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[junicai]

NCT being whipped for miyazu aria for seven minutes ;

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[ NCT 127 Takes a Friendship Test ; Glamour 2020 ]

offscreen: “So, what was your first impression of Aria?” 

Aria pressed herself into Doyoung’s side briefly, muttering a translation of the question into his ear. They had been briefed on the questions beforehand anyway, but she wanted to make sure he understood before he began answering - just in case he had forgotten.

Doyoung tilted his head down to Aria, a mischievous grin making its way onto his face; and it was only then, that Aria remembered exactly how the two had met in the first place. 

Aria started to flush, shaking her head rapidly and burying her face into her hands. “Oh god no,” she whined. 

Doyoung laughed at her, pulling her into his side with an arm over her shoulder and holding her there while he began speaking. 

“Ah, Aria? We met for the first time when Aria was still tiny - well, tinier,” 

“Hey!” 

“And,” Doyoung continued on, laughing, “I had left my jacket in one of the practice rooms. It was a gift from my hyung, so I had gone back to get it even though it was really late. But when I went in to get it, I found Aria, sitting on the floor in the dark with it over her lap instead.” 

At this point, Aria had fully buried her face into Doyoung’s chest, in a futile attempt to hide her reddened cheeks. “I thought it belonged to one of my friends,” she weakly protested, embarrassed by the laughs of the staff members behind the camera. “You scared me when you came in!” 

“You stole my jacket!” 

Aria sent a withering look to the camera. 

“Czennie. Doyoung-oppa doesn’t care if I freeze, I want you to remember this.”

Doyoung gaped at her, yanking her back into his arms with an offended gasp, “Yah, you brat that’s a lie.”

Aria began sliding to the floor, letting her arms go boneless and limp. “You don’t love me!”

Doyoung started to stop with her, trying to hold her up in his arms. “Aria, Aria don’t sit on the floor it’s dirty, get up-”

The music of the other idol groups played quietly through the green room’s speakers, a small television setup in the upper right hand corner allowing the idols inside to monitor the performances outside. 

Renjun tossed a half full water bottle over to Jisung, who was sitting on the floor beside the sofa where Jaemin, Jeno and Aria were; all three of them looking elated yet exhausted. 

Ridin’ was a choreography heavy dance, and although Aria hadn’t many lines in this particular song, she was still struggling to push through the residual pain in her lower back. She had strained it earlier on in the month, pushing herself too far with too little preparation during rehearsals and was paying the price for it.

Most of Aria’s time in the greenroom before their performance was spent ensuring the other boys that yes, she was ok to perform and no, she wasn’t going to sit this one out.

The boys begrudgingly accepted her protests; but that hadnt stopped Jeno ever-so-carefully tugging her onto the sofa once they returned to the greenroom post-performance, gently pushing her to lie her head down on Jaemin’s lap and bringing her legs up into Jeno’s. 

Jisung had wandered over later, eyes stuck to his phone screen but he willingly sacrificed his left hand to hold onto Aria’s when she hissed at the knot Jeno was trying to knead out of her lower back.

Jaemin shushed her softly, running a hand through her hair and untangling strands with his fingers. When Aria’s eyes had clenched shut and a whimper broke out from between her lips, Jeno’s hands froze in their movements, instantly bending closer to whisper apologizes.

“No, no it’s okay,” Aria said, attempting to prop herself up. 

Jaemin pressed her back down, her head staying in his lap. “Stop it, let Nono help.”

She knew that there was something more to say, but having awknowledged that their current circumstances were not the best to have such a discussion, he settled for carding a hand through her hair again. 

Aria let her eyes drift closed, hand still curled in Jisung’s, and legs pillowed in Jeno’s lap. 

Who’s name do you think matches their appearance? 

Kun pressed his lips together, thinking. 

“Hm, all of the members put a lot of thought into their stage names, so they all fit very well,” he hummed, eyes flickering between the paper and the camera. 

He took in a breath, clearly torn. 

“Ah!” he exclaimed, looking up to the camera. “Aria, her name fits her really well; Akari is such a beautiful name and it compliments her personality perfectly. She’s really like a fruit sometimes - she’s always cheerful and energetic, like she’s on a constant sugar rush. Very sweet.” the smile that overtook Kun’s features was nothing sort of soft. 

He quickly scribbled down Aria’s name in Hangul, before rolling the pen into the middle of his palm and straightening up again.

“Yiyang, is her Chinese name - she asked me to give her one last year. And you shouldn’t listen to Winwin, her full name is Qian Qiuyue, ok?”

Kun was laughing at himself now, picking back up the pen and moving to read the next question.

a/n: i know mr qian kun did NOT just say aria was fruity. 

aria nct lgbt sub-unit confirmed

Renjun was sat beside Aria on a single piano stool, shoulders pressed together as she leaned forwards to try and make sense of the notes written on the pages in front of her. 

“You know the basics, right?” Renjun questioned, hand coming out to flip forward in the music book a few pages. The single crotchet notes quickly turned into more complex rhythms, and from the side of his vision he could see Aria paling slightly.

He turned his head to look at her, “Riri, c’mon I know you know more than Mary had a Little Lamb, you can’t stay at beginner level forever.”

“Yes I can.” Aria sulked. 

Renjun sighed. “You were the one who asked me to teach you.” 

“Yes! When I thought it would be easier than this, my fingers just don’t do what they’re meant to do!”

“That’s why I’m here!” Renjun cut off her tirade. “I’m not going to laugh at you if you make mistakes - you’re learning, and everyone makes mistakes when they’re learning.”

“Promise?”

He ruffled her hair slightly, “Promise. Now here, look, this one isn’t difficult you’ll manage this one fine.”

“Injunnie.”

“Mm?”

“-nevermind, okay just. How do I?”

Renjun lifted his hands onto the keys of the piano, showing her the placement of her fingers and getting her to copy him. Aria did so, and then he was running her slowly, step-by-step through the first few bars of the piece, catching her when she played dud notes and clapping softly when she played through without stuttering. 

Soon enough, Aria was playing a simplistic but solid melody line with her right hand, basic accompanying chords with her left, and Renjun was staring at the side of her face; head tilted slightly to the left and a small, barely-there proud glint in his eye. 

 [BUBBLE UPDATE 210205 ]

ARIA~~

czennie

i heard about the tiny horse

do u think they’d let me get one

if i asked nicely??

“Jae, Jae! Jaehyun!” Aria coughed out the older boy’s name, throwing a glare over her shoulder. “If you insist on leaning your entire bodyweight on me, please don’t throttle me in the process.”

The man only sent a weak apologetic grin her way before his feet slid out from underneath him and he was left grappling at the small girl yet again. 

“You know when you said you wanted me to teach you ice-skating I didn’t know this was how you were planning on murdering me. If I have to die, I’d rather go out with a bang - ya’know? Not death by groupmate, that’s borinG-” Aria’s voice wobbled as she was pulled yet again. 

“Sorry, sorry,” Jaehyun apologized, going so far as to take his hands off her shoulders. “I think I’ve got it now.”

He made it another few steps forward before he was tossed off balance by an eight year old boy rushing past, startling him to the point of jumping backwards.

When Jaehyun’s legs went from underneath him, he flailed his arms in a futile attempt to regain his balance - one of the windmilling arms catching Aria’s extended hands in the process. 

Aria let out a shriek as her skates went as well, tumbling backwards. Her head would have made a harsh impact onto the ice - no arms ready to catch her fall - if it wasn’t for Jaehyun’s hand catching the back of her neck and taking the brunt of the impact. 

Lying on the ground, Jaehyun coughed out a laugh, Aria staring him down. 

All too soon though, Aria joined him in the laughter, head still pillowed on Jaehyun’s arm and the pair of them still lying on their backs on the ice.

“Hello everyone, today I’m with my favourite baby, say hi baby!”

Ten’s grin was audible in his words as he spoke to Aria, who waved before opening her mouth. “Your favourite baby?” 

Ten cooed, “Yes, my favourite baby,” while crossing the floor of the practice room to throw his arms around Aria. 

He rocked her side to side, pressing kisses to the top of her head. 

“And what makes me your favourite? You know Yangie won’t be pleased if he hears he’s been replaced,” Aria lifted her head to look up at Ten. 

“You accept the title of my baby, and are therefore my favourite. You don’t fight my love.” Ten shakes her dramatically side to side, mourning the one-sided relationship. 

Aria only patted his head in solace. “It’s ok. If it’s any consolation the only reason I don’t fight your hugs is because you’re faster than I am.”

Ten let out a pained gasp. “Betrayed by both my babies. How ever will I survive!”

Aria tried to pry his arms away from her shoulders that were shaking with barely-suppressed laughter, worming her way out from his embrace. Ten only tightened his hold, going limp and dragging her onto the floor.

“No...” Ten cried, “I’m dying...”

Aria’s laughter turned to shrieks when he began to tickle her stomach on the skin that was showing from where her t-shirt had lifted up from the movement. 

“No no no no stop Ten, TEN stop I’m sorry I take it back I take it baaack-” 

“Say it!” Ten demanded, unrelenting. 

“I’m your baby! I’m your baby I’m sorry I’m sorry!” Aria was rolling away from his hands, trying to escape but Ten only turned to lie flat on top of her. 

“Exactly.”

a/n: nct world 2.0 gave us so much content of the boys loving aria im :’( smth in the water made aria super cuddly this time around i think she’s after all of their hearts 

- aria collecting nct members like pokemon cards

Immediately after Jungwoo’s defeat, Aria sidestepped to behind Lucas where she fisted her hands in his shirt. 

“Aria! You’re next!” The presenter called out, and soon all the members in OFN has turned to face her. 

She poked her head around to see Yuta standing at the arm wrestling table already, tongue between teeth and grinning at her partially hidden form. 

Aria squeaked and ducked back behind Lucas. “Noo,” she moaned, already knowing what was going to happen.

To their credit, Johnny and Jungwoo tried their best to bolster her spirits before she emerged, but Aria still shuffled up to the table with her head tucked down, paying no attention to the calls of support from the boys behind her. 

Yuta rolled his sweater sleeve up again, and Aria looked up to meet his eyes.

“Onii-chan~” she tried, biting her lip to stop the laughter from bursting out. 

Yuta brought a hand up to his mouth before turning away, eyes wide. Aria could hear the cheers of cute! from her teammates behind her; Yuta’s teammates doing their level best to convince him not to cave under Aria’s widened eyes. 

“Onii-chan, you know I’m not very strong,” Aria made sure to heighten her voice’s register a bit, and stuck out her bottom lip, “Can you go easy on me?” 

Aria could hear Mark calling out to Yuta to not fall for it.

“Yah!” Aria dropped her voice back to her normal register, yelling out to Mark. “Stop it this is all I have!” 

The laughter was heard from across the field from the members in the tents, and Aria was left to sadly shuffle her way closer to the table and interlink her hand with Yuta’s. 

He sent her a consoling smile, the referee blew the whistle and then Aria was pushing with all her might against Yuta. Her legs came up like Renjun’s did, face scrunched up with the effort before the back of her hand met the plastic-covered table and Yuta was announced the victor. 

He quickly made his way around the table, wrapping Aria in a hug and picking her up to spin her around. Aria only giggled at him, sticking her tongue out at Ten who called Yuta out for fraternizing with the enemy.

Aria knew that a springboard worked off of your downward momentum, so it seemed perfectly logical to assume that if she barreled her bodyweight into the jump, then she would make it high enough to get over the 200cm vault. 

She’d made it over the previous heights with varying degrees of success, but the new towering height was throwing her off a bit. Cheers came from both her teammates sitting down beside the mat as well as the other members sitting in the shade. 

“Aria! Challenge accepted!” she called out, pumping her fist into the air. 

From the corner of her eye, Aria could see Johnny leaning forward with his hands on his knees, watching carefully as she ran up to the springboard. Lucas was in a similar position, was it not for the wide grin he sported.

Beginning her run she tried to use up as much speed as possible, sprinting to the vault before jumping with her feet together onto the springboard and allowing it to propel her up and over the vault.

However what she had failed to account for; was the length of her arms. 

Aria made it over the 190cm vault, but her fingertips barely scraped the top and it left her with a choice of either trying to become Superman and face-planting into the mat on the other side, or bringing her legs together prematurely and hope she didn’t lose a leg. 

She couldn’t hear the gasps that left everyone’s mouth once her hands missed the top of the vault, missing the way Lucas moved closer to the mat with a jerk forward. 

Bringing her legs closed, Aria swung her bodyweight forward and grappled behind her for the vault in a panic. A yelp left her mouth as her hand caught on the rung and she tucked it back into her body when her feet met the edge of the mat.

