in the crook of your neck, swaying both of your bodies along with the wind.

Silence engulfs, both of you clumsily and slowly dancing around with the infinite sky as your audience. You swear you can feel the moon high up there smiling at the lovesick couple. At this moment, as you hold Jungkook’s hands in yours, you’re convinced it’s just you and him in this world. 

And right at this moment, you can feel it- love is in the air. Love is all around you. You found yourself falling all over again for Jungkook. And for some reason it’s not scary. Its not scary when he is right by your side and gazing into your eyes as if tomorrow doesn’t exist.

You rest your head on Jungkook’s chest, eyes closing as the sound of his heart beating resonates your eardrums.

“Thanks for coming to the amusement park with me that day.” He breaks the silence.

“That was the best decision I ever took in my life.”

I Love You

Pairing: Jeon Jeongguk x Reader

Genre: Fluff, domestic au, angst? idk

Word count: 1.4k

Summary: Being a 'not-so affectionate' person, you rarely said I love you. but this was hurting him. So now you're gonna make it up to him.

Warning: None

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Love… What is love?

Strong feelings of affection?

Extreme feelings of attraction and need?

Well, then let me tell you, it’s not just about the loving, sudden feeling of affection and attachment, it’s also about those petty little arguments and conflicts. It’s about the disagreements that comes in with a relationship.

For where there is love, there is life….

On the phone:

Jk: when r u coming home??

Y/n: it might get late, there’s this seminar coming up that I need to prepare for.

Jk: oh… then I’ll get the dinner ready.

Y/n: Ne, gomawo jagiya. (Cheesiness lacing in your voice, while you heard a chuckle on the other end.)

J/k: I’ll wait for you.

Y/n: Don’t stay up late though, you have work tomorrow and we both know how grumpy you can get if u don’t sleep properly. (You said ordering like a mother to her child.)

Jk: Ok eommonie. (Both chuckling at his response.)

Jk: Ok then bye, I love you.

Y/n: I love me too.

Jk: C’mon say it back.

Y/n: What?

Jk: Don’t play dumb. Say you love me.

Y/n: Yeah, yeah whatever.

You were never the type to always go on about boasting about your love for him. Ending each conversation with ‘I love u’s’, was rarely your thing, while Jungkook on the other hand was your complete opposite. True he was not good at showing affection, but he always made sure that you felt loved and cared for.

He always quoted an ‘I love you.’ at the end of every phone call between you two, a form or more like his form of saying “be safe, I need you here with me.” Not gonna lie, u lived for it, although u never gave the typical ‘I love you too.’

Time skip

You heard a beep on your phone, indicating you received a text message making you turn your attention towards your phone. It was none other than your boyfriend.

“The food is on the table.” it read. You were smiling ear to ear. Someone said it true, “when you are in a relationship, the smallest things have the biggest impact.”

You still remember the initial stages of your relationship. It used to be so awkward owing to the so-called introvert personality of both of you. He used to be so shy around you. Words were rarely exchanged. The first time he held your hand, it was so special. It was a magical experience. Forget the butterflies, the whole zoo was dancing in your stomach. A pretty shade of pink evident on your cheek. And even he knew the effect he had on you. You still get teased by him now, on how he could feel your heart palpitating wildly under your fingertips.

Whenever you both fought, instead of hugging you, he would make you your favorite dish to say he wants to make up.

You still have that heartfelt letter he wrote for you on your first anniversary. It was simple, childish yet it was the most adorable thing. In your relationship, ‘sweetness’ had a whole new concept.

Days turned into months, and months into years and you both still look at each other the same way when it all started.

Time skip

At home

“I’m home.” You whispered, more like to yourself, as it was pretty late and you didn’t want to wake him up in case he was sleeping. And yup, you were right. He was sleeping. But at the wrong place.

“I’ve told him a countless number of times not to sleep on the sofa.” You muttered going towards him.

He looked so cute while sleeping. His face squished between his arms and a pout evident on his lips. it should be made illegal to be this cute. You blew on his face in order to wake up this sleepyhead. Your face was so close to his face that all that was left wass to lay a kiss on his face. You laid a quick kiss on his lips.

“Let me sleep.”

“Yah! I told you not to wait for me.” to which he just gave you a smile with his eyes still closed.

“Why didn’t you pick up your phone when I called you?”

“My phone died. I tried doing CPR but I couldn’t bring it back to life.”

“Haha, very funny.”

“I know right.” You both broke into fits of laughter.

“Anyway, can I use your phone, I need to tell the professor that I submitted my thesis.” He gave you his phone without any hesitation. You unlocked his phone by entering the passcode which was your birthday. How sweet. I know right.

You were welcomed by a google tab still waiting to be closed.

If my girlfriend doesn’t say I love you back, does that mean she doesn’t love me? read the words on the search bar.

Your world paused for a moment.

"She doesn’t love me?" as in?

You swear you read the words at least 10 times to make sure your eyes weren’t betraying you or that you were seeing things.

Your eyes immediately went to him. Sitting there scratching his scalp without any clue. Why didn’t you ever realize the fact that you were hurting him indirectly? why couldn’t you notice his pain? The pain that he so skilfully hid behind the mask.

“Are you done?” His words broke your train of thought.

“Oh...yea-yeah, I’m almost done.” You quickly sent the respective message and handed him the phone back.

“I’m going to the bedroom, come quickly but not before you eat your dinner. Arraseo?”

You passed him a nod as an affirmation. He left to the bedroom but not before giving you a smile and a kiss on your forehead.

Time skip

You were laying on your side of the bed with not a single trace of melatonin in your system, with him by your side snoring as if there’s no tomorrow. He secured you tightly by your waist. He had this sensor in his arms that always made its way to your waist whenever you laid beside him no matter how deep in his sleep he was.

The words from earlier were still so fresh in your mind. You were shocked. That would be an understatement. It was a mix of emotions. You were hurt? yeah maybe a bit, but not by him but yourself. You never realized your lack of expression was hurting him, upsetting him.

