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jksoftii · 10 months
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☆♡ JUNGKOOK FIC RECS ♡☆
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this is a list of my favorite jungkook fics! most of these contain smut so no minors allowed. please show your love to all these amazing authors :) !!
a - angst f - fluff s - smut
SERIES
Birds by @missbickerbocker a f s strangers to lovers au (Doctor!Jungkook x TravelBlogger!Reader)
Summary - In Jungkook's world stability is key. He knows what exactly is expected of him as head doctor of Seoul's ER Unit. But when an unfortunate collision lands him at your bedside in his own ER unit, his stable world starts to shift. — the angst, the sexual tension, everything about this is just perfect!! doctor jk 😭🙌🏻
Gradation by @shina913 a f s bestfriend to lovers au fwb slow burn (Bestfriend!Jungkook x Reader)
Summary - On your wedding day your fiancé leaves you at the altar. While reeling from embarrassment and heartbreak, your bestfriend, Jungkook, wants to do everything that he can to help you heal. — i remember coming back to this fic again and again because the entire storyline in itself was so comforting, everyone around oc was so caring and jungkook especially made my heart burst in this one!
Friday nights and takeout by @ahundredtimesover a f s strangers to friends to lovers (Idol!Jungkook x Reader)
Summary - You meet pop star/idol Jeon Jungkook at the café, you get close, and as Hyejin says, you’re like friends with benefits without the sex. But you’re bad at feelings and so is he — i love love love cute happy endings. there was a lot of scolding eachother but their dynamic itself was just endearing 🤧💖 @ahundredtimesover 's other works are also wonderful! you won't be disappointed checking them out!
Lost Stars by @yoongiofmine a f s strangers to friends to lovers au slow burn (Idol!Jungkook x Reader)
Summary - Jungkook was lost. He didn’t know who he was anymore, so he decided to leave and find himself. But he wasn’t expecting to find you along the way, an island girl who has no idea who he is. Jungkook has a secret. But so do you. — i read this in one sitting because it was so interesting! the twists in this story kept me engaged, i felt like i was in a movie.
Coquet by @shina913 a f s fake dating au strangers to lovers (Escort!Jungkook x Reader)
Summary - On your brother's wedding, you dread traveling to see your family–whom you have successfully avoided for over a year after moving across the country for work. In an effort to save face, you hire an escort to get them off your back and perhaps even make your ex–who happens to be the best man–a little jealous. — another one by @shina913 because i can't get enough of their writing! the angst, fluff, smut everything was balanced so well. top notch literally. sexy escort jungkook made me get on my knees no joke 🙌🏻🤧
Once You Realize by @kooala a f s friends to lovers idol au (Idol!Jungkook x Idol!Reader)
Summary - Seeing your friend regularly turned out to be difficult because of your colliding schedules, but seeing him again after a couple of months something about the way you thought about Jungkook seemed to have shifted. If only you wouldn’t have started getting close with someone else before you had realized how you felt about your best friend — this indeed is the cutest falling in love story! it's a slowburn but not overwhelming. sjdhjsjs it's just adorable 🥲
ONESHOTS
In which drabble series by @onlyswan a f s established relationship au (Idol!Jungkook x Reader)
Summary - this is the cutest collection drabbles of boyfriend jungkook!! i recommend all of the installments, the writing is perfect, it's packed with perfectly illustrated details and vivid emotions and you can feel the love radiate from them 🥹 Art is by far my favorite writer on here 🙌🏻 these are a few of my personal favs from the installments -
in which jungkook comes home drunk but bam can’t speak f wc: 2.6k
— no because drunk jk is a menace and we all know it. this was so chaotic and fluffy it made me want to scream!!!
in which jungkook stumbles with his new pair of eyes f wc: 2.8k
— jungkook with glasses. my weakness. but this was so cute and fluffy! it's his little journey figuring out how to handle his glasses with oc!
in which jungkook is giving up on you but you have so much love left to give a f s wc: 8.3k
— this is actually a angsty one but it shows their ups and downs as a couple and gives more insight into their relationship!
The Boy with Galaxies in his Eyes by @oddinary4bts a f s wc: 52.9k strangers to fwb to lovers au (Idol!Jungkook x TattooArtist!Reader)
Summary - you had never thought the night sky could be found in someone’s eyes. That is, until you met Jeon Jungkook and his gravity pulled you in. Will he crush you with the galaxies in his eyes, or will you learn to explore his worlds and make them yours? — this has a LOT of angst, i won't lie i cried a few times reading this too. the character growth in this was just so phenomenonal. i go back a lot to this and read it again and again just to re-live the story. and ofc the smut is an amazing add on toooo 😭🙌🏻
My babysitters a quarterback by @ohpretty-baby a f wc: 30k enemies to lovers high-school au (Quarterback/Babysitter!Jungkook x Cheerleader!Reader)
Summary - after getting cheated on by the star of the hockey team, park jimin, your life (as expected) goes downhill. what you don’t expect is your parents being skeptical of whether or not you’re a good older sibling for your sister. you also don’t expect them to call jeon jungkook—the person you hate most—to babysit the two of you.
or, alternatively: jungkook babysits you even though the two of you are the same age. — i love this so much oh my goshhhhh this is one of the fics which will make you laugh and cry at the same time. it's fluffy and their dynamic is absolutely adorable. it's sooooo beautifully written!! :))
Spring will come again by @baepsaesbae a f s wc: 10.9k strangers to lovers au (Photographer!Jungkook x Baker!Reader)
Summary - Springtime generally brings new beginnings, but being stuck in a small town all your life means nothing ever changes. Finally, something, or rather, someone, stumbles into your life. Can this shy boy manage to change your life forever? — everything in this just feels so warm and comforting and jk is so sweet and so precious in here. there's angst but a very cute happy ending. the writing was so well done and so well articulated!! <333
Safety Net by @pradaksj (TWO-SHOT) a f s enemies to friends to lovers roommates au (Boxer!Jungkook x Reader)
Summary - On new year’s eve, you and jungkook reflect on each other’s entire year together. — this is one of my favorite fics ever. it's hilarious and emotional at the same time. both are literally the definition of dumb and dumber 😭 @pradaksj did a lovely job at illustrating their relationship progression. boxer jk just has my entire heart 😵‍💫🙌🏻
Be-Ghoul-Ment by @dokyeomin f wc: 10.1k idiots to lovers university au (Blonde!Jungkook × Reader)
Summary - [beguilement (noun): an entertainment that provokes pleased interest and distracts you from worries and vexations] --- You hate haunted houses more than you’ve ever hated anything. You don’t understand the appeal. But this Halloween, you decide you might hate Kim Taehyung even more. — the cutest fic ever! jk and oc both being a nervous wreck in this was so relatable 😭, and I loved the side friendships with Taehyung and Hobi. It was so sweetly crafted and left me feeling happy inside.
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kooala · 4 years
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So this was a super quick and random oneshot I just wrote, hope all the Tae stans are going to love this fluffy extravaganza! Again - english isn’t my first language so be kind! enjoy x
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Pairing: Taehyung x Reader
Wordcount: 1,8k
Genre: So fluffy you’re gonna wanna gag; boyfriend Tae
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It had been a while since you were able to see Taehyung in person and although facetiming him every day seemed to fill the empty void in your chest, nothing could ever beat putting your arms around him to hug him in tight, taking a deep breath and knowing he’s going to hold you forever.
But lately, you had been missing his touch and talking to him didn’t make you feel excited anymore - it made you feel sad. Sadness from the bottom of your heart because you had been missing him for months on end now. You had known this was going to happen when you fell in love, you not being from Korea and him not able to visit you constantly but that was a risk you had been willing to take for him, his love and affection. Reality seemed to hit pretty soon though and after three months of promotions in Korea, your heart was aching for him and his presence. 
Although you felt like you couldn’t live like this any longer, there was no way you would ever mention it to him because that would only make him feel worse about not being able to come around every time he felt like it.
Sitting on your bed while watching another senseless Netflix documentary to take your mind off things, you saw the little FaceTime icon appear in the corner of your MacBook, hearing the familiar sound of an incoming call and with a racing heart you sat up fast, fixing your hair and finding a good angle before accepting the call. 
You felt your heart burst at the sight of his cuddled up face in a pillow, his now black hair, curly and all over the place. 
“Hey babe... “, you mumbled and he opened his eyes, looking at his screen with a smile, the little freckle on his nose very noticeable in the camera. 
“Y/N.”, he sat up more, ruffling his hair and smiling into the camera.
“Hi.”, you say again and you felt proud seeing the way his face lit up hearing your voice.
“How are you?”, you ask again and he sat up more, leaning his head against the backrest before rubbing his eyes, looking into the camera and only now you could see the exhaustion on his face.
“I’m good. But how are you? How are your exams?”, he asked, dodging the question and you answered his questions if he didn’t feel like talking about how he felt you wouldn’t be the one to push.
“You look exhausted, Tae.”, you mumble after a while of talking and he shrugs a bit.
“It’s difficult at the moment but I don’t want to burden you with anything you’re in the middle of all your exams. Don’t worry about me, love. If you do your best and you’re happy, so am I.”, he smiled into the camera and you would’ve given everything to put your arms around him now. 
“I miss you.”, you mumble after a long moment of silence and as soon as your eyes started burning you regretted saying anything. You knew yourself too well, knowing you weren’t able to hold back the tears once you said it aloud.
“Don’t cry, my love.”, he said softly and you took your eyes off the screen, looking up at the ceiling to try and blink away the stream of tears, making it’s way down your cheeks,  unsuccessfully. 
“I’m sorry I don’t want to cry around.”, you chuckle and wipe your cheeks with the sleeves of your sweater, clearing your throat to try and get some composure and turned your head back to the screen smiling. “I know. It’s hard and I feel the same way. I can’t wait to see you soon. Four weeks feel like forever but I know we can make it.” His smile seemed like he was doing his best to make it seem genuine. Well aware that this was all you were able to get out of him now without him bursting into tears, you nodded and started talking about a couple of things that you had experienced over the past couple of weeks, talking about your friends and trips you had taken since Taehyung really enjoyed listening to your ‘ordinary’ life - a life that wasn’t easily accessible to him. 
“Alright it’s almost three in the morning, I have to go, I have to get up early, babe.”, you said after almost two and a half hours of talking.
“I’m sorry for keeping you up. Go to bed.” His nose scrunched up a little bit and he pouted his lips, making your heart ache again, wanting nothing more than to poke those cheeks and bite that nose.
