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Escape

Reader x Jungkook // (???)!AU // 3696 words

Summary: Everyone has a number over their heads that says how useful they are to society from 0-100. You have a number ‘4’. You leave the city for some peace but you meet your cocky neighbour who seems to get on your nerves.

Genre: Fluff?

Y/L/N refers to your last name/family name

Part 2 // Part 3 // Part 4 // Part 5 // Part 6

| You were considered a miracle child. The umbilical cord was still wrapped around your neck hours before delivery but you had entered the world safe and sound. Your parents were extremely excited. Your parents’ numbers were in the high eighties and considering the fact that your brother’s and sister’s numbers were 94 and 96 respectively, they were hoping you’d be a 98. With you being a high ninety, they’d be eligible for the high-potential stipend, allowing your family to live like royalty. For the duration of 9 months, all your parents did was plan ahead. Their dreams were about to become reality and it was all because of you.

Their dreams came crashing down a month later as they saw the small number buzzing above your head; a meager 4. They got a DNA test done (multiple times actually) but no matter what they did, they were forced to face the truth; you were undeniably theirs. The number 4 in Mandarin had a phonetic sound similar to that of the character that represented death and that’s what you represented. You represented the death of your parents’ dreams. You were a beautiful baby but every time your parents looked at you, all they could think about was what could have been.

For the past 20 years, you felt like you were the black sheep of the family. Well, obviously you were but you couldn’t understand how the people you shared the same blood with could treat you so coldly. You were often the scapegoat for your siblings and the reason for embarrassment for your parents. It was so painful to live in that house. It was difficult to watch your siblings go on to prestigious academic institutions while you were sent to the local vocational school. You loved knowledge just as much as they did and if you were given the chance, you felt like you’d be able to be just as successful. You had spent many nights in your family’s study room, reading all the materials that your siblings had brought home from school but you knew no matter how much you tried, everyone would see you as nothing but a 4.

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Sweet Saccharine

Reader x Jungkook // sugarbaby!AU // 10311 words

Summary: Trying your best to stay afloat in a ruthless city, you decide to join the sugar bowl. Who knew the sugar baby business would be this exciting?

Genre: Fluff? 

A/N: Did I spend 2 hours on sugar baby forums and in the sugar baby tag on tumblr for this fic? Maybe lmao. Hope to god my uni doesn’t keep a tab on my web search history lol. This fic is for @kwritersnet March prompt event!

Part 2

You always had big dreams, you always knew you were meant to live in the city but god, was the city ruthless. Fresh out of university, you were sold the promise of getting a job if you had a degree but here you were bouncing from one building to the next, munching on a sandwich as you ran from one interview to another.

You had done everything right, you had done everything potential employers had asked of you while you were in college. You had a good GPA, volunteered in community outreach events, landed an impressive internship and yet every day for the past month you come home to your tiny apartment with no job. There was nothing more you could have done to make yourself stand out from the rest, you had exhausted every single resource your university provided and yet here you were sitting with an exclusive piece of paper that has now left you with a mountain of debt. You watched on with pure envy as the others in your graduating class continue to get the job ahead of you simply because their parents knew somebody that mattered. A top candidate is what they would call you but at the end of the day, they would always give you the same answer, accompanied with a light encouraging pat.

“You look promising but we’re currently on a hiring freeze and can only accept a limited amount of people. Please try again next time!”

Next time, you huff. There wouldn’t be a next time if you don’t find a way to pay for your ever increasing rent and not to mention the student loans you were drowning in. You did any odd job you could find during the days where you had no interviews scheduled but every other night, you spend your hours at the convenience store around the corner, working the graveyard shift. You’d do anything to get out of the job, to finally avoid having to listen to old drunk men heckle at you or young teenagers trying to shoplift because you were so damn tired of it all. You weren’t meant to live the sub-par life, this wasn’t why you worked so hard to get out of that deadbeat town but maybe everyone back home was right and that maybe you just weren’t meant for the city.