You didn’t even realize it when tears started escaping your eyes. You were so disappointed with yourself.

Y/N POV

Before I met him, I didn’t even think love was for me. It was something other people had and felt. Something in movies and in TV shows. It felt more like a wish I had than something real. Now that he’s with me, love is so much more tangible. It’s so much more magical than I ever imagined it would be. It’s so much more than a wish or a hope. He is the reality to all my imaginations.

I love him so much more than I could ever convey. But I guess I failed to express it.

“don’t worry Jungkook-ah, I’m gonna make it up to you.”

Time Skip

Author’s POV

Rays of the sun made their way through the window as they always did and fell on his face making him scrunch his face at the ‘sorry, you’re-not-welcome-now’ light. He was never an early bird. It even got you believing that he belonged to the nocturnal category.

“Uhh…” a moan escaped his mouth, not liking the high intensity oh light on his face.

“Y/N, can you close the curtains?” the lack of response got his hands searching for you in the bed where you’d usually be, beside him.

He peeled his eyes open, his eyes roaming around the room searching for you. Not being able to find you, his eyes immediately rushed towards the clock to check if it was already time for you to leave for your work.

‘8:14 am’ it read. That’s when he noticed the sticky note peeping its way around the side table. He picked it up, already knowing it was from you.

‘I got an urgent call from work, so I have to leave early. Also, I wanted to say something, look at your hand.”

His eyes immediately darted towards his palm.

‘I love you.’ written in big bold letters right on his palm. He blushed, the light crimson shade adorning his cheeks. A lovestruck smile lighted up his face, his teeth nibbling his bottom lip. If his heart could squeeze out more love for you, he swore it did at that moment.

“I love you too.”

And he didn’t wash his hands for the whole day.

It's OK

Pairing: Jeon Jeongguk x Reader

Genre: Fluff, a bit angsty, domestic au.

Word count: 1.7k

Summary: you decided to do the infamous 'ignoring my boyfriend prank' on Jungkook and it did not end well.

Warning: None

“I’m off to the bakery” he yells loud enough for me to hear, before closing the door behind him.

“Finally, he’s gone” you mumble to yourself while a wicked smirk was planted on your face. Today you were planning to do the so-called ‘ignoring my boyfriend prank’ on your ‘bunny in a human form’ boyfriend of 2 years. Well, you love doing pranks on him, especially when he gives those priceless reactions. Of course, he hates these pranks but didn’t say anything just because he loves you way too much. you had been working on your plan for the past 1 week. Your plan has to be, NO, should be perfect. Our golden maknae should not get suspicious or his Peter instincts, no I mean ‘Jungkook instincts’ would kick up.

You literally felt like the main character of some detective movie planning on how to fool the bad guy.

“ok guys, so the plan goes like this:

write notes to a random guy.

Ignore him no matter what.

Don’t speak a word.

Last but not least, let’s not fail.”

You announced your plan to your non-existent audience. “Our plan is perfect.” You could already imagine his face, eyebrows furrowed, pout on his lips, his doe puppy-like eyes on the max level which would lead you to melt but not today, today we fight. “fighting, Y/n.”

You were in the living room, sitting on the floor with sticky notes scattered all around you. You were writing notes to a guy which you didn’t know even existed, just to make your boyfie notice that you were ignoring him, since writing notes to each other is one of the romantic things that you do together.

After a good 20 mins, you heard the car being parked in the backyard. You quickly picked up your pen to begin your drama, when you heard the front door opening.

“Babe, you won’t believe it, they had your favorite choco vanilla pastry and limited-edition unicorn donuts, and these were the last ones. If your boyfriend hadn’t come to the rescue, somebody else would’ve taken them. Aren’t you proud of your boyfriend?” he said doing the superhero posture, his hands high up in the air showing you the box of donuts, wiggling his eyebrows, his bunny teeth on full display. You so badly wanted to go and hug him but you knew you had to resist.

He furrowed his eyebrows on seeing the unbothered look on your face. He kept the donuts on the kitchen counter and sat beside you to see what you were so engrossed in, that you couldn’t spare a single glance to your boyfriend.

“Dear Jinyoung…” he read the name that you wrote on the note. He noticed the slight smile that was plastered on your face while you were writing the note to a so-called Jinyoung guy. He could feel the jealousy running through his blood vessels.

“Babe, who’s this Jinyoung? And why are you writing notes for him, it’s our thing right?” he said complaining. Seeing you weren’t even paying attention to him, he became frustrated.

“Babe, why are you ignoring me? Did I do something wrong?”

‘That’s it, the prank is working. Wah, I should have opted for the acting career.’ You thought still not paying attention to him.

You soon became bored with the note thing. Putting the notes and the pen aside, you made your way to the kitchen to drink water. You could see him thunder storming his brain on what went wrong with the side of your eye.

Seeing you get up he soon followed you to the kitchen like a lost puppy.

“Honey, please talk to me. Tell me what I did wrong. We can talk it out right?” he spoke tugging on the hem of your dress. But poor him, you were not planning on ending your prank anytime soon.

He brought forward his hands about to hug you, but you slipped away before he could back hug you.

‘I’m sorry gukkie, I promise I’ll make it up to you later.’ You thought in your mind feeling pity.

“I’ll be upstairs if you need anything.” He uttered before dragging himself towards the stairs. You noticed him, his head hanging low. He looked like a kid whose mother just denied him a chocolate.

“He looked upset.”’

“Should I end the prank?”

“No, then all of my hard work will go to waste.”

“Don’t worry, mi amor. The night is still young.” You mumbled while settling yourself on the sofa. If it weren’t for this prank, you two would’ve been here cuddling each other to death while binge-watching.

Days like these where both of you had day-offs were so rare. With all of his busy schedule from dance practices to the world tours, he hardly could devote his time to you, so whenever he could he made sure you knew that he loved you, that you were the best thing that ever happened to him, that you complete him. True that he’s not good at expressing his feelings but you knew what he meant just by looking at his eyes. His eyes could never lie. His eyes held an entire galaxy inside of them, and you would never mind getting lost in them.