“I love you, Y/N.”, he mumbled and smiled bright, filling up your entire screen. 
“I love you more. I can’t wait to see you. 28 days, baby.” His smile grew wider and you could feel the excitement rise up inside your chest.
“28 days my love. Sleep well and please do good at your exams, I know you can do it you just gotta trust yourself. You can do anything, you hear me?” His face was supposed to look encouraging but the little childish pout mixed with a little sulky expression came through and you had to chuckle.
“Thank you - I’ll do my very best. Sleep tight, love. I love you very much. Good luck with your performance tomorrow and text me after!” You make a kissy mouth, hoping he can see and feel it. 
“I will text, thank’s babe. Good night! I love you to the moon and back.” He rolled around the bed and you could tell that he had his flash of excitement before he was about to drop dead onto the sheets, falling asleep again. 
Watching him a little longer, the two of you finally waved a last goodbye before your screen turned black and you could see your own reflection in the MacBook.
Heading straight to bed after getting ready you tried to close your eyes but as expected, you couldn’t fall asleep for a long time, thinking about touching his soft hair and the way he usually traced over your lower back while you cuddled him in bed, playing with his fingertips over the small of your back, giving you goosebumps while falling asleep. Trying to hold onto that thought, you closed your eyes and imagined his warmth, tried to imagine his scent while hugging the stuffed cat he had bought you at the very beginning of your relationship, pressing it tightly against your chest. 
You woke up from a rumble in your room and blinked heavily and confused by the turned-on light on your nightstand you turned around lightly, trying to scan the room for a sign of why the light was turned on. You were sure you had turned it off before heading to bed yesterday. 
“I’m sorry I woke you.”, you could hear a low voice on the other side of the bed and flinching from the shock of not being alone in your apartment, let alone bed, you scoot away with a racing heart. It took you a couple of seconds to realize what had just happened and only once you could feel his arms wrap around your torso, you realized you weren’t dreaming. 
“I didn’t want to wake you or scare you.” Taehyung mumbled after scooting close under the covers, his body cold against yours from just arriving from outside. 
“What... “, you mumbled still confused and half asleep although all your senses seemed to be on high alert while you just stared at him in shock. 
“Surprise?”, he chuckled low and pulled his hand out under the covers, stroking a couple of strands of hair out of your face, tucking in behind your ear softly before stroking his thumb over your cheek gently. Your body definitely realized that he was there and the touches were real but your brain just seemed unable to catch up on it. 
“Can I pull you closer? You still seem shocked.”, he mumbled softly and you only nodded lightly, feeling the tears burn your eyes again as soon as the realization hit, that he was actually there with you after what felt like forever without him. 
He put his arm around you more, turning you to your side gently, pulling you in against his chest, tucked in under the warmth of your covers you couldn’t believe your luck. 
“I only have two days but I had to see you.” His lips brushed over your temple as he was whispering, placing hundreds of small kisses on your skin while rubbing over your back slow and comforting. 
You lowered your head, burying it on the crook of his neck and tried to hold in your happy tears, sliding both of your arms around him to pull him closer, grabbing the fabric of his shirt on his back, still in disbelief that all of this was happening. 
“Why did you call like I wouldn’t see you for another month, you’re so mean my heaaaart.”, you mumble onto his chest, smiling like an idiot about the fact that he was genuinely, here and lifting your head you looked at that little freckle you had only been able to admire from afar over the past weeks. 
“Because I am evil and I wanted to see that face?”, he smirked lightly and you lifted your hand to slide your hand through the back of his neck into his hair, running your fingers through them gently as you watched him close his eyes because he loved the feeling of you playing with his hair so much. 
Opening his eyes he softly ran his thumb over your lower lip before pulling you in closer, touching your lips with his, so soft at first that you could barely stand the feeling since it was so faint. He pouted his lips in, kissing them a little firmer and you could only smile, wrapping your arms around him tighter as the kiss deepened slowly and lazily, both of you intertwined in your sheets, feeling warm and cozy in each other’s embrace. 
It felt like the moment was lasting forever and once he broke the kiss to kiss the tip of your nose, you felt like it hadn’t lasted long enough. His gaze was scanning your face, smiling to himself as he appreciated seeing you up close again. 
“Now how about you turn that alarm off for tomorrow morning? I’ll be here when you wake up, don’t worry. We can spend two full days together.”, he mumbled while scooting down, making himself small, hugging in your chest and belly so you could rest your chin on his head, sliding your leg over him to hug him under completely.
“Sounds perfect to me.”, you mumble, turning off the nightstand light.
“I love you.”, you mumble quietly again and had to smile, scrunching your nose as you felt his lips on your neck soft.
“You too, my love. Every day.”
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ts19009 · 3 years
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BTS Fan Fiction Recommendations!
(Contains smut and mature subject matter)
(Bold title means favorite)
(Updated: April 28th, 2021)
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My Own fics
Bodyguard (bodyguard!jk x princess!reader) @ts19009-writes​ Love Bug (streamertae! x youtuber!reader) @ts19009​
Others Fan Fiction
Jungkook
tis your throne (rich!jk x reader) @kookie-chimchim​
Prima Noctra ( king!jungkook, virgin!reader, royalty au ) @taesinferno​
Prodigy (Teacher!jk x art student!reader) @kpopsinning​
Petal to the metal (florast!reader x jewlery maker!jk) @luxekook​
Sings to me (mermaid au) @bonny-kookoo​
Under your skin (tattoo artist!jk x reader) @bonny-kookoo​
Definition of Love (pregnancy au, idol!jk) @sparklingchim​
Our Little Girl (Expecting parents au,) @blu-joons​
Enouement (jkx mulan!reader) @littlemisskookie​
Sugar Rush (established relationship) @onlyswan
Valentines date (reporter!jk x reader) @jimidol
Breathe for you (marriage Au) @illneverrecover
Blue Orchid (Hanakhai Au) @inktae
BlueKooBerry (streamer!jk x streamer!reader) @kimtaehyunq
Arachne boy (spiderman!jk x reader) @kinktae
Sweeter than sweet (ceo!jk x (sugar baby!reader) @jungkxook
Brown eyed baby (single dad!jk x reader) @jeonstudios
Swinging by a fine line (spiderman!jk xreader) @mimikookie
Can't be without you @ahundredtimesover
Open Invitation (prince!jk x princess!reader) @jimidol
Problem with you (brothers best friend. E2L) @ahundredtimesover
What money can buy (rich!reader x jungkook) @jeonstudios
The blue Princess and her red rose (prince jk x princess reader) @cutaepatootie
Cardiovascular Palpitations (friends with benefits au, doctors au) @hayjeon
Home ( idol!Jungkook, foreign!Reader) @bonny-kookoo
a well-oiled machine | ii ( android au, robot au ) @jincherie
symmetry ( gryffindor!jungkook x slytherin!reader) @ddaenysus
Orange Tulips ( Soulmate!AU. Reincarnation!AU ) @kainks
Jungle ( rockstar!jk x manager!oc) @another-army-spot
before you universe (masterlist) | jjk ( friends to lovers, parents au )
Euphoria ( time travel au ) @btssavedmylifeblr
Quarter Quell (hunger games au) @chinkbihh
2 Years of Lost Time ( Hanahaki AU ) @kpopisthereasonihavenolife
Crush (dad/husband!jk) @jungxk
his service ( knight!jungkook x princess!reader ) @venusjeon
Five Dates ( Arranged Marriage!AU ) @kpopfanfictrash
winter soldier ( winter soldier/avengers au ) @mercurygguk
the love bug (spiderman!jk) @jungkxook
the inevitabilities of love (bestfreind!jk x reader) @jjiimin
it takes two ( fake dating!au ) @junghelioseok
Lose Somebody ( Ex boyfriend Jungkook, camping with friends, exes to lovers) @kooala
Red and Gold ( Iron Man!Jungkook ) @thedefinitionofbts
a Cinderella story ( athlete jeongguk x “nerdy” female reader ) @suhdays
re: untitled ( ceo!jk, arranged marriage ) @to-star-lake
melomaniac ( punk!jungkook / band au / friends-to-lovers ) @jungkxook
Stay Professional! Final ( Work AU! ) @btsfanficss
bleeding for you ( EMT!jungkook x female reader ) @mercurygguk
17 going on 27 ( photographer!jungkook x editor!reader (f) ) @hansolmates
Put Your Head On My Shoulder ( domestic au ) @koorara
new romantics ( hogwarts au, quidditch player!jungkook, enemies to lovers au ) @cupofteaguk
all over you (4/final) ( nerd!jk, fuckgirl!reader) @zibermuda
Shield ( security guard!jungkook x bartender!reader ) @joonsgalore
picture perfect ( pre-modern period!au / historical!au ) @moononthejoon
damn the delivery boy. ( Expecting Parents AU ) @deerguk
rivers over stones @masterninjacow
ice prince ( figure skating!au, enemies to lovers!au ) @gukyi
paddle with me ( campcounselor!au ) @yoongsgguktae
Chess of Ice 3 ( Sports!AU ) @jimlingss
love alive ( post break up au. exes to lovers au. ) @jamaisjoons
Love, Rekindled. ( enemies2lovers! au, ex!au, professional!au) @taecalikook
everythingoes | kth & jjk @jamaisjoons
Gingerbread Man Series @btsracket​ (Moved to ao3)
Written in the Stars ( Slow Burn, Pining, Soulmate Au ) @baepop
a beautiful epiphany | jeon jungkook ( friends to lovers au, aspiring artist!jungkook, journalist!reader ) @onherwings​  (Account deactivated)
bandslam ( college!au; rock band!au; e2l; ) (Account deactivated)
the wedding planners ( enemies to lovers!au, wedding!au ) @gukyi
Jungkook is Typing... (idol!jk) @glassbangtan
baby daddy ( idol!jungkook x reader ) @jimidol​
Sugarplum Elegy ( College!AU, FWB!AU, Soundcloud singer!AU, Idiots to Lovers!AU) @bymoonchild
Dynasty ( Historical!AU) (All time fav) @jimlingss
Second Chance (divorce!au, marriage!au) @parkhabits
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Taehyung
All this stigma (arrangedmarriage) @army-author​
Moirai @jimlingss
V-Live (Idoltae x reader) @glassbangtan
Saudade (idol!tae x dancer!reader) @chateautae
In search of Aurora Borealis (king!tae x princess!reader) @cutaepatootie
maybe i do | kth. masterlist ( arranged marriage!au ) @chateautae​
Paper Cranes ( College AU. Best friends to lovers ) @aquaminwrites
it’s you || part 1 || taehyung angst/fluff || hanahaki au @itsamejin
love me or we both go down ( enemies to lovers!au, arranged marriage!au, rich kids!au) @gukyi
Rent-a-Boyfriend™ @jimlingss
our secret (masterlist) ( CEO!taehyung x employee!reader ) changed username I will find it though!)
