Taehyung Scenario: 11:11.

Taehyung Scenario: 11:11.

Request: Hello~ since you did a wonderful job in doing the Starlight inspired Taehyung Scenario, could you also do Taeyeon’s 11:11 inspired Taehyung scenario? Love you guys!!

Genre: Angst / Drama.

-It’s 11:11, let’s make a wish- 

Taehyung would say each and every time he noticed the time. The wish always resulted to be something really corny and cheesy, like you going on secret escapades, doing couple stuff and saying how long you would be together, usually it was forever.

Now it was 11:11, but none of you remembered any of those wishes. He didn’t, as he repeated his words one again.

-I’m tired Y/N, I can’t do it anymore-

You fisted your hands trying to think what to say, trying to control the torrent of feelings those words had occasioned in you. -Why? I mean I… why?- you asked not understanding the reason of him saying this. You had noticed your relationship had turned cold the past two weeks but you thought it was only a moment, just a rough time in a sea of the pure happiness you had pictured with him. 

-Because I can’t-

-But why?- you repeated hearing how your voice wasn’t even. -Did I do something? Did anything happened I…-

Taehyung shook his head, you were on the living room slash dining in your place, he was standing in front of you, just a chair  between of your bodies, but the short distance felt like millions of miles apart, Taehyung sighed and shook his head making his smooth hair bounce a little from side to side. 

-No Y/N, it’s just… we are at a dead point, don’t you see?-

That made you gasp, how he could say that? and what he was calling dead point? So things were hard and for him it was a dead point? Taehyung was such a sensible person, you couldn’t believe he was actually speaking those words.

-What dead point? Just because it has been a bit harder these last few days you want to…-

-It’s not that it has been harder- he interrupted you. -This is it Y/N, I thought you too, I thought you were thinking the same-

So he had been thinking this over? You didn’t want to cry but the tears were there and you didn’t know how to hold them. -Please don’t cry, I didn’t mean to hurt you but…-

-Oh no, of course you didn’t- you spat, the fact that you were crying in front of him making you angry. -How could you? Because you are so nice and gentle-

Taehyung frowned. -I didn’t, I’m just being honest with you, would you prefer someone who doesn’t tell you how he’s feeling?-

-And did you?- you retorted. -You had been thinking about this and you hadn’t said anything, why? You wanted this-

He sighed and shook his head. -It’s not that I wanted it, it happened!-

-How convenient, I…- you turned your head and tried to calm down, but it hurt, your chest, your head, all over it hurt and you weren’t sure how to handle it. -You can go, just don’t pretend you didn’t want to hurt me-

He opened his mouth to say something else but he just groaned and took his jacket that was on the chair, the harsh movement made the chair fall down, startling you more than it should, but even still Taehyung turned his back and he left.

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Hogwarts BTS Headcanon # 1

Ravenclaw Quidditch Captain Jungkook was so determined to win the house cup he drove the team mad by extra practice sessions. So he nearly cried in frustration when the entire team fell sick or couldn’t play for various reasons. He was fully determined to play against the opposing team as a single player. He even got as far as demanding it from Madam Hooch in front of the Hogwarts student body in the Great Hall during lunch.

Unfortunately she did not agree with his views on being able to beat the opposition single handed. Also Jungkook was apparently feverish having made himself ill with practice. Madam Pomfrey didn’t let him leave the Hospital wing for a week.

Three reasons

Paring: Jungkook x Reader

Genre: Fluff (with maybe a tiny, tiny bit of angst in the middle) // One-shot

Word count: 3.6k

Synopsis: Jeon claims, vows, that he has every reason not to like you - three reasons, to be more specific, and he’s more than willing to proclaim them on his very own deathbed if needed. Ok, a bit drastic, but it makes the idea.

After all, even the hectic, frantic pace of his much pissed heart is proving him right - right?

Right?

Author’s note: Pc destroyed but phone working, plus my need to wreck my lovely sis @pantaemonium with a shit-storm of fluff. And this is what came out, blame Laura.

(What happened to me and my love for horror tho? Blame Jeon)

One

There are exactly three reasons why Jeon Jungkook doesn’t like you.

(And when the golden boy says he doesn’t like you, he means that he really, really, really Does Not Like You – yes, all with capitals letters.)

First of all, for lacking of better words, you can totally, easily, completely annihilate him at Mario Kart.

That, as everybody in the room knows, truly shouldn’t be possible, yet here he is with the controller hanging between his hands and eyes big and confused as he watches his avatar falling into the abyss down Rainbow Road along with his very bruised, very salty pride.

