Happiness Personified

Happiness Personified😁😄

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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.

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.”

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

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.

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.