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Finally got inspiration for the Yoongi oneshot! I started working on it this weekend so I should hopefully have it up by Friday!

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Unsinkable ||j.jk|| - Chapter 3

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Description: The 1910s are the peak of passenger ships, it was also the peak of classism, Jungkook is a third class immigrant from Korea, and you are a first class “prisoner” not wanting to go back to a life of strict standards. Once you meet Jungkook, life seems worth living, but when tragedy strikes, will you guys make it out to live the life you planned?

Genre: Titanic AU, poor/artist!JK x rich!f reader, angst, fluff, very slight smut, forbidden love.

Warnings: Mentions of DV

Word Count: 1.5k+

The next morning was meant to be peaceful, you and Namjoon were having breakfast, quietly enjoying the sea salt smell and the ship's soothing sway. Namjoon then broke the silence.

"So," he spoke, "did you enjoy your time with the fleas downstairs?" His question had your blood boil inexplicably, having spoken and met a lot of the third class folks, you knew they weren't just "fleas" some of them had dreams, goals, they were looking for a fresh start and opportunity, on top of that, the fact that he had sent someone to spy on you made you feel worse.

You scoffed, "I didn't know you found pleasure on my being spied on," you continued to cut into your omelet. "I'm guessing Yoongi must enjoy being your personal spy."

Namjoon hit his fists against the table, covering his mouth with his hands. You stopped for a moment, slowly starting to move your fork to take a bite of the omelet, when he stood up and flipped the table.

"YOU ARE MY BRIDE TO BE," he shouted, "do you know how embarrassing this is?! That MY bride to be, my future wife is seen with some lowlife third class bitch?! Do you want people to think you are a whore?!" With each word he got closer until your noses were practically touching as he continued to berate you.

He seemed to realize what he had just done and took a step back, regaining his composure and adjusting his shirt. "You won't see him again, if you know what's best for you and your family, I'll see you in a bit for lunch," he stated plainly with his back turned to you, he stayed just a second longer, and then walked away.

You slowly slid down the wall, how did things get this bad? You felt the tears involuntarily slip down your face, and it wasn't long until you were sobbing. Last night was so nice. You thought back to the end of night, before you got back to your cabin, you and Jungkook had briefly stared at the stars, and you talked about how life would be if you ran away with him once you docked. You thought about how you guys had briefly gotten so close that your noses were touching, how Jungkook's hand was softly caressing your cheek.

Eventually your sobs caught the attention of your chamber maid, who saw the mess and immediately got to cleaning. "I'm so sorry," you apologized between sobs, "it's okay ma'am," she stated sweetly. You continued to sob, making her take a good look at you, you looked so broken. In all the years she had served you, she had never seen you so sad, so she decided to show you a bit of support by pulling you into a hug, which you immediately reciprocated as you cried harder.

You later found out whilst you were getting dressed, that Namjoon had told your mother about the whole situation, and so she forbid you to see Jungkook, and to ensure this you had been told you'd be escorted by Yoongi or your chambermaid whenever you weren't with your mom or Namjoon. So, feeling defeated, you resigned on your feelings to keep the peace.

Jungkook hadn't heard from you in 2 days, he hadn't even seen you until right now, at the Sunday service held in the first class chapel. You looked as gorgeous as ever, a beautiful blue dress with white on your chest, and a pretty blue shawl, your hair was half up half down and he wished he could tell you right now how pretty you were.

He knew you'd never be able to be together, at least not unless you made the choice to leave the life you knew to be with someone like him. But he at least had to talk to you one last time, so he marched to the door of the chapel, ready to talk to you after mass was done, but he was stopped by Yoongi, who had just gotten out of the room.

"Ah Jungkook-ssi, what a delightful surprise" he smirked, Jungkook could tell the tone of his voice was anything but friendly, he was used to condescension. "I was just wanting to speak to y/n," the younger stated matter of factly, which caused Yoongi to let out a hearty chuckle, "Mr. Kim and Ms. Y/ln, are grateful for the great service you provided but will no longer be needing you," he deadpanned, "Mr. Kim did want me to give you this as a final thanks," he took out a small stack of bills and put his hand out to the younger for him to grab it. Jungkook was extremely upset, did they think his and y/n's connection was that weak? He refused to give into this, so he slapped the money off of Yoongi's hand, causing it all to fall all over, it almost looked like rain.

"You will not pay me to stay away, if she doesn't want to see me she'll have to tell me-" he was interrupted by a sudden gut punch, two first class stewards took a hold of his arms, and Yoongi ordered for him to be taken back to "his correct space." But Jungkook told himself he would not be deterred.

You were talking to the ship's designer and architect, Thomas Andrews, he was giving your group a tour of the ship, talking to you about how the design came to be, what materials were used, how long it took to build. Early on he first showed you the lifeboats, what the capacity was, and how they'd be used in the event of an emergency; you couldn't help but make the calculations based on the information you had, there just didn’t seem to be enough boats, but when you brought up that concern everyone just scoffed, and brushed it off, the mind behind the ship saying he built you a sturdy boat.

And well, who wouldn't believe it. Titanic was built so that if three or even four of her watertight compartments were filled, she could stay afloat until help arrived, so in reality, the ship itself was meant to be a lifeboat, and that eased your mind.

You continued to walk with your group until you were surprised by the boy who had caused you so much trouble, poking his head out of a door that led to an empty deck, which you believed was for people to go into in case they still wanted to enjoy an area outside their cabins during the freezing nights of spring. He motioned for you to come in and you were grateful people walking ahead of you were too far into their conversations to notice, so you followed him in.

"Jungkook, what the hell are you doing?!" You whisper yelled.

"Why have you been ignoring me?" He asked, concerned. His doe eyes pleading, and god you felt like his eyes had so many stars, and it pained you to take them away, but what could you do?

"Listen Jungkook," you finally spoke, "I'm getting married, I cannot keep seeing you, it's not appropriate."

Jungkook felt a sharp pain in his chest, he may have only met you three days ago, but he knew how to read people, and just the way you spoke to him about you guys' future, and how you seemed so excited, your eyes would light up whenever you guys talked.

"This is them speaking! Y/n I know you don't love him, I know you don't want this," he pleaded. "Do you really want to be someone's show pony for the rest of your life?!" He looked distraught.

Is that what you wanted? What other option did you have? Your mother had all but beat you into submission, and deep down, what were you supposed to do? Namjoon can provide you with the life you were raised to have, a life where you'd do your duties as a woman, maintain the house, have his kids, learn an instrument or two, and be his little piece of arm candy for balls, galas and parties. Your life was planned out in front of you ... were you okay with that?

"Y/n?" His voice brought you out for your thoughts. "If you want me to leave you alone, you have to say, look me in the eyes and say it, and you'll never hear from me again," You took a deep breath and took his hand in and shook it.

"I thank you for you've done jun- Mr. Jeon, but I need you to leave me alone, I am getting married to a man I-" you looked up from his hand to his eyes, they were harsh and their warmth was almost gone, "to a man I love, so please don't come looking for me."

You let go and walked off, leaving poor Jungkook with a creeping feeling of sorrow. He was hurt that you would choose a life of misery when he was right there, but from the little he knew of you, he had a feeling that — just like that night at the edge of the stern, when he had pulled you away from your darkest thoughts — you'll be coming back, you had to. Although, he wasn’t expecting to not hear from you at all, you guys only saw each other again on that night.

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One That I Want ||m.yg|| – Chapter 9: Lightning

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Description: It is summer of 1956, and leader of the T-Birds Yoongi is working at a food joint at the beach to make extra money over the summer, when he meets a pretty girl. They start a summer fling that unfortunately had to come to end, but an unexpected turn of events will bring them back together.

Genre: 1950s au, angst, fluff, some smut, Greaser!Yoongi x Square/Goody-Two-Shoes!OC.

TW: underage drinking and smoking, sexual content, violence, misogyny (it’s the 1950s so peak macho man era).

Word Count: 1.6k+

Lottie was thankful to have spent most of her weekend with Nayeon, hanging out with her brought a happiness that she desperately needed. It was now Monday after school and they were laying on Lottie’s bed in a comfortable silence as the older played with her hair. Lottie felt like a change of style may serve her broken heart, but something better came along as the phone rang downstairs.

“Charlotte! There’s someone on the phone for you,” her little brother called.

“Were you expecting someone to call?” Nayeon asked, to which Lottie just shook her head confused, they both made their way down the stairs, her brother carelessly handing her the phone.

“Hello?”

“Hey baby,” the deep rumble of Taehyung’s voice came through the receiver, flutters making themselves obvious in her stomach. “Oh, hi there Taehyung,” Nayeon immediately jumped up and down, getting closer to the phone so she could hear what they spoke about.

Taehyung had been hunting down her number the whole weekend, finally realizing she’ll most definitely not be in the Yellow Pages yet, he went to Wendy and asked her for it. He was keen on the foreigner, and now more so knowing how Yoongi had treated her. He wanted to make her feel better, even if she decided she wanted nothing to do with him other than be friends afterwards, seeing her so sad during the pep rally made him so angry and upset for her.