It was one of your blue shells.

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Selcouth

☇  hogwarts au

♢ genre: pretty much fluff ( but maybe a lillll bit of angst??)

♢ pairing: jimin // you

♢ word count: 4.8k

♢ warnings: none

Description:  “hi, you don’t know me, we’re from different houses, and i’m not exactly sure how to tell you this, but i think your cat is in love with my toad??” was all you wanted to tell him. Only it goes terribly wrong when Park Jimin mistakes you for one of his one night stands. You hope that’s the last time you’ll ever speak to him, only it’s too late. Once you’re on his radar, you won’t be able to get rid of him.

A/N: inspired by a prompt i saw floating around tumblr!! although it got reaaaaally off track and long

selcouth (adj.) - unfamiliar, rare, strange and yet marvelous

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“Agh!” you yelp, hopping backwards and scrambling for something to hold onto. You get a glimpse of a long, fluffy orange tail before it disappears under your bed. One of your house mates, Heeyeon, looks up from where she’s doing her Defense Against the Dark Arts homework.

“Why are you so loud?” she sighs, leaning back onto her hands. She watches as you slowly crouch down.

“That stupid cat is here again,” you say, frowning. Heeyeon slides off her bed and pads over to join you by yours.

“Again?” Both of you lift up the dark blue bed sheets that cover your bed, just in time to see a streak of orange fly out. You cry out, while Heeyeon fishes out her wand and flicks it. The door to your dorm slams shut, with the orange cat colliding into it.

“Mreowwww,” it wails, scratching at the dark mahogany door. You wince at the noise. You’re sure there’s going to be scratch marks.

“How does it even get in here?” you mutter as both of you slowly walk towards it. You and Heeyeon decide to stop a good two feet away when the cat spins around and hisses at you, its fur bushing up.

“I swear, the poor cat is in love with your dumb toad,” Heeyeon comments, shaking her head. “Last time we found it, it was like kissing it.”

You glare at her. “Okay, it’s not exactly my toad. It’s Jungkook’s, and I’m just helping him look over it while he’s gone for Christmas.”

“Same thing,” says Heeyeon, tentatively using her wand to poke the large cat. It whips its head around and slashes at her.

“What the hell!” She scoots back, barely avoiding its claws. “Why is it so violent?”

“Well don’t poke at it, obviously.” You both watch as it continues to scratch at the door. A few moments later, the door swings open. 

Kyulkyung, your best friend since your first year at Hogwarts, screams, tripping over the orange blur as the cat streaks out of the room. She places a hand over her heart, her large brown eyes wide.

“What in Merlin’s beard,” she gasps, “just happened?”

“Some cat keeps getting into the Ravenclaw common room and into our dorms,” you say, standing up from where you were crouching and patting down your robes.

“I’m seriously wondering how it gets in here, like you need to know the answer to the riddle,” adds Heeyeon. Kyulkyung’s eyebrows furrow.

“That cat seems awfully familiar,” she muses. “I feel like I’ve seen it around the corridors near Slytherin.”

Heeyeon wrinkles her nose. Back then, Slytherin and Gryffindor were mortal enemies. But now, it was your house, Ravenclaw, that absolutely despised Slytherin. Both houses were full of intelligent and clever students, causing a lot of competition. At first, it was just house points and academics, but soon it escalated to even Quidditch.

“That’s it!” Kyulkyung suddenly snaps her fingers, a triumphant look on her face. “I know whose cat that is.”

“Who?” you ask, heading back to your bed to collect your books for your next class of the day, which is Charms. Though it is Christmas break, classes still go on. They are easier though, the usual academic rigor gone since most students aren’t here. You take this chance to further your studies and learn ahead.

“The Slytherin hottie Park Jimin.”

You trip on your robes.

//

“Okay, so, how am I supposed to tell him?” Charms had just ended, and you, Kyulkyung, and Heeyeon are now entering the Dining Hall. All three of you eye the Slytherin table, eyes trained on where a certain boy is sitting with a few of his friends. You are surprised he didn’t leave for Christmas break.

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Irresistible (m)

○ Words: 14,364. ○ Genre: College au, fluff, smut. ○ Pairing: Jungkook x Reader. ○ Request: College!RA member/freshman oc + he’s into one night stands, you play hard to get.

↳ A/N: Shout out to @sugajpg for her convenient thirst archive which really helped a lot for this. bless u tbh~

cr.

