#jungkook comedy

[candywife333]

Kidnapped......By Choice

And I am back guys. Sorry for the super long hiatus. Will finish Moo Moo part 2 right after I release this small drabble/one shot hybrid (going to call them DRAB-ONE from now on😆)

pairing: Kidnapper Jungkook x chubby oblivious , super nonchalant Y/N

4th DAY OF CHRISTMAS

(DRAB-ONE)

Trigger: mention of trafficking

As usual, little to no proofreading

Could a girl never get some peace and quiet in this freaking world? I shifted from side to side, attempting to catch sleep but the raucous noise of the dinner party beneath my room prevented me from even drifting off.

As I felt myself slowly succumb into the warm embrace of a peaceful slumber, I heard the sudden thud of my window swing open. BAM! BAM!

WTF?!!! THIS BITCH WAS GOING TO GET IT NOW??!!! WHO THE FUCK WAS OUT TO MAKE ME A SLEEPLESS , STRESS RIDDEN LITTLE TROLL?!!!

That's when I saw him standing against the window, almost a silent specter. Well built thick thighs encased in black leather , check. White ski mask barely showing a peek of pink luscious lips, check. Strong shoulders and arms outlined by a dark leather jacket tapering down to reveal an itty, bitty tiny waist, check.

As I literally gobbled his form up with my eyes, the man sauntered over, as a fluid as a panther towards me. "Hey, hey, dude. Stay right there man. I'm a nervous farter. I wouldn't want to fart on you and make you suffer from inhaling the noxious fumes that come out of my ass".

He quirked one of his eyebrows up seemingly trying to hold laughter in, as he rumbled out in a deep masculine voice that made my panties suspiciously moist, "That is seriously all you have to say to an intruder who has come into your bedroom at night? You are warning him that you might fart? That is your threat"?

I put one hand on my head, growling out in impatience, "Look bro, I wouldn't be warning you if it actually wasn't a weapon of mass destruction. You picked the wrong one tonight. I could ruin your sense of smell so bad that you would think a jar of pickles smell like petunias. Don't test the power of the FLATULENCE. OK"?

I slapped my ass vehemently to prove a point......and also assert dominance. Who the hell did this handsome, drool-worthy dude bro think he was, walking in on me in a ripped stained crop top and sleep shorts that had been swallowed by my ass from behind? I had never been so indecently clothed in the presence of a man. And worst of all, a stranger at that.

However, none of this bravado stopped him in his path as he stood right in front of me. His dark eyes glinted like two twinkling stars in the night sky. "Look little lady, it is better if you cooperate. You are right now being kidnapped, why don't you actually show preservation skills and some healthy dose of fear"?

I snorted, clearly making him surprised as he glared at me in confusion, "There ain't anything small about me man. Everything is large or extra large. Not a small bone in my body since I was 10 years old. Now, why don't you move out of my way before I sit on you and suffocate you with my fat cells and bad odor".

Mirth filtered through his eyes as he seemed to be holding back a laugh. Before I could blink, he restrained my arms behind me. As usual my weak arm strength (can't even do a push up) made me as moldable as jello. He tied my wrists with rope and shoved me onto the bed.

I felt super annoyed. First of all, I wasn't getting sleep. Number two, I wasn't even that pretty enough for him to kidnap and sell into any human trafficking. The trafficker would take one look at me, spit in my chubby face, and shove me back where I came from. That would be the first time, they would want a refund. Well everything has a first I guess.

Before I could sit up on the bed and catch my bearings, he had taken off his mask. My jaw fell open and I swear I started drooling. Jungkook? The hot high school senior that I had been mooning over for close to three years? Why was he trying to kidnap me? Wait......why was I resisting? This was a dream come true.

My mood completely switched as I had a grin on my face, brimming with happiness, "Hey, Jungkook-ssi , why don't you kidnap me a little faster and harder...if you catch my drift"?

He looked bewildered as his piercings shined in the dim light, "You..you aren't scared of what is going on right now"?

I kicked my chubby feet into the air in excitement, cheeks blushing, "I have always wanted to be abducted by you, so I don't mind. So, where are you taking me .....and what depraved activities do you have in mind. Would you mind taking me away for a month, at least till math finals are over"? I winked at him, entreating him to give me an answer.

He stood there, paralyzed in shock as he gritted out, teeth clenched, "This was just supposed to be a prank, your brother dared me to do it for 500 bucks". Tears slipped down my face, lips pouting. "What do you mean Jungkook-ssi? Do you mean that you were never supposed to rail me roughly into oblivion? This was all a set-up"?

Not able to deal with my fake crying, he started trying to reassure me, "No Y/N, it was just a light hearted prank, and I needed the money. Please don't misunderstand, I never meant to harm you. I was just supposed to get you scared enough and have the drone camera outside the window record it".

I peered out the window and saw the drone. My expression fell flat, and I felt glum...disappointed at the outcome. I wanted to be roughly porked like in those dark romance novel books with the mafia leaders who were kidnappers. Well, a girl can have here fantasies I guess, but maybe they were never meant to be.

I sullenly sighed, "Ok then Jungkook-ssi. Now that you got the reaction, why don't you leave? I am tired and sleepy. If you don't do it, it is ok. I will just find someone else to do it".

He seemed relieved, till he heard the last line of what I said. His eyes became frantic, smoldering with anger and lips in a hard straight line as he spit out, "What do you mean someone else"?

I yawned, settling back under the covers, rubbing my eyes, "Are you slow or something Jungkook-ssi. I thought my noncon kidnapping kink would be satisfied today and I could knock it off my checklist. But I guess I just have to find someone to pound me from behind, in a ski mask propped onto a window-sill. It just won't be you. Perhaps....Hoseok-ssi, he did grin my way last week in dance club. Maybe he would be interested".

As my eyes closed slowly, head sinking onto the pillow below I felt a weight dip onto the bed and my wrist pinned onto either side of the bed. I opened my eyes suddenly, to be met with Jungkook's feral grin right above me. I tried batting him away, irritated. What did he want now? His big veiny hands grabbed me by my wrists as his hot breath ghosted my neck. He panted with exertion as he continued in a lethal tone, "I will kill any man who dares touch you. Don't test me sweetheart. I am the only one who gets to have you against a window-sill".

I snorted, amused at his antics. He hadn't looked my way in the past 3 years that I had devotedly followed him around campus. And now suddenly after a stupid bet, he was possessive over me. Nonsense. Balderdash. I turned around on my side, pushing my bed covers higher on my body. This tomfoolery at 12 am was not what I wanted to hear. I drawled out groggily, "Like you would be attracted to my sagging granny panty clad ass. Just go back man. Had enough of lies for today".

Suddenly, I felt cold air abruptly filter onto my pussy and butt. Startled, I looked up to see my damp panties in his vascular hands. Smirking deviously as he rubbed my clit slowly with his calloused finger, spreading the moisture around, making me mewl and clutch at his coat, he whispered against my neck, "What made you think that granny panties would stop me sweetheart"?

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[yepimthatonequirkyteenager]

I’m tryna explain my friend that run by bts, run bts by bts and run bts are 3 different things and that mf just doesn’t seem to understand, damnn

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[mochminnie]

Lovin U Right

Based off Jungkook’s Single ‘Seven’. BTS and many more Kpop idols will appear in this series. This will have no usage of your name or (y/n). The Main Character/Reader will be Plus Sized and her name is Elizabeth ‘Lizzie’. Jungkook who is life of a party, a total himbo that tries for 7 days to show you how much he loves you. Who doesn’t just want to get in your pants, wanting more than that. Himbo clingy JK wants to be loved, who wants your attention. 

Setting: College Au

Tropes: Polar Opposites

Warning: Sexual Themes, Fat shaming, College Partying, This isn’t going to be based off of Korean College more like Americanize based through Pop Culture references, Himbo like behavior of BTS.

Check out the mood board https://www.tumblr.com/mochminnie/723830921903620096/what-if-jeon-jungkook-fall-in-love-with-a-plus?source=share&ref=mochminnie

Author’s Note: This is a fictional portrayal of Jungkook and other idols. I tend to see comments about Kai and Jennie when I wrote my Rose x reader story on wattpad. I know I am writing about celebrities and this is all honesty for fun. I will be writing about Taehyung and Jennie. This book don’t match the idol’s personality. I face claimed casted these people to create a story for fun and possibly for people to enjoy. Please check out my other JK Series ‘The Warlock and The Witch.

Playlist

'Seven' - Jungkook

‘I Got It’ - Thuy

'Supershy' - New Jeans

'Baby One More Time' - Britney Spears

'Fantasize' - Ariana Grande

'Euphoria' Jungkook

'Something New' - Zendaya and Chris Brown

'Left Right' - XG

'Wild Side' - Normani ft Cardi B

'34+35' - Ariana Grande

'Me & U' - Cassie

'Like Crazy' - Jimin

'New Dance' - XG

'Dance The Night Away' - Dua Lipa

'Cuff It Wetter remix' - Beyoncé

'No Problem' - Nayeon ft. Felix

‘Girls Like Me Don’t Cry’ - Thuy ft. Min

'Cool for the Summer' - Demi Lovato

'Something Real' - Summer Walker, Chris Brown, London On a Track

'Take You Down' - Chris Brown

'Hype boy' - New Jeans

'Wet The Bed' - Chris Brown

'Snooze' - SZA

'3D' - Jungkook ft. Jack Harlow

'Heart Attack' - Demi Lovato

'Check' - Girls Generation

'It's You' - MAX ft. Keshi

'Cherry' - Rina Sawayama

'You & I' - JRE

'If you Stay ' Joseph Vincent

'Somebody' - Kyungsoo (D.O.)

