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purple-ktj · 4 years

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So What

Part 2/3 of the mini celebration for EpiphanyxWinterBear's first anniversary! I dug this post out of my drafts and finally completed it.

This is just an excuse to fangirl and trend their So What moments throughout the Love Yourself Tour all over again. The moment most known to all in the fandom and also widely labeled as fanservice. We saw many heated, flirty, cute moments, that we forget it isn't consistently so at every single performance. Their interactions vary a lot, maybe depending on their mood, the conditions on that day, or if there's family in the crowd.

And before I begin, this post started months ago and I slowly compiled it together while enjoying their So What fancams, it wasn’t done in one shot. Just in case some might get the impression I’m jobless enough to be doing this lol.

Somebody call me right one Somebody call me wrong I’m not gonna care about it Why don’t you as well

25 Aug 2018 Seoul Olympic Stadium D1

For the first few dates, they're playful, innocent, going along with the flow.

26 Aug 2018 Seoul Olympic Stadium D2

05 Sep 2018 LA Staples Center D1

06 Sep 2018 LA Staples Center D2

08 Sep 2018 LA Staples Center D3

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=I5eDKQjrWPU)

This is their first 'solid' So What moment initiated by Jin. Tae is sort of visibly a little stunned at the boldness and the fact that he started this, also not knowing what he's intending to do exactly. And here we already have Yoongi watching them closely. In the video Namjoon is seen behind, jaw a little tensed but letting them be. He just watches them cautiously through the mini monitor and standing close by.

Also, this is the same day Jin sang "You have shown me I have reasons I should love myself" to Tae directly. Tae is caught off guard but he quickly catches up and encourages Jin to sing his verse. This is so sweet. The verses they sing to each other at the randomest/unexpected moments hold a lot of weight in the meaning of the lyrics. (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hLdHDWRpLfM)

09 Sep 2018 LA Staples Center D4

He's checking the monitor, sees Jin coming from behind. Jin's eyes are fixed on him while they dance off rather sexily. (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TMgRwB2W6ZM)

12 Sep 2018 Oakland Oracle Arena

It's Namjoon's birthday, they don't mess around on their Leader's birthday. Namjoon switched on vlive after this concert, to celebrate his birthday with Army. That night we were all blessed with Namjoon, OT7 live, one of the more subtle Taejin moments, and also the 4 o'clock joke made by Jin. Also there was a little moment of intense staring from Tae to Jin in the middle of the chaos.

"Stay here and sing 4 o'clock with Namjoon, then come to my room after that." (I don't remember the exact words said, this is entirely based off memory)

15 Sep 2018 Fort Worth

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aASOM3x-Nu8)

They're goofing around while Namjoon watches over them with his arms crossed and he doesn't move away till he's sure nothing's going to happen because he knows how unpredictable they are.

16 Sep 2018 Fort Worth D2

They do a mildly sexy dance, though nothing much happens. But I’m very amused by Jungkook who brushes past them really close. It's almost as if he’s discreetly making sure nothing happens. Recall BV1 when he tried to block the main camera from disturbing Taejin’s intimate hug? Same vibes.

20 Sep 2018 Hamilton

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WU1lVgQGH2s)

Things start getting a little spicier here. Jimin sees Jin going to Taehyung and he looks back at his best friend with a knowing look. Jin comes closer cautiously to gauge Taehyung’s reaction and the moment he removes his glasses and comes nearer the both of them sexy dance with mild tension. Playful flirting; jerking their hips towards each other and rolling their shoulders, they're so close that they're nearly grinding on stage. A good reminder here that Jin doesn't do these flirtatious/sexy gestures unless it's Tae, I very much like seeing Tae bringing this side out of him. Yoongi behind looks at the monitor and realises what’s about to happen so he just looks a little done and walks away. J-Hope is there checking the monitor and shaking his head. And, what exactly is Tae looking at? Army bomb?

22 Sep 2018 Hamilton D2

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=caSsxs7FMjM)

I am so amused by Yoongi because he's half in disbelief and half done with them. Namjoon’s looking at the huge monitor and his hand gesture tells me he’s also done with them. Their tension is thicker, Tae's flicking his hair and I don’t know why but the way Jin’s got his hair slicked off showing his forehead makes it even sexier. He’s exuding so much confidence when he walks seductively towards Tae and their tension here is incredible. While Tae is naturally sensual most of the time (when he's not being cute), Jin’s body language here is very loud. Seducing, flirting, not paying attention to anything else except Tae while jerking his hips like that. The both of them make a point staring down each other’s bodies as well. At the end it’s Taehyung who poked Jin’s chest to make him look at the camera. Yeah, again, I love it when Tae pulls out this side of Jin because it's so sexy.

I absolutely have to highlight this 'alpha'/dominative behaviour by Jin. Again, something we only got to see thanks to Tae. He's absolutely owning and feeling their moment together.

23 Sep 2018 Hamilton D3

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Md_uGYnQSoo)

A lot happens. This is the first time Taehyung initiates. I’ve seen the HD posts of this but even with this fancam and the overexposed shots, I can still see Taehyung staring at Jin’s lips and they get lost in their own world for a whole of 2 seconds before Taehyung blinks and snaps out of it. Jin has his eyes fixed on Taehyung’s eyes, he knows Taehyung was staring at his lips. What really gets me is the way they're swaying their entire bodies in tune with each other while maintaining eye contact. The. Tension. Is. Crazy.

Notable parts from this moment, Jimin seeing the huge monitor and realizing that his best friend and his hyung is flirting big scale and he can’t help but smile. Jungkook also looks at the huge monitor and he’s also laughing. He dances past the front camera and I have the suspicion he did that on purpose to disrupt the tension because it really was too obvious and a lot to take in.

28 Sep 2018 Newark

After a few days of sexy-ing up, they go for something cute. Arguably one of the cutest with a tiny little bit of tension mixed in moment. Not sexual tension but “your eyes hold the galaxy” sort of tension. The “we can’t kiss so we'll knock our foreheads together” sort of tension. This is the first time Jin comes running to him like a puppy, this moment is pretty much the highlight not just for us, but the both of them.

29 Sep 2018 Newark D2

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ATl-wXRo7ds)

A lot to unpack for this one. First, Yoongi, J-Hope, Jimin and Jungkook wandering around in the back watching the screen. Yoongi looks more wary than usual. This time they don’t stare into each other’s eyes and get lost in their own world but Kim Taehyung did something completely unexpected. He taps Jin’s arm, then taps his own chin then puckers his lips. I don’t know what to think...? What were his intentions? They weren’t making bedroom eyes at each other, there wasn’t much tension, it felt playful, but he asks for a kiss? On stage? Or was he asking Jin to blow a kiss with him? Then why would he pucker his lips in Jin’s face? Jin most definitely saw it and compensates(?) by making a kissy face at the camera with Taehyung after that.

I really would have believed that Taehyung wanted Jin to blow a kiss at the camera with him but his whole body is turned to Jin and he’s only looking at Jin and he even taps his chin as if asking for a kiss on his lips. Trying his luck? What? One of So What’s biggest mysteries for me. Although in hindsight maybe I shouldn't be too surprised considering they have a fair number of moments where they intended to kiss, nearly kissed or was ready to risk it all.

02 Oct 2018 Chicago

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5YnGSs4bYfI)

They toned down a little. Nothing much happened but it’s interesting to notice that as Taejin’s verse starts, the other members instinctively look at the huge monitor. Understandably, because they’re too unpredictable in their interactions which make the others wary sometimes.

03 Oct 2018 Chicago D2

For the first time, they get directly interrupted. I think this is the funniest So What moment in the whole tour. They come at each other fully intending to flirt but Jimin gets cheeky and decides to join in. He passes straight through Taejin who were sexy dancing each other and blocks the camera. Playful or intentional, I can’t tell but it’s still cute regardless.

06 Oct 2018 New York Citifield

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qwIJOZichz8)

Some mild flirting, shoulder rolling, Taehyung fixes his gaze on Jin but that’s about it. But Tae's gaze? Eat!Jin.

09 Oct 2018 London

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U42CefwN80E)

Before Jin even reaches Taehyung, Yoongi is already there waiting and watching what they’re going to do. At first the other members would stand a distance away, look at the monitors and just let them be. The bolder Taejin gets the more they just stand right in their faces so Taejin can’t get lost in their world of tension. So far it's been Yoongi, Jimin, and Namjoon that I wonder at which point the other members decided to intervene to make sure they don't accidentally do something drastic (like kissing)?

10 Oct 2018 London D2

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xt65Yzd80EI)

Another one of their funniest and sexiest moments. I can’t see Jimin’s face but his whole being is going “Really Tae? Really? You’re going to do this to your soulmate?” But Taehyung is only focused on Jin who’s coming and he physically pulls Jimin away from him. The difference in Taehyung’s body language when he’s got Jimin and Jin in front of him is SO obvious. BFF vs BF? He steps right into Jin’s personal space biting his lips and he’s not even looking at his face. He’s so focused on Jin’s lips, chest, moving seductively. Jin’s no different, again, his hair slicked back gives him that edge and extra confidence. He's also staring down Taehyung’s body while jerking his hips. Namjoon is nearby and you can see how done he is with Taejin.

I can't not say this. Their intentions towards each other is crystal clear. He's definitely not looking at the army bomb here.

13 Oct 2018 Amsterdam

One of my personal favorites. Before this he used to give his strong piercing gaze at the front camera while Jin comes running to him. This time he gives this really raw Kim Taehyung expression; ‘just a regular guy in love’ look. “I’m just waiting for my Jinnie to come to me”. And the moment he does, BAM. They flirt like they’re teenagers in front of their crushes checking each other out.

16 Oct 2018 Berlin

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_DBp5ty6i-w)

Told to toned down or they simply didn't feel like going feral at each other? I don't know. The way they switch modes every single time. Playful, intense, or just plain cute.

17 Oct 2018 Berlin D2

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fbOUVIHqnp8)

Whatever it is going on with Taejin’s So What moments got at least 3 other members coming in to join them. Whatever flirting they may or may not have intended that day is thwarted off by killing the tension between them.

19 Oct 2018 Paris

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aWlHou1Un9U)

Blurry but I must say I really like the way Jin is carrying himself here. He’s just confident, not holding back and he exposes his neck to Tae while mildly doing the sexy dance. I wish there was HD, but even without it, the tension is palpable enough. Taehyung’s got his Eat!Jin face on. Besides his shoulders, Tae probably has something for his neck as well, considering the number of times he's held Jin's neck, not just for massages.

20 Oct 2018 Paris D2

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G_akqf3Qgy8)

The soulmate joins them again, and his body language screams “No flirting under my watch”. Taehyung has an arm around his shoulder but he shrugs it off. What stunned me most about this moment is Jin actually tried to push his arm away but he shrugs that off too, that even Tae is dumbfounded. He resolutely goes in between them and sings at the camera as if nothing happens. Which gives me the impression that he might have been told or asked to stop Taejin from flirting and begrudgingly did so. Meanwhile Jin is determined to have his moment alone with Tae, and he's pretty possessive about it.

Additionally, all of the other members are hovering around them and carefully watching the both of them. I suppose if us audience/viewers at home can feel how thick their tension is, it must be even greater on stage itself that they’re determined to cut it off by any means.

They may not have gotten their So What moment this day, but earlier on Jin did sing "because we're forever" to Tae during DNA. Paris, city of love. Remember their back hug in Bring the Soul?

13 Nov 2018 Tokyo Dome

Aggressively hyping each other up. (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5-oJYhw_CyQ)

On the same day we have this lovely moment of Tae dashing across the stage to hug his Jin-hyung. Tae's expression of bliss while holding on to Jin is so precious.

14 Nov 2018 Tokyo Dome D2

Another of their cutest moment but funny to look at when zoomed out because they're got Yoongi, Jimin, Namjoon and even Hobi surrounding them as they butt their heads together. Everyone's joining in the moment.

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2pAm0u8ATf8)

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZjPxnd89oqA)

21 Nov 2018 Osaka Kyocera Dome

Adorable dorks. First they're dancing together, and then they're having a mini staring show down, joined by Jimin later on. Although I did find it interesting that Hobi was hovering around Taejin, watching them on the huge screen right when Jimin came in and headed straight for the camera. Hobi usually doesn't move a muscle to stop them, he watches over them and laughs when they're being cute together, and at most shakes his head. Or signals them to stop by giving a warning look.

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hzkWznF05-U)

23 Nov 2018 Osaka Kyocera Dome D2

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QIBgEiTanJA)

I would like to take a moment to appreciate this more. Jin's expression, his posture, Tae stuck to his side looking at him like that. If Jin just turned his head we would have gotten a magnificent kiss. Honestly, as baby as Jin is, I don't think he's ever displayed this level of 'baby' behaviour anywhere else. He's soaking up the attention, and happily flirting back. Their expressions? Priceless.

Taejin was a whole mood that day, because even backstage they were cuddly and soft with each other. I'm about to cry because of how soft Jin looks while Tae is smug. I would love to know what led to this moment and what happened after that.

24 Nov 2018 Osaka Kyocera Dome D3

No words needed? Okay, maybe just one. Married. They might as well have kissed, I think they'd be let off the hook.

In my head, this part where Tae drags Jin around the stage to bow to the audience together feels a little like "Everyone, look, my boyfriend!" Jin can obviously free himself and run off, but of course he goes along with Tae, clearly loving it despite kicking Tae's butt a couple of times.

08 Dec 2018 Taoyuan

Why haven't they kissed, again?

09 Dec 2018 Taoyuan D2

12 Jan 2019 Nagoya Dome

(https://twitter.com/taejin_castella/status/1084045509491273728?s=20)

A few things here that absolutely killed me, their gazes, Tae tugging on Jin's shirt (what was he trying to do?) and Jin's tippy toes. Because they're nearly the same height and Jin has to tiptoe to touch their foreheads and prevent accidental kisses.

Also the same day this heart melting hug happened. He's nuzzled into Jin's nape though Jin gets a little self conscious. But he's still holding on to Tae's hand on his stomach. This deserves a few angles.

(https://twitter.com/taejin_castella/status/1084057286526480384?s=20)

(https://twitter.com/taejin_castella/status/1084070342316814336?s=20)

(https://twitter.com/taejin_castella/status/1084046607174103042?s=20)

13 Jan 2019 Nagoya Dome D2

I will never get over Tae's shy smile when Jin ran up to him, so pure and raw.

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xRBHVe3hSKE)

(https://twitter.com/taejin_castella/status/1084404017344569344?s=20)

19 Jan 2019 Singapore National Stadium

One of those days they choose to go feral. Also, Tae’s hand on Jin’s waist before they grab each other’s hair.

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZS5-nuPwbks)

16 Feb 2019 Fukuoka Dome

This is what risking it all looks like. Exactly IT. If it weren't for that mic and Jin's neck veins popping out- last split second restraints.

That aside, this is one pretty crazy moment. The intensity of their moods here, if they had actually thrown away their restraints and kissed I don't think it'd end with a simple peck. Also that finger under the chin, a nice little nugget of insight as to how they are in private, probably?

17 Feb 2019 Fukuoka Dome D2

They were at their peak in Japan really.

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BZxQNzXI1uo)

Firstly, Jin's jacket. Second the mic flipping.

Third, Tae can't keep his tongue still. There's just something to be said about the way they maintained thorough eye contact while Tae was teasing with his tongue and Namjoon took the trouble; had to, to make sure it didn't escalate.

20 Mar 2019 Hong Kong

Not sure why they had to make those expressions while pulling on each other's clothes. Right as Namjoon comes running towards them.

And I love fansites for capturing these moments. Palm on the chest.

21 Mar 2019 Hong Kong D2

Namjoon joins them again. Not sure if he's on 'guard duty' while they're in Hong Kong, but we get Kim line together and Kim line is superior.

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Xbo3RYsLVpQ)

23 Mar 2019 Hong Kong D3

One of their mildest So What moments where they don't do anything and just stand next to each other and it's still sweet. Taejin isn't always chaotic and unpredictable, but Namjoon is always there to watch over them. (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JX7-oUtfKhQ)

24 Mar 2019 Hong Kong D4

Namjoon was close by for their So What moments after that one time in Fukuoka where they nearly risked it all. For the next few dates, they've toned it down a fair bit. Warned by staff, probably? (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ib-GA-oF-_c)

06 Apr 2019 Bangkok

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3Dig8Su9BJQ)

07 Apr 2019 Bangkok D2

Bro fist day.

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AZFI-BVHt1Y)

04 May 2019 LA Rose Bowl

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ixU_oJZqNl4)

05 May 2019 LA Rose Bowl D2

For the first time in the history of So What, they did not interact, not even standing side by side. Honestly I'm a little stunned by this. Although this does not mean they did not have any moments at all because believe they had a cute sing along together during Make It Right.

I've read tweets where Taejin did not really interact on the days they had family/management in the audience. Though I'm not sure which days.

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5xSTAPEhsPQ)

11 May 2019 Chicago Soldier Field

Tae gave his hat and sunglasses to Jin. (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=N3BDRMlXTjE)

12 May 2019 Chicago Soldier Field

It was raining, and they were really cold. Jin's ears were red because of it. (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7OQa2rsN19U)

18 May 2019 New Jersey Metlife

Just when I thought I found another no interaction So What moment, I realised Tae's on the floor instead. And they're joined by Jikook.

19 May 2019 New Jersey Metlife D2

Taejin gave each other 'piggybacks' which don't resemble any sort of piggyback I've seen in my life ever, it was a lot to take in. This is the one I can't stomach. It's too... visually overwhelming for me. The way they were behaving was so wild I can't watch out of secondhand embarrassment. Tae had his leg tight around Jin's crotch and despite the pain that definitely caused him, he looks pretty hyper and excited. You can tell they love and trust each other so much Tae did not care if he fell off while... bouncing on Jin's back. (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-rnrF-xsmOw)

25 May 2019 Sao Paulo

Tae got flustered by Jin standing over him like that. And if you can't see clearly, the second photo is Taejin with Kook hugging the both of them. I know there's another similar Vmin moment when Jimin looked at Tae from behind and they were smiling happily together though I'm far too lazy to search for it. Another BFF vs BF type interaction. (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Hwmlcs5RqPY)

26 May 2019 Sao Paulo

Jin does it again, though Tae was already expecting it and he wasn't as surprised as the day before. They share a lovely moment laying down on the floor together. Joined by Yoongi, Namjoon and JK.

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wmVVS42_GWE)

01 Jun 2019 London Wembley

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4fV9zVMPBQc)

02 Jun 2019 London Wembley D2

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=I4JynTyBqGg)

07 Jun 2019 Paris D1

One of their cutest moments, Jin resting on Tae's head.

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1vm3BL5Dgk8)

08 Jun 2019 Paris D2

Another one of their cutest moments. Jin could have ran earlier if he really wanted to, but he stayed and played along with Tae and let him spray water. Most importantly, they're really happy together. Those smiles are priceless.

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xnWp8lyde3o)

06 Jul 2019 Osaka

Can't find fancams! Unfortunate that we don't have this in HD yet, but I think this is my favourite Taejin moment in the whole of So What. I have never gotten over how happy they are together here. And that's Jin's famous 'slush' smile?

07 Jul 2019 Osaka D2

Taejinkook!

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=c1bo8azOY9A)

13 Jul 2019 Shizuoka/14 Jul 2019 Shizuoka D2

Can't find anything from these dates, but this happened. This is also the same day they were filmed backstage and Taejin were sitting together on the couch with Namjoon and Yoongi, and Jin rested his hand pretty high up on Tae's inner thigh but removed it the moment cameras started rolling. We also had Taejin's famous hug-for-no-reason moment on the huge screen but never had any HDs of it.

11 Oct 2019 Riyadh King Fadh

This is their first concert after their vacation ended. During their airport appearance it was the first time Tae was seen without his interlocking bracelet, marking the 2 years of dedication in wearing Jin's gift every single day. The bracelet may be gone, but it doesn't change the fact that Taejin is as close as ever, or even closer than before.

Since they're in Saudi, they couldn't really do anything except have their moment looking at each other with a respectable distance. Readily joined by Namjoon and JK. (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YAK1MzjUJCQ)

Besides their eye contact above, I'd like to add one more significant moment from this concert. Back during HYYH era during their Wings concert, Tae did all sorts of things like confessing his love to Jin, fainting on stage when Jin did his love confession to Army, kissed a ball before handing it over to Jin, getting on one knee to give Jin a rose a.k.a proposed to him. 4 years later, the love confession has reached a full circle and Jin directly gave him the rose without hesitation. It breaks me to see him holding on to the rose and simply looking at it for a few moments.

He's had moments where he picks up or asks the rose for the from Jin to keep under his hat but this is the first time he's been handed the rose personally. Romantic boy much?

26 Oct 2019 Seoul Olympic Stadium

I was there, saw this on the huge screen and had a shock of my life although I did not get to think about it for long because the rest of the concert was still ongoing. So at first glance I naturally thought Tae kissed his cheek for real, also because Jin looked shocked after Tae bumped into him purposely. But alas no, it's only a chin and chest bump? I don't get it either way. But good for them.

(https://twitter.com/taejin_castella/status/1188076291125235712?s=20)

27 Oct 2019 Seoul Olympic Stadium D2

It's going to be a year soon since this moment happened, but I still cannot believe Jin actually did that. Highlight, Tae's voice stretching when Jin lifted his head. Also JK being clueless and adorable. He looked like he's been told that he'll be on 'guard duty' that day so he gotta handle whatever Taejin does on stage and make sure they don't escalate and risk it all again. Little did he know Taejin would be lying down on the floor and he can't really or doesn't really want to do anything about it.

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mzSwlu3a9hY)

29 Oct 2019 Seoul Olympic Stadium D3

Bang PD was in the audience for this one. I believe Tae said "Are you the Kim Seokjin?" And Jin replied something, I don't know if the translations are accurate.

(https://twitter.com/taejinpp/status/1189155088289288192)

Notice how on the final 2/3 days, Jungkook is the one standing with Taejin, though he doesn't really do anything and just lets them be? Especially on the second day where he just looked adorably lost and turned back, his eyes screaming for help from his other hyungs but no one's bothered. It feels like he was told to and reluctantly agreed to make sure they don't escalate or risk it all again.

I still vividly remember the way Taejinnies thought they could expect the long awaited kiss, only to be disappointed. I truly understand how ridiculous that sounds, because a kiss is not gonna happen anytime this decade, whether their CEO and family was in the audience or not. But a tiny part of me thinks, after making this post, Taejinnies aren't exactly at fault for maybe feeling a tiny bit hopeful that Taejin would close off this major chapter in their history with an actual kiss because of how they behaved and built up their moments.

They were most likely given a warning after their Fukuoka moment because they ceased their interactions to just standing beside each other (except for that wild piggyback), and Namjoon is pretty much watching over them. It was only after their vacation that they continued to hype up So What. I received an ask about this, but it'll be posted later on. An anon asked why so intense at this part of the song? Is it because of the lyrics? I believe so, though ironically they do have to care about what others think of them being that intimate. At the very least, they did prove some major points by nearly risking it all and showing us how much they themselves look forward to and are possessive over this moment.