Until Yesterday ( inspired by the movie The Vow (2012) and a bit of The Notebook (2004) ) @jimlingss
Upstream color ( Escaping to Venice for a break from your strenuous job was meant to be simple. Go there, decompress for two weeks, and return feeling invigorated. But the soulful gondolier you meet on the docks in Saint Mark’s Square has you wanting to never leave at all) @honeymoonjin
My Fair Lady ( Historical/Fantasy AU ) @ot7always​
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Seokjin
The Nanny (jinx nanny!reader) @jjungkookislife
warm this winter ( seokjin x reader ft. ex-boyfriend jungkook ) @jamaisjoons
Fall in Hatred ( Marriage!AU, Divorce!AU (kind of) ) @jimlingss
peach parfait I ( you and seokjin have always been at odds as the top two chefs at big hit academy of culinary arts. enemies to lovers ) @jamaisjoons
Arcadia (dystopian au) @jimlingss
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cultleaderyoongi · 3 years
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Santa Baby | myg
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☆ pairing: Yoongi x f. reader (Hoseok x f. reader)
☆ genre: fluff, crack
☆ word count: 5.5k
☆ warnings: things get semi-spicy, a few cringey moments
☆ synopsis: Your first meeting with your boyfriend's parents for the Christmas holidays leaves you a nervous wreck, even more so with all the awkward occurrences you encounter on your visit. Luckily, one in particular, brings you and Yoongi closer together.
collab masterpost
☆ a/n: Hello hello! Finally, here it is  – my more than late contribution to the Christmas collab brought to life by @kooala​. In between tight schedules and a messed up circadian rhythm, this was hard to work on continuously. But I'm very pleased with the end result, and I hope you enjoy it, too, despite its tardiness I certainly died writing this Yoongi  
As always, thank you for reading if you do, and feedback is more than welcome ♡ I hope you all had lovely holidays, a great start to the new year, and may 2021 become a better year for all of us. Pls continue to stay safe and healthy everyone!
(P.S. there's a little surprise in the tags)
© cultleaderyoongi on tumblr | do not repost or translate on any platform
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Ah, Christmas. That time of the year to spend with your loved ones. To recount old stories, good or bad, bond (or bicker) over a mug of mulled wine, and create even more long-lasting memories.
Luckily this time around, you get to spend it with your boyfriend and his family – for the first time. As you can't make it home this year, the Mins invited you over, and you wouldn't make such a big deal out of it – except for the fact that it is. You're not just going to spend your first Christmas with Yoongi's family. On top of that, this is going to be your first time ever meeting them at all.
A part of you is relieved over the fact that circumstances are keeping you from flying home this time around. Though you miss your family very dearly, you can't deny the tendency for tension to arise when the whole lot comes together. From your aunts' passive-aggressive quarrels over past disputes to your grandmother's awkward questions about your private life – way to kill the mood.
You can only hope that Yoongi's family will welcome you with open arms, but even the slightest thought of their possible disapproval makes your insides churn.
Maybe having another good old family get-together would be easier after all.
The clock on the wall reads a quarter past twelve – around five hours left before you're supposed to leave. Usually, you're done packing a day prior, but this time you can't seem to make up your mind. Desperately, you roam around the room, packing piece after piece of clothing, checking their wearability and appropriateness before carefully putting them in your suitcase – just to second guess your choice and inspect them once more.
"Baby, you're gonna be fine," Yoongi reassures you for what feels like the hundredth time, his eyes glued on your restless figure.
"But what if they won't like me?" A pout forms on your lips as you still in your tracks, caressing the fabric of the coffee brown, knitted sweater dress in your hands.
He leaves from his leaning position in the doorway to where you are, the middle of your bedroom, surrounded by pieces of clothing in all sorts of cuts and colors. An amused smirk splays out on Yoongi's face as he meanders in between the fabrics. "They're gonna love you." His hands come out of his pockets to cradle your face, softly tilting your head back to place a chaste kiss on your lips.
You sigh, looking up at him with wondrous eyes. "How can you be so sure?"
"Well," Yoongi continues, "you're smart, funny, beautiful"–he emphasizes each word by following it up with another peck–"and most importantly, you make me happy which is another plus in the books."
"You think so?"
He nods, the pads of his thumbs stroking your cheeks in tiny motions.
At that, a smile forms on your face before reaching up to plant a kiss on him this time. "Help me pack then?"
You take on your initial position on the floor while Yoongi browses through your wardrobe, the scratchy noise of metal sliding on metal filling your ears.
"Oof." There's a short pause as he takes a further look at what might be a discovery. "This one. Very festive, if you ask me."
You lift your gaze from the neatly folded clothes in front of you – just to be met with Yoongi holding up a long-sleeved, form-fitting dress with a rather revealing neckline, the snow white material of it complimenting his honey blonde mop of hair. Definitely not meeting-your-boyfriend's-family-for-the-first-time material.
"Brings back memories. Happy birthday to me."
Hardly having finished his thought, a pillow comes flying at him with full force – which he manages to dodge.
"Idiot," you joke, head shaking at his shenanigans. "I need to look presentable." Your attention shifts back to the task at hand.
"You always look presentable," he murmurs. Tiptoeing around the disarray of fabrics once again, he plops down on the white carpeted floor behind you in a cross-legged fashion, arms wrapping around your middle, chin dropping down to rest on your shoulder. "I was just joking, baby."
"Were you though?"
"Hm," his hold around you tightens "maybe half-joking." A trail of kisses leaves his lips, starting from your cheek following down the line of your neck. The silky material of your bathrobe serves little to no protection from his onslaught of pecks as it progressively cascades down your shoulder.
"Whatcha doing?" You know his ministrations all too well, but still like to ask for good measure.
"Nothing really." He stills for a split second before planting one last open-mouthed kiss on your now exposed skin. "Just thought I'd remind you we're gonna be spending the next two days with my family. Privacy will be limited probably."
The clock now reads half-past twelve, the continuous ticking doing nothing to soothe your spiking nerves. You have yet to shower and finish packing. Maybe a little bit of a distraction will do you well – and you can't deny the weight of his argument.
"Okay, but help me pack for real later."
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The after-effects of your longer than intended intermission wear of little by little with each passing of another town. Halfway into the two-hour-long drive, your mind starts running wild again, rehearsing different ways to introduce yourself, replaying multiple scenarios of what could happen.
You and Yoongi have only been together for about nine months now. Despite his busy work schedule as a producer for one of the top record labels in the country, he always tries to find the time to talk to his family, and thus far you haven't been around to join in on his occasional Facetime calls – which you are secretly thankful for. Now in hindsight, it definitely would've helped you ease into the situation and lessen your anxiety.
"You're thinking too much."
Pulled out of your trance, you turn towards your boyfriend in the driver's seat. "I'm not," you sigh, your arm propped up on the door falling to your side, slightly cold from the freezing surface of the window.
"Don't lie to me. I can tell you are." Yoongi gives you as much of a short glance before focusing back on the road ahead of him. "Really, just go with the flow."
"You're one to talk," you retort, crossing your arms in front of your chest. "If you were to meet my parents, you'd be the same. Also, from what you've told me, yours are a lot more strict than mine."
"Well," one of his hands comes off the steering wheel to scratch the back of his head "they used to nag at me for being a bum, and for having a totally different career choice in mind than them, but this is an entirely different situation – and they're really not that bad."
"I'm not saying they are!" you fend, head shooting back in Yoongi's direction at which he chuckles. "I mean, I'm not trying to say anything bad about them at all." Fiddling with the hem of your sweater dress, you look back out of the window. "I'm just saying I have a lot of respect for them, that's all."
You feel a hand reaching out for yours, stopping your nervous fumbling before pulling it in, soft lips sending light kisses on your knuckles.
"You'll be fine. I promise."
The dissipated nerves reappear as soon as you step out of the car an hour later, the cold winter air knocking the breath out of you barely having any impact on you. In your head, you count to four, taking a deep inhale while you do so before releasing it again, the exhale coming out as a loud huff. You stare at the steps leading up to the house where you will be meeting the most important people in Yoongi's life.
"You ready?" The aforementioned stands next to you now, your suitcase and his duffle bag in hand. He shoots you a quick glimpse as he locks the car behind you before his eyes return to you, lingering on your tense expression under the dim street light. Stuffing the car keys into one of the pockets of his padded coat, he shuffles closer to you. "Here."
Your gaze drops down to his outstretched hand before landing on the luggage beside him. "No, gimme that. I'm not letting you carry all that by yourself." You motion towards your suitcase.
"It's fine, baby. Don't worry about it."
"Don't be stubborn." You reach out for his duffle bag sitting atop of your suitcase. "Then gimme this at least. It's lighter."
"Alright, fine. I'm not gonna fight you." He dramatically holds up his hands in defense, a small chuckle leaving his lips.
You shove him slightly, head shaking with a hint of a smile before grabbing his bag and waiting for his cue to leave. Trying your hardest to bury any intrusive thought, you feel Yoongi's fingers entangle with yours, the gesture warming your heart despite his cold digits leaving a chilling sensation on the back of your hand.
"You got this." He sends you one last reassuring look before you go on your way.
As the two of you reach the top of the stairs, Yoongi rings the doorbell, and soon after you hear a round of soft barking.
"Ah, I can't wait for you to meet the dog." A wide grin appears on his face.
"What about your parents?"
"Important, but not as important," he jokes.
"What's not as important?" The both of you freeze in place as the door opens, and you're greeted with the figure of an older woman, about a head shorter than you.
"Oh, nothing." Your boyfriend coughs. "I missed you, Mom," he drawls as he's going in for a hug, and you can tell he's overdoing it – just a tad bit.
"I missed you, too, you rascal." She reciprocates the hug though with a tiny roll of her eyes, but an equally tiny smile splayed on her lips.