Unstable, Aria toppled backwards with her hands stretching out behind her again to prevent herself from falling. Her back landed against the vault, and she knocked it over, falling on top of the now-split pieces. 

Despite it all, Aria was laughing hysterically, hands coming up to cover her face as she tried to hide her flaming red cheeks. An arm extended to her and she hoisted herself out of the middle of the vault, soon coming to rub at her back.

“Does that count?” Aria could hear the presenters asking should she be disqualified for knocking over the vault even after landing, but she was more concentrated on the hand on her back that was guiding her to her other teammates, all clapping wilding and cheering. 

“You okay?” Lucas’ voice came in her ear, laughter but also concern audible in his tone. His hand was still rubbing slowly along her back, soothing the reddened skin underneath the t-shirt she was wearing. 

“Yeah I’m fine,” Aria let her head fall forwards as she laughed at the thought of the picture she must have looked, flailing as she barely made it over the vault. “I don’t know if I’ll make it over the next one though.”

“Ah it’s okay. I’ll knock it over too and then I can join you.”

The gate at the back end of the tunnel swung closed with a clang, everyone inside letting out a shout. 

Aria, having been standing in front of Johnny, tucked inside his coat while he back hugged her (she wasn’t built for the cold weather, and the denim jacket she wore was doing nothing to save her from hypothermia) let out a yelp and turned her face into Johnny’s chest.

Johnny pushed her behind him slightly as he turned around to look what had happened, and Aria clung to his waist while the others around them furrowed their eyebrows in confusion. 

Trapped?

a/n: and a bonus clip bc shes was so CUTE during mtopia i couldnt not 

In the emptied dining room, the SuperM members scattered around the different table set ups, searching for the coloured pieces of paper. Taeyong had wandered over to the food counter, while Ten had migrated towards the opposite end of the hall.

Baekhyun could see the other members in various locations; all apart from one. 

“Oh? Aria, where did you go?” 

The youngest member was no where to be found, and Baekhyun’s question gathered the attention of Taemin and Mark who were standing nearby. Mark tilted his head in a question, eyebrows lifted and then furrowed when he too looked around for the girl and couldn’t find her.

“I’m here!”

Baekhyun let out a small scream, jumping back from the table he was standing beside.

Beneath the tablecloth poked out Aria’s head, a sheepish smile on her face when she realized she’d scared her leader. 

“I thought there might be some clues underneath, so I wanted to check.” she explained, slowly shuffling out from underneath the table. 

“Baekhyun hyung did she scare you?” Jongin teased, as Taemin cooed over the adorable picture Aria made as she straightened up and brushed off the dust from her skirt. 

Baekhyun floundered, spluttering “What? No! I don’t get scared.” 

He puffed out his chest theatrically.

“Sorry oppa, I didn’t mean to scare you~” Aria said through suppressed laughter, coming over to hug him around the waist.

Baekhyun deflated slighty, “Ah, it’s okay,” he grumbled, petting her hair. 

thank you for watching ! - haechanieski

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[bngtanah]

I’m (not) With The Band. | o4

summary: Adrienne is an indie producer who is hired to help co-produce BTS’ next album alongside their resident producer; Suga. Despite the initial opposition on both ends, the pair spend time together, share a few stories, dreams and aspirations and begin to hit it off really well. Wrapped up in the whirlwind of late nights and heated disagreements and reconciliations, Min Yoongi and Adrienne Rolle find themselves growing closer and closer. One night they decide to cross the barrier between personal and professional and do their best make a relationship work against all odds.

pairing: idol!Yoongi  x Named OC

word count: 2.9k genre: drama, romance, smut(eventually)

chapters: prologue| o1| o2| o3| o4| o5| o6| o7| o8| o9| 10| 11|

warning: light angst, smut, fluff, workplace relationship, slow burn, sexual themes, ambw, enemies to friends to lovers, developing relationship

a/n: still a fool. still re-uploading.

Adrienne had a certain way of approaching the music-making process, she liked to be completely immersed in whatever she was working on. That meant blasting the sounds she haphazardly blended together as loud as possible until she could think of a way to make them work together appealingly. The sounds of unfinished demos blasting, the scent of lavender incense burning and filling up the interior of the Bangtan work room while Adrienne danced around to get her blood flowing had become a common thing to hear at any hour of the day or night when she was working alone over the past few days. It was a crazy process to look at from the outside but it hadn't failed her yet so Adrienne was planning on sticking with it.

Of course, just because she planned on doing that didn't mean that she would get to.

The incense and loud music worked fine when she was alone but once Yoongi was in the room that all came to a stop. He preferred to work in silence, or as close to silence as he could get. Which meant he had his headphones in to listen and critique every subtle sound effect and background noise that he wasn't sure about adding. Doing that calmed Yoongi but made Adrienne anxious, she was constantly bursting with energy and that seemed to amplify during the nighttime when she was in a pleasant mood and Yoongi just felt like curling up and going to sleep. Adrienne needed the conversation, the back and forth of ideas that could really be the best part about being forced to work with someone else. Their partnership seemed to be in a slightly more stable place than it was last week, even though they still barely knew each other and had definitely not stopped arguing about nearly everything; they were at least willing to communicate instead of shutting down when complications arose. 

It was after twelve on a Tuesday night, or was it after one? Truthfully Adrienne stopped keeping track hours ago, the only thing she knew for sure was that it was dark outside and the halls outside the workroom door sounded empty which meant that it was late enough for people to have already headed home. Adrienne planned on heading out herself as soon as she made some progress on the melody she had been working on for most of the day. It started off with the intentions of being something upbeat and whimsical but over time it morphed into something lighter, more gentle and Andy was having trouble finding a balance between the two styles.

"Are you okay?"

Yoongi's voice yelling over the music from the door made Adrienne stop the strange interpretive dance she was acting out in the middle of the room. With her arms stretched upwards and her neck extended towards the ceiling she kind of resembled a stork preparing to take flight. If Yoongi wasn't so unbelievably tired he might have found the energy to laugh at her.

"Ah, Yoongi-ssi,"

"-oppa,"

"You said I should be respectful, -ssi is very respectful."

Yoongi grumbled and moved his tired body towards the couch, motioning for Adrienne to turn down her song like he always did. Andy sighed and moved to the computer desk then took a seat.

"What are you doing here? I thought you guys had schedules all day today."

"I wanted to get some work done before I go to bed, and it's two o'clock in the morning; what are you doing here?" Yoongi answered with his head resting against the back of the couch.

"Oh shi-, is it really?" Adrienne gasped and turned to look at the bottom right of the computer screen, it indeed read 2:13 am and Andy groaned and pressed her forehead against the keyboard. She wanted to be in bed hours ago but time completely got away from her.

"I've been working on this song for.... well I'll just be honest, the entire day and I just cannot get it to sound right. That's why I'm still here." She pouted.

Yoongi huffed and looked over at Adrienne, who looked back at him with a slight smile, and made a spectacle of getting up and trudging over to the console where Adrienne sat. He leaned forward and pressed his palms on the edge of the desk then looked at Adrienne like he was waiting for her to do something.

"What?"

"Let me hear the song,"

"No, it isn't arranged!"

Yoongi frowned and gave her a slightly harsh look, making Andy suck her teeth, hit play and immediately cover her ears so she wouldn't have to listen to the song again. She was getting sick of hearing the reminder of her incompetence.

Yoongi, on the other hand listened carefully to everything that played over the speakers. He could see what she meant about it not being arranged properly since it was still very rough around the edges but there was something there that could be worked out with more time and attention. The corners of his lips turned upwards slightly when the gentle voice that had been harmonizing to the melody switched to sound more aggressive and raspy.

"Is that you singing?"

"What? Oh yes, that's me. I knew which of you I want to sing which part so I tried to imitate your voices with random lyrics,"

"Was that supposed to be me?"

"Yes, I didn't think you would notice," Adrienne chuckled.

"I don't sound like that," He retorted with a playful frown.

"Yoongi, that's exactly what you sound like. My imitation of you is actually the best one."

Yoongi rolled his eyes but didn't disagree and returned to the couch once the song ended.

"You're a good singer,"

"T-thank you," She answered, slightly taken back by his sudden compliment since it was the first one he'd paid her since they met.

"About your song, it has potential but you're making the backing instruments way too loud, it's distracting," 

Adrienne frowned gently and brought her knees up to her chest, his suggestion had crossed her mind earlier but she was afraid that if she lowered the instruments, it would lose the dynamic feeling.

"I don't even want to think about it anymore," She rested her chin on her knees "Thank you though."

Yoongi nodded silently as he sank further and further into the cushions of the couch, his plan was to work once he was here but he was already falling asleep just sitting there.

"Yoongi-ssi..."

"Hm?"

"Didn't you say you wanted to want to work on something?"

"Yeah, I will" he answered but made no attempt to move.

Adrienne sniggered and shook her head as she got up from the office chair and occupied the empty seat next to him on the couch.

"You should go home if you're just going to sleep,"

Yoongi snorted and sat up straight, his spine becoming rigid when he heard her so close to him.

"I'm okay, I just need a second to wake up,"

"Well, if you want some help, you could answer my question of the day!"

'Question of the day' was something that Adrienne suggested last week in an effort for them both to understand each other better. They each got to ask one question per day that had to be answered honestly by both parties. Yoongi was against it at first but Adrienne soon realized that he would agree to do most things if she pestered him enough. So far it had only been basic questions like 'where were you born?', 'how old are you?', 'who's your favourite artist?' and Adrienne learned that Yoongi was exactly one year older than she was and he had just as much trouble pinning down just one favourite artist as she did. An inaudible rasping noise of displeasure rumbled in Yoongi's throat even though he hadn't moved an inch since sitting up. He didn't have the stamina for a conversation right now.

"Oh, come on you child, it's a simple question!"

"Fine, fine. What is it?" 

"What made you want to become an idol?"

"I didn't,"

"Yoongi-ssi..."

"What? I answered your question,"

"That can't be the entire answer," Adrienne pushed.

Yoongi cursed under his breath and ran a hand down the length of his face.

"That is the entire answer. I never dreamed about being an idol, I wanted to make music, I knew there was only so much I could do on my own so I came to Seoul to have the opportunity to make music as well as I could."

Adrienne nibbled on her top lip and studied Yoongi while he answered her question, he looked like he was still sleeping with his beanie pulled down low over his forehead and the back of his head still resting against the back of the couch. He had a certain way of saying a lot while not really saying much at all when they spoke, always giving Adrienne just enough information to satiate her curiosity but never really allowing her to get closer to him. It was frustrating in a way but Andy didn't want to rock the boat again when they'd just started getting along and she wasn't exactly an open book herself. Then again, he never asked her anything that would require her to be guarded, Adrienne was sure that her age and birthplace and other general facts were on file with the company and that was all he ever asked about.

"Do you like it?"  She paused "Being an idol, I mean."

"One question," Yoongi answered and held up his index finger which Adrienne pushed out of her line of vision.

"Fine, what's your question?"

Yoongi shuffled around in his seat and switched his seating position so he was facing Adrienne instead of leaning into the cushions and staring up at the ceiling. It took a second for him to think of a question to ask since he didn't have one ready. Well, that wasn't true, he had lots of questions but none he felt comfortable asking out loud.

"Why did you come to Korea?"

"You know why I'm here,"

"I know they offered you a job, you didn't have to accept it,"

Adrienne smirked and glanced to the side in thought.

"Do you want the proper answer or something thoughtful?"

"Proper,"

"I needed money," she laughed softly and Yoongi joined her with a closed mouth chuckle of his own.

"Honestly, I didn't really want to come at first. I knew nothing about this country or the music and it was all so different from what I was used to... if my sister didn't threaten to fight me I wouldn't be here right now. I was so scared to come here."

"Scared of what?"

"Of...." Adrienne paused and raised her gaze to Yoongi's eyes, she wasn't exactly sure how to word what she wanted to say next. "Give me your arm."

Yoongi's forehead wrinkled, but he complied and stretched his arm forward, Adrienne held his hand in her palm and pushed up his sleeve so that his forearm was exposed then she scooted closer and placed her bare forearm directly against his warm skin. Andy's bronzed skin wasn't the deepest shade of brown and she knew that but it definitely stood out compared to Yoongi's fair tone.

"Of being too different."

He was confused at first but after the second glance at their arms next to each other and Adrienne's face Yoongi nodded with a quiet realization and lowered his head and arm.

"Not everyone is... it's not like..." He stumbled over his words in a way was so unlike him and Adrienne shook her head quickly and held both of his hands in her own to reassure him.