Lastly, the next one will be an asks post so you can send in all you want and I'll post it before 12am tomorrow. Anything after or too complicated for me to answer immediately will be left for next time. There's been a number of really entertaining asks and I'm loving it a lot, thank you for reading and interacting with me 💜

#vjin #taejin #taehyung #seokjin #Kim taehyung #Kim seokjin #so what #epiphanyxwinterbear

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tbtssstuff · 4 years

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BTS reacting to seeing you at work

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AN: I actually day dream about them being at my work all the time (I work at a small cafe so just imaging them sitting there gracing me with their presence, makes my day better) Also this was one of my first requests!

Masterlist

-TJ/ TacoAdmin

Seokjin

You always told him he couldn’t come see you at work

Knowing him he would embarrass the hell out of you

Lovingly of course

But the man never listens

So when the receptionist told you that you had a visiter you already knew who it was

Jin was standing in the lobby

“Hi Jagi!” He shouted and held up a bag of food in his hand

“Your husband is so sweet to bring you lunch and he’s so handsome too.” The receptionist gushed as Jin came over and kisses your cheek

Well duh of course he was

The handsome part not your husband

Not yet anyway

As you dragged him back to your office he couldn’t stop the grin spreading across his face

You never could resist him when he showed up with food

Namjoon

Namjoon loves watching you work

Seeing you so focused and serious was inspiring to him

Always wrote his best lyrics sitting with you in your home office

You felt relaxed in his presence which made it easier for you to write your next book

But you knew it wouldn’t be long before Namjoon would start goofing off

And that’s exactly what he did

He moved his face from behind his notebook to make all sorts of faces at you

Which makes you laugh so much

He’s such a dork

But he was your dork

Yoongi

Someone rented just your section of the restaurant and requested specifically you

And only you

Who has that kind of money?

Who’s that kind of creepy?

You really didn’t want to serve whoever this was

To say you were surprised when you found out was an understatement

All the way in the back

Looking tired, but extremely good looking

Was your boyfriend Yoongi whom you haven’t seen in months due to his tour

“You really had to rent out my entire section to say ‘I’m home?’”

“It was a romantic gesture.”

“No it’s me still having to work.”

You were more than happy to see him though

But he didn’t need to know that right now

Hoseok

All you ever did was complain about the rude and stupid customers at work

How you didn’t kill them was a mystery to Hoseok

So he went to your work to see himself

He was WAY more than surprised

You were a different person

Complete 180

Who were you and what had you done with his girlfriend?

All smiles, laughing, and even a little subtle flirting

That was something to discuss another time

But what surprised him the most (but made him extremely happy) was under your apron

Was a Mang shirt

You weren’t allowed to come out and say you were dating him, but seeing as he was your bias before (and still now) you wore stuff that told the world you belonged to him

“Hey there pretty lady~” he smiled at your surprised face over his shades

Jimin

You only left your kindergarten class long enough to pee

Took not even five minutes

You left them in the capable hands of the teacher next door

So when did your boyfriend get here?

Why was he here?!

But he did look cute with all the children hanging off his arms like he the monkey bars

“Miss L/N! Isn’t this the guy from the music you listen to in class?”

Shit

The smirk on his face only widened

“You play my music in class? Why miss L/N I’m honored.”

He never let you live it down

“Your class is so cute! Can we adopt all of them?”

Taehyung

He usually has stylists for this

Why is he sitting in your chair?

“I trust you way more jagi!”

Little sweet talker

This boy can literally just smile at you and you agreed to anything

Which is how you ended up cutting and dying his hair

Blonde and pink combo looks good on him

Always came back whenever he wanted to change his look

Eventually you traveled with him because he refused to let anyone touch his hair

“See aren’t you glad I came and saw you at work?”

Jungkook

This boy will use any excuse to go see you

Mainly cause you work with food and can get him free food

For a fucking billionaire he loves free things

The first time he came in, all of your coworkers freaked

Broke your eardrums

“Hey jagi! I didn’t know you worked here!”

Bunny smile

Lying little shit as well

Of course he did

“Well since you work here can I get some food on the boyfriend discount?”

Meaning free

You gave it to him

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amairainherlilbubble · 3 years

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Hii,

Today I'll be talking about my favourite topicccccccc that isshh JIMMMMINNN. I'll be talking only about JIMIN here. I seriously have hugeee amount of respect towards him. I don't know him personally and I'll never know him too. But I'm glad I got to know his existence. Aawwww he's such a cutie pie🥺. But that's not the real reason for me to admire him.

Yeshhh!!! He is called cute, pretty, sexy, mochi, etc etc☺️. I don't know howa person can be cute as well as sexy. And he's so handsome😍. He has got ethereal beauty. In addition, I feel he is a perfect example for sincerity + hard work + dedication. He was and is always tough on himself. As he himself said, he doesn't believe in predetermined fate concept. Because he doesn't wait for the fate to create magic for him rather he himself creates his own magic. Just imagine joining a group just 6 months before debut with not knowing much about singing. Think about the challenges he might have faced.

~ completely new people.

~ need to work on your skills.

~ need to work on your dynamics with your bandmates.

~ need to take of your studies.

~ fighting over your insecurities and many more.

It's too much for a teenager to endure. He has successfully overcome everything and has conquered millions of hearts now but it really pricks my heart when I get to know these things about Jimin (I know every successful person have their own shares of struggles in life and I respect it but Jimin holds special place in my heart).

I also remember him telling in a interview, how hard he tried, how he thought he might not able to make it to the group, and his promise to his father of making him proud which he has fulfilled, how he said to his parents that everyday he has to pay a price for making new friends. Those compromises, sacrifices, he made, hardships he endured, everything made him what he is now. He is truly a inspiration for everyone. There's a reason afterall why he is called as rookie's bible, idol's idol.

Despite everything, he always have his cuteeeee and chweeeet smile. Oh my god!!! He's so adorableeee. I just love him. I respect him as a person with such adorable personality. To be honest, he is one of the mature members in BTS. He truly is.

I personally find JIMIN very attractive not just his looks and charms but also his personality(JIMIN effect is no joke). He is not less savage than SUGA to be honest😂. This guy can be sassy sometimes. At the same time, he is too kind hearted. To be honest, my personality is kind of mixture of JIMIN and JUNGKOOK and I'm a Virgo, so I can relate to them in more personal level.

Caring JIMIN SSHII

If you ask me why jimin is your bias, then my answer would be this "BECAUSE HE IS AN ANGEL" Or should I just say he is a rare specie? As I said earlier, I have similar personality and sometimes I can really relate to his words and actions. Coming back to the original point, yes!! he's an angel 😇 and I can give you a day lecture if you deny it😂. He is so beautiful inside out.

Jimin not only consoles/comforts people but he knows exactly how to console/comfort them. And that is the reason why he stands out the most for me. Different people find comfort in different things. For example, some might get comfort by hugs, back hugs and some just by sweet words and some just by someone's presence. And again some people like me find comfort in ourselves. We don't want anyone around us. We just want to cry and vent out our emotions and come back with a huge smile. And this guy knows this. So he treats everyone (not literally everyone only his near and dear ones) the way they want to be treated. Hahaha not everytime. Sometime he treats the way he wants to treat people which is pretty common considering the fact that he's a human being too.

If you observe he knows how to deal with and every member. For example,

During BV4, Jimin and Suga had to climb to the top of the mountain, and we all know how interested Suga is in activities like this (though enjoys afterwards), Jimin knows it so he said Suga to wait and he just ran to check whether the mountain is too steep or not. He literally went by running. He also got the snow to finish their mission successfully. He was so considerate.

During one of the run episodes, he even offered Jin for a piggyback ride in a uphill road😳. It was so sweet gesture from him. (Later jin also offered piggyback ride to jimin which was sweet too)

Again during one of the run episodes, when Jungkook was sad for not getting playing top of his choice, Jimin readily offered his and took rock bison instead. (One of the legendary episodes after lachimolala, where rock bison became famous😂.)

Well I'll just stop here because list just goes on....like an echo in the forest.......like an arrow in the blue sky..... sorry I just went to life goes on😅😅 and I can only remember English lyrics. I'm definitely not saying he's like a fairy from wonderland who won't refuse anything and sacrifice every single thing for the sake of others which is literally impossible for anyone. But he does it mosssssssst of the times which makes him so special, which makes people say "everyone wants a JIMIN in their life". He is one of the members who can goof around with every members.

Misconceptions about the charming boy

1. He's a natural flirt.... oh my my seriously peeps? He's a flirt?

See I understand flirting isn't a bad word if it is used in a right context. I'm not completely denying the fact he flirts but not to the extent people hypes it. And yes, he don't flirt with every random people on earth. Like common people, there's a difference between being friendly and being flirty and also being awkward. I think many people often mixes these things. To be honest, sometimes, I feel lot of others try flirting with him. And yes, just because he's Libra you can not just label his extroverted behavior as flirty behavior.

And he's not completely extrovert he's kind of extrovertly introvert.

2. He is a king of fan service??????

Like I kind of understand fan service is like vital part of KPOP. But I believe, that would be only till some extent and done by all the members accordingly. Once your group is well settled, you don't have to do fan service and stuffs. The only fan service I can remember from JIMIN is showing his abs during "no more dream" performances and also during some shows. And yes, BTS as a whole have participated in fan service but that was during early days. But blaming Jimin alone is not a good idea, you bummers. When I watch videos from those times, I feel like JIMIN's abs were extensively used may be to attract fans? Or whatever. Not every thing he does on stage is to please the fans, he can also do because he loves the stage and love performing the way he does. By now, they all have realized their fans (ARMYYYYYYYYYYY) love them and their performances and don't have to do fan service to lure them.

4. Jimin was fat during/before/after debut????

Like what????? Dude I agree he had this puffy, squishy face which was too cute but he was not fat. (Not Jimin not any BTS members were fat or ugly during their debut days. They were all handsome in their own way.) And I find it really annoying that a person with abs and toned muscles was body shamed???? Does that even make sense....He was cute and he is cute. He was a baby back then.

There's something I want to address here....

I don't know how I ended up there, but I had seen a post somewhere telling Jimin is alcoholic, he just throws himself on other members, he's a home wrecker, he makes people feel uncomfortable and what not.

I'm not part of Jimin's life so I can't really tell how much he drinks. But that honest soul had himself said that, he used to drink a lot to deal with stress then kinda became a habit but now he's not drinking as he used to instead he's sharing his problems/stress with the other members. I'm not saying he's not drinking at all like we all know he, Suga, Jin and Jungkook are all drinking buddies. They are all grown up men. They know what is good to them. So we are no one to judge and we should not judge them because we don't know them. (Believe it or not I just love the way he opens the champagne, pours in to the glass and gulps down in a single go. He looks damn sexy!!!!)

And no, Jimin does not throw himself on anyone. Literally no one period. He will not touch you if you are not comfortable with his touch. He will never interfere in your business if you don't like it. He will never make fun of you, if that makes you sad. He never did and he'll never do anything which can make anyone uncomfortable. Not even with JUNGKOOK. There's no way one can resist jimin's cuteness (again there will be exception like brainless, heartless, thoughtless people) dude.... I can for sure tell you Jungkook was never once uncomfortable with Jimin. Jimin is such a pure soul who can get along with anyone if he wishes to. No members including Suga is uncomfortable with jimin's touch.

Like keep every shipping shits aside and think, they have literally lived together for more than 6-7 years now. There's no way they can be uncomfortable with each other. They themselves have said multiple times, they are all like family. How can you be uncomfortable with your own family member??

Okay then that's all for now.... Yes I know I did not talk about his talents here because I just wanted to talk about jimin as a person here. We all know how amazing he is as an artist. No one can doubt his singing and dancing skills.

I would love to talk about JIMIN as an artist but NOT TODAYYY (go listen to that song).

Thank you for making upto this line.

Bye until next time,

Amaira💜

#JIMINIE THE BEST #PRESENTING #HANDSOME JIMIN #CUTE JIMIN #SEXY JIMIN #LOVELY JIMIN #MOCHI #KIND JIMIN

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200321 BigHit’s Tweet

[Episode] BTS (방탄소년단) @ 'LOVE YOURSELF : SPEAK YOURSELF’ in SEOUL (https://youtu.be/fi_mGCVVABc)

200321 [Episode] BTS (방탄소년단) @ 'LOVE YOURSELF : SPEAK YOURSELF’ in SEOUL

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00:51 V: At that part... JM: Can you come here? V: When you jump you instinctively lean backwards V: I just walk in like this. V: I’m just doing this. JM: You’ve got to come in with a bigger gesture? JH: Okay. / JM: You know, like, during the ‘even if you (have to) crawl’, come in then. (T/N: Lyrics from ‘Not Today’) JH&V: Okay!

01:56 V: My feet… Staff: While you’re here, only the deck… V: Since there’s the full-shot anyway... Staff: Yes.

02:45 JH: Namjoon’s stage is kind of fascinating, isn’t it? JH: It’s really fascinating. S: Namjoon is fascinating.

03:07 JH: ?? Let’s go!

03:56 Staff: We’ll keep them in piles of 3 and 4 next to each other like this, you can take them from here. JH: So we take them in 3s and 4s... Staff: You go ‘ta-da’ JH: Ta-da~ JM: “Our beginnings and endings are always you” JH: This, this one goes first... Staff: Yes, that’s right. V: Thank you!

04:25 S: Let’s get it! (x2) J: Yoongi, hurry over! JH: Yoongi...

04:35 RM: I forgive him because he’s cute. J: We forgive you because you’re cute. S: Let’s get it.

05:07 V: 8 counts. RM: No. (x2) S: Let’s just try it out for today and then we can check it out tomorrow. / Staff: Yes just try it out for today and we’ll send you the file. RM: Please just play it one more time. JK: It’s 8 counts. / RM: I’ll say it a little later. Staff: Once again? Just a second. / RM: Yes. S: There’s 8 counts. / RM: I’ll say it a little later. JK: I think ‘RUN’ starts right after 8 counts. S: Exactly. S: Feels like it is lagging by 3 counts… / JK: 3 counts. JH: Just take out your in-ears. / V: It’s 3. S: ?? JH: Please play it. JK: It’s not 4 counts. JK: Watch. S: 3 2 1 RM: Let’s run! RM: Let’s do it this way. RM: I’ll wait 8 counts and then say it. JM: ??

08:08 JH: The positions for ‘Not Today’- JH: Don’t forget your positions at ‘Ready, aim, fire’. JH: Do it like we did during the rehearsal. / V: We really messed that up.

08:28 JM: I think I always feel this away. / RM: Hey, Hobi, what is your stomach hurting?! (from nerves) JM: I get really nervous when we perform in Korea. RM: Hey Hobi, is your stomach hurting?! JH: Let’s go. (x2)

08:38 RM: Okay, everyone. RM: Having a concert in Seoul after a year and two months. {CAP}:Shouting out a cheer for their concert in Seoul, where they haven’t performed in while RM: Let’s bring down the house! JK: Yes! RM: Bang Bangtan! BTS: Bang Bangtan!

10:02 JM: Ta-da! J: Ta-da!

10:45 JH: We can just count to 3 and then do it. S: No, it’s… S: ‘I can make it right’- we do it at the ‘right’. J: But we’re too far back then. V: Jungkook and Jimin have to walk up here then. V: So we can’t show them the final pose at the same time. V: So when it (the song) ends, V: I’ll say something, I’ll say ‘ARMY!’, V: and then we can turn. S: Okay. JH: Okay. V: Then that’ll be us in the final position. JH: But then you- V: I’ll run.

12:23 RM: I’m going in with a calm heart.

12:31 RM: Okay, everyone. RM: Today as well, RM: we need to focus on safety and successfully, RM: and coolly, let’s bring the house down. RM: Bang bangtan! BTS: Bangtan!

14:16 Slogan: Let's not let go of each other's hands, since we rely on each other

15:37 RM: This is really the last one. RM: After this ‘LOVE YOURSELF: SPEAK YOURSELF The Final’, there’s not anymore of these... RM: Since it’s the last, RM: let’s not overdo things but still do everything within our power to bring the house down. RM: Let's get it! RM: Bangtan Bangtan! BTS: Bang Bangtan!

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taetaespeaches · 5 years

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“I’m just waiting for my damsel in shining armor to come save me”

Jimin x Reader Genre: fluff; mentions of sex Word count: 3.1K

a/n: HAPPY BIRTHDAY CHIM!!! I hope you all enjoy, and thanks for reading :)) This is partially inspired by Ariana Grande’s “Goodnight n Go” and specifically the following lyrics:

Oh, why’d you have to be so cute? It’s impossible to ignore you, Why must you make me laugh so much, It’s bad enough we get along so well.

MUSIC boomed through the speakers in the living room of the condo, loud laughter and conversations trying to be heard over the tunes. The warmth of the mass of bodies within the apartment heated your skin, a dewiness setting over your features.

All of these people, and you couldn’t care less.

You stood against the wall in the living room, eyes on Jimin as he talked to a group of people, a few of whom you recognized as his fellow members, others you didn’t recognize at all.

Then again, you and Jimin didn’t spend much time together outside of the bedroom.

You and Jimin had been shooting each other cute smiles and facial expressions for the past twenty minutes, but neither of you made a move towards each other. The phone in your hand buzzed, drawing your attention to the device, showing a text from Jimin himself.

Jimin: Are you as bored over there as I am over here?

Your lips curving up into a small grin, you looked towards Jimin who was staring at you with a small smile of his own.

You: Are you bored? I couldn’t tell from your total lack of fucks given for your current conversation. Also, my answer is yes.

Jimin read the text and you could see a small giggle slip out of his lips as he looked up through his fringe at the group of people and then to you. He began typing out his reply.

Jimin: Am I that obvious? Maybe I’m just waiting for my damsel in shining armor to come save me from this hell.

Reading the text, you bit your lip, trying to hold back your ever-growing smile. Looking up at him, you nodded your head towards the kitchen as you walked away, Jimin’s eyes following you as you exited the room.

Walking through the kitchen, you mindlessly smiled at fellow partygoers as you anxiously waited for Jimin to come after you.

You see, you and Jimin weren’t a couple. You weren’t friends. You were fuck buddies, plain and simple. At least that’s what you told yourself. After meeting on a rainy day while waiting for a bus, you and Jimin found that you had an attraction that could be described as magnetic. However, with a plethora of reasons to not date, mostly his hectic work schedule and your inability to open up to people, you chalked up the attraction to primal sexual desire.

After hanging out a few times, you two committed the act and decided it was way too good to only do once. Two and a half months later, and multiple nights and days spent together in the bedroom, you were classic friends with benefits—classic meaning being pretty sure you’re in love with each other but being way too afraid to mention the pent-up feelings.

The sex still happened often, nothing changing there, but each time you hooked up the pillow talk increased, as did the cuddling. You knew you were really in trouble when after a shitty day, he was the first person you wanted to call. You didn’t call him, but god did you want to.

You knew you were in too deep when he asked you to get breakfast with him the morning after a night together. You went, and you had a blast. It felt domestic and comfortable. And you couldn’t keep the no strings attached deal up any longer. That was two weeks ago, and you had only seen Jimin twice since then. The first was for a hookup where you went home almost right after you both climaxed, skipping the cuddling you both had become accustomed to. The second was, well, right now. This party.

Just as a man stepped in front of you as you walked through the kitchen, attempting to chat you up, your phone rang, Jimin’s contact name lighting up the device. Holding your finger up to the man, you quickly answered the phone.

“Well hello there, birthday boy,” you smiled into the phone as you walked past the random dude, leaving the kitchen to find cover in the hallway away from the noise.

“Where did you go?” Jimin asked you.

Looking around your surroundings, you told him with a smirk, “I’m actually right outside of your bedroom. I didn’t even plan this, I must just be drawn here,” you teased

Jimin fell silent for a moment as you chewed on your bottom lip. “Stay put,” he told you. You giggled into the phone when Jimin added, “are you staying put? I mean it, don’t move.”

“I don’t know, I’m getting pretty bored here,” you teased, causing him to yell out a noise of annoyance.

“How could you be bored at my birthday party?” He asked, a smirk on his lips that you could hear.

“You were literally just complaining about being bored,” you shot back.

“I’m allowed to be, it’s my party,” he informed you with a whine, making you chuckle.

“Well,” you started, leaning against the wall next to Jimin’s bedroom door. “I came here for one person and I am yet to see him up close and in the flesh,” you explained.

“Did you just say you want to see me in the flesh?” Again, you could hear the smirk.

“Oh my god,” you let out a mixture of a scoff and a giggle. “Anyways,” you reluctantly changed the topic. “Besides the supposedly boring conversation, how has your night been?” It wasn’t until this party that you realized how many friends Jimin has, and how few of them you’ve seen much less met. You’ve heard of his closest ones, but you haven’t spent much time around any of them besides Taehyung and Jungkook. And you wanted to meet them. You wanted to be included in that part of Jimin’s life.

At that moment, Jimin turned the corner, standing just down the hallway from you, a stunning smile gracing his features as his eyes landed on you. “Much better now,” he spoke into the phone before lowering the device and shoving it in his pocket.

With a few quick strides, he was stood in front of you, smiling at you, his eyes soft, happy, dragging over your features as if he was appreciating a Renior painting hanging on the wall of the Louvre. He should know better than to look at me like this, you thought.

“Hey, you,” he smiled brightly at you.

“Hey,” you smiled. “Happy birthday, Chim.”

Leaning towards you a bit, but leaving way too much distance, he softly replied, “Thank you, Dear. I’m happy you’re here.”

With one hand, you grabbed for his cream-colored sweater that was loosely tucked into his black pants, pulling him closer. Your other hand found the back of his neck, your fingers threading into his hair. Pulling him down to you, you left a soft lingering kiss to his jaw.

“You gonna take me inside?” You gestured to the door. “Or do you have an exhibitionist kink you haven’t told me about?”

Smiling bashfully, Jimin placed his hands on the wall on each side of you, effectively caging you between his arms. “As much as I want to,” he told you, his eyes wide to emphasize how badly he really did want to, “I think we need to find a place to talk.”

“Ok,” you said nervously, straightening your posture a bit, worried he was going to confront you on practically avoiding him for the past two weeks. Actually, it was obvious that was what he wanted to discuss. “Well, we could talk in there too,” you pointed your thumb to the door.

Shaking his head, he smiled a little. “I don’t trust myself in there with you,” he said, his cheeks heating up at the confession.

Smirking back at him, you let your hand slide off his neck, dropping to your side. With a nod of your head, you gestured for him to lead the way, removing your hand from his sweater. Jimin reached for your hand as he walked you down the hallway. Before reaching the kitchen, he turned to you, pulling you in close to whisper to you.

“So, I don’t know if you noticed, but I’m kind of a big deal around this party,” he spoke into your ear, an amused grin immediately spreading across your face at the comment.

“You don’t say?” You looked up at him shocked.

