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1 year ago

taehyung

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ttaekyo

1 year ago

♪ baby,you burn so hot ♪

ㅤ ࿙˖ ֗ ˖ 🧷 ⋆ ࣪ ♬ ۪ 𝆬 𔓘 ⭑🍷♪ 𝅄 ۟ ˚◌

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ttaekyo

1 year ago

𓂃 𓈒 ✺ ࣭ not so good for u ◌ ๋ ⊹

𝟺ever . . . ✿

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ttaekyo

1 year ago

- The Music Video For Rainy Days Really Shows How People Try To Fill The Void Left By Their Ex-partner

- the music video for rainy days really shows how people try to fill the void left by their ex-partner after a breakup, for example, by diving into work in hopes of distracting themselves, taking up new hobbies, and just being alone in a large and empty apartment. sometimes people get so immersed in a state of sadness that they can't cook a decent meal for themselves and just sleep around the clock. taehyung perfectly showed this feeling of loneliness and grayness that fills the broken heart of a person. // ›› please give credits if you take my work ! ›› пожалуйста, сохраняйте кредиты если берете мои работы !

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ttaekyo

1 year ago

❛ We could be romancing The night away ❜

🎐 ⠀⠀𓈒 ⠀ ⠀⭒⠀ ⠀🐟⠀ ⠀`⠀ ✽⠀⠀ 𝅄

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ttaekyo

1 year ago

- Tell Me How To Be In This World, How To Breathe In And Feel No Hurt? Tell Me When The Light Goes Down

- tell me how to be in this world, how to breathe in and feel no hurt? tell me when the light goes down that even in the dark we will find a way out. tell me now 'cause i believe in something.. i believe in us. // ›› please give credits if you take my work ! ›› пожалуйста, сохраняйте кредиты если берете мои работы !

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𓈒 ﹒ ☆ 𓂂 ˚ ☆ ꙳ * ࣭ ࣭

𓈒 ﹒ ☆ 𓂂 ˚ ☆ ꙳ *

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ttaekyo

1 year ago

230918 - jungkook for vogue

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1 year ago

Masked Miracles

BTS Ot7 x Reader

Chapter 2

I ate some peaches this morning and it put me in the mood to update again 😁

Happy reading 💜💜

As much as I hated to admit it, I had the short end of the stick here. I huffed out a sigh, blowing several strands of hair that had fallen out of my updo out of my face with it. Slowly, I lowered my weapon and leaned back against the wall with a groan. My submission was apparently enough of a sign for the others to not look so on edge. Everyone’s ears seeming to perk up at once in interest, swiveling towards me. I kept the knife in hand just in case I needed it though. With my other, I reached down my shirt, searching for the tracker Min had given me before being taken.

Feeling it tucked between my breasts, I let out an audible slew of prayers that quickly turned to curses when I noticed the red light flickering on it. Out of range. Fuck.

“Shit. Of course.” I scoffed, pushing myself off the wall and wincing when my weight fell on my injured ankle.

I hobbled my way towards the opposite corner of the room, holding the receiver above my head hoping that there was just enough signal somewhere in this room for it to transmit back to headquarters. Gritting my teeth through every sharp pain that shot through me any time my foot met the floor.

“Listen, Y/N? Right? You really shouldn’t be walking on that injury.” Namjoon said softly, almost as if he was worried that just talking to me would set me off again.

“How do you know my name?” I questioned, resuming my task of trying to find a signal while making sure I could still see them out of the corner of my eye.

“You said it to yourself earlier.” One of the others answered.

I flicked my eyes carelessly in his direction. Quickly doing a double take when I noticed the small round ears poking out of his pale pink locks. They were white. Barely noticeable in his thick light-colored hair, but they were there.

“You’re the polar bear?”

He looked surprised that I’d asked him a question, but nonetheless he slowly nodded.

“Fan-fucking-tastic.” I mumbled, letting out a frustrated snarl as I gave up trying to get a signal.

“What is that?”

I looked back at them, one in particular meeting my eyes before nodding at the device in my hands. His long, striped orange and black tail giving away his species.

“I’m not too keen on letting people I hardly know in on my secrets.” I drawled, shoving the tracker in my pocket.