"I get it, Yoongi," She smiled and let go, "I'm not that scared anymore but there's always something terrifying about the unknown..."

Yoongi nodded, tilting his head to the side and resting it against his hand. Adrienne wasn't looking directly at him when she spoke and that gave him ample opportunity to drink in her sharp features without being detected. He had taken up the habit of gazing at her when she wasn't looking in an effort to try and figure her out. She was such a strange person to him with her slightly eccentric behavior, bubbly nature, and interesting personality. Girls like this usually annoyed him but with Adrienne Yoongi only wanted to know more about her and that was a feeling he knew he had to keep under control. He was a professional there was no reason for him to allow fleeting emotions to cloud his thinking, no matter if he could physically feel his heart twinge beneath his chest when Adrienne's eyes met his own.

"Anyway, thanks for listening. You can work now sorry for being a bother."

"Don't worry about it," Yoongi nodded and slowly picked himself up off the couch.

"I should go home now," Andy yawned but didn't get up as she watched him move over to the computer desk.

Yoongi nodded and turned to bid Adrienne a good night when the sound of the door swinging open drew his attention there.

"Hyung! We're going to eat are you com-" Jimin paused when he noticed Adrienne still seated. 

"Oh, Andy~ I didn't know you were still here, do you want to come eat with us?"

"Hey, Jimin" Andy greeted with a wide grin "Um... I don't know if I can..." Just at the mention of food, her stomach grumbled and reminded Adrienne that all she'd eaten that day was a packet of saltine crackers and going home alone on an empty stomach wasn't something she wanted to risk.

"I'll come," she laughed "I mean if that's okay with everyone," Adrienne said everyone but really she was looking for Yoongi's approval since as far as she knew he was the only member of the team she hadn't really won over yet. Jimin encouraged her to come but Adrienne still looked over to Yoongi for his answer. 

Yoongi wasn't particularly interested in going since he didn't really want to eat and he still hadn't started his work but when Adrienne looked at him with her silently pleading eyes Yoongi didn't have it in him to tell Jimin to go away so he could work in peace. So instead, he got up, adjusted his beanie and headed out the door without a word while being followed by his oddly energetic youngers.

The seven of them plus Adrienne piled into a booth at a tiny pub not too far from the studio since that was the only place open so late at night. Despite being tired like Adrienne was sure they all were the atmosphere was loud and active as they all ordered and only got more lively when someone, who sounded oddly like Taehyung, suggested that Adrienne treat them to a drink. She objected at first but that only made the requests become cuter and more annoying to ignore.

"Okay! Just this one time" Adrienne finally relented and motioned for the server to come back to their table.

"You don't have to do that,"  she could hear Yoongi almost whisper from his seat next to her but Andy dismissed his concern with a gentle smile. "I don't mind."

The night continued until Namjoon being the responsible leader that he was, informed everyone that they really needed to get some rest before their day tomorrow. Everyone except Yoongi and Jin groaned and complained but made preparations to leave nonetheless, they were undoubtedly feeling the heavyweight of sleep rest comfortably on their shoulders once everyone was outside on the sidewalk since there was a noticeable drop in noise level and general conversation.

"Well, I'm going now!" Adrienne said behind a body-draining yawn as she waved towards the group and began walking backward.

"Are you walking by yourself? You shouldn't catch a taxi so late alone, I can walk with you." Namjoon said quickly and took a step forward but Adrienne shook her head. 

"I live really close to the studio, I can make it by myself. I'll be safe,"

"Okay. Well, you should text me when you get home, so we don't worry." Namjoon said, quickly adding the bit about everyone worrying to save face.

"I will, good night!" She assured him and waved again to the rest of the boys before turning on her heels and heading towards her apartment.

Once she was out of sight Namjoon followed closely by Yoongi who'd gone silent, and the rest of the crowd began their slow trek back to the BigHit building.

"Hey, hyung don't you think you're being a little too obvious with Andy? Since she is a co-worker and everything," Jimin asked in a gentle tone once he'd sidled up next to Namjoon and began walking in stride with him.

"What are you talking about?" Namjoon responded as if he did not understand what Jimin was insinuating "Should I be rude to her just because she's a co-worker?"

Jimin pursed his lips but let the topic die, he knew that his band member knew that wasn't he meant but it wasn't exactly the right place or time to advise Namjoon so he kept quiet. Yoongi who was also still silently walking behind them took notice of the minor exchange and didn't have a reasonable explanation for the way his heart rate spiked or the scowl that crossed his features while he continued moving with his head down. 

Jimin smiled and gently patted Namjoon on the shoulder.

"Of course not, hyung."

#bts #bts fic #bts scenarios #min yoongi #suga fic #suga scenarios #yoongi x oc #inwtb #bngtanah

[tbr-agency]

beginning of a friendship.

summary ⟶ It was Ahrin’s first time on individually guarding a member of a boy group. 

timeline ⟶ February 2018

characters : Jung Ahrin (The Bloody Roses), Mark Tuan (Got7)

❝  I think they did a good job with you partnering up with me. ❞ 

Ahrin takes a good look at herself in the mirror, as she shifted her positions to see any wrinkles on her jeans or sweater.

"It's been 10 minutes. I'm tired of watching you turning in the same god damn direction."

Ahrin frowns as she looked behind to see Haejin sitting up, with her messy bed hair.

"Since when you are awake?"

"10 minutes ago! You didn't even notice me!" Haejin crossed her arms, pouting towards the leader as she grabbed her bag and phone.

"I'll get going. Don't forget to wake the others up. I'll see you guys in the afternoon." Ahrin ruffled Haejin's hair, earning a loud groan as the leader exit the room.

"Don't you dare go back to sleep, Lee Haejin!"

The truth is, Ahrin was feeling really nervous. It's been a while that she felt nervous in front of a guy, especially a group of guys.

Though she looked calm and all smiles, her heart was beating rather fast. The Got7 boys were all visually good-looking, especially the one that Ahrin was guarding.

On the day of the rescue mission, Ahrin was already alerted regarding Mark, as told by his manager. 

He was rather a shy person, a very quiet guy, and an observant one.

Only talks when it is necessary. But once he gets comfortable, he is either a Bambam, a Jackson or a Yugyeom.

And that was what Ahrin is planning to do today. 

To get comfortable with Mark.

Ahrin was already lost in her thoughts when a loud knock was heard, making her jump in surprise, looking towards the noise.

To see Mark basically waving shyly, and Ahrin quickly unlock the car.

"Oh my god. I'm so sorry!"

A light chuckle was heard from Mark as he went into the passenger seat, putting on his seatbelt.

"It's okay. You look like you are in deep thought." Mark questioned and Ahrin shakes her head lightly as she looked towards Mark, checking his seatbelt, then noticing he was gripping onto his bag tightly.

"Let me put the bag at the back seat," said Ahrin, while grabbing the bag lightly and gently putting at the back. Mark's eyes widen a little.

"That is heavy," Mark commented and Ahrin looks at him. 

"Not that heavy."

"Do you go to the gym every day?"

"I am forced to." Ahrin joked as she then chuckle remembering the times when the youngest of Bloody Roses, Hyunji, dragging her out of the bed to go to the gym.

Mark tried to hold onto his laugh, as he nodded. Ahrin felt her cheeks redden as she starts the engine of her car.

"Woah. You have a lot of fans, for a solo fan sign." Ahrin commented, seeing a row of the queue as they passed by the fan sign venue.

"Not as many fans as Jackson has."

"What are you talking about? You are famous, Mark. I have male friends that are a fan of you!"

Mark frowns a little as he turns towards Ahrin who was busy looking forward, driving carefully.

"Male friends? So you only work with guys?"

"Well, we trained with them."

Mark suddenly turned silent, as he was already in his own thoughts.

Trained with them? That means they wrestle together?

"Only guys? No girls?" Mark questioned curiously, his eyes still locked towards Ahrin who was busy turning the steering wheel, checking the roads.

"The only girls are us, the 7 of us. It's crazy, I know." said Ahrin calmly, and somehow Mark felt, mad. Weirdly, he felt mad and just un-reassured.

"Do your parents know?" There was a hint of worry in Mark's voice.

"Oh. We have to go back door." Ahrin mumbled as she saw a bodyguard, giving out signals, making Ahrin do a U-turn.

Mark was waiting for an answer, then realizing he may somehow ask an uncomfortable question to his bodyguard.

"Sorry—

"My parents were of course worried." Ahrin cuts him off, giving a small smile as she turned towards Mark when the lights were red.

"In fact, my father was against it.. which I don't understand. He was a former NIS officer. I am now currently am a NIS officer..." Ahrin trailed off, seeing the lights turned green as she went to the back of the fan sign venue, knowing it would be convenient for Mark to enter the venue.

"I still don't get him," Ahrin mumbled while sighing as she finally parked the car, and the seat belts automatically take off.

"As a father, I guess he was worried. But knowing how well her daughter worked hard, I'm sure he is somehow proud of you," said Mark who was silent, and Ahrin smiled as she looks down, kind of felt relief to hear his comments.

"I guess so... C'mon! Your manager is waiting there!" Ahrin grabbed his bag, letting out a wide smile before exiting the car.

For the first time, Mark felt safe and assured, knowing he has his own bodyguard, and he was amazed by Ahrin's service.

Seeing some of the staff need a hand, Ahrin didn't hesitate to help. What made Mark amazed was when Ahrin handing out blankets to the fans who were wearing skirts, and he can't help but smile.

She still did her job, eyeing on suspicious fans or any weird activities.

There were times Mark turned towards Ahrin, asking her if she wanted to take a seat while doing her job. She was standing throughout the fan sign.

"Mark oppa! Who is that?" One of the fans asked as she turned towards Ahrin who was bowing while handing out gifts and blankets to the fans.

Mark followed her gestured as he looks at the fan with a smile. "She is a bodyguard. Got7's bodyguard."

"Really?? She is so pretty..." The fan mumbled while staring at Ahrin with an awed look. Mark just chuckle as he waved towards the amazing fan.

Mark can't help but agree. Ahrin is pretty. 

The first impression he had of Ahrin was he thought she was a cold person. He was more surprised to see the way how she engages with people.

Ahrin is polite. He noticed that whatever the situation is, she reassures them and Mark is thankful for her. Just like that conversation she had with Yugyeom.

Seeing her expression, she was very calm.

"Mark, that was the last fan." Mark felt a tap on the shoulder, and he quickly looks towards Ahrin who was looking down at him with a smile.

"Right." He mumbled while standing up sheepishly, as he took his belongings clumsily, and Ahrin who was being alert manage to catch his phone that nearly dropped.

Their hands accidentally touched, earning a slight gasp from Ahrin as she looked towards Mark. They had eye contact for a second and Ahrin quickly put his phone on the table.

"I-I'll be waiting outside," Ahrin mumbled as she broke the eye contact, before turning her heels back to the exit.

Mark looked at her back, with a slight smile.

"Our next stop will be Got7 fan sign." Ahrin said with a smile as she was looking towards the road.

Mark nodded as an acknowledgment as he proceeds on checking his phone, to see messages from the members saying they were awkward with the girls, except for Bambam and Yugyeom.

Ahrin took a glance towards Mark as he was grinning from ear to ear, quite curious about what did he see.

"Jaebeom is awkward with Haejin." said Mark as he turned towards Ahrin, who was chuckling.

"It's normal for the other guys. I mean, it's the first time for them to have a girl to be their own personal bodyguard." Ahrin explained, her eyes still on the road.

"Jaebeom will no longer be awkward with Haejin soon. The girl knows how to loosen up people." Ahrin added, earning a chuckle from Mark. Ahrin's eyes widen a little to hear him laugh.

He sounded cute and innocent.

"I think you will loosen up too when you are with Haejin." Ahrin commented. 

"I don't think so. I find it uncomfortable if someone forces me to be comfortable with them," said Mark, his eyes were still on his phone and Ahrin frowns a little.

Did I force him? Oh god.

"I think they did a good job with you partnering up with me." Mark looks up at he smiled towards Ahrin. 

Although she didn't look at him, Ahrin could feel her cheeks redden in shyness.

"Well, our priority is idols feelings," said Ahrin, as she looked towards Mark with a warm smile.