“Afraid so,” he nodded to you, a smile gracing his features, eyes shaped into adorable crescents. “You see, I’ve been trying to be alone with you all night, but people keep stopping me. They all want to talk to me or something,” he told you with an eye roll.

You gasped, feigning outrage. “How dare all these people want to spend time with the man they all gathered here for.”

Nodding, he held back a giggle, his lips curving into a big smile. “I know, ridiculous,” he agreed. “I have more important things to tend to right now, don’t they get that?” The comment didn’t go unnoticed by you as you bit your lip, holding back a flattered smile, though your reddened cheeks gave away your flustered state. “What I’m saying is, it’s gonna be hard to find a place where we can talk in private.”

Giving him a single nod, you looked at him with a serious expression. “Ok, so what’s the plan, Mr. Big Deal?”

“Balcony,” he said simply, forcefully stripping the smile from his face, leaving you to nod as you waited for more explanation only to receive none.

“Ok,” you giggled. “How are we getting to the balcony?”

“Well, I was thinking I’d just hide behind you,” he explained, holding back a smile.

Smiling widely at him before composing yourself with a cough to clear your throat, you nodded once again. “Ace plan,” you said, pretending to be impressed. “Really, I’m impressed, just, wow,” you teased, causing Jimin’s stoic expression to crumble as he fell into fits of giggles, leaning into your frame. “Shall we then?” You asked him with a giggle.

Taking the lead, you began to walk towards the living room when Jimin suddenly pulled your jacket up, diving underneath to cover his head, making you halt in surprise. “Keep going,” he told you, his arms wrapping around you in a back hug.

“Why are you so strange?” You giggled as you continued walking, trying to appear as nonchalant as possible, nodding and smiling at people as you made your way to the balcony door. “I mean really, this plan must have taken you ages to figure out. Did you have to run this by a team to work out all the kinks? Were there blueprints?” You asked, Jimin giggled against your back, whining a dragged out, “stop”.

You were nearly to the door when Taehyung stopped you with a kind smile. “Hey, have you seen Jimin around?” His eyes then went to the man who was hiding inside the back of your jacket, his eyebrows scrunching together. Looking back to you, he pointed to Jimin.

“Nope,” you shook our head. “I haven’t seen him.” Taehyung’s mouth dropped open a bit as he prepared to question you about the man who was smothered inside your clothing, very obviously knowing it was Jimin. Instead, he closed his mouth and nodded at you, giving a polite smile as he walked away.

“Well, your best friend now thinks I’m a freak,” you complained as you pulled the door open, stepping out onto the balcony.

“Eh, he’ll be fine,” Jimin told you as he pulled his head out from underneath your coat, straightening his form and looking at you.

Staring at the man in front of you, his hair standing on end due to static electricity, you smiled fondly. “And to think I thought you were so cool at one point,” you said under your breath, making Jimin erupt into giggles. Reaching up to his hair, you patted it down, Jimin observing your features as you did so.

By the time you directed your gaze back to Jimin, he was wearing an expression of utter fondness and adoration. “Hi,” you said softly, feeling shy under his stare.

“I know you’ve been avoiding me,” he told you bluntly, but softly.

Your eyes widened in surprise, not by the fact that he knew but by the fact that he was being so upfront. “Jimin, I’m sorry, I just—"

“No, don’t apologize,” he interrupted, shaking his head gently. “I mean, in case you didn’t notice, I wasn’t knocking down your door either,” he added, effectively stabbing your heart.

“Oh,” you said in surprise and hurt. “Noted- not knocking down my door,” you nodded, crossing your arms across your chest. “Gotcha”

“No, no, no,” he worried. “Shit, that’s not what I meant at all, I just, I know you’ve been avoiding me, and I’m saying I know why because I-” he cut himself off. “Why do you have to be so cute?”

“What?” You vocalized your surprise from his question.

“I tried to avoid you, I tried to push aside how I’ve been feeling, but it’s literally impossible to ignore you,” he explained, adding, “And to ignore these feelings I have.” You stood frozen, shocked at his words. “I’ve been avoiding you,” he continued. “Because it’s scary.”

“It is scary,” you agreed, knowing exactly what he meant. You and Jimin were meant to be fun and carefree. Admitting to the feelings you were both feeling meant you either had to stop what you were doing or attach the strings.

“But I can’t keep pretending I don’t have these feelings for you,” he took a moment to breathe. “I don’t want to anymore.” Want to what? You screamed inside your own mind. After a moment of you both staring at each other, tension at an all-time high, you began to speak as tears started to fill your eyes.

“Jimin, you have got to be more clear with me, my heart is about to go into cardiac arrest, you don’t want to what anymore? Do you want to be with me or not?” You questioned him bluntly as a tear rolled down your cheek.

Jimin’s hands quickly found your face, holding your cheeks between his palms, this thumb swiping the tear from your skin. “Of course, I want to be with you,” he told you as if it was obvious.

“Oh thank god,” you breathed out shakily, more tears being released from your eyes as your frame relaxed, leaning into Jimin’s body. Your arms wrapped around his neck as his swiftly held you around your waist.

“I want a label, I want you to get to know my friends, I want you to meet my family,” he whispered into your ear. “I don’t want to have to wait until late at night after a hookup to have a conversation with you. Which it nearly killed me, by the way, when you left right after last time. I know this was supposed to be a no-attachments kind of deal, but come on, was it ever, really?” At that, he pulled away from you to look at you, you slowly shaking your head. “I’ve always wanted all of you.”

Leaning towards him, you pressed your lips to his in a much too quick kiss. “Me too,” you whispered against his lips. His hands found the sides of your face as he held you to him, kissing you deeper, not wanting your lips to leave his.

Your breath heavy, the only reason you both broke apart was because the balcony door suddenly slid open, a man letting out a small “oh” in surprise of the scene. “Uh, hi, y/n” he nodded at you politely. “Tae and Jin want you to blow out your candles,” he told Jimin. Jimin nodded, telling the man thanks, the man turning and leaving you both to yourselves.

“Was that Yoongi?” You asked Jimin who nodded in confirmation. “Yoongi knows me?”

“They all know you, they just don’t know you,” he told you with a smile. “Yet.” You pouted at him, Jimin giggling at the expression.

“I guess we better get inside,” you told him. “Those candles aren’t gonna blow themselves.” Jimin’s lips lifted into an amused smirk.

“Are you trying to tease me?” He asked as his eyes turned into crescents, his smile broadening.

“No, I’m actually not,” you giggled as his hands found your sides, tickling you a bit. “It’s just a fact, you are the birthday boy after all.”

Jimin whined, nuzzling his face against your neck. “I have a birthday every year though.”

“And you get to kiss me all the time,” you smiled at him, your fingers toying the with the hair at the nape of his neck.

“Yeah but it’s different now that you’re my girlfriend,” he whined again. “Am I delusional or is this even better now that you’re my girlfriend?”

“No, you’re not delusional,” you kissed him softly. “And sorry, I’m just getting used to the fact that you’re calling me your girlfriend.”

“Yeah? You like that?” He smiled. “I wanna hear you say I’m your boyfriend,” he pressed a sweet kiss to the side of your mouth.

“Well if I’m your girlfriend, you’re obviously my boyfriend,” you smiled at him as he kissed you.

“What is this, a scene from the Notebook?” Jungkook’s voice cut in from the balcony door, you and Jimin jumping in surprise, your eyes finding an amused look on the younger man. “You’re a bird, he’s a bird, whatever, I want some cake, please, y/n, let us borrow your boyfriend for like two minutes. Then he’s all yours.”

Your cheeks heating up in embarrassment, Jimin yelled out for Jungkook to go away, mumbling you’d both be there in a minute. “I’m sorry,” he giggled to you.

“It’s fine,” you laughed. “Someone calling you my boyfriend sounds really good.”

“It does, doesn’t it. Can I introduce you to my friends?” He asked you, his eyes searching yours for your answer. “As my girlfriend?” Before you could answer, the smile on your face gave away your excitement, a smile appearing on his own features. “Yeah?”

In one swift motion, your hand resting on the side of his neck, your fingers delving into his hair. You kissed him hard, easily deepening it, backing Jimin towards the apartment wall. Smiling into the kiss, Jimin flipped you over so you were pressed against the exterior of the building, his hands gripping your waist.

“I think I deserve a little more alone time with my boyfriend on his birthday, don’t you think?” You said into the kiss. “Jungkook can wait.”

Smiling, one of his hands left your waist to cradle your jaw as he deepened the kiss, pressing his body against yours. “Yeah, you’re right,” he told you, capturing your top lip with his own before he continued. “They can all wait.”

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Kiss me quietly | Final

• Pairing: BadBoy!Yoongi x Shy!Jungkook • Genre: Fluff | College!AU • Words: 9,2k | AO3 • Disclaimer: mentioning of alcohol, selective mutism, tooth rotting fluff

written with @cassiavioletblue

↳ Yoongi always said what was on his mind, while Jungkook was shy, fearful and just like a wallflower he was quickly overseen. Yoongi wore leather jackets, had tattoos while Jungkook wore soft, baby blue sweaters with sleeves that were way too long. Yoongi was everything he wasn’t. Not that he cared, but men like Yoongi didn’t care about boys like Jungkook. That’s just how it always been like until…

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“Yoongi, hey!” Hoseok furrowed his brows, nudging Yoongi’s side repeatedly, “Where’s your head?” He chuckled low, when Yoongi finally snapped out of his daydream (he wondered what it was about; Yoongi rarely daydreamed about anything. He was either sleepy or fully awake, nothing in between) and refocused on the program in front of him. “Can I have your attention now again? Good. I worked on this all week it’s for the music producing class exam. I need to know your opinion it feels like it’s still lacking something,” Hoseok explained, when he clicked on his file and opened it.

Turning a little, he reached for the headphones giving one pair over to Yoongi and taking the other. Yoongi complied easily. After he had fled their lunch last time because of Jungkook’s ability to light him on fire just by simply eating ice cream he felt like he owed it to both of them to be a little more approachable. That and the fact that he loved working with Hobi on his tracks made him reach out for the headphones immediately, putting them on without asking any further. He would best get a feel for the tape if he listened to it anyway.

“I rearranged a lot of things from last time, changed some lyrics and I added some vocals over mine. I don’t think my voice fits there, actually so, I’m only doing back vocals and fitted in a new main vocal.” He said and showed off the line of new audios he had recorded. There was almost no interruption in between the file, meaning whoever had recorded it had nailed the whole refrain in one-go and Hoseok didn’t need to arrange different versions of it into one. “But just listen and then tell me okay?”

Hoseok started the track and Yoongi listened in concentration, eyes closed, and brows furrowed. The track was good, pulling you in right away with music that was layered enough to be interesting and get your attention without overwhelming the listener. He waited for the lyrics to come and when a voice started singing his eyes snapped open. He hadn’t thought much about it when Hobi had mentioned that he let someone else sing the main vocals, thinking that he had chosen someone with a usual vibe. Instead it sounded like there was a literal angel singing on Hobi’s track, his voice clear and soft and full of unspoken promises. It had Yoongi shivering from the sudden and unexpected emotions that the sweet voice evoked. He took off one side of the headphones, holding it a little away from his ear (just one because he didn’t want to miss anything from the song) and asked immediately, “Who is this? It sounds amazing!”

Hoseok smiled, bopping his head to the rhythm but didn't answer his question, yet, not wanting to disturb the song. He grinned widely, letting Yoongi listen to the rest before asking, “And? What did you think about the arrangement? Lyrics? It's better than the first version, right?“ Hoseok was really bad at hiding his excitement, shifting nervously on his seat. “He's good right?“ Hoseok finally addressed the vocals, “Unfortunately you can't steal him from me. I promised him not to tell others, as he wants to keep himself hidden.”

“It’s way better! Whoever it is you caught there don’t let him go! He has an amazing range and his vocals are soft but not weak. His voice is sweet but powerful and I bet you could use him for a lot of songs. How did you find him?” When Hoseok showed him with a gesture that his lips were sealed and that he wouldn’t reveal anything about that mysterious singer Yoongi pouted a little but then accepted it. If Hoseok didn’t even give in when he acted cute (a very rare occasion) then he must really want to respect that person’s wish.

So, he didn’t push any further.

“He’ll be at Namjoon’s birthday this weekend, maybe you’ll find out who it is when you hear their voice.” Hoseok chuckled low and then got out a notebook to open it to a page, where it clearly showed the lyrics of the song Yoongi just had heard. It was written in two different handwritings. When Yoongi raised his eyebrow in surprise at the clean handwriting, next to Hoseok’s messy one, he quickly explained: “Oh, Jungkookie helped me with it a little. That boy is so talented, you won’t believe it. Anyways…, I need help with the rap part,” He pointed at a line, “I don’t feel this is fluid enough.”

Yoongi scooted closer, leaning forward to see the writing better. “I’ll help you - and I’d even let you take a sneak peek into my own lyrics notebook - if you push me a little into the right direction in case I’d miss that angel person. You don’t have to break your promise and tell me who it is, just.. give me a little nudge if I don’t find him, alright? I’d really love to work with him for one or two of my songs as well, I bet his voice sounds amazing in contrast with a heavy beat - or with a slow, emotional song. Damn, don’t even know who he is and I’m already excited about him. He better not be an asshole, that would be so disappointing. So... what do you say?” If he had to bribe and blackmail Hoseok to get what he wanted he would because he knew that Hobi would never do anything that he didn’t want he had principles and would defend them screaming if he had to.

“Says asshole no°1 here,” Hoseok laughed, shaking his head, “I’ll see what I can do, but I can’t promise he will sing for you. It was hard enough already to get him for my song. And maybe, he doesn’t like you – who knows.” He shrugged his shoulders, getting more comfortable in his seat, “Now be a good boy for once and help me.”

“Yeah sure, you just insulted me and now you want me to help you. You can be glad you own such a nice studio and are a decent cook. Though if Jin’s joked weren’t that bad he would beat you as a friend - because his cooking is way better.” Yoongi took the notebook to take a closer look and made a noise of surprise when he saw how much of the lyrics was in Jungkook’s neat handwriting - and how good they were. “Damn, Jungkook really knows how to write. I didn’t even knew he was interested in music. Not that he’s talking to me at all but... I guess that’s normal with him.” He awkwardly eyed Hoseok from the side to see if the other would comment on that.

Hoseok pulled one leg up on his chair, humming in response, “Yeah, but he’s an amazing writer and he’s a dance major, of course he likes music. His body reacts to every beat, every vibration, forming it into the most beautiful art. It’s honestly amazing. He’s got a poetic side in him, just like you.” He grinned, patting Yoongi’s shoulder as he sighed softly. Hoseok had always admired Yoongi’s creative mind, so therefore he was glad he could call him his friend and learn from him at the same time.

“Well the only things I got so see of him were his wide eyes, a fearful expression and his cute smile. So yeah he might be a cutie but apart from that I have no idea if what you’re telling me is true. I’d say doubtable until proven.” Yoongi hoped that Hobi wouldn’t see through his attempt at getting him to show him a vid of Jungkook’s abilities. Hobi always recorded his dance practices or musical WIPs.

Shaking his head, Hoseok’s voice turned a little softer, “Cute? Yoongi…whatever you’re thinking now…don’t.” Hoseok knew Yoongi inside and out, he knew his expressions, the way he raised his eyebrows when he was interested, the smirk that lured boys in. But not his sweet Jungkookie. He looked at his friend with an insistent gaze, “I know you. Keep your hands to yourself. Anyone really, but not him.”

Yoongi had known that this would come up sooner or later and still his pride had him acting offended. “Why? Maybe it would be good for him to get a little out of his shell. He’s really shy, isn’t he? Also don’t act like you’ve never hooked up with someone for the fun of it. We’re young, having sex without any obligations shouldn’t be stigmatized like that especially not by you who practically cuddles with everyone when he’s drunk.” Just that Hoseok stopped at cuddling while Yoongi went all the way instead. “Also, he’s a grown-up he can decide for himself! I mean - he must be or else he wouldn’t study here. He can’t be underage - right?”

Hoseok immediately shook his head, waving his hands around, “That’s exactly why. For the fun of it. Jungkook,… he isn’t like that and you shouldn’t use it as a reason to make him more confident only to crush him and ignore his calls only days later like you do with literally everyone else.” He leaned in a little, making it clear that he wasn’t joking around right now, “He is a grown-up, but I can’t stand to see him hurt. If anyone hurt him, I’ll break their bones….twice.” With a satisfied smile, Hoseok leaned against his chair again, “Jungkook is different. You can fuck anyone you like, but not him. You won’t ruin him and break his heart just because you liked his smile.”

Yoongi opened his mouth to protest but then closed him again without saying a word. Hoseok did have a point. Kind of. Though it wasn’t like he did it on purpose. Other people had different partners as well and you had use the trial and error method how else were you supposed to find out who would stay in your heart forever and who was only in there for a night? Yes, he might have a pretty high “error rate” but it wasn’t his fault that he wasn’t the most patient guy and wasn’t it better to end things quickly to be free for something new? He was only fair, being honest and telling his partners the truth instead of keeping them around and keeping them from possibly meeting the love of their lives. Instead he was told he was an asshole and told by his friend to stay away from the mute cutie that he’d loved to get to know better.

“You’ll be fine. You got enough other people interested in you,” Hoseok smiled faintly, before pointing at his song again, “Shall we?”

…

The sun was shining so bright that Jungkook had to squeeze his eyes so hard to be able to see. There were people running past him, as he sat by the side of the running track, a stopwatch in his hand. Biting his lip in concentration, his gaze was fixated on one runner only as he came closer and closer to the finish line. The moment he crossed the white paint, Jungkook pushed his finger down, holding the watch up with a bright grin. “And?” Wonho was panting, sweat dripping down his body, making his pale skin glisten under the sunlight. He took the stopwatch and groaned, “Hm, I can be better than this.” As a form of self-punishment Wonho dropped down a few feet away from Jungkook and began to do some pushups, counting loudly.

Jungkook only shook his head.

He knew Wonho for so long now. He’d been a neighbor of his when they were little and now they were studying at the same uni, only that Wonho chose sport and languages, while Jungkook studied art and dance. And since then, Jungkook was bad at saying ‘no’ and never liked to keep his friends hanging so he had been officially recruited to stop Wonho’s time while he was training for an exam. While Wonho was busy stretching now, Jungkook returned his attention to his papers. He needed to study, too.

…

Yoongi had sneaked out to the sports area behind campus because no one noticed him there and it was a nice place to smoke. People went training on their own and had their headphones on so no one tried talking or sometimes the running place was even empty so Yoongi could sit on the spectator stand and enjoy his cigarette in peace. Not today though. When he looked up there was already someone sitting there. Jungkook. Even though the weather was sunny he still wore a long sleeved shirt made out of thin material that didn’t had him overheating but was long enough for him to hide his hands the way he liked it. Yoongi wondered why he did it, if it was a safety thing or if he was actually hiding something. He swallowed harshly. Then his thoughts suddenly took an 180° turn when some sporty, bulky and sweaty guy who just finished some pushups went up the stairs to sit beside Jungkook. Instead of acting like a startled deer like Yoongi had expected Jungkook just made him some room and then went back to reading his papers. Yoongi stood and stared, not sure why that sight startled him so much.

Jungkook didn’t look up from his papers, when Wonho sat down next to him. They were just sitting in silence until…

“Gosh, it’s so fucking hot,” The bulky man grabbed the hem of his shirt swiftly pulling it over his head and making heads turn right away, except for Jungkooks. He never had been interested in Wonho and neither the other way around. “You need some help there?” Wonho nudged Jungkook’s side, taking one of his papers, where notes were scribbled all over, holding it up in the air. Jungkook sighed, rolling his eyes as he tried to grab it but Wonho only held it back further. “Just give it back. I really need to study, and I did what you asked of me…” Jungkook whispered, reaching for it.

The guy stripped right next to Kook like it was nothing and Yoongi angrily smashed his cigarette. There he was, playing all nice and holding himself back like Hoseok had asked him to, just for some guy to take his place and flirt with the sweet boy half naked on the campus ground.

Before he could think about it Yoongi was up the stairs and standing right in front of the two. It looked as if the sports guy was stealing Jungkook’ stuff and Yoongi was not having it! “Give him back his stuff - now!” He growled at him, no warning, no hello, no nothing. He just wanted that guy away from Kook.

Jungkook jerked around, his eyes wide and the smile wiped off his face and was replaced by sheer surprise and then he froze completely. His mouth stood open, his heart racing while he tried to comprehend what just happened. Where did Yoongi come from? Why was he mad? It didn’t make any sense to Jungkook.

“You know this one?” Wonho turned to look at the younger, not even sparing Yoongi a glance. The shy boy nodded softly, but it still wasn’t enough and Wonho got up and crack his neck just to show that he wouldn’t hesitate. Jungkook’s eyes flickered over to Wonho, then to Yoongi, feeling as if he was about to faint. “How about you just piss off again…we don’t need your bad attitude around here.” He said and took a step closer, “Jungkook is fine as you can see. Don’t see why it would be your business, anyways.”

“You haven’t seen my bad attitude yet, but you will if you don’t give him his stuff back…And it is my business cause I don’t like it when jocks like you pick on younger students. If you want to cause trouble then take someone of your own caliber you coward.”

Jungkook was completely dumbfounded. He couldn’t stand this. Couldn’t listen to whatever these two were talking about because Jungkook wasn’t even sure what this was really about. Either way he didn’t like it. Yoongi had no right to come at them like this, to pretend as if he knew Jungkook. Not at Wonho who had just been teasing him a little. Jungkook was used to it.

“My caliber? Well, I don’t see anyone around, or do you want to try?” Wonho pushed against Yoongi’s chest, chuckling low but the moment he opened his mouth again to say something, he was interrupted by Jungkook who forcefully pushed all of his books back in his bag. Jungkook was biting his tongue, before he shouldered the bag and squeezed himself right through them both and tearing them apart in the process, before simply walking ahead. Wonho still had Jungkook’s papers in hand but his expression changed as he looked after the younger.

Jungkook didn’t look as if he was glad that Yoongi was helping him, quite the opposite, he looked more uncomfortable than before. And while Yoongi had thought in the beginning that it was just Jungkook hating that someone witnessed that he was being bullied or that his shyness made him crack under the pressure of this kind of attention now he felt that something was wrong. Jungkook had looked close to tears when he had ran off, not caring a bit for the papers that the other was still holding. Normally someone pushing him would have resulted in a broken jaw or at least a few punches but it was Jungkook he was worried about and not his hurt pride right now. He ripped the papers from the guys hand, glad that he let go of them immediately and didn’t rip them and then gave him a warning growl. “Don’t bother him again or you’ll wish that you left him in peace while it was still your decision to make.”