“Then answer me this, will it help us get out of here?” He lifted an eyebrow, the intensity in his eyes reminiscent of his animal counterpart as they bore into me.

“It would.” I frowned. “If I could get a signal.”

“Good luck. This far underground? Not a chance.” Yoongi scoffed, crossing his arms.

“How do you know we’re underground?”

“They didn’t bother hiding where they were taking us when we were brought here. Besides,” One of them brushed a finger over the tip of his erect ear. “I should be able to still here the city if we were on ground level, but I can’t hear anything.”

Well, that… complicates things. Guess I needed a plan B. I was acutely aware of all the eyes on me. Even though they appeared more relaxed, I could tell we were far from trusting one another. My eyes drifted over to the cat with a terrible attitude. He was still watching me warily, fluffy tail letting a loose flick from behind him every once in a while. Looking away, I noticed a nearby table and chair set. Flimsy looking, but surely would be fine enough for me to sit at. I just really needed to get off my foot before I made things any worse. I flopped into the folding chair, it popped with the additional weight, but held firm. I pulled my pant leg up again to assess the damage, grimacing at the way it looked.

“Could I take a look?”

I eyed Namjoon cautiously. His yellowish-brown ears stood out in stark contrast against his black hair. But despite the difference in color, they were almost hidden with how long and thick his hair was. Any time he moved them, I’d see the flash of yellow at the tip of the round appendage and then they’d be gone again. He was a force to be reckoned with, I’m sure. He was easily one of the largest in the group in stature. Both tall and thickly built. And handsome if I had to admit. They all were. Then again, I wasn’t sure I’d ever seen an unattractive hybrid.

“You a doctor?”

He huffed a laugh, smile just barely wide enough to expose his dimples.

“No. I’ve just patched up quite a few people in my lifetime.”

“Thanks, but if you’ve got the supplies, I can handle it myself.”

“You don’t know when to accept help, do you?” Yoongi threw me an unimpressed glare.

“When I don’t know you, or what you expect from me. You’re right. I don’t accept help.”

Before Yoongi could clap back with what I was sure to be another smart-ass remark, Namjoon stepped between our line of sight.

“Then let us introduce ourselves. We’re all stuck down here together like it or not. It’s best if we can try to get along.”

“Why would that matter?”

“Because there’s a good chance that if things aren’t working in his favor, he’ll throw you in some other enclosure with different hybrids and I can’t promise you they’ll be as… accommodating.” The polar bear spoke again with a pitying expression on his face.

I took a deep breath realizing he was right. For the most part, while this situation wasn’t ideal, I could have been thrown into something much worse. I could play nice for all our sakes. Normally, I wasn’t this much of a bitch. But the circumstances coupled with a bum ankle were lowering my threshold for bullshit a bit below the bar it’s usually set at.

“You’re right. I’m sorry.”

I nonchalantly scanned the room. Only a little shocked there were no visible cameras anywhere. Then again, I was sure it probably didn’t do them much good in a solid concrete room God knows how far underground. I attempted a smile, sheathing my butter knife in the waistband of my jeans again before holding a handout to shake. Namjoon stared at it. Eyes blinking quickly as he tried wrapping his head around the sudden shift in my character.

“My name is L/N Y/N. I’m a private investigator employed directly under SMPD. But if you would please call me by the name Yun Nari when in other’s company I’d appreciate it.”

“You work for the police?”

I tried to pinpoint exactly what type of hybrid he was. His ears stood tall, mostly white with black and gold tufts of hair in the center. I trailed my eyes down to see his tail, hoping that would give me a better idea. It was a beautiful red and gold shade, fluffy with dark brown rings down the length of it. I nodded as my brows furrowed. Still not real sure what he was.

“Yeah. Most of the time. In cases where they need someone not associated with the department directly.”

“So, you’re working covertly?” Namjoon asked.

“Yes. Hence the alias. If Jongsu finds out my real name then all the work I’ve done trying to get here is wasted.”

“We’ll keep your secret.” Another one of them spoke.