“I wanted to know if you’d let me take you out next Saturday?” he asked, Nayeon took the phone and covered the transmitter with her hands.

“Oh you have to go, weren’t you just telling me how you thought he was cute?” she whispered excitedly. Taehyung wasn’t sure if Nayeon actually knew how to whisper though, considering he heard most of what she said.

“Hmm, I guess, he’s pretty nifty,” Lottie replied, taking the phone back, “I’d love to go out with you Taehyungie!”

“Neeto! I’ll pick you up at 5, see you then baby,” Taehyung hung up after that, Nayeon immediately squealed, pulling her friend by her arm back up the stairs “I have to get you ready!” Lottie chuckled at that, she had to admit she was excited to go out with Taehyung, hopefully this was the new start she needed.

Namjoon felt lost, sitting on the hood of his beaten up car he wasn't sure how he felt about what had gone on Friday night, in a way he was excited to have finally gotten some from Kim, but so upset at what Jaebeom had done to his car.

“Namjoonah! Are you listenin’?” He was taken out of his thoughts by Yoongi.

“Sorry hyung, I just keep thinking about Friday, I hate that I got Kim and my heart wasn't in it,” he ran his hands through his hair in frustration.

“As long as something else was,” Jimin wiggled his eyebrows suggestively.

Namjoon smacked the back of his neck causing the younger to yelp loudly “shut your trap.”

All Yoongi could do was chuckle at his dongsaengs along with Jin and Hobi who were leaning into each other from how hard they were laughing. “We'll figure it out Namjoonie, for now let's go get some shakes,” he grabbed his best friend's shoulder forcing him to stand up and walk to the diner's entrance.

What the hell?!

As the diner's doors swung open he was met with the most terrible sight ever.

Lottie and Kim Taehyung… on a date?

His friends’ immediately noticed Yoongi’s change in mood, following his gaze to the aforementioned, who were chatting rather lively. “You're staring hyung, let's go,” Hoseok pulled him to their usual booth, although that didn't stop Yoongi from continuing to stare.

“He’s achin’ for a breakin’,” he says under his breath.

“Going ape over bird dog over there Min?” Kim asked, Yoongi hadn’t even seen or heard her walk in, granted he was too busy burning a hole into Taehyung’s head.

“Bite the weenie Kim,” he rolled his eyes, finally looking away from Lottie, “with relish,” she replied cheekily, turning her attention to Namjoon, running one of her hands through his hair before walking away to the rest of her gang, who Yoongi had also not seen walk in. He chuckled at Namjoon’s face.

“Oh Namjoonie, don’t tell you’re gone for Kim?” he teased, making the younger break out of his trance, “pfft, you know these chicks, they’re only good for one thing,” he tried playing it off.

“Yeah,” Hobi piped up in defense of his friend, “what else are you supposed to do with them the other 23 hours and 45 minutes of the day?” He chuckled.

“Uhhh,” a confused Jimin jumped into the conversation,”is that all it takes? 15 minutes?” He asked nervously, causing the group to laugh. It was no secret to them that Jimin being the youngest was the least experienced of the group, it was something the aforementioned was insecure about; sure he’d done some petting and necking, but he’d never gone all the way with a chick. “No, Jiminie, it varies from person to person,” Jin explained, trying to reassure the youngest. Yoongi went back to staring, debating whether or not he should go up to Lottie, he found the opportunity when he saw her get up from her seat and head to the jukebox across the room.

Lottie was so happy to have gone on this date with Taehyung, she didn’t think she could laugh so hard her belly hurt and tears streamed down her face. He was such a gentleman and very good at making her comfortable. She was definitely grateful that Nayeon had convinced her to go.

“Wanna dance baby?” He asked you with a pretty smile that you just couldn’t say no to, you nodded very enthusiastically making him giggle. “Here’s a Won, pick something fun!” He handed her the small coin and she happily stood up, and walked to said jukebox. She was sorting through the selection of songs when she felt someone close to her.

“Don’t trust me to pick a song by mys-” she stopped when she saw Yoongi staring at her.

“Hey dolly,” he greeted her sheepishly, she scoffed in response.

“Hey,” Yoongi didn’t miss how quickly her smile had dropped once he’d shown up.

“Been wantin’ to talk to ya for a while”

“What could you possibly wanna talk about?” she retorted, she definitely sounded annoyed.

“That night at the pep rally,” he wished she would look at him, but she just kept looking through the song list, “the way I acted was terrible and it wasn’t me at all,” that last part made her look at him whilst she chuckled cynically.

“Then who was it? The person you told me to take out a missing person ad for?” Lottie felt her ears heat up as she let Yoongi know what she thought of him “it's okay, I've someone who won't go missing,” she turned and waved at Taehyung who flashed back a brilliant smile.

“Too bad his brains are in his biceps,” he said bitterly.

“Taehyung is a wonderful and smart young man, what have you ever done?” she finally inserted the small coin into the Jukebox, “c'mon Lottie I can run circles around him any day,” Yoongi complained, using his hand to point at Taehyung, who she saw taking off his letterman jacket to be more comfortable when the time came to dance.

“I'll believe that when I see it,” she looked at him one more time before choosing "Those Magic Changes" as the song she wanted to dance to, “bye Yoongi.”

Yoongi watched her walk away and Taehyung hold her as they swayed to the melody of the song, it made his heart shatter and his blood boil when he saw them giggling at each other, the obvious tint in Lottie's cheek making it obvious to Yoongi that she was keen of the jock.

He started walking back to his booth, where he noticed Jin and Namjoon missing, “where'd they go?” He asked his two remaining friends, “went to flirt with the girls, I heard Jin talking about how pretty Nayeon was looking today to Namjoon,” Hobi made a gagging sound.

I wish I could care as little as Hobi does, he thought.

Back at the table, Taehyung didn't miss the way Lottie's mood had changed, he'd seen Min approach her and he wanted nothing more than to beat his face in, but for now cheering her up was his priority.

“Hey baby! Ready to dance?” he smiled sweetly, holding his hand out to her.

Lottie was grateful for him at that moment so she took it, he pulled her close as they started dancing slowly. “So, have I been a good date so far?” he asked, they were so close, their noses barely a few inches apart.

“Hmm I don’t know,” she replied jokingly, prompting him to spin her around and dip her, she laughed loudly causing a couple of heads to turn their way, a very obvious Yoongi trying to bore holes into the back of Taehyung’s head… again.

“How about now?” His voice soft, they were close again, and Lottie didn't miss the way Taehyung's eyes went from her own to her lips, “I'd say you've been great,” their lips were barely touching. Lottie didn't want to move too fast, and she was suddenly aware that everyone was watching. She made a quick move and kissed his cheek, “but making out in front of everyone isn't my style,” Taehyung giggled.

“Not a problem baby, I'd never do anything you didn't want me to,” she gave him another kiss on the cheek and it almost looked like Taehyung’s face would split into two from how wide it was.

Yoongi wished his face would actually split into two.

#bts fanfic #bts #min yoongi #1950s au #one that i want #yoongi fanfic #yoongi x reader #yoongi x oc

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Alright! Tomorrow there will be a new One that I Want chapter and Friday a new Unsinkable chapter! I'm excited for y'all to read my work!

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Sorry for posting the Jimin AU so late, I've had a super intense week at work and I've gotten home extremely tired, but it's up now! I hope y'all like it!

#bts fanfic #bts #bts au #park jimin #jimin x reader #jimin au

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Whistle ||p.jm||

Description: you and Jimin meet after your dogs get out.

Genre: Non Idol AU, neighbors-to friends-to lovers, Non-idol!Jimin x f!reader, fluff LOTS of fluff.

TW: pets escaping.

Word Count: 3k+

This was not happening. There's no way This was happening to you.

Your dogs had always been well-behaved, had never escaped, and were your personal little angels, so why they chose today of all days to run out on you beats you.

You had let them out in your small backyard so they could get some exercise in whilst you got ready for work, you had a few minutes to spare so you decided to do your hair, and once you were done it was right on time for you to go get your dogs back in the house and head out.

Your fur babies had other plans.

Panic slowly bubbling inside you when you saw your backyard…empty, no sign of them and one of the wood planks almost off your fence. “Fuck,” you muttered, running to get your shoes on so you could look for them right away. You were so angry and sad, you'd heard all thensotries of how some pet owners didn't see their pets for months, maybe even years, the thought of your dogs being away from you like that terrified you.

Mona, your oldest dog had always been the type to inhale her food, she got hungry quickly, what if she starved? Miles, your 10 month old puppy, was Mona’s little sidekick, he'd follow her to the ends of the earth. What if they got runover? What if they got taken by someone? What if they got attacked?

You couldn't stop the tears from streaming down your face as you yelled dogs’ names whilst walking around your neighborhood, you made it back to your street and were ready to admit defeat, deciding you were going to call out of work if you couldn't find them and then call your local shelters to see and animal control.

And then you saw them, who was the person with them?

Jimin rarely had a day off, but when he did he liked to sit out on his front steps whilst he drew, it helped him relax and let go, it was something he'd picked up during quarantine along with building small lego sets. However, today he was just enjoying the sun, this spring had been incredibly inconsistent as far as the weather went, so to have a nice warmer morning was a breath of fresh air for him.