"Dear No One" - Tori Kelly

‘I Don’t Care’ - Jeremy Passion

‘Agora Hills’ - Doja Cat

‘Sweetest Pie’ - Dua Lipa

‘Kiss Me More’ - Doja Cat ft. SZA

‘I Know’ - RM & JK

‘Ditto’ - NEWJEANS

‘Partition’ - Beyoncé

‘Too Much’ - JK, the kid laroi, central fee

‘Perfect Night’ - Le Sserafim

‘Somebody’ - Jungkook

‘Yes Or No’ - Jungkook

'The Party & After Party' - The Weeknd

Chapter 1 

Maru lit up her cigarette up the balcony. The rest of the girls drinking soju and ordered take out tteokbokki, Korean hot dogs, and fried chicken, corn cheese. To celebrate, Their one year anniversary living together. Maru encourages Lizzie to go to the hottest parties and clubs in town. Not only that, their other roommates Jisoo, Jennie, Lisa, and Rose. Will try their best to get her out of the house. 

“Lizzie put down your iPad and stop reading WEBTOON.” Maru grabbed the iPad from her with one hand and the other with her cigarette smoking. 

Lizzie scoffed and yelled at Maru. “Hey, I was just starting a new story!” 

Lisa, “Maru just give her ipad back. Don’t get close to her because she has asthma.” 

Maru scoffs, “Please, It’s not like she hasn't smoked weed before.” 

Jennie, “That’s much better than cigarettes.” 

Jisoo heard the doorbell ring. “The food here!” Jisoo smiled and yelled out. Rose immediately got up with Jisoo to get the food. They prepare the food on the balcony. While the rest of the girls grabbed the plates, utensils, napkins and beverages. Maru Hiding the Ipad from Lizzie. Lizzie just gives up; she's now helping with the food. When it’s finally prepared. 

Jennie was the first to dig in. “You Know Maru can give your Ipad back if you go to the party with us.” 

Liz, “I’ll live in a moment! Maybe I’ll go. But can you give it back?” Maru gives it back then Lizzie puts it away in her room. So her and the girls play a game.  

Rosie wants to play the clueless party game then everyone else gets excited. Except Lisa doesn’t want to play. When Lisa thought that Rosie didn’t see her face scrunched up and mouthed no to the rest of the girls. “Think that I didn’t see you? I'll kill you.” Lisa got scared. Jisoo and Jennie laugh. 

Lizzie, “We will all play the clueless party game even if Lisa doesn’t want to join.” Rosie was excited again. Lisa rolls her eyes then Rosie pinches Lisa’s ears. Jennie and Jiso are trying to break them up. Lisa starts screaming. “Ow, that you bitch!” Lisa slaps Rosie. 

Rosie, “Ugh you slut!” Pushes her. 

Jennie stopped breaking the girls up and got the notification text on her phone from Taehyung. “We have all been invited to a party tonight!!! Oh would you look at that, You’re going Liz.” Jennie yelled.

Lizzie shakes her head no. “No, Just no. You girls know I don’t want to party.” All of the girls give her a look. “I mean I do party in small groups. My cousins, and family.”

Rosie, “Well this is different we’re all in our 20’s we should all go out, make out, sleep with anyone we want, we're all hot.” 

Jisoo then dances to, Girls Generation Party. “P-A-R-T-Y!!! Party time. It’s Party time!!!” 

“Come on Liz You gotta come!” Rosie

Lisa got excited. “You’re going to look hot tomorrow night! I don’t have to play the game!” Rosie glares at her. Lisa got scared a bit. 

“Let’s pick an outfit for her. She’s going to look hot hot” jisoo

Maru, blowing the cigarette in her direction.“She needs to get laid tomorrow night.” Saying calmly with a straight face.

Lizzie gives her a look. “How many gummies did you take again?” 

Maru, “2, 5. I don’t know.” Still smoking her cigarette. ‘How is this girl still going?’ Lizzie thought. After all the drinks, smoking and gummies???

“Come on Tae’s party can’t be that bad! Think about it, come on Liz. Tae is a nice guy. He’s making sure you will go.” Jennie says. 

Liz, “It’s not Tae and his friends I’m worried about.”

The girls wait for her answer. Jisoo asks, “Well? What do you say Lizzie?” But then Jisoo see the look in her eyes that somethings the matter. She didn’t ask her friend what was the matter. It seems she wasn’t too comfortable to share with the girls yet. 

Liz it’s not she’s feeling pressured. She was just worried about one of the boys that broke her heart. The worst way possible will be there… 

Cha Eun-woo.

Not only that Minnie might be there and her friends… Lizzie knows her friends will be there for her. 

Lizzie, “Okay I’ll go tonight and I have to go to this party. To face my fears. To live. You know YOLO!!!” She says the last sentence much awkwardly. 

Lisa raised her brow. “Liz Yolo?” Cringes. 

Jisoo, “YOLO!!!” She started dancing to Party again. Lizzie joins her then all of the girls join except for Maru because she was so high off of the gummies. “We can’t stop stop! It’s a party time!”  Jisoo sings. 

Rosie, “P-A-R-T-Y!!!” 

Liz, “It’s a party, We go rock rock! P-A-R-T-Y”

Jennie and Lisa joins. “Lemon soju, tequila for me, mojito for you

Let's go to Jeju, California!”

Rosie, “We got a party to head too! Come on, let's go get ready!” 

~ ~ ~

Jisoo Suggests a makeover! 

Lisa, “Lizzie already has a great sense of style and knows how to apply makeup. Don’t you think it’s problematic? She’s already gorgeous, young, and a hot mama.” 

Jennie, “It can be but it’s fun!!!” Jumping up and down and she grabs Lizzie’s to the bathroom first.

Lizzie, “Makeovers can be fun.” agreeing and smiling. 

Boy she didn’t know that the five girls are going to bathe her. Lizzie insists. “No, I got this, I can bathe myself. NO! MARU! JENNIE! LISA HELP!!!!” Calling out all of the girls names she got this. 

Lisa yelling at the girls, “SHE DOESN’T HELP WITH THE BATHING WHAT KIND OF MAKEOVER IS THIS???” She pushes the four girls away. 

 The girls make sure she gets her cooter cat, bussy clean and every nook and cranny is clean and that everything is moisturized. 

Lizzie wears contacts tonight. And prep her face before Maru works on her makeup. 

Rosie and Jennie going through her closet. Breaking down which outfit she is going to wear. 

Jisoo, “You should go for the siren seductive look!” Maru does her makeup. And Jisoo does her hair she decided to do voluminous curls. 

Lisa sprayed on some lux honey vanilla perfume. And the rest of the girls made sure one last time that everything was moisturized. 

Then Jennie presents Lizzie a black Prada bag. “Me and the girls got you a bag!” Jennie smiling showing off her gummy smile.

She puts Lizzie's phone and glasses and travel sized stuff for her contacts like case and solution and Maru puts condoms inside. Lizzie, "Jennie!" Groans, Giving her a really look. Looking at the couple of condoms that were given in her bag. "Thanks Jennie I'll be using all of these gladly." Sarcastically scoffs. “URGGGHH.” Rolling her eyes.

The final looks that Lizzie got a brown smokey eye with a cat eye liner and a burgundy lip. Her hair is down with curls. For her outfit. A black lace v neck with cutouts cami, black mini skirt with a slit, and black knee high boots. It’s not that she wasn’t comfortable wearing this, she usually wears these clothes. It’s just that she felt off if Eunwoo and Minnie and their friends saw her. Lizzie loves what the girls have done for her. Since she takes forever to get ready she takes about 2 hours and with the girls help it took about 45 mins to an hour. 

The rest of the girls also decided to wear black tonight for the party. That each of them go with their styles and personalities. The girls take selfies. 

~ ~ ~

Jungkook is getting ready with Jimin for Tae’s party. 

Jungkook sighs. Jimin asks him what’s the matter. Jungkook finishes off with his leather jacket while looking at the mirror. Wearing all black. “I’m just hoping that one girl will stay the next morning. Who just doesn’t leave me”  Then, applying some cologne. 

Jimin questions, “If she stays the next morning you’d think she’ll be the one you’re looking for.” 

Jungkook is still a little sad.  “I’m not sure, all I want is to find a girl that I can continue to date. Someone I can get to know. Who just doesn’t see me as a pretty face, more than my talents and more than a one night stand.” 

Tae then walks in the room. “Hey buddy, why so glump.” Giving Jungkook a side hug. Still being happy go lucky. 

Jimin says, “He wants to find a girl in a committed relationship.” 

Tae then messes up his hair. “You’ll find a lucky girl tonight I just know it.” Gets a notification from Jennie. 

Tae smiles from Jennie’s Text.

Me and all of the girls are going to the party tonight! Including Lizzie!

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[agustdakasuga]

Everything’s A Competition

Genre: Romance, fluff, comedy, oneshot

Pairing: Jungkook x reader

Characters: Idoldad!Jungkook, Mom!Reader, Son!JeonJunghyun

Summary: Not only does your son look like his father, his personality is the same as well. They both sleep a lot, eat a lot and whine about everything. But this also means that you’re the mediator when the two get in a fight. What do they fight over? You. 

The sunlight streaming through the curtains woke you up. You groaned, annoyed that the beam was in your face. Reaching over, your arm touched the cool mattress rather than a body.

“Huh?” You raised your head. Indeed, you were alone in bed. Pushing yourself into a sitting position, you got out of bed and shuffled out of your bedroom. You scratched your head, looking around until your eyes fell on the broad back of your boyfriend.

“There you are.” You sighed.

“Oh. You’re awake.” He turned around, waddling over to you with a big childlike grin. His arms engulfed you immediately, his big body practically leaning on your smaller one.

“Okay, okay. Good morning to you too, Koo.” You patted his back, cheek smushed against his chest. Bam trotted over, wagging his tail excitedly.

“Good morning to you too, Bam-ie.” You smiled, holding his head in both your hands to rub his ears.

“I better go wash up. I probably have morning breath.” You said to both boys with a chuckle and headed back into the bedroom. That was until you heard footsteps behind you and saw Jungkook following you with Bam.

“What?” Jungkook blinked.

“Nothing.” You laughed, pulling your hair up into a bun.