Your mother’s starting to grow suspicious because the amount of money you send home to her seems to dwindle slightly with each month. You lie and say that there’s a problem with the pipes in your apartment and that you had to take out a few extra hundreds to get that covered but how long could you keep her fooled? She was someone you could never really lie to for long, all she had to do was raise her voice at you and the truth would come spilling out in the matter of seconds. She was dependent on you and you felt yourself grow increasingly worried with each day. So, you decide to cut down on costs in every single way possible just so you could vaguely keep the amount you sent home every month at the same value, making sure that your mum was happy.

After a very long week of surviving on just one meal per day, you light up at the thought of finally being able to meet Wendy, your best friend you had met while you were in university. You make your way to a quiet café downtown, trying your best to appear joyful and put together but like always, she saw right through you. She spends the next half an hour trying to get you to spill the beans, to talk about your problems and after much coaxing you finally do.

Wendy sits opposite you a sly smirk on her face as she mulls over your financial predicament. You already begin shaking your head no. Whenever she had that look on, it had meant that she had an idea and usually it was a bad one. It was the same look she had when she convinced you to go skinny dipping at the lake that chilly autumn night, the same look when she convinced you it would be a good idea to eat some space cakes the weekend before one of your midterms. You just knew that that look spelled trouble.

“No. Wendy, I know that look,” You warn, holding up your finger. “I know where this is going.”

“Oh, come on, you haven’t even heard what my idea is yet!”

“That’s because I already know it’s going to be a crap one.”

“Listen, just hear me out! You can say no if you’re not into it.”

“Ugh, fine,” You say, rolling your eyes. “It better be worth my time.”

That smirk returns to her face and you know you’ve just made a mistake. The hardest part about getting you to follow along with her plans was getting you to listen to it in the first place but now that you were listening, Wendy knew that you would eventually say yes.

“Okay, listen carefully. Two words, 4 syllables and the answer to all your problems,” She smiles and you only lift your eyebrows in confusion, urging her to continue.

“Sugar. Baby.”

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MASTERLIST

Scenarios

Navy, Jungkook [childhoodfriends!AU, idol!AU]

⇢  when you thought you’d be making music with your best friend, Jungkook, like how you’ve always promised each other but he seems to have other plans. 

Part 1

Escape, Jungkook [(???)!AU]  • complete! •

⇢ numbers, company rivals & family secrets  

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 6.5 | Part 7 | Part 8 | Part 9 | Part 10

Sweet Saccharine, Jungkook [sugardaddy!au]

⇢ who knew the sugar baby business would be this exciting?

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4

Try Me, Namjoon [college!AU, rugby!AU]

⇢ when high school rugby captain and fuckboy, Kim Namjoon, can’t seem to keep his hands off of you in college

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3

Courage, Jungkook [college!AU]

⇢ just friends or something more? 

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3

Wrapped Around (M), Jimin, Taehyung [college!AU]  • complete! •

⇢ you know boys like them are no good for you

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 2.5 | Part 3 | Part 3.5 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 | Jimin Finale | Taehyung Finale

⇢ prequel: You’ve Got Me (M)

Saltare, Taehyung [jumper!AU]

⇢ you always hated your birthday until the year you turned 15… 

Part 1

Drabbles

Eternity, Jungkook [guardianangel!AU]

⇢ all he wanted was to see you again & again 

Oneshot

Obey, Taehyung [mafia!AU]

⇢ you’re the agency’s worst escort and yet the local mafia’s head of security chooses you

Pennies, Jungkook [exes!AU]   

⇢ let’s turn back the clock and take a walk

Noise (M), Jungkook  [college!AU]

⇢ that douchebag dorm mate that you hate 

T&S, Jungkook [shyandscaredofchildren!AU]

⇢ toddlers have always hated Jungkook and Jungkook have always hated toddlers but your sister… she seemed to be a different story

Vines/Videos

- these are videos, not fic tags, but they don’t really work on mobile ):

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Namjoon 

Hoseok

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