Yoongi seemed surprised to hear him speak at all. His eyes widening before his head whipped around towards him. He was smaller than most of them. Lean in his frame although he didn’t look incapable of taking care of himself. Two fluffy white ears poked out of his blonde hair, matching the fluffy tail that had a subtle wag to it behind him. Wolf? Or fox maybe? I wasn’t entirely sure. Either way, I returned the smile he gave me. Some of the tension I carried, leaking away at how openly honest he was.

“I appreciate that.”

The silence that took over after that wasn’t really uncomfortable so much as no one really knowing what to say. I glanced over to the seven of them, wondering just how they managed to find themselves down here. I can’t imagine their lives were easy. It’s a tough world out there in this day and age for any hybrid, but especially exotic breeds. People exploited them. People like Jongsu. And the thought of it never say right with me. From a young age, I made the decision to become some kind of activist for hybrid rights.

But the older I became, the more I realized how not many people cared about it. Especially those with money. The people who could buy, sell, and trade ownership of hybrids like it was nothing but a way to pass the time. And even if they were caught, their money gave them the power to sweep it under the rug. I guess finding out that no matter what you do on the surface, there would always be someone in the shadows facilitating it much worse led me into the shadows myself. Working undercover and below the radar made me feel like I was doing more than just treading the surface of our world’s many problems. It felt like I was making more of a difference. Was that the truth? I honestly didn’t know, but I had to start somewhere.

“Well,” I sighed, letting my hands land on my thighs. “I know Namjoon’s name and Yoongi’s by default from conversation. And that you’re a lion and…” I trailed my eyes over to Yoongi to give him another once over seeing if it would help me differentiate his species. “A cat?”

“Snow leopard.” He enlightened me, followed by another flick of his thick tail.

Another one of them came forward, less on edge than the rest it seemed as he approached me holding out a hand in offering. His pale pink hair looking soft and just as fluffy as the ear poking out of it.

“I’m Jin. Polar bear.” I smiled softly, pointing towards his head.

Right. The one Jongsu was hoping would get his hands on me. I hated to admit it, but he was incredibly handsome. No doubt the type of hybrid some upper-class lady would die to flaunt around and, if he were human, every other person would be at his feet. Instead, here he was, forced to live a life less than desirable at the hands of some lowlife who wanted nothing more than for him to bring him money bags in the form of children. How cruel.

“It’s good to meet you Jin. I like your hair.”

He beamed, stepping a bit closer and dropping his head. “Would you like to touch it?”

Behind him someone let out a choked gasp of surprise. I’m sure shock was written on my face, even more so as Jin ducked his head further, inviting me to touch him. Slowly, I lifted a hand, taking just a couple of strands and rubbing them between my fingers. It was soft. And the beautifully pale shade of pink was as pretty up close as it was from a distance.

“It’s soft.” I complimented him, letting the strands slip between my grip as he pulled back.

He looked proud of himself, the light in his eyes as bright as the smile that never left his lips. He was quick to turn to the others, smile quickly turning into one smug in nature as he took in his roommates.

“She likes my hair.”

I think the first person to snap out of their shock completely was Namjoon. Quickly shaking off what had just happened with a cough to clear his throat before motioning to the rest of the group.

“Uhm, well, this is Hoseok. He’s a red panda. Jungkook and Taehyung, jaguar and tiger respectively. And then, Jimin, he’s a fox.”

No one else made a move to come forward. Not that I could blame them. Only a handful of minutes ago I was threatening them with a butter knife. Something that I was partially regretful of. Reacting that way probably wasn’t the best decision, but I blame it on the circumstances. I didn’t really know what I was getting myself into down here. My instinct to protect myself first rather than effectively communicating winning out in this situation. Not to mention, the fact that my original plan was down the drain and I needed to come up with a new one ASAP. Otherwise, who knows how long I’d be stuck down here, and Min would no doubt kick my ass for agreeing to take on such a dangerous mission in the first place.

I could feel their eyes on me. No more trusting than the second I had been thrown in here. I didn’t believe I trusted them much either, but they were at least willing to take my words into consideration and they chose to keep my identity a secret even though they didn’t have to. It was clear that none of them were particularly fond of being here. So, maybe they thought their best chance of getting out of here alive would be to entertain me for now. Either way, something told me I would need their help. With that, I tacked on a wry smile and turned to the group.