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+oblivious

☇  jungkook x reader | 1652 words

♢ genre: again, fluff!!!

♢ warnings: none

9: you come to the restaurant I work at and choose me as your waiter(ess) every time just to annoy me and I can’t do anything in retribution or I’ll get fired

a/n: im on a roll yo drabble #2 is done!!

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Monday afternoon shifts at your local Korean BBQ restaurant are your least favorite. You had nabbed the job in the middle of the year when you needed some extra money, and the fact that you had to attend your college classes right before your shift made you even more irritable.

And adding the fact that lately, a certain boy had been coming in every Monday afternoon and choosing you as his waitress. Yes, he was cute, and you would almost say you were interested in him if it weren’t for the fact that he only came here just to annoy you.

You’re cleaning up one of the tables when the bell on the door to the restaurant jingles. There’s a drop in your stomach when you glance out the corner of your eye only to see a very familiar figure. Dressed in an oversized black hoodie and grey sweatpants is Jeon Jungkook, the devil himself.

“Please don’t notice me,” you mumble softly under your breath, trying to quickly escape. You’re halfway out of the room when you’re stopped by your friend Taeyong’s voice, who had been managing the front desk.

“Y/N! Your favorite customer is back!”

You jolt to a stop, sucking in a deep breath, before spinning around slowly in your heels. Plastering your brightest smile onto your face, you approach Jungkook, annoyance bubbling in your stomach. It is only then when you notice he’s not alone; this time, he’s brought his friends. Oh great, you think.

“Jungkook! What a pleasure to see you again!” you say with a sickly sweet voice. Jungkook smirks at you, before jerking his head towards his friends. Absentmindedly, you notice just how good looking he is; his hair, dark brown and curly, frames his face perfectly, and you can see the shape of his lean body through his loose clothing.

“Can we get a table for seven?” he asks. “And also the menus. These are the members of my dance club and we just finished practice.”

You cast him another fake smile. “Of course. Follow me.” 

You lead them to the back of the restaurant before bringing them the menus. As you lay them out, Jungkook decides to speak to you.

“So, Y/N, how’s it been going lately?” he asks, tilting his head. You can’t decide if he’s genuinely curious or saying it just to get on your nerves. But then again, he’s Jeon Jungkook, and if anything, he definitely was not curious about you. He had brought quite a few girls with him to the restaurant before, and though you never asked him if they were his girlfriends, you guessed at least a few had to be.

“It was going great before you came,” is what you mutter under your breath. Jungkook’s eyebrows raise.

“What did you say?” he asks teasingly. “We wouldn’t want you saying mean things about your own customers, wouldn’t we?”

“Of course not!” You shoot him another smile. “My day definitely got brighter now that I can serve you.”

It was always like this; whenever Jungkook came, the two of you would always banter and exchange sarcastic remarks, though you never could be outright with them as you couldn’t risk getting caught and marked down for insulting your customers. 

So while you and Jungkook are exchanging thinly veiled insults, Jungkook being the one instigating and you being the one replying, his friends’ eyes move back and forth between you.

“Uh…” One of them, you had heard someone call him Jimin, says, “Do you two know each other?”

“No!” you blurt while Jungkook says, “Yes!” 

You whip your head around, glaring at him. 

“No, we don’t,” you say pointedly. Jungkook leans back in his chair, crossing his arms.

“Yes, we do,” he says back slowly. You roll your eyes, before looking in his friends’ directions.

“Enough of that, I’ve forgotten to ask. Any drinks you want? Water? Coke?”

The next five minutes pass as you write down their drink and meal orders. When you’re done, you cap your pen and stick your notepad into your apron. The boys then hand you back the menus.

“Alright, I’ve gotten your orders. Please wait about ten to fifteen minutes, we’ll be back as soon as possible. I’ll get you your drinks in a minute.”

You leave their table with Jungkook’s burning gaze trained on your back.

//

“Tell me why it’s taking so long for them to finish.”

Forty minutes later, you’re leaning against the front counter glaring at Jungkook’s table. Taeyong only snorts, trying to not-so-discreetly watch a drama on his phone. Seulgi, one of your best friends who also works at the restaurant, only giggles.

“Jungkook keeps glancing over at you,” she sings, patting your shoulder. “I’m telling you, he only comes here because he’s interested in you.”

“No, he doesn’t,” you grumble back, though you feel your cheeks flush. “It was only because we happen to be in the same Econ class and he just wants to embarrass me.”