“What are the two of you doing?!” You asked as they followed you into the bathroom. Bam just panted with his tongue out of his mouth. Jungkook pretended to busy himself with an imaginary lint on his shirt. Sighing, you knew you wouldn’t be able to get rid of them so you used the toilet quickly and brushed your teeth.

“You’re so beautiful.” Jungkook smiled as he leaned against the wall, staring at you through the reflection of the mirror. You snorted, you had crust in your eyes and toothpaste dribbling down your chin.

“I love you.” Jungkook wrapped his arms around your waist and buried his face in your shoulder.

“Koo!” You were trying to wash your face but he was making the task a lot more difficult than it usually is. When you were done, you grabbed your towel to dry your face.

“Where are you going?” Jungkook asked as you were headed out of the bedroom.

“To wake your child.” You replied with a flat look.

“Nooooo. Don’t wake him up yet.” Jungkook whined, holding your waist to block you. You struggled against him as he teetered you back into the room, closing the door with his foot.

“Why? You know very well that if you don’t wake him, he’ll sleep forever. Proves that he really is your child.” You scoffed. Even if you were asking why, you knew very well why Jungkook didn’t want to wake your son yet. There was always a competition between father and son… over you.

“He always steals you from me.” Jungkook complained.

“He’s our son! You should have thought about that when you decided to have a kid. You should be teaching him to share.” You hit his head.

“No. No. No.” He shook his head. Every time he did that to Jin to block him on Bangtan Bombs made you laugh but now that he was doing it to you, you understood Jin’s frustration.

“Come on. He’s as grumpy as you if he wakes up hungry.” You patted his shoulder with a sigh.

“10 minutes.” Jungkook laid you on the bed, using his body weight to weigh you down. You nodded in defeat, carding your fingers through his hair.

“Are you gonna grow your hair long again?” You asked.

“Do you want me to?” He lifted his head to stare at you. You shrugged, looking away. Jungkook smiled knowingly, he knew how much you loved his long hair. You just wouldn’t admit it because you were stubborn but that didn’t stop Jungkook from teasing you. He didn’t tell you that there were already plans for him to have long hair again.

“Omma!” You heard a cry from the other room.

“I’m here, baby! Jungkook, he’s awake. Let me go.” You squirmed.

“Just come here!” Jungkook shouted, refusing to let you go since his 10 minutes was not up yet. Your 3 year old son teetered in steadily, dragging his stuffed bear by the foot.

“Omma! Mine!” He burst out crying when he saw his father hugging you. To him, you were his and not Jungkook’s.

“Good morning, baby. Did you sleep well?” You kicked Jungkook’s shin to get him away from you. He hissed, trying his best to not curse in front of the child. You bent down to pick him up to sit in your lap. He buried his face in your chest, wiping his tears on Jungkook’s shirt that you stole.

“There. There.” You stroked his head to console him, standing up to walk out of the room. Bam slowly walked by your side, trying to extend his nose to touch your son’s little foot.

“Are you hungry?” You asked, opening the fridge. That got his attention as he lifted his head to look at the fridge with wide eyes.

“Yoghurt.” He pointed.

“Okay.” You chuckled, putting him on the counter to take the yoghurt out. Grabbing his bowl, you prepared the yoghurt for him, putting some berries inside for him.

Jeon Junghyun, your 3 year old son, the baby that ‘replaced’ Jungkook. From the moment he was born, he was fated to be Jungkook’s son. Besides looking exactly the same, their personalities were so similar that it gave you a headache sometimes. They were both competitive, possessive, whiny and always hungry. It was like you were raising twin sons.

Jungkook was used to being the youngest and getting away with things but he had to ‘grow up’ to be a father all of a sudden. He still wasn’t used to it.

Pregnancy wasn’t exactly easy as well. At least for Jungkook. He developed couvade syndrome or sympathetic pregnancy, where he experienced the same or worse side effects of what you were going through.

The cravings, the nausea, the mood swings, the bloating, Jungkook went through all of that.

“Here you go.” You sat him down in his high chair and placed the bowl in front of him after fixing his bib on. Junghyun clapped and ate the delicious, sweet breakfast treat.

“Jungkook, can you watch him while I get his clothes and tidy his room?” You asked.

“Yes, ma’am.” Jungkook shuffled out of the bedroom. When he entered the kitchen, Junghyun stopped eating, staring at Jungkook cautiously.

“Can appa have a spoon, Hyunie?” Jungkook asked.

“No, Kookie. This mine.” Junghyun frowned, pointing at himself. Another thing was that Junghyun refused to call Jungkook ‘appa’, settling for Kookie after Hoseok had compared the nickname to the child’s favourite chocolate chip treat. You’ve tried to correct him but he’s stubborn.

“Not Kookie. Appa.” Jungkook corrected.

“Kookie.” Junghyun insisted. Jungkook sighed, going to the fridge to get a yoghurt cup for himself to eat. However, upon seeing his father eat his treats, Junghyun burst out crying.

“What happened?” You came out.

“I was just eating yoghurt.” Jungkook held his hands up defensively. He lifted Junghyun up from the baby seat, patting his back.

“Mine!” Junghyun cried, pointing at Jungkook’s abandoned yoghurt cup. You sighed and headed over to your son. Seeing you, he immediately reached out for you instead while Jungkook resumed eating.

“Baby, your yoghurt is here.” You lifted the bowl.

“You have to share, Junghyun ah.” Jungkook pointed his spoon at the child as he leaned back against the counter.

“Smart coming from you.” You rolled your eyes. Jungkook scoffed, continuing to eat his yoghurt. You wanted to facepalm, Jungkook wasn’t exactly helping much with the situation now. But the parent in you didn’t want Jungkook to give in to Junghyun’s crying. He had to learn to share one way of another. You brought him to the living room area.

“Why don’t you sit here and omma will eat with you?” You wiped his tears. He nodded his head, settling in your lap. You watched as he continued to haphazardly scoop the yoghurt and put it into his mouth.

“You eat so well.” You praised.

“Hyungs want to come over, if that’s fine with you?” Jungkook came to sit on the couch, phone in his hand.

“Sure. You haven’t seen them since this break started anyway.” You nodded your head. Jungkook’s band members were really nice to you and Junghyun, they were constantly offering help.

“Can I have some Junghyun?” You asked. Junghyun didn’t hesitate to hold his spoon up to you.

“What a kind boy.” You smiled.

“Wow. I know there’s differential treatment but it still hurts, Junghyun ah.” Jungkook commented from his position on the couch. You laughed, if Junghyun could talk, you knew that the two would be bickering at every moment.

It wasn’t long before the other boys came. Despite your refusal, they always came bearing lavish gifts for your son. You were definitely grateful, no doubt. But Junghyun was at the stage where he grew every day, he didn’t need branded clothes to wear one day and not fit him the next.

“Your favourite uncle is here.” Taehyung swooped in to lift a freshly showered Junghyun up. The boy burst into a fit of laughter as Taehyung continued to lift him into the air. There was always debate about favourite uncle too…

“Now’s our chance, let’s go.” Jungkook grabbed your hand.

“Koo!” You slapped his arm.

“Thanks again for cooking lunch, you two. Really, I could have made something or ordered delivery.” You said apologetically to the two oldest members in the kitchen.

“We’re here now. You can take a break and that includes one from you too.” Jin smiled at you and hit the back of Jungkook’s head.

“Let me have my chance, hyung. The kid never lets me within 20 feet of (y/n).” Jungkook complained, putting his arms around your waist to hug you tightly. Now that Junghyun was occupied, he could have you.

“Junghyun still have attachment issues?” Yoongi asked as he chopped the vegetables.

“Yeah. He and this one are constantly bumping heads with one another. Some days, it’s like taking care of 2 kids.” You pointed to Jungkook with a shake of your head. The two gave you empathetic looks, they knew Junghyun’s attachment was tough and could put a strain on the father-son relationship and the relationship between you and Jungkook as well.

DING DONG

“Sorry, I’m late. Where’s my godson?” Namjoon appeared, removing his sunglasses. You smiled and pulled him in for a hug.

After discussion, Jungkook wanted Namjoon to be Junghyun’s godfather, he idolised and learnt a lot from Namjoon. He wanted Junghyun to experience the same and look up to Namjoon as an example of success.

“You’re looking good, (y/n). It has been a while.” Namjoon complimented with a pat on your shoulder.

“Thank you. You look great too.” You laughed.

“Rapmon hyung!” Jungkook jogged over to hug the leader. The others were right, even after so long, Jungkook never stopped calling Namjoon ‘Rapmon hyung’. The habit was too hard to kill.

“Junghyun ah~” There were the signature dimples as Namjoon waved at Junghyun. Upon seeing his godfather, Junghyun quickly got out of Hoseok’s lap and ran over to hug Namjoon’s leg. He chuckled and picked him up to take a good look at him.

“You’re suddenly so big! Have you been good?” Namjoon asked as Junghyun wrapped his arms around his neck.

“I got you a gift.” Namjoon smiled, putting the child down.

“Namjoon, you shouldn’t have.”

“Anything for my godson.” They headed to the couch hand in hand. Namjoon took a familiar imperial saffron box out. For a 3 year old, Junghyun had way too much branded stuff.

“Look at this.” Namjoon lifted up the ombre denim jacket with the classic Louis Vuitton monograms printed all over for him.

“Wow.” Junghyun was in awe. Everyone cooed at his reaction.

“Thank you, daebu.” Junghyun hugged his godfather, Namjoon was happy seeing him so happy. He let Namjoon help him put it on and he spun around to show everyone, soaking in all the attention that they were giving him.

It was quite funny, Junghyun made the news when he was born not because he was Jeon Jungkook’s son but because Yoongi bought him a white Steiff x Tiffany teddy bear as his first toy. The white teddy bear is the same bear that Junghyun drags around now, although he isn’t as pristine white anymore from being dragged all over the place by the kid.

“I can’t believe he still brings Sogeum around.” Jin chuckled, referring to said white bear that was named after being the same colour as salt.

“He doesn’t go anywhere without it.”