“Well, I don’t know about you all, but I don’t plan on staying here any longer than I have to. Let’s say we figure a way out, shall we?”

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ttaekyo

1 year ago

On and Off (II) | (m)

Word: 4.1k

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

Genre: angst, light smut,

Warnings: Manipulation, light smut, toxic relationship

summary: you and jungkook can't seem to break up.

Part 1

a/n: bittersweet ending :,( sowwy… there’s going to be a part three so don’t worry 🤭 listen to the perfect pair - by beabadoobee while writing this🥲

Jungkook wasn’t your first love, he wasn’t your first kiss or first anything. He was just like any other guy you dated that asked you out. So why is it hard for you to let go of him?

His hand is holding your waist as he is talking to Namjoon, the red solo cup your holding is nearly empty. You and Namjoon don’t have a good relationship, he always has smart ass comments for you and you always talk back to him. So you could care less if you were being rude for not participating in the conversation. You wait for Jungkook to stop talking to interrupt the conversation. “ My cup is empty babe,” you hand it to him. Jungkook looks down at you and smile back, “ Thanks,” handing your drink to him. He doesn’t argue back accepting your command. Namjoon gives Jungkook a look and it’s obvious that is annoyance.

Once Jungkook leaves, you maintain eye contact with Namjoon. “ It’s too bad you can’t boss around Jungkook after we graduate?” Namjoon says with a slight smirk. You arch your eyebrow in questioning urging him to continue. “ Oh he didn’t tell? Jungkook and I are going to New York for the paid internship.”

It was surprising to you hear that information, you weren’t aware that Jungkook even applied to an abroad internship. You tried to keep your composure but you failed there’s confusion on your face and Namjoon is amused. “ No he didn’t tell me.”

There’s a fake apologetic look on his face, “ I’m sorry I had to be the one to tell you.”

“ No you’re not…” You tell him straight up. Not in the mood for his antics.

“ Yeah, I’m not,” Namjoon takes another sip and realizes his cup is empty. “ It’s empty…I’m gonna get another one.” He brushes past you heading to the kitchen.

There’s anger swelling in you from Jungkook hiding this information from you. Was he ever going to tell you? Maybe on the day of the flight he would just leave you without saying a word. There’s so many thoughts going in your head that you didn’t even notice that Jungkook returned with your drink. “ Where did Namjoon go?” Jungkook asked while he hands your drink. You stare at Jungkook while he turns his head looking for his friend. Your debating whether to bring it up right now or to wait for him to tell you. Taking a sip of your drink you grimace at the jungle juice, then placing it on the small table that’s among other empty solo cups and beer bottles. He looks back at you with a blank face, “ Is it not to your standards princess?” He sarcastically ask.

“ Yeah it taste like shit,” you reply back. Jungkook laughs and he grabs his cigarettes from his pocket and nods to go outside. He walks in front of you clearing the path of dancing bodies in the party. You reach for his hand and he brings you closer to him. Once your outside you let go of his hand, and stuff them in the pockets of your hoodie trying to warm yourself from the cold. He doesn’t say anything but lights up his cigarette and inhales it. “ Jungkook,” you call his name softly. He turns his head quickly, you rarely call his name in that tone. During sex, yeah. And when you guys are cuddling but not at time like this. “ Why’d you ask me out?”

Jungkook shrugs, “ I thought you were hot.” Rolling your eyes you pinch him and he laughs. His pretty teeth displaying and his nose scrunches at the pain you inflicted. “ Ok ok, I’ll tell you after you tell me why you agreed to go out with me.” He looks at you with interest, you guys never discussed on how everything came to be.

Looking at his eyes you see the sparkle under the moonlight, he has pretty eyes too but you never tell him that. Breaking eye contact you look at the moon itself. “ I just knew I had to say yes. There was something about you that made me feel so sure but unsure. Like if I didn’t say yes I would regret it.” Turning your head you see Jungkook staring at you there’s a hint of surprise like he didn’t expect you to speak so honest.

Jungkook fiddles with his lip ring before speaking, “ I felt like I needed to be yours.” Your heart beats fast at his words and you look away once again. He smokes his cigarette one last time before putting it out, one of his hand holds your cheek guiding your lips to his. Kissing you softly then pulling away. “ Let’s get out of here.”