As Yoongi makes his way inside with suitcase in tow, she mumbles a monotonous You will become bald at this rate in reference to his dyed hair before her eyes land on you – and with that your breath becomes shallow. Every muscle in your body tenses, your grip around the handle of the bag tightens as you're trying to hold onto something.
"And you must be _____. How pretty you are!" she exclaims with a small gasp, gently grabbing your arm to lead you into their home. "Come inside, honey. You must be freezing."
This is definitely not the reaction you were expecting.
Closing the door behind you, she looks down at your hand holding onto the duffle bag for dear life, knuckles turned white from the sheer force of the claw you're making. "Yah, Min Yoongi!" She yells into the dim-lit space inside causing you to flinch. "Why would you make your girlfriend carry heavy things up the stairs?"
At the mention of his name, half of his silhouette reappears in the back of the hallway, a bundle of fur wrapped in his arms which you identify as the dog. "I didn't. She took it from me."
"Doesn't matter!" his mother fends. "Someone take this from the poor girl. Yoongi-yah! Geumjae-yah! Someone."
"It's fine," you try to resolve the situation, somewhat overwhelmed by the scene unfolding right in front of you. "It's really not that heavy."
As your words go unnoticed, a taller male with black hair appears next to Yoongi's mother which you make out to be his older brother, Geumjae.
He extends his arm towards you, taking the duffle bag from you. "Sorry. Hi." A friendly smile flashes across his lips which you mirror.
"Hi. It's fine." You dismiss his apology with a wave of your hand, perplexed at everyone's will to come to your aid.
As soon as he disappears inside again, your boyfriend takes his place, dog-free this time.
"Too late," his mother states dryly, giving him a playful slap on the back of his shoulder.
"Sorry. Holly ran up to me. I couldn't resist."
You chuckle to yourself, still processing the chaos you just witnessed, the tension in your body slowly dissolving nonetheless.
What a way to start the holidays.
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After making their acquaintance with you as the new arrival, everyone gathers in the living room. You take your seat next to Yoongi who's currently in a game of tug-o-war over a dinosaur plushie with Holly. His parents are settled down on the couch opposite you while his brother opts for the recliner next to him.
"So," Yoongi's mother starts, her eyes shaping into crescent moons as she sends you a bright smile, "how was the ride?"
You choke a little on your tea at the – surely innocent – choice of words.
"It was actually really nice," you answer shyly, setting down your mug on the coffee table, burying your hands in your lap. "We barely ran into any traffic at all."
"Huh, really?" Mrs. Min's gaze rests on her youngest son. "Then you must have dilly-dallied. We were expecting you about an hour ago."
Your boyfriend, who has now let the green brachiosaurus toy in the fate of Holly's fangs, joins in on the conversation. "You said between seven and eight. Not seven on the spot." He falls back in his seat as if to prove a point, arm stretched out on the headrest behind you.
"I'm convinced I said between six and seven."
You come to Yoongi's defense, a little taken aback at his mother's accusation. "It's not his fault. I had trouble packing. I'm very sorry." Your torso bends over into a small bow.
"Oh nonsense, darling." She refutes with a wave of her hand. "Don't feel sorry."
"Mom, you said – and I quote – Between seven and eight is ok. It's supposed to get very cold. Please wear warm clothes and drive safe. Love you." Yoongi holds up his phone after reading the message out loud, expression deadpan with a hint of mischief.
His mother squints her eyes at the illuminated screen as if she's able to see anything from that distance. With a defeated look she asks "Why has your brother been here early then?"
Your gaze falls onto Geumjae who looks like he has just been awoken from a slumber, minding his own business up until this point.
"Because he has nothing better to do."
Yoongi's verbal jab in that matter-of-fact tone elicits a chuckle from his father − who returns to his silent state after a serious glance from his wife.
"Yah, do you wanna die?" Geumjae turns to his younger brother. "I helped Mom with dinner preparations. What did you do today?"
Your head whips around to look at your boyfriend. You know exactly what he was up to earlier today – and you'd rather not reveal that information to anyone let alone his family whom you've just met.
"Working on music? Duh."
Good save. Believable. Though there's a hint of cheesiness in that grin of his. He tends to be too cocky whenever he lies.
His brother slowly emerges from his seat, patting Yoongi on the back twice with a click of his tongue. "Yeah, right. Just like when you used to tell us to not come into your room because you were working on music?" He empties the last of his cup before making his way into the kitchen.
"Yah!" Yoongi's cheeks flush a crimson shade, you're not sure whether from shame or anger – most likely both.
"Let's not embarrass the poor boy in front of his girlfriend," you hear Yoongi's father grumble in a serious tone, though when you turn to look at him he's barely able to keep a straight face.
"Well," Mrs. Min clasps her hands together, her clashing palms emitting a dull sound, "on that note, I'd say it's time for dinner."
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Taking your seat next to your boyfriend at the impeccably set table, a wide array of side dishes and steaming hot meals awaiting you, you patiently wait for Yoongi's father as the head of the family to dive in first.
"I meant to ask," Mrs. Min starts the conversation, "how did you two meet?"
You and Yoongi take a quick glance at each other. None of you ever thought about what to tell either of your parents about how you met which was a stupid move considering the current situation you're finding yourselves in at the very moment. One thing is for sure though – no one needs to hear about how you ended up making out at Yoongi's birthday party his company threw for him.
"Hoseok." Yoongi blurts out after a long pause. "She's been a longtime friend of Hoseok's."
That part is true at least. Jung Hoseok, your close friend from childhood years, and whom you now lovingly call Yoongi's work husband as well. They're both gifted record producers who happened to become the best of friends through their love for music.
"Ah, Hoseok. He's a nice, young man – and so handsome, too." His mother smiles fondly. "He also talks to his mother regularly from what I've heard." Her eyes shift towards her son.
"So do I." Yoongi grumbles, his mouth full of rice.
"Once a month doesn't count as regularly." Contrary to her words, she makes quick work of filling up her son's not even half-empty bowl with more rice. The gesture makes you smile.
She does the same with her other son and her husband before picking up the conversation again. "Say, _____, you didn't have any interest in Hoseok?"
You almost choke on the chunk of meat in your mouth. "No, we're just friends."
"Even when he's so kind and good-looking?"
"And I'm not?" you hear your boyfriend complain.
A nervous chuckle leaves your lips, unsure about how to form your answer. Yes, Hoseok has been your best friend for almost your entire life, but you can't deny that you've thought about him in a certain way before – and you know for sure that he's had similar thoughts as well. Who doesn't know any of this however is your boyfriend, and you're not planning on reaching new heights of discomfort. Especially if it involves your current boyfriend, your male best friend who he believes to have never been more than that, and an awkward conversation in private later on to clear the air.
You can tell you've been thinking about it for far too long as everyone's staring at you expectantly, so you clear your throat once or twice, setting down your chopsticks on your plate. "He's more like a brother to me. We were next-door neighbors as children."
"Ah, really?" Mrs. Min looks somewhat deflated. "What a shame. You also would make a cute couple."
"I'm right here, Mom." Yoongi sips on his water, a disgruntled look on his face.
You might be imagining it, but you swear you can sense his piercing glare on you for a split second. Maybe you do need a heart-to-heart talk after all.
"I have to say," Yoongi's mother continues as she fills up your cup with more water, "I'm beyond glad he finally found someone else to spend time with. As nice as Hoseok is, we were almost suspicious of how often you were together."
"Mom!" Your boyfriend whines, his head dropping down into a facepalm. "Just say you wish Hoseok was your son."
"Don't forget about your first-born," Geumjae chimes in from the sidelines.
From this point onward it's just pure chaos, the boys boasting about why they're the perfect son, trying to one-up another while Mrs. Min reassures them that they're both special in their own way.
"Family, huh?"
You avert your eyes from the scene, facing Mr. Min as he sets down a shot glass in front of you, pouring you a generous amount of soju before doing the same to his own.
"Welcome." He raises his glass to you with a nod before tipping it back, and you can't help but smile at the situation, following his lead.
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Stuffed with the most delicious meal you've had in a long time, everyone makes their way back into the living room with the exception of Yoongi and Geumjae who have been elected to cleaning duty by their mother – much to the older brother's demise since he already spent half of the day helping his mother in the kitchen.
With a thud, you let yourself collapse onto the couch, lingering in the sensation of almost bursting when you feel the cushion beside you dip.
"_____, come take a look at this with me."
Mrs. Min looks at you expectantly, a dark brown, medium-sized, leathered book in hand.
You straighten up from your awkward – and more than graceless – position to peer over at what reveals itself to be a photobook.
"I'm assuming you haven't seen any pictures of Yoongi when he was younger yet?"
You shake your head no.
Slowly skimming through the pages, from the early days as a newlywed couple to the moment the small family first grew into a trio, Yoongi's mother comments on whatever pictures turn up. You listen to all of her stories intently, smiling at with how much adoration but also humor she talks about her memories.
"I'm sorry, I must be boring you."
"Oh, no no." You frantically shake your head. "Please, go on."
Mrs. Min sends you a warm smile. "You'll enjoy the next one."
She turns the page, and with that you can practically feel your heart melt like an ice cube in the sun.
There he is, without a doubt – your Yoongi, baby Yoongi in a white, fluffy chair, white baseball cap with a red visor and embroidery sitting atop his tiny head in a crooked manner, little baby arms and legs angled towards him, the fullness of his chubby cheeks resembling that of freshly baked bread.
To his right, you can see Geumjae in similar attire, leaning forward onto the armrest of the chair, looking at his baby brother with a huge grin on his face. The black, starry backdrop of the scene lets you know this was taken at a professional photography studio.
You're in such awe you let out a loud gasp, hands clasping in front of your mouth. "He's so cute."
"Isn't he?" His mother cracks a faint smile before her expression falls again. "They grow up so fast." She sets down the photobook on the coffee table before turning to look at you, gently grasping both of your hands in hers which takes you by surprise. "_____." Her expression is stern but warm at the same time. "Thank you for taking such good care of our Yoongi."
You give her an affirmative nod, not quite sure how to respond. "It’s nothing. He takes just as good care of me. You raised him to be the perfect gentleman."
At that, Mrs. Min's smile returns. "I can tell he loves you very dearly, and I'm happy you're part of our family now."
Wow. You weren't expecting things to go this well.
"You see, he's never brought a girl home for us to meet, so we were somewhat worried, to be honest. Well, my husband doesn't care all that much, but I've been waiting, and you know – I won't become any younger."