“How does he even know you work here?” asks Taeyong, finally looking up from his phone.

You wave his question away, glaring at Jungkook again, who’s clapping his hands while laughing. You find the way that his eyes crinkle and nose scrunch up quite endearing, though you’d never admit it out loud. “Just a coincidence. It’s not like he asked about me anyways.”

Unbeknownst to you, Seulgi and Taeyong exchange knowing glances.

“Y/N doesn’t know that he asked me about her,” Seulgi whispers under her breath to Taeyong. “You know what he said? He said he saw this really cute girl in his Econ class and wanted to know her but she didn’t seem like the talkative type and he wasn’t good at approaching girls. But he noticed that we were friends and asked if there was any way to get into contact with Y/N. So cute. What I would give for that.”

“Y/N’s clueless. So oblivious to his obvious attraction and her own budding feelings.”

“What a shame.” Seulgi shakes her head.

// 

A good twenty minutes later, Jungkook and his friends finally stand to leave. This time, Seulgi is the one that cleans their table as you take orders from some new customers. As you walk back to give the order to the Chef, you notice the boys nudging Jungkook hard towards your direction. Jungkook says something, before Jimin claps him on the shoulder. Then the rest of them leave and trickle out of the restaurant, leaving only Jungkook standing there.

You don’t think much of it, turning your head and continuing your way to the kitchen, when Jungkook suddenly calls your name.

“Y/N!”

You freeze, glancing around the restaurant before looking back at him.

“What?” you hiss as he approaches. He stops a good distance away, before reaching up and awkwardly scratching the back of his neck.

“Um…” he trails off, glancing anywhere but you. The look on his face is shy and diffident. His hand comes up to brush through the front of his hair.

“Jungkook,” you sigh. “Is there anything you need? I need to get this order down to the kitchen.”

“Oh!” Jungkook jerks his head up, large eyes widening like a doe. “Oh, right, you’re busy. Um, you can go do that. I can wait.”

You frown, before shrugging. “Alright then.”

You turn away, and have only moved two steps when Jungkook says your name again. And as it was Monday, as much as you thought Jeon Jungkook was a very attractive young man, you really didn’t have the patience. So when you turn around, you’re prepared to tell him to leave, but he beats it to you first.

“Um, ok, IknowyouthinkIcomeheretoannoy–”

“Woah wait,” you hold up a hand, blinking fast. “I can’t understand you. Slow down, Jungkook. I’m not going anywhere yet.”

He takes a deep breath, and you notice red creeping up his neck.

“I, uh, know that you think I come here just to annoy you, but actually I think you’re really cute and sweet and I was hoping if I could have your number?”

Jungkook’s voice lilts at the end into a question. You blink at him, brain slowly comprehending his words. 

“You… what? You think I’m cute?”

Jungkook winces, scratching his head. “Um, yeah. Something like that.”

He watches as your own face gets dusted with a faint pink, and you suddenly avert your gaze. 

“Oh,” you say. “Um.”

The awkward silence is broken by Seulgi, who had been watching and couldn’t stand it anymore. “Y/N, just give him your darn phone number!” 

“Right!” You scramble for a pen, tearing off a piece of paper from your notepad and quickly jotting down your number. When you give it to Jungkook, he breathes a sigh of relief, visibly relaxing.

“Thanks,” he breathes, mouth breaking into a warm smile. You feel your heart thump a little faster. 

“Yeah,” you say, still not quite understanding that Jeon Jungkook had just asked for your number?

“Well, I’ll text you then,” Jungkook says, eyes still trained on your own. You nod, lips spreading into a similar smile.

“Yeah,” you answer. “I’d like that.”

a couple weeks later.

[Text] You: so, i’ve never asked this but, who were all those girls you brought to the restaurant?

[Text] JK: oh. Uh.

[Text] You: girlfriends? ;)

[Text] JK: no!

[Text] Jk: well maybe girls that were interested in me, but no girlfriends

[Text] You: ah, quite the reputation you have

[Text] JK: actually, this is gonna sound embarrassing but…. I kinda hoped you would notice

[Text] You: jungkook, if you haven’t noticed, i literally was oblivious

[Text] JK: mhm

[Text] JK: you wanna go to the movies some time?

[Text] You: sure, with who else?

[Text] JK: …

[Text] JK: y/n, i’m literally asking you out on a real date.

[Text] You: …

[Text] You: OH

[Text] JK: you’re right. You’re so oblivious