His friends were still sleeping. Usually, a couple of them would be up and ready to go to the gym but they had stayed up way past midnight celebrating his Yoongi hyung's birthday.

Jimin was taken out of his thoughts by the sounds of barking, he'd had his eyes closed whilst he sunbathed and he was shocked when he opened them and saw two medium sized dogs playing towards the end of their driveway, they had no collars on, and the smaller of the two seemed very very muddy. Dogs in this neighborhood were supposed to be leashed at all times, so there was only two possibilities, either they were stray dogs, or they had gotten out of their house.

They are too plump and well kept to be strays, he thought. The smaller dog, although muddy, seemed to have been groomed recently, so he leaned more towards the second option.

“Hey puppies,” he approached them gently to ensure he wouldn't scare them off, but they were all but skittish, the moment they saw Jimin they ran to him and jumped, nearly tackling the poor man onto the wet grass as they licked him all over his face.

“Hello to you too,” he giggled, “where's your owner huh?” He managed to sit up, petting both of their heads as they panted happily.

Jimin looked around the street and didn't see anyone walking by, “well, in the meantime why don't I give you both a quick wash and some food, hmm?” He whistled and they followed him into his shared house, where it still seemed like none of his friends were awake yet.

He took them to the bathroom and rinsed their dirty areas with water and some of the leftover shampoo from when the other dogs came to visit, he was grateful Jungkook was the kind to buy really big bottles of everything so he had more than enough to make sure the dogs smelled and looked good.

He ended up feeding them out on the porch in case their owners walked by looking for them; bathing them couldn't have taken more than 20 minutes, and by the time they were eating Jimin heard an unfamiliar whistle and a worried voice calling out for someone.

“Mona! Miles!” The dogs immediately perked up and started trotting back down the driveway, Jimin following close behind.

The moment you saw them you felt the weight of the world leave your shoulders, and then you realized they had been right across the street from your house this entire time.

“Oh my babies I was so worried,” you couldn't help the tears streaming down your face as they jumped on you.

“I'm guessing you're their owner?”

You looked up and found an extremely attractive guy looking at you with the warmest eye smile you had ever seen, “yeah, I let them out this morning and they must’ve loosened one of my fence planks, I've been looking for them for the past 30 minutes,” you admitted, quickly wiping your tear stained face, “were you keeping an eye on them this whole time?”

“Yeah, kinda hard not to when they jump on you like that,” he chuckled, “I'm Jimin by the way,” he extended his hand out to you, you gave it a firm shake, “Yn.”

“I hope you don't mind, the little one was a bit muddy so I gave him a quick wash, I also gave them both some food,” he explained as you took your hand back, “I don't mind at all! Thank you for taking such good care of them,” you smiled sincerely.

Jimin thought it was the prettiest thing, he didn't really believe in love at first sight but he definitely believed in attraction at first sight, and he was definitely attracted to you. You were wearing a flowy black dress that went just above your knees, your hair was down and you had two small necklaces hanging around your neck.

“Well, I have to get back to my house so I can try and get to work at a decent time, thank you again so much Jiminie!” your voice took him out of thoughts, and when he finally focused on you again he noticed you blushing, “no problem!”

You ushered your dogs to follow you back to your home, and Jimin was elated to know you lived across the street, how come he'd never seen you? Once you were in your house you scolded your dogs, and sent them into their kennels for the time being, you called your boss explaining what had happened and that you were on your way to work.

As you gathered your belongings and got in your car, you couldn't help but sigh one more time, being so grateful that Jimin had found and taken care of your dogs, even if it wasn't a long time, you were happy to know there were people like him in the world.

“I still can't believe you used the good hair dryer on two strange dogs, what if they had fleas!?” Jin complained as everyone gathered for lunch. It'd been a couple hours since Jimin had returned your dogs to you, and he was starting to regret telling his friends about it.

“C’mon hyung! If it was one of our dogs I would've wanted all the good stuff used for them,” Yoongi retorted as he set down the pan of bulgogi he had just made, Jimin immediately grabbed a piece with his chopsticks.

“I guess,” the oldest gave in, “you said she lives across the street?” Jimin nodded as he chewed.

“I didn't even know we got a new neighbor,” Namjoon added.

“Do you think she'd want to have a playdate with her dogs and our dogs?” Jungkook piped up.

“Literally all I got was her name and y'all are already wanting to bombard her,” Jimin rolled his eyes, “let the girl be,” and with that they went back to their bickering.

It was while before you saw Jimin again, your fence had been fixed since, and although you'd let them out a couple of times, you had decided walking them more often was the better option for now, just to keep your heart at ease.

You saw him again by the mail boxes and your puppy immediately wanted to run toward him, almost pulling your arm out of your socket.

“Miles!” You called out for your dog causing Jimin to turn and look at you, his eye smile immediately making an appearance.

“Hi buddy,” he chuckled as he crouched down to his level so he could run into his arms.

Green flag, you thought. Any person who can make a dog this excited to see them has to be a great human being.

“I'm so sorry”

“It's okay! It's been a while, and I'm just as happy to see him,” he kept his gaze on Miles for a little longer before looking at you. “How's your other dog? She doing okay?”

“Yup! I just walked her like five minutes ago and now it's his turn,” you explained. “Your boyfriend doesn't help you walk them?” He tilted his head and you couldn't help but giggle, “I don't have a boyfriend, it's just me and my dogs.”

His mouth went into an “o” shape and you noticed just how plump and pretty his lips were, you wondered how kissing him would feel. “Well, if you ever need help you can always knock on my door, there's a dog park nearby and they sell really good corn dogs there,” he offered with a smile, and then it dawned on you.

“Would your girlfriend be okay with that?” you asked back, it was his turn to laugh, “no girlfriend, just me, my friends, and their dogs,” you nodded.

You were really considering taking him up on his offer, you didn't really have many friends on this side of town after your job transferred you to a new location. And honestly, having an incredibly attractive sweet guy be your friend sounded like heaven. “Sure!”

You exchanged numbers after that, he texted you first and all the sudden the dog park planning was set in the back burner as you guys talked more and more through texts, it was almost an everyday occurrence for you both. Jimin liked getting to know you every day, whether he learnt a new fun fact about you or just talked about the season change, he enjoyed every conversation.

“Awww, look at hyung all smitten for the neighbor,” Jungkook teased as he ruffled the older's hair.

“Yah, you don't know what you're talking about, we're just friends,” he clarified, making the doe eyed man scoff.

“Just friends my ass,” he mumbled, causing Jimin to start chasing him around the house.

The rest of the guys could see it even if Jimin didn't, he was for sure smitten and had an obvious blossoming crush on you, although he never seemed to admit it, they could tell he'd had an extra pep in his step since meeting you almost two months ago. The same could be said for you, since meeting and talking to Jimin even your work friends noticed a change, always having a positive cheery attitude and opening more up to them, which was a stark comparison to how you were shy and closed off during your first few weeks.

You and Jimin would see each other occasionally around the neighborhood, he'd walk you back home if he caught you at the end of a walk with your dogs, bring leftovers from the meals his Yoongi hyung and Jin hyung made, or even little toys he'd see whilst out shopping that reminded him of your precious fur babies.

Your feelings for him were blossoming quickly.

The day came where the plans finally made it out of the chat. Jimin picked you up on a Saturday afternoon and offered to grab Mona's leash as you walked toward the famous dog park he had told you about. It's not like this day hadn't been on either of your minds at all, it's just every time you tried to plan it the other one would have to work, or go to a birthday dinner, or some other event you just couldn't skip.

“So how was work this week?” You both asked in unison, laughing at your sudden sync. “Ladies first,” Jimin said, his gaze going from Mona to you to the sidewalk, the last thing he needed was to trip over nothing and humiliate himself in front of a pretty girl.

“It was good! Mostly just inputting paperwork into the system, we haven't been super busy,” you started, “a coworker invited me to have drinks with him tonight.”

“Oh,” he responded, “did you say yes?” He was trying hard to not let the jealousy show, then he remembered you weren't his, and that he had no right to be jealous.

“He's cute, but honestly not my type,” you simply shrugged, he's only reply was a ‘hmm’

“How about yours?”

“Kiddos finally learned their parts for our nutcracker production! One of them really loves their rat costume,” he giggled and it was contagious enough that you couldn't help doing it too.

Everything about Jimin was contagious, even just the way he spoke about his work made you want to enjoy the little things about yours, even if it was one hundred percent more boring than his. Mona started pulling at her leash a bit, and Miles wanting to be just like his sister started pulling too.

“Hey! Guys calm down!” You tried pulling at his leash, but it didn't matter, he ended up tangling himself with Mona's leash and in an effort to untangle yourself you ended up tripping over them “MILES.”

Jimin was able to catch you and he actually ended up taking most of the fall, “oh my gosh, I'm so sorry” you were half laying on your side whilst his back was flat on the ground, how many fingers am I holding up? Are you dizzy? Can you stand?” The questions came out of your mother's like quick fire while your dogs sniffed around Jimin's face, who was giggling like what had just happened was the funniest thing.