Jungkook was walking fast, trying to calm the storm of feelings inside of him. He wasn’t sure why he had run, instead of facing Yoongi and just telling him off (although he was sure he couldn’t have done that anyway, even if he was able to speak in front of him) or take Wonho and pull him somewhere else so Yoongi realized that it was fine. He was fine. He didn’t need protection or whatever Yoongi had tried to do. Why did he? It made no fucking sense to Jungkook. They weren’t friends. So why? His heart ached when he remembered how Hoseok had told him once that Yoongi liked to get into trouble, that he couldn’t control his emotions very well when they were all having dinner. He had listened carefully, glad that Jimin had been so worried to ask if Yoongi was alright. Apparently he had seen Yoongi with bruises and cuts on his hands and face in the library and wondered what happened. Yoongi hadn’t told him and only shrugged it off, so Jimin had turned to Hoseok. But why here? Why now? Jungkook still had no answer when he arrived at his bike, fishing out his keys to unlock it and pull it out of the stand a little too aggressive.

Luckily Jungkook wasn’t hard to find because although he had run off as if he wanted to get away from them as fast as possible he came to a halt in front of the bike stand. It gave Yoongi time to observe him and it made his heart feel heavy: There was a frown on Jungkook’s face, his head held low as if he wanted to hide from everything and if the way he ripped the bike from the stand was anything to go by then he was really angry. It must be hard not being able to voice his anger.

Yoongi waited for Jungkook to finish arranging his bike to address him but Jungkook saw him first and it went like a knife through Yoongi’s heart because the second Jungkook got aware of him his shoulders went up and he curled his body away from him as if he was trying to get away. Jungkook startled, eyes wide and when his gaze fell onto him, he let them fall, his expression turning softer. Why did you do this? He wanted to ask, but his heart was beating loudly, making the blood rush through his veins so fast that he felt dizzy - no word coming from him.

Yoongi swallowed hard and then held out the papers carefully, toning down his voice to not agitate the younger further. “Hey. I... I guess you need those.” Jungkook didn’t even look at him. “Are you alright?” He wished Jungkook could just tell him how he was, more detailed than with a head shake or a nod.

“You... didn’t really like that, hu?” Sheepishly he rubbed his neck, wishing he could go back just to approach things differently. “I’m sorry, I... I guess I went a bit overboard. It just made me so angry that this guy was bullying you. You are such a sweet person; I don’t understand how someone can be cruel enough to treat you badly. I... I know there would have been a way to solve this differently - and I guess I should have asked first if you even wanted my help but... I kind of got a little overprotective. And maybe also a little jealous that he can just walk over to you like that while I can’t - and then seeing him use that chance to hurt you... I just snapped. I’m really sorry. Do you want me to tell Hobi? I can understand if you don’t want me handling this any further but Kook, please tell us if someone is bullying you. You shouldn’t just take it. I don’t want you to get hurt, okay?” His smile was a little sad when he spoke again, even more quietly this time, words slipping from him without his permission, “It’s shitty being like this, isn’t it? I’m ‘too much’ all the time and people hate me for it while you have probably been called ‘too soft’ a few times and people think of you as easy prey. It shouldn’t be like this. But it is how it is, right and we just have to handle it. We’re like the perfect opposites, you and I.” He laughed humorlessly, “Hell, we probably could balance each other out - or go down in flames. I see why Hobi doesn’t want me to be with you. And yet... here I am, stupid enough to consider it nonetheless even though Hobi is one of my oldest friends and everything I managed to do to you so far is get you in more trouble. I’m sorry, I’ll leave you alone now.” It was so easy to spill his heart to Kook, scaringly easy. He needed to be more careful.

Jungkook felt like he was daydreaming, for a moment, he was sure that he would wake up any second now and then Jimin would tell him he was late for his class. Did Yoongi just confessed to him? Tell him that he liked him, even though he was...practically mute because he was crushing on Yoongi so hard that it made him speechless. He blushed furiously, pretty sure that he would go up in flames any second now. Yoongi cared about him. Him, the wallflower.

He wanted to say something, wanted to tell him that it was alright, that he liked Yoongi too but just the thought of it made him shut again. His heart went into overdrive. The longer he stayed quiet, the more Yoongi was talking and it was so utterly cute that it brought a smile on his face, one that he tried to push down again, biting onto his lip. When Yoongi turned away from though, Jungkook reacted on instinct, reaching out for Yoongi so fast that he almost dropped his bike in the process. Shaking his head, Jungkook told Yoongi wordlessly that he was okay. He opened his mouth, but no words came out. Nervously he pulled at Yoongis shirt, pointing at his pants where he could see his phone sticking out.

“What, you want my phone as payment for the mess I made?” Joking was his defense mode (or sarcasm) and right now his stomach was making summersaults. Jungkook was so close that he could count the younger’s eyelashes and as his hands had come up in reflex when Jungkook stumbled into him (almost taking his bike with him) now they stood in some kind of half embrace, Yoongi holding Kook’s arms while the younger looked at him with his pretty, wide eyes. “Take what you want, Kookie. I guess I kind of owe you. Twice now. For ruining your day not one but two times so far. I’m not doing it on purpose, I swear.”

Jungkook giggled softly, shaking his head again before slowly reaching out for Yoongi’s phone. It was easier to touch Yoongi than he remembered. Unlocking the screen, Jungkook opened the notes app and started typing. He knew there was no way he could get out any words. He’d probably stumble over his own sentences, making a mess and then Yoongi would think the worst of him. And he liked this. Yoongi didn’t seem to mind that he wasn’t talking. Sticking out his tongue in concentration, Jungkook tried to be quick before handing Yoongi the phone with a smile. While the other looked down and started reading, the younger quickly sat on his bike and drove off. The blush still burning on his cheeks.

[He’s my friend, he didn’t bully me. I don’t like it when others talk for me, I’m sorry. I think you do owe me something now. Maybe a coffee? You’re cute.]

Curiously Yoongi read through the notes on his phone, his eyes widening when he realized his mistake. Jungkook and that guy were friends! He hadn’t stopped Jungkook from being bullied he had made a great big mess out of a little teasing between friends. No wonder Jungkook had looked so distraught. That meant he would have to apologize to that guy next time he saw him. Yoongi groaned internally. He hated apologizing. Really, really hated it. ”H...hey!” He was calling after Kook who was sneakily running away on wheels, “How am I supposed to ask you out for coffee if I don’t even have your number!” Also, he wasn’t cute!

Kittens were cute or puppies or Jungkook but definitely not him. He could feel his cheeks heating up against his will.

God, he was so gone for that boy!

…

Another weekend, another party, only this time it was Namjoon’s birthday and Jungkook had no valid reason to stay home. He liked him, he was (finally) Jimin’s boyfriend now and therefore the three of them (including Taehyung) were invited as well. They had grown into a group of friends quickly over the past couple of months and Jungkook really liked it. He always felt more comfortable with close friends around. It made it easier, than being alone.

Leaning against the kitchen counter, Jungkook sighed. He had fled a little from the crowded rooms. Jungkook was pretty sure Jimin was gone with Namjoon to give him his “special present”. He had worked on a lap dance all week, making Jungkook stumble into some weird scenes whenever he came home, finding Jimin upside down over Taehyung’s lap while he tried to twerk with the other yelling at him that he wasn’t rubbing enough onto his dick. It was disturbing in a way and still he had laughed.

But no matter how loud the music was, his thoughts were still louder. Jungkook couldn’t stop thinking about Yoongi and what he had said. He had explained to Wonho over phone that Yoongi had some anger issues sometimes and that he didn’t know they were friends. Luckily for him, he bought it and wasn’t mad at him, nor Yoongi (if he wouldn’t come at him again). Jungkook didn’t know that for sure though. As much as he crushed on Yoongi in silence, Jungkook didn’t know much about him but the obvious: he was handsome, very much so and studied music and producing. He was friends with Hoseok, liked to drink, get into trouble and wear his leather jacket no matter the weather. He loved thriller movies and didn’t care about shutting people out in a matter of seconds. Jungkook had seen it at a party once, when he had been still nothing but a shadow to him. But now…Yoongi saw him. He wasn’t invisible anymore and he had told him that he liked him….in a way. Maybe just as friends? He’d be fine with that too and maybe eventually he could say something if this stupid crush ebbed down. But it didn’t, it only grew.

Jungkook wanted to ask Hoseok about what he had said to him. But he wasn’t brave enough. Hoseok would only need to look at him once to see that he was interested. So, he rather hid from everyone, pouring in a little more bowl and sipping on it quietly.

“Oh, there you are! I wondered if you had gone home already.” Yoongi had come to the party totally excited. Hoseok had told him that the boy with the angelic voice would be there and so he should go looking for him and he wanted too, he really did - but somehow his mind directed him back to Jungkook every time. And honestly who knew who this singer guy even was, maybe it would be awkward, or he was a stuck up idiot. There must be a reason why he didn’t want people to know that he was helping Hoseok, maybe he was totally strange. With Jungkook however he knew the evening would be nice. You couldn’t be with Jungkook and not feel good, that just wasn’t possible. So, he pretended as if he hadn’t been looking for him everywhere and casually leaned against the counter as well. “Are you enjoying the party?”

Jungkook almost choked on his drink, when Yoongi came in so suddenly. He hadn’t seen the other, yet and he wasn’t prepared.

He was never prepared!

Smiling awkwardly, Jungkook put his drink down and moved aside, leaving Yoongi to room to get himself either some of the beer or the bowl. He shrugged his shoulders as an answer, averting his gaze shyly. Here we go again, Jungkook thought to himself, feeling the heat crawl back into his cheeks and dusting it in a rose color when Yoongi moved closer.

Yoongi took some of the bowl and then took a sip, face turning into a grimace. “Ugh, that’s... disgusting actually. How can you drink that? I actually don’t want to kiss anyone from that party now in fear of them tasting like this!” He shuddered a little before he realized that Jungkook was drinking the same thing. “Oops.” He shrugged his shoulders and gestured to Jungkook's cup, “Guess I should take that back then.”

Jungkook’s eyes widened. Did he mean that like Jungkook thought he mean it? Yoongi wanted to kiss him? Even though he was drinking this disgusting bowl. He was freaking out inwardly. All color faded from his face and he hastily gulped down the whole drink in one go to not look at Yoongi further, while simultaneously thinking of a way to get out and get some air into his lungs because he felt like he was suffocating right now. In a good way. But also: did Yoongi just say that he would kiss him?

Yoongi laughed as Jungkook down his bowl in one go. “Was this a ‘hell no -I need to drink more of this’ or a ‘the sooner I drink up the sooner I can drink something else’ gesture?” The boy might be shy but if he really felt something he acted on it. Yoongi respected him for that. Like the way Jungkook had enjoyed his ice cream without giving a damn if someone else could stare (him, for example) or how he had just went away from the situation with Yoongi and his friend when it had become too much - or how he just drank up now, not caring that Yoongi had no idea what it meant.

Jungkook didn’t know what to do. His heart was beating so hard against his chest that it was hurting, and his breath came in short, quiet pants. He was sure he would faint. There was no doubt about it. Placing his cup aside, Jungkook shook his head and then nodded again and then shook it again because no matter what he did, he couldn’t answer Yoongi’s question without making him understand.

He raised his hands slowly, opening his mouth. He would be fine, he thought to himself. He had gotten so used to Yoongi being around in a way, it would be fine. He could talk to him. He would understand if he would explain. Everyone else had been fine with him talking, too…so Yoongi should be, too, right? He wouldn’t make a mess right now. He could form proper sentences. He wouldn’t gay panic and drool all over but say a functional sentence with words that made sense. Yes. Right…now.

Taking another deep breath, Jungkook opened his mouth again, when Hoseok stumbled into the kitchen, slightly drunk. His eyes flickered from Yoongi to Jungkook and then back to Yoongi, raising his eyebrow. “So, you found the angel, huh. How did you know it was him?” Hoseok asked and pushed them both apart to get to the bowl and fill up his cup. Jungkook was glad for the distraction, turning his face away from Yoongi as he tried to collect himself. He could do this. It was easy…just a few little words. Just words. Nothing more than simple words. Jungkook’s knuckles turned white with how hard he was gripping the kitchen counter, trying to take a deep breath and form his lips as if he wanted to say something. He could do it. Jungkook was so occupied with trying to control his storm of thoughts that he didn’t listen to what Hoseok was saying.

“You really won’t let go of him, hm? I’ll keep my eyes on you.” He was pointing at his eyes and then at Yoongi again with a narrowed glance.

Hoseok was apparently way more drunk that he looked because his words absolutely didn’t make sense. “The...what? Hoseok, you mixed something up. Jungkook wrote the lyrics.” If he couldn’t talk he was pretty sure that he also couldn’t sing. At Jungkook’s dumbfounded expression he explained, “Hobi showed me his new song and also the lyrics that you wrote for him. They are really good; I was impressed with your talent. Do you enjoy doing that?” And, because he felt bold he added with a wink, “What would I need to do to make you consider working with me too?”

Jungkook snapped around and looked like a deer in the headlight. How did Yoongi know about him helping Hoseok with the song? He was full on panicking now, biting on his lips nervously while Yoongi was talking to him.

“The only thing I’m mixing is my drink,” Hoseok added, chuckling at his own joke before he simply retreated, leaving Jungkook absolutely flustered. How could Hoseok do that to him? Yoongi out of all people. Jungkook had asked him to keep it hidden, to not tell anyone. He flushed red, hiding his face behind his hands and shook his head. He couldn’t believe it.

“Hey, are you okay? Did you drink that bowl too quickly? Want to catch some air?” Yoongi mistook Jungkook suddenly folding in on himself as not feeling well (which was not that wrong except that Jungkook felt emotionally ill, not physically).

Shaking his head some more, Jungkook stumbled back a little and then he stormed out. He really needed air right now. He had reacted completely on instinct and the moment the cold air hit him, Jungkook realized he looked like a complete fool now. Why couldn’t he get his shit together and just say something. Why did Yoongi make it so hard for him? Why couldn’t he just get over his fear? Anyone else could do it. But why not him? Jungkook whined helplessly.

Even though Jungkook had shown no sign that he wanted Yoongi to come with him the other went after him, nonetheless. He wanted to make sure that Jungkook was okay and if the younger really needed time to himself then he could go - but he didn't want to leave him alone without knowing for sure that this was what he wanted. He ran out of the house and then stopped short because Jungkook was standing in the front yard, hunched forward and looking painfully miserable. Yoongi carefully approached him before gently asking, “Do you need to throw up? Do you want me to get you to the bathroom?”

There was silence between them.

Yoongi cared about him. Again. Jungkook knew that he shouldn’t, but he couldn’t keep himself away from this. From Yoongi. From whatever this was. With a blush on his cheeks, he opened his mouth once more…closed it and then opened it again.

His heart was beating so hard that Jungkook could feel it in his throat. It was constricting him. Hands shaking as he fumbled around with his shirt.

“I…” His voice was only a croak, “I…I’m okay.” Jungkook mumbled the words more than he said them, his arms wrapped around his own body as he shivered in the cold. He pulled the sleeves of his sweater a little further over his hands, pushing up his glasses, a faint smile pulling at the corner of his lips. He had done it. He said two words. He could do a little more. Jungkook closed his eyes and took a deep breath. “I…I’m fine. I…Hoseok just…” He blushed, wiping over his face with his sweater to hide it a little more, “I’m s-sorry.”

Yoongi stared at him, gaping like a fish. Had he drunk too much? Was he hallucinating? He blinked, but nothing changed. They were still standing awkwardly in the front yard of Namjoon’s place and Jungkook was smiling softly at him as if he hadn’t just dropped a bomb. “Did you.. did you just talk to me?”

Jungkook nodded slowly, fumbling around with the hem of his sweater. “Y-y-yeah,” He spoke again, giggling softly and quietly, thinking that he finally managed to do right, but when he saw that Yoongi now was the one with the color fading from his face, he immediately reached out for him.

Yoongi took a step back, his walls coming up. He furrowed his brows as he spoke again, now way more guarded and neutral than before. “I thought.. I thought you were mute. Is this like... funny to you? Pretending not to be able to talk and keeping others guessing? Is this some kind of attention seeking thing?”

How could he have been so wrong about the boy? And why on earth had Hobi participated in this charade? Why hadn’t he just told him that Jungkook was playing games with him? He felt hurt and lost and he regretted ever having spilled his secrets to Jungkook. It must have been so funny to Jungkook to see him opening up while he literally hadn’t spoken a single word to him in return.

It didn’t even take Jungkook one second to retreat into his shell again. He pulled his hand back, startling with how angry Yoongi sounded out of a sudden. Mute? Why would he think that he was mute? And suddenly it all made sense. The way Yoongi had talked to him, had tried to protect him because he thought he wasn’t able to. Averting his gaze onto his feet, Jungkook didn’t know what to say. He wasn’t good at these kinds of things and now he had made him mad. This was a mess, just like he had predicted. Whenever he said something it turned into a whole fucking chaotic mess for him.

Jungkook felt like crying. He could feel his bottom lip start to tremble, trying to form the words ‘I am sorry’ but only a whimper came from him.

“Fuck, this is just a waste of my time!” Yoongi was growling, angry and bitter while in reality he was just hurt. It had been so long since he had gotten swept off his feet by someone and Jungkook had done just that, he had come into his focus and then took all of his attention, making him dizzy from it and his heartbeat into overdrive whenever he had thought of him. Ad now it turned out that he had just been a part of Jungkook’s game. There was a reason he normally didn’t let people in; it always ended like this. With the hurt squeezing his chest and filling his stomach with acid while he was wishing to never feel like this ever again.

When he turned away from Jungkook, he bumped right into Hoseok. Great. That was the second person he needed right now. Hoseok’s eyes flickered over to Jungkook who was literally on the verge of tears now, trying to hide in his oversized sweater and then back to Yoongi who looked like he was ready to fight someone. “What happened?” When the other tried to ignore him, Hoseok held him back by his jacket, “Did you hurt him?”

Yoongi swatted his hands away, not playfully but with enough force to make it clear that he would hurt Hobi if he tried to hold him back again. “Are you seriously asking if I hurt him? You, who let him play his little stunt on me? I thought we were friends! Why didn’t you tell me that this ‘being mute’ thing was just a facade to get me to care?”

“Are you fucking stupid or something?” Hoseok shook his head and hissed at him, whispering low so that Jungkook wouldn’t hear too much, “Don’t you get it? It took three weeks for him to talk to me. He still doesn’t talk to Namjoon either and it took him a few weeks to start talking to Jimin. When he moved in with him, Jungkook waited until Jimin was asleep and then sneaked into the shower. I don’t fuck around like this, Yoongi. Not with Jungkook…he’s too good for that, I told you. Mute? Really? Do you think he’s one to play games like that? Look at him, really look at him…” Hoseok shook his head, “It is Jungkook who sang the song and it is also the boy who is too shy to talk to you because he always had a thing for you. Fucking always. But you never saw him. Do you remember the day you came into the studio because you forgot your notebook? You asked why I had it ‘on recording’ when I wasn’t even singing in the booth. Jungkook was fucking hiding.” He chuckled low, peeking over his shoulder to see if Jungkook was okay. “It’s so easy for him to be overseen, do you think he’d fuck around with you for the fun of it? You’re really dumb, Yoongi and he didn’t even need to talk to you to make you give over your heart. He only needed you to see him. Not everyone is out to hurt you, Yoongs.”

Yoongi was ready to fight when Hoseok called him dumb, anger and hurt mixing into a dangerous combination that made him defiant and wary and cold. Only when Hoseok told him to look at Jungkook did his walls crack a little. Because when he turned Jungkook was still standing there but he had his sleeves pulled over his hands again, fiddling with them as if to distract himself from the stress he was in right now. He couldn’t look at Yoongi and it was obvious that he was trying his hardest not to cry. It was 180° away from the shy but happy boy who had found enough courage to talk to him a few minutes ago. Though in his fear of being used and lied to and made fun of Yoongi had lashed out at everyone around him, Kook and Hobi alike the second his insecurities got the better of him.

“Kook is... he really is that shy? And he’s your secret singer?” He asked, had to, really, just to be 100 percent sure or else his fear would keep nagging at him, undermining every certainty he might gain. Suddenly it made a lot more sense what Hobi had said in the kitchen - and also that the singer had wanted to stay anonymous.

Jungkook just couldn’t handle too much attention.

Hoseok smiled, “Yes, he is. And I still mean what I said…if you hurt Jungkook...” Nudging his friends side, he laughed, “You’re really stupid sometimes. I hope you know that…” When Hoseok turned around though, wanting to get Jungkook back inside with them, maybe get them a quiet place to talk, he saw that the younger had turned his back onto them, starting to walk away with his shoulders hunched over. Before Yoongi could run after him, or call out his name, Hoseok held him back one last time, “If you bail on him, block his number after a few days or don’t give him your jacket when he’s cold…I will come for you, just so you remember. He deserves someone that wants to listen to him in exchange.”

Yoongi rolled his eyes. “I’d never. He can have my jacket whenever he wants. My leather jacket.” Hoseok gasped in fake surprise. “So are we good?” He waited until his friend nodded before turning back to Jungkook and running after him.

“Hey, Jungkook! Kook! Kookie!” The younger didn’t stop so he ran a little faster until he caught up with him. “Stop ignoring me I know you’re not deaf! And not mute either. So please, please talk to me! I promise I won’t be mean again and start yelling for no reason. I was just... I was scared you had been playing me and…,“ He sighed before deciding that if Jungkook was supposed to overcome his fears and talk to him then he would have to overcome his fears as well and keep opening up, “...and I was really hurt because I liked you so much. Like... really liked you. The way that you can’t just erase if you find out that the other person isn’t who you thought they were. But surprise turns out you weren’t pretending at all and I’m just bothering you… again. So, what do you say? Two coffees now? And some cheesecake?”

Jungkook stopped, eyes searching Yoongi’s while the other was opening up to him, bearing his heart right in front of him. “I’m not good at this,” He whispered, his heart aching inside his chest and Jungkook wiped over his eyes, making his glasses almost fall and he quickly pushed them back up his nose. He felt dizzy from the emotional rollercoaster and he was scared Yoongi would hurt him again.

“H-how do you know you like me when…when I don’t t-talk.” Jungkook raked a hand through his hair nervously, “Wh-what if I do and I make it worse? I already did. I always make a mess. I’m not even as pretty as the…the exchange student! I’m...” Jungkook sighed, feeling like a mess already again. Why couldn’t he do it as easily as the others? He honest to god just wanted to go home, hide under his covers and cry.

“That’s easy. I like you cause you’re kindhearted and courageous and smart. And you are talented and creative, and you have an angel’s voice even though you don’t show it. We communicated all the time; I don’t need you to spell out every word for me to understand you. And who knows maybe you’ll feel comfortable enough around me that you might even forget your shyness. And you didn’t make it ‘worse’ with talking, I was just surprised that’s all. You won’t surprise me like that again. Unless you scream at me for no reason or hide behind something to jump out. I got to warn you though I’ve got a mean right hook and it’s kind of reflex. You see you’re not the only one who’s not the easiest to be with. So, if you can handle being with me then I’m pretty sure I can handle being with you. Deal?” He felt like confessing again and telling Kook that he was like the most beautiful person he had ever seen might not be such a good idea if he didn't want to overwhelm him so he hoped that Jungkook would just forget what he had said.

