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sweater weather
i got this idea from @cienlvrs so go follow 'em, and i got this prompt from this link right here!
sweater weather | m!reader x min jae-hwa (fake person), friends to lovers trope
synopsis: you and hwa have been friends for five years. when hwa takes you out to dinner at your favorite restaurant, she gets cold. cold enough that she asks for your sweater, in which you give it to her, forgetting that you left your ipod in there alongside headphones. you don't realize she has the chance to find your playlist dedicated to your feelings for her..!
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your point of view;
"thank you for lending me this." hwa said, smiling gratefully as she took the sweater from you. "it was my pleasure. thank you for taking me out to dinner!" you replied, both of you smiling, you brought jae-hwa out of the restaurant and drove her home.
"i appreciate you y/n, you're really sweet." hwa said, out of the blue. "where did that come from?" even if you were confused and flustered, hwa continued. "i love when you lend me things, and take me to eat, or even just talking to me. it makes me so happy." you blush while you drive, taking glances at hwa from time to time. would she ever find out about your feelings for her? "i appreciate you too." you said, she smiled at you. that radiating smile, she would never know that you loved her.
when you arrived at hwa's apartment, she stopped before entering the building. she hugged you. "thank you for everything, y/n." she said. she turned around and left, leaving you flustered once more. you went to your car and drove home.
when you got home, you reached into your pocket to grab your ipod, but it wasn't there. you looked in your bag, nothing. coat pockets, nothing. you panicked and panicked, until you realized..
'oh no..'
narrator's point of view;
when hwa entered her apartment, she hugged your sweater. loving the strong scent of you lingering on it. she banged onto her bed, feeling something poking her hip. when she reached into the pocket of the sweater, there she found your earphones and ipod. with a smile on her face, she opened the ipod and entered the passcode, you being dumb enough to tell her, and starting looking.
your gallery was fine, so was YouTube. your search history was all cats and bunnies, but when she opened your Spotify, she found a playlist entitled 'My Min Jae-Hwa'
when she clicked it, she was greeted with multiple songs. a four-hour playlist, dedicated to her. she smiled, put the earphones on, and pressed play.
after about an hour and a half of listening, her pillow was soaked with tears. 'he loves me like this.?' she wondered, listening to the sweet lyrics, lovingly describing the singers love. though, it was never the singer's love you thought about. it was yours. hwa cried and cried, overwhelmed by the feelings pouring out of her heart, no one had ever loved her like this.
without hesitation, hwa picked up her ipod and dialed your house phone's number.
"hello?"
"y/n..!"
"hwa? why are you crying? are you oka-"
"i love you!"
"huh?-"
"i love you."
"i love you more, my hwa."
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its my first EVER story so uh.. is it ok-
without jokes i had so much fun writing this so if u had fun reading then u should uhhhhh follow me :3 :3 it would give me motivation to write more yaknow :3 :3 thank you! <33
The Scent of Tangerines
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Synopsis: You were evicted from your apartment, and had only your cousin, Yoongi's place left to go. Jae-Hwa did not want to let that happen..
Genre: crack (whatever that is), what i think is amusing
Warnings: cursing, cold yoongi (is the best yoongi), confusing storyline
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The One and Only Masterlist | Next
` 1.) Eviction is something... (1)
The Scent of Tangerines
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Synopsis: You were evicted from your apartment, and had only your cousin, Yoongi's place left to go. Jae-Hwa did not want to let that happen..
Genre: crack (whatever that is), what i think is amusing
Warnings: cursing, cold yoongi (is the best yoongi), confusing storyline
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The One and Only Masterlist ;
` 1. ) Eviction is something... (2)
hehehe
damnnn my whole tumblr is svt now
scenario: bts groupchat (real not cap)
( ๐ฟ = hoseok, ๐ฑ = yoongi, ๐จ = namjoon)
๐ฟ: hi guys! im so so so hungry kekekeke T_T
๐ฑ: i just bought chicken. come to the dorm let's eat
๐ฟ: but i'm in the dorm hyung D:
๐ฑ: ..??
๐ฟ: TvT where's the chicken??
๐จ: in the dorm hoseok
๐ฟ: oh
๐ฟ: kekekekekeke
๐ฟ: on my way!
๐จ: ๐คฆโโ๏ธ
เซฎ หถแต แต แตหถ แ
based on true story
sugar cookies ๐ช
synopsis: recently you've been feeling mentally unwell, so yoongi decides to step up. one day, he bursts into your shared room in an apron with baking ingredients..
genre: fluff
warnings: fluff, bad grammar, little swearing
pairing: yoongi x f!reader
a/n: of course i gotta write about yoongi when i get back !! i missed writing guys
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"y/n!! where are you, love?" yoongi yelled. you could tell he was climbing up the stairs. you really wanted to leave your room and go see him, but it seemed like your body was rejecting the idea. you just stayed in bed while he looked for you. "y/n! baby?" he shouts again, getting closer to the door of your bedroom. "love?" you murmured. suddenly, he burst into the room, wearing a black apron and a chef hat? "there you are, baby! look, i got us baking kits, maybe they'll help you feel better!" he smiled big. he looked very cute. on his arm, he had a pink apron for you. "are you feeling good enough to get up?" he asked, coming closer to the bed. you wanted to. "i think so" you said softly. he smiled even more, putting the kit on the bed and reaching his hand out for you. you took his hand and he helped you put on the apron. this is gonna be so easy.. maybe
"what are you doing??" you yelled, laughing hard. "i'm following the instructions, what are you doing?!" he yelled back, squinting at the instructions as if he couldn't read it. he actually couldn't. "fuck" he said under his breath. you looked at him, confused. "i think i made a mistake" he said, looking at his batter. "well it's not my fault, the stupid ass first instruction literally just says 'make cookie dough' this is so stupid!" he stomped his feet and pouted. you laughed at him. "well my cookie dough is probably award-winning, sooo" you said proudly, giving him a kiss on the cheek. he smiled and continued mixing the dough.
"how long did you put yours in for?" he asked you as he braided your hair. "12 minutes, the instructions mentioned that they only take about 12 mins" you said. he froze. "only 12 minutes?" he asked quietly. you gave him a thumps up. "i put mine in for 20" he said. you looked at him with wide eyes. "20?" you asked, hoping he was joking. he nodded, letting go of your hair. "i'm gonna set a timer for eight minutes.." he ran upstairs to get his phone while you laughed.
"your cookies look good" he said. "mine look.. questionable" he looked at his cookies and furrowed his eyes. "mine are hearts!" you said, smiling. he smiled at your cookies. "well, let's decorate. hopefully the icing can cover up the bad inside of the cookies" he said, laughing a bit.
"well done, baby! they look so good!" he said, kissing your head. "i feel much better" you said, leaning your head on his shoulder. "good, i'm glad."
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๐ช: @haecien