“Honestly, I didn’t think it would be the one he brings around… I didn’t know what to get him as a ‘congrats on being born’ gift.” Yoongi rubbed the back of his neck. You went to the living room to find Bam.

“Come here, Bam-ie. You’re the only one that hasn’t been fighting for my attention, huh? Good boy.” You waved Bam over to shower him in affection.

“Excuse me. What do you mean by that?” Jungkook frowned.

“It means Bam’s the only one not giving her a hard time around here.” Jimin giggled, entering the conversation. Bam wagged his tail as Jimin stroked his head as well.

“Do you know which samchon is which?” Taehyung asked, showing Junghyun their latest group promo picture. Since Junghyun grew up around the boys, he was familiar with everyone but it was always hard for him to point them out in photos with different hairstyles, clothes and makeup.

“Daebu!” Junghyun smiled excitedly, pointing out his godfather confidently.

“That’s right!” Namjoon shook the kid by the shoulders.

“Yoomi… Hobi… Chim! Jjan… Tete!” Junghyun pointed at all the members carefully, calling each of their nicknames. It was cute that he tried to pronounce their names with his baby Korean.

“What about him?” Hoseok pointed at Jungkook’s face, noticing that he had yet to recognise his father.

“Kookie?” He tilted his head.

“Did you see that?! He knew which was me but ignored it!” Jungkook whined, shaking your arms as he told on his son to you. You threw your head back with a sigh, pinching your nose bridge.

“Alright, alright. It’s okay, Koo.” You patted his head while he pouted with a frown. He even sulks the same way as Junghyun when he’s unhappy.

“He still calls you Jjan.” You giggled to Jin as you continued to comfort Jungkook, who was just tucked under your arm as you patted his back. Seemed like there was no break from childcare for you. Jin laughed, finding it endearing how Junghyun picked up the nickname from Hoseok, that he never bothered to correct Junghyun’s pronunciation.

“The cutest is still Yoomi.” Jimin imitated the way Junghyun’s lips protruded as he struggles to pronounce ‘Yoongi’. Even Yoongi couldn’t help but smile. Your phone buzzed, making you wiggle away from Jungkook.

“Sorry. Let me take this, it’s a work call.” You went to the bedroom to answer the call when you saw that it was your work client’s number.

“Come here.” Yoongi grunted as he bent down to pick Junghyun, setting him on his lap as he sat on the couch.

“Wah.” Junghyun climbed on Yoongi, touching his coloured hair.

“They really get amused by everything.” Namjoon noted. You came back out of the room, a perplexed look on your face as you called Jungkook to the room. He immediately got worried, following you.

“What’s wrong?” He frowned, squeezing your hand.

“My client is going back to America and wants the papers sent to him now. I thought I had until the end of the week so my work laptop is at my desk in the office, not here with me.” You sighed heavily. Today was your off day so you never thought that you would be rushed to send documents over.

“So what do you want to do?” He asked. Whatever you needed, Jungkook would help you.

“I’ll need to head to the office for a bit. Do you think you and the others can watch Junghyun for a while?” You requested timidly. Jungkook’s eyes widened, the fear evident in them.

“You’ll be fine, Koo. He’s your son.” You squeezed his arm.

“My son that hates me.” He corrected.

“He doesn’t hate you, don’t say that. If you need help, you have the other 6 here to help.” You persuaded.

“Alright.” Jungkook agreed, not wanting to add more to your stress by being difficult. You were right, Junghyun is his son. He could handle him for a while. And he had his loveable uncles and godfather here to entertain him if he didn’t want Jungkook anyway. You gave Jungkook a kiss and went to get ready to head to the office.

“I’ll sneak you out.” Jungkook whispered. You nodded, following him. Luckily Jungkook’s body was big enough to cover you. The both of you stood in the hallway, hugging each other.

“I can drop you off.” Jungkook offered.

“No need. I already called a cab. Thank you.” You gave him another kiss before you left and Jungkook went back into the house.

“Some urgent work needed her. Even if it is her day off.” Jungkook told the others briefly, he didn’t want Junghyun to realise you’re gone and start crying. For now, he was still distracted by his uncles to notice.

“Lunch is almost ready.” Jin announced.

“Time to eat.” Namjoon lifted Junghyun up, going to the washroom to wash his hands before eating. Going to the dining area, Namjoon out Junghyun in his chair and put the bib on.

“I should set some food aside for (y/n). She might be hungry when she comes back.” Jungkook put some of each dish into a container, setting it aside to let it cool. He’ll put it in the fridge for you so you can heat it up later.

“Are you hungry?” Jimin asked. Junghyun grinned and nodded his head. Yoongi helped cut Junghyun’s food up in his kids tray, it was beef, vegetable fried rice and soup. The adults had an extra dish stir fried spicy pork belly too. Jungkook put Junghyun’s tray in front of him.

“Hold on. What did omma say before you eat?” Jungkook gently held Junghyun’s wrist before he could start. Junghyun blinked in confusion.

“Tha…” Namjoon tried to hint.

“Thank you for the food Yoomi samchon and Jjan samchon.” He said.

“Enjoy the food.” Yoongi said, leaning his head on his palm with an endearing smile on his face. Junghyun reminded the older members of young Jungkook sometimes, it was so adorable.

“What a good eater.” Namjoon praised, watching Junghyun shovel food into his mouth. Across the table, his father was doing to same.

“Yah. Eat properly, you need to set a good example to him.” Jin lectured Jungkook. Hoseok couldn’t help but laugh at the father and son duo, taking his phone out to take a picture of them, both faces nearly buried in their food.

“Seaweed.” Junghyun held his spoon out.

“Seaweed, please.” Taehyung corrected.

“Seaweed, please Chim samchon.” Junghyun repeated. Jimin smiled, patting his head, and opened the packet, placing the seaweed sheets onto Junghyun’s tray. Noticing that he was only eating seaweed and not touching the other food, Jungkook blocked Junghyun’s spoon with his chopsticks, making the child frown unhappily.

“Hyunie, eat the other delicious food too.” Jungkook said, putting a piece of beef onto his small spoon. In retaliation, Junghyun dropped the beef from his spoon and picked up a piece of seaweed.

“Hyunie. Eat it together with the seaweed.” Jungkook sighed.

“Let Yoomi samchon help.” Yoongi moved to stand behind Junghyun, taking some rice and beef, putting it in the middle of the seaweed sheet to make a small wrap.

“Try this?” Yoongi held it up to Junghyun’s mouth. Junghyun stared at it before he opened his mouth to eat it.

“More, please.” He looked up at his uncle that towered over him. Yoongi nodded and changed places with Jimin, who was actually sitting on the other side of Junghyun. He made multiple little wraps for Junghyun, who stuffed them into his mouth.

“Is it good?” Namjoon asked. Junghyun turned to his godfather with a nod, taking one of the wraps up to offer it to him. Smiling, Namjoon leaned down to eat one. Junghyun waited for his reaction.

“Wow! It’s delicious!” Namjoon exclaimed. Junghyun laughed at his exaggerated reaction but was happy that he liked it too.

When Junghyun was done, Yoongi and Jin brought him to the living room to play. They didn’t need to clean up since they did the cooking. The rest were still eating anyway.

“Cheese rice?” Jungkook suggested.

“Sounds good.” Hoseok nodded. With the leftover spicy pork belly, Jungkook went to the stove to add more rice and cheese.

“Add some spring onion, Jungkook ah.” Taehyung said. Jungkook went to the fridge to get spring onion and chopped it up, sprinkling it over the melted cheese. He brought the hot pan out.

“Wahhh.” The remaining members were in awe. Namjoon, who was done eating, shook his head at his members’ appetites. He brought his used cutlery to the sink to do later when the others were done and headed to the living area where the oldest and his godson were playing. The remaining 4 stayed at the table, digging into the hot melted cheese and rice.

“(y/n) alright?” Jimin asked.

“Yeah, just some work for the client last minute.” Jungkook replied. You hadn’t texted him, which he took as a good sign. Your last text to him was to let him know that you had arrived at the office.

“Poor (y/n). She’s so busy.” Taehyung pouted. Jungkook couldn’t help the possessive feeling that bubbled within him. He knew his hyungs cared for you a lot but when you were brought into conversations, he just felt uncomfortable.

“Clients are just difficult.” Hoseok said.

“Yeah…” Jungkook said, taking another bite of food. He knew he was quite possessive and shouldn’t be feeling this way.

When you just started dating him, you were very shocked when he admitted that he didn’t like you hanging out with his hyungs when he wasn’t there. He was just worried that you may leave him.

“I don’t know how I can get closer to Junghyun. Not for me, but so I can help (y/n) out.” Jungkook said, wanting some advice. Everyone got along well with his son except him and he was the father. Maybe because their personalities were too similar, it caused them to clash.

“He sees you as someone taking his mom away.” Jimin said.

“Well, she was mine first…” Jungkook scoffed.

“I saw in one of Namjoon’s parenting books that kids at his age have separation anxiety. You know, as they start to recognise their parents and stuff. Maybe Junghyun’s just going through that.” Taehyung suggested.

“Maybe… I mean, you’re hardly here when we’re promoting or touring. So I guess it’s a given that he sees you as a stranger sometimes.” Hoseok said.

“Now’s the perfect time for you to show him that he can rely on you.” Jimin patted Jungkook’s shoulder.

“Argh, it’s hard being a dad.” Jungkook groaned.

BAM!

Junghyun’s wailing filled the apartment. Jungkook stood up, going to the living room to see Namjoon picking Junghyun’s up from his fallen position on the ground to comfort him. He frowned and walked closer, he was concerned if his son was alright but he didn’t attempt to separate the two. He was worried that may just make Junghyun cry even more.

“Appa.” Junghyun saw Jungkook and reached out to him. Jungkook’s eyes widened in shock, this was the first time Junghyun called him ‘appa’. But still, he reached over to retrieve the child.

“There, there. It’s okay.” He said softly, rubbing Junghyun’s back.