A huge question mark pops up in your head. What does she mean by that?
"I'm glad he's finally found you, and I hope you spend many happy years together – as a couple and eventually as a family."
Oh. That's what she was insinuating.
It's only been nine months. You haven't thought that far ahead. Was this normal? You can't really tell. Most of your relationships didn't last that long, and from what Yoongi told you neither did his. The two of you made out in a photobooth approximately one hour after meeting, for God's sake. Commitment was neither of your strong suit.
But taking a moment to recall the past, you're sure you've never felt that strongly about someone before until you met Yoongi. The way he cares for you when you're hurting, makes you laugh with his silly jokes, holds you like you're his entire world – his love for you is pure, and so is yours in return.
You can't help but crack a smile at the thought. "Yeah, I can't wait to see what the future holds for us."
At the same time, a familiar figure enters the living room. "Mom! Why would you show this to her?" Yoongi whines, his grimace addressed towards the picture of baby him in plain sight.
His mother turns around to face him. "I needed to show my future daughter-in-law what a cute, little boy you were."
"F-future daughter-in-law?" Your boyfriend stutters, frozen mid-action as he was going to join you on the couch.
"Yes!" She lets go of your hands, pulling her son onto the space next to you. "My grandchildren are gonna be the most beautiful children in the world."
You can practically sense Yoongi's heartbeat through the spot where your shoulders are pressed together. "Mom, please–"
Mrs. Min interrupts him. "It's true! I don't expect any grandchildren from your brother anytime soon, so please don't crush my dreams."
"I heard that!" Geumjae's voice sounds in the distance.
"Alright." Clapping once, his mother rises up from her seat. "We'll do presents now, and then it's bedtime soon. Everybody gather."
You and Yoongi follow suit when she turns to the two of you once more, the volume of her voice dropping down to a whisper. "By bedtime I mean actual bedtime. No funny business – not in this house. Not until you're married."
"Mom!"
This is a good moment to be swallowed whole by the earth.
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"What a day." Yoongi plops down on the bed with a sigh, face-first into the light blue sheets. He releases his grip on the new pair of headphones that his family gifted to him, letting the device rest beside him.
"You can say that again." Putting the plethora of presents you received on the dresser near the door, you let your tired body slump down next to Yoongi's. With half-shut eyes, you muster the surroundings of what used to be his room. Most traces of his childhood are kept away in boxes except for the occasional posters of rappers from the last two decades.
Your boyfriend wriggles around to face you, reaching for your hand. "Sorry if things got awkward."
A tiny chuckle leaves your lips. "It's fine. I didn't mind, really. They're all lovely – and so welcoming. I felt right at home."
The corners of his mouth turn upwards at your words.
"Can't believe I was freaking out about it so much this entire time."
His head tilts a little bit to the side, burying his blonde locks further into the soft sheets. "What did you expect?"
You let out another chuckle with a shrug of your shoulders. "I dunno? Maybe questions about reoccurring health issues in my family line? Something like that."
A hearty laugh resonates from him. "Yeah, I can actually see that. But things went well, didn't they?"
"Yeah," you agree with a small nod, averting your eyes from his. "More than well. Sorry I was so nervous about it."
"Hey, it's fine." He pulls your hand closer to his chest, rubbing the palm of it with his thumb. "Honestly, I wasn't sure what to expect either. You're the first girl I brought home ever, but not once did I doubt they would fall in love with you – and I was right."
You listen to him intently, hanging at each and every single syllable of his, your concerns blown away like dust in the wind. The way his soothing voice and comforting words always make you feel a million times better in an instant – you're certain you've never loved someone more than this man.
"So uhm," he starts again after a long pause, "can we talk about something?"
Suddenly, your heart stops a beat. Why does he sound so serious out of nowhere? What does he need to talk about? Is this about the conversation during dinner? "S-sure," you stammer, shaking to the core.
"When you said that you can't wait to see what the future holds for us..." he trails but stops immediately at the sight of you. "Y-you okay?"
You blink up at him in confusion. "This is what you wanna talk about?"
"Y-yeah?" He looks back at you equally perplexed. "What else would I wanna talk about?"
It takes you a moment to respond as you collect your thoughts, thinking of the best way to go about this – if there's a best way to go about this at all. "Uhm so," you hesitate, "when we were at the dinner table, and your mom asked me about Hoseok–"
"Oh, that!" he exclaims, "I think I know where this is going."
You can almost feel your eyes bulging out of your head. "Y-you do?"
"Yeah." He graces you with a cheeky grin. "And I'm gonna stop you right here. I already know about your little childhood crushes on each other."
"Y-you do?" you repeat, sounding like a broken record.
"Yeah." His expression becomes more relaxed. "And to relieve your conscience – I couldn't care less about it. It was so long ago, and you guys have been friends for the longest time. Of course you're gonna wonder at some point." He pauses, eyes looking into yours with a hint of mischief. "And last I checked, I'm the one you were all over at the end, so I'm really not bothered."
An outraged gasp escapes you before you punch him playfully on the chest, a similarly playful smirk on your face. "You kissed me first!"
"Anyway," he catches your first in his much bigger hand before you can throw more punches, "besides the point. Not what I wanna talk about." He releases your hand from his grip, clearing his throat once. "So, you said you couldn't wait to see what the future holds for us–"
"Right." You lick your lips tentatively. "You heard that?"
He nods gingerly.
"Hm..." Nervously, you look around the room for a spot to focus on. "There isn't much to interpret. Just that if we did end up being together for a long time, I wouldn't mind us going in that direction."
"You mean..." he trails, hesitation clear in his voice. "Getting married? Having kids?"
"...Yes."
Silence fills the room.
"Sorry. Does that weird you out?" You pull yourself up into a sitting position, hiding your hands under your folded legs.
The space in between his brows furrows. "N-no, not at all. Please don't think that." He mirrors your position though he ends up leaning forward, taking your hands into his. "Just kinda surprised to hear that. I mean..." he stalls again, one of his hands coming up to scratch the back of his head. "We've been together for just a little over nine months. It's still early stages – we don‘t even live together yet! I wasn't imagining you thinking of me that way already – or ever."
Now it's your turn to comfort him. Your boyfriend isn't one to show much when something's on his mind, but when he does, your heart always breaks into a million tiny, little pieces. "W-what? Why wouldn't I?" You shuffle closer to him, faces inches away from each other. "Yoongi, you're great! I'm the luckiest girl in the world to be with you." You take a deep breath to calm yourself down from your emotional high. "You're understanding, caring, hard-working – not to mention how funny, smart, and handsome you are. What more could I wish for?"
At your words, his signature gummy smile appears before he leans in for a long kiss. "I love you so, so much. You know that?"
Your face lightens up at that. "I love you, too."
He draws you in once more before turning you on your back again, carefully rolling on top of you, kisses turning more feverish.
You lose yourself in the moment until you realize your whereabouts, gently pushing him away. "Hey, you heard your mom earlier," you remind him. "I wouldn't wanna start something in the house you grew up in with your parents and brother a few doors down the hallway–" your eyes shift to the side, "–let alone with the entirety of Epik High staring back at me."
Yoongi cranes his head to the spot on the wall. A deep chuckle erupts in his chest as his face drops into the crook of your neck. "Alright, you win this time." He rolls off of you with one last kiss, pulling you close with your head resting on his chest. "So, next year we're gonna see your parents?"
"I really hope so."
"Cool." His fingers start tracing small circles on your back. "Now, about you and Hoseok–"
"Oh my God, stop."
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gguksgalaxy · 4 years
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It's almost our bunny's birthday! To celebrate I will be writing some Jungkook themed drabbles centred around snuggles. I posted a list of prompts and you guys sent in quite a few requests. The requests will be combined to form 10 short drabbles and 1 long oneshot!
The drabbles will be posted during the period leading up to his birthday. On his birthday, September 1st, I will be posting the story idea I got from you guys' request. More information below the cut!
All stories can be found below and will be linked once they are posted.
Let me know which ones you guys are looking forward to!
Happy Birthday to our Bun, Jungkook!!
— Gwaen
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Age Restrictions — Please be aware that the save files contain a lot of mature content. If you are underage please do not open these files! In order to discern which file is appropriate for which age category, we use a rating system. PG — Content safe for all audiences. PG-13 — Content may be unsafe for players under the age of 13. R — Content has some adult topics possibly unsafe for players under 18. NC-17 — Content not suitable for players under the age of 18.
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Stranded  —  Oneshot  —  NC-17 ›› Genre: Enemies to Lovers, badboy!JK ›› Platform: Fluff / Smut / Angst ›› File Size: 13k ›› Release Date: September 1st Jungkook's offer to help you study for your exam is unwelcome. His entire presence is unwelcome. You don't want help from the guy who passes all his classes without even trying. It's annoying — he is annoying. From the way he grins whenever he catches you staring at him, to the way his eyes shine whenever he smiles at you. Oh, and let’s not forget the way his tattoos shift when he stretches or the way his jawline sharpens when he's focused. Nope, you definitely can't stand him.
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Fresh Air  ›› Genre: Established Relationship ›› Platform: Fluff / Smut-ish ›› Rating: R (mentions of sex) ›› Prompts: Post-smut + Rain
Charade   ›› Genre: Friends to Lovers ›› Platform: Fluff / Angst-ish ›› Rating: PG-13 ›› Prompts: Obviously not platonic + Couch + Snow
Uncertainties ›› Genre: Established Relationship ›› Platform: Angst ›› Rating: R (anxiety) ›› Prompts: To feel loved
Personal Space ›› Genre: Friends to Lovers ›› Platform: Fluff ›› Rating: PG-13 ›› Prompts: Small space + First kiss
Vows ›› Genre: Mafia + Arranged marriage ›› Platform: Angst  ›› Rating: R (mentions of blood) ›› Prompts: To feel safe + Thunderstorm
Crossed Lines ›› Genre: Roommates + Friends with Benefits ›› Platform: Fluff / Smut-ish ›› Rating: R (mentions of sex) ›› Prompts: Taking a nap
Off-Limits ›› Genre: Friends to Lovers ›› Platform: Fluff ›› Rating: PG-13 ›› Prompts: Thunderstorm + Should be platonic
Pillow Talk ›› Genre: New Relationship  ›› Platform: Fluff ›› Rating: PG-13 ›› Prompts: First time + Going to bed
One Night Love ›› Genre: Co-workers ›› Platform: Angst / Fluff-ish ›› Rating: R (mentions of sex) ›› Prompts: Making out 
Voluntary ›› Genre: Friends to Lovers ›› Platform: Angst / Fluff ›› Rating: PG-13 (mentions of minor surgery) ›› Prompts: When you're sick + To feel safe
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Tagging: @fallinforkoo @wintaejk​ @knjkitten​ @kooala​ @joonsgrande​ @hornyjailbonk​ @euphorora​ I will not be taking tag lists for these drabbles, i will only tag the requesters and my beta's. Stranded will get a separate tag list that opens when I post the teaser! So stay on the lookout for it.