He squeezed your hip whilst he laughed, and you had no clue when he'd put his hands on you.

The furious fluttering in your stomach and warmth on your cheeks wasn't lost on you.

“I'm okay, Ynie” he assured you as he tried to sit up, prompting you to scoot away so he would have space, “that puppy of yours is a spitfire huh?” His giggles were softer now as his eyes settled on you, and suddenly you felt naked, even if obviously weren't, it felt like Jimin could look straight through you.

“Y-yeah,” you stared for a quick moment and then got up, offering your hand out to him which he gladly took.

Once he was standing up right you ended up being a little closer than what you expected, your noses were barely an inch apart, and holy shit he was even more ethereal up close.

Jimin thought the same about you.

He slowly moved his hand go cup your cheek, the soft strokes making impossible not to lean in closer to his touch, you didn't miss how quickly his smile took over his face. “I can't stop smiling when I look at you,” he said as he rubbed his thumb back and forth on your cheek.

You hoped the redness and warmth in your face wasn't obvious. Your puppy started jumping on you causing you to step away, “what's up buddy?” you were petting his head as he panted profusely, “you wanna go home?” And the immediate chorus of barks coming from him and Mona was enough for both you and Jimin to start the walk back home.

Jimin put his arm around you once you were able to get a hold of your dogs, it felt nice, like a shield so strong not even bugs would be able to get through it, although the mosquitoes that kept eating you alive would say otherwise.

When you made it to your front door, you let your dogs in first, slightly closing it so they wouldn't escape. You looked at Jimin, who had the softest of looks and you wished for nothing more than to squish his cheeks. “Thank you for today Jiminie!” You smiled brightly.

“No problem, any time I spend with you is time well spent!” You blushed profusely and he smiled so big his eyes disappeared, thinking of how cute you looked at this moment.

“I'm sure you say that to all the girls you help with their dogs.”

“You're the only one,” he stepped a little closer, “if it were up to me we'd go on these dog walking dates everyday,” dates?

“You want to date me?”

“Why not? You are the most beautiful person I've ever met, like I told you, I can't help but smile when I look at you,” you were once again standing barely an inch apart, with Jimin's hand caressing your cheek, “would you let me take you out on a date? And maybe if it doesn't go terribly,” you foreheads touched and you closed your eyes, “be my girlfriend?”

You opened your eyes to see Jimin looking right at you hopeful, “Sure,” it was barely a whisper, he could feel your breath and his mixing.

“Ynie?”

“Yeah?”

“May I kiss you?”

And Jimin didn't have to wait for an answer as you closed the space between you, joining your lips in the sweetest kiss, just like how you'd imagine kissing him would feel.

“FRIENDS MY ASS HYUNG” You pulled away and Jimin looked back to see all 6 of his friends giggling as they watched on, Jungkook had been the one yelling. Jimin would make sure to beat his ass later.

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Jimin is our winner! Prepare for a very fluffy story on Friday!!

Another poll!

Okay so I know I said Yoongi was next, but I've been in a bit of an idea slump lately. However I do have two almost completed Oneshots for Jin AND Jimin! Which one would you prefer I post first? Whoever wins will be up by Friday!

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Another poll!

Okay so I know I said Yoongi was next, but I've been in a bit of an idea slump lately. However I do have two almost completed Oneshots for Jin AND Jimin! Which one would you prefer I post first? Whoever wins will be up by Friday!

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One That I Want ||m.yg|| – Chapter 8: 10 Cents

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Description: It is summer of 1956, and leader of the T-Birds Yoongi is working at a food joint at the beach to make extra money over the summer, when he meets a pretty girl. They start a summer fling that unfortunately had to come to end, but an unexpected turn of events will bring them back together.

Genre: 1950s au, angst, fluff, some smut, Greaser!Yoongi x Square/Goody-Two-Shoes!OC.

TW: underage drinking and smoking, sexual content, violence, misogyny (it’s the 1950s so peak macho man era).

Word Count: 1.3k+

Meanwhile, the T-birds were trying to encourage their leader to call for his girl. But what would Yoongi even say? "I'm sorry for lying to you, but I wanted to protect my reputation as a greaser and player?" He knew she wouldn’t take him seriously.

"Come on hyung, didn't you wanna talk to her?" Namjoon asked him.

"You know what, I changed my mind, this was a dumb idea."

"Well then how about you call for her Jiminie?" Hoseok giggled, taking a swig from his beer. And the youngest wasted no time, getting up on the seat and reciting what he could remember from his drama class a few years back.

"Oh, Lottie, wherefore art thou Lo-" he was interrupted by Yoongi punching and slapping him, eventually pulling on his jacket so he would sit down.

Kim and Nayeon went up to the window. "Is it the guys?" Jiyoon asked, "it is! They can't come up here, my folks would kill me if I had any boys up in my room," Nayeon said.

"Hey Joon!" Kim greeted the second in command flirtatiously. "Hey! You wanna get down here?!" He asked her.

"Sure, but get rid of all your friends," she smiled, seeing the cat-eyed boy there, she wanted to rub a little salt on the wound, Lottie didn’t like her anyway, "that includes you Min!" She called for him.

He chuckled sarcastically, "good, sloppy seconds ain't my style," he yelled back. Hearing Yoongi's voice made Lottie's heart skip a beat, and gosh she hated herself for that. Kim, on the other hand felt a bit offended, did she sleep around? Maybe, but she wasn't sloppy seconds.

"So, what are you goin' to do flog your log?"

"I've done worse," he deadpanned, getting out of the car to walk home, "have fun, Namjoonah," he patted his best friend's shoulder and walked away. The aforementioned nodded and looked back up at the window where his girl was. "I'm still here!"

And as much as Kim felt bitter, she decided getting Yoongi's attention was the dumbest thing she could, she had guys lining up, begging for chance, she wasn't going to let herself be held back by anyone, Yoongi could keep the goody two shoes foreigner if he wanted to. She walked away from the window and walked to the chair where she had set down her stuff.

"You lot are too square for my taste," she said, putting on her shorts and shoes, "I'm gonna go get my kicks on while I still can," she took a quick look in the mirror and fixed her hair quickly.

"What are you gonna do?" Nayeon took a hold of Kim's arm, "Shimmy down the drain pipe?"

Kim smirked, not bothering to reply as she carefully made her way down said drain pipe to Nayeon's horror, she watched her friend get in the car with Namjoon, Kim gave one more glance at the window where she saw her friend had already disappeared into the house.

Namjoon began driving off, his right arm resting behind Kim’s shoulders, the aforementioned stole a couple of glances at the handsome young man, a smirk adorning his face. Through the years, Kim had always kept an eye on Namjoon, even before both groups had risen through the ranks, he had always been an intriguing case, she had caught him more than once reading poetry books, or the occasional sea creature encyclopedias. Namjoon on the other hand, hadn’t really paid any mind to Kim until this summer, after Yoongi had broken things off with her, they had a short little fling, and afterwards would still flirtatious glances, and compliments, he couldn’t have been happier when his best friend had told him to have fun, an indirect greenlight for him to go after Kim.

Once they got to lover’s lane, it didn’t take long for them to talk a bit more, discussing things they usually wouldn’t with their friends, until they started what the place was most frequented for, necking. The pretty view of Seoul long forgotten as Namjoon trailed kissed up and down Kim’s neck, the latter huffing and letting small moans come out of her. Hands trailed other places, the intentions behind what they were going to be doing more and more clear.

“God Kim, you are so good baby,” Namjoon groaned after she had been sucking along his neck while calming him through his jeans.

“Call me by my first name,” she requested.

“Um…” Namjoon drew a blank as he continued kissing her neck. How had her name not come up in conversation, wasn't Kim her first name? People called her that so much it was easy to assume it was.

“Jennie,” she pushed him off momentarily, a bit flushed from embarrassment and a lot from what they were doing prior to this kerfuffle.

“Jennie-ah” he said softly as he went back to attacking her neck, the way he said her name made Kim feel a fluttering in her stomach, he made it sound like a beautiful secret.

“Hey baby, you got something?” She sighed, not needing or wanting any ankle biters right now. Namjoon chuckled, moving away slightly so that he could dig in his back pocket.

“My 10 cent insurance policy,” he said as he pulled out the foil packet, starting to tear it open so they could get on with it, “Ooo, a big spender huh?” Jennie giggled as she stretched, grateful that they had moved to the back seat once their make out got more heated.

Namjoon, however, looked like a kid who had their candy taken away, he looked up to Jennie and her little smile dropped, “it broke.”

“What?! What'd ya mean it broke?” She asked in disbelief.

Namjoon sheepishly chuckled as he rubbed his neck, “I bought it in the 7th grade, when we first got that lesson on diseases?” He explained, “but I never used it because my older brother told me pulling out is better.”

“Jeez, then I'm shocked you ain't got a little one by now,” she said slightly annoyed, she had really wanted for this to happen.

Even if she known as someone “fast” she had always been safe, since there wasn't a way for her to protect herself, she made sure her lovers could, and now that was out of the question. The thing was… Namjoon was different, she'd known him forever! He was something she wanted and she wanted him bad.