“He tripped and fell.” Jin explained. Jungkook nodded, knowing that it wasn’t really anyone’s fault and he knew how cautious his hyungs were with Junghyun anyway.

“I’ll take him to the room. He could just be tired, it’s his nap time.” Jungkook said to the others before going to the room.

“Does it hurt? I know it hurts. It’s okay, Junghyun ah.” Jungkook hushed Junghyun bouncing and patting his back. He used a small towel to wipe Junghyun’s tears.

“Appa…” Junghyun rubbed his face into Jungkook’s shoulder.

“Shh.” Jungkook began to hum a soft song to calm Junghyun down enough to sleep. As Junghyun was drifting off, Jungkook sat on the bed, leaning back against the headboard with Junghyun on his chest.

Outside, the other 6 heard Junghyun’s cries die down and let out a sigh of relief. They cleaned up the kitchen and washed the dishes. Namjoon picked up Sogeum and headed to the room to give it to Junghyun. However, he was not expecting to see the father and son asleep. He placed the bear down and left.

“They’re asleep. Maybe we should go.” Namjoon said to the others. They nodded in agreement and got ready to leave.

“Junghyun called Jungkook ‘appa’. After 3 years.” Jimin noted with a giggle.

“I was shocked. And I think Jungkook was too.” Yoongi said, fiddling with his beanie. They all left the house, not before writing a note to Jungkook and leaving it on the table.

When you came back, the house was dark and quiet, only Bam came to greet you. You turned the lights on, put your bag down and headed to the kitchen. You spotted a note on the dining table addressed to Jungkook.

“Where are they?” You checked Junghyun’s room but it was empty. You headed into your bedroom to look for Jungkook.

“Woah.” You couldn’t believe your eyes. Junghyun was asleep on Jungkook’s chest. Jungkook was fast asleep, one hand resting on his son’s back. You lightly pinched yourself, wondering if this was a dream. What happened while you were gone that caused this? You left the room to call Namjoon, hoping he had an explanation for their sudden closeness.

“Yeah. He cried and called for Jungkook, calling him ‘appa’. Jungkook took him to the room to calm him down and I guess, they both fell asleep like that. So we left the house.”

“Wow… I mean, this is good but I’m shocked.” You chuckled.

“You’re not the only one.”

“Well, thank you for coming and hanging with Junghyun. I’ll see you soon, Namjoon.” You said and hung up. Going to the fridge, you saw that there were some leftovers with your name on it so you heated that up to eat.

“I won’t forget you, Bam-ie.” You made his dinner, letting him eat when you sat at the kitchen counter to eat your own food.

“Jagi?” You heard Jungkook’s hoarse, sleep-filled voice.

“In the kitchen.” You replied. He shuffled over, smiling sleepily when he saw you. He came over to hug you, nuzzling his face into your neck.

“Why didn’t you wake me up? I could have accompanied you so you didn’t have to eat alone.” Jungkook said, taking a seat beside you. You chuckled, running your fingers through his hair as you ate with your other hand. He kept his arms around your waist.

“You were sleeping so soundly with Junghyun. I didn’t want to wake my boys up. Anyway, I’m not alone, Bam’s keeping me company too. We’re enjoying our dinner together.” You explained.

“Right…” He yawned.

“I’ll cook something for you and Junghyun after this.” You informed. He nodded his head.

“Jagi?”

“Hmm?”

“Junghyun called me ‘appa’…”

“I heard. Tell me about it.” You encouraged. Even if you knew what happened from Namjoon already, you wanted Jungkook to tell you himself, to share how he felt about that.

“It was nice. He wanted me to comfort him, like he relied on me when he was hurt.” Jungkook explained.

“I’m glad you and him had that progression, Koo. See? I told you he doesn’t hate you, he knows you’re his dad and he knows that he can count on you too. He’ll probably start warming up to you a lot more now, look to you for comfort and start opening up with time.” You chuckled. Jungkook nodded in agreement. He was excited about this.

“I finally feel like I’m stepping into this dad role.” Jungkook confessed, rubbing the back of his neck with a sheepish smile. You smiled, leaning in to give him a kiss and a proper hug.

“I’m happy to hear that.” You said.

“Come here.” Jungkook put his arms around your waist to bring you over to sit on his lap.

“Think you can appear on that celebrity dad show? Return of Superman? You’ll just need to watch Junghyun for 48 hours without me.” You suggested. Jungkook gave you a flat look.

“Okay, don’t get too excited. The guy called me ‘appa’ for the first time in 3 years. We still have a long way to go.” He sighed.

“It’s a goal to work towards!”

“Who knows, the moment he sees you when he wakes up, I become invisible again. Mothers will always rank first before fathers.” Jungkook shrugged as he stated the truth.

“Look I know that you wanted Namjoon to be his godfather because you wanted Junghyun to have someone to look up to and all that. But more than anything, I want Junghyun to know that he can look up to you. You’re a great role model and I think Junghyun can learn a lot from you.” You said.

“Even if I’m immature sometimes? And can get a little too competitive?” He tilted his head.

“Even so. I think you’re great at what you do and you can teach our child to be just as strong as you when he gets older. You already have the looks down and the competitiveness, so you’re halfway there.” You winked.

“That’s hyungs’ fear, that Junghyun becomes a mini me when he starts hitting the gym. He’ll bully them like I do.” He giggled. You slapped his arm.

“You bully your hyungs all the time with your muscles when they’re nothing but nice to you.” You rolled your eyes.

“But…”

“But?”

“I’m still not letting him have you. You’re mine and you were mine first. So if he thinks I’ll just let him claim you as his, he has another thing coming.” Jungkook declared with a pout.

“Alright. You can continue to fight with him over that, I shall not get involved. You two are always going to compete over everything.” You rolled your eyes.

“Of course. When it comes to you, it’s always a competition. But that goes without saying that I’m already winning. I am many years ahead of him.” He held your chin, pulling you closer to press his lips against yours to give you a loving kiss.

~~

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⌜TikTok | Chapter 00 Chapter 00 | Introduction⌟

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As you stepped out of the bathroom, dressed in your comfy pajamas, you felt utterly drained from the long and eventful day at school. Every step you took seemed to be heavier than the last, and all you wanted was to collapse onto something soft and forget about the world. The memory of your lunchtime mishap kept replaying in your mind, and you couldn't help but feel your cheeks heat up in embarrassment.

As you entered your best friend Seora's room, you heard her infectious laughter, but you chose to ignore it for now. Instead, you dramatically plopped face down onto the soft bed, wanting to momentarily escape from the world.

You lay there for a few seconds before letting out a loud and dramatic sigh, feeling like your life was over. To your surprise, Seora noticed your mood and put her phone face down, concerned. "Hey, what's wrong, Y/N?" she asked gently.

With a pout, you rolled over to explain, "I may have demolished any and all chances of my crush ever liking me back."

"What—how the hell did you end up doing that?"

"So, there I was, just casually walking to my table in the cafeteria, trying to act all cool, and then bam! I tripped on thin air and practically face-planted in front of everyone, including Yugyeom!"

Seora couldn't hold back her laughter, but she tried to console you at the same time. "Oh, Y/N, don't even trip 'bout it too much. We all have those clumsy moments. And besides, it's not like Yugyeom ain't seen you stumble before."

You groaned, burying your face in your hands. "Ugh, I know, but why does it always have to happen in front of him? It's like the universe is determined to make me look like a total fool!"

Seora playfully nudged you. "Girl, you don't have to be so hard on yourself. Besides, it was just one of those adorable Y/N moments we've come to know and love."

You shot her a mock glare, but you couldn't help but smile at her attempt to cheer you up. "Gee, thanks for the support, Seora."

"No, really," she continued with a grin, "you have this uncanny ability to turn into a giggly mess whenever a cute guy is around. It's quite the talent."

"Oh, please," you rolled your eyes playfully, "like you were any better."

Seora held her hands up in mock surrender. "Okay, okay, guilty as charged. But at least I don't have the tendency to trip over air like you do."

You playfully shoved her shoulder, and she laughed, her eyes lighting up with mischief. "Come on, Y/N, it was all part of your charm. And you know what? I had just the solution to turn that frown upside down."

You raised an eyebrow, curious. "Oh, do tell, wise one."

Seora grinned and pulled out her phone. "Let's watch some TikTok videos together! I swear, when I'm feelin' down, they always manage to make me feel better."

You couldn't help but be intrigued by her excitement. "Yeah, that might have helped," you agreed, figuring a distraction would do you good.

As you both watched a few hilarious TikTok videos, your mood started to lift. Seora had a knack for picking the funniest ones, and soon, you found yourself laughing along with her.

"Who were we watching anyway?" you asked, curious about the source of these entertaining videos.

Seora grinned. "Oh, this is my favorite TikToker, Jimin. His videos are hilarious, and he has this raunchy and no-nonsense attitude that's too good. You gotta check him out, you'll love him." A second later, her phone pinged with a notification. "Oh! He's doing a livestream! Let's watch it together."

And with that, you snuggled up next to her to watch the livestream.

"Since you guys kept pestering me about who the random dudes that occasionally pop up in my videos were, I decided to go live, so you know what that means. It's introduction time, bitches!" Jimin declared, proudly brandishing his phone in front of his face. The view count skyrocketed in an instant, going from a measly three hundred to a mind-blowing seven thousand views in a blink of an eye.

"Jimin!" Someone scolded, flinging a crumpled paper at him, nailing him right in the back of the head. "You can't curse while going liveㅡthere are children on this app."

"Well, that sounds like a problem I have zero fucks to fix," Jimin scoffed, strutting across the room, his pink hair cascading like cotton candy. "Now, as I was saying before being rudely interrupted, allow me to introduce the first contestant of this ragtag-ass group." He came to a halt in front of a blond-haired man engrossed in his phone and began the introduction. ""This is Seokjin, but he likes to go by Jin. He's 22 and is the oldest in our group. He basically takes care of everyone. He makes sure we go to school, that we have the things we need, and feeds us—oh, and he also makes sure we don't fuck up his house."