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helenazbmrskai · 3 years
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title ‹ Christmas bribery ›
pairing ‹ soldier!seokjin x oc ›
genre ‹ Christmas/holiday au, strangers to lovers, fluff, angst but barely there ›
summary ‹ This is the first time you can’t go home and celebrate Christmas with your family so your mom makes sure you don’t spend the holidays alone happy to learn that Seokjin, your mother’s best friend’s son is taking his annual leave near the 22nd of December from Military services. This story is about the biggest Christmas bribery of the century. ›
warnings ‹ swear words here and there, bad puns? ›
word count ‹ 6.2k ›
notes. I’m here to deliver a light read to set the mood for the holidays and I hope all of you will enjoy it as much as I enjoyed the process of writing it. In this Christmas collab, I had the chance to meet with these amazing people so I’m sharing this story as a gift and as a thank you!
this is part of the Christmas fic collab that was suggested by @kooala​ please check out the masterpost and enjoy every story we share! 
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”You did what?!” I feel dizzy due to the sudden movement of my body jerking up in a sitting position, crisscrossing my legs under me as my hand holds up the phone to my right ear a little bit more pressingly after hearing the breaking news. That she tells me with a singing tone sounding so excited but I can’t seem to share her sentiments as the bewilderment decorating my voice is in sharp contrast with the silence that settled on the cosy apartment like a thick feather-filled duvet. Nibbling on my thin lips I locate the single gingerbread scented candle on my desk still illuminating the interior of my messy bedroom the flames licking up the walls and disappearing near the ceiling, creating pretty shapes and lights over the dull paint, it helps me regain my composure before I realise that mom is not yet finished talking.
”Well he needed a place to stay and busses won’t go out because of the upcoming storm his apartment is in Daegu and I’m sure he’ll be tired from the flight.” Flicking on the lights I take in the sight, clothes piled up on the chair’s armrest whilst dirty plates littering every usable surface, fuck, if my room looks like a pigsty I don’t want to imagine how the other rooms are looking right now.
I was so immersed in doing great on my finals that I don’t think I cleaned the space up for a while.
I should start doing my laundry so I have something to wear as I already look to be out of clean t-shirts inspecting the pile of unwashed jeans and other garments, momentarily embarrassed to see I’m also out of room to place new dirty clothes on top of all these.
”What are you implying mother?” Pursing my lips, I honestly start to lose her train of thoughts as her rant goes on and my eyes wander over the state my apartment is in after stressful weeks but knowing her ways she’ll start with building on my conscience until she realises that I’m no longer an unsuspecting five-year-old girl and she’ll pull out the big guns and dust off her bribing skills.
Whatever her plan is, she always makes me go accordingly no matter how much I try to resist or protest and I feel a knot form in my throat at that. If this is about my non-existent dating life again that she called me to discuss in the dread of the night, I swear I’m gonna flip a table or something.
”You remember Sunha’s eldest son?” Answering back with a question as she often likes to do, doesn’t throw me off balance as it used to.
I’m long ago accustomed to getting her ways to twist the conversation to her favour so I’m ready to fire back my reply in the same form matching her up. ”How is your best friend’s son has to do with any of this?” Utterly confused by the mention, that must lace my tone since she lets a lightsome laugh bubble up in her chest I can picture her dimples are showing in full display because of it.
”Did you even pay attention to a word I said?” She sounds more amused than accusing, letting me know that she actually doesn’t mind how my head gets airy sometimes, her playfulness earns a groan from my side of the line, it’s getting pretty late and I have not enough brain cells left for her mind games.
”Spit it out, mom. You know I love you but I had a rough week so spare me of your wicked schemes.” I breathe out the words orbs closing involuntarily as I rest my head against the door frame. Where was I going anyway?
Maybe I should go for a hot chocolate before bed.
It’ll be weird not seeing my family for the holidays but I don’t want my mom to worry about me so I made sure to be extra cheerful all the time when she called only ignored her attempts of reaching me like one or two times as I had to study for two last exams and now that I can finally relax the exhaustion seems to catch up to me. I’m fine being on my own, making food and seasonal sweets while I watch tv without any interruptions, sounds like an excellent plan for Christmas, not caring how loud my music is or how bad my singing voice is under the shower.
No family means sweet alone time awaits, no one will tell me to go to sleep and I didn’t need to worry what kind of a present I should purchase at least for a little while.
”Do you remember Seokjin or not Y/N? This conversation will last longer if you don’t cooperate with me.” I can practically see her eye roll directed at me in front of my eyes despite she’s twenty miles away from here, wishful thinking on my part that she’ll let this conversation go if I ask her to stop beating around the bush.
”I don’t know. Maybe?” A fragment of my memory is triggered by hearing his name, and a scenario appears out of nowhere that was a few years ago in Sunha’s second marriage ceremony as I stand in a pastel lavender dress.
Mother was otherworldly happy for Sunha that day she dragged me with her as she chatted away mixing with the guests until we settled down to our table - when the cake cutting took place - that consisted of the bride and groom themselves and close family members like Sunha’s sons and his significant other’s daughter and, of course, my mother and I was present too.
I remember sitting down and just looking ahead aimlessly when I locked gazes with a handsome man his posture was immaculate and he seemed happy for his mother but couldn’t hide how restlessly he fidgetted in his seat, his eyes couldn’t settle watching only one thing, he even looked skittish as he jumped in his seat when the girl sitting on his left tried to catch his attention. Our eye contact lasted less than five seconds and his presence remained for thirty minutes at most as he apologised to her mother and everyone at the table since he had some urgent affairs to attend to.
I probably looked shocked for the reason that mom whispered the words into my ear when he left so suddenly to make sense of things. ”That’s Jin, her eldest son he serves in the army he probably couldn’t get a full day off because of his duties.” After humming in an understanding gesture I fixed my gaze onto the cake slice in front of me.
I remember that man clearly but with purpose, I don’t elaborate further than that, so she doesn’t have the compromitting piece of information to latch onto and make it a bigger issue. She would be elated to know I do remember Kim Seokjin, well, he’s hard to forget in the first place, he smiled only once as his mother hugged him at the table and even if it lasted for less than a second the expression was captivating. Howbeit if she tells me that she organised a date with him I’m going to slam my head to the closest hard surface I can tell. He’s so out of league and dating someone with such a dangerous profession at that, it’s not going to work, doesn’t matter how much I find him attractive and charming.
”It doesn’t matter I guess. You two could get to know each other eventually as he’ll stay at your apartment.” She drops the bomb before disconnecting the call, she doesn’t even wait for my protests this time around. A groan leaves my lips while I look around the house promptly throwing my phone to land on my bed in the means of letting out some of my frustration. I need to get going and make this house presentable again, that hot chocolate needs to wait I guess.
 from: unknown number
[7.22 AM] Hi it’s Seokjin. My plane will take off at 9ish can you send me your address?
 Grabbing my phone from the kitchen counter I open the message from the unknown number the device almost slips through my fingertips as I rake my eyes over the content hesitant about how to reply I turn to my friend who so generously offered her help to tidy up my living space a little before my unrequested guest arrives. With a broom in her hand, she looks back at my weird facial expression.
”What is it? It’s him?” Gaun asks abandoning her cleaning tools to read the message as well peaking over my shoulder in order to do that. ”He sounds so uptight even in text. Brr.” She shakes her shoulders in simple displeasure that earns an eye roll from me, it’s not that he’ll send hearts when our encounter was years ago for like five seconds. Honestly, I’m surprised that mom and Sunha were able to talk him into this in the first place.
”He’s a soldier Gaun and on the contrary, we don’t know each other he has no reason to be friendly.” Gnawing on my lower lip I click on the message to reply, typing a few lines before I deleted it and rewrote it before hitting send.
 [7.34 AM] Hey of course. Call me if you don’t find your way.
[7.34 AM] *google map link attached*
 from: Seokjin
[7.35 AM] I will thank you
 ”Let’s hurry up we don’t have that much time.” I place the phone back on the counter resuming my cleaning and Gaun starts to swipe the floor where she left off all the while I can hear the washing machine work in the distance.
 I could feel my heartbeat in the pit of my stomach when the doorbell finally rang and at the other side of the door, there’s Kim Seokjin in all of his glory, that handsome soldier I got a sneak peek at his mother’s wedding wearing a formal suit and tie combo that he pulled of so nicely. I wipe my hands with a towel leaving the leftover plates in the sink as I rush to open the door for him.
”Hi.” I greet him with a friendly smile plastered on my face, I have to tilt my chin upwards to meet his eyes, he’s even taller than I remembered and he’s wearing his military uniform. My hold on the doorknob tightens how unfairly handsome he is with his hair parted in both sides leaving his forehead uncovered his uniform is well fitted and compliments the curves of his waist and thighs the cherry on top is his platform jet black boots that matches with the colour of his hair that I love so much.
A well trained German Sheppard sits near his foot with his tongue out as soon as I crouch down to pet him so focused on the animal that I almost don’t catch Seokjin’s timid ’hello’ in return, the dog’s tail starts to wag furiously seeing my face at his eye level he throws me off balance as he marches forward for more pets.
”I’m sorry he’s not normally like this.” The handsome boy offers a hand to help me up with a sheepish look, I accept the extended hand with a faint blush ignoring the pain that shoots up to my ass because of the impact with the floor. His hand is bigger than mine as it gets fully enveloped in his warm ones.
”Mom didn’t tell me you have a dog,” I chuckle lightly as I pet the dog’s head one last time unsure what to do with my hand that he no longer holds. ”I mean, she didn’t tell me much just told me you’ll come today.” His unique laugh sounded nice ringing in my ears, it made me smile up at him as he playfully shook his head. It’s weird how relaxed I feel around his presence when I was shaking with nerves just moments prior, and I’m still not entirely comfortable with him but his whole aura has a calming effect on my body. I don’t think I’ve ever met with someone that makes me feel so at ease when it’s basically our first meeting.
