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Namjoon doesn't know why you're ignoring him- Part 3. Part 4? Requests are still open, feel free to send them in!

I'm back! The doctors figured out what was happening, and are currently treating me. I feel so much better and should be feeling better than normal within a few weeks!

With that being said, I'll be getting back to writing. So please feel free to send in requests (texts, imagines, drabbles, reactions) or just talk to me! I have the next part for Stand By You halfway written, and I have an extremely fluffy Hoseok imagine in the works.

Where My Demons Hide (Prologue)

Words- 148

Angst, moments of Fluff in future parts 

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?/Named Female Character 

Warnings: This is a zombie apocalypse AU. There will be blood, gore, death, injuries, mentions of suicide/self harm, use of weapons, profanity, and other issues that will be posted as the story progresses. 

The world had gone to shit, that much was obvious. People coming back from the dead and eating the living, turning them with a simple bite or scratch. Roaming the lands, looking for their next victim.

No one knew how it started, and at this point, it’s hard to tell if anyone really cared. All that was on everyone’s mind was to survive.

Survive.

That’s exactly what Skyler had done. She was good at surviving, avoiding the dead. She didn’t have as much luck with the living, quite literally running into a kid while on a supply run.

Maybe things would be different if she had been able to turn away, ignore the young man’s pleas to help him.

Maybe things wouldn’t have turned out this way if she didn’t take him back to his group.

Maybe she would survive longer if she didn’t listen to her heart.

Could you write a little Drabble about spending Christmas with Joonie!? Thank you in advance!

I made it about spending Christmas Eve with him.  A little humor added in. Hope you enjoy it!

Namjoon/Reader 

Fluff

Warnings: Like, half of a curse word. 

Masterlist 

“I swear if Yoongi plays one more Christmas song, I’m going to kill him.” You said, sitting up and glaring at your boyfriends bedroom door.

“You know, it’s called Christmas music because it’s supposed to be played during Christmas.” Namjoon said, pulling you back down and wrapping his arms around you. “Besides, you’re supposed to be paying attention to me. Y’know, your boyfriend that was away for three months and finally came home on Christmas Eve.”

“Mm. True. But working three Christmas’ at a shitty retail job that played the same cd for two and a half months really makes you hate everything.” You lifted your head up, smiling for it seemed that the older boy had given up on the Christmas music for the time being. “I really missed you Joonie.”

“I missed you too.” He kissed your forehead. “I’m happy that I get to spend the rest of the holidays with you as well. Finally get to ring in the New Year with you.”

You hummed an agreement, kissing him. For the next half hour you both cuddled, kissed, and told each other stories, with Namjoon trying to get you to slip up and tell him what you got him.

“Mm, no way mister. You can wait until tomorrow for that.” You playfully scolded. “ I think you’ll like it though, I asked Jin and he-“

You were interrupted by Jingle Bell Rock blaring through the apartment.

“MIN YOONGI, I’M GOING TO KICK YOUR ASS!” You shouted, jumping up and running out of the room in search of the eldest rapper.

“I’m gonna have to thank him later,” Namjoon mumbled with a smile on his face, already making his way to the closet where he knew you hid everyone’s gifts, grabbing them and making his way to Hoseok and Jimin’s room. “Mission accomplished.”

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Reflection

(fluffy imagine)

You barely notice it at first: the shadow that shields you from the sun as you sit in your car, waiting for one of your friends to grace you with her presence after being 20 minutes late. Your legs sit on top of the dashboard and you hold your phone in your hands, mindlessly scrolling through whatever you can find. A few seconds later, it rings in your mind that someone is standing in front of your car, leaning into the window.

Your head snaps upwards to greet your friend when you realize… that the person looking into your car isn’t who you thought it was. 

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