Drabble: Jungkook - Tumblr Posts
distance | drabble
a/n: im starting to write fics again so this is a practice drabble i wrote to test the y/n waters. ive never posted on tumblr before and this is all just for fun!! enjoy :)
— pairing: jungkook x (f) reader
— genre: friends to lovers, college au, angst
— snippet: as much as you hated the way he only ever seemed to contact you when he wanted something, the sentimental part of you was willingly to keep any piece - no matter how small - of friendship you two had left.
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“you know,” he started, glancing up at you before his gaze flickered back to the numbers on his calculator and the equations on his sheet, “you’re not very good at this.”
you tapped the eraser of your pencil against your lips, eyes squinting in an attempt to decipher the numerous symbols and digits that bombarded your computer screen. “well, you know math has never been my forté.”
he sighs, dropping his pencil onto the paper and leaning forward to push down the top of your laptop so that it hovered right above the keyboard, “very funny," he let out dryly, "but c’mon, that’s not what i’m talking about.”
you let out a groan before pushing your laptop back up to its 90 degree angle. “not to sound mean, but for the hundredth and possibly the thousandth time, i do not give a shit about your love life, jeon.” slightly offended and taken back by your bluntness, he opens his mouth to speak, but you beat him to it, “don’t you have any other friends to annoy? male friends, perhaps? i’m sure they'll know more about your situation than i do."
he rolls his eyes, leaning forward to once again push your laptop down, this time closing it completely. “but you actually know her.”
“fine. want my advice? how about just grow a pair and talk to her like a normal person. you don’t need me as your ‘middle man’.” letting the ice in your words dissipate into thin air, you tap the screen of your phone to see that it’s already 5:30pm. you have plans to attend to.
he watches as you pack away your things, patiently waiting for you to meet his gaze. as your eyes finally lock, a small, playful smile appears on his lips, “but i always need you.”
fighting the urge to roll your eyes, you let out a breath from your nose, “that’s great jeongguk. but what i need, is to leave.” you sling your backpack over your shoulders and start your exit out the building. a small part of you expects him to ask why you’re in such a hurry, but even if he was at all curious, he didn’t make it known.
before you can completely walk past him, he grabs at your wrist, pulling you back slightly. “i'm sorry for being annoying. you’re not mad at me are you?” for the nth time that night, your tired eyes meet his eager ones and you can’t help but feel bad. as much as you hated the way he only ever seemed to contact you when he wanted something, the sentimental part of you was willingly to keep any piece - no matter how small - of friendship you two had left.
swallowing your pride, you open your mouth to speak. “she gets off work at 7 and probably hasn’t eaten anything all day. she loves the spinach feta wrap from starbucks, and i’m sure she’d really appreciate one of those cake pop things too.” he flashes you a toothy grin, and before he can exclaim his gratitude you remove his hand from your wrist and readjust the straps of your weighty backpack. “i’ll see you around.”
watching you escape the confines of the quiet library, he can’t help but feel his heart twinge when he realizes that in the entire three hours you two had spent together, you did not smile at him once.
waiting game | drabble
a/n: dedicated to the app i hate the most.
— pairing: jungkook x (f) reader
— genre: friends/strangers to lovers (?), college au, fun banter
— snippet: either im rlly ugly or i just killed you with my good looks
warnings: idk if this will make sense if you don’t have much knowledge on “snapchat culture”. also tons of dialogue in this one for no reason other than im lazy :D
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“okay, how about this one?”
tilting the phone to face your friend, she spares a brief glance at the image plastered on the screen before looking you dead in the eye, “is that not the same selfie you took just two seconds ago?”
“are you implying that i’m ugly?”
“i’m implying that you’re an idiot.” she reaches over, pressing the home button on your device to sneak a peak at the time written in small, white font. “you opened his snap at 11:43pm. it’s 11:46 now.”
swatting her hand away from your phone, you quickly reopen snapchat and tap the ‘x’ at the top left corner to discard the photo you spent a little too much time taking. “god, three whole ass minutes, now it just looks like i’m trying too hard.”
“but that’s exactly what you were d-”
“shut up. i’ll just send him a picture of, like, the ceiling or something, he probably doesn’t even think i’m pretty anyw-”
“holy shit you’re annoying.” in the blink of an eye, rose snatches the phone from your hand, extends her arm out to an upward angle, and takes a semi-blurry picture of the both of you, “done.” your eyes go wide as you see the small box turn to a red arrow: delivered, now.