Jin glanced up at the sound of his name, shooting Jimin a blank stare before turning on his charm for the camera. "Follow me on TikTok, lovelies. My username is @Handsome_SJinnie." He finished with a flirty wink.

Immediately, Jin's phone lit up like a Christmas tree, inundated with notifications. "Would you look at that? I just gained fourteen hundred new followers."

Jimin pivoted the phone, giving the camera an incredulous look. "What the actual hell is this? It took me weeks before I got at least fifty of you crusty-ass betrayers to follow me, yet this bitch just got over a thousand of you to do that in an instant?" he questioned, utterly flabbergasted, as he moved on, striding toward a cream-colored sofa. "And y'all wonder why I say fuck pretty-privileged ass people."

Still seething under his breath, Jimin strolled the length of the sofa until he stood over a mint-haired guy, peacefully snoozing away. "Yoongi," he called out, gently shaking his shoulders. No response. "Yoongi."

"..."

"Yoongi."

"..."

"Yoongi."

"..."

Jimin began to grow annoyed by the lack of a response. With pursed lips, he said his name a few more times, going as far as to even pinch his face. "Get the fuck up, bitch!" Jimin shouted, grabbing a pillow and hurling it at him, but Yoongi remained unfazed, deep in his slumber, immune to Jimin's noises.

"Fuck this shit. This is Yoongi, our resident sleepyhead. At 21, he's the second eldest. All he does is sleep, eat, and shit, so you probably won't see him much in my videos," Jimin explained, turning the camera to reveal Yoongi's dozing face, showcasing his porcelain skin and pouty lips. "Alright, let's move on to the next victim, shall we?" he hummed as he headed out of the room.

"Hey, Jimin!" Jin's voice echoed just as Jimin was about to exit the door. "Make sure to grab me a donut from the kitchen on your way back."

"Alright!" Jimin replied, slamming the door behind him. "I ain't bringing him shit. Bitch has a larger following than I do. Go get your fucking followers to go do it," he muttered under his breath, bounding down the stairs, taking two steps at a time, like a rebellious staircase-sliding pro.

"Jimin! Someone just messaged me on TikTok and told me what you said! I advise you to bring me my shit before I have to put my hands on you!"

Jimin halted at the foot of the stairs, spinning around to glare into the camera lens. "Oh, that's just foul. You bunch of snitches." A snarl curled his plump lips. "I swear, I introduce you thirsty bitches to him, and this is the thanks I get?" he grumbled, venting his frustration as he made his way to the kitchen.

"Hey, Jiminie, what's cookin'?" A cheery voice chimed in.

Turning around, the camera zeroed in on a guy with orange hair, happily sipping water. "Oh, hey Hobi. I'm going live on TikTok to introduce my fans to everyone in the house." Jimin waved his phone in the air before strolling past Hobi.

"Oh~ Can I introduce myself too? Pretty please?" Hobi pleaded, bouncing up and down, his eyes sparkling like constellations in the night sky.

"Sure," Jimin agreed, handing the phone over. "Here, knock yourself out while I go grab Jin's donut."

Clutching the phone excitedly, Hobi stepped aside to let Jimin strut past, then positioned the camera to capture his own face. "Hello, beautiful souls~ I'm Hoseok, but you can call me J-Hope, or Hobi, or Sunshine. Whatever floats your boat," HobiᅳHoseok said, beaming his trademark smile. "I'm the third oldest in the group, at 20. My favorite color is green, I love dancing, rapping, and animals. I also work part-time as a dance instructor—"

"What the heck are you doing? This isn't Christian Mingle," Jimin interrupted, snatching the phone from Hobi's grasp.

"But I just wanted to make some new friends."

"Um, no." Jimin scoffed, shoving Hobi aside as he headed out of the kitchen, Jin's donut securely in hand.

A pitiful whine left Hoseok as he followed after the short roseate, lips pulled into a pout. "But why not?"

"Because you're too damn nice. I don't need fans sliding into my DMs, begging me to play matchmaker while I'm still single. It doesn't work that way, buddy."

Realizing he wasn't making headway, Hobi sighed in defeat. "'Kay, I guess I'll catch you later." With that, he bounced away to an unknown destination.

Shaking his head at Hobi's exuberant exit, Jimin turned to ascend the stairs, ready to be done with it all. Yet, just as his foot touched the first step, someone called out his name. "Oh, my fucking Gods! I can't get anywhere in this damn house without any fucking interruptions!" he hissed, pivoting and making his way to the source of the voice.

"What?" Jimin's voice dripped with ice as he found himself face-to-face with two guys engrossed in a horror movie on the television.

One of them tore his gaze away from the demonic entity on-screen to lock eyes with Jimin, his red hair falling across his face. "Well, damn. All I did was call your name. No need to be a little bitch about it," he retorted, his deep voice slicing through the screams on TV.

"Ugh. Fine, what do you want, Tae?"

"Just wondering what you're up to and if you'd like to join me and Kookie for movie night," the red-haired guy replied, gesturing toward a boy with black hair.

"Well, I was going around introducing everyone on my TikTok, but I had to bring Jin his damn donut." Jimin raised the treat wrapped in napkins.

"Oh, cool. Can you introduce me too?"

"Might as well." Rolling his eyes, Jimin adjusted the camera to showcase both guys on the couch. "Alright everyone, this redhead is my main bitch, AKA best friend for life, AKA ride or die, AKA soulmate, Taehyung. He's 19, the same age as me, and is also the second youngest one in our group. And no, he's taken, so y'all can back the fuck up," he snapped, watching a flurry of thirsty comments about Taehyung popping up on the screen.

"No, I'm not taken. Jimin's just messing with you. I'm single, people," Taehyung clarified, his lips forming a boxy shape after playfully kicking Jimin's leg.

Jimin kicked him back before shifting his attention to the other teenager in the room. "And this muscle pig is Jungkook. He's 17 and the baby of our squad. He doesn't speak English very well, so don't bother asking me for his TikTok."

Jungkook tore his eyes away from the movie, his brows furrowing at Jimin's words. "Yes, I do, you little bitch."

"Whoa, simmer down, kiddo. Aren't you a tad too young to be dropping curse words so casually?" Jimin leaned forward, an eyebrow arching teasingly, goading the young guy to fire back.

But instead of taking the bait, Jungkook just scoffed. "You're not worth the breath in my lungs to argue with, you fucking cumslut."

Though caught off guard by the hostility in Jungkook's voice, Jimin merely sniffed, holding his head high. "Tuh!" he spat with a roll of his eyes. "Is that the best you got, kiddie? I've seen babies with sharper teeth than that."

Jungkook didn't spare him a second glance, nudging Taehyung to speak on his behalf.

Clearing his throat, Taehyung straightened up, flashing Jimin a quirky smile. "Sorry, Chim, but I think it's best if you make your exit. You know, take a breather."

Huffing, Jimin waved him off before turning away. "Whatever. Bye-bye, hoes."

"Don't bother coming back, bitch," Jungkook's voice rang out as Jimin retreated.

A few minutes later, Jimin found himself standing in front of a closed door. Just as he was about to pass it, a mischievous thought struck him, prompting him to take a detour. With a mischievous grin, he swung the door open, startling the purple-haired individual inside, causing him to drop his book onto the ground in surprise. "Jimin! How many times do I have to tell you to knock?" the man scolded, rubbing his forehead in exasperation.

"Everyone, meet Namjoon. He's the same age as Hoseok and is the fourth oldest in our group," Jimin introduced, intentionally disregarding Namjoon's inquiry.

"What are you even doing?" Namjoon asked, clearly annoyed.

"Going live and introducing you all to my TikTok fans," Jimin replied, undeterred.

"Well, now that you're done, can you please leave and close the door behind you, so I can read in peace?" Namjoon asked, picking up his fallen book. But as he did so, the spine ripped, and pages fluttered to the floor. "Goddammit!" he exclaimed, placing a hand on the coffee table for support, only for one of its legs to give way, causing it to crash to the ground.

Another groan escaped Namjoon's lips as he placed his hands on his head in frustration.

"Careful, Joon. You might break your neck," Jimin snickered, relishing in Namjoon's misfortune.

"Shut the hell up, Jimin! Now, if you're not going to help, please leave." Namjoon bent down to retrieve his damaged book from the floor.

A snort of amusement escaped Jimin. "And who the fuck are you? You don't get to boss me around. I'm a grown-ass man—"

"Jimin! Where the fuck is my donut? I've been waiting for twenty damn minutes!" Jin's voice bellowed from the other room.

"On my way!" Jimin shouted, his eyes widening as he hurried up the stairs to deliver Jin his treat.

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"I fucking hate this house," Jimin grumbled to himself, laying flat out on his bed.

After giving Jin his donut (which he promptly threw away, forcing Jimin to fetch a replacement), Jimin returned to his room to wrap up the livestream. "Alright, you lonely bitches, I'm about to end the Livestream, but before I go, I need to set up some ground rules, or whatever the fuck I have to do on here so I don't get reported and deleted," he said, sitting up and positioning his phone to capture his face.

"Rule number one: There will be an assload of cursing on here, so brace yourselves for a shitstorm of profanity. If you can't handle being called a bitch, a few well-placed fuck yous, or the word hoe, then this ain't the place for you, sweetheart."

The sound of someone banging on the door next to him interrupted Jimin from continuing his list of rules.

"Jungkook! Where the fuck is my banana milk?" A voice shouted from outside Jimin's room.

"I don't fucking know, Yoongi! Why the hell are you asking me?" Jungkook's voice retorted.

Jimin hopped out of bed and made his way to his door. Creaking it open, he saw Yoongi standing in front of Jungkook with an angry scowl on his face.

"Because it's not where I left it in the damn freezer, you little bitch! And you stay drinking my shit!"

"Well, I don't know! Ask Taehyung!"

"Don't bring me into shit!" aehyung's voice echoed as he flung open his own bedroom door. "I saw Jungkook drinking it earlier!"

"What the fuck, Tae! You promised you wouldn't tell! You're such a damn snitch!"