For the first time, Mark felt comfortable with someone he just met - and he knew that this is just the beginning of their friendship.

masterlist : Got7 Bodyguard Au

#got7 au #mark tuan #got7 mark #mark #bodyguard #got7 mark imagines #got7 mark scenarios #got7 imagines #got7 scenarios #jung ahrin

[svt-energyskincare]

sleepovers with jaebum

i love U, YOUR SUPPORT MEANS EVERYTHING xoxo

✭ you both  l o v e d  having sleepovers

✭ so much so that you tried to have them every weekend

✭ ngl you always pouted if he couldn’t come over

✭ and he got a lil upset too because he was always looking forward to it

✭ he preferred to have the sleepovers at your place bc the last few times that it was at their dorms, bambam and yugyeom were always trying to come in and annoy you guys HAHA

✭ that, or bambam would try to flirt with you

✭ yes, bam did have a crush on you and that was very clear to anyone within a million mile radius

✭ and that was the last straw for jaebum until it was always sleepovers at your place

✭ jaebum had always been protective over you, and honestly it was the cutest thing ever

✭ whenever bam would flirt with you, he’d immediately shoo him away

✭ or whenever someone made you upset he would always let you vent to him and there wasn’t a time that would pass where his eyebrows wouldn’t crinkle up with upsetness

✭ even if he doesn't say it much, jae loves you okay and nobody was going to mess with you on his watch

✭ nor was anybody gonna mess with him on yours

✭ but BACK TO SLEEPOVERS

✭ sleepovers with jaebum??

✭ more like sleepovers with jaebUM AND AHGASE’S

✭ because you LOVED to do lives on instagram whenever you two were together

✭ and of course he didn’t mind either

✭ in fact

✭ jaebum didn’t really mind anything you wanted to do, he always agreed because he’s chill with anything

✭ he was THAT person who would always answer “i don’t know, what do you want to do?” or “whatever you want”

✭ you swore he was a robot at that point, because you couldn’t get another answer out of him on what he wanted to do, so you always had to call it

✭ whatever you guys did ranged on your guys’ level of spontaneity on that particular day

✭ like were y’all feeling LIT AF?

✭ HYPER AF?

✭ chill af?

✭ sleepy af?

✭ hungry af?

✭ yes, you two did mukbangs on instagram live LMAO

✭ it consisted of you two ordering your favorite take out

✭ you both tried cooking it once…. but…... well ask the ahgase’s who watched that particular live how it went

✭ so you both swore to always order food from then on

✭ you would just chomp away, talking about each other’s day, spilling kinda embarrassing stories about each other

✭ feeding each other the foods while laughing at the other’s expression when you guys found out it was too spicy

✭ honestly, acting as if you were lil youtuber’s was a bit you guys did quite a lot

✭ being the fact that you did things like mukbangs, q and a’s while you did that and even “boyfriend does my makeup tag” even though you were just friends

✭ you mainly did them when it was past midnight, because you both were such night owls and had nothing to do

✭ you’d tiptoe from the bathroom, holding your makeup bag while peeking over to jaebum with that look on your face

✭ he was pretty good at doing your makeup, but you wouldn’t help him know which products did what, but he tried his best

✭ he always went on about how “oppa doesn’t know how to do this” or “it’s because oppa has never done this before”

✭ ahgase’s would try to sneak around in the comments and type in hangul on which product did what because they knew you couldn’t read it, but he could

✭ in which jaebum would try to play it off like the “screen was about to turn off,” when he was actually just reading the comments

✭ like you’d catch him winking at the camera when you turned to him, basically signaling a silent thank you to the viewers

✭ and by the end, your makeup looked pretty good, especially for “oppa having never done this before” bYE-

✭ when you left the room to go look in a mirror on how it turned out, he could hear you gasp and yelp in joy at how it looked

✭ then when you came back into the room, you saw a laughing jaebum whispering something to the camera and immediately freezing when he saw you catch him

✭ you told him to stop acting weird by threatening to do his eyeshadow again (he absolutely hated eyeliner, he always fLINCHES when someone gets close to his eye)

✭ but when you two weren’t doing youtuber-like things, you two were most likely working on music

✭ whether it was cruising through soundcloud, trying to find new gems to blast on the spontaneous late night drives you two loved going on for no reason

✭ or whether it was just having mini karaoke jam sessions in your room, turning on the little disco light ball jae gave you for your birthday last year

✭ or whether it was watching over jaebum’s shoulder, looking at all the songs he made in his playlist

✭ jae was very protective and personal with his music, he would only let certain people hear it before it was released

✭ he preffered to hear opinions on how it sounded, and he only trusted few to do so as well, without being biased

✭ and you were one of those people

✭ you knew a thing or two, or a million or two, about music

✭ you always gave him unbiased and truthful feedback on his tracks, and you were even featured in the back of some of them

✭ that lil hum in the back of his new track?? yeah, that’s you

✭ the harmonization in the melody in the chorus?? yeah, you again

✭ the girl’s voice on the phone call bit in the breakdown of his song?? yup, you, you and you

✭ or sometimes you’d even mess around in his recording place and record yourself making random noises, which some he actually used to your surprise

✭ he always wanted you to be a part of his work, since music was one of his most favorite things, and so were you

✭ you weren’t as experienced as he was in music production, but sometimes you’d fool around on the equipment whenever he was napping

✭ you’ve even attempted to making him songs, with lyrics about how much you appreciated him

✭ which resulted in him asking if you were drunk the next dAY LMAO

✭ but ended with him telling you how thankful he was for it ofc :’)

✭ you guys teased each other a lot, but you wouldn’t if you weren’t certain that you two weren’t certain that you loved each other

✭ and often times people would misunderstand, and think you were fighting, but that was never the case

✭ you and jae were the bestest of friends okay!!

✭ but yes, at the sleepovers, often times it would end with either one of you falling asleep while working on the music

✭ about 99% of the time it was you

✭ you always would fall asleep leaning on his shoulder, or leaning your head on his keyboard

✭ he didn’t have the heart to move you, but his arm was going to lose circulation and his keyboard kept spamming random letters on the screen, so he just carried you to your bed and tucked you in

✭ or when he would fall asleep, he usually fell asleep with his head in your lap, laptop on his lap

✭ in which your legs would lose circulation, and you would tuck him in on the couch or just let him sleep on your lap

✭ and he didn’t know this, but sometimes you’d sing him his favorite songs as he was asleep

✭ you would hum it like a lullaby to him, sometimes unknowingly

✭ and what you didn’t know is that there were points in the night where he was actually awake, but just pretended like he was asleep so he could listen to you 

✭ he thought it was the cutest thing, and he would tease you about it when you guys woke up

✭ and the next morning, you’d always be the one to wake up first because who knows what time jaebum went to sleep

✭ you never minded him resting in your bed with you, but he always crashed on the couch that he was working on his music on

✭ you would always stay in bed for an hour or two, but eventually pull out your phone to text jae

✭ “are u up’

✭ “no bye’

✭ “who tf is this? who stole jaebum’s phone? he never wakes up aT 8’

✭ “hm, is that so?’

✭ ’YES WHO IS THIS’

✭ “who is this?’

✭ ’not ur best friend’

✭ “oh, so this is y/n’

✭ “IM JAEBUM’

✭ “hurry and come to the kitchen!!’

✭ and there, on the kitchen counter, was breakfast in lil styrofoam boxes that he laid out for the both of you

✭ whoever woke up first, always got the breakfast for the both of you because you both were always starving when you woke up

✭ “are u serious’ you texted him

✭ i’m right in front of you, why are you texting me’

✭ “i know. i love u thank u’

✭ in which you gave him a huge hug and you both raced to the chairs to chow down yet again on your food

✭ no mukbang lives this time, just the two of you chatting about the music he made the night before, or how funny the other looked when you fell asleep

✭ he stayed over for a while, usually whenever he slept over it was during a time where he was able to be free without a packed schedule

✭ a phone call from got7’s manager or from the boys usually was the timer in which he had to return back

✭ but that didn’t happen until later on in the day

✭ so you two had the whole day to yourselves!!

✭ maybe even another sleepover to be :’)

#jaebum #jaebum imagines #jaebum scenarios #jaebum au #jaebum ff #got7 #got7 imagines #got7 scenarios #got7 au #got7 ff #kpop imagines #kpop scenarios #kpop au #kpop ff #im jaebum #im jaebum imagines

[hobidara]

Secret Admirer

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genre: fluff

words: 1,578

I walk out of the bathroom with my right hand busily brushing my teeth. A towel draped over my neck, I pick up the remote which was lying on my bed and press the button.

When the curtains open, my eyes widen and the toothbrush almost slips out of my grasp. I quickly close the curtains back.

The sight of Yoongi stretching in his black shirt was such a heartwarming sight, I don't know why.

I run to the bathroom, rinsing my mouth and staring myself in the mirror. I look like a mess but Yoongi didn't see me anyways. I tiptoe towards the window though there is no need to be actually tip toeing. I slightly open the curtain with my index finger and peek inside his room – no sight of Yoongi.

I sigh and go downstairs. When I don't see him, I become sad. When I see him, I can't stand it.

I'm really crazy.

"You are awake. Go buy some milk and bread." Mom demand as soon I place my foot in the dining room. I groan and pick up the money on the table before walking out of the house.

"What's with the face?"

My head shoot up when I hear the familiar voice.

"Hyunwoo oppa!" I squeal and he pulls me into a hug.

"Are you even wearing pants?" he chuckles. I am currently still in the oversized white shirt and it just perfectly hides the shorts underneath. I glare and punch his arm.

"Are you out to buy something?" he asks, nodding at the money in my fist.

I nod sadly and start walking north when I stop and realize that I have no idea where I can even buy milk and bread.

Hyunwoo chuckles and said, "I know the place."

When we reach in front of Yoongi's house, I look up to the bedroom's window. My eyes squint when I see the curtain close. It was slightly opened just now.

I wave it off and go to buy with Hyunwoo.

+

I sit there staring at the closed curtains as if I could see through them and look at every movements of Yoongi. I am dying to just open the annoying curtains and drool over him but of course, be invisible at the same time.

I open the curtains widely like in movies where the princess wakes up her morning beautifully and opens the curtains wide as the birds sang.

[a/n: like how jin opened the curtains in I need u]

My eyes stop at the male sitting at the edge of his bed with his eyes fixed at his phone.

I quickly get up to get a book and sit down by the window again, pretending to read the book which I don’t even know the name of. 

I lean on the window and look at Yoongi from under the strangs of my hair.

He looks so beautiful. My eyes follow to his fingers which are running across the phone screen and his hand holding the phone.

Even his hands look amazing.

I gulp and my hands travel back to his face. What is it on his phone that he is so focused to it?

I sigh and just start actually reading the book in my hands.

+

I gasp and glare at the door. Why did I even gasp?

I rub my eyes, damn, I fell asleep right there, beside the window.

"Yes?" I answer.

"Your friends are downstairs." Mom says from the other side.

I open the door and mouth, "Friends?"

I am confused. Jaein is on a trip so she can't possibly be right downstairs too. I walk downstairs and almost fall down from the stairs when I see Taehyung and Hoseok standing by the door.

"What are you guys doing here?"

"We heard from Yoongi hyung that you moved. Nice! We can hangout more."

YOONGI TALKED ABOUT ME TO HIS FRIENDS AND I FEEL MYSELF BLUSHING ALL OF A SUDDEN

"Why are you blushing?" Taehyung look at me as if I came from another planet when actually he is the one.

"That's because I just woke up."

What an excuse.

"Anyways," they both lock their arms with mine and squeal, "Lets go!"

"Yah! I'm still in my homewe----" I stop mid-sentence when I see him in a black shirt with another white long sleeve shirt under the black one, paired with black jeans which are ripped at the knees.

[a/n: yoongi's outfit in save me mv]

He looks stunning.

I stir the straw in the glass with my eyes perfectly landing on Yoongi. He is drinking his milk while gazing around the shops.

We are currently at the new mall that just opened like three days ago.

I smile and return my gaze to the glass of milk in front of me. I don't know why I was even stirring it in the first place.

I take a sip and freely let my eyes travel to Yoongi again but this time, our eyes meet.

HE LOOKED LIKE HE WAS LOOKING AT ME OMFG WAS HE OH

No, probably not. He was probably looking at the shop behind me. I know my cheeks are heating up but not wanting it to be obvious that I was checking him out, I look at the shop behind him.

After chatting with each other for a while, obviously I wasn't talking to Yoongi – anyone but Yoongi, we walk out of the mall and head towards our homes.

I walk with Taehyung at the front when suddenly, Hoseok asks from the back- "Ina, aren't you cold?"

"Of course I am." I glare "You and Tae just had to drag me out of the house when I was still in my sleep wears."

I am just in an oversized white shirt with black cotton shorts underneath and I'm shivering as fuck but I can still endure it.