“B…being with you?“ Jungkook asked carefully, not sure if Yoongi meant the same way he had dreamed about so many times before. “But you’re Yoongi…you can be with anyone a-and you don’t care.” Jungkook was biting his lip, “And shouldn’t we go out then first? Like a date? With…movies and stuff and...I’m not sure.” He hesitated, averting his gaze as he shyly admitted, “I’ve never been with someone.”

Jungkook’s shy objections weren’t a ‘no’ so Yoongi felt hopeful. “Sorry, yeah, I got a little carried away there. Of course, there will be dates. First two coffees with Cheesecake like I owe you. Then whatever else you want to do. And then you can decide if you want to consider being in a relationship with me - so that Hobi can stop pretending like you’re some maiden and I’m trying to ruin your reputation. He can’t say anything if we make it official, right?” He was joking a little, half for Jungkook to lighten the mood and half for himself because honestly he had no idea what he was doing and was completely out of his depth here. Relationships, officially being boyfriends, classical dating - he couldn’t remember when he had last attempted those things let alone cared for them. Though for Jungkook he would try his best to make the younger feel as comfortable as possible.

“And if you don’t like it we can always .. go back to how it was before.” Though he hated that thought. Because he was pretty sure that now that he had seen Jungkook and had gotten to know him better he could never just ‘casually go back to nodding vaguely at each other in the hallways when they met because they were friends of a friend.

Jungkook nodded slowly, biting his lip in thought. “Oh-okay,” He finally said and smiled, butterflies starting to fly in his stomach making him feel light like a feather for a moment. Blushing sweetly, he pointed at Yoongi’s pants again, nodding towards his phone.

Yoongi raised his eyebrow at him, a smile pulling at the corner of his lips when he realized what he wanted. Taking out his phone, he gave it over to him adding in a low voice (that instantly send a shiver down Jungkook’s spine), “You won’t run away this time, right?” This time though he hoped that Jungkook would enter his number and not write a text cause even though it had been cute he would really like to be able to call him this time.

Jungkook shook his head and started typing in his phone number. “That’s how you do it. I’ll give you my phone number and then you call me and ask me out again. And then we meet. Somewhere. You choose. Just like they do it all the time, right?” His heartbeat was picking up, as he simply recalled everything he learned from movies, “First phone number, then kiss.” He smiled brightly, cheeks aflamed as he gave Yoongi his phone back.

“Alright, you call the shots.” A smile was tugging at his lips. “Just tell me when I’ve got permission to kiss you - or show me if words are not an option then.”

Jungkook couldn’t help but giggle, feeling absolutely embarrassed because he wanted to kiss Yoongi. He really wanted to. But they were out in the open. Not far from the dorms and Jungkook was nervous. Hella nervous. Bringing up his sweater paws he hid his face in them, “I-I want to…but I’m…”

“You mean like.. right now?” When Jungkook shyly nodded, hiding his face even further in his hands Yoongi gently reached out for him to pry his hands away from his face, slowly so that Jungkook could stop him if he really couldn’t handle this. “What’s stopping you then, baby?” He got closer until he stood right in front of him, sneaking his fingers into Jungkook’s sleeve so that he could hold onto his fingers instead of the sweater. Only when he felt Jungkook holding onto him too did he continue. He leaned his head against Jungkook’s forehead, giving the younger time to get used to their closeness, to decide if he really wanted this and then, when there was no objection he tilted his head, slowly brushing his lips against Jungkooks.

Jungkook’s heart skipped a beat, then two and then he wasn’t so sure if he was even still alive.

He fell against Yoongi, fully trusting him to catch him, because it felt too good to feel his warm lips against his own. It felt absolutely perfect, with their fingers laced together and lips melting against one another. Jungkook knew he was already addicted. When they broke the kiss Yoongi felt breathless even though it was the softest and most delicate kiss he ever gave to someone. He gently squeezed Jungkook’s hand to check if he was okay. “Are you good?” The smile was impossible to wipe off his face, “Do you think you could get used to this?”

“Y-yeah,” Jungkook bit his lip to keep from smiling too hard and then he just let his heart decide for once. It felt too good to be so close to Yoongi, but he was too shy to initiate another kiss, so he simply stepped closer and hugged him. Hands pushed into his jacket, embracing Yoongi softly as he leaned his head on his shoulder. “C-can we do the date and cheesecake now?”

Jungkooks open affection took him by surprised but he had to confess that he absolutely loved this; feeling Jungkook’s warms seeping through his shirt and knowing that this hug alone was a sign of trust so big that it was practically a love confession. “Yes.” Carefully he carded his fingers through the youngers curly hair, “Let’s skip the party and go look for slices of cheesecake. And if Namjoon is mad that we left his birthday party we promise him that he can throw flowers on our wedding if he wants.” He adored the beautiful blush on Jungkook’s cheeks, happy that he could still tease the younger a little and giving him a cheeky wink.

Though deep down in his heart a tiny, tender part was whispering that maybe this joke might come true in the end. Who knew maybe - despite being the odd ones and the outsiders - they would get their happily ever after as well.

A/N: Yay!!! Happy End!!! Talking about happy, Cat and I are so glad that you liked this short little fluff so much so far and we already talked about writing a few more “shorter” fluffs for you guys. Leave us a comment down below on what you think :) Will Yoonkook work out or will they eventually break off again? Will it get too much for Yoongi one day? *sighs* We will never find out ;) hihiihihi LOVE YOU GUYS

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Let’s Dance

Hello again readers!

I’m back again with another Jungkook fic! I find myself reading mostly for him right now since you know, he is my bias. But I have a Taehyung story in thw works right now. I will be releasing a teaser later this week!

Pairing: Jungkook x F! Younger! Mexican/Hispanic! Reader

Genre: Fluff 🥰 , mature 🔞

Length: 1.8k

⚠️ warnings ⚠️: none? Except your heart might explode from cuteness. Ah, alcohol consumption (no underage drinking) 🔞

Rating: 18+

Please keep in mind this is a work of FICTION this in no way reflects on BTS or Jungkook as a person. This is simply a story for the imagination.

All my love,

Soul

You are sitting at the table, the twinkling lights cast a warm glow on the crowd. The chill in the night air causing you to shiver slightly. You regretted not accepting your friend’s offer to find you a date, you had hoped there would be more single guys there. That's how it was in the movies right? You sigh quietly to yourself and look down at the shinning silverware that sits on top of the ivory table cloth. You were even seated at a table with couples. Couples.

Weddings were supposed to be fun, you loved your best friend, but this was torture.

You take a tentative sip at the champagne, the tangy sweet flavor biting your tongue. You scrunch your nose and vow to not ever touch the sparkling poison again. You look at the dance floor and watch your friend with her now husband, you smile. She is beaming at him while they have their first dance as husband and wife. He smiles down at her and you see in his eyes what was once in the eyes of your ex boyfriend whenever he looked at you.

Though that was a long time ago.

Your vision blurs as you watch the happy couple twirl around the dance floor, when did it start raining? You look down at your hands placed gently in your lap and realize you were actually crying, thoughts of him coming back to your mind.

There is a sudden applause and the couple bows to their guests smiling and blushing. She searches the crowd looking for your face, her eyes land on you. You see her smile falter slightly when she notices your tears, you smile and nod mouthing "I love you." She nods back and waves at everyone. You take that as your cue to go to the lady's room and freshen up your makeup.

When you get to the powder room, you find a few other women sniffling and chattering about how beautiful the young couple was. You make small talk with them until your makeup is reapplied and there are no signs of the tears. Slowly the women file out leaving you alone. You take as long as possible, trying to smile at yourself through the mirror. You notice how it doesn't reach your eyes, you sigh, defeated.

This is supposed to be easier. It's been a whole year-- and you left! You powder your nose once more and run mascara over your lashes one last time preparing to rejoin the crowd. When you get back to your seat you find that someone else has taken it, they are making small talk with the people at your table. Someone notices your return and the man in your seat turns to smile at you.

His smile catches you off guard, "Sorry, I didn't mean to take your seat," he gets up and gestures for you to have a seat.

"Oh," you blush at his grand show of bowing to a 90 degree angle as he pulls the seat out for you.

"We'll find a seat for you as well!" One of the couples chimes in causing you to scold yourself, you should have said that.

He smiles at them and agrees catching the attention of a waiter, asking for a seat. After a few minutes one is brought for him, once again he asks you to sit, pushing the seat under you as you slowly sit sown. You smile shyly up at him as he takes the seat next to you unbuttoning the bottom button of his jacket.

After a few minutes, a hush falls over the table as the other couples each engage in their own conversations. You try to steal a side glance at the man sitting beside you and look away quickly when you realize that he was already looking at you, smiling. Waiting.

He looks at you and offers you his hand introducing himself, "I'm Jeon Jungkook."

You take his hand , blushing again at his adorable smile and bow your head slightly, "________, It's a pleasure to meet you."

"The pleasure is all mine," he looks into your eyes and you find yourself staring back blushing more with each passing second because of the intensity of his gaze. You slowly try to take your hand back, he reluctantly lets go, "Sorry if this seems forward, but why are you here alone?”

"Oh, I uh.." you look away blinking, the memories of him somehow still having a hold on you.

He seems to notice this and says, "I'm sorry, I just noticed you had cried during the couple's first dance and...aish! I am so sorry! I'm making this worse.." he hides his face in his hands and peeks a look at you through his fingers looking more adorable than you thought possible, a bunny playing peek-a-boo.

You smile gently at him and pat his arm, "It's okay, but if I may ask, why are you here alone?"

He smiles, smug, "I have this bet going with my buddies, that's actually why I came to you," he confesses.

Suddenly, waiters came by and served you both a plate of food, "American Style" you remembered the invitation had said. It sure looked American, ribs, dinner rolls, mashed potatoes, and vegetables. You smiled at the memory of tasting all of the food when your friend couldn't figure out how she wanted the wedding to go. She wanted Harry's family to be comfortable since they all flew out here to Seoul so her grandmother could attend.

Jungkook pulled you out of your memory by asking, "What kind of food is this?"

You smile brightly as you explain to him about the American cuisine and he smiles laughing, "How do you know so much about all this? Are you obsessed with America or something?"

You laugh slightly and shake your head no, "I am American." You start laughing even more when you see the surprise plastered all over Jungkook’s face. "Omo, Jungkook-sshi, your food is going to fall out of your mouth."

You laugh covering up your mouth as you are still chewing some of your food. " Call me oppa and you are not American." You give him a look that says "really?" and shake your head again as you spear a carrot onto your fork, "Aish, I mean, you don't seem American to me. Wait that sounds worse."

You laugh a little more and bite off a piece of the carrot chewing thoughtfully.

"Forgive my rudeness," he begs as he bows his head to you again.

"Omo, Jungkook-ssi," you start, testing the feel of his name on your tongue again after you swallow, "I've lived in Seoul for 3 years now, and I know I look Asian..." you were going to continue when he cut you off.

"You're not Asian either?!" the disbelief written all over his face was enough to make you bust up laughing again slamming your hand down on the table throwing your head back drawing a little attention to the two of you. Once you calm down and wipe away a small tear you look towards the couple's table and smile at your best friend. She raises her eyebrows in approval and nods in your direction and you blush slightly.

Turning back to him you still smile and notice for the first time how natural it feels and you also notice the warmth radiating from him. He studies your face intently now, "How are you not Asian?"

You smirk and calmly explain, "I'm actually Mexican, though I often get asked if I'm Filipino." You smile brightly at him and watch as the wheels turn in his head. He nods slowly and smiles more.

"You can call me oppa, it’s okay. Perfect," he pulls off some meat from the bone and loads up his fork, he takes his time savoring the taste of the food and winks at you. "It's great."

You smile back and continue eating occasionally looking back at him when he comments on something in the room or asking about how something is made, even asking about you. You answer all of his questions and remember something he had said earlier. "Jungkook oppa, didn't you say you had a bet going on with your friends?"

"I did," he nods, he suddenly notices that no one is dancing, he looks back to you and cocks his eyebrow. He stands up and offers you his hand smiling down at you.

You take his hand smiling up at him, "Is this part of the bet?"

He smiles and just leads you out to the dance floor, pulling you in closer as the song starts to play from the speakers. You brave a look around you feeling embarrassed for being the only ones on the dance floor. "Relax," he soothes you.

Your breath catches in your throat as you notice how the lyrics match up to what's happening. You tentatively place your hand on his shoulder and you feel his hand on the small of your back, a new feeling of familiarity washes over you as he begins to lead you around the dance floor. You blush aware of the eyes on you two. Your friend and her husband get up and join you both and dance slowly lost in their own world. You sighed happily watching your best friend and hadn't even noticed how your head rested softly and comfortably against Jungkook’s shoulder and how his arm tightened around you.

"I made it up," you hear his quiet confession.

"Huh?" you blink up at him in confusion.

"I made up the bet as an excuse to come talk to you," he elaborates and you can barely notice the pink glow gracing his cheeks as he looked down into your eyes, "I just had to talk to you."

Somehow the dance floor was full of people now but this barely entered your awareness. Somehow, being with Jungkook made the rest of the world kind of just get tuned out. You felt yourself smile and heard yourself saying, "I'm really glad that you did."

He leaned in and softly captured your lips with his.

You blush and hide your face in his chest as you smile softly and feel a bubbling in your chest. Something akin to butterflies, but stronger. You close your eyes as Jungkook continues to twirl you both around the dance floor weaving gracefully through the other couples. When he notices he is passing by the bride and groom he stops to let you hug your best friend and to congratulate the happy couple. Again he takes you into his arms, holding you closer this time as he rests his head on yours.

The song continues to play and you do your best to commit this to memory, this feeling of feeling light on your feet and the happiness and warmth that seems to come with being wrapped up in Jungkook’s arms. You sigh again and you feel him squeeze your hand gently. You smile up at him again and can't help but feel, and know, and understand from that one look.

This is only the beginning.

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goldngguk · 5 years

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red // 07

part one of the trilogy series

warnings // jungkook falls in love uwu

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'Cause I knew I was in love with you

When we sat in silence

You must have gone mad. You’d never acted like this before. Your work always came before everything else, your romantic life included. You never let anyone distract you from what was truly important. You had discovered, though, that is is very difficult to ignore someone when it was a part of your work to spend time with them.

Jungkook had been taking up your thoughts and you couldn’t explain why. When you weren’t together, you were texting. Not that you minded, of course. In fact, you rather enjoyed his company. His goofy behavior was refreshing and it was nice to be able to relax even while working. He had been helping you with lyrics and melodies lately, something you typically figured out alone, but you were strangely very accepting of his help.

Deciding you should get back to writing, you grabbed your sheet music and lyric journal. Your mind immediately went to Jungkook and the comic relief he could bring. Pulling your phone from the charger, you set out for the main studio while texting him.

He squealed as he sat up, shoving his phone into the pocket of his jeans. He skipped into the bathroom to fix his hair and check his teeth.

"Watcha doin’?"

"Hyung!" Jungkook gasped. "You scared me!"

Jin leaned up against the door frame of the dorm room, eyebrows furrowed in confusion. "Going somewhere?"

"Just to the studio."

"Dressed like that?" He asked gesturing towards Jungkook's obviously preplanned outfit. He was wearing a yellow button-up that he tucked into his skinny jeans. He stared at the younger boy for a second before it clicked. "Any chance Y/n is joining you?" He smirked.

"Yes, hyung. She'll be there." Jungkook tried to ignore the teasing and continued focusing on his hair.

"Aw, come on JK! Leave the poor girl alone!" He joked.

"For your information, she invited me," he said. "She wants me there, so how could I say no?"

Jin laughed. "Okay, Jungkook. You have fun on your date."

“It's not a date! Hyung!"

Jin was gone, leaving Jungkook in the bathroom still running his fingers through his hair. If it wasn't a date, then why did he feel so nervous?

You stopped by the kitchen on your way to the studio to grab some breakfast. Walking into the studio, you sat down at the piano and spread out your notes. You checked your phone to see a text from Jungkook telling you he was coming before giving your attention to the keys.

He stopped just outside the door, listening to the sweet melody you played. He wasn't sure if he should just walk in or knock, not wanting to interrupt your creative flow. Slowly he slid inside and closed the door behind him, smiling when you glanced up at him.

"You look nice," you said now perfectly aware of how underdressed you were. Your sweatpants and low cut t-shirt were doing nothing for your figure. "Thanks for making me look like a walking throw pillow, I guess."

"I don't know what you're talking about." He shrugged at you while eyeing you up and down. "You look cute."

There were those butterflies again. You laughed it off and waited for him to change the subject.

"If you were hungry I could've brought you something," he said motioning to the fruit sitting on the piano you'd chosen for breakfast.

"Oh no. I'm good with this, thanks." You picked up a plum and took a bite.

"Really? You're just gonna fill up on peaches?"

"Actually, it's a plum."

He chuckled at your correction. "Oh, right. Plums. Forgive me for my mistake."

You hummed and returned your gaze to your notes.

"What was that you were playing?" He asked sitting down beside you.

"Not sure yet. Hopefully something."

"I like it. It sounds good."

"Yeah?"

He nodded. "Show me."

Your hands rose to the keys again as you played the same tune. He watched you play it over and over again, wanting to memorize every note. It was delicate and beautiful, the way you played. Much like the way he saw you. He was so mesmerized, he hadn't even noticed when his hands reached out to touch yours. He laid them down lightly, feeling your soft skin under his fingertips. You stopped playing and looked up to catch his sparkly eyes staring back at you; those deep brown eyes that made your heart speed up. It was all you could do to keep your breathing steady as you looked at him. You felt your face warm up but still couldn't get yourself to turn away.

"It's beautiful."

His voice was quiet, just barely above a whisper, sending a series of chills down your back. You noticed his eyes shift to your mouth. His lips parted and his tongue darted out to wet them. His eyes met yours again, seeming to be asking for permission.

But you knew better.

You breathed in and turned away from him, clearing your throat to collect your bearings. He looked down to his feet to try and hide the blush creeping across his face.

"So, was there anything you wanted to work on?" You asked as you attempted to ease the tension.

There is now. "I didn't have anything prepared."

"Ok. Well, you can just help me with this."

"Love to." He immediately began to play your piece note for note. While he played, he realized just how close he had come to kissing you, and that he wanted to. He really wanted to. Thinking about it made a fire erupt in his stomach. He wanted to be close to you; to touch you. He wasn't sure how long it would take to get you to see him the same way, but he was determined to try.

When Jungkook retired for the night, he couldn't stop thinking about you. Where did you learn to play like that? How did your hair always look so soft? How is it that you always smelled so good? He thought about your voice and the things you had told him about your life, smiling when he realized you trusted him. He thought about the way your skin felt when he touched you and what lotion you might use. He remembered the way you smelled, so sugary sweet. He loved that smell. He thought about the way you spoke to him and his special nickname. He wondered if he should make one for you. It was only fair.

He giggled at his thought and texted you. He didn’t care about being subtle anymore. He knew what he wanted now.

Smirking at his flirtatious behavior, he turned his phone off and set it on the table. Is this love, he wondered. He liked the way he felt when he was with you. He turned over to snuggle in his blankets and, if he was lucky, dream of you.

a.n. // okay this was short and CHEESEY. I'm so sorry I haven't written for trilogy in months, I just got so caught up in my 5 billion other ideas. I have one for Namjoon, but I think I should postpone it and work on what I have for a bit before starting a new story. LIMERENCE IS NEXT I PROMISE.

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saladejin · 5 years

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Shell | OT7

OT7 x Reader | idolverse | Fluff and poly relationships

Summary: When she’s lived in their shadow for her whole career, how will a sudden change wreak havoc in her carefully hidden life?

Word Count: 5.9k

*Request from my Ao3 series ‘Movie Night’.

Before they knew you, you were only known as the girl who writes. A hooded figure in the background, absolutely nothing to them. Nothing but the girl behind the computers making sure they all got the attention they deserved.

You watched as the Bangtan boys rose to success. From day one to ‘biggest boyband on the planet’; you were there but they didn’t know, and that was fine by you. Things were quiet…but how were you supposed to know that it would change all too quickly?

“Your article was magnificent as usual, I’ll send it to be published this afternoon,” Bang PD smiled at you from behind his thick-rimmed glasses, but you could only bow your head and look away in a show of timidness.

When people praised you, you never really knew quite what to do with yourself. This was why you kept so many of your talents hidden other than your writing. Attention was something that terrified you more often than not.

“If it’s okay I’d like to speak with Mr.Lee about the ratings from last week. Will he be here soon?” You clasped your hands together patiently.

“Ah, yes of course. You can wait over there for him, he shouldn’t be long,” Bang PD pointed to the row of cushioned chairs near the doorway. You smiled thankfully and walked over to settle in for the few remaining minutes.

You tapped your foot absent-mindedly, fingers fiddling with the hem of your skirt. Honestly you would rather be back at the studio working on that new painting you’d started last night, or even back at your laptop to finish writing the chapter of your rough novel, but your job called for attention to detail. You would have to wait to perfect that new song later…

“PD-nim! Have they finished their piece this week?”

You jerked your head up as the strange yet familiar voice piped up from somewhere in the room. Namjoon and Jimin of BTS had somehow made their way inside without you even noticing. You blinked in shock as you watched the way the two handsome boys leaned casually on their close producer’s desk.

Usually I’m the one that isn’t noticed, how come I didn’t notice them this time?

Maybe you were just too distracted in your urges to get home and do something. Your hidden sketchbooks were waiting, your feet were itching to dance to the sound of the soft music playing over the nearby speakers.

“You’re enthusiastic about her stuff every week Namjoon-ah and Jimin-ah, so luckily this week she’s right over there to answer your questions,” Bang PD chuckled while you stiffened in your seat. He should’ve known better than to put you on the spot like that.

“Huh? She?” Namjoon widened his eyes and whipped his head around to see you sitting near the entrance of the room. Jimin’s lips parted in awed shock as you straightened your posture and waved to them shyly. It was only natural that they hadn’t seen you there from the beginning, but now you were feeling slightly uncomfortable at their stunned gazes being focused on you so intently.

In the end, that was how you got to know the boys. It seemed that they had all been pretty big fans of your articles and writing pieces about the lives of idols, along with what it all meant to them, the people around them and even their fans.

Namjoon organised coffee dates for the both of you just so you could catch up when your schedules were free, which was rare by the way. You would chat about so many things ranging from pointless small talk to philosophical concepts, and the whole time you had no idea how you had missed out on befriending someone so thoughtful. Someone who had an almost intuitive understanding of so many aspects of the world he lived in.

Jimin was the first to invite you over to meet the rest of the boys. He wouldn’t shut up about how excited they all were, but you felt more nervous than anything. You had this whole secret life hidden away from the eyes of others, but if you grew close to the idols you wrote so passionately about, who was to say they wouldn’t discover these secrets and start telling people?

You were terrified, but at the same time you felt like taking the risk. If you lived an isolated life you would never be able to forgive yourself. You couldn’t let these gifts of yours hold you back from something as simple as making friends. You really couldn’t call them gifts then, could you? They would be hindrances more than anything.