Clothes were tossed around as Jungkook pushes you against his wall as he lifts you up. Your arms wrap around his neck, your fingers playing with the nape of his hair. “ God, you’re so pretty,” Jungkook tells you looking into you eyes.

“ Yeah?” You tilt your head in questioning. There’s butterflies in your stomach, “ Prettier than the stars ?” You asked.

“ Mmm,” he smiles and nods. “ Prettier than the moon itself,” he playfully bites your neck and you yelp but he kisses it better. Jungkook carries you to his bed carefully placing on the edge of the bed and sitting up while he is standing. You’re the only one who’s half dressed you urge Jungkook to take off his shirt. Hands roaming his chest down his stomach pulling at the jeans, feeling his hard on.

“ I’m the only one who gets you hard like this, right?” You unbutton his jeans slowly and he hurriedly takes them off. Kicking his jeans and underwear somewhere.

“ Yeah, baby,” his hands caress your face, his thumb brushing your bottom lip. “ And these lips are only for me,” he parts your lips and suck on his thumb. His gaze is lustful as he stares down at you as you make innocent eyes at him.

Removing your lips from his thumb, “ Are you just gonna stare at me or fuck me?” Biting his thumb and he smirks. His hand pushes your chest back so you lay on your back, and he quickly pulls your panties off.

“ Can’t you be patient?,” he chuckles. He spreads your legs apart.

“ No,” you say while shaking your head, your foot touches his abs. “ Not when I have you like this,” you looks at his sinful body. You think that gods carved his body, everything from his pretty eyes to his tiny waist. Jungkook gives you a boyish smile at your comment, he doesn’t warn you pushing himself inside you and you both moan at the pleasure.

—-

“ It’s just a hoodie, Y/n.” Jungkook states the obvious. And just like that he makes you more mad.

This morning you see a girl in your lecture seeing Jungkook wearing his hoodie that you bought him. It’s the same girl who made out with him when you guys were on break “ Why the hell does she still have it then. It’s fucking weird,” you point at the girl who’s a couple rows away from you guys.

“ I forgot it at her apartment…” Jungkook wants to slam his head on the table. Everything was going well in your relationship. There hasn’t been an argument in four days ever since you guys had an intimate conversation at the frat party.

You pull your hand from his, “ You went to her apartment? Thought you guys just made out,” you scoff.

“ Yeah we did. I’m serious that’s all that happened,” he speaks truthfully. He sees you nod your head. And he goes back to hold hand and you shake your head. “ Babe…”

“ Go get it.” You look back at him. Lecture hasn’t started the professor hasn’t showed up yet.

“ Huh?” Jungkook ask in confusion.

“ The hoodie, go get it,” you nod your head to the girl who’s talking to her friends about whatever.

Jungkook looks around and notices more students showed up to lecture than usual because of an upcoming exam. He looks at you again and you are serious. Getting up he excuses himself and apologizes as his knees bump into people sitting down. Finally reaching down to Yujin and she looks up smiling and blushing at him. Her friends giggle as they also find Jungkook attractive. “ Uhh, I need my hoodie back,” Jungkook points down to his black Fear of God hoodie. Yujin friends stop giggling and look the other away in embarrassment. While Yujin looks even more embarrassed, there are more people looking at the scene some whispering. She awkwardly gets up and pulls the hoodie off and hands it quickly to Jungkook. He walks back towards you and people stare at him as he sits back down with you.

Yujin friends whisper and she turns her head and makes eye contact with you, quickly she turns her head around. Head lowering down in shame. “ Fuck Y/n, she looked like she was bout to fucking cry,” Jungkook harshly whispers at you.

“ Not my problem. She knew we were back together and she still wore it,” you roll your eyes. You bring your phone to Jungkook and show him the picture of you guys kissing and Yujin liked the picture on Instagram.

Jungkook chuckles, “ You’re fucking brutal,” he shakes his head in disbelief. He’s also embarrassed since he also hears people talking about him from the row behind.

“ Who’s fault is that?” You ask.

- — -

Jungkook moans loudly as you ride him, his hand reaching your waist to make you move faster. But you quickly push them holding them up his head. “ Baby please,” he whines.