"Let's just hire a taxi, then." I hear Yoongi says.

OMG WHY TF IS HE SO CARING

Hoseok decides to sit at the passenger seat so Yoongi, Taehyung and I are going to sit at the back row. Taehyung quickly climbs in which basically means ---

I AM GOING TO SIT BESIDE MIN YOONGI

Am I supposed to thanks Taehyung or what?

I awkwardly close the door and stare outside. With the radio playing Eric Nam's Good For You, my eyes start becoming sleepy.

+

"WOMANNN!"

"Oh my god, can you stop raping my ears every morning?" I groan and yank his hand away.

"Ew." Taehyung scrunches up his nose. "I HAVE GOOD NEWS HEHEHE"

"Go on." I say opening my locker.

"So yester—what is that?" Taehyung asks mid-sentence when he spots the bread and the milk with a sticky note stuck on its wrap.

"There's also a bread this time." I smile and read the note.

Did you sleep well last night? You look beautiful! I don't need to see you to tell you this because you are always beautiful.

"He's such a candy." I coe and keep the note into my cardigan's pocket.

"You mean cheese."

"No, candy." I shake my head at Taehyung and take out another note and start writing down.

Hey, secret admirer. Thanks for always making me smile with your gifts and notes! I always keep them and you don't need to do these for me. I want to do something back for you but since I don't know who you are, here's a note from me!

"Secret admirer, that is so childish." Taehyung laughs and I kick his shin.

"I hate you so much." I show him a middle finger and close the locker before unwrapping the bread.

[ how do you call that, unwrap? lol im sorry. but u get what I mean, right? ]

"Anyways, I was saying. Last night, you fell asleep on the taxi---"

"I KNOW RIGHT. THAT MUST HAVE BEEN SUCH AN EMBARASSING SIGHT. YOONGI WAS RIGHT BESIDE ME BUT I JUST FALL ASLEEP OMG. DID I DROOL? I DI—"

"Stop panicking." Taehyung flicks my forehead

"You didn't drool. Now, don't interfere because you are going to have the time of your life."

"Um, okay?" I raise my eyebrows in confusion.

"So when you fell asleep, Yoongi put your head on his shoulder and luckily, you didn't drool. He also carried you to your room because your mother was too lazy to carry your fat ass."

I continue staring at him with a poker face.

"You are supposed to be squealing." he frowns.

"As if I would believe you." I roll my eyes and walk ahead.

"I have a picture."

"WHAT" I yell and run back to him. "WHERE WHERE"

He clicks his tongue and takes out his phone in slow motion.

"Cut it out." I groan and stomp my foot impatiently.

He grins at me and shoves the phone screen at my face. I gasp and squeal out loud at the same time when I see the photo.

My head was resting on his shoulder and his head was resting on mine. We look like a couple that would last forever.

"KIM TAEHYUNG I LOVE YOU SO MUCH!" I scream and wrap my arms around his neck.

He giggles and ruffles my hair. I pull away and pat his head.

"Well done, my son."

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[imagination-of-a-melted-bitch]

Markie Pooh’s Little Crush {Mark Tuan}

Prompt: Mark’s been trying to tell you that he likes you, You’ve been trying to tell Mark you like him...

Pairing: Mark x Reader

Word Count: 1.4k

Warning: aggressive mark,

**Written for a friend,

"You've got to be kidding me!" Mark sighed, running his hands down his face. He watched you walk away with your date, wanting to hate how he made you smile but living for the way you smiled all the same. "I've dropped so many hints, how could she not get it?" He turned to Youngjae who looked up at his oldest hyung after locking his phone, giving him a small shrug.

"Maybe you aren't making it obvious enough." Mark scoffs, plopping down next to Youngjae.

"I don't know how much more obvious I can make it without basically coming out and saying...'I like you'." Youngjae clamps his hand down on Mark's shoulder,

"Then that's what you're going to have to do." He said it like it was so simple, easy.

"Yeah, and what if she doesn't like me back? What if I tell her how I feel and she's all like, 'well, see my tall, handsome, sharp jawed, buff, lean date? I love him and I'm never going to ?" Mark honestly felt like he could cry he felt so bad about the whole ordeal. "You know what, I don't even care, I'll just live with you and Jaebum, your happiness will be enough for me." Youngjae chuckles, picking up his phone again to text his boyfriend back, asking him where he was.

"Yeah," He trails off, "That is not happening," Youngjae's eyes scan the crowd and he finds you and your date over at the concession stand. "I don't know why you invited them to our weekly bowling night anyway, you knew she was going to bring him." Mark glares at Youngjae, who just puts his hands up, "Listen, I'm going to help," Youngjae moves his jacket from his lap and stands up, walking over to you and your date, Jinyong. "Hi, noona!" Youngjae hooks his arm with yours, "You look pretty,"  He sways back and forth, "You know who else thinks you look pretty?" He turns his head toward  Mark, you and your date both turning your heads to face him.

"Youngjae!" You scold but he doesn't say anything else, just rushes off backward Mark.

"What did you do?"

"I helped."

"It's working." You laugh, Jinyong nodding. "What if I'm going all this and he doesn't even like me?" You begin to worry again and Jinyong, your best friend's older brother, reminds you, he knows how guys act, he likes you. "Okay, ready?" You smile, taking the tray of foods, and Jinyong's hand.

"Yep." He smiles sweetly and leans down kissing your nose. You make a move to punch him not used to the awkward contact with him, but you look over to find Mark looking at the two of you.

"He looks mad," Jinyong chuckles and leads you back toward the others,

"Nah, he's pissed."

Mark shifts in his seat, twiddling his thumbs. "What exactly did you say to help?" Mark begins to bounce his knee, "Because it doesn't look like it helped much."

"Okay, I got Youngjae's nachos, Jaebum's coke, Yugyeom and Bam's small pizza, Jackson's Twizzlers, and Mark's Sprite." Jinyong sat the tray down and you pointed to each thing,

"Did you seriously forget about my candy?" Jinyoung gasps, holding a hand over his heart.

"Of course not." You pull the bag of skittles out your back pocket and toss them to Jinyoung who smiles happily. "Okay, I believe that's everyone, as soon as Jaebum oppa comes back in, we can start." As soon as you say it, Jaebum's rushing down to where you all were seating,

"Sorry, I had to pee." Jaebum smiles, before sitting down next to Youngjae, "What did I miss?"

"Nothing! We were just starting. Teams are, Youngjae, Jaebum, Mark, Jinyong, and Jackson vs. Yugyeom, Me, BamBam and Jinyoung." You push Jinyong toward Mark and Youngjae, "Come here you two," You point toward Bam and  Yugyeom, Jinyoung already sitting behind you. "Okay, I think that's everyone, let's go!"

"Could you two stop?" Mark asked, immediately covering his mouth as soon as the words came out. You and Jinyong pull look over toward Mark, after simply cuddling as you waited for your turns.

"I'm sorry what are we doing exactly?" Jinyong stands up and you furrow your brows, this not being part of the plan.

Mark was going to apologize but he stood up as well feeling like Jinyong was toeing the line. "First of all you can sit back down, I didn't mean to say it, it was just the slip of the tongue." Jinyong furrows his brows, not liking the way Mark was talking to him. He quickly glances back at you before turning back toward Mark, pushing his shoulders. Mark looks down, his tongue poking the inside of his cheek. Mark looks over Jinyong's shoulder before he balls his hand into a fist, connecting it with his jaw.

"Oh my god!" You immediately jump up, moving in between the two of them. You whisper an apology to Jinyong, asking Youngjae to go get him some ice. "You. Come with me." You grab Mark's wrist pulling him away from the scene. You pull him outside of the building, noticing it had gotten dark during your time there. There was a slight chill but you shook it off, turning all your attention back toward the pacing Mark.

"I want to apologize but I cant. Why would you bring him here? Why would you go and get a date? Do I not make myself clear, or do you just not like me?" You cock your head to the side. "God, no offense but you really are so oblivious! Do I have to spell it out for you? I-L-I-K-E-Y-O-U!" You take just a sec to comprehend what he was saying, gasping as you realize he was confessing his feelings for you.

"I like you too!" You slap his shoulder, "This is kind of embarrassing but Jinyong isn't my date, he's my best friend's brother. He owed me a favor so I asked him to help make you jealous to see if you liked me." You shyly look away, tucking a piece of your hair behind your ear. "I guess it worked, seeing as you punched him in the face."  Mark awkwardly chuckles, scratching the back of his neck.

"Yeah about that." You shake your head,

"He told me he was prepared to take a punch or two," You move in closer to Mark, playing with the ends of his jacket. "Although...that was really hot..." You bite your lip, and Mark laughs taking a step back,

"Whoa there missy at least let me buy you dinner before you try to get into my pants." He grabs both your hands and has them cup his face, "God, I've waited so long to hear you say those words." He pulls your hands away, kissing your knuckles. "You didn't have to go through so much trouble to see if I liked you, you could've just asked me." You shrug, slowly nodding your head,

"You have your ways, I have mine."

"That's not a good case, none of my ways worked!" Mark recalls all the times he had tried to hint toward you that he liked you.

"We should probably head back in, you have someone to apologize to." Mark looks at the bowling alley and then toward the parking lot,

"Or, or, consider this--" He pulls the car keys from his back pocket dangling them in front of your face, "We could take the car and go out to eat somewhere..." His eyes shift over your face, a hopeful glisten in them. "Your choice, since I kind of punched your date." You scoff,

"Kind of? I'm surprised he's not here beating your ass, despite what he said, he's kind of a hot head." Mark's mouth drops,

"Hmm, maybe we should go?" He laughs, grabbing your wrist pulling you toward the car.

"Wait, you have to ask me!" You plant your feet,

"Ask you what?"

"On a date, make it like the movies." You sigh dramatically flipping your hair.

"Okay, okay, fine. Y/N, the woman of my dreams, literally, will you do me the honor of going to a late, late dinner with me?" You hold your hand over your heart, grabbing his with the other.

"I'd be honored!"

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[imagineproduce101]

Picture Perfect Ch. 2

You’re not particularly into BNM, the new rising kpop group, but your best friend has fallen head-over-heels for their adorable maknae, Lee Daehwi. Your days in college are filled with working on your photography portfolio in hopes that a magazine will hire you, while your best friend’s is filled with stalking keeping up with BNM. However, when one day, your best friend decides to attend a fansign with your best camera, your entire world changes.

A multichaptered fic ft. Park Woojin, the trainees of Brand New Music, Yoo Seonho and the pd101 boys. In this story, your best friend’s name is Lee Seonmi; you two have been friends since high school, and you attend university in Seoul and room together.

Chapter One

Chapter Two: Loyalty

ft. Bae Jinyoung as your classmate in university!

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Preview:

“Seonmi!” You yelled loudly, racing up to her. She looked up, makeup smeared and cheeks stained with tears. As soon as you pulled her into a hug, she burst into tears again, resting her face on your shoulder.

“T-they kicked me out!” Seonmi wailed loudly, “I didn’t do anything wrong! I was just standing there!”

You pulled Seonmi away from you, gripping her by the shoulders. Fumbling, you pulled a napkin out from your pocket and wiped the makeup away, mouth set firmly.

“Yah, I’m not letting them get away with this,” you snapped, setting off in the direction of the music store. “You didn’t meet them right? Because you got kicked out?”

“(Y/N), no, it’s okay,” Seonmi tugged on your hand, trying to stop you, “I’ll just get into the next fansign.”

“And waste even more money?” You shook your head defiantly, “Hell to the no.” No one-- no one-- was allowed to treat your best friend like that.

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As you quickly wrote down your contact and identification information for the manager (and apologized for causing a scene), you had the sensation like someone was staring you. The manager punched your information into his phone, giving you time to glance up.

Your glance was met with an intense stare, coming from the dark eyes framed by the burgundy fringe of Park Woojin.

“Thank you so, so much,” Seonmi gushed, clutching your baby, your most prized possession in one hand. In honor of her special day meeting the boys of BNM, you had lent her your nice DSLR camera and taught her the basics. In the other hand, she held the ticket to the BNM fansign that she would be attending later that day. “I’ll get a lot of cute pictures for you!”

You just sighed and checked the subway stop to see when you’d be getting off. You didn’t really trust Seonmi to go to something like this by herself, so you were going with her, and would wait in a café near the music shop of the fansign. One of your friends from university, Bae Jinyoung, worked there, so you figured you would drop by and say hello.

“(Y/N), I can’t believe this is finally happening,” Seonmi wrapped her perfectly manicured nails around the pole as the train speeded up, and you braced yourself so that you wouldn’t fall over as well. “I’m meeting the love of my life, Lee Daehwi.”