"Fuck you, Jungkook! I'm not trying to die! I have class tomorrow!" Taehyung shot back slamming his door shut.

Jimin sighed, closing his own door and turning back to his livestream, determined to resume the rules.

"I'm going to fucking kill you, Jungkook!" The sounds of thundering footsteps were heard as Yoongi chased the young boy down the hallway. "Come here, you little shit!"

Jimin waited until it was silent before moving on to the next rule.

"Number two: There will be many references to TikTok videos on here, so don't be slow and say things like 'I remember this from TikTok,' or 'Wait, that was from TikTok. Omg, she stole that idea!' because she fucking knows that already. Why do you think the title is called TikTok?"

"Number three: A few of these chapters will be based on TikTok videos, others not. Some of these chapters will be based on Xani's imagination because she's low-key stupid and a whole crackhead," he said, shaking his head. "I mean, you already knew that from reading her author's notes in her other book. It's called No Hoods Attached by the way. And yes, I fucking did advertise her book on here. Fight me," Jimin dared with an arched brow.

"Anyways, number four: Don't be a bitch and steal any of her work from her. I know it's called TikTok and will even have chapters based on a few of the most known videos, but all of this is from Xani's mind and takes a lot of thinking for her to come up with these, so just think of something else please."

"And finally, number five: Enjoy. Be sure to heart and reblog," he finished. "Now. I believe that is all that needs to be said. Other than that, enjoy what we have planned. See you hoes later." With that, Jimin clicks off the app, ending the Livestream.

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"See? I told you he's amazing!" Seora exclaimed with a happy nudge as the pinkette finished the live.

You nodded, a genuine smile forming on your lips. "Can't believe I didn't know about him, he's a vibe," you said, pulling out your own phone, "Hey, share the link to his TikTok. I want to follow him right now so I don't forget."

A happy smile filled your face as the link popped up, and without a second to waste, you pressed follow.

~𝐄𝐱𝐭𝐫𝐚~

Jimin lay on his bed, scrolling through his phone after finishing the live stream. He was about to close the app when a notification popped up from TikTok. His lips curled into a self-assured smirk as he clicked on it, revealing the message.

Y/N now follows you.

"Heh, about time," he chuckled to himself, feeling a hint of cockiness creeping into his demeanor. The thrill of being one step closer to beating Jin's follower count fueled his competitive spirit. Not that he would admit it out loud, but he secretly loved the friendly rivalry they had going on.

"Oh, Y/N, you've got good taste," he said, addressing the notification as if you were right there with him. "Following the right TikToker, I see."

Jimin relished in the thought of impressing you with his future content, confident that you wouldn't be disappointed. After all, his videos were pure gold, and his charisma oozed through the screen. He knew he had a way of drawing people in, and he fully intended to keep you entertained.

With a newfound determination, he started brainstorming ideas for his next videos, eager to put his charm and talent to work. "Time to show Jin who's the real TikTok king," he mused, setting his sights on surpassing his friend's follower count.

Jimin's mind buzzed with excitement, and he couldn't wait to see what the future held for his TikTok journey. He knew that with more followers like you joining his ever-growing fanbase, he was well on his way to TikTok stardom. The playful competition with Jin only added fuel to the fire, and he was more than ready to rise to the challenge.

As he set his phone aside, Jimin couldn't help but think that this was just the beginning of something big. Little did he know that a simple follow from you, Y/N, would ignite a spark of motivation and drive that would propel him to even greater heights on TikTok.

#bts v #bts #bts army #comedy #taehyung x reader #bts jungkook #bts jimin #bts x reader #bangtan #bangtan sonyeondan #bangta boys #bts icons #bts jin #suga #yoongi x reader #hobi x reader #hoseok x reader #bts seokjin #seokjin x reader #kim seokjin #namjoon x reader #namjoon #jimin x reader #park jimin #taehyung x you #jimin x y/n #jungkook x reader #jeongguk x reader #yoongi x you #kpop

[osixmediagroup]

#JackHarlow and #Jungkook having fun on set of new video “3D” 🤣

#osixmediagroup #osixmedia #hiphop #comedy #rap #K-pop #jungkook #jack harlow #funny #musician #music

[yoontastic]

#this is peak comedy #lmao #bts #meme #bts meme #lejindary tweets #bts army tweet #tiktok #funny tiktok #run bts #run bts meme #Jungkook #jeon jungkook #jk #jjk #jungkook meme

[lillithlfe]

Jimin: See, I know we have our differences and that you do not harbor cordial feelings towards me. But for not our sake, but the others', we need to get a long. So, I suggest a truce, what'd u say?

Chair:

Jimin: *starts an electric saw* I see you've made your choice.

#bts #bangtanboys #btssuga #yoongi #btsjimin #jimin #incorrectbtsquotes #quotes #comedy #funnyposts #btsrm #namjoon #btsjin #jin #btsjhope #hobi #hoseok #btsjungkook #jungkook #btsv #taehyung #incorrectquotes #kpop #kpopincorrectquotes #kpopband #kband #kpopmeme #kpopmemes #btsincorrectquotes

[candywife333]

My Little Saesang (Part 1)

chubby reader x idol jungkook

Summary: Y/N had been a super fan for a while. Some would say bordering on saesang or creep level. She didn't think she was one, till she experienced an incident that made her stop being a fan. She had never thought that Jungkook or any of BTS ever noticed her, as she was part of the masses of obsessive fans. But they had. Especially, one doe eyed idol in particular. He never thought he would miss his fan, or shall we say saesang. Yet, he couldn't help but notice her absence. And he didn't know when her presence started to matter to him so much.

Disclaimer: The Jungkook represented in this fic does not reflect the true actions or thoughts of the real life Jungkook. Please treat this fic as exactly what it is, fiction

Triggers: Critique of fandom culture and kpop as a whole, identity crisis, eventual smut

Note: Not proofread. Slated to be approximately 4 parts or less.

"Y/N, what the hell are you still doing in that cafe? Didn't we come over here to spy on Jungkook at his house before he heads off to M-CountDown for his performance? I don't remember scheduling a pit-stop for you to have a second lunch", Kim-Hee glared down at me through her thick framed black glasses that honestly sort of made her look like a sexy principal. Anger at being diverted from her goal of catching the tan pop-star in his sweaty excellence seemed to cloud her vision.

I retorted back with a snort, "You know me very well at this point, after being my fellow saesang comrade in arms for close to 2 years girl. I am digesting my food baby as we speak and will soon be ready for delivery in that nasty garbage ass smelling toilet. I have a date with the shits, so to speak. Don't you see that my jeans are popped open and the zip down ready to go. I don't got the energy to chase this man today. Our stunt at New York was bad enough, don't you think"? Shaking my head at her idiocy even after knowing me for so long, I exclaimed, "Feel free to chase him in time for his ending fairy if you feel like it though. I am just not feeling it today".

Kim Hee, my bestie, stared at me with squinted eyes, black tiny eyes glittering in the harsh sun, "Girl, you were the one who had this all scheduled out a month back? How could you not bloody commit at the crucial time!!!! Our fucking junior fans are counting on your stupid ass". I waved my right at her in dismissal, ramen sauce covering my lips like a new Fenty lipstick that I just could not afford right now with my measly ass job as janitor at KBS.

I snarled back in irritation, "Tell those kids to go and study in college, that's more important than following his dumb ass anyways. He won't remember them for their troubles. At max, he will remember a few fans from their initial debut days , get married to a rich ass plasticky actress, have beautiful spoiled kids, and die a rich philanthropist. Saesangs don't get paid if you catch my point. Honestly, if it paid as a job, I would consider it. But I think I may have to retire". I patted my distended stomach in contentment, satisfied with the first proper meal I had in 3 days, stalking JK with my team all over New York and then catching a flight to Korea for his album showcase.

My bestie stared at me now in shock, with wide eyes, hands waving in the air, clearly confused at my statements, "Didn't you just say a week ago that this was all worth it? That supporting our faves, especially BTS, and the lord and savior himself , Jungkook, was a noble passion to pursue? Why have you suddenly done a 180 on us and him like this"? I flinched visibly at her reminder of what I used to be and who I used to be. The person she described felt foreign to me now. Ever since I opened my eyes and saw what fans, especially super fans like us, who didn't have a life outside of BTS suffered, I was a reformed woman. A reformed woman who had decided as of now to save all my money for some botox and a dental appointment, some clothes for mom and dad, and a hot meal for my younger sister. I was going to go from being a crysallis to a butterfly. In essence, I was going to woman the fuck up. That's what the fuck I was about to do with my life.

With this aim in mind, I slammed my fist against the plastic table, startling Kim Hee. "Bestie, you never got close enough to JK to see how much he hated it, okay? He hated us in those moments that we invaded his privacy. Remember that one time I snuck up on the set of them filming "Black Swan" to give him a godiva chocolate my mom had brought back from Sweden?" Kim Hee nodded in assent, clearly knowing how much of big deal it was for me to part with food of any kind, for any reason, for anyone (Even my own family). I loved luxury chocolate and food in general. Nobody could rip it out of my hands , as evidenced by Kim Hee and all our friends in middle school when I slapped a guy stupid and hit him in the nuts for taking a ferrero rocher out of my hands---the motherfucker.

I continued ,"Well I gave it to his hands while he was waiting outside at the entrance of the set. Even normies like me are allowed on that area, it was not a restricted filming area. I just left the chocolate next to where he was sitting, with a red bow (his name engraved on it) wrapped around it. He legit stared at me in confusion, like he had not seen me for the past 9 years, sneered at me, disdain in his beady black eyes and threw the chocolate in the dustbin like it was as figment of his imagination". Kim Hee stared at me in dismay, clearly knowing that what I considered the foremost cardinal sin in life was throwing away food, particularly expensive food.