“What the hell,” she got right back into necking, it took Namjoon a second to react, surprised at first, but he kissed her back in no time, this will happen she told herself; Namjoon had started to unbutton her plum colored blouse when the car was hit.

Needless to say Namjoon was pissed.

“WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?!” He turned and yelled, finding Jaebeom in the driver's seat and Jackson in the back, both of their chicks sitting next to them.

“You need to learn how to read Namjoon-ah, that right there says no parking zone,” Jaebeom chuckled in a condescending tone.

“The whole place is a no parking-zone you damn nosebleed.” Namjoon's jaw was locked, and Kim could see his tongue against his cheek, “You're gonna pay me back for this!” His back bumper was loose and his rear light glass broken.

Jackson and Jaebeom looked at each other and laughed. “We'll give 10 cents for the entire thing, including your chick,” Jackson winked at Kim before they drove off, laughing loudly at the couple. Namjoon looked even angrier, and if she hadn't been insulted just then, she's sure we would've flipped her lid and came just from the sight alone.

After a minute or two of Namjoon huffing and puffing, Kim decided she still wanted her world rocked, “I don't know ‘bout you, but my motor's still runnin’” she smirked, and they got right back to it.

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Unsinkable ||j.jk|| - Chapter 2

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Description: The 1910s are the peak of passenger ships, it was also the peak of classism, Jungkook is a third class immigrant from Korea, and you are a first class “prisoner” not wanting to go back to a life of strict standards. Once you meet Jungkook, life seems worth living, but when tragedy strikes, will you guys make it out to live the life you planned?

Genre: One-shot, Titanic AU, poor/artist!JK x rich!f reader, angst, fluff, very slight smut, forbidden love.

Warnings: classist remarks toward Jungkook.

Word Count: 1.6k+

A day later, you managed to find Jungkook, and you decided to go for a stroll on the first class deck. You must have walked around for at least an hour or so, and your conversation was mostly redundant, the weather, how the waves broke off the bow. Jungkook was getting a bit tired, the conversation was not going anywhere, he felt that you were dancing around it.

“So, Miss Y/N, we’ve done at least 2 laps around the boat, we’ve exhausted all small talk topics,” he said, “what do you actually want to talk about?”

You hesitated to tell him, but only for a second. “I wanted to thank you, not only for saving me, but for your discretion.” He gave you what you thought was the brightest smile, you couldn’t not smile back, he looked so endearing.

“I know you are probably thinking something like ‘poor rich girl, what does she ever have to worry about’” you sat on a nearby lounge chair, him following close behind.

“Actually,” he plopped down on the chair, “I was thinking ‘what happened that she thought jumping was her only option?’” Jungkook looked at you, eyes squinting due to the sun.

The air was suddenly growing thicker, after trying to convince yourself to not look at his lips you decided to snatch the small leather booklet he was carrying, “what’s this anyway?”

You spent the afternoon looking at Jungkook’s drawings, he told you all about his adventures in France, it was lighthearted, and then he explained the story behind each one, who his subjects were. You told him they were wonderful, and he smiled at you with that same dilly smile.

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The hours leading up to the dinner, Jungkook was nervous, he considered himself charming for sure, but he had never mixed with the upper class folk. He was able to distract himself a bit with you, teaching you some “non-lady-like things” and talking about how your life would look if you were to go with him once the ship docked.

That’s when your mom came by with Molly Brown, you introduced him to them, and your mom immediately took you away, giving Jungkook a nasty look, as if he was trash under her shoes, but all Jungkook did was bow his head with a smile, there wasn’t a person yet that had take that away from him, at least not from what you had seen. After you left Jungkook kept staring at the hallway you had walked into, when all the sudden he felt something hit his shoulder.

“Yah, who?!-“ he stopped when her turned around and saw the older woman in front of him.

“Tell me son,” she started, with a bright smile and looking Jungkook up and down, but she didn’t have the same disgust your mother did, “is that what you’re wearing to dinner?” Jungkook simply shrugged, those were his nicest clothes. The older lady shook her head and giggled. “Well we can’t have that, walk with me Jungkook,” she put her arm out and he took it like a gentleman.

“You can call me Kook,” he gave her a small smile. She looked at him briefly.

“You can call me Ms. Molly!” She smiled back.

Jungkook was confused on where she was taking him, until they made it to her cabin, she asked him to come in whilst she went I to her closet, brought out a dazzling suit, and insisted he try it on. Just as she thought, it fit him like glove.

“You and my son are the same size, I knew it!” She said excited, as Jungkook checked himself out in the mirror. Ms. Molly ended up gelling Jungkook’s hair down so he’d look more like “them.”

The fancy staircase with its golden banister was spectacular. There was a tiny clock on the wall that led down to its fancy marble flooring. The Titanic was beautiful all around, but he could tell this was a place where if it weren’t for his fancy tailored suit, he’d be immediately kicked to the curb and probably searched just to ensure he hadn’t stolen anything.

“Jungkook!” The young man turned immediately as he heard your voice, to say he was astonished would be an understatement. Your beauty was incredibly mesmerizing, your dark purple evening gown had a trail and tiny details in black and white that made your skin pop in the most wonderful way, you had elbow length, white satin gloves, your hair was done up with a few strands out by the sides of your face, and your lips were tinted in burgundy, making them look absolutely delicious.

Jungkook immediately bowed, almost as if you were royalty, you giggle and offered your hand as a joke, and were immediately bashful when he kissed it delicately, looking up at you with what could only be described as stars in his eyes, which you were sure had as well.

Ms. Molly had taken Namjoon with her, whilst Jungkook offered his arm, which you took happily. You started putting him up to speed on everything, who the people you were dining with were, how they got here, what they liked and didn’t like being brought up in conversation. When you made it to the table you left his side to go sit next to Namjoon, whilst the younger man pulled out a chair for Ms. Molly, quickly taking a seat next to her.

“We have our guest joining us today,” you announced as you sat down, Namjoon looking back between you and your savior. “Mr. Jeon Jungkook.”

“Jeon?! Huh, I must say you clean up well, I almost didn’t recognize you,” he said, it almost sounded rude if it weren’t for the smile he flashed after.

The night went on, they asked him a ton of questions, and if he was nervous, he didn’t show it, and he answered back with charm and class.

“So, Mr. Jeon, forgive my candor but how does someone of your…resources travel so often?” Your mother asked, always with the snarky remarks and the judgmental looks, but Jungkook handled it well.

“I work everywhere I go, ma’am,” he stated politely, “I don’t need anything other than the air in my lungs, and my sketchbook, I enjoy not knowing where I’ll be the next day, who I’ll meet, or what’ll be doing,” he scoffed, looking at his glass of champagne, “I mean the comparison between just yesterday and today is mesmerizing.”

Everyone chuckled along “Life’s too short, so I take the cards I’m dealt and I make each day count!” He smiled brightly.

“Well said Kook!” Ms. Molly said proudly. Leading the charge by lifting her own glass for a toast, “make each day count!”

Soon enough everyone followed, you smiled happily, excited at the idea that the man you liked was welcomed into your "part" of society.

As the men left for the smoke room and the women stayed to gossip, everyone looked at Jungkook to see where he would go, he simply took your hand and kissed it, sneakily putting a piece of paper in your hand.

"I'm afraid I've overstayed my welcome, I shall head back to my quarters, I hope you all have lovely evening," he bid everyone adieu and walked off, everyone else started going their separate ways, so you decided to look at the piece of paper Jungkook had slipped into your hand.

The room was bustling with music and laughter, all the passengers were having a dilly old time, you could feel the laughter bubble up as you avoided bumping into dancing couples all around you, whilst looking for the young man that had your heart.

Jungkook had been waiting for you, and to kill some time — and his anxiety — he decided to accept a young girls request to dance, he had her feet on top of his and danced with her until he saw you, you would think because he had just seen you the shock wouldn't be as bad, but the lights and the pretty color of your dress against your skin had his stomach turning into knots.

"How quickly you've forgotten about me," you said dramatically, causing him to giggle in the most wonderful way you had ever heard. "I'm not sure what you mean!" He replied with a dreamy smile, still holding onto the little girl's hand, he took your hand and kissed it, then he got down to the little girl's level and whispered something in her ear, to which she looked at you with a smirk and walked off.

"What did you say to her?" You asked as he took your hand, dragging you to what had been designated as the dance floor.

"That's a secret that will die with me," he winked.

He started to dance to the lively music played by a variety of musicians. You felt lost, as you had all kinds of waltzes and dances committed to memory, and you didn't know this one.

"I don't know what I'm doing!" You spoke loudly so he could hear you over the laughter and music. He kept dancing around, "don't worry, just have fun!."

You felt blissful with him, your world and its issues did not matter, so you took up his offer and had fun, because you didn't know when you'd be able to do this again, because as much as you wished to leave with Jungkook, you knew what Namjoon would do if you did.

Unfortunately, you weren't thinking about that in your bliss, so you didn't notice your fiancé's valet walking down the stairs and seeing you there, having the time of your life, he scoffed and went back upstairs, ready to inform Namjoon of your little escapade. Some may think him a snitch, but Namjoon was not only his boss but his best friend, and he was not going to let him be hurt.