The first incident occurred one night when you’d rushed over to make it just in time for dinner. Seokjin had cooked up a storm and everyone was lively due to recent album releases. You tumbled into the dorm puffing, apologising profusely for your tardiness even though no-one minded all that much.

“I made your favourite, so don’t even worry. There’s no way we’d start without you,” Seokjin murmured upon seeing your stressed out expression.

“(Y/n)-noona, why are your hands covered in paint?” Jungkook queried loudly. Your heart skipped a beat as everyone turned to look in your direction.

“Uh, I decided to dabble in arts. Only a little, it’s not great,” You smiled shyly, cursing yourself for not washing your hands and moving to clasp them together behind your back for the time being. You watched Taehyung’s eyes widen immensely at the discovery.

“You have to show me! Please tell me you have photos,” The energetic young man rushed over from where he was seated on the couch, but you were feeling overwhelmed by all the pairs of eyes trained on you all of a sudden.

“Guys settle, we should know that someone such as (Y/n) would have skills other than writing. Leave the poor girl alone,” Yoongi came to your defence luckily, and you breathed out a sigh of relief as the younger band members backed off instantly. You flashed a grateful smile towards the black-haired rapper.

Yoongi and Namjoon had been the most finely tuned to your fears and mannerisms so far. They were both perceptive enough to see when you needed help, or those rare instances when you needed attention. The amount of times you’d confided in them for a general rant or just to vent about some deep theory you’d come across numbered many.

“Sorry, but will you show us one day?” Taehyung frowned, and you could see how he was fighting with himself into not pressuring you too much.

“We’ll see, you know I have to actually be good at it first,” You laughed, feeling happier when you saw the members break into their own warm smiles.

The dinner went smoothly after that, and you had excused yourself almost instantly to the nearest bathroom, ready to scrub the various shades of greens and reds from your fingers. You hadn’t the foggiest idea on how you’d let it slip your usually attentive notice.

The second incidence happened after that one eventful day. That day when Namjoon told you how he felt.

You were hanging in his studio as he explained the ideas behind some new tracks. You couldn’t help but sigh in awe as you read through his lyrics and heard what he had in mind for the songs themselves. There were so many layers and so many feelings poured into these words. You couldn’t believe your eyes or ears.

“Sounds like you’ve got someone on your mind,” You giggled when you continued to flip through his notebook, coming across a few jumbled verses that spoke endearingly about what seemed to be one person. Your heart stuttered when you flickered your eyes to the top of the page, only to read your own name printed messily as the title.

“Wait!” Namjoon exhaled sharply and plucked the notebook from your hands, shoulders slumping in defeat as he read over what you had just seen. You felt warmth spread from your head to your toes as you thought about what had been implied through the lyrics.

“You wrote that, for me?”

Namjoon screwed his face up slightly as he smiled, dimples popping cutely.

“Yeah, sorry it’s so cheesy. I didn’t mean for you to see that…yet. Shit, I swear we were calling it something different too.”

We?

You got to your feet and crouched in front of his chair, wishing he would stop looking at the ground in his sheer bout of embarrassment. He looked into your eyes, and for the first time ever you felt as though you were the one who had to discover the secrets this man kept hidden away.

“Namjoon-ah, what are you trying to say?”

“I’m trying to say that I love you, (Y/n). But there’s something else.”

The blush danced against your cheeks as you heard him say the words you honestly hadn’t been expecting, but your tiny shy smile pursed when you caught the last part of his sentence. You both stood up and he took your hands into his own in a sweet gesture of comfort.

“We came to an agreement, the boys and I, that whoever managed to tell you first would have to let you know about the rest.”

“The rest?” You balked, trying not to lose yourself in the feeling of his slightly calloused hands cradling your own.

“The rest, as in the rest of them. We all love you, and we all came to terms with that a while ago,” Namjoon chose his words carefully, making sure there was no fear or uncertainty lingering within your eyes. He always knew how to smooth out your frayed nerves, and he always knew just how loud to speak or just how close to stand when he was with you. In this way, you were able to easily absorb and think about what had just happened.

“God, I can’t express just how happy I am to hear that,” You managed to keep calm somehow. You didn’t know how, since this was something absolutely massive and ground-breaking in general to your relationships, but in this moment you only felt happiness.

“I seriously believe I love all of you too, in different ways. I didn’t think it was romantically but now that you’ve told me I think it just might be…”

You shakily took a seat as Namjoon rubbed your shoulders soothingly. Words could not convey the admiration, respect and affection you held for this man. When you thought about every single one of them actually, these emotions still showed stronger than ever. You had finally come to terms with what your heart had been trying to tell you for so long.

As mentioned before, the second incident occurred a day after this discovery. After a night of celebration and conversation with all the members, you had all agreed to be in a relationship together. It sounded messy and way too open-ended, but none of you could wish for anything more or less.

The setting was then the all too familiar dance studio. This was the room full of floor-length mirrors that had basically become their second home. It was a room you spoke about quite frequently in your endeavours to capture the lives of K-pop idols. Their efforts were written into the various marks littering the floor, yet their successes were found deeply embedded within their very bones.

“Thanks for helping me with practice,” Jimin smiled as he took a swig from his drink bottle. You had been watching him dance to various songs while letting him know what seemed to need improving. You didn’t think you were being helpful at all, but he apparently thought you were the all-knowing God when it came to dancing.

Before you could reply, a certain song started playing from his queue in the playlist. Your mind short-circuited because it was the singular song you had been learning a routine for following its recent release. Subconsciously, you leapt to your feet and felt your toes twitching in your shoes to start moving through the steps. You internally screamed at your apparent ‘muscle memory’, for there was no way you could actually dance while Jimin was there with you.

Jesus, how embarrassing.

To your dismay, the young man had noticed your burst of energy too quickly.

“You wanna dance? Come on!” His eyes gleamed with surprise and enthusiasm, and you honestly couldn’t blame him since all the boys had no idea about what activities you took part in outside of your writing.

“You know I can’t dance, silly,” You snorted, a fiery blush licking at your cheeks in discomfiture. Jimin smiled a knowing smile, completely used to your shyness by now and always ready to cheer you up.

“Let me teach you,” He murmured while pulling you closer to his body. You sighed, but decided to give in because you adored how attentive your boyfriend was to your feelings. Somehow he just knew you were itching to sway to the beat of the music.

Yeah, sway. That’s all they’ve seen me do, and that’s all they will see.

Well, that was what you told yourself, but it really was hard to contain your inner beast when this particular song was playing. You’d heard it so many times over the past week it was basically ingrained into your skull, and its lyrics could probably be found etched into some kind of surface there. Right there, in that jumbled mess of a mind.

“Just move like this, I’m right behind you,” Jimin purred once more. You were snapped out of your trance as you thought about what was happening. You forgot it was a slow and sexy type of vibe, but now you were solidly reminded as Jimin’s hands wound their way down your sides and hips. Suddenly your breathing shallowed as heated excitement took over a good portion of your thoughts.

The way Jimin was languidly following your movements with his own caused you to catch your lower lip between your teeth. His stage persona had come out to play, and he did not play nice apparently. You glimpsed into the mirror to watch how his eyes trailed your body, a body which was merely clad in sport shorts and a singlet thanks to how hot of a night it was outside.

“Now when the chorus starts, that’s when the girl lifts this leg,” Jimin continued in a low tone, fingers reaching the skin of your thigh and smoothing sinfully along the length of it. You didn’t have the heart to tell him that you already knew what to do, but you also weren’t in the right mindset to do so. Instead, you were focused on the feeling of his body pressing against yours as you moved to the beat of the song.

You were lost in a haze as you snapped your head to the side, leaning lower to fit into the crook of his neck and gazing into his eyes with a half-lidded stare. It was all part of the choreography, but both of you seemed to forget that as the atmosphere completely swallowed you up.

“Then you…” Jimin began in a whisper, but trailed off into a breathy groan when you suddenly let your body roll once to the heavy bass. At this point your muscles were following the routine you’d memorised over and over again. Your arm reached up to curl around him until your fingertips were brushing against the hairs on the back of his neck.

The lust filtered away from Jimin’s features as surprise took over. He lifted his arm and felt his jaw drop slightly as you spun in exactly the right direction, body fluidly lowering and hips swinging in exactly the right way. It had only been a few beats, but you quickly regained control of yourself as you saw Jimin raising his brows in slight shock.

“Shit, I have to be home for…something,” You panted as you removed yourself from his somewhat sweaty body. You still felt the arousal from the dancing earlier on, but now you were too scared of embarrassing yourself in front of him to try and get any further. Plus nobody really wanted to fuck in a dancing studio.

Who cares if maybe I do just a little tiny bit?

“Wait, (Y/n)-noona do you have to go now?” Jimin shook his head sharply as if snapping out of his thoughts, a slight sadness clouding his once lively gaze. You felt guilty, but you had to get away before you lost control of your own limbs.

“Yeah, family want to call and everything,” You smiled through the pain of the lie, glad that he seemed to accept the story without question.

Well aren’t I just the most terrible person on this planet.

“O-Okay, but I don’t know what you mean by ‘can’t dance’. Just then I saw-”

“I really can’t, sorry for messing up,” You giggled, trying to make a joke of the situation. The boy looked a bit frustrated, but let you go without another word. Only leaning in for a short and sweet kiss as a farewell.

God, you loved him to bits, but you just couldn’t expose yourself yet. You were too petrified of what people would think once they found out about everything you did. You knew you were terrible for considering such things, but it was in your nature to overthink sometimes. Hoseok and Seokjin had begun to help you groove out those annoying habits, but everyone knew nothing changed overnight.

Things with your relationships went smoothly once more. You still had regular dinners and even special date nights that the boys had planned. It worked out with one member using one day of the week, if either party wanted to take the other out for the night they had to use that one specific day unless exceptions were made. This way, there were no clashes with plans and communication was easy and effective for everyone involved. Plus, the other guys could clear out for the night to allow for some ‘alone time’ for you and whoever you were with, either with or without the addition of others if you were feeling particularly wild.

The next little incidents happened without you even noticing, and you didn’t find out until much later down the track.

“Has anyone noticed how great (Y/n) is at singing?” Jungkook spoke while waiting for Yoongi to finally find a TV station to settle on. You suddenly froze in your motion of lifting a spoon to your waiting lips, soup forgotten as your eyes blew wide.

“Yeah, how could you not know? We’ve all caught little snippets of it,” Hoseok tutted, smoothly swinging his body around to plop onto the couch beside everyone else. You were the only one seated at the table instead, and the fact that they were speaking as if you weren’t there unnerved you slightly.

“I heard her one day when she thought she was alone because she had headphones in, but it was really quiet,” Taehyung announced, amused eyes sliding over to your direction in a subtle tease.

“Hey! Why did no-one mention this?” You whined and accidently let your spoon fall into your bowl noisily. They all chuckled as you swore and shook some droplets of hot soup from your fingers.

“It’s not that big of a deal. Unless you’re hiding something,” Jimin piped in from the other couch. One eyebrow of his was cocked knowingly, and you narrowed your eyes in suspicion when his smirk grew wider.

“What do you mean Jimin-ah?” Seokjin’s eyes flickered from face to face as he tried to figure out what was going on.

“Yeah, I only meant to say something but now you’ve made it weird,” Jungkook hummed, finally tearing his attention away from the changing television channels.

“It’s not weird,” Jimin responded, taking note of your slightly scared expression. None of them wanted to make you uncomfortable, but you’d known them for a while now so it wasn’t a shock to discover they enjoyed making you squirm from time to time. Little shits, they are.

“I just have reason to believe there’s more to our (Y/n) than she lets on.”

The room fell silent as you slurped your soup obnoxiously, relieved that you weren’t feeling as perturbed as you probably would have a year ago. You were content with letting them speculate for a while. You’d most likely even find some childish enjoyment in letting them make fools of themselves.

Yeah, because they’re not finding out shit.

“That she can sing really well? I don’t get it,” Yoongi grumbled without taking his eyes from the remote control in his hands. Obviously he was a little curious too, but he chose to not dwell on the matter.

“And dan-”

“I can’t even! I think you guys are buttering me up a bit here,” You cut Jimin off hurriedly, a nervous laugh ripping from you as you gulped down the last dregs of your meal. The boys now all focused on you as you moved to deposit your dishes in the sink conspicuously.

“Okay, she’s suspicious,” Taehyung agreed with his hyung. The vocalist pursed his lips and you whirled around to see every single one of them eyeing you in interest. The only reason you weren’t feeling uncomfortable or pressured was because they were all doing it with smiles or smirks plastered on their faces.

“What do you want from me?” You huffed, hands finding your hips in a feign show of irritation.

“Sing for us?” Jungkook grinned cheekily.

“Come here and we’ll show the boys the routine you helped me with,” Jimin quipped with a lazily extended hand.

“Wait…now that I think about it, you paint too don’t you?” Taehyung gasped.

Now you were feeling the apprehension, but surprisingly you didn’t hate it. They were so close to finding out everything, but without the much needed proof their endeavours were fruitless in the end.

“Have you been hiding stuff from us jagi?” Seokjin’s eyes twinkled mischievously. He was just as eager as the others to pry something juicy from you. Hoseok and Yoongi were exchanging whispers, which made you wonder if they were trying to formulate some sort of plan. Namjoon had observed without a word so far, but even he wouldn’t help you now. You could clearly see how the rapper was watching you with an intensely probing stare and the slight quirk of his lips made his amusement evident.

“Not at all. I’m not hiding,” You stated confidently.

You were sure of your words, because honestly you weren’t trying to hide away. You just chose not to outwardly express your talents. You were refraining from showcasing yourself. Well, that was what you told yourself, but you couldn’t deny you were being a bit of a coward by running away from it all.

“Show us something babe,” Taehyung got to his feet with hands held open towards you comfortingly. You smirked as you watched all their curious stares flick back between the two of you eagerly.

“Sorry,” You coughed dryly, “I think I’ve come down with something!”

You chuckled to yourself as you made your way to the door of the dormitory, ignoring their calls of protest and blowing a kiss to where they were all scrambling to their feet in the lounge area.

“I’ll see you later my loves,” Was what you left them with before dashing away from the door. You were trembling with laughter and glee at your new discovery. The discovery of how enjoyable it was to tease them for a change.

“Um, so are we gonna spy on her or what?” Taehyung cleared his throat purposefully, eyebrows raised as if daring someone to challenge him.

“What? No! Are you insane?” Seokjin hissed.

“Yeah, that would be too much of an invasion of privacy. Tae, we of all people should know about that,” Everyone watched as Namjoon shook his head and sighed. The same things were running through all seven minds.

“Surely watching from the sidelines would be harmless. How else are we going to see her talents?” Hoseok pouted slightly, brows creased in deep thought.

“There’s no way she’ll open up unless we do something.”

“Have you guys ever thought maybe letting her feel comfortable enough to show us is a perfectly good method?” Yoongi drawled, but it seemed to fall on deaf ears.

“I’ll install my camera somewhere in her house…”

“Good plan bro, oh the bedroom sounds nice doesn’t it…”

“You guys are so bad, but I’m definitely in…”

Yoongi could only sigh in defeat at the mutterings of the youngest members. This whole thing was clearly a joke and banter, but the eldest rapper felt his mind being annoyingly occupied. He wanted you to trust him enough to show him naturally, but even he knew that wasn’t really going to happen without some form of intervention.

“Be quiet, let’s just talk to her like normal human beings. We know she’s shy,” Seokjin spoke; a voice of reason amongst the chaos.

The boys agreed, seeing that it was the most logical option provided so far. They loved you too much to force you into it, but maybe if they were kind and mature about it they would make some progress.

Or so they had thought.

What they hadn’t expected was the truth to smack them right in the nose on one second eventful night.

“She would’ve forgotten!”

“No way, girls remember anniversaries and stuff, don’t you know anything hyung?” Jungkook clicked his tongue.

The boys chuckled as Seokjin blinked in shock, not expecting the sudden snap from their youngest member. Obviously it was a joke, but the group always found humour in teasing. Especially when they were as nervous as they were currently.

“We’re the ones surprising her anyway, don’t be shocked if she’s a bit spooked,” Hoseok warned with a tinge of amusement lightening his tone.

It had been a year since you’re polyamorous relationship had set sail, and all eight of you were the happiest group of people alive. Yes, you all had your ups and downs with them being idols and you being a shy author, but everything had worked so well and you had each found some sense of belonging together as one item.

The thing was…

You hadn’t forgotten at all, but the boys didn’t let you know of any plans they had. You’d tried asking subtlety a few days ago, but Namjoon had avoided the question as if it was a plague while the others pretended not to hear. You were confused and very irritated to say the least.

Did this mean they didn’t want to celebrate it? You’d stopped mentioning it after that because you didn’t want to impose too much, but now you were cursing your reluctant nature. You needed to step up your game and have some say for once!

I will. Later I’ll crash their dorms and interrupt their night for a surprise celebration. I’ll even bring food!

You smiled at the weirdly evil sounding plan, but the annoyance still came crashing into you at the thought of them not caring enough to warrant any kind of acknowledgement for the special day. You had to release your inner frustration somehow.

Outside, the boys took their final breaths of anticipation before knocking on your door. Yoongi held a bunch of beautiful pale lilies while Taehyung grasped an expensive and decorative box of Belgian chocolates. Jimin and Seokjin both held little wrapped boxes which contained gifts of precious jewellery, and Jungkook and Hoseok had the scented cards which contained every heartfelt message the seven of them could think of.

When no-one answered, they exchanged looks of confusion and dread.

“Is she out?” Jungkook pondered. Jimin widened his eyes in sorrow and regret as he thought of you making plans by yourself, possibly believing they had forgotten the significance of the day.

“This is why we shouldn’t do surprises!”

“No, she would let us know. She’s not that quick to assume and act like that,” Yoongi furrowed his brows.

The others nodded in agreement and Namjoon reached out tentatively towards the door handle. Their suspicions were confirmed as the door swung open widely, letting them know that you were home and safe.

“This is kind of reminding me about that ‘breach of privacy’ you mentioned?” Taehyung quipped with a cheeky smile before following the rest inside. Namjoon only graced him with an eye roll.

“(Y/n)? Sorry for the intrusion!” Seokjin called, not really knowing why he and the others were bowing slightly. They were used to your personality and antics, so this seemed a bit overboard but what could they do when they were trying to please you with a surprise? They didn’t want to ruin all their hard work.

“She probably thought we didn’t care, so she’s ignoring us,” Jungkook muttered, not really liking the familiar house being as silent as it was.

“Wait,” Hoseok held up a finger.

Maybe not so silent.

The boys left the gifts and flowers on the nearby bench to investigate the soft sound of music coming from a set of stairs leading downwards. The catchy bass grew louder as they gathered at the foot of the staircase, yet more looks were exchanged.

“How come we never noticed this? Has this always been here?” Jimin breathed in awe as he craned his neck to see further down.

“I think so. We just never asked,” Namjoon hummed.

They were reluctant to head down, but the curiosity was too overwhelming of an urge to ignore. They filed down the stairs despite the sheer amount of people in their group. Luckily for them, there was another small hallway before they were met with a shiny glass door. It was the door to your studio.

“No fucking way,” Taehyung murmured, and earned a slap from Seokjin.

Seven pairs of eyes observed the large warehouse-like room that you’d craftily kept hidden from them right underneath your home. There was a large open floor space on one half with a floor-length mirror, but on the other side there were all kinds of artistic trinkets and equipment gathered to look like a small workshop. There were shelves of supplies and even a large safe installed into the far wall. The room was magnificent and obviously worn down with years of use.

They observed your form standing in front of an easel, wrist flicking snappily as you unleashed your emotions onto the poor canvas. Some couldn’t help gasping as they saw the amazingly vibrant and abstract artwork you’d created so far. Taehyung felt his feet itching to rush inside and question you, or praise you, or anything at all. You were absolutely breathtaking, and you were an enigma that they had all struggled over for so long. Now you were being read out to them.

Then everything drew to a halt as they heard the music change.

“Hey, this is the dance routine I was talking about,” Jimin inhaled sharply, wanting to burst with excitement but trying to avoid getting scolded by his elders at the same time.

“Look at her go!” Hoseok brought his hands up to cover his mouth in shock as you moved away from the paints. The loud music filled the room as you drifted to the practice space, the song not even giving you a chance to protest as you let your anger fuel your movements.

You looked into the mirror wistfully as the silent beats leading up to the chorus sounded. Your fingers were splashed with an assortment of colours, but you couldn’t bring yourself to care while you unpinned your hair from its clip and let it cascade over your shoulders.

“She’s beautiful,” Namjoon slipped before clearing his throat. The boys chuckled to themselves, but they all agreed without argument that you were the most entrancing thing they had ever seen when you began dancing.

Your hips moved along with your arms. Your eyes glazed over with emotion as you flew through the racy choreography as if it were nothing at all, fingers raking through your hair and your body gyrating as if living the moment. The boys couldn’t tear their gazes away as they watched your performance, not even being able to question how you’d possibly done it all while dressed as casually as you were.

They were rendered speechless as your lips suddenly parted for the female’s first lines. Your loud, raspy growl of a voice pricked at their ears and they held their breaths in absolute wonderment. The maturity and soulfulness of your voice swept them off their feet as you belted out the clearest note you’d ever actually managed.

Then came the male’s part. The rap.

“There’s no way this is happening right? This is real?” Seokjin stuttered, being the first to break the tensed silence out in the airy hallway with bulging eyes. Everyone felt as if they’d been jerked out of some kind of lusty daydream, but they were all brought careening back as your voice reached out to them again.

“She’s rapping!”

“What…”

Their gasps died away as your tongue spat syllables at a speed they couldn’t even imagine. There’s no way they would’ve been able to expect this hard-hitting rap from someone like you, it just wasn’t fathomable at this point. You took deep breaths but finished off the verse flawlessly, taking the time to press your palms to the mirror and glare at yourself dangerously before snapping out of the haze. The song changed and you smoothed your hair back, finally letting your lips quirk into a proud smile due to perfecting the routine yet again.

“Someone tell me why my eyes are leaking,” Yoongi choked as he moved away from the window suddenly. Everything you had just done…he couldn’t believe what his eyes and ears had revealed to him. It was something he rarely saw because just then, you were so full of energy and spirit. He just wanted to run inside, kiss you passionately and tell you exactly how well you were doing. How seeing what he had just seen had deepened the love contained within his heart for you, knowing the time and effort you put into everything you did was so heartbreakingly relatable. He just hated the fact that letting you know would absolutely humiliate you, and it wasn’t just him who felt that way.

They all wanted to shower you with their adoration and respect, but this wasn’t right.

“I think we can all feel how serious this is,” Namjoon breathed in an awed tone, eyes glimmering with emotion as he backed away from the door. The others followed without a word as they made their way back up the stairs.

“I don’t want to hide things from her, but I think this really is something she’s coming to terms with herself, her own confidence,” Jimin said, still breathless and in shock. The few seconds he had witnessed in the practice room ages ago was nothing compared to this.