”Yeah, well, I think we both got played by our mothers.” I have to agree on that one with him. Realising that we’re still standing in front of my entrance I beckon him to come inside stepping out of the way so he could easily slide his luggage beside him his dog’s paws leave imprints on the clean floor but I don’t mind it as he looks so excited about everything inside sniffing and exploring while Jin tries to make him behave scratching his neck when his dog doesn’t seem to listen to a single word.
”Sorry he’s making a mess.” Seokjin apologises seeing the muddy paw marks after connecting our eyes for a few seconds he follows the steps into the kitchen. ”No Cookie that’s not food for you.” The young soldier immediately runs after his companion when he tries to steal the cinnamon rolls from the kitchen counter and I can’t help but laugh at the sight as he scolds the dog.
This is going to be an interesting holiday season I can already tell.
 ”I can’t believe this fucking jar.” I contemplate to smash it against the counter after spouting several curse words when a hand landed on mine directly on the jar’s lid, I feel Cookie’s fur brush against my exposed leg having enough evidence to know who’s this arm belongs to and I turn around in a moment of weakness. Jin’s hair rests on the top of his head in a messy style sweat dampening the ends.
”Need some help?” His eyes hold a childlike glow in them as he brushes his fingers against mine replacing my digits with his and the lid pops easily in his hands.
I can’t say this display of physical strength doesn’t make him even more attractive in my eyes I barely pay attention to the fact that he stands so close I can feel his chest meet mine as we breathe handing back the opened strawberry jam.
”Thanks.” I hastily turn to avoid his gaze even though that doesn’t offer much advantage as he leans closer pushing his chest against the line of my back watching as my hands spread the jam over the walnut biscuits.
”Want a taste?” Feeling bolder than usual I face him again holding up a finished treat to his mouth, Jin makes a surprised sound in the back of his throat but parts his lips obediently letting me slip the food between his teeth.
”I’ll leave as a stuffed chicken if you keep feeding me these delicious treats.” Despite the indication, he doesn’t seem against the food I offer as he tries to steal one more from the plate but I pull his hand away curling my fingers around his wrist.
”Let me finish before you devour my hard work you pig.” I roll my eyes watching his childlike antics, he seems to take pleasure in riling me up from time to time. It’s been two days since he and his companion Cookie arrived and things just worked out smoothly Jin is a nice person with horrendous jokes but he does help out a lot around the apartment he even fixed my broken ladder so we can decorate the Christmas tree that he insisted we need to purchase when I told him I was not going to go all out and celebrate this year. After all, I was supposed to be here on my own.
He’s so used to training at headquarters that he leaves every morning to run for an hour before he comes back all sweaty and satisfied finding me eating my breakfast or drinking my coffee it doesn’t matter what’s in my hands he always needs to get the last bites from it. He’s really not good for my heart.
”Since you’re doing the sweets how about I make us lunch today?” Jin asks excitedly resting his head on top of mine gently careful not to put too much weight on me, my heart speeds up at the sweet gesture not trusting my words so I nod instead. One of these days I can’t wrap my head around his intentions, he looks so nonchalant as he does things like resting his head on me or patting my knee when we watch tv together with Cookie curled around us on the couch.
”I can’t work like this.” I use the excuse to separate our bodies, is it just me or the kitchen is getting hotter by every passing second, or it’s just my cheeks heating up due to his body moulding perfectly with mine. It doesn’t help either that I remember he’s sweaty under his shirt after his daily exercise smelling nice when he probably shouldn’t have. I busy my hands to glue the biscuits together with the jam moving slightly to the side a little further from Jin’s warm body, he doesn’t say anything else as he decides to leave the kitchen Cookie stays for the sake of finishing his meal before going on a quest to find his owner leaving me behind with my thoughts.
I wrap things up quickly after that, placing the treats in the middle so Cookie can’t reach it and clean up the jam stains before retreating to my room.
It’s a pleasant surprise to check my phone and see that my mom tried to reach me an hour ago, she’s up uncharacteristically early. Too curious to find out what she wants I dial her number without a second thought, it’s been three days that she called and that time she told me Jin will stay at my place until he has to go back to the army. Whenever I think about that a frown seems to climb its way up to my expression I got used to seeing him around the house that I tend to forget he won’t be around when the new year comes and it’s scary to think about how attached I feel to him or rather how lonely I’ll feel once this is all over. He’s a busy man in general and serving under the Military’s name means he can’t be here when I need him, it would be as painful in the long run as a long-distance relationship would be. Not that I assume he’s interested in me that way.
”Hey mom sorry I didn’t hear your call. Is everything alright?” I press my phone to my left ear, closing the door behind with the help of my foot before sitting down at the edge of my bed. Seokjin’s low hum and the sound of pots and pans indicate that he started soon after I left the kitchen, it’s early to start lunch already but Jin is always restless like that.
He needs to find things to do or fix because he gets bored easily, he told me that when I picked up on his punctuality that he always has to move like a clockwork at the base he developed a habit of making use of himself and he needs to constantly do things to keep his restless energy at bay so he can sleep well at night.
He wakes up exactly at six in the morning every day even without setting up his alarm. I think it’s endearing when he thumps his foot absentmindedly even if he’s watching a movie he’s interested in, legs spread wide in a comfortable position on the sofa, his body just never relaxes completely.
”Yes dear I called early to say Merry Christmas to my baby!” I giggle in response hearing her excitement conveyed through her voice. ”I hope you enjoy your Christmas present.” Her tone turned suggestive and my laughter died down, heat rose to my cheeks and my thoughts spiralled to Seokjin’s direction.
”What’s that supposed to mean?” I glance at the door listening for the noises to make sure Jin can’t hear my flustered tone, he’s still in the kitchen and that helps me relax a little until my mom’s knowing hum filled the silence in the conversation.
”Are you getting on well with Jin right? He’s a real sweetheart so treat him nice ok?” Can’t help but all the more agree with her, he’s very considerate and funny, I think he’s the one who’s treating me nice even though I supposed to be the host, he helps out a lot and good company to be around. He sometimes misplaces my things like moving plates to a higher shelf when he knows I can’t reach it there without his help and he cracks terrible jokes that I secretly like very much and Cookie is the apple of my eye already, I think he listens to me more than he listens to Jin at this point (there might be a tiny connection that I often give him special treats during his owner's absence) and I found it hilarious as he sulks on the couch calling his dog a ’traitor’ when he decides to rest his head on my lap instead of Seokjin’s.
Little things like that make me like Seokjin more and more with each passing day.
”I’m treating him just fine mom he said he gained weight since his arrival blaming it on me, don’t worry and enjoy the holidays with dad, after all, it’s the first time that you two could celebrate with just him after so long.”
”Will do darling. I hope you’ll have a wonderful time as well I know that finals were stressing you out so I hope that you are able to relax now.” We deemed the conversation finished after wishing each other happy holidays again and for once I feel like I can mean my words as I feel relaxed around a certain someone.
”Want to place the star on top?” Jin shoved the decoration piece in front of my face whilst I placed food on the coffee table to feast upon as we watch classic Christmas movies until we can’t keep our eyes open since it’s the first day of Christmas.
”I’m not stepping on that ladder you fixed, it looks like a death trap.” Eyeing all the nails and patches on the poor thing.
”If it can hold my weight so can yours.” Jin states the facts, placing the star into my opened palm with a mischievous grin. ”I’ll hold you so don’t be a baby and decorate with me, it’s not as fun doing it alone.” That pout, dangerous and he knows that I can’t possibly say no to that when he asks me so nicely with that adorable full lips of his.
”If I fall I’m dragging you with me, just saying.” I keep our eye contact to get my point across with a meaningless glare, the corners of my lips twitch to morph into a smile hearing his happy chuckles using that moment to turn to the ladder taking the first step up the stair the scent of Jin’s aftershave hit my sensitive nose feeling his hands curve around my hip squeezing my sides to reassure me he’s here to catch me. I can blame my wobbly legs because of the shaky ladder or on my fear of high places but I can’t fool myself that the delicate shake that overpowers my body is because of the excitement I feel as I daydream about his hands on different parts of my body. It feels nice to be held by him.
”Hold on for deer life then.” A fond smile appears on my face hearing him laugh on the pun he just told me, forget my inner turmoil in the meantime placing the star to add the last piece before we declare it’s complete.
I almost can’t mask the look of disappointment I feel when he lets me go once my feet are planted on the ground the star placed on top.
”Told you it’s safe. I’m here to keep you in one piece, sugar.” His hand landing on the top of my head, caressing my hair for the time length of two outdrawn strokes before he lets his fingers fall beside his body to prop around his hips observing the tree with so much excitement that he failed to see my blush due to the pet name that probably just slipped out without any meaning behind it.
”No Cookie it’s not yours love.” I catch him before he can bite a big chunk out of our late night dinner as we’re not paying attention, it created an opportunity for him that he would’ve been foolish to disregard.
”Cheeky pretty thing just like his owner, huh?” It slips out as I pet Cookie’s head kneading the soft short furs around his ears that he knocks our heads together in beaming excitement because of the affection.
”Cookie really likes you Y/N.” The affectionate gaze he looks at me with knocks the air out of my lungs, it sounded like for a split second that he means he likes me too. Wishful thinking I remind myself before looking away clearing my throat to get things started plopping down onto the couch with a big huff leaving my lips.
”I’m starving, get your fat ass over here so we can watch Grinch.” I beam at him acting like his previous comment doesn’t hit hard as I pull my plate closer taking a bite out of the grilled chicken.
”How rude-olf of you!” He fakes his crocodile tears but as his ass hits the fluffy blanket nearly ripping my hot cocoa out of my hands it doesn’t seem like he’s feeling an ounce of hurt over my words. It’s silent for a while as we bash under the Christmas lights our faces illuminated by the tv munching on our food and sweets laid out before us Cookie resting on the rug near our feet.
”It’s been a while since I had such a nice Christmas.” Jin sighs burrowing his face onto my shoulder I can feel his breath fan over my skin the movie is long forgotten as I let his words sink in. Tired to fight the urge I tilt my head to rest it against his the moment appears to be too intimate for strangers let alone friends. ”You smell nice too.” I feel his nose around my neckline turning further into me as he inhales the scent of my hair, maybe it’s because it’s getting late but I let the feelings wash over me.