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Thank you so much for 200 like on Fool's Gold!! As a thank you, Unsinkable Chapter 2 will be uploaded right now! I'm glad y'all are liking my stories so far!

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New Unsinkable chapter coming this week on Friday! I hope you guys like it!

Also I was thinking of starting a taglist for it? Please let me know in the comments if you would like to be a part of it!

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What did y'all think of the oneshot? Also Yoongi was the 2nd member with the most votes, so I'm wondering what would you all like to see for his oneshot? My ask thing is open for y'all!

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Fool's Gold ||j.jk||

Description: when Jungkook’s prank goes horribly wrong, will he be able to win you back or will this be the end of you and him?

Genre: Friends to Lovers, Prankster!Jungkook x f!reader, established relationship, April Fool's prank gone wrong, angst, hurt/comfort, miscommunication, happy ending.

Warnings: small act of violence.

Word Count: 4.4k+

This was supposed to be Jungkook's best prank yet. It was supposed to make you laugh and maybe smack his chest a little like you always did with his pranks.

You weren't supposed to ghost him.

You and Jungkook had met back when you still had dreams of becoming an idol, you both entered Big Hit's trainee program at the same time and you became quick best friends. You both shared the love for pranks and would help one another come up with silly ways of pranking each other's members.

You would also be each other's emotional support through the evaluations, the cuts and the other's leaving. He still remembered the day his Hobi hyung decided he didn't want to continue, how you held him so tightly and encouraged him to go tell his hyung how badly BTS needed him, he remembered when they first debuted and their performances kept being cut short, and how you assured him that they would be the biggest kpop group one day.

He also remembered the day you told him you were quitting.

“They are not going to debut us Jungkookie, I don't want to wait forever for a chance,” you told him, your bags were packed behind you and your parents were outside waiting for you.

He didn't want you to leave, and at first he didn't understand why you were doing this. Once he grew older and faced the challenges he and his bandmates were faced with he understood, but he still missed you terribly. It took 4 years and a lot of pestering Bang PD but he finally got your home phone number and he called you as soon as he got it.

“Yln residence?” It was almost pathetic how quickly he recognized your voice.

“Ynie?”

Reconnecting with you had been the best decision he ever made, it almost felt like no time had passed, and feelings he'd been reluctant to ponder on resurfaced every time he went to see you.

Every meeting, every call, every text, all of it immediately made Jungkook’s days a little brighter and his feelings for you a little stronger. He wanted nothing more than to call you his, and so he took a chance and asked you out with a prank.

He’d taken you to do grocery shopping with him for the dorm, you noticed his RUN BTS! cameraman was there which was very odd. Jungkook then confessed to you that he had talked to the owners about a prank on the security person, where you would see how big of a purchase you could make and leave with and go unnoticed. “I don’t know about this one Jungkookie,” you gave him an unsure grin as you started to walk out of the store with a cart full of groceries, “We’ll be okay Ynie,” he waved you off.

Obviously you weren’t okay.

To say you were almost immediately stopped by the security of the store was an understatement, it was almost like he was waiting for you. You were immediately so stressed for Jungkook, you could already see the dispatch headlines “BTS’s JUNGKOOK found stealing at grocery shop with mysterious girl” and you could already see the death threats coming through your inbox for making the young idol get in such trouble.

You panicked and tried explaining to the security guard what had happened, and what you were doing along with Jungkook but it was a lost cause. “I’m going to need you to come with me sir,” the older man said quickly, putting Jungkook’s arms behind his back. You could feel the tears well up as you kept murmuring “I’m sorrys” to him as they took him to the security room. It only took a couple of seconds for him to come back out with a huge bouquet of your favorite flowers.

“What the fuck are you doing,” you laughed inbetween sobs.

“I’ve liked you for a while Ynie, and every day that we talk, text, or spend together makes me feel so much lighter and so much better, so would you go out with me and be mine?” His words were sweet and you couldn’t help but continue to laugh and nod. Jungkook pulled you in for a kiss and the people that were close enough to witness your interaction cheered and clapped.

Fast forward 9 and a half years and one military service later and here you were. When Jungkook came back from said service things were weird for you though.

It seemed like Jungkook’s pranks had increased, at first you didn’t mind playing along with him, you had missed him after all, and even if it was something a little out there — like the time he used nutella and asked you to “bring him toilet paper” just for him to wipe the chocolate spread on you; you felt like puking and were gagging for a good 10 minutes after that — you still enjoyed seeing his pretty bunny smile and hearing his giggles. After a while though, it almost felt like Jungkook had almost reverted back to his 13-15 year old ways, pranking you almost every day, you felt on edge all the time and, even if you knew it wasn’t true, you felt like this was the only way for him to like you.

So when he suddenly slowed down and no pranks happened in a few weeks, you felt that maybe he’d finally gotten over it, that he’d wanted to go back to normal. Then one day he’d started acting weird, well maybe not weird but something felt off, you chalked it up to him preparing for BTS’ next comeback so you didn’t really think much of it.

“Wanna go to the mall today?” He asked you. You were laying on the couch with your head laying on his legs, he was playing some video game and you were scrolling absentmindedly through your phone.

“Are you sure? You coming back is still pretty fresh, I don’t want us to get ambushed,” you put your phone on your chest and looked up at him.

You felt so comfortable in this position you were hoping Jungkook would say no and you would get to nap like this. His body was fit and defined but it was still so comfortable to lay on, and his thighs being so thick made them fantastic pillows. “I’m sure! I have a surprise for you,” he stated excitedly, and you wished you had read between the lines, you wished that you had seen the signs, because when you arrived at the mall he walked you around, making you pick out pretty outfits, pretty accessories and makeup. Then he walked you into jewelers, and you felt your heart race, was he planning what you thought he was planning? You wanted nothing more than for this to be Jungkook’s special way of letting you know he was planning on proposing.

You had talked about marriage in passing, during sleepy cuddle sessions and late night dinners. You were sure Jungkook would want to wait until he was older, maybe in his late 20’s or early 30’s, he had never told you otherwise and you had never really pushed super hard on it, but you had dropped little hints here and there. You sent him pictures of pretty gem cuts and ring designs you liked, you even sent him those tiktoks where people did different wedding dress themes. Okay, maybe you weren’t subtle, but you really wanted Jungkook to get the hint you’d been together for almost ten years, and although you were patient, you wanted to be his, forever.

The jeweler measured your ring finger. He showed you all the different designs, and you left the mall with all your bags, including a small one for your ring, which you had picked yourself. You made it to the car that was waiting for you just outside the mall.

“Where are we going next Kookie?” you asked cuddling close to him.

It was finally time for his prank, “we’re going to Namjoonie hyung’s apartment, it has the prettiest view.”

“Right now?!” you exclaimed.

“Yup! I have to give something to him.”

When you arrived, Jungkook made sure to tell you to bring your shopping bags with you since you’d be there a while. Was he going to do it all now? You were so nervous, you would have to make sure to ask Namjoon’s girlfriend, Jinhee, for help. When you got there and explained to her your suspicions she immediately dragged you to her and Namjoon’s shared bedroom, helping you get ready for the special moment that was to come.

“We do have a beautiful view,” she said as she added the final touches to your hair, “I’m so happy for you Ynie!” She hugged you tightly. The time came for you to come out of the room, Namjoon’s girlfriend wasn’t far behind you.

There was a lot of people there all the sudden, almost the entire 97 line, and all of BTS were there, you greeted everyone and then you heard Jungkook call out to you, you turned around to see him down on one knee, you started tearing up immediately, ready to hear his speech that you were almost certain he’d practiced for months because he was that kind of man.

And then it all came crashing down.

“Fire!” he yelled, and everyone pulled out cans of silly string, immediately spraying you. Your outfit and makeup were positively ruined, and everyone was laughing, well, everyone except you. How did you read it all so wrong, why did he get you all these things and have you look all pretty for a proposal, for this? Jungkook wasn’t this cruel was he? You felt the tears welling up more now. “Happy April Fool’s baby!”

This was supposed to be Jungkook’s best prank yet, why weren’t you laughing?

As the laughter died down and some of the attendees went back to their conversations others remained watchful of what was about to unfold. Jungkook got back to his feet and reached for your hand, he was confused when you pulled away. You loved his pranks! He wanted to make up for lost time after coming back from the military and make sure your relationship hadn’t changed and…why were you crying?

“Jagi? Are you o-” he couldn’t finish his sentence as he felt a sharp sting on his cheek. You... slapped him?

“Fucking dickhead,” you said, you tried your best to not let your voice break. You went back to Namjoon and his girlfriend's bedroom to grab your stuff, and then you swiftly left, slamming the door on your way out. You walked for a bit, making sure to put enough space between Namjoon's house and yourself. Eventually, you made it to a bus stop and got on.

You weren't supposed to be ghosting Jungkook, it was just supposed to be a fun prank. It had been a week and a half since his prank, and you hadn't texted or called, hell, Jungkook was even checking his email to see if maybe you had contacted him there, nothing. 

Maybe you were pranking him too?