“I can’t believe this is happening either,” you nodded, “Honestly, I’m glad that you got into the fansign—you deserved it out of all their fans. I know how many albums you’ve bought just for this moment.” Seonmi gasped playfully, whipping out her cell phone.

“(Y/F/N) (Y/N), did you really just admit that I deserve to meet BNM?” Seonmi giggled, “Are you saying that maybe, I’m not crazy for loving them?” She quickly checked her own reflection in the cell phone screen, smoothing down her wavy cherry red hair.

“Oh no, you’re definitely crazy,” you replied as you two got off the train. You began pushing your way through the lunchtime crowd that was entering the subway from the Gangnam station. You felt your body being shoved and elbowed, and stayed close to Seonmi so that you two wouldn’t be separated.

Once you finally got out into the open air on the bustling street, you scanned the street for the café that Jinyoung worked at, while Seonmi hunted for the music store.

“What time does this thing start, anyways?” You asked your best friend curiously. It was 11 in the morning, and while you were happy to indulge your best friend, you also wanted to know what time it would all be over.

“At 12,” Seonmi responded, “I didn’t want to get there too early, because my friend told me that the girls who get there super early are, like, super obsessive and creepy, so I’d rather just get there later.”

“Super obsessive and creepy, like you?” You teased your best friend, who groaned and shoved you. Snickering, you darted out of her way. “I’m just joking. Anyways, here’s the café, will you be okay getting to the music shop?”

Seonmi rolled her eyes. “Yes, Mom, I’ll be fine,” she pointed up the road, “and it’s right there. I’ll text you when it’s about to end, okay?”

“Gotchu,” you sent Seonmi finger guns as you stepped inside the café, “see you on the other side of the living, nerd!”

“Bye Mother!” Seonmi called after you, before setting off down the street.

Instantly, the aroma of sweet milk and bitter coffee washed over your senses.

“(Y/N)!” The cashier greeted you with a wave.

“Hey, Jinyoung-ah!” You waved back, taking your wallet out from the canvas bag you’d slung over your shoulder, “Not too busy today?”

“Ah, not really,” Jinyoung shook his head, “It’s actually kind of surprising, normally when there’s an event at the music shop, there’s a ton of girls waiting for whatever group here.”

“Do they ever end up coming?” You asked curiously, thinking that maybe you’d relay the information to Seonmi.

“Occasionally,” Jinyoung smiled sheepishly, “I’ve served EXO before.”

“What? EXO?” You nodded, impressed, “look at our Jinyoungie, making connections in life.”

“Dude, are you actually gonna order anything, or are you just gonna flirt with Jinyoung the entire day?” Yoon Jisung, the barista who worked with Jinyoung, chimed in, wiggling his eyebrows at you. You rolled your eyes and turned back to Jinyoung.

“I guess I’ll just have a regular coffee with room for cream,” you sighed, as Jisung chuckled and slunk off to make your drink.

“Sorry about that,” Jinyoung chuckled at your irritated expression, “he can get a little, uh… out of hand at times.”

“I’ve noticed,” you laughed. Jisung was the TA in the Art History class that Jinyoung and you had met in, and you’d never met a more enthusiastic, albeit strange, person in your life. “How much?”

“No worries, it’s on me,” Jinyoung flashed you his signature small smile, “take it as a thanks from me for saving me from that last quiz.”

“Thanks, Jinyoungie!” You chirped, going to collect your coffee from Jisung.

“Not dating, my ass,” the comical barista winked at you as he slid the coffee mug across the counter.

“Oppa, one day you’re gonna get punched for your antics,” you commented dryly, adding cream and sugar to your drink, “and I’ll just be standing there. Laughing.”

Once you were done chatting with Jisung, you found a table near the large windows that let in ample natural light and set your bag down. Once you were settled in, you pulled out your latest book about color theory in photography. While it might seem stupid or boring to some people, you knew that the only way to make photography into an actual career was to learn everything you could about technique and the art form.

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new text from: seonmimi!

hey girl, the fansign is taking longer than usual? the fans are being really rowdy and so they spent a while trying to get ppl to chill before the boys came out

anyways idk what time its gnna end now??

so ill try n text u updates but ppl are fucking crazy I did NOT expect this

I can barely move this is so disorganized ugh

The things I do for daehwi

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You wrinkled your nose, looking down at your phone. Hopefully Seonmi was alright; you’d heard so many stories about poor girls getting trampled by stampedes of crazy fangirls.

“You good?” A shadow was cast over your seat, making you look up. Jinyoung stood there, a small plate with a pastry in one hand. “Mind if I sit? I’m on my break.”

“No, no, it’s fine,” you gestured to the empty seat across from you, “I’m just stressed about Seonmi, she sent me a text that things are getting crazy over there.” You jabbed your thumb in the general direction of the music store.

Jinyoung frowned. “Yikes.”

“Yeah,” you swirled the dregs of coffee around in your mug, long cold. It was 2:30 in the afternoon, meaning that the actual fansign was coming to an end, but Seonmi had mentioned maybe trying to stick around afterwards to use your camera in order to get good pictures of the members. “I dunno, I just can’t help but feel like something bad is going to happen?”

“Understandable,” Jinyoung shrugged, “I don’t think it’s worth stressing over, though. Just keep an eye on your phone. You know Seonmi wouldn’t want you stressing like this.”

Just as Jinyoung finished reassuring you, the door to the café was yanked open, and a large group of girls came in, all chattering loudly.

“Yah, did you see my Donghyun?” One of the girls sighed, clutching her chest dramatically.

“Youngmin was so handsome!” Another squealed, waving her hands about.

“But did you see Dark Horse masternim?” The first girl asked her friends, eyes widening.

“I know! I can’t believe her and that other girl fought!” A third girl chimed in, shaking her head, “all that screaming just for a good spot for pictures.”

“And right before they would have greeted the boys,” their second friend tsked under her breath, “I feel really bad for the girl that got caught up in the middle of it, though, the one with the red hair? Dark Horse masternim shoved her, I think, cuz I saw from where I was sitting. But the managers kicked the red hair girl out anyways, even though she wasn’t involved in the fight at all.”

Jinyoung and you traded worried expressions.

“I know! And she wouldn’t stop crying, and the manager just told her to stop acting! Man, that was actually messed up.”

“Jinyoung, watch my things,” you said quietly, getting up quickly from your seat. No one—no one—was allowed to treat your best friend like that. “Excuse me,” you greeted the first girl, bowing, “he girl you were just talking about, with the red hair?”

“Yes?” She replied, obviously looking a bit confused.

“Sorry, was she about this tall?” You motioned with your hand, “Uh, I think she was wearing a black sweater and ripped jeans?”

“Yeah, that was her!” The girls all nodded in agreement. Cursing under your breath, you dashed out of the café, yelling a thanks to the girls back in the café. There was no way that was a coincidence.

Sure enough, about a block up, you caught sight of Seonmi’s firetruck red hair, head hanging down as she trudged slowly down the sidewalk.

“Seonmi!” You yelled loudly, racing up to her. She looked up, makeup smeared and cheeks stained with tears. As soon as you pulled her into a hug, she burst into tears again, resting her face on your shoulder.

“T-they kicked me out!” Seonmi wailed loudly, “I didn’t do anything wrong! I was just standing there!”

You pulled Seonmi away from you, gripping her by the shoulders. Fumbling, you pulled a napkin out from your pocket and wiped the makeup away, mouth set firmly.

“Yah, I’m not letting them get away with this,” you snapped, setting off in the direction of the music store. “You didn’t meet them right? Because you got kicked out?”

“(Y/N), no, it’s okay,” Seonmi tugged on your hand, trying to stop you, “I’ll just get into the next fansign.”

“And waste even more money?” You shook your head defiantly, “Hell to the no. Let me see your entrance ticket. Did you sign anything else to get in?” Seonmi handed you the slip of paper and shook her head no. As you stalked down the street, Seonmi in tow, you scanned over the ticket.

“The manager who kicked you out, what did he look like?” You asked as you neared the music shop.

“H-he was taller than me, white t-shirt, I think a leather jacket?” Seonmi sniffled, dabbing her eyes with the tissue. “But the fansign ended already, I was just waiting to see if maybe I could explain myself, but the manager cursed at me.”

“He did WHAT?”

“Fuck, I really shouldn’t have said anything,” Seonmi groaned, “Please, (Y/N), it’s not worth it, I don’t want you to get in trouble on my behalf.”

“The only person who should get in trouble is the manager, not you,” you said firmly, knocking on the music shop’s door. “I’m dealing with this.”

“Excuse me miss, the event is over,” the shop owner answered the door, obviously tired of girls trying to get in.

“I don’t care,” you snapped, holding up the ticket, “let me speak to one of BNM’s managers now. I don’t give a shit about seeing the idols, I just need to talk to a manager.”

“Ma’am, I really can’t let you—“

“Move.”

Shoving yourself past the shop owner, you marched into the shop towards the back room where there was still some commotion. You vaguely registered Seonmi sheepishly apologizing to the store manager. As you entered the room where the fansign had presumably been held, you scanned the people for the manager that Seonmi had described.

On one side of the room, four boys sat at a table, chatting and looking at their phones. Two guys chilled near them, standing up when they saw you. On the other side of the room stood the makeup and clothing people, holding large makeup and outfit bags. As soon as you entered the room, they all jolted, looking at you and Seonmi in shock.

“Yah, you, you’re back?”

You felt Seonmi jump behind you, clutching your sleeve, and you whirled around. A tall man with black hair, a white tshirt and a leather jacket met your gaze.

“Yah,” you approached him, “what’s your problem, man?”

“Excuse me?” The manager got in your face, clearly already pissed at the disrespectful tone that you took.

“Seonmi-ah, film this so that I can expose this shitty company and the rats that work for it,” you commented, handing your cell phone to Seonmi.

“No, you can’t film this,” the manager blustered, crossing his arms. The other two managers came up as well, obviously worried.

“Well, asshole, actually, I can,” you started, “And guess you can do? Apologize to my friend, shithead, for kicking her out of the fansign unjustly. She had nothing to do with the fight, but you kicked her out anyways without any proof, before she was able to greet BNM. Seonmi-ah bought a ton of albums, and has stayed up late voting for that stupid group on so many music shows, and you can mark my words you had better let her talk to them for a quick minute, or you’ll be met with a breaking headline: Menacing Manager Verbally Abuses Innocent Fan; Drives Young Girl to Tears. Wouldn’t that be nice?”

“Who the hell do you think you are, anyways?” The manager shouted, “she was in a physical altercation with another person, obviously we’re going to escort her out.”

“I’m sorry, do you have CCTV to prove that?” You retorted, arching an eyebrow, “Because not only do you not, I also have multiple eyewitness testimonies that prove otherwise. In addition, this ticket,” you shoved Seonmi’s ticket in his face, “is the only legally binding contract pertaining to the event, and nowhere does it say that engaging in a physical altercation can result in ejection from the venue, nor did you explicitly reserve the right to do so. Therefore,” you mimicked his pose, crossing your arms as well, meeting his angry glare, “give her a chance to talk to them.”

“You…” the manager’s face turned progressively red and he stepped forward, looming over you.

“Sejun, take a walk,” the second manager said stiffly as he approached you all, placing a stern hand on the first manager—Sejun’s—shoulder. Sejun sent the second manager a dirty look and stalked off. The second manager turned to you with a kind smile, clearly attempting some damage control.“Now, Ms…?”

“Ms. (Y/G/N) (Y/N).” You responded stiffly.

“Right. Ms. (Y/G/N), I’m sorry for the misunderstanding. Sejun is a new manager assigned to our team from the higher-ups, and it appears that he is not a good fit for us,” he explained calmly, “I would be happy to offer you and your friend a chance to talk to the boys, along with complimentary tickets to our next concert here in Seoul, if we could negotiate you deleting that video file.”

Seonmi turned to me with a huge smile that she was obviously trying to contain.

“Go,” you whispered quietly to her, figuring that you would settle out the information with the much nicer manager while she had her time talking to the group.

As you quickly wrote down your contact and identification information for the manager (and apologized for causing a scene), you had the sensation like someone was staring you. The manager punched your information into his phone, giving you time to glance up.

Your glance was met with an intense stare, coming from the dark eyes framed by the burgundy fringe of Park Woojin.

Chapter 3

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[quwandathornton]

GOOGLE TRANSLATE (ambw)

Y/N = you’re name, so you insert you’re name.

This story’s main girl is a plus sized beauty, because we’re human and want love to. :)

This is a ONE SHOT With Jeon Jeongguk from BTS.