Waking up in each other’s arms, legs tangled in such a way that even Albert Einstein wouldn’t be able to find an equation to solve them, making breakfast or more like brunch together, all day doing nothing but just cuddled up in each other’s embrace while watching some romantic movies that were so cheesy that even the cheesiest pizza in the world would shy away, but who’s complaining, was like the daily routine on days like these.

Jungkook POV

What did I do wrong?

Is she being moody because of her periods? But the date is next week.

Did something happen at her workplace?

But who’s this Jinyoung guy? Some new charming dude at her workplace, that’s totally her type? No, no she wouldn’t fall for some lad just like that. She loves me and only, that’s what she said right?

Or did she fall out of love? Even just thinking about the possibilities, my heart ached. But I know her, her love for me wouldn’t die just like that. C’mon Jungkook, everything is fine. Even if Y/N falls out of love which I know wouldn’t happen, I would let her go, her happiness is the top priority. I can do that right? NO, NEVER. If she falls out of love, I’ll make her fall in love with me all over again.

Time skip

“If you guys have to keep working together, I want you to quit your job”

“Why should I quit?”

“Because it bothers me. I don’t like seeing you talking to him or even looking at him”

“Without your permission, I’m not allowed to work or meet friends? Then if I’m not okay with something , would you be able to give it up?”

“no, no guys, please don’t break up!” You were living up to the name of ‘couch potato’, sitting on the couch, munching on some chips and binge-watching.

“you’re my favorite couple and you can’t just break up.” You said, already swearing at the director who planned on such a heart-wrenching twist.

You felt a pair of arms finding its way through your waist and a weight on your shoulder. You were so engrossed in the drama that you didn’t even realise a human walking up to you and even sitting beside you. To all the kidnappers out there, please don’t kidnap me😥.

Jungkook had been surprisingly silent from the very moment he came and sat down. Is he sleeping? But he is so not the type who would sleep and not snore. He’s even known for the same among the members.

You felt something wet on your shoulders. Is he drooling? Woah, now he’s gonna get teased for at least a month.

Wait! He isn’t crying, right?

You looked down in order to have a look at his face to realize that this gentleman right here was bawling his eyes out.

“Omo! Jungkook-ah.” you panicked. You never in a hundred years thought he would end up crying.

“Are you gonna break up with me? Are you not in love with me anymore? are you gonna leave me? Please don’t. I can’t leave without you. I really love you.” Did he really think you fell out of love? YOU fell out of love with THE JEON JEONGGUK. Never in a million years.

“Hey, nooooo, look at me.” You cupped his face which was now in a shade of red due to sobbing. Now you felt guilty for doing the prank in the first place.

“Who said I was gonna leave you and on top of it, break up???”

“you’ve been ignoring me the whole day.” You sighed not finding the courage in yourself to lay down the truth, ‘I was pranking you because I thought it was fun’. It was a bad idea after all.

“I’m the one to blame. Ok, so I know that when I say the truth out loud, you’re probably not gonna talk to me for being this cruel. But I’m really sorry. I really am. I never expected you to cry. I guess at the end of the day, I am stupid just like you always said. So, the thing is……. *sigh*……. It was a prank.” There it is. The truth lying naked in front of him. you had your eyes shut the whole time still not being able to find braveness anywhere inside of you.

There was silence for damn 60 seconds. Believe me, 60 seconds are really looooooooooooooong.

“Does that mean you still love me?” isn’t his brain aware of the fact that he is supposed to be angry now?

You nodded your head slowly opening your eyes finding the situation not too scary.

“Does that mean you won’t break up?”

Nod

“Does that mean you won’t leave me?”

Nod

“Are you mad at me?” you enquired finding the bay way too clear.

“As long as you love me, it’s ok.” You could see the halo glowing on his head and a pair of wings unfold from his back. How can he be such a sweetheart?

“Jungkook-ahhhh.” Now you were the one crying. “Sorry, I feel soo bad. I swear I won’t do it again. I promise.” you could feel him wrapping his arms around you in order to comfort you.

“Hey, it's ok.”

That's How You Start a War

Pairing: Jimin x Reader

Genre: Fluff, A bucket full of it. established relationship, non-idol au.

Word count: 1.5k

Summary: you can sneeze at your girlfriend but don't ever eye roll at her. yup! that's the summary and the moral.

Warning: this can give you cavities. (it's sweet😉)

A/N: I wrote this for my best friend aka my partner in crime, but decided to post it. I hope you guys enjoy it. [sending virtual hugs...]

“Okay, that’s it for today. Be sure to submit your thesis by the end of this week.” The professor said before making her way out of the class.

“So, Y/N, the usual?” your best friend asked appearing out of nowhere, shoving her hands on your shoulder watching your figure hurriedly packing all your supplies into your bag or more like shoving them into your bag. Before she knew it, she witnessed your figure running out of the class so fast that even light would become jealous.

You were in your 1st year studying medicine, while your lovely boyfriend of 2 years was in the IT department. You never got to see him owing to the busy schedule and the different departments but you still made sure to have lunch with him during the break.

Your eyes couldn’t spot his petite figure among the countless number of students gathered for their lunchtime which was very unusual. He was the kind of guy who would just run to you to give you a bone-crushing hug as soon as you entered the mess(canteen) before whispering tons of I love you’s and I miss you’s. a tap on your shoulder interrupted your train of thoughts.

“Being sneaky today huh, Mr. Park?” you asked before turning 180° expecting it to be Jimin, but you were welcomed by his best friend aka soulmate, Taehyung.

“Jimin didn’t come today. He called in sick. I wasn’t supposed to tell you this as Jimin had strictly prohibited me from doing so but I couldn’t help, Afterall you’re his girlfriend and you have every right to know. Something, that dumbo won’t understand.” He recited the whole scenario.

“Ahh…okay. Thanks, Tae, for informing me, or Mr. Jiminiepabo would’ve never told me.” He laughed at the nickname you just gave to your beloved boyfriend.