He was shocked at your reaction, you loved his pranks. When you first met you connected over pranks, it was your thing. So, after being gone for 18 months and only being able to spend very minimal time together with you, he thought this would be a great way to reconnect again.

His hyungs were worried about both of you, Jungkook had been so out of it, all he did was go to work and come home to check his phone and watch the door, waiting for you to walk through it. The only person that had been able to contact you was Jinhee, and all she got was a short text stating you were okay and that you needed time.

So his hyungs had decided they were all going to stay at his apartment, he had a bunch of mattresses anyway, and make sure he wasn't doing something silly or stupid.

“Jungkookie?” Taehyung called him over, they were all getting ready to eat, and he was still sitting on his couch looking at his phone.

“Why won't she talk to me?” He groaned as he took a seat between Tae and Hoseok, putting his face in his hands.

His members looked at each other, “well, if I looked pretty and thought you were going to propose I wouldn't talk to you for a while either,” Yoongi said matter-of-factly, making Jungkook look up immediately.

“Jinhee said that when she was helping get Yn ready she mentioned you took her shopping and that you even had her pick a ring?” Namjoon explained, what followed was groans and multiple facepalms around the table.

“Jungkookie, please tell me you didn't have her do all that for a prank?” Jin stated, holding the bridge of his nose.

“She never explicitly said she wanted marriage! We talked about it in passing!”

“You've been together for almost ten years, and you didn't even ask her?!” Jimin got up abruptly, walking away slightly.

“She kept sending me engagement and wedding related things, but I just thought-” he stopped, realization finally hitting him… “I fucked up didn't I?” he let his head fall backwards.

You'd been home with your family, mainly staying in your room and crying away the embarrassment and hurt. Your parents were concerned, and your siblings had been trying to get you to talk, but all you did was sit there and look at a picture you had with Jungkook back when you were trainees.

“Sis,” your youngest sister gently shook your leg, “unnie please talk to me, I need to know what's wrong, we need to know what's wrong so we can help you,” you could hear her voice tremble, and you the last thing you wanted was for her to cry because she was worried about you.

“Jungkook pranked me,” you stated, your voice monotone. “Is that why you were covered with silly string?” you nodded, finally sitting up on your bed and lightly tapping the spot next to you.

“Well, you and Jungkook oppa have always loved to prank each other, what happened this time?” she asked as she took the spot. You summarized the situation, and watched as she went from angry, to sad, to pensive.

“Not trying to justify him doing that to you, but you said he looked shocked when you left?” You nodded, “I know you told me you'd sent him tiktoks and other hints, but did you ever specifically speak about marriage seriously?” She asked softly, you shook your hand.

“I assumed he didn't want that right now, which is why I was so excited when he took me out, I thought maybe he realized he did want it,” you explained.

“Sounds to me like you have some miscommunication going on there unnie,” she grinned awkwardly, “sure he could've read the hints, but if you don't actually talk about it, how are either of you supposed to know what the other wants?” She nudged your shoulder. You scoffed, realizing how right she was.

“When did you become so wise? Aren't you supposed to be 7?” You wrapped your arms around her for a hug.

“Try adding 10 years to that 7,” she rolled her eyes. 

You heard a pinging sound coming from your phone which was on your nightstand, you pulled away from your sister and looked at her, your worry obvious on your face, she grabbed your phone and handed it to you. “What's the worst that can happen?” She encouraged you.

When you unlocked your phone you saw all the texts and calls from everyone, the most recent being from the very man you had just talked about.

Ynie?

Can we talk please?

To say Jungkook was nervous was an understatement, when you texted him back agreeing to see him and talk he screamed and jumped just as he did when you'd agreed to your first date ever, way back when he found you again. His hyungs and his friends had given him all the advice to last at least five life times.

Five lifetimes wouldn't be enough to apologize.

You had agreed to meet in a park near your parents’ house, he wanted you to be as comfortable as possible and to not feel like he was ambushing you. If you wanted to leave, your parents were nearby, if you broke up… the thought made him shudder and his heart crack, that was the absolute worst case scenario.

He was taken out of his thoughts when he heard a car door closing, seeing you walking toward him feel relieved for a moment, and then he saw the dark circles under your eyes. Fuck, he was such a dick.

“Hi Jungkookie,” you greeted him once you were close enough. He just stood there looking at you.

Gosh how he'd missed your face.

“Hi Ynie,” he resisted the urge of enveloping you in a hug, he wanted to keep space between you two so you could, again, be as comfortable as possible. “Um, want to sit down at that bench over there?” He pointed a couple feet away from where you were standing, you nodded.

The short walk was quiet. Once you sat down you stayed in a weird awkward silence for a minute or so.

“I'm so sorry Ynie,” Jungkook started, “I never wanted to hurt you, I was so focused on us reconnecting after I got back,” he voice trembled, “I didn't pay attention to the hints, I ended up hurting you. I should've never taken you to do all those things if I wasn't going to follow through.”

You took a deep breath, looked at him in an oversized hoodie and sweats, he looked so sad. “Thank you,” you looked down at his hands, his fingers were twitching and you could tell he wanted to hold your hands.

“What you did wasn't okay, I felt humiliated in front of your friends and brothers,” your voice trembled, “I know jagi, I feel absolutely horrible about that,” he sniffled.

“I should've communicated with you what I wanted, because I wanted to marry you Jungkook, I wanted to be yours for the rest of my life,” you felt tears streaming down your face, “wanted?” he sobbed, he felt his heart breaking into a million pieces, so this was it, you were done with him.

He was so freaking dense, how could he have messed up one of the best things he'd had for a prank?

“Fuck, to think you could have a ring on your finger right now and still want to be with me if I hadn't been so fucking clueless,” he word vomited, he had nothing to lose. “I want nothing more than to be able to call you my wife Ynie, I'm sorry I-”

You took hold of his tattooed hand.

“I still want you Jungkook,” you admitted, “we just… need to work on communicating what we want better,” you sniffled, “maybe go to couple's therapy?” 

“Anything to bring you back to me,” his doe eyes were pleading with you, holding your hand so tight.

“Okay, let's go home.”

Grab the box I left on the bed and be ready by 7pm, I love you♡

That's the note Jungkook had left for you on your nightstand. Ever since that conversation at the park things had become so much better, he'd stopped pranking you almost all together, he'd been treating you extra special every day, and your therapist had asked that you took an hour out of the day to when you both got home from work to talk about your days and about one thing they were grateful the other did that day. Jungkook had proven he was sorry everyday.

And today, he'd left her a box with a beautiful cream colored milkmaid style, pink flower print dress with puffed short sleeves that reached just above your knees.

You put your hair up and left a few strands of hair out to frame your face, you put on brown wedges and went for a more natural makeup look. By the time you were spraying on your perfume it was 6:57, and you were ready to go for whatever Jungkook had planned.

He texted you letting you know he would wait for you in his car, so you grabbed your purse, phone and keys and headed out of your shared apartment and quickly made your way downstairs and to Jungkook’s car, he was waiting outside of the passenger door looking down at his phone.

“Hi Kookie!” You greeted him cheerfully.

He looked up at you and was floored, you had always been beautiful, but he would never not be shocked by it, especially when this dress hugged your body and enhanced your skin tone so nicely.

“You look ethereal jagi,” he sighed, looking at you like you were the 8th wonder of the world. You giggled and wrapped your arms around him once you reached him, “thank you,” you pulled away slightly so you could give him a couple of quick pecks, you could feel Jungkook smile with each kiss.

When you pulled away you saw he was wearing an almost all-black outfit — as usual for Jungkook — a button up black silky shirt with a couple of buttons undone and a white undershirt, with his sleeves rolled up to his elbows, as well as fitted dress pants and shiny black dress shoes.

In short, he looked hot as fuck.

He opened the passenger side door for you, and put his hand out to help you get in. Once you were all set, he ran around and got in the car, and once he was all set he started driving.

“Where are we going yeobo?” You asked, placing your hand on his thigh.

“I planned a surprise for you.”

At first you were a bit apprehensive, considering how it went the last time he had planned a surprise. But you trusted Jungkook again, and you trusted he wouldn't do something as cruel as that again.

You drove for a little while and made it to a small park that was just so peaceful and beautiful. Jungkook opened your door and helped you out of the car, he was holding a small basket, “when did you get that?”

“No need to worry your pretty little head about it jagi” he smiled mischievously.

Oh boy

As you continued to walk you noticed the building outlines and poked out from the trees. “Those buildings seem familiar,” you said, “one of those is Namjoonie and Jiminie hyung’s apartment building,” he admitted absentmindedly.

“So this is the pretty view they have?” You took in the park one more time. That day six months ago you didn't really have time to look out of the balcony, you kind of just, ran. Jungkook just hummed in response, slowing down on his walk and turning into a small trail, where there were some open spots and a small wooden bridge over a river.

Jungkook set down the basket and pulled out a picnic blanket, laying it down on the grass and using small rocks to keep it down, “I think you're a little overdressed for a picnic Jungkookie,” you giggled, making him roll his eyes as he finished setting up the food, which consisted of gimbap, tteokbokki, and bibimbap.