Featuring - Hoseok, Taehyung and Namjoon as cameos. (Cameos as in, will only be there for a short time.)

1.

Jungkook watched as the woman he see's every  day, every  lunch hour during school, walk by with her earbuds in both ears, shoulder slouched with a depressing look on her face. She doesn't attend the high school he does. She was most definitely older than him. Yet he can't keep his eyes off of her.

She enticed him.

Her hair, face, skin, height, and her body...Her, She was different.

She wasn't south Korean, or even Asian in that matter, she was a Foreigner.

Her skin, Dark chocolate, she was...chubby, no not the, I'm Beyonce in Korea fat.

But the, I'm....well; overweight.

Did he care? Nope.

He shifts slightly, leaning against his car, staring as she grew further from him; her strides are quick, but not confident. She seemed as if she was in a hurry to some place. he tilted his head with a small smile reaching his lips.

He knew she was depressed. He had his moments to, which is why he wants to get to know her.

The few days he had carefully observed her every move; his friend Taehyung; Nickname V, grew worrisome of the younger's obsessive observing.

Jungkook without knowing had began to drool.

"tch, are you going to go up to her and say hi one day? or just keep staring at her everyday of you're life like some creeper?" Taehyung interjected. He turns to V,and laughed.

"I.." Jungkook Nervously bites his lip staring at the direction the girl walked off to, he slowly looks away and down at the ground. Feeling a bit down that she was now no where in sight.

"I'm not sure I can go up to her, hyung. She's....Differnet?" His self-confidence slowly crashing to a abrupt stop, V Raises his eyebrow at him.

"Are you serious? She's just a girl. Not some celebrity hottie." He places a hand on Jungkook's shoulder, and shakes some sense into the younger.

"Oh Yeah, And don't let her being a Foreigner change you're mind, she's still a girl."

"No. Hyung...She's a Woman.. A full...Fledged woman..." Jungkook corrected, She was far from a girl...her body says it all.

Taehyung rolled his eyes, as two girls walk past Jungkook and him, giggling and whispering about how handsome they looked today.

"Man you're sprung." Muttered V.

(Next day)

This was the day.

That Jungkook will finally go over to his crush as she walks by, at 2:30pm, with her earbuds in..like always...but this time, he will speak to her.

Jungkook clutches his fists and inhales sharply. The mere thought of going up to her, made his heart rattle in nervousness. He felt his stomach develop butterflies out of nervousness.

"No worries Jungkook, I will say Hi. Just say Hello, I am Jungkook. I'm a High Schooler, Senior. I will graduate soon and I think you are cute." He says giving himself a pep talk. "And when she says Hi back, Then-...I'll ask her-" He paused. Racking his brain for an answer.

He slowly un-clentches his fists, and his fingers twitch nervously.

"I will say.....uh- I find you're body hot-....wait no! oh fuck me, REALLY? " He bites his bottom lip nervously, and racks his hands in his hair aggressively, messing it up he groans out of frustration.

Teenage Korean girls who were walking past him squealed and giggled at how his hair now resembled "I just had sex" hair.

A randomly girl shots out before running off , and giggling like some maniac.

"Oppa sexy *o*! kuehuehuehue!"

of course Jungkook ignored it, and kept on wracking his brain for answers.

"Ugh! what do I say! Other than creeper...compliments." He growls.

"Where are you from? what is you're sign? Blood type? Age? Name?? For fuck sakes Jeon." The voice telling him this was non other than his other close pal J-hope.

He quickly turns around to see V with a lollipop in his mouth, and J-hope, another friend of Jungkook, with a arm around some random girl. The voice telling him this was non other than J-hope.

She looked rather wonderful, unlike most of the girls at the school, trying to be something they shouldn't at their age, of 15.

Shuddering at the thought of a 15 year old girl resembling a stripper hitting on him.

Her name was Yubin, She was not 14, but 16 in that matter and dressed more better than most of the 14 year old girls in this high school. Her clothes actual hung onto her body.

"Just ask her where she is normally from? after saying hi!?" Jungkook's voice reached an octave causing V to flinch in annoyance....The win and loose of being a singer.

Jungkook sulks.

" Uh. Yea?? Why not? Isn't that a normal thing to ask in the first place? Meeting someone new?" V said playing with the lollipop with his tongue in his mouth, and stares blankly at the younger male. Jungkook turns his attention to Hoseok in hopes for advice.

"Well, V is right Kookie. Just ask her, Hi, what's your name? are you from around here? if she tells you, then ask her, would like to go out for some coffee? It's simple, you don't need to go all out to impress a lady. Especially if she digs you." J-Hope shrugs.

"Basically be one of the Korean boy's most foreigner girls will go for, the flower boy in Korean Dramas like boys over flowers! She would love you. " V chirped, and J-hope de-tested giving him the what the fuck look.

"....V....Just-....NO." J-hope denied.

Jungkook stares at Taehyung in disbelief.

"...let me guess...I'm a Idiot.."? V looked un-phased.

"You're an.............Einstein!!" Jungkook runs off, passing his car and jumping happily towards the side walk, waiting for her to show up. He cheers to himself, before almost falling on his rear-end; picking himself up before anyone notices he stood there like nothing ever happened.

"You've doomed him, V." J-hope said, laughing.

"...let's hope not. Let's go for some Bibimbop, hyung." V shrugged, throwing his lollipop stick in a near by trash bin before walking away with J-hope and his lady friend.

Jungkook on the otherhand, with his phone out he stares at the time, hoping she was in her way soon.

but as soon as he looked up, he see's her pass him right by and he freaks the fuck out. Literally, flipped his shit. The boy bounces back, and puts a hand over his heart. Just the mere sight of her made him jumpy- but not in a horrific way but in a "Oh my god I just saw my crush" way.

He didn't except that to happen, she almost gave him a heart attack with her presence. She was just to close to comfort...not the mention she smelled nice to him. Like vanilla.

He decided to *awkwardly* speed walk next to her.

walking by her side...he froze (while walking) next to her.

He forgot what to say or do, or even how speak. He even forgot  his own name, His freaking age and what his favorite food was..holy shit he has gone completely stupid.

He even forgot to swallow, he was now drooling at the side of his mouth (Yet AGAIN) as he walked by her side, staring at her...her eyes....They we're Daunting.

For a few moment's, she stops, slowly looking towards her side at him; she gasps, placing a hand on her chest, also making him flinch and laugh nervously. Her eyes were wide in shock, and he nervously smiles at her.

"ehehe...u..-uh.." He rubs the back of his neck nervously, "H-Hello." He waves awkwardly, slowing down his walking pace as she did too, cautiously staring at him.

"Uhm; Hi..." She said back, staring into his eyes.

"Do..you like name?" Jungkook said in English, and the girl tilts her head to the side confused.

..... 'goodjob jungkook you idiot' he mentally smacks himself.

'what did I just ask her?'

Jungkook nervously pressed his lips together, trying hard not to burst out in a fit of agitated shouting and scaring her off.

Then he heard a small giggle.

He some how gained his confidence (From the cute action she made) and tried to correct himself.

"I mean! Do you-......" He pauses to think carefully of what he was saying.

"You have name?" He ask's quickly before he makes a fool of himself again.

"Oh okay, I'm Y/n" His heart flutters, her voice...so smooth, gentle almost..she sounded really shy. He loved that about her already.

"I am Jeon Jungkook" He points to his upper chest proudly smiling. She stopped walking, and he does to, he see's she isn't smiling anymore and seemed more cautious. She shifted back and forth on her feet as she stares at him.

He clears his throat nervously, and looks everywhere but at her as he nervously presses his lips together.

"Well hello, Jungkook-ssi.." She said awkwardly, and they stood there for a minute, in awkward silence before he spoken up.

"would you! ...coffee...me? Coffee.." He walks closer to her, and began to stutter. "I like C-Coffee....you? to? Let's Coppee.." She raises an eyebrow.

'act like a flower boy. Chill out Jungkook.'

"uhm.." she shivers, backing away; he was to close. He sense that she felt uncomfortable and apologizes and turns to walk away mentally kicking himself in the ass.

'ah man...'

But she stopped him.

"W-WAIT" She shouted. He quickly turned on his feet, and back to her; his face full of defeat.

"yes..?"

"Where should we have this .."Coffee" ?" She asked politely, with a small awkward smile.

He straightens up his body from the slouched position and smiles beaming-ly at her.

*At a small Coffee/Pastry Cafe somewhere in South Korea, I won't be to Descriptive it's only a story!*

Jungkook sat across the small table from his stranger crush, He stares at her as he watches her nervously sip at her chocolate frappe she had eagerly begged him not to buy and that she could get it herself but he refused whole heartedly.

She places t down gently, looking up at him quickly before looking away and nervously shakes her leg, and fondles with her fingers. Looking down at her lap.

'Break the ice Jungkook!'

"Uh..." He starts off, and she jumps slightly, shocked at how deep his voice got. His eyes widen and he nervously laughs and whispers.

"I'm sorry." Jungkook's looks down at his hands, before he did, he saw her nod, uncertain as to why he said sorry to her, he was at least happy she knew what that meant in korean.

'smooth jungkook' She looks at him with furrowed eyebrows, sipping her frappe. He looks away nervously, yet again pressing his lips together. Staring everywhere but at her.

*5 minutes passed*

The girl is looking outside the cafe window, and saw school girls and boys walking around during their lunch break; Jungkook then asks in broken English.

"Where...From?" He slowly says, and she smiles. His voice coming out smoother than usual.

"America"Her voice sounded more interested now.  He nods acknowledging her, and smiles.

"American girl, Daebak" He gives her a thumbs up and smiles nervously at her and she laughs with a huge smile on her face. Is she blushing..? He felt his heart begin to pound out of his chest. He smiled brighter this time, but still nervous; he played with his hands underneath the table.

'she blushed! Yes!'

"Blood type?" He asks tilting his head and she tilts her head as well with a thoughtful look.

"You know what (Laughs)?  I actually have no clue. Because In America we usually don't ask people their blood type, but we ask for their zodiac sign you know?, So I don't know my blood type by heart or memory. I'm sorry~" She says quickly, with a shake of her head. He tilts his head to the side and raises an eye brow obviously confused.

Jungkook looked like a deer caught in headlights.

"what was that.." He asked nervously.

"I- Don't know my blood type." She says slowly, this time.

"I..." He felt like he was going to go crazy..."I sorry, Bad English."

She nods, and looks down at her lap again, with a soft frown on her face. He sighs, and he felt his school's uniform pocket vibrate, he pulls out his phone and see's a text from Taehyung.

"I see you, in the cafe with you're future wife. Will you take her home and show her to daddy and mommy? kekeke"

Jungkook's face turns red and he looks outside the cafe's window to see, Taehyung, Hoseok and another friend of his, Namjoon outside being creepers and watching them at a bench, with front row seats..

"Hey Jungkook?...uhm...I think...I should-" He hear's her speak.. "I should be leaving now." His heart began to race as he saw her stand up slowly, and he quickly says .."N-no! wait.." He sounded so desperate, He stands up grabbing her hand gently.

The girl, looks down at his hand, eye's wide. Then looks at his face, and eyes taking in his full features. He was handsome- which all the more reason why to leave; she can't handle the closeness. Also the language barrier is to much for her heart.

She wasn't use to boy's acting the way he is, Like he actually; liked her. As in a CRUSH? So she wasn't sure how to act or Speak at that moment but stare at him, feeling weird. She was use to boys playing with her emotions; acting like they liked her for humorous reasons at school.

"Hold." He says quickly, He looks down at the annoying text, closing it, and opening up; his apps folder in his phone. and mentally praises himself for downloading Google translate on his phone the night before.

He quickly types in the first box in Korean and translate it into English.

(At this part, the Translation will be reverse. So when he types to her, it's in English, and she types in Korean"

"I'm sorry, my English is so horrible." He slowly hands his phone to her, and she cautiously looks at him and takes it. She looks down at it, and sees the innocent text and smiles with a small laugh; she deletes the first one and writes in her two cents.

"No, It's OK! I understand. My Korean is horrible As well." She hands it back to him, he looks down and laughs too with a confident nod; he types in the box once again.

"I asked you to the coffee shop, because I thought you look rather beautiful." He then gently hands her his phone with a confident smile on his lips. She grabs the phone and stares at it, her eyes widen and he could of swore he saw a smile pull on the edge of her lips.

She looks back down at the boy who sitting in his seat, with a hopeful smile on his lips. She erases his text and typed in her response.