“I’ll take my leave now. Bye Y/n.” he said before going over to his group of friends.

Now, knowing that your boyfriend was sick, all you wanted to do was bunk school and take care of him until he felt better but all you could do at the moment was wait for the school to get over before you could rush towards him.

Time skip

Standing in front of his apartment inhabited by him and probably some rats, you took out the spare keys he once gave you to use in case of emergencies. On opening the door, you were welcomed by nothing but silence. The living room was a mess with books, clothes thrown here and there as if they owned the territory.

You quickly mounted your way up the stairs to his bedroom ready to scold him for not telling you but the sight before your eyes made you forget all that was on your mind. There he was sleeping wrapped in a pile of blankets like a burrito.

Softly parting his hair that fell on his forehead blocking your vision of his face, you analyzed his temperature. You could tell he at least had a 105 F fever, yet this man didn’t want to share the fact with his girlfriend.

Somewhere deep inside you regretted the decision that you took medicine instead of its comparatively easier counterparts. but it was moments like this that you felt proud for choosing the medical stream. Or who would treat your poor baby!!!

“Y/N?” Jimin called out your name removing you from your thoughts.

“Did you wake up? I’m sorry I didn’t mean to wake you up.”

“When and why did you come here?”

“And what is that question of yours supposed to mean? Of course, I came here to treat and look after you.” You said stating the obvious.

“But I’m fine, after I take my meds, I will be fit as a fiddle.”

“Says the one, who still hasn’t taken any meds.”

“Ahh, you got me there.” He said dramatically placing his hand on his heart (on the wrong side) as if he got shot.

“For your kind information Mr. Park, your heart is on the other side.” You said while he scratched the back of his neck due to embarrassment.

“Do you even know how worried I was when I got to know that you were sick? I swear Park Jimin if you were not sick, you would’ve been lying on your deathbed already because I would’ve killed you. Why do you even date a doctor when you don’t want to get yourself treated by her. Just think about it, you neither have to pay for the consultation fees nor the medicines. I want to beat you so bad right now, I swear Jimin if you keep anything hidden from me now, I won’t talk to you.” You kept on with your babbling, non-stop complaints oozing from your mouth, while you picked out his medicines. All the while Jimin kept staring at you looking ever so cute complaining with a pout.

Jimin kept on wondering how did he get so lucky to have you by his side.

“Here, take your meds.” You gave him his medicine which he took in no time without complaining which took you by surprise because the Park Jimin you knew, could go hours and hours on his hatred for pills.

“I’ll go and make soup for you.” You turned to make your way to the kitchen when he said,

“I love you.” Time seemed to stop at that moment. Just like in the movies, everything was going in slow motion. A soft smile playing on his lips, his eyes twinkling, the sunlight from the windows kissing his skin ever so gently, everything was so ethereal. Yup! this man right here is your boyfriend and there’s no denying it. It’s not the first time he said nor was it like he never said it, but every time he did it immediately teleported you to cloud 9. The feeling of euphoria and the butterflies in your stomach overtake you every time those words hit your eardrum. 

“Woah, that was so random.” You managed to decipher without stuttering despite the utter chaos inside of you, to which he just smiled and dismissed you. “Now go.”

Time skip

A loud crash echoed in the apartment when you accidentally nudged the tall glass of water from the counter. Pieces of the broken glassware were scattered all over the wooden floor and for a few seconds, you only stared at them mindlessly with a wince on your face clueless about what to do. 

“Y/N?” soon after, there’s a voice calling for you. The voice of your beloved boyfriend. The voice wanting to ask you millions of questions, are you ok? are you hurt somewhere? What was that sound?

 “Don’t worry Jimin-ah, I’m not hurt, and don’t you dare come downstairs unless you’d want me to whoop your ass.” You answered all his questions even before they were thrown at you.

You collected all the shards of broken glass and got back to your cooking, making sure your clumsy ass did not act up again.

Time skip

With the soup ready and served, you placed it carefully on the tray before making your way upstairs.

“Yah! I told you to rest up, why are you on your phone? It can strain your eyes.” You snatched away his phone, placing the bowl of soup carefully on his lap.

“I’m sorry mom.” He apologized holding his ears making you chuckle. Damn, if being cute was a crime, Park Jimin would be guilty as charged. Oh, how you wanted to always keep him in your pocket, away from this cruel world.

“Now eat it before it gets cold.”

As he was about to take up his first spoon, he pulled it away gently, scrunching his nose as if about to sneeze.

“What happened?”

“I was about to sneeze.” He said, his sneeze now long gone. “Aaaa.” He opened his mouth wide, curious to taste the soup which you made so lovingly for him, just for him. You forwarded the spoon in order to feed him but… “Achoo.” There goes the sneeze. Great!

Y/N’s POV

Jimin opened his eyes, finally relieved now that the tickling sensation in his nose was gone, only for the reality to hit him. He sneezed right on your face. Oh wait, did I tell you, he’s got a clumsy ass?

“OMG. I’m so sorry Y/N. I didn’t mean it.” he apologized, panic visible on his face while he grabbed the towel lying by his side, quickly patting my face with it. Aww, how adorable he looked. Are you sure he’s a human?

AUTHOR’s POV

Oh, how scared he was, not knowing how you would react. You were here helping him, while he just sneezed right on your face. The perfect plot to upset your girlfriend. Or maybe not.

You broke into hysterical laughter finding the whole situation funny, while Jimin was confused all along. Why were you laughing when he sneezed right on your face?

“Really Jimin? On my face?”

“I’m sorry, it was just so sudden.” The pout on his lips, can I kiss him already.

“But still…” you managed to let out in between your laughter.

“Don’t make me feel worse than I already am.” He complained.

“Ok ok, am sorry. But you should’ve looked at your face. You looked as if you committed a crime.”

“Yeah yeah, whatever.” He rolled his eyes, not liking your continuous teasing.

“Did you just roll your eyes at me? PARK JIMIN YOU ARE SO DEAD.”

And that’s how you start a war.