I wrung my hands in the air, holding in my tears, "Bestie, it was white chocolate, do you understand? It was limited christmas edition. I could never afford that chocolate in my dreams , if not for one of mom's colleagues gifting it to her. Chili ,(my sister) was yapping about it for days, salivating, thinking she could bite into it. And I sacrificed it to an undeserving multi millionaire". I sat back down on the bench, numbly, tears streaming down my face. I was so done with him and the entire group at this point. I understand that what we do, Saesangs, stalkers, whatever they like to call us, is not correct. We should not be so invasive. But I always told the kids who followed in my footsteps that we could support them, but just not to the point that we impinged on their personal lives. I had done some fucked up things as a newbie army, but two years into their debut, I understood that limits were required.

The most I had ever done since then, was to gift the members things as a fan. Whatever I could afford. Whether that was their favorite convenience store snack left by us on the set of one of their music video shoots. Or a pack of gum or their favorite desserts when we attended fan meets. I and the girls who followed me on these adventures, as I used to call them, never snuck into HYBE. We were of the more benign variety, not on par with the crazies who took the same flight as them (not that I could afford that), or collected saliva, sweat, and urine samples. For goodness sakes, we didn't even run after their vehicles, we just waved politely and jumped up and down like rabid dogs that had treats waved in their faces.

The moment I was compelled to stop following my fave, or I guess my former bias as of now, was simply when he casually looked at the chocolate I had left next to him as though it were poison, and tossed it in the trash without looking back. That was when I knew, I was worthless in his eyes, along with the rest of the fans who tried so hard.

We shelled out money saved up from little jobs and pocket money accumulated for months together, to buy expensive albums, merchandise, and anything else they put out. We forgo the little luxuries like nicer shoes and warmer coats in winter to buy tickets for outdoor showcases and shiver in the cold wind to just catch a glimpse of one of their half smiles. We stream their music that speaks of love that we do not comprehend, love whose face is so unfamiliar in our youth that we would pass it by as though it were a stranger. When we don't have anyone in our lives to hug us and hold us and kiss us, to wipe our tears and pat us on the back when we are down and to tell us that everything will be alright, we stare at them in the tabloids extrapolating who they could be in love with, fantasizing about a love that could never be ours. We live our lives, living for them, living around them as though we are satellites caught int he orbit of a bigger planet, and now, it does not make sense to me anymore.

It may just be a chocolate, stupid worthless and insignificant to him. It may be cheap, a show of cheap love that he wishes to spit on. But it wasn't cheap to me. My love wasn't cheap. Food isn't cheap, especially food bestowed with love. And I was done giving my love away for free, as though it meant nothing. As though it were a cheap cigarette to be smoked and discarded, ground under the foot of someone who had finished using it for a fleeting high. Cheap and dispensable and convenient, that's what we were, what I had become.

I cringed internally as my gaze redirected towards Kim Hee. I croaked out in determination while chewing on the remnants of soggy ramyun, "We are done babe. I am through with this horrible, parasitic relationship. I am going to figure out how to make myself rich or get rich through marriage. I am done being stupid, falling over myself for a guy or a group of guys who don't see or appreciate me. They get rich on my desperation, and I don't wish to give them that power anymore".

#jungkook x reader #bts x reader #chubby reader #monologue #dramatic #angst #comedy #jungkook x curvy reader #jungkook x plus size reader #jungkook x chubby reader #bts x curvy reader #bts x plus size reader #bts x chubby reader

[yepimthatonequirkyteenager]

waking up, you either get slapped with naked bts magazine covers or an enlistment notice

#Lol #humor #comedy #bts #army #bts army #jungkook #jimin #v #kim taehyung #rm #kim namjoon #jin #kim seok Jin #suga #min yoongi #jhope #jung hoseok #for you #tumblr

[weishenbwi]

Write a story about serial killer Jeon Jungkook and detective Kim Taehyung. Jungkook has tattoos and piercings and is a yandere. Taehyung is trying to solve the murders.

Jeon Jungkook was a man of contradictions. On the one hand, he was a successful businessman with a charming smile and a magnetic personality that made him the life of the party. But on the other hand, he was also a yandere, consumed by a dangerous obsession with a woman he believed was his true love. This obsession led him down a dark path, one that involved multiple murders and a trail of blood that led straight to his doorstep.

Detective Kim Taehyung was assigned to the case, and he was determined to bring the killer to justice. He had heard about Jungkook's tattoos and piercings, but he didn't think they would have any bearing on the case. After all, a killer was a killer, regardless of their appearance.

As Taehyung delved deeper into the investigation, however, he began to realize that Jungkook's tattoos and piercings were more than just a fashion statement. They were a part of his persona, a way for him to assert his dominance over his victims and to intimidate anyone who might try to stop him.

Taehyung spent long hours poring over crime scene photos and interviewing witnesses, trying to piece together a profile of the killer. He discovered that Jungkook had a pattern - he always targeted women who resembled his lost love, and he always left behind a distinctive mark, a symbol that he had tattooed on his own body.

With this knowledge, Taehyung began to close in on Jungkook. He tracked him to his lavish penthouse apartment, where he found evidence linking him to the murders. But when he confronted Jungkook, the killer was ready for him.

Jungkook lunged at Taehyung, his tattoos and piercings gleaming in the dim light. Taehyung fought back, his heart pounding in his chest as he struggled to subdue the killer. In the end, he emerged victorious, and Jungkook was taken into custody.

As Taehyung walked away from the scene, his mind was racing with thoughts of what could have been. If he had been just a little bit slower, just a little bit less skilled, Jungkook could have taken him down. But he didn't dwell on those thoughts for long. He had a job to do, and he was damn good at it. And with one more killer off the streets, he knew that he had made a difference in the world.

#chatgpt #lol this is so entertaining to me #but the writing could improve tenfold #bts #jungkook #taehyung #yandere #jungkook serial killer #prompt #good bot #that first paragraph is so funny to me though #the way it reads... it's not even a little bit serious #*FINISHED READING* #PLEASE THIS IS SO FUNNY #comedy

[winxanity-ii]

SHIPS/OT7

╰❝𝓨𝓸𝓾 𝓬𝓪𝓷'𝓽 𝓼𝓽𝓸𝓹 𝓶𝓮 𝓯𝓻𝓸𝓶 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓶𝔂𝓼𝓮𝓵𝓯.❞

🇰‌🇪‌🇾‌: ❥ = smut | 🔥 = heated/spicy | ✿ = fluff | 🕷 = angst | ✰ = personal fav

FICS

ONE-SHOTS

𝐓𝐈𝐊𝐓𝐎𝐊 | ✰ | Fem!Reader / Crack!AU ↴

𝗜𝗡 𝗪𝗛𝗜𝗖𝗛- the Bangtan Household shares their chaotic lives through TikTok and by chance, you are one of their fans.

HEADCANONS

#bts v #bts #bts army #comedy #taehyung x reader #bts jungkook #bts jimin #bts x reader #bangtan #bangtan sonyeondan #bangta boys #bts icons #bts jin #suga #yoongi x reader #hobi x reader #hoseok x reader #bts seokjin #seokjin x reader #kim seokjin #namjoon x reader #namjoon #jimin x reader #park jimin #taehyung x you #jimin x y/n #jungkook x reader #jeongguk x reader #yoongi x you #‧̍̊˙˚˙xaniwrites-

[ashirabts]

Bangtan Military Diaries:

"What Did I Miss?"🤧

Sorry, my grammar is not the best. Don't come for me 😂)

The barracks were silent except for Taehyung's soft snores. He was in bed with a minor cold while the other members were out training. Suddenly, he woke up with a start and grabbed several tissues from the box next to him, preparing for a giant sneeze. He used up almost the entire box and settled back into bed, feeling tired. He reached for his phone, which was lost in the messy blankets, to check the time. It was almost evening, and the members would be back soon. He missed a full day of training due to his cold and was eager to know what happened while he was absent.

Around 6 o'clock, the members returned to their barracks, laughing and joking about their training. They didn't realize that they had woken Taehyung up. Taehyung groaned as the light and noise flooded the room. "Sorry, hyung. We didn't mean to wake you up," said Jungkook. "It's okay. So, what did I miss?" Taehyung asked as he sat up in bed.

"Today was wild," Jungkook laughed. "What happened?" Taehyung asked with interest.

"Jimin cannonballed out of the plane, dragging Namjoon Hyung with him," Jungkook laughed hysterically.

"That wasn't funny. We barely made it to the ground in one piece," said Namjoon.

"Yeah, says the person who nearly fried us all to a crisp," Jungkook teased.

"That was a mistake," Namjoon defended himself.

"Yeah, a mistake that nearly got us blown to bits. I think I saw my life flash before my eyes," Jimin retorted.

"I thought they said we had to toss the missile to each other," Namjoon said.

"While it was lit?! You were supposed to throw the missile in the center, then take cover. We weren't playing hot potato," Jungkook half-yelled. "I think that plane jump loosened your IQ marbles"

"Haha, you're the one to talk, Mr. 'They see me rollin', they hatin'" Namjoon sang.

"What do you mean?" Taehyung asked in confusion.

"This babo drove a tank down the street!" Namjoon said, referring to Jungkook.

"Wait, what?" Taehyung said in shock while staring at Jungkook, who now had a guilty smile on his face.

"Yeah, he drove that thing like a Harley. Ended up dragging a whole stoplight and pole back to the base," Jimin laughed.

"Hey, it's not my fault. They told me to drive it to the other side of the base," Jungkook said defensively.

"Exactly! Using the path, not a public street!" Jimin said.

"It was a shortcut!" Jungkook defended.

"Shortcut?! More like a detour," Namjoon chuckled. "You could've caused an accident."

"Sorry, I only drive cars and motorcycles," Jungkook said raising his hands in the air.

"Dang, I hate I missed it. It sounds like you guys had fun," Taehyung said, trying to calm down his laughter.

"Fun is not the word," Jimin said, shaking his head.

"I hope I get over this cold soon so I can join you guys," Taehyung said.

"Heh, I'll gladly trade places with you, hyung," Namjoon said.

(Hope you guys enjoyed this. I'm trying to come up with new ideas, feel free to leave some in the comments. Luv u💜)

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