“ Did you feel embarrassed?” You ask Jungkook. Riding him slower only grinding on him. “ You looked so embarrassed, it was so funny,” you laugh to yourself. Call yourself cynical but you wanted to punish him in public for making you feel like an idiot.

Jungkook eyes darken, “ What about you, babe? Knowing that another girl was wearing my clothes. That she smells like my cologne the one you bought me,” he tauntingly ask back.

There’s jealousy seeping through your body, “ I don’t care,” you lie and he can read your facade. He lifts his body up and his hands easily go towards your waist.

Jungkook nuzzles into your neck, kissing it, “ But you do care,” he trails on. He thrust into your body and you let him have his way with you. “ I like that you care.” Jungkook kisses you on the lips.

—

Couple days later, Jungkook wakes up earlier than you, he ignores your groans as he disrupts your sleep. “ Y/n, wake up,” he tugs the blanket revealing your naked body. He looks at the time not wanting to be late again because of you. Jungkook planned a date, he already bought the tickets for the Botanical Garden.

“ Why?” Your voice muffles as you stuff your face in the pillow. Last time you checked you didn’t have anything planned for the weekend, you worked yesterday night and was drained from it.

Jungkook gets up putting his boxers on and he opens the drapes and lets more sunlight in. “ We have tickets to the Botanical Garden, I don’t want to be late. You always make us late…”

Your eye twitch in annoyance, “ You didn’t tell me we had plans. If you would’ve told me I would’ve told you to schedule the tickets on Sunday. I’m tired…I had a five hour lab class and worked a shift yesterday.” Your hands bring the blanket over your body eyes falling back to sleep.

Jungkook groans, “ Oh sorry, how inconsiderate of me to not tell you to put me on your schedule.” He gets annoyed as you continue to be in a slumber state.

You felt bad since you guys haven’t been in a date in awhile, “ Okay, just give me thirty minutes more of sleep.” He sighs but lets you sleep more as he gets dressed. Thirty minutes pass and you get up, taking a shower and putting on your makeup. “ Which one is cuter?” You’re still wearing your bra and panties as you hold up two dresses showing Jungkook.

He gives you blank stare, he’s irritated because you take an hour taking a shower and putting your makeup. “ That one,” he chooses the sage color dress. You look at the dress and put it away and choose the lavender color dress instead. “ Why’d you ask for my opinion if your going to choose something else?” Jungkook ask.

“ I liked this one better,” you shrugged putting it on. Your cleavage looks nicer in this dress. He eyes your tits and he pinches his nose not wanting to start anything. “ Doesn’t it look good on me?” You move closer to him and peck his lips.

“ Sure,” he grabs your car keys. He thinks you look really hot but you made him behind schedule so he doesn’t want to compliment you. You hop in the passenger seat and Jungkook looks confused as to why the drivers seat is pushed back, he knows that you sit close to the steering wheel. “ Who drove your car?” Jungkook asked as you scroll on your phone. “ Y/n?” He calls your name for attention.

“ Yoongi, we met after work. He lives in the same apartment building as me,” You put your phone away, giving Jungkook your full attention.

Jungkook eyes widened, “ When were you going to tell me that fucker lives in the same complex as you?” He breaths deeply to calm himself but then notices a faint smell of weed. “ Is that why your tired because you were smoking weed with him?”

You lean your chair backwards relaxing yourself, “ I didn’t know he lived in the same complex as me until like a couple days ago. And we only smoked for like thirty minutes…it was right when you told me you were in my apartment we stopped. I’m also tired because you woke me up at 3 am to fuck me.”

“ Whatever,” he starts the car and drives. He plays the music and hums to yet trying to ease his mind. Jungkook is upset at the fact that you didn’t tell him right away that Yoongi lived close to you. He doesn’t trust Yoongi at all and he’s told multiple times.

“ I’m sorry,” your voice is heard over the music. It’s quiet but Jungkook hears it loud and clear. Jungkook looks at you in slight surprise. You are not one to apologize. One of his hand holds out for you and hold it, he kisses it, holding it the whole time as you reach the destination.