“We’ll let her come out of her shell when she’s ready, it’s the right thing to do,” Taehyung suggested meekly. The boys stood like stones in the main living room as they contemplated how to go about it all.

“A little nudge is all she needs,” Seokjin spoke, breaking the tension with a warm smile.

“Let’s help her get there.”

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Hope you liked this request. Feel free to leave any feedback, as I’m working hard to start writing better. Go check out my ao3 for more stuff! I appreciate everyone who gives it a go.

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shortsunshineposts · 5 years

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BTS as Students

Jungkook

Jungkook sat in front of you in almost every class you were taking. He also fell asleep in almost every class you were taking. It frustrated you to no end. Not only did he not pay attention, but he aced every exam and every paper, while you struggled along with the rest of the class. On this particular day he was slumped in his chair passed out as usual. Your professor was lecturing about some dead guy who wasn’t all that interesting. You were staring blankly at your book when all the sudden a mop of brown hair broke your trance. Jungkook had leaned back so far his head was now resting up on your desk in front of you. You scoffed annoyed at his antics. You looked down at his sleeping face ready to poke his stupid nose to wake him up, but you stopped when you saw his soft features. His partially parted lips, his deep breaths, his lightly closed eyes. You found yourself brushing his bangs out of his face and carding your fingers through his hair. He just looked so peaceful. You eventually lose interest in the lecture entirely and begin to see how many pens you could balance on his forehead without waking him up. It was adorable. Just as you were about to place the last of your pens on the tower you’ve created the lecture ends and his eyes flutter open. Sitting up about eight pens fell into lap. You sat back in your chair hand covering your mouth your cheeks burning. He begins to laugh and turns to you.

“These are yours i’m guessing.” He said placing the pens on your desk. “Maybe you’ll get higher next time.” He winked at you as he left the class.

Namjoon

You walked into your class and sat down at your spot in the front of the room. You began taking out your laptop and your study materials ready to focus for the next hour. Sat down next to you was Kim Namjoon, he was the smartest kid in class, well aside from you of course. He took out his notebook and pens. His notes looked like those notes you see on pinterest or tumblr. It was organized, color coded, and he had the neatest handwriting. The only difference between those notes and his were the song lyrics and poems that filled the edges of the pages. Bits and pieces of various works, some from well known works others original. You loved to steal his notes whenever you were absent from class in order to take a peek at his writing. He really did have a way with words. Today he had his hair pushed back revealing his forehead and dark rimmed glasses framed his face. He concentrated on the page in front of him jotting down his latest masterpiece in the margins. You hadn’t realized you were staring until he was waving a hand in front of your face.

“Y/n?” He said leaning his head down to meet your stare.

“What? Oh sorry must’ve spaced out.” You said shaking your head, a light dusting of pink on your cheeks.

“If you really want to hear my writing we should hang out after class.” He said smiling at you, dimples prominent. “Trust me they’re a lot better strung together.”

Jin

You walked into class just as the clock hit the hour, not a minute early or a minute late. Unfortunately most of the class had already got there and the only seat left was in the back. You sat down next a taller boy with wide shoulders. It looked like he was already browsing the web with his notes pushed to one side before the professor had even started talking. You settled in getting ready for the next hour to go by. The lecture was lackluster, your professor was very old and very boring. About half of the class was on their phones or Netflix part way in.

“Next we’ll be talking about exponential equations.” Your Professor said switching powerpoints.

“Exponential equations are a pain in my asymptote.” The boy next to you huffed. You couldn’t help but giggle at his pun. He smiled lightly at his computer screen. He opened up a second document and chose a large font big enough so you could see it. He began typing out the most ridiculous puns you had ever seen. Dad level bad. You couldn’t help but laugh, you held your hand over your mouth and hid your face behind your computer screen trying not to disrupt the class. The boy seemed to be just as amused at his own jokes.

My name’s Jin he typed out we should sit next to each other more often :)

Jimin

Front row right in front of the board, that was where I always sat. It wasn’t cause I was short or I had trouble seeing. No, no it definitely wasn’t that. My grades just couldn't be what they are if I was sitting back any farther. I took out my notebook like usual and opened it to where we left off. Sketches and doodles adorned the pages amongst poorly written notes and messy handwriting. The seat next to me always sat empty, always. It sat up against the wall and the professor’s computer setup was right in front of it. It was a very undesirable seat. It was almost impossible to see the whole board. The clock hit the hour and the professor began to get ready. Suddenly from the back of the class a girl walked in, she quickly walked up the front of the room and handed the professor a note. I had never seen her before. If I had I’d remember, she was gorgeous.

“Welcome to the class Miss y/n.” The professor looked around the classroom. “Jimin.” I looked up from my notes.

“Yes professor?”

“The seat next to you is usually vacant, y/n will be sitting next to you from now on. Please help her catch up with notes or anything else she may need.”

“O-okay.” I said. My pulse sped up and my hand felt a little sweaty. She took a seat next to me, I smiled at her.

“Sorry you got stuck with me, I hope you didn’t mind getting volunteered like that. I’m y/n.” She said apologetically.

“It’s alright, I don’t mind.” She took out her notebook which was covered in artwork. Much like the art that covered my own. “I think this will work out just fine.”

Taehyung

“Pleaseee tell me you watched the new episode last night.” Taehyung begged of you as you went to take your seat next to his.

“Tae, we had a ten page paper due today.” You rolled your eyes at him. “And you know your girl waited until last night to write it, so no I did not get to watch it.”

“Ehhh ten pages is nothing y/n. In fact I wrote it while watching.” He said clearly proud of himself.

“Well not all of us can multitask like you do.” You rolled your eyes at him.

“Well it’s a good thing you have me then cause your gonna watch it now whether you like it or not. Don’t worry I’ll take notes for the both of us.” He winked at you. Your cheeks turned a little pink at his gesture.

“Tae no offense but your notes never make sense to anyone but you.”

“Pleaseeeee.” He looked at you with puppy dog eyes.

“Fine, I’ll watch but you have to make your handwriting legible.” You caved, he was too cute for his own good.

“Deal!” He said already placing his laptop in front of you.

Yoongi

Gym class was the worst. Why you even had to take a gym class as a college student was beyond you. Sports were not your thing, the only hand eye coordination you had was with a gaming controller and even that was subpar. Today’s torture, basketball. Had you ever made a basket before? Nope. Was today gonna change that probably not. You opted to stay off to the side bouncing the ball to make it look like you were participating. You looked over at all the other kids in your class. One of them being Min Yoongi. He was a quiet kid kept mostly to himself except for a few close friends. Surprisingly he was doing really well playing against other students much taller than him. When class was over you decided to hang back for a moment, you weren’t sure why, but you stood in front of one of the baskets.

“What are you doing?” A voice came from behind you. You turned around startled. It was Yoongi. “I saw you during class today, standing by yourself, you looked like you didn’t even want to touch the ball.”

“I uh, sports really aren’t my thing.” You looked at your feet.

“You want me to show you how?”

“What?” You looked up at him.

“How to shoot dummy.” He smirked. “Here.” He placed the ball in your hands and showed you where to hold it. He moved you a little closer to the hoop for safe measure and demonstrated what you should do. It took a few tries, but eventually the ball made it into the hoop.

“See? You’re not that bad.” He flashed you a quick gummy smile. “Let me know if you need help with anything else.” He said leaving just as quietly as he came in.

Hoseok

“Hey there good looking.” Hoseok said as you sat down next to him.

“Oh hush.” You say back lightly hitting him. “I can’t believe I have to sit next to you in another class.” You shook your head.

“Your so mean to me.” He gasped, hand grasping his chest. “Too bad you love me too much.”

“Yeah too bad.” You rolled your eyes. Hoseok was in a few of your classes. Though to the outside eye it might look like there’s bad blood between you two he was one of your closest friends and you were happy he had to suffer through all this with you. He made class actually somewhat interesting, mostly by never shutting up and talking to you the whole time, mostly through text. Professors hated him because even though he never paid attention he always answered their questions correctly. It was a superpower.

“So you admit it you do love me!” He said hugging you.

“Get off me loser.” You said pushing him off you. A few minutes after class started your phone buzzed.

For real tho you look amazing today ❤️

#bts reaction #bts reactions #bts #bangtan #bts senarios #bts imagines #bts senario #bts imagine #namjoon #jin #hoseok #yoongi #jimin #taehyung #jungkook #bts fanfiction #bts fanfic

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rnufharose · 5 years

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Love Yourself (Bangtan and EXO fanfiction/SehunxOC)

DISCLAIMER: These gifs don’t belong to me! They belong to their original owner!

Chapter 8

The day had finally come for the award show. I was seated in the changing room, having put on the dress Ji-woo had made for me. It was a black skater dress with half sleeves, a white collar embroidered with red flowers and leather belt, paired with black heels. My stylist had flat ironed my hair and proceeded to do my makeup. In the mirror, I spotted the boys also dressed in outfits similar to the color scheme of my dress.

Namjoon was in a white and black jacket with an immaculate shirt, and red pants, while Jin wore an open red flannel button down with a t-shirt and black cargo pants. Yoongi was in a beanie, a red hoodie and shorts and Hoseok wore a black jacket with white stripes along the collar over a black button-down with small white and red print, and dark ripped skinny jeans. Jimin was in a blazer with a red button down and slacks, and Taehyung's outfit was similar to Yoongi's but he wore a black cap with the tongue backward and black pants. Jungkook wore a red flannel jacket with many zippers and a white t-shirt with ripped dark skinny jeans.

"Looks like we're ready," I said after thanking the stylist and leaving my chair, facing the boys, who took in my appearance. They all sucked in a breath, eyes wide before the broke into beaming grins.

"You look cute, Ha-Neul," Jimin said sweetly. "This is the first time I've seen you in a dress. You should wear them more often."

"Do you think the audience will be alright with a girl in your group?" I smiled uneasily. "I'm still a little worried..."

"Our manager did the right thing with putting you with us," Jungkook spoke. "And we aren't going to let out little sister be sad. Today is her debut and we're going to show them just how talented she is."

"You're up!" We heard someone call out from the open door and the distant cheers of the audience came from outside.

"Looks like we gotta go," Namjoon smirked before pumping a fight. "Remember: Fighting!"

"Fighting!" We all shouted before leaving the changing room and walking into the hallway.

The hall was already bursting with heat, and the audience was holding lights in their hands. We walked onto the stage, the intro music in our ears as we met the gazes of the audience. So this was what it felt like to be on stage in front of so many people. I could feel the butterflies in my stomach and up front were where other idols were seated. I spotted Red Velvet, NCT, TWICE, BLACKPINK, and even EXO. Each male was dressed in expensive suits, some just wearing vests with no shirts. As I looked each member over, my eyes landed on Sehun, who wore an all black suit with a shirt of the same color underneath. His hair was shocked back with several strands framing his face, and he too couldn't look away from my gaze.

I couldn't deny how sexy he looked. Whoever his stylist is, they did such a great job making a sweet and sincere man resonate with sex appeal. However, now wasn't the time to stare. I had to focus, listening as the crowd screamed as they welcomed me into the industry. We all got on line and introduced ourselves as the intro music continued.

"Kim Namjoon," he blew a kiss.

"Kim Seokjin!" He made finger guns.

"Min Yoongi," he posed.

"Jeon Hoseok!" He sang, warmth in his smile.

"Park Jimin," he raises his hands.

"Kim Taehyung," he winked before making a cute expression.

"Jeon Jungkook," he crosses his arms, making an okay sign.

"Cho Ha-Neul," I introduced myself before we began the opening choreography for Fake Love.

[Intro: Ha-Neul, V, Jungkook] For you, I could pretend like I was happy when I was sad For you, I could pretend like I was strong when I was hurt I wish love was perfect as love itself I wish all my weaknesses could be hidden I grew a flower that can't be bloomed in a dream that can't come true

[Hook: Jimin, Jin] I'm so sick of this fake love, fake love, fake love I'm so sorry but it's fake love, fake love, fake love

[Verse 1: RM, RM & Jungkook, J-Hope] I wanna be a good man, just for you I gave the world, just for you I changed everything, just for you But I dunno me, Who are you? The forest just for us, you weren't there The route I took, I forgot I even became quite unsure of who I was Try babbling into the mirror, who the heck are you?

[Pre-Chorus: Jimin, Jin] For you, I could pretend like I was happy when I was sad For you, I could pretend like I was strong when I was hurt I wish love was perfect as love itself I wish all my weaknesses could be hidden I grew a flower that can't be bloomed in a dream that can't come true

[Chorus: Ha-Neul, Jungkook, V] Love you so bad, love you so bad Mold a pretty lie for you Love it's so mad, love it's so mad Try to erase myself and make me your doll Love you so bad, love you so bad Mold a pretty lie for you Love it's so mad, love it's so mad Try to erase myself and make me your doll

[Hook: Jimin, Jin] I'm so sick of this fake love, fake love, fake love I'm so sorry but it's fake love, fake love, fake love

[Verse 2: RM, Suga] Why you sad? I don't know. I don't know Smile, say 'I love you' Look at me, even I gave up on myself Even you can't understand me You say I'm unfamiliar, changed into the one you used to like You say I'm not myself which you knew well No? What do you mean no? I'm blind Love? What the heck is love? It's all fake love

[Bridge: Jimin, Jin] Woo, I dunno, I dunno, I dunno why Woo, even I, even I don't know myself Woo, I just know, I just know, I just know why Cuz it's all fake love, fake love, fake love

[Chorus: Jungkook, Jimin] Love you so bad, love you so bad Mold a pretty lie for you Love it's so mad, love it's so mad Try to erase myself and make me your doll Love you so bad, love you so bad Mold a pretty lie for you Love it's so mad, love it's so mad Try to erase myself and make me your doll

[Hook: Ha-Neul, Jin] I'm so sick of this fake love, fake love, fake love I'm so sorry but it's fake love, fake love, fake love

[Outro: Jimin/V, Jungkook/Jin/Ha-Neul] For you, I could pretend like I was happy when I was sad For you, I could pretend like I was strong when I was hurt I wish love was perfect as love itself I wish all my weaknesses could be hidden I grew a flower that can't be bloomed in a dream that can't come true

From covering our ears, mouths, and eyes, from Hoseok and Jungkook's mirror to my and Jin interlocking our arms, reaching out up above, I felt my heart beat synchronize with the audience, and from the corner of my eyes, I found Sehun hadn't averted his intense gaze from me—not once. The choreography had come naturally to me as if I had been a part of this group for a much longer time. It seemed people accepted me as a member of Bangtan while the confetti fell onto the stage. I smiled with content, turning to look at the maknae of EXO, my raised hand becoming a finger heart, the crowd yelling at the top of their lungs due to my gesture. Little did they know that it was meant for him.

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Sehun was immersed in the performance, the debut of Bangtan's newest member imprinted into his memory. He had seen the choreography of Fake Love many times before but with Ha-Neul dancing with them, it breathed new life into the group, the audience and himself. Nor did he look away from her. He studied the way she moved so gracefully, heavy emotions in her gaze as she conveyed the lyrics into her choreography. From what it looked like, much like him, she focused on the emotion of the dance and song as he did.

He licked his lips, eyes drifting along her face and hair, taking in her petite frame and creamy slender legs, only to find she met his gaze once again, and she gave him a finger heart. He wasn't sure how to feel. His face flared and his pulse throbbed in his neck. The screaming crowd accepted their newest member and adored her gesture, but that gesture was meant only for him.

"Why are you so beautiful?" He muttered to himself as he watched Bangtan leave the stage.

"She's really good," Chen hummed in amazement.

"She has a beautiful voice too," Kyungsoo added.

"Looks like they've got another talented member in their group," Kai spoke proudly before standing. "Come on. We're going next." He looked toward BLACKPINK, and have Jennie some finger hearts and she laughed, returning the gesture as they made their way to the stage, the intro music playing while Bangtan took their seats in the audience.

Sehun exhaled softly, and he made sure to keep a composed expression for this show, and he wasn't going to look away from Ha-Neul. He wanted her to see what he was like on stage. He stood back to back with Kai, his piercing eyes resting on Bangtan's only female member, and he noticed the way she froze, her eyes focused solely on him.

Look at me. Only at me, jagi, Sehun thought to himself as the song began.

[Verse 1: Baekhyun] Aiming at each other so coldly In that voice with a sharp edge It is only full of suffocating things Oh oh oh oh oh Aye ye

[Refrain: Chen] With eyes covered, like that Hearts of each other that are shut tight It struggles to look away

[Pre-Chorus: Kai, Xiumin] Ah, burning deep inside As if it will split I am getting breathless I am thirsty Pouring this one glass full As if it will overflow This dangerous night, I

[Chorus: Chen, All, Kai] It's the love shot Na nanana nananana Na nanana nanana Na nanana nananana Oh oh oh oh oh It's the love shot Na nanana nananana Na nanana nanana Na nanana nananana Oh oh oh oh oh It's the love shot

[Verse 2: Suho] Twisted love and hate Those beautiful memories It is dyed in white Little by little it yellows away

[Refrain: D.O] Everyday it gets deeper, calm down Hurtful words and A darkly burned heart, where is love? Yeah yeah yeah yeah

[Pre-Chorus: Chanyeol, Sehun, Both] Covering my eyes and ears Though I forcefully wander, in the end the answer is love I make my empty stomach full with too much ego The compassion of one empty glass Now fill it again, lift it up, everyone

[Chorus: Suho, All, Xiumin] It's the love shot Na nanana nananana Na nanana nanana Na nanana nananana Oh oh oh oh oh It's the love shot Na nanana nananana Na nanana nanana Na nanana nananana Oh oh oh oh oh It's the love shot

[Bridge 1: D.O, Suho] People come and people go Frozen in this world, you and I The blunt emotions We are slowly getting used to it

[Bridge 2: Baekhyun/Sehun, Chanyeol/Sehun] My heart burns Parched, in that splitting trust I douse myself with you, filling the gaps You light fire to my flickering heart Yeah

Finger guns, the roll of their shoulders and bodies, the seduction in their voices and emotions, Sehun wasn't letting her look anywhere else. While the boys in Bangtan conversed about their performance with grins of interest, even when Jimin tried asking Ha-Neul about her thoughts on their performance, she was speechless.

That was what Sehun wanted. He wanted her to forget everything and make it seem like it was only the two of them in the concert hall. When his hyungs crouched during the pre-chorus, he stood in the middle, pointing his fingers toward Ha-Neul, as if the song was about him and her.

His heart was burning and his mouth was dry, and as the outro played, he fired another finger gun like the choreography made clear, aiming at Ha-Neul and firing. He was falling... falling for her, and he hoped she would catch him.

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#bts #kim namjoon #kim seokjin #min yoongi #jeon hoseok #park jimin #kim taehyung #jeon jungkook #Fake Love #exo #suho #chen #xiumin #beakhyun #kai #kyungsoo #chanyeol #sehun

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so this is my first time ever requesting a prompt but i just got so excited knowing you're back i just had to; would you mind doing an enemies to lovers!au where kookie and jimin aren't as close as what fans are being led on and actually dislike each other but they have this sexual tension until it just breaks one day and BAM! hate sex but no one knows and slowly they fall for each other thru small gestures but w a lot of angst bc i like pain. omfg please and thank you !

Title: I Hate You (But I Really, Really Like You)Pairing: Jikook (Jimin/Jungkook)Word Count: 5,832Rating: NC 17Warnings/Notes: Mild sexual content (+ there’s a choking scene too).Summary: Jimin and Jungkook hate eachother, but Jimin can't really tell if this is what hate is supposed to feel like after a while.

Jeon Jungkook.

The Golden Maknae.

Confident, talented, charming, lovable, innocent Golden Maknae Jungkook who makes all the Noonas' hearts swoon at every wink or smirk.

The Jeon Jungkook who gets nearly all the vocal lines in their songs, who receives all of the extra praise for doing things that the other members are doing just as well if not better.

All because he's just. So. Perfect.

He's the Golden Maknae, they say!

Well he's a little shit, Jimin thinks.

Park Jimin is not a fan of Jeon Jungkook. He can't stand the brat, the way he looks at everyone as though he's innocent and playful, childish and fun loving, just sheepish and hard working like a good kid his age would be. Well Jimin knows he isn't, he knows what lies beneath that facade, the narcissistic, sarcastic, cocky son of a bitch that Jeon Jungkook really is.

But alas, the mask is way too convincing to the rest. Everyone just gives him a pat on the back for it, Jin even gets motherly over him; that seriously pisses Jimin off actually, because Jungkook is not a baby and he shouldn't get that goddamn special treatment. What was so great about him? That he could sing? Couldn't they all? That he could dance? Jimin could dance entire routines while circling around that show off. That he had a baby face and cute bunny teeth?

Oh, because visual members are so hard to come by in a world of idols and thousands of trainees with faces just as pretty.

"You're doing the entire routine wrong, your feet are getting too sloppy and that's gonna mess us all up."

"Oh? And what, you're doing any better? Your half-assed body rolls are stiffer than Namjoon hyung's were back when we were trainees."

"You know you're talking a lot for someone who's usually too busy sucking PD-nim's dick." It's a low blow, and Jimin knows it but he doesn't back down at all, he's been holding it in for a while, how obvious it was that Jungkook was that much of a kiss up.

However it does more than just voice Jimin's annoyance on the topic of Jungkook receiving special treatment for his schmoozing. It throws more wood to the flame already growing inside the younger, definitely hitting a nerve. "Say that again, and I swear..."

"What, that you're a kiss ass? Sorry to break it to you, 'Golden Maknae', but some of us here actually gotta work to get noticed, instead of just winking and acting all young, cute and innocent."

"Work? Oh so flashing your abs at every chance you get is hard work, you think? But hey, that's what got you noticed huh? Why come at me for what got me noticed?"

"I'm not... that's not even... Shut up, that's not the same. I work hard to get my body in shape and it's part of a routine we learn, I don't think that's the same as getting praised for shit that isn't even valid half the time. Oh look at that, Jungkook got out of bed! Wow! He's so grown up now, Kookie Oppa, stop growing up!! Ohhh!!"

At this point both boys are in each other's faces. They can definitely see the pure rage burning within the other with one meeting of gazes, both squinting as this little argument continues to roll on.

"You're just fucking jealous."

"Jealous?! Of what?! You're a little brat with way too much credit for what you actually do! I fucking hate people like you."

"Well you don't have to worry, that feeling sure is mutual, I hate you just as much; but then again, since I am the Golden Maknae, and obviously do evening better than you? I hate you more."

From an outsider's perspective, the two would resemble that of cat and dog, always at each other's throats, barking and hissing at every chance presented. Sometimes the others wish their practices were public, so that they would have to play nice again as part of their usual act. It would so be well worth the lack in privacy in Yoongi's opinion if he at least got some quiet when trying to work. Obviously trying to write lyrics here wasn't a smart idea.

"Are they still fighting?"

"Obviously, when are they not?" Yoongi gives Seokjin a look of annoyance, and the elder frowns, just holding out a hand to help him up, then looking to the others packing their things.