We want part 2 for thatttttt

part 2??? Maybe or maybe not😏

Does The Recycle Bin Has It All has a part 2?

right now, NO...........but if you want it, u got it😉

The Recycle Bin Has It All

Pairing: dad!Jeon Jeongguk  x mom!Reader

Genre: Fluff, Angst, Domestic au

Word Count: 2.1k

Summary: Jungkook is angry because your son accidentally deleted his files. Those files are lost forever, are they or are they not?

Warning: Maybe just the word, "a**". For the rest: "The bay is clear, my fellow officer." hehe

A/N: I wrote this a long time ago and I'm finally posting it. YAHoooooooo. please give it lots of love and feedbacks are always appreciated. (ik the GIF is a bit looooong, but can't help it, JK LOOKS HOT🔥🔥🔥).

“Get it, Let it, Roll...” here you were singing a random song that just came up to your mind. You were watering the plants by the window, as the sun shone brightly kissing your face, accompanied by the chirping of the birds. “Everything is so perfect today” you say to yourself as you scrunched your face at the high intensity of the sunlight.

Suddenly you felt a tugging on the hem of your dress. You looked down to find the love of your life Jeon jr. standing there with a sweet smile plastered on his face.

“Eomma”

“Hmm…” you responded

“Guess what am I wearing?” You looked carefully at him to find him wearing a grey hoodie and sweatpants. The sweater paws made him look extremely tiny. He was the true definition of cuteness overload…well, he had good genes.

“Your grey hoodie?” you answered him taken aback by his sudden question.

“Nope” he immediately shook his head welcoming a frown on your face. Well, what else is he wearing? You started to ponder.

“Want me to tell you?” he asked earning a nod from you.

“The smile you gave me” he answered followed by a chuckle. You unknowingly blushed at his statement making you look like a freshly harvested red tomato. You couldn’t believe the fact that your son was literally flirting with his own mother.

“Woah…sannie-ah, what’s with the sudden buttering? did your appa teach you this? I really need to teach your appa a good lesson.” You knew Jungkook was the one who taught him, considering the fact that he himself was good at flirting, but you never knew that he would teach his five-year-old kid to flirt. Jeonsan didn’t even know the meaning of ‘flirt’.

And you knew what was coming next.

“Eomma, can I play Super Mario on appa’s pc?” he asked you with his puppy eyes, the infamous weapon, something the Jeons were really good at. But being his mother, you had to deny knowing the fact he has been playing games a lot recently which is really not good for him.

“No.” you responded placing a stone on your heart earning a pout from him. Why he had to be this cute?

“Sannie, you know right that you’ve been playing games a lot recently. It’s not good for your eyes or your brain. you can play any outdoor game, ok? I won’t object.” He immediately started whining and convincing you that he won’t play too many games and that he would a good boy from now. Seeing you not changing your mind, he started listing the disadvantages of outdoor games, one of them being that he could get a tan from the sun. he was really good at convincing you, like father-like son.

“Ok, you can but on eomma’s pc. You know right appa’s pc has many of his work saved, which we really don’t want to mess up with.” You finally gave in, impressed by his absurd reasons.

“But your pc doesn’t have Super-Mario.” he stated.

“Then play some other game.”

“But I want to play Super Mario. I promise I won’t mess up his works.” He again started attacking you with his weapon- the puppy eyes.

“Ok, ok but I’m going to supervise you, just to be sure.” You wanted to be double sure knowing the fact that Jungkook works day and night on his songs, and you didn’t want to be the reason that his masterpiece ruined.

Time skip

Jungkook was back home after his daily practice. You always admired the fact that no matter how much tired he was, he would always find time for his family.

He was working on some songs on his pc in the studio after having a hearty family dinner together, while you were doing house chores and Jeonsan was watching a cartoon.

“Y/N” he called loudly from his studio, sounding extremely scary. You quickly rushed to his studio.

“What happened, kookie?” you asked wanting to know the reason why he was sounding this scary.

“Did you use my pc again?” he asked you coldly. Yes, you had once used his pc without his permission as yours got broken, when you accidentally deleted his mixtape. And that was an incident you never wanted to be reminded of again.

“Why, did something happen?”  just praying not expecting the answer to what you expected it to be. But guess what, luck wasn’t on your side today because that was exactly what happened.

“I can’t find my file.” He answered coldly, still focused on finding his file.

“It must be somewhere.” You answered, still a tint of hope lingering in your voice.

He scoffed sarcastically.” So, my prediction was correct, huh?”

“How many times have I told you to stay away from my studio. Are you that much stupid to not understand my words or is it that you don’t want to? Can’t you see I’m working my ass off day and night but you are always there to ruin it. How do you even manage to do it.” He burst out suddenly making you flinch. He looked really scary when he was mad. Droplets of tears were forming in the corner of your eye. You would be lying if you said his words didn’t affect you.

“Get out before I do something which I would regret later.” You quietly went out of his studio.

 He was frustrated, yes, he was frustrated and he didn’t mean any of those words, you were constantly convincing yourself. You wanted to break down then and there but Jeonsan was still awake. He wouldn’t like it if he saw you in this condition.

“Eomma…” you turned around at the familiar voice. He looked as if he was on the verge of crying.

“Why did you lie to appa?” his voice cracked. So, he heard it all. Getting down on his level. You ran your hand through his hair to get a better look at his face.

“Why are you crying?” and yes, he could read your face like an open book. Sometimes you wonder if he was really 5-years-old. He hugged you like there was no tomorrow, finally breaking down in your arms.

“I’m sorry Eomma. I should’ve listened to you. I shouldn’t have played on his pc. It’s all my fault. I really didn’t mean to do it. Because of me, appa shouted at you. I’m really sorry.” He was constantly whispering these words. You picked him up and brought him to his bedroom.

“Look at me.” You said but he immediately shook his head.” I said look at me.” This time he did. Your eyes softened at his tear flushed cheeks and red eyes.

“I’m sorry Eomma, I’m a bad son. You must be hating me, right?” you were quick to shush him by putting a finger on his mouth to stop him from further blaming himself.