“I just wanted to make sure I looked as good as you,” he got up and wrapped his arms around your waist, “I honestly still feel like I'm wearing sweats and a hoodie compared to how beautiful you look,” you blushed hard and helped you sit down on the blanket so you could eat.

Everything was delicious and you had a great time, which realistically you always had a great time with Jungkook, there was never a time where he didn't make you laugh so hard you would have tears rolling down your face. He made sure to clean up and put everything back into the basket and had it sit on the grass for a moment.

“Let's go to the bridge!” He took your hand and pulled you to the small wooden structure, he held onto the rail and you did the same. “Did you know this is a wishing bridge? That's why there's so many little coins down there.”

“Are we going to make a wish?” looking down at the river and the fishes swimming through it. “Yes, we are,” you heard him say, and when you turned toward him you yelped.

Jungkook was getting down on one knee.

He was truly a product of Namjoon though, no sooner than he was getting down on his knee, he tripped and the ring box he was pulling out of his pocket fell through the wooden rail. You tried to catch it but it was no use, and watched as the box floated away, you were trying to hold back tears so you could comfort Jungkook but when you turned to him again, he was down on one knee, with the most beautiful ring you had ever seen between his fingers.

“Gotcha!” He giggled, “six months ago I thought I’d lost you, I knew I fucked up big time and when you took me back I vowed to myself to make it up to you every day,” you felt the tears streaming down your face, much like that day 6 months ago, but this time you weren't being humiliated, and this time they were happy tears. “I want to make you smile every day, every night. I want you to be there with me when we win our first Grammy, on our first tour back as seven. Most importantly I want us to have an amazing life together, even after we retire and I am wrinkly and my hair is all gray. So, Ynie, jagi, would you marry me?”

At this point you were ugly crying, and all you could do was nod profusely. Jungkook shakily slipped the ring on your finger and stood up, hugging you so tight you just had to laugh because he was never going to live down the muscle bunny nickname.

“I love you,” he said when you both pulled away, cupping your face with his hands. “I love you too,” you smiled sincerely, and he closed the pace between you with a kiss.

This is your and Jungkook’s greatest moment, he was so happy.

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Jungkook one-shot is ready and will be up in a minute! Thank you for your patience and I hope y'all like it!

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Super excited about this new chapter, let me know what y'all think!

One That I Want - Chapter 7: Helpless

Description: It is summer of 1956, and leader of the T-Birds Yoongi is working at a food joint at the beach to make extra money over the summer, when he meets a pretty girl. They start a summer fling that unfortunately had to come to end, but an unexpected turn of events will bring them back together.

Genre: 1950s au, angst, fluff, some smut, Greaser!Yoongi x Square/Goody-Two-Shoes!OC.

TW: underage drinking and smoking, sexual content, violence, misogyny (it’s the 1950s so peak macho man era).

Word Count: 1.2k+

"Men are rats!" Nayeon said to Lottie after she walked up to her, making the latter chuckle, "worse, they are fleas on rats, they're amoebas on fleas on rats!" She continued, Lottie was now laughing, maybe not as loud or full as Nayeon would hope, but this was a start. "They are too low for even dogs to bite."

Lottie nodded, she looked down to the floor, she still had Yoongi's words stuck in her head, 'try the yellow pages' who did he think he was? To humiliate her like that, in front of everyone, and to lie about what they did during the summer, for what? Some dumb reputation? Who's going to care after high school? The reality is, most times, you wouldn't see your peers again unless you were one to go to reunions.

"Come on, we'll drive to yours and get you a change of clothes and head to my place," Nayeon gave her a sweet smile, Lottie nodded and gave back the gesture.

After the confrontation the guys retreated back to Namjoon's car, under the excuse of having to pee, Yoongi walked off to try and find Lottie, he had to explain himself, he had to make things right, seeing her heartbroken was not worth this silly reputation of his.

After a while of pushing through people, and looking at random heads, he finally spotted her, her arms were linked with Nayeon's as they walked to her car, Lottie saw him, and he just stood there, looking at her longingly, hoping to express how sorry he was through his eyes. But she just rolled her pretty brown eyes at him after a bit, giving her attention back to her friends. At that moment, Yoongi felt he had lost everything.

Nayeon was doing Lottie's nails, as the girls spoke about tonight's events. "You've had a rough day," Jiyoon stated after turning on the TV, she placed her hand on Lottie's shoulder as a way of reassurance before getting back on the bed.

"Min's got some nerve, I told you, all deadbeats, so terribly immature" Miyeon added, checking herself out on Nayeon's vanity mirror.

Lottie brushed her hair, a heavy sigh leaving her lips, "he was just so different this summer."

"That's why I prefer a more worldly type of guy," Miyeon stated, getting up from the vanity to get something from her bag, "excuse me, I'm feeling a bit chilly," she took a beautiful, long, pink silk robe out of it, and put it on.

"Where'd ya get that?" Kim asked her, touching the soft fabric.

"Kibum sent it to me," she answered nonchalantly. "Didn’t he move to the U.S.?" Jiyoon asked.

"For University, yes," Miyeon added calmly, "who says I can't exploit my summer flings for pretty things?" She continued.

“Flings? Plural?” Nayeon asked.

“Well I can't put all my eggs in Kibum's basket,” she explained. "You wanna see him?" The question was directed at Lottie who nodded right away, which prompted Miyeon to pull out her wallet from her purse. Once she opened it, a long string of pictures unfolded in front of the group.

"Jeez Miyeonie!" Jiyoon and Nayeon said in unison, their jaws dropping at the number of pictures.

"You really weren't kidding!" Lottie said, grabbing one of the many sleeves with a picture in it, "How do you keep them all entertained?" Kim asked.

"Well, I am a terrific pen pal," Miyeon answered with a flirtatious tone, "I write a letter, they send a present," she smirked.

The girls giggled, Lottie was enjoying herself a whole lot, and the girls were actually quite fun and nice! It helped her get her mind off tonight, what it didn't get her mind off of, however, was the horrible sting on her toes.

"Hey Nayeonie, I'm not sure what nail polish you used, but it sure stings," she giggled nervously while fanning her toes with her hand.

The aforementioned's expression quickly dropped, looking at both bottles next to the bed, "oh my goodness, that wasn't nail polish remover, that was Nair!" Nayeon wanted the ground to swallow her whole, immediately running to the bathroom to wet an extra handkerchief she had and coming back to rub it on Lottie's toe nails.

"Unnie no offense, but you'd make a terrible pharmacist," Jiyoon stated as she looked at the scene unfolding in front of her. Nayeon gives her a dirty look.

"I'm sorry Lottie, I just have a lot going on in my mind," she admitted.

All the girls looked at their usually cheerful friend with concern. "Well, what's been eating at ya?" Kim finally asked.

"I just feel like Seoul Central is a dead end for me, I don't want my life to be school projects," she stated.

"You're dropping out?!" Jiyoon asked with concern, "it's not dropping out, it's a strategic move, I'll be a future graduate of JYP Beauty School," she stated proudly. The girls decided to cheer their friend on. Kim brought out a bottle of wine from her bag, a shocked Jiyoon grabbing it and reading the label. "We could have twinkies with this!" She said excitedly.

"Gosh Jiyoonie you're so immature," Miyeon rolled her eyes.

"It says so on the bottle unnie, it's not my fault your glasses are only for show and that you can't read it," the younger retorted, making Kim and Nayeon giggle. They all took turns, taking more than a sip and giggling afterwards.

"Well, we can't have all the fun, Lottie, why don't you have a swig?" Kim was overly sweet, and Lottie didn't know her well so she didn't pick up on her sarcasm.

"No thank you," Lottie stated.

"I bet you've never had a drink before, or smoked?" She shook her head at the leader's question, "I did have some sparkling cider at my cousin's wedding!"

"Well ring-a-ding-ding!" Kim exclaimed, this time though she definitely felt like Kim was trying to embarrass her.

So, she decided to go to the bathroom to wash off the Nair from her toes before she had a worse reaction to it, she closed the bathroom door so she could have some privacy. The girls on the other side were discussing her, and whether or not she'd be good enough to be indicted into the Pink Ladies.

"I don't know girls, she looks too pure to be pink," Kim sighed heavily. "I mean have you seen her, she strikes me as those squares that won't get laid until they are legally married," she rolled her eyes. "She probably has never ratted her hair, I mean have you seen how flat it is?! And she's never smoked?! Even the surgeon General said it's good for you!"

The other 3 girls looked distraught, when Kim turned around to see a shocked Lottie staring at her, "you making fun o' me Kim?" She asked, to which the aforementioned rolled her eyes one more time. "Some people are so touchy," she replied.

Nayeon went up to Lottie to comfort her, she didn't know why Kim was acting this way, then again, she knew she had been keen of Yoongi last year, so perhaps she was jealous that his newest acquaintance got so much out of him in such little time.

All the girls were startled at the sudden honking, it was close to 11pm, who in their sane mind was awake at this hour?!

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Sneak peak of the Jungkook one-shot since it's almost done!

“sure he could've read the hints, but if you don't actually talk about it, how are either of you supposed to know what the other wants?” She nudged your shoulder.

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