Jungkook takes many pictures of the orchids, roses, and many other flowers with his film camera. He tells you to pose as he also takes pictures of you. He looks really attractive even though he barely puts any effort in his appearance. Right now he’s showing you how to take a picture and you giggle as he gives you stern look when you waste a film when you accidentally took a picture of the ground. “ I want to take a picture of you,” you shoo him away. “ Stand right there,” you point for him to take a picture by the yellow roses.

“ You better take a good picture, babe. Those films aren’t cheap,” he looks at you with a serious expression and you take a picture.

Laughing you tell him to pose again, “ I think your eyes were close. Lemme take another one,” you take another picture and this time he is smiling. He grabs the camera before you can waste anymore films. “ If they are so expensive, why do you always take pictures of me?” You ask curiously.

“ Because I like taking pictures of you,” he says as puts his camera away in his backpack. He wraps an arm around your shoulder.

You hum to yourself, “ Are you going to keep those pictures forever? Even after we go our separate ways?” It’s a thought that runs into your mind, that when you and Jungkook get older and tired of all this fighting, would he completely erase you from his memories.

Jungkook halts his arm falls to his side, “ Jesus Christ, why do you have to ruin the mood, Y/n?” He was having a good time enjoying the serene view and hanging out with you.

You’re wondering if he’s going to come clean about New York.

Turning to face him, “ Jungkook do you honestly see a future for us?” You ask. “ After we become real adults with real careers, do you see me in your life?”

He closes his eyes thinking carefully what he should say. “ I don’t know,” he answers honestly. His voice is detached from reality. Jungkook pushes his hair back and reaches for his pack of cigarettes but remembers he can’t smoke in this area.

There’s a slight drop in your stomach but you’re glad that he told you the truth rather than sugarcoating.“ Is there anything else you want to tell me?” You ask. Jungkook shakes his head and you sigh telling him, “ Let’s go. I’ll drop you off at your apartment.” Walking ahead of Jungkook you notice the flowers look less vibrant than when you first saw them.

—-

“ Did you guys break up again?,” Mina ask as you guys eat at the campus dining hall. She noticed that you and Jungkook passed each other like you guys were strangers, not glancing at each other.

Pushing the overly salty fries away. “ No…yeah. To be honest I’m not sure.” You lay your head on the table mood drained from all the thinking. “ I wish I was a good person maybe our relationship wouldn’t be so shitty.”

Mina’s hand pats your head, “ Everything will be alright.” You doubt everything will be alright but you believe her for a second. Mina then leaves you alone because she had to go to her next class. Lifting your head up you look across and see Jungkook laughing with his friends. Turning your head you see Yoongi walking towards you and you smile. He has two drinks in his hands.

“ I swear you look more depress each time I see you,” Yoongi comments sitting down while handing you the drink.

Chuckling you take a sip of the iced matcha drink and nod, “ The side effects of college and being in relationship.”

“ Boy trouble again?” Yoongi ask.

“ Unfortunately yes. But I don’t want to talk about it,” you pout.

“ We don’t have to but just know I’m here if you just need to talk about anything,” Yoongi pats your shoulder. You give him a grateful smile. Then you see Jungkook walk towards you and you look away hoping he just walks by but he doesn’t.

Jungkook sits down on the empty seat next to you taking the drink from your hand and throwing it away in the trash can next to the table. Yoongi eyebrow arches and he laughs. “ Dude what’s your problem?” Yoongi asks.

“ You are…stop buying drinks for my girlfriend,” Jungkook tells him. “ It’s so fucking annoying to see you flirt with her.” Yoongi is about to say something but he stops himself when you raise your hand in protest.

“ I’m sorry Yoongi but I’m going to have to talk to you later,” you excuse yourself. Yoongi nods his head and he gets up walking towards the exit. Jungkook stares at you, “ Jungkook what’s wrong with you?” There’s disappointment in your face.

“ No Y/n, you don’t get to look at me like that. Why is it okay for you to act like that but not me? You didn’t like Yujin having my hoodie you made me embarrass her but I can’t toss that fucking drink he gave you. If you want a drink just ask me,” he sighs in frustration.

“ Jungkook I don’t want to ask you for you to buy me drinks. I want you to think of me and then buy me drinks,” you point at the iced matcha in the trash can. “And I’m sorry, I’m so sorry Jungkook that I made you and Yujin embarrassed…I’m sorry for making you get that hoodie that I bought for you,” you get up annoyed grabbing your things and walking out the building.