"Just leave them behind, they'll get tired and realize eventually. Unless you wanna hear this go on in the dorms." Namjoon offers, and no one makes any argument because they're all exhausted and really want sleep.

"I hate you," Jungkook pants out in between harsh, breathtaking kisses, tongues tangling and teeth present more than they should ever be in kisses. He thinks his lower lip is bleeding, but who gives a shit right now. "I fucking hate you so much." It's repeated over and over while Jimin presses him against the wall of the closet, the younger latched onto him tightly.

Jimin can feel nails pressing into his back, digging even deeper every time he thrusts into Jungkook, like the kid is trying to make him feel just as much pain, like he's punishing him for not properly using lubricant. Hey, it's not exactly like he planned this to carry that around with him or anything!

It's such a small area, too, it doesn't give the elder much wiggle room, they're on the floor and Jimin's on his knees in between Jungkook's bent legs, Jungkook's got his back pressed to the wall and by some miracle they manage to fit this way. It's not in any way perfect, no, the Maknae sure as hell isn't going to shut up about the fact that his shoulder blades keep hitting the wall the faster Jimin goes, that his voice isn't going to be on its usually perfect pitch because Jimin's making him moan too goddamn loud.

But maybe that's what he wants, to piss the younger off like this.

Especially when things get even more heated, when the entire closet is just full of their exhaled breathing and they can only hear each other's panting and moaning, hissing and cursing. When Jimin can feel the younger unravel near his peak, even the older male feels like his body is going to give out, sweat coating his skin and more than likely Jungkook's as well.

Nails pull out of his skin, and instead of inflicting such pain on Jimin's back Jungkook just wraps his arms around his shoulders, gripping him close and tight as he reaches climax and it's probably the most beautiful sound that Jimin's ever heard. Not that he'll ever say such a thing, but it's definitely something to think about in the small time they both take to calm down from their high.This isn't how it's supposed to be. They're supposed to hate each other, he knows; well, technically, they're supposed to love each other as group mates of course, but in reality they hate each other, although behind that, they don't...? It's all just so confusing to Jimin, it's like going in blind to what used to be a clear pathway, now dark and foggy, much resembling the hazy lines between I hate you and harder, Jimin, harder.

Which is what Jimin heard, over, and over again. It's not new to him that Jungkook is vocal, they've been at this little unspoken agreement for a while, but Jimin doesn't like to be told what to do... At least not by those younger than him. Especially not by Jeon Jungkook.

"Jimin, go sit in between Taehyung and Jungkook."

"Why?"

"The fans will like it, they like the Maknae line, just do it. Hey, stop looking like that, look alive boys! Turn on the charm, especially you Jimin." Their manager warns, pointing at the shorter boy, who just groans at the thought, going over to sit as directed, not understanding why he has to be here, why he of all people was cursed with the task of "loving Jeon Jungkookie" for the rest of his on-camera career. God he wonders what would happen one day if the cameras figured out what they really thought of each other--at least Jungnkook got it easy, he can at least shove him away and show that he doesn't like it playfully as a rejection. Jimin's stuck playing the lovesick monkey here.

"Hello we are Bangtan Sonyeondan!" The others chirp at the camera and Jimin realizes a bit too late, but smiles none the less, hopping into the conversation and listening to the others speak.

The entire interview goes by rather slowly, in Jimin's opinion. It's supposed to be shorter than what they're used to, however the fact that he's bored out of his mind doesn't help he time pass by. Most questions were reserved for Namjoon or even Yoongi about the album, a few for Taehyung for comic relief. It's only when they mention Jungkook that Jimin realizes his only real purpose in being here.

Ah, of course. As always. Make the little shit look good.

"I would rank myself very low--"

"Aigooo our Jungkookie, so modest. He's so shy, really these kids these days. We all know he's so perfect at everything. What can't he do?" Forced smiles are so much easier to come by when you have other humorous thoughts in your head, and that wasn't very difficult for Jimin because his entire presence here was a joke in his opinion. His only way to chime in was praise the maknae, and of course, he'd do it well. Like told. "You know he's even taken up his hand at writing, too, he's been helping Yoongi Hyung in the studio lately, with our last Outro, tell them all about it Jungkookie."

Bullshit, Jimin thinks to himself as Yoongi joins Jungkook in talking about the song he had a hand in writing. Big deal, it wasn't as if he'd put in as much work as Yoongi did, or as Namjoon, or as anyone involved in composing their music. But of course, the Golden Maknae touches a piece of paper and suddenly it goes platinum.

Jimin's never felt so good hurting someone. It sounds sadistic, but the way his fingers curl around Jungkook's neck while his palm keeps him pinned against the bed, it feels so incredible. Not just the fact that he's pretty much choking Jungkook... But the noises Jungkook makes, they're not that of serious pain or cries for help. They're... Encouraging.

Jungkook's enjoying it. His own nails are digging into Jimin's forearm, barely open eyes gazing at the elder as lips remain parted to try and grasp any form of oxygen.

Never in his entire career did Jimin think he would ever fuck, and partially choke, Jeon Jungkook.

"J...Jimin..." Hoarse voice brigs him out of his thoughts, loosening tight grip from around the younger's neck a little as he realizes the double tap to his forearm, signaling that he was getting lightheaded. His thrusts are slowed, and Jimin has to lean down to capture his lips... Not because he wants to, but because he needs to make sure he's responsive and well, not actually passing out. That's all. It has nothing to do with the way Jungkook's sweet lips taste or how delicately soft they still manage to be even after Jimin's spent their time together biting and sucking and nipping at them; they should be outright mangled and split at this point, but of course, Jungkook's just so goddamn perfect that even laws of logic don't apply to him. The only sign of imperfection when pulling away is the slight swell in his lips, looking even more so as they part to pant out for air, the flush in his cheeks evident at their eyes meet momentarily. Imperfection never looked so perfect. And that pisses him off.

Thrusts pick up new found speed, elder releasing Jungkook's neck and growling lowly as he grips at the bedsheets along his sides. Jungkook whines out, back arching as the bed creaks in ways they both know would be heard so easily had the other members been home... But they weren't. And as always, whenever left alone, Jimin and Jungkook either resulted to arguing, or fucking.

It's become more the latter as of late. And that makes Jimin nervous.

Because when he used to look down at Jungkook like this, he wouldn't feel an ounce of regret, his marks would be angry and red and he'd find pride in pissing Jungkook off, they'd curse and shout and Jimin would want nothing more than to make him feel true pain. But now... Now he was having difficulty leaving marks dark enough to last anymore. His skin was soft, fair, it was too per... No, he was not going to result to calling Jeon Jungkook perfect after so long of hating the kid.

When he used to look down at Jungkook, he'd know this was just for the sake of release.

When he looks down at Jungkook now... He finds himself watching the younger, coaxing him into release as well, pleasing him before himself―

Shit.

"I have a problem." Jimin blurts out upon entering the room, causing the other presence within it to glance up to him. He has a seat next to Taehyung, who's set aside his phone to give him the attention requested and Jimin takes a moment to make sure no one else is around. "Is this a Jungkook problem?"

The question has his heart stutter several beats, because for a moment he thinks Taehyung has found him out― but how, so easily?! "I mean if you guys got in another fight leave me out of it man." Relief washes over Jimin, figuring that of course, Taehyung hadn't meant it the way he thought. "No, no... I wouldn't come to you with a problem about our fights... Again."

Taehyung chuckles, thankful because as the mutual friend, he hated having to take sides which was often a desired result between those conversations. "Girl problem?"

"Yeah, let's go with that..." Jimin licks his lips. "How do you know when one emotion ends and one begins?"

"I'm not sure I'm following?"

"I mean... Like, let's say I'm not sure how to feel about this girl. Because I thought I felt one thing, but now I'm feeling another. Does that make sense?"

Taehyung's eye brows are furrowed by the time Jimin finishes his explanation, but nonetheless he nods. "I think... So you're saying your feelings are changing? Well that's normal, isn't it? As time goes on, a relationship has to develop. Things change over time."

"What if I don't want them to change?"

"Then don't let them? I don't know, Jimin, these are your feelings so control them somehow. You have the power to do that you know."

No, he really doesn't.

He thanks Taehyung, despite not finding any of this helpful... He just hopes his friend won't go mouthing off that Jimin has some girlfriend or is in love or something dramatic like that.

"Your voice is scratchy. It's ruining our harmonies." Jungkook complains while he and Jimin are supposed to be recording, but alas being sent into a small booth alone was not a smart idea, as Yoongi and Namjoon were soon to find out upon trying to get them to harmonize for the past half hour. "Can you two just try again? Christ, if one of you cuts it off one more time I swear I will fucking lock you in there for the night." Yoongi growls, and it's no surprise because their bickering really has been driving him crazy today.

"It's not my fault! He's the one who keeps stopping!" Jimin snaps, pointing at Jungkook before the younger shoves him. "Bullshit! You keep hitting the wrong note and ruining everything!"

"For fucks sake, just do it, I'm the one who says cut and determines whether or not it's wrong. Got it?" The eldest cocks a brow and starts the track again, waiting for the two to at least try to cooperate this time.

Both decide to suck it up, ignoring the others presence as they sang and this time when Yoongi cuts the track, it isn't due to their bickering, it's actually constructive this time. "You don't sound like you wanna sing together."

"What else is new."

Yoongi's one more smart remark away from back handing this brat.

"I mean, your voices aren't in sync. The point of harmonizing is so that your voices sound smooth together, not like individual recordings forced into the backing vocals of a track." He sighs, playing back the recording; it wasn't terrible, both of their voices fit nicely with the song, but individually, not as a whole. "Maybe I should... Get someone else to pair with one of you. Or just get two others completely. Tae's voice might work..."

"What? No! No no, we're sorry, Hyung let us try again! Please. We'll work harder!" Jungkook immediately starts, not wanting to possibly lose his part. Of course Yoongi doesn't need that much convincing, because Jungkook's begging can get to anyone, and Jimin takes obvious notice of this... Why doesn't he hate it like he usually would? Probably because Jungkook is saving their asses. Yeah, that's it. It has nothing to do with how he pouts out his lower lip and pleads for another chance, or the fact that he squeezes Jimin's shoulder like he's trying to prove further to Yoongi that they'd 'play nice'.

This time goes a lot more smoothly. Instead of ignoring each other's existence... They worked together? It's a little off, but it's a start.

He's hard.

Plain and simple.

Usually it should've been easy to handle this... Usually Jimin could've just gotten himself off, or better yet had another rough session with Jungkook because he's always up for it... But oddly enough his time he doesn't want to seek out Jungkook. Lately he's been avoiding it, which is odd, but after that last session with those... Feelings... He fears the possibility of it happening again. He doesn't know what that feeling is, and he doesn't want to, he hates Jungkook. Hates him. That's it.

Speak of the devil, and Jeon Jungkook shall come. Said teen makes his way into the dorm, probably coming back from the dance studio of course with his attire all athletic and sweaty. "Has anyone showered yet?" He asks, kicking off his shoes and praying that the answer was no, that there was still some hot water left. "Uhh... I think Jin hyung might be showering." He mutters, shifting a bit and holding one of the couch cushions in a way that would cover his crotch, pretending to focus on the television.

Jungkook groans, hearing the shower in fact running and this meant there would be at least another fifteen minutes to wait. "Are those my shorts?" He asks suddenly, and Jimin's brows raise, shocked he would even dare accuse him. "They are not!" Without thinking he yanks the pillow off, getting up to show the obvious white stripe at the top hem that Jungkook's didn't have.

If only he'd realized the small smirk on the younger's lips earlier. The little shit tricked him. "Made you get up." He's getting way too cocky for Jimin's taste, and he scoffs. "Okay, fine, what? You're acting like you've never been fucking hard before. Which I've sure as hell witnessed, thank you very much."

"I didn't say anything actually, but nice save." Jungkook slips his hoodie off and tosses it aside, leaving him in his loose tank top. He doesn't hesitate to go over to Jimin, shoving him back to lay on the couch, and before they knew it the younger was crawling into the space between Jimin's legs. The elder leans up on his elbows immediately, and while usually... He should've just let this happen, he didn't. "Yah, what are you doing..." He mutters as his zipper is tugged down, reaching down to grab at Jungkook's hair to pull his teeth away from the hemline of his boxers, forced to look up at him in a quite irritated manner. "The fuck does it look like?" The younger asked as if it was clear (which, it kind of was).

"Well don't."

That's different. Jungkook gives him a weird look, not moving still. "Since when do you say no to getting off?"

"Since when do you offer so easy?"

Well that shut him up. Well played. The younger decides it isn't worth it, he's tired and he sure as hell isn't in the mood to argue more than they already do, so he gets up. He shoves Jimin's thighs so he could move his legs to allow Jungkook off, and he grabs his hoodie on the way out. "Fine, get off your self, asshole."

The moment he's gone, and Jimin knows it because he can hear Jungkook slam his bedroom door, Jimin drops back against the cushion of the couch, letting out a large groan as he palms his face. What was wrong with him, they had a good system, and here he was fucking it up.

"You want some?" Jimin offers from his yogurt, holding out the container with the spoon still in it. Jungkook pauses and glances up from his phone, half expecting maybe Taehyung or Hoseok to be sitting next to him and be the ones Jimin was really talking to. But no, it was him.

"What'd you do, poison it?"

"What? No―I'm offering you some yogurt, damn."

"You're acting weird. I don't know what it is but I swear, if you're up to something, and before our comeback..."

"I was just being nice!" He snaps, groaning and slapping the container back down onto the counter, before storming out. Jungkook frowns, watching him go in confusion because what the hell was that?

"Jimin it's me, open up—"

"For the millionth time, use your goddamn honorifics, I'm older than you." He grumbles once he's opened the door to see the other standing out in the hall, rolling his eyes at Jimin's words. "Fine, Jimin hyung, get me off."

"Excuse me?" Jimin snaps in hushed tone, in case any of the others were listening in; Jungkook knew better than to say anything about their activities out loud like that, so he must've been sure no one was around before having come to him. "I haven't properly gotten off in like a week, and neither have you so if you'd kindly let me in and get it over with I'd like to get back to my room before the other's get home." Jungkook states nonchalantly, crossing his arms as he waits for the other to decide; he doesn't expect to be turned away, after all Jimin never turned him away and the younger's pretty sure it's just because they're both hormonal and need a release somehow and being so busy with work it's just easier. Well that's what he tells himself, too.

Jimin takes a moment to look back and forth in the hallway, just to make sure no one was around before pushing the door to his room wider to allow the other in. Part of him thinks he shouldn't go along with this again, because of the feelings he's been having, but after having to get himself off last incident when pushing Jungkook away on the couch, he really can't compare his hand to the younger and he's had to figure it out the hard way.

"First of all, what makes you say I haven't properly gotten any? Who says you're the only one I'm fucking?"

Jungkook gives him a look that wreaks of smugness, holding back a snort at the comment over how ridiculous he found it. "Right."

What a pain, Jimin thinks, and doesn't comment further because he really can't think of anything else to help his nonexistent case since Jungkook is right. He won't let him know that, though.

By the time Jimin locks the door, the maknae is already tugging off his t shirt.

Things go how they always do. Tongues tangle and skin presses against skin, and suddenly the air around them starts to thin out rapidly in Jimin's opinion. He needs to breathe. It's unfortunate that the moment his lips are free, they let out more than just exhalation. He doesn't know what causes it to happen, but it just happens.

"I like you."

"What?"

What started out as harsh kisses and playful tugs has now turned into a tense atmosphere and silence.

"I can't do this because I like you now. It's hard because I want to fucking hate you but the more I do this the more I really fucking like you."

Jungkook's stares in bewilderment, not having expected that answer at all. He knew there was something going on, something that was messing with their usual system but he never would've thought of this as a possibility.

Without a word the younger pulling away completely to reach for his clothes, picking them up rather awkwardly before just carrying them in a bundle over to the door to leave in his underwear. He didn't care if the others were to see him that way, he just needed to get out of this room now.

And with that, Jimin stood alone in the middle of his room, eyes closing before palming his face and groaning a quiet 'fuck' into his palm.

They haven't spoken for days.

Not like they used to gab like best friends before, but their bickering took up a lot of the conversations had in the practice rooms and even at home. Now, though, it's almost always silent. And that's unusual for the group.

Don't get them wrong, they've been begging the two to shut up and stop fighting for years now, but now that it's actually happened and they have the peace to get their own words in... it's almost awkward to try. They're used to having to yell over the two to talk to each other. They're also not used to them just looking mopey and or tense like they were, something was clearly wrong and they could all tell.

"Hey, you okay, Kookie? You haven't been seeming yourself lately." Taehyung starts, using a rag to wipe the sweat off of his forehead after a long choreography practice. Jungkook hadn't given any input the entire time, even when Hoseok was instructing him, which is usually when he liked to give ideas to the elder. "I'm fine... Sorry, I guess I just haven't been very up to talking lately."

"I noticed, you're so quiet, it's even got Jiminnie quieter... you two haven't even been fighting lately, how weird." He wrinkles his nose as Jungkook flinches at the name, not wanting to think about it.

"Right, weird..." Forcing a small laugh, Jungkook picks up the bag that he's finally finished loading up.

"Just try your best to hit the note, you've done it before, Jungkook. Stop acting modest all of a sudden." One of their producers tries to get through to him, sighing when the younger frowns and tugs off the headphones from where he stood i side the booth. Yoongi sits up in the chair near the man, raising a brow at Jungkook through the glass. "You alright there Jungkook?"

"I don't think I can get it, can one of the others do it?" He pleads, earning a shocked look from both Yoongi and their producer hyung. It's uncharacteristic of Jungkook to just give up or say no to a challenge at all, and here he was giving his solo away?

So, Yoongi spoke up. "Jungkook this was written with your voice in mind. What is going on with you?"

Flinching, Jungkook just shakes his head and sets down the headphones, making his way out of the booth and bowing his head apologetically. "Just tell Jimin hyung to do it or something." And with that, he takes his leave, confusing the man and making Yoongi even more so.

"You need to talk to Jungkook."

Well, that's one way to say hello, Jimin figures as Namjoon takes a seat on the couch across from him, the others joining them in the living room like some kind of intervention. "Excuse me?"

"You two haven't spoken in almost two weeks."

"Aren't you the ones who always used to tell us to keep it quiet or stop fighting?"

"Yeah because it's annoying. But now he's barely managing his vocals, his focus is all over the place, he won't even look at the interviewers—he's a mess over it.""I'm sorry, I didn't catch how this was my fault? You guys are seriously blaming me over him acting weird?""Oh for fucks sake, Jimin we know you two are fucking!" Yoongi snaps finally, and Jimin tenses up, cheeks flushed as he looks between the others to see that they'd all pretty much agreed. "You guys aren't very subtle..." Seokjin offers apologetically, before Jimin clears his throat and looks away to try and avoid any awkward eye contact with Taehyung especially; he wonders if the other knew when they had that conversation a while back. "Were not judging you, I mean we've kind of respected your privacy for the past few months..." Months, they've known for months?! "but what ever happened, you need to fix. It's messing with the group."

Jimin thinks he's going to be sick. All of his hyungs, in the same room, talking about him and Jungkook's sex life like they've known all along. It was the most awkward encounter he'd ever had.

However they do have a point. If it was messing with the group, something needed to be done, but...

"I don't know what to do. I don't know where anything went wrong." Yes he does. He had to open his big mouth and let out his feelings. He couldn't just accept what they had that was good.

Taehyung has an idea.

"Let's take a walk."

Jimin and Taehyung's walk doesn't end up being what Jimin thought it would be. He expected them to have a long, dramatic talk about how he didn't tell Taehyung and why he kept this from him, maybe even explaining the relationship itself. But no, instead they just... walked. Like they normally did, sharing stories in what they did that day, how Tae was hungry, etc. It almost calmed his nerves, even.

Until they reach their destination; the company building. Jimin's not sure what to make of it, but he follows the other in without asking why they're there or where they're going.

The practice room is where Taehyung stops, opening the door for the elder to go in first, and he does, expecting the other to follow him although all he hears is the click of the door shutting and locking. Spinning around immediately, Jimin starts to knock at the door, shouting "Taehyung!" and asking what he was doing, until the younger responded with "I'm sorry Jiminnie, hyung's orders! You two need to make up! Call me when you have, I'll be back later!"

And that's when Jimin realizes why he's here, and that he's not alone.

"Uh, did Tae just lock you in here?" He hears Jungkook ask from the other side of the room, in his sweats, clearly looking like he'd been practicing and probably confused as to why he was interrupted. Jimin awkwardly nods, watching the look of confusion on the other's face.

As it turns out, Jungkook's grown a bit more calm over the past few days. Who knew that when they weren't arguing, they could actually have a normal conversation. Jimin's slowly starting to realize it as they talk about what Jungkook's day was like (after coming to terms with the fact that they were stuck in there, of course, and were just sat down in need of something to pass the time).

"... So yeah. I've just been here all day I guess, I mean the others didn't shove me in here like you, but... Why'd they do that again?"

"They think we need to make up."

"Hasn't that been a concern for years? Why this now?" Jungkook laughs, wondering just why they would do this now if they were barely even arguing anymore. They were barely speaking, even.

Jimin is quiet for a moment, deciding to finally bring up what they probably should have for a while now. "No, they mean recently. How we stopped talking. And stopped, well..." Pausing for a moment, he can see the look of confusion in Jungkook's expression and decides to just be honest. "They know about us. Well sort of. They want us to make up in that sense."

"They want us to have sex?"

"Jungkook." The elder gives him an annoyed look because he knows he's not taking it seriously, and Jungkook shrugs awkwardly after trying to humor the topic considering he knew this was going down a path he would soon find uncomfortable and nerve wracking. "They kept telling me that you're like, acting weird and not acting like yourself and just... why? What's going on with you? If it's because of what I said then just forget about it because I know it was messed up to say. We're not like that, we can just go back to how things are, I swear."

"What if I don't want that?"

"What, you don't want to fight everyday and act like a smart ass?" Jimin mocks, watching the younger roll his eyes.

"I get tired of fighting sometimes."

"Then why have we been doing it for years?"

"I don't... know. I'm competitive. And when you rile me up, I just do it back to you. I didn't know how else to react and it just kept going back and forth. How would you act when hearing someone say they hate people like you?"

"I didn't mean... I... But you—"

"I said it back because you said it first. Not because I wanted to." Frowning awkwardly, Jungkook shuffles back against the wall and hugs his legs. Jimin stares at him, almost speechless. "I don't hate you. I never hated you, I actually liked you a lot—" At that the younger stops talking, growing sheepish and looking up at the ceiling to avoid having to look at the boy sitting in front of him.

Jimin doesn't need to hear it twice. Something comes over him, and the next thing he knows, he's leaning over to press his lips against Jungkook's. The younger doesn't pull away, instead closing his eyes and just accepting the soft, plump lips against his own and for once, not trying so hard to compete for some kind of dominance in something that wasn't even a competition like they'd done so many times before.

For once it feels nice, to not have to fight him over something.

"I want to hate you, but I really... really like you."

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