"You're rather handsome you're self, Jungkook." She hands the phone back and giggles to show she is pleased. He smiles widely, reading the text and tried his hardest not to fanboy in front of her.

He "Professionally" keeps his composer and grins.

'...okay, Jungkook...now...just as if she has a boyfriend. That's EASY...Right?' He felt a sweat break out from his forehead.

He types his text as quickly as he could, afraid that something or someone might just ruin this epic moment of confession at any second. \

He types in:

"Someone as gorgeous as you, i'm pretty sure you have a boyfriend, no?" He hands the phone over, and she stares at it, then back up at him, then at the text, then him. She looked shocked.

'did I offend her..?' he blinks at her, She looks back down at the phone and began to reply.

"I do not have a boyfriend. Never had one, or at least a serious one I guess...Boys never really looked at me seriously since I was the tom boy type; let alone being overweight. American guys don't like that type of lady..or not all American guys that I knew...just the guys I hung around with..By FORCE because- school sucks. " Jungkook stares at the message and shook his head in understanding.

'how can guys be so shallow; But i guess it's all about the eye of the beholder. and my eyes love what they see.' He quickly wrote and reply and hands it back to her, she slowly moves back to her seat and sits down while reading it and sipping her frappe.

"Wow, Picky Picky little boys. Heh, I think you need a real man in you're life gorgeous." Her mouth dropped and she stares at the handsome boy, no scratch that. "Man" Across the table.

Why is he making her feel like a little girl again.

Ever since her crush had crushed her heart, she had felt as if she wasn't the most "Beautiful girl" in the world anymore, Those four words her crush had muttered that day and done enough damage to kill a Mountain Lion with just meer words.

*Flashback*

'ew, She's Fucking ugly'

The day her crush ruined her and her confidence.

*Flashback*

...

But now...This, "man" across the table is the exact opposite of that douche bag of a so called crush she had, he was confessing himself to her, and going all out with it. How is she to take this..she never got to experience how to handle a situation as this.

Jungkook started blushing, and being all kinds of adorable in front of HER of all people, the girl with low confidence in herself...She couldn't get why he would like someone like her? She weighed 240 pounds, in American pounds. Wasn't she to fat for him? wasn't she to tall? To dark skinned?

Why would he want someone with low self esteem? No confidence? There is plenty of lovely women with confidence in themselves, carry their heads high on their shoulders.

She didn't even notice she had dropped his phone onto the table , and she was actually in tears.

Jungkook:

1. Worried about his phone and

2. Worried about if he had scared her so much she was crying; began to panic.

"Uh-...Are you-?" he began but stopped when he caught on what was happening.

She abruptly stood up out of embarrassment, now noticing she was crying in front of him. He also stood up, looking confident as ever.

"I have to go!" She quickly said, as she began to speed walk away, but he quickly grabbed her forearm, and spun her around quickly to face him and he looks at her with full on confidence on his face.

"No..wait." He said, his voice now deeper, and serious. She shivers and yanks her arm away.

"....What?" She asked, looking away, wiping away her tears.

"I-" He clenches his teeth and goes back for his phone and quickly types in his message.

"If you could just give me this one chance to change the way you view love, life, the world. I promise you, I will not let you down. I'm not good at confessing my love..but..for you..I will go all of the way! Please...Will you be my girlfriend?"

The girl looks up at the strange boy, and scoffs. He bites his lip and furrows his eyebrows. She scoffed only to laugh, and the laugh turned into a light giggle and smiles all around as she quickly shook her head yes.

Jungkook stood there for a second, letting that all sink in.

She said "yes".

'The cute  girl said yes.'

He thought to himself '

SHE SAID YES!'

The boy was jumping up and down with excitement and glee as people in the cafe stared at the boy weirdly, He Picked her up with amazing strength within him he twirls her around happily, surprising the heavy set cutie, She laughed with glee.

"Jungkook! let me down" She giggles, and he rejected cutely, enjoying the moment while he could.

And at that moment, Jungkook knew, he had to thank the heaven's that google translate existed.

Namjoon, J-Hope and Taehyung also celebrated with manly hugs outside the Cafe.

The END

Jimin: ............ HEY why do you always pick on me Namjoon! *pouts*

Namjoon: This is what I mean by you got no jams.

Min (Suga) Yoongi: That delay was sadder than the fact you got no swag or jams.

Jimin: *stands up and jumps on Namjoon giving him a wet willie*

Namjoon: Aeeerrrgh!!

Jin: Jimin! Stop this right now *Jin stands up to pull of Jimin*

J-hope: Jimin, bad Dirty water, In Namjoon's Ear! ( Jungkook: oh my gah)

Taehyung: (Farts and scares himself that he starts to cry)

Jungkook: *sighs and walks over to the recording cam corder* Bye everyone, Bangtan out.

*He smiles handsomely before shutting of the camera*

I hope you guys enjoyed this story ^^

If you want more? with different memebers? let me know. Message me! ^D^ bug me!

Please.

I mean it.

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boyfriend!jaemin pt2

@nananavivienne :  hi mgirl!! if you're taking requests, could you do a boyfriend! jaemin one? i fjkbiabh loved your hyuck one uM i felt personally attacked reading that????

thank you for requesting omg and also for liking my hyuck bf!au im rlly touched aHHHH❤💕💖

so i did a bf!jaemin the last time around and i said that i would do a part 2 so here it is! i do suggest reading the first one first so you can get the hang of what i’m babbling about here hehe

and it has been raining since last night, and the weather rn is super comfy i want to sleep ugh 

hi friends 

we are back w a part 2 of bf!jaemin

shall we start

ok let’s go

so

you and jaemin have been together for like, let’s say, 100 days?

and on friday it was the day of your dance recital and 100 days anniversary

so jaemin wanted to surprise u w lots of things

bc you have been there when he was feeling stressed about debuting etc

but his wallet restricts him from doing so

he specially requested to become the emcee of your dance recital

no doubt all of his fangirls were so hyped bc they could see their oppa on stage

but this oppa is alr yours so they felt stumped but nonetheless excited

yo and get ready for lots of mushy and fluffy stuff so:

bare with me friends

so on that day jaemin would introduce himself (duh)

and all his fangirls were screeching

rip jeno was seated beside them

“to celebrate the eve of seollal, we have our school’s dance majors performing this morning!please put your hands together to welcome them!”

and being a ballet major aka me

ya’ll did a ballet/classical version of Secret by WJSN

its rlly short and ngl you had to rush to backstage to change to the street dance outfit

so jaemin spotted you running to backstage to change and 

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“babe!!!!!!” -clingy jaemin

“why are you like this omg”

“happy 100th babe ;-)”

ngl it totally slipped your mind that it was your 100th day anniversary

“omg im so sorry i totally forgot,, happy 100th to you too oppa!”

and you planted a quick peck on his lips and ran off to go and change cause damn jaemin made you late

as soon as you ran off he was bLuShInG

but its ok bc it was one of the rare times you initiated skinship awh

and after the performance emcee jaemin wrapped up with a very special ending ment

“today is y/n and i’s 100th day anniversary, this might come as a shock to all of us but please give y/n lots of love as much as i do”

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pls don’t kill me

then everybody was cheering and stuff

including the teachers

YOU GUYS ARE COUPLE GOALS TBVH

mark lowkey cried

ok and after the whole fiasco you went backstage and everyone were cheering for you and jaemin

and you hid your face in jaemin’s chest blushing so so hard

yo and he made it worse by holding you closer and burying his head next to yours

save me

after school jaemin brought you to eat

bc eating churros on your 100th anniversary why not

and jaemin followed you home after that

you didn’t know why so you pressed him,

“did you do something wrong, oppa?”

“no”

“then why are you following me all the way back home?”

“because i want to let your parents know that we’re dating”

with that you turned the opposite way

“are you crazy?! my parents don’t want me to date till i’m older! what’s more they will force you to break up with me since it might create scandals with your idol life!”

jaemin’s kind looks dissipated and frowned,

“so you don’t want to be my girlfriend anymore? because of my idol status?”

“n-no..”

“is it because of the hate? y/n! i have told you countless times that i will bear the consequences and no matter what we will be in this together!”

you had nothing to say and you let tears stream down your face

“i thought you would trust me, y/n. i guess not.”

with that he walked off into the distance

ngl you broke down immediately on the staircase of your home 

and you didn’t know how to react

jaemin was not having it nice either

he was holding in his emotions all the way back to his dorm

and when he came back mark sensed it immediately

“jaemin-ah! how was-”

*slam*

mark tried knocking on jaemin’s door several times but to no avail

when jaemin heard mark’s footsteps go away he immediately burst into tears

for an hour or so

then the door opened

it was his roommate, jeno

“what happened?”

“nothing”

“is it regarding y/n?”

and jaemin burst into tears again

his best friend patted him on the back and comforted him many times

basically jaemin and you cried yourselves to sleep

the next day nct dream were excused from school for practice

as soon as jaemin stepped on his hoverboard he felt a sharp pain on his spine

and the usually good jaemin fell off his hoverboard a few times

mark was legit concerned so he alerted his manager 

and he went to the hospital

turns out jaemin had a herniated disc 

luckily sm let him rest and get treated in the hospital

tbh the news spread fast and soon everyone in class were gossiping 

you had no idea why as you tried to call jaemin countless times but he didn’t pick up

and your bff was like

“y/n! did you know what happened to jaemin sunbaenim?”

“uhh no, we kinda fought yesterday”

“he had a herniated disc and he’s in the hospital now”

you literally dropped your books and whipped your phone out of your uniform pocket

“nct dream’s jaemin will not be attending any activities due to his herniated disc”

you literally speed dialed chenle who wasn’t in school

“hello-”

“cHENLE! WHERE IS U”

“woah chill y/n, i’m at practice rn”

“where is jaemin oppa?!?!?”

“he’s at the dorm-”

“DON’T YOU DARE LIE TO ME ZHONG CHENLE TELL ME WHICH HOSPITAL HE IS AT RIGHT NOW 现在，立刻，马上！(now, immediately, right now)”

i’m having the chinese feels rn 

“wow okay y/n i didn’t know you could speak chinese-”

“just tell me or i will skin you alive when i see you”

“okay okay chill he’s at dongdaemun hospital.”

“good ok i love you chenle have a nice day bye”

with that you literally rushed out of school to board a taxi to the hospital

and wow it was snowing and it created traffic

ngl you were super anxious 

and super sorry 

when you reached you bolted out of the taxi and into the hospital

“excuse me may i know which is na jaemin ward?”

“i’m sorry miss, i’m not able to disclose our patient’s personal information-”

“i’m his girlfriend, y/n. please tell me where he is. please.”

“ah y/n! please follow me”

and so you followed the nurse to the swanky part of the hospital

like the vip wards

“jaemin-ssi has been asking for you ever since he has been warded, but please be reminded he is not allowed to move okay?”

you thanked the nurse and entered the ward nervously

“oppa?”

jaemin’s eyes flickered open from his slumber and he was shocked

“y-y/n...”

jaemin was seated upright due to his spine

seeing jaemin in the helpless state made you cry

and you broke down immediately

“y/n! why are you crying?did i do something wrong?”

you just walk over to his bedside and burried your head in his hands and cried

“i’m so sorry if i made you doubt yourself oppa, i have been a really bad girlfriend”

jaemin just smiled and shook his head,

“its okay babe, stop crying. i’m fine now you see?”

as you continued crying jaemin dusted the snow off your puffy jacket and slowly help you take it off

when he saw your uniform underneath he gasped,

“babe!why aren’t you in school?”

“i literally rushed here when i heard the news, and i might have scared chenle a little...”

“you threatened him, did you?

“how did you know?”

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“wow ok”

“what did you do?”

“i said that i will skin him alive if he doesn’t tell me where you were...”

jaemin laughed so hard his sides hurt omg

fastforward 2 months later

you wee in the nct dorms to take care of jaemin after school

bc he’s a literal baby that can’t take care of himself

its actually bc he wanted to see you cook

“baaaaabeeeeee”

“hmm”

“i miss you so much”

“i literally left your side a minute ago”

and you began to whip up some simple dishes

like ramen and sausage and egg

idk and curry too

once you were done you called jaemin over to eat or he would starve to death

“i won’t move unless you give me a kiss”

sneaky

you complied bc injured jaemin is super whiny

when your lips were about to touch jaemin flipped you over to his side

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i shall end it here before i faint

i hope you like it my friends

thank you for reading✨♥

have a nice day/night!

#fluffy writes #fluffyposts #nct scenarios #nct fluff #na jaemin #nct dream scenarios #nct dream #nct #thank you for reading!