“Who said you’re a bad son, you’re the most adorable, sweetest and best son I could ever ask for. And never in my entire lifetime, I would hate you. I love you with all my life. You know I love you right?” he nodded his head. “Then stop crying, my sannie looks handsome only when he is smiling.” You wiped off his tears. “And about appa’s file don’t worry, eomma will manage. Now go to sleep, it’s past your bedtime.” you tucked him under the covers and gave him a goodnight kiss. You yourself went to your shared bedroom as all you wanted right now was to let out all your caged emotions. But little did you know that your beloved son had something else going on in his little brain.

As soon as you left him, he quietly made his way out of his bedroom making sure you didn’t see him. With pussyfoot steps he went to Jungkook’s studio, he opened the door as still as a mouse. There sat his appa massaging his temples out of frustration of how everything turned out.

Jungkook’s POV

‘I was guilty’ would be an understatement. I know what she did was wrong, totally wrong but I shouldn’t have lashed at her like this, Afterall she didn’t do it purposely. I so badly wanted to go and say sorry for yelling at her but I had loads of work piled up. I had to stay up all night in order to finish all of it.

“Appa…” I heard a voice coming from behind.

“Sannie-ah aren’t you asleep yet and I’m sorry I can’t play with you today.” I trailed off, still focused on my work.

“It’s not about that.” This time I turned my head towards my son but what I saw next broke my heart. There he was standing with tears constantly making way to his cheeks while he was wiping them with his sweater paws. I immediately extended my hands toward him signaling him for a hug. He quickly came jumping onto my lap.

“Why is my little prince crying, hmm?”

“I-I am s-sorry appa.” That was all he said.

“Why sorry? What are you sorry for?” I asked him still caressing his back.

“Please don’t be mad at Eomma, she didn’t do anything. I was the one who played games on your pc. She warned me but I didn’t listen to her. I’m really sorry, I promise I won’t do it again. I didn’t know how or when your work got deleted. It’s all my fault.” He trailed off, still continuing to blame him.

“Hey, kiddo, what you did was wrong ok? You shouldn’t have asked for it after Eomma warned you, right?” I said immediately earning a nod from him.

“Now, what’s done is done. Don’t blame yourself and first things first, stop crying. See appa isn’t even mad at you. So shouldn’t you be smiling? Come on and give me your million-dollar smile.” He immediately smiled at my comment.

“Now come on, let’s get you to bed.” I picked him up making way to his room. Tucking him into his covers, I made sure that he was asleep before making my way out of his room.

“Ah…” I sighed loudly knowing how much I messed up. I didn’t even let her explain. I shouted at her for the mistake she didn’t even do in the first place. I made my way to our shared bedroom knowing that the first and foremost thing that I had to do right now was to apologize to her.

“Is she asleep already? Should I wake her up?” I pondered looking at her figure wrapped up in her blankets like a burrito.

Sniff…sniff…

Ok she isn’t asleep

Author’s POV

Jungkook nudged on her shoulders to let her know of his presence. But there goes our Oscar-worthy actress, pretending to be asleep.

“I know you’re not asleep.” Was all he said to get her up. “Koo…. I’m sorry. I know you worked really hard and I’m proud of it but I didn’t mean to delete it or anything.  You know what, I know a lil bit of hacking, I’ll hack into your computer then maybe we can retrieve your file huh? That would work right?” she started babbling. “Shush…” He engulfed her in his arms. “Hacking is to gain unauthorized access to a computer, and why would you hack if you know the password to my computer? Moreover, hacking can’t be used to retrieve files, pabo.”

“Ottoke, Jungkook-ah. I feel so horrible.”

“Yah! Stop with your crying, you know you look really ugly right now, right?” He said wiping off her tears. But that only brought more tears.

“Sannie told me everything. He was the one who played games right? I’m sorry for yelling at you earlier. I should’ve let you explain first. And before you say something, it’s ok, I’ll just pull an all-nighter and write the songs all over again.” He said to calm her down a bit. Writing all of the songs all over again wasn’t an easy task. But if it meant his y/n would stop crying, what more could he ask for.

“Why are you so calm, aren’t you supposed to be trusfrated? And what do you mean, you will write the songs all over again, are you a machine? She said getting frustrated herself. “Yah! What do you take me for? I’m The golden maknae, there’s nothing that’s impossible for me.” He said emphasizing the word “the”, earning a chuckle from her.

“C’mon, smile a little for me. do you even know how ugly you look right now? I swear this face is gonna haunt me for a week.” he said earning a hit to his chest. “By the way, did you check the recycle bin?” y/n asked lifting her head from his chest. “Oh shit.”

Happiness Personified😁😄

[all the credits to it's rightful owner]

This is one of my all-time favorites.

30 and jungkook please

Although you didn’t exactly know what was supposed to go on at a bachelor party, you were more than sure that receiving a call from the groomsman at a little past midnight for you, the bride, to go comfort your soon-to-be husband, was not a part of it.

Yet somehow here you were, feeling the loud music through your whole body as you entered the place his friends had rented for such event and followed Taehyung over to where Jeongguk was – a small pout forming in your lips at the miserable sight of your fiancé, who was sitting down by the bar with his elbows resting on top of it as his face was hidden in his hands and his body trembled with each breath he took.

“Hey” you spoke as softly as the music allowed you to, taking a seat next to him. “What’s wrong?”

He shook his head in denial, and you were not sure he knew it was you the one speaking to him at all.

“Guk-ah” you grabbed one of his hands, holding it tightly in yours when his bloodshot eyes finally met yours. “Why are you crying?”

That sentence alone felt as if you had unleashed a river of tears, not believing he could cry any harder at this point.

However, he said nothing, instead clumsily reaching for the phone in his pocket and looking for something on it before he handed it to you. Your eyebrows furrowed at the sight of the conversation you had held only an hour ago; one in which he had flirted with you like he still did every day and you teasingly answered by saying you were getting married to someone in two days.