“i think you just made my heart fall out of my ass.”
“and i think that you’re overthinking this too much. he’s one of the hottest guys on campus, probably - actually no - i know he has tons of girls lined up on his phone. do you really want to be another one he just checks off the list?”
her words float around inside your head as you stare mindlessly at the screen in front of you, eagerly awaiting his reply. “it’s kinda fun though,” you try to reason.
rose lets out a soft chuckle and pokes you in your cheek, “you’re so cute. i know this whole ‘talking stage’ and ‘flirting’ thing is new for you, so i’ll let it slide.”
you feel guilty all of a sudden when you realize that you’ve only been talking about him since the moment she got to your dorm. understanding how annoying it can be to constantly pester someone with your relationship problems, you turn off your phone and throw it to the opposite side of the bed. “by the way, how’s your internship going?”
she smiles in appreciation, picking up the m&m packet from your bedside table and tearing it open. “the real question is how is it not going.” once she’s placed all the yellow-colored chocolates into the palm of your hand, she doesn't fail to let you in on every single detail for the next half an hour.
“...i mean besides all that, the pay is insanely good, so i’m not really complaining. and also, i’m pretty sure he snapped you back, like, 15 minutes ago.” she grabs your phone from the edge of the bed and tosses it in your lap, amused by how fast your eyes light up.
staring nervously at the name on the top of your chat feed, you swear you can feel your heart beating faster and louder as the seconds go by.
jungkook
∎ new snap, 17m
without much thought, you open the picture and - woah. grabbing the closest pillow to you, you scream into it as if that’ll stop the butterflies in your stomach.
confused by the reaction, rose mutters a “let me see that” and grabs the phone from your hand. mouth slightly agape, she playfully pushes your shoulder, not taking her eyes off the image. “i get it, ____. i really get it now.”
lifting your head from the pillow, you take another glance at the photo and let out one final scream into the soft cushion before taking the phone back from rose’s hand. “was he sculpted by the gods or something? how does anyone have a body like that?” you can’t help but gawk at the oh-so precious photo that jeon jungkook himself has chosen to bless your eyes with.
shirtless torso, grey sweats, and wet hair: what would normally be considered a harmless mirror selfie is quite literally turning into what you assume will be the cause of your death. “i think he’s trying to kill me.”
“well hurry up and reply before he thinks you actually died from his hot, hot, hot body.”
when you finally let go of the picture, you notice that there’s no longer an empty red square, but a blue one that fills its place. “fuck, he typed something in the chat.” rose scoots herself closer to you, your shoulders touching as she watches you carefully slide open the conversation - not fully - but just enough so that you can see what he says without notifying him that you opened his message.
your cheeks turn an intense shade of pink, and all rose can do is laugh. “i have to say i am kind of jealous of you right now... babe.”
jungkook
wow 5 mins on opened
either im rlly ugly or i just killed you with my good looks
jk
but seriously babe wya
you
babe?
and sorry lmao i just forgot to reply thats all
jungkook
rightttttttttt
it’s okay to say u were staring
i wont tell anyone
and what do u want me to call u
pretty girl
angel face
a pause in the chat like he's thinking for more things to say. jungkook is typing...
love
love. you mentally facepalm yourself for letting your heart flutter at the possibility of him - or even anyone for that matter - calling you that one day.
you
maybe uhhhh idk. my name :D
and awh did me leaving you on open bruise ur ego :((((((
jungkook
fiesty
i like that
but fr it kinda did
while it was fun to push each other’s buttons, you were slightly unsure of how to gage the seriousness of his last reply. why do i kind of feel bad, you thought to yourself.
you
i didn’t think you cared lol
jungkook
ahhh
but you see love
i do when it comes to you :)
Hi! I read your waiting game drabble and I really liked it!! Ahhh...I really felt like, I'm such that kind of girl where I would be giddy and excited too, so being able to read a story like this...ahh! It was exciting to read this! I could feel what she was feeling. When JK sent his picture and what he said after—ahhh! Wow, she's really lucky. I would definitely be interested if you wanted to continue the story! I hope you have a great day!
oh my gosh this is so sweet thank you so much for reading!!!!! that giddy feeling was exactly what i was going for so im glad you felt that way 🥰
i initially planned on turning it into a drabble series but ive been really busy with school </3 when my schedule clears up i'll definitely start writing more, and knowing that you're interested in more parts is very motivating so thank you 💜💜💜