Jungkook follows you out. “ What the fuck do you want from me Y/n?” Jungkook ask desperately. He reaches out to hold your arm turning your body so you can look at him. “ It’s so hard dating you, it feels like I’m walking on a thin line.”

“ Then let’s stop for reals this time” you say in monotonous voice trying to save face. Not wanting to look hurt by his words. It was going to end eventually so why not air everything out.“ You’re going to New York in two months, you’ll have your fun with girls over there,” you give him a blank face.

Jungkook looks surprised and he lets go of your arm.“ Fuck,” he pushes his hair back in frustration. “ I was going to tell you sooner but I knew if I told you earlier this would end.”

“ So you were just going to wait until the day of your flight and tell me ‘ Hey Y/n I’m going to New York, bye.’” You wanted to know his thought processes, he could’ve told you from the moment he applied for the internship but he didn’t. Maybe things could’ve been different if he told you sooner. Or maybe he just wanted to string you along until he had to face reality. There’s so many questions you want to ask but don’t because you know this relationship was going to end.

“ Yeah…no,” his eyes scrunched in confusion not knowing what to say. “ I’m sorry—”

“ Don’t be,” you shake your head. Apologies weren’t going to fix anything. The uncertainty from you and Jungkook was going to end this relationship regardless.

—-

Days go by with not communicating with each other. You guys share a lecture together and sit with your other friends and Jungkook does the same. There’s awkward eye contact between you two and you quickly glance away.

The days turn into weeks and you guys pretend that you guys were nothing more than strangers. There’s a suddenness of wanting to reach out to him but you withhold, either stopping yourself from reaching your hand out to his when he’s walking in front of you or tossing your phone on the side of your bed to not text him.

After graduation you see him one last time at a graduation party that Taehyung is hosting. He’s talking to some of his friends and you listen from a good distance hiding behind a wall. Jungkook genuinely sounds happy about going to New York. After a while you walk away and go outside to get fresh air, liking the way everything just becomes still and silent. It only last a few minutes until you hear the slider door open, turning you see Jungkook approaching.

His hands are shoved in his pockets, “ Hey,” he stands next to you.

“ Hi,” you say back. There’s an uncomfortable silence and you anxiously wait for him to say something else.

“ I’m leaving next week,” Jungkook looks at you carefully. “ I’ll be there for two years maybe longer if I decide I like it or new opportunities show up,” he bites his lip nervously playing with his lip ring.

There’s a cold gush of wind that makes you shiver, and you curse yourself for not wearing a sweater. Your hands rub your arms trying to keep yourself warm. “ I never got to tell you but congratulations,” you say sincerely. “ I hope you have great experience…I really mean it. And this will probably be the last time I’ll see you I just want to say—“

“ Y/n…” he interrupts you. His eyes plead for you to stop, he doesn’t want to hear that this will be the last time. There some part of him that hopes you’ll stop him from leaving.

“… I won’t hate you for moving on and forgetting me. I want you to enjoy yourself out there and in the future.” You smile at him and smiles back. Finally making eye contact with each other. “ Just don’t get another relationship with a toxic person like me,” you joke.

Jungkook laughs loudly, eyes scrunching, “ Likewise.” He suddenly pulls off his hoodie and handing it to you noticing how cold you look. You shake your head but he’s relentless and pulls it over your head. His hands push some of the hair strands that fall on your face, figuring this is the last time he’ll touch you like this. “ Y/n, I wish you well too. Don’t go for a guy like an asshole like me.”

You feel his warm hands briefly touch your cheeks, “ Yoongi?” You ask jokingly.

Jungkook playfully side eyes you, “ Anyone but him,” he jokes back. His hands drop by his side and he mentally takes picture of your smiling face underneath the stars. There’s a sudden call for his name from the inside of the party. “ I should get going,” he says and points to the inside. “ Goodbye Y/n.” Jungkook says your name softly taking one last glance at you.

Watching him turn and enter the house you say to yourself “ Goodbye Jungkook.” There’s a heavy feeling that dissipates from your body and smile to yourself.

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