You were clueless. Absolutely clueless as to what was wrong with that particular conversation.

“I don’t understand…”

Jeongguk snorted, with zero signs of amusement in said action whatsoever. “You’re engaged” he stated, his voice breaking just like your heart at the sound of that. Not giving you the chance to speak, he slurred: “How can I not... cry when I j-just found out that the person I love is... getting married?”

“Yes, to you!” you immediately shouted over the music.

Well, that had seemed to stop his crying.

Although his eyes had been glossy before because of the tears in them, you could see now their shine was caused by a whole different feeling, and a pretty good one at that – the bright bunny smile taking over his face being all the confirmation you needed.

“You’re saying that... I proposed and you said yes?”

Your disapproving eyes instinctively went to lock with Tae’s a few meters away from you. Seriously, how many drinks had the guys given him?

“Mhm…” you confirmed, focusing your attention back on your fiancé.

He giggled. “And I’m the one you will marry in two days and will spend the rest of your life with?”

Now, although you were dying to let out a snarky remark as your reply, you didn’t find it in you after seeing the blissful expression in his face. That and the fact that he would probably start crying again if you said anything other than ‘yes’ to answer his question.

So, with a smile of your own, you opened your mouth to say: “Yes, Jeongguk. You’re the one I’m marrying and spending my life with”.

This time the giggle that escaped his lips was followed with a peck to your lips as his hands cupped your face.

“Are you okay now?” you wondered with a small laugh, cupping his face as well to gently wipe his tears away with your thumbs.

He replied with a smile and a nod of his head, receiving a sweet kiss from you on the tip of his red nose. “I’m glad I won’t have to fight anyone now”.

You threw your head back to let out a loud laugh. “You were literally crying your eyes out, you wouldn’t scare a fly if you wanted to, you softie”.

Jeongguk’s jaw fell down in pure offense, opening his mouth to defend his pride yet the alcohol and its effect on him not allowing him to come up with any remotely coherent clap back. Not like he cared anyway, for you had used the small gap in between his lips to place your own, kissing him softly and then smiling at the way his warm fingers grabbed your chin to intensify the kiss.

“Okay, I b–” you chuckled when his mouth pressed once again on yours, catching your words mid-sentence, “I better leave you and the guys alone now. The night’s still young”.

“Am I not supposed to leave with my wife?” he wondered, grabbing your hand as he watched you stand up from your seat.

You bit down on your lower lip to suppress a smile. “Not on your bachelor party” you stated the obvious. “And… yeah, not your wife yet”.

“Yet” he emphasized with a smug smile, earning a visible roll of eyes from you. “Call me when you get home safely, future Mrs. Jeon”.

You snorted at his sappy yet heartwarming ways, feeling him let go of your hand. “Hopefully you’ll remember who I am in a few more minutes”.

“Hey” he scolded you just with the pouty tone of his voice. “I may forget I’m the one you’re marrying but I would never forget about you altogether”.

Well, that was... oddly reassuring.

A Kiss, Not Under The Mistletoe

Pairing: Jeon Jeongguk  x Reader

Genre: Fluff

Word Count: 1.9k

Summary: It’s finally that time of the year!!! It’s Christmas everybody!!! but what could be more tragic than not having your boyfriend by your side? But don’t worry, I’ve got it all under control ;)

Warning: Just tooth-aching fluff. That’s it.

A/N: Heys guys!!!  This is my first ever fanfic. i really gave it my best, and i hope you guys will like it.💖💖💖. This is not my gif, all credits to its rightful owner.

Street corners full of Santas ringing bells, small yet dazzling Christmas trees set up in the shops, happiness etched on everybody’s faces but here you were walking on the streets all alone sulking. You had looked forward to this day so much. You even spent countless nights planning what you were going to do with your boyfriend. You wanted to decorate the Christmas trees with him, bake cookies together, walk the streets together, Afterall it was your first Christmas together, but everything went in vain. He couldn’t join you, since the comeback was around the corner, all of the guys had to stay late practicing.

“Kookie…” you sighed out loud, your meter of ‘how much I miss him’ about to explode. But everything aside, you were on your way to Hybe building to surprise him. If you couldn’t spend the day with him, at least you could wish him a Merry Christmas.

A grand Christmas tree was kept in front of the building indicating it was not any Hybe building but THE Hybe building. You called him. He picked up after a few rings.

                                                                                                                            Y/N: Hey kookie!

JK: Hey!

Y/N: If you don’t mind, can you come downstairs? A package is waiting for you.

You immediately cut the call, knowing he would throw dozens of questions over you. Not long enough you saw a masculine figure coming towards you.

“Y/N? when did you come?”

“Why didn’t you tell me that you were coming?”

“why don’t you have your winter scarf on? You know it's cold right?”

You immediately shushed him by putting your index finger on his lips to stop his train of questions. Little did you know that his heart was about to jump out of his chest just by the little gesture that you did.

“I thought you would be happy that I came to see you, but you are scolding me here. I just couldn’t help but miss you.” You complained being all pouty.

“did you miss me?” he asked or more like teasing you while a foolish smirk was plastered on his face.

“of course I did. Is that even a question?” you asked stating the obvious.

“how much?” he wiggled his eyebrows not giving up on his teasing.

Not a single combination of the 26 alphabets could express how much you loved this guy in front of you. True, he was short-tempered, over-protective, and possessive, but that’s who he truly was and you loved him for that. Everyone has some flaws and that’s what makes them who they truly are. That’s what makes them perfectly imperfect. The world would have been so boring if everyone would have been perfect.

“well………you don’t know how much I miss you every single moment you’re not by my side. Whenever you’re not with me, I just can’t help but can’t stop thinking about you, about when can I get to see you again. I miss the way you pinch my cheeks, boop my nose, tease me, annoy me, give me weird nicknames, and literally everything. You don’t know how much I treasure these little moments, our little moments. I can’t help but blush over the fact that you are my one, my other half, my man. I love the way you hold my hand and occasionally squeeze them, cup my face so carefully as if it would break any second, how you get jealous whenever I talk to other guys, the way your ears turn red whenever I make a move, the way you never fail to cheer me up. I want you to know that no word can describe how much I miss you, every single moment.” You let out the little confession speech that you were so not prepared for, emphasizing the last three words.

When you met his eyes, they were glossy, making him look as if he was crying? You did not have even a single idea about how overwhelmed he was. Sure he was just teasing you but he never knew that you would take it seriously and let out all your true feelings about how much you adored and loved this human being. Being an introvert and ‘actions speak louder than words’ believer you never went on always mentioning “I love you’s” at the end of each conversation. Rather you would express your love through the tiniest actions ranging from always making sure that he was eating well and not overworking himself to writing long essays on how much of a wonderful human and an idol he was on fan sites through a fake account(he doesn’t need to know the latter part). He was overwhelmed not just because of your words but because this was the first time you confessed except for the time when you proposed. Although he never failed to assure you that you were loved, that you were treasured.

“Kookieee…. are you crying? Did I say something wrong? I’m so sorr-” you immediately apologized thinking maybe you said something that you weren’t supposed to, but he immediately denied it by vigorously shaking his head.

“I-I… it’s just that I- “he was at a loss of words. Finally, after getting his mind together, he held both of your hands in his own.

“it’s just that I am very thankful to you for everything from coming into my life to taking my hand to venture out into the journey of love. Out of all the decisions that I ever made, choosing you as my life partner is something that I would never regret. And how stupid of me, despite spending so much time with you, I never realized that your confession would be this satisfying to hear.” He said followed by a chuckle, while all this while you were adoring each of his little actions to treasuring his words with a smile, the smile that he fell in love with.

Silence engulfed both of you. It wasn’t an awkward one, but a much-needed one. No words were exchanged, just two pairs of eyes communicating as if they met after years of longing.

Soon, the silence broke when you heard a cute voice, gaining both of your attention.

“Dad, I also want a girlfriend like Y/N noona. Can you please get me one?” both of you chuckled.

It was their choreographer son sung-deuk’s son, Moa.

“I’m sorry, we didn’t mean to eavesdrop nor intervene. It’s just that he was stubborn enough to neither go nor let me go.” He said pointing towards his son and immediately leaving the place after bowing. You could still hear Moa’s fading voice in the hallway begging his father to get him a girlfriend and that he will be a good kid. ‘Poor kid’ you thought in your mind.

“See, this is why I get jealous when you talk with other guys. You’re all anybody could ask for in a girlfriend, everybody is head over heels for you. It’s illegal to be this nice, you know?” he said being all pouty and whiny.

“Hey, you can’t get jealous over a child.”

“But he is a boy Afterall. What if he steals you from you me from me when he grows up?”

“I might become a granny by then.” You replied casually referring to your age by then.

“Granny of our grandchildren? I don’t mind if that’s the case.” He stated with a visible smirk on his face.

“yah!” you hit him playfully while hiding your flushed cheeks with the other hand while your beloved boyfriend was laughing his ass off at the amount of control his words had on you.

“oh! Here, I brought you and the boys and staff some cookies. I made them, ‘baked with love.” You said the later part dramatically while you handed him the two boxes of cookies from your sling bag.

“the purple one is for you and the other one for the boys and the staff.” You said pointing to the two pretty boxes with pretty bows tied to them one of them being purple, his favorite color.

“ooo, a special one for me.” He said giggling.

“hmm, it has a note inside.”

“of how much you love me?” he said referring to your earlier confession and knowing how much of an introvert you were.

“no, of all of the complaints that I have. I had planned so much for today and looked forward to it. But guess what, my dear boyfriend is busy.” You said sternly.

“hey, I’m sorry. Of course, I wanted to spend this day with you, our very first Christmas. I wanted to make special memories of this day. I really am sorry.” He said feeling apologetic. If it hadn’t been for this work, he would’ve been making special memories with you.

“Guk-ah it’s ok. Even this moment is special and would go down in our love story. Don’t feel sorry, yeah I’m sad that we weren’t able to spend the day together, but knowing that my boyfriend is working to put a smile on the faces of all of the armies out there is indeed something to be proud of you know.” You said stating the obvious.

“I’m lucky to have you.” He was amazed at how understanding you were, while all the other girlfriends would plan on a silent treatment for their boyfriend.

“And also thank you for the cookies. I’m damn sure, hyungs are going to sing that shalalalalalalala song for this special cookie.” Both of you chuckling at the fact that he stated.

“Y/N?”

You hummed in response.

“I really wish I could have recorded your confession. I could’ve listened to it every night and whenever I was feeling down. It was somehow soothing.”

“Why record it when you have your girlfriend right by your side. you can call me.”

“So, you’ll confess whenever I’ll call?”

“uh-huh, correction. Not every time you call, just when you’re feeling down.”

“at least something’s better than nothing.” He spoke.

“I should really get going now. I took too much of your time.” You said getting ready to leave.

“I wish we could spend some more time together.” He said sadness lingering in his voice.

“don’t worry, we’ll spend lots and lots of time together after you are done with your comeback stuff, ok?” you said bringing up hopes.

“Hmm…we will,” he said cutely nodding his head. Is this the ‘sexiest man alive? Nah, I don’t think so, he’s way too cute. You thought.

Soon it started snowing, the cold wind kissing your figures ever so gently, sending shivers down our spine. In a distance, you can hear the laughter and shrieks of children as they enjoy the snowfall.

Y/N POV

“you should get going before you get cold.” He spoke worrying as I was wearing a thin coat that did a minimum job of keeping me away from cold. While he worrying over me, I was busy admiring his features before I saw a snowflake sliding down his nose. You don’t know how and why you felt the sudden urge to kiss his nose. It looked way too kissable at the moment.

Before you could register what you were doing, you found yourself tip-toeing on your toes to reach his height and placing a quick peck on the tip of his nose. You quickly ran away from there out of shyness as this was the most intimate moment you ever had. But you didn’t fail to notice his wide eyes, unable to process what happened a few moments ago.

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