”Did you drink from my mother’s ’secret Santa’ labelled punch or something? I told you she’s a witch when it comes to alcoholic beverages.” I laugh lightheartedly and Jin follows suit hitting my left thigh when his laugh makes me laugh harder that results in my stomach twisting in pain from all the giggling even so as he starts to tickle me to take his revenge. He manhandles me with ease as he pins my wrists with one hand over my head ticking my torso with the other straddling my hip so he can restrict my squirming under him.
”You’re stronger! That’s not fair Jin.” I whine under his crushing weight, cheeks flushed from the exercise and his close proximity an innocent smile lits up his entire face as he regards me under his form, the Christmas lights are illuminated in his dark orbs creating a pretty image of him. Hair sticking to every questionable direction full lips stretched to house his angelic smile warm radiating from his body so close to mine.
I wish this moment could last forever.
”What are you thinking about?” Tilting his head in question he looks into my eyes with a fierce expression, I gulp not knowing to say the truth or come up with something on the spot. I decided it’s time for the truth.
”That I..” My sentence gets interrupted by Cookie’s barking I haven’t realised that he around the time we were occupied left his spot and watched us with curious eyes. He licked both of our faces as soon as he had the attention and Jin got up from the couch to pet him as Cookie nudged him with his nose to show him his empty bowl.
Maybe it’s a sign that I shouldn’t. Right. What was I thinking? Seokjin is never home he serves the country all the time, married to his work to the extent that he has no time left for himself, he doesn’t have the capacity to form a serious relationship with me and he’s probably not looking for love either.
It’s for the best that we separate after the new year.
 I formed a plan after almost confessing my love for him to avoid any other scenarios like this in the future, to be honest, I hated it but there’s no other way for me to get over him quickly even if my heart told me I should enjoy my little time left with him I choose to ignore his attempts at spending quality time with me.
If he asked for a movie night I told him I was busy or tired I took my meals to my room telling him that I need to pick up my studying schedule for the next semester, I had the most ridiculous reasons and I’m sure he figured me out after the second time I dismissed our plans and I can’t say seeing him hurt over my words and futile attempts at lying doesn’t felt like I was stabbed with a dozen knives into my heart.
I should have stopped myself before I got too deep because now I’m hurting both of us even if he’s only mourning for a lost friend.
A scratching noise interrupted the flow of my thoughts I tiptoe all the way to the door looking around before my eyes land on a restless Cookie. He reminds me so much of his owner but he normally stays with Jin I wonder what is he doing here scratching on my door. Is he out perhaps?
”What’s wrong? You seem sad.” I crouch to his level so I can caress his fur and his tail begin to wag instantly when I pull back Cookie grabs my sleeve with his teeth careful not to hurt me before he pulls me out of my room. I try to regain my footing but he pulls me harder until my door shuts behind my back.
”Cookie. What’s up with you suddenly?” I ask him even if I know there’s no reply to wait for I observe his body language before realisation lit up in my round orbs. ”You want me to follow you somewhere sweetheart?” Hearing that he let go suddenly making me lose my balance and collide with the floor cushioning the hit with my butt just like the first time I met him when he nearly run me over with excitement. He tumps his foot as he walks away hardly leaving enough time to catch up to him. He sits down in front of Seokjin’s door, or precisely the guest room he occupies for a short period I remind myself. My eyes soften after noticing it’s his way of showing that he doesn’t want us to part in bad terms. He’s smart.
I take in a deep breath mulling over if I should talk to Jin but looking at Cookie’s hopeful eyes I can’t possibly turn around and ignore this anymore. Jin deserves a better explanation than just accepting the fact one day I ghosted him.
I raise my hand to knock on his door when I hear his voice, he’s talking to someone over the phone since I didn’t hear the front door opening or closing that would mean we have a guest and I don’t think he would invite someone here without discussing it with me, no matter if we are in speaking terms or not.
”I don’t know what happened. I thought we are good but then the next day she didn’t want to do anything with me. I’m confused.” Is he talking about me? To whom? I know eavesdropping is bad but I can’t make my body pull away from the door as I listen intently. I don’t hear what the person from the other side says only Jin’s answers that I’m able to make out as I press my ear to the smooth surface.
”Of course I tried talking to her mom! What if I said or did something that made her hate me? I don’t want to leave like this, we had so much fun. I don’t want it to end this way.” Jin groaned frustratedly while listening to his mom, hearing his voice so worried and tense talking to his loved one about me that knows me very well, I feel ten times worse for ignoring him without giving him an honest explanation.
”I like her mom, but maybe it’s already too late.”
Retreating to my room in sheer panic when he cuts the line to afraid to be caught to rationalise the words I overheard. He likes me too.
All this time I thought that my feelings are not reciprocated whilst in reality I’m just a big coward, I hid behind the fabricated words that his profession is something that doesn’t sit well with me and he has no time to have a girlfriend, but I never tried asking what he wanted. If he wanted to give us a chance or not.
These thoughts plagued my mind until I fall asleep that night, however, tomorrow will be something different.
”Good morning.” I greet Seokjin as he walks out with only his sweatpants on eyes puffy from sleep, he’s so startled by my voice that he jumps at least five centimetres above the ground and the chuckle I let out witnessing his fright confuses him more.
”Uh, good morning.” He replies, at last, passing my form to pull out a mug probably for his morning coffee but I have his fill in my hand while mine is placed on the counter next to my hip. ”The ghost of Christmas visited you last night or something?” Jin watches my form suspiciously but accepting the steaming cup of coffee with a soft ’thanks’ rolling off of his tongue.
”Something like that. Can we talk?” I meet his gaze shyly picking up on my nervous habit as I nibble on my lower lip his eyes soften up.
”Yeah, let’s sit.” He prompts and I nod following his figure to the dining table where we sit on the opposite sides of it. We drink our beverages in peace for a few minutes before I lick my lips nervously opening my mouth to talk.
”I like having you here Jin. This Christmas with you was wonderful even your bad puns are surprisingly funny.” The man in front of me giggles at that, hearing that I had fun with him dismissed some of his insecurities and he looks more relaxed sitting before me sipping on his drink occasionally, waiting.
”I’m sorry for ignoring you it was very childish of me and you deserve an explanation. If I’m being honest you scare me.” His eyebrows shoot up at the mention and I’m eager to make things clear. I don’t want him to take my words literally. ”Or maybe it’s me. I don’t know. But what I do know is that I like you a lot. It scares me because you’re a soldier and you’re never home and I would be so worried wondering about if you are safe.”
”Even if I say all of that I couldn’t make myself to unlike you because you’re funny bad pun or not, caring and affectionate and too good for this world...I just really like you.”
Shying away from his intense stare I choose to observe the rim of my mug watching the dark liquid swirl in my cup when a finger tapped on my chin to look up. The brightest smile adorned Jin’s face that is so close our noses almost touch.
”I normally hate to say that our moms were right all along but right now I’m just glad that they made us spend this Christmas together.” Seokjin’s forehead knocks against mine as we laugh, nodding subtly to avoid more damage as my smile spreads wider I notice how Jin’s eye keeps looking between my eyes and lips and I can’t wait for him to finally reduce the short distance closing my eyes to fully appreciate his finger caressing my jaw, cupping my face letting our breaths entangle for a short second before I get to taste the coffee on his lips.
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bangtan-madi · 3 years
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Tagged by @joonni 💜
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1. I just changed it a new days ago so that it matches my new phone case, which is a handmade fern and greenery acrylic case that's just *chef's kiss*
2. This is a picture I took a couple days ago. Isn't she pretty! Saw her on my way to work 🥰
3. I was listening to lofi a few minutes ago. I love lofi in general but especially when my sensory issues act up. It helps me ground amd center and block out noise both outside and inside my head. This one is a favorite ☺️
Tagging @kooala @dreamcatcherjiah @cultleaderyoongi @moon-write @taetaespeaches @minloop @chemicalpink @hobicomeholla29 @ditttiii (no pressure obvs, love u guys 💜)
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joonni · 3 years
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I was tagged by the lovely @lunejieun to choose my top 9 albums of 2020✨ thank you for tagging me Amal💓
I decided to include albums I listen to as a whole/feel like they’re a coherent work of art. Therefore I left out mots7, because I feel some songs are out of place, even tho I absolutely love some songs from it. Also these are in no particular order!
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D-2 - simply genius, are more words needed...? I love it.
tellusaboutyourself - Another genius, Yerin is just the loveliest singer, still kind of a hidden gem and I love her so much. The small mistakes she makes in her lyrics are adorable too.
Only Child - okay this album... how does Sasha write such relatable songs, we’ll never know. She knows how to put feelings you didn’t know how to express into words.
MOONCHILD - NIKI a talented queen if you ask me. Such a diverse album but I LOVE it. Lose is also the saddest ballad of the century.
To Let A Good Thing Die - Okay this album, I think I’m going to be listening to mr Bruno Major even when I’m 90. Timeless music, good vibes, simply a masterpiece.
Manic - Halsey went all out with this one, so many bops and great topics.
Dreamland - my friend introduced me to Glass Animals earlier on this year and man, I was missing out.
love is not dying - Jeremy was on my radar for a while but this album solidified him for me as a keeper hehe.
Nectar - Joji’s songs but make it an entire album. We’re here for it. From the saddest songs to head bangers, a great album imo
honorable mention: BE - wasn’t sure if this qualifies as a full album but spotify says so, so I’ll go with it. I wasn’t honestly a big fan of the side tracks at first apart from blue&grey but they all grew on me and the lyrics are what does it for me. 2020 and quarantine summed up in a single work, a very coherent album. Music wise tho, it feels like listening to one song from each of their mixtapes (which is basically is) except for the singles.
I’ll tag (only if you want to) @the-bangtan-boys @bangtan-madi @flowerkth @jintae @jiminmochis @dis-aese @balenciaguks @lifegoesonn @taemaknae @sugasugakookies @flytomyjoon @nvmguk @halcyonamgi @flowerseok @hobeah @joonpie @kooala @cultleaderyoongi and anyone who feels like sharing their faves, go ahead💕
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kooala · 4 years
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실망 - disappointment
right, so your girl just randomly slapped out another oneshot/drabble for all my Jiminie lovers! (it’s a sad one so buckle up)
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Pairing: Jimin x Reader
Wordcount: almost 1,8k
Genre: 🌸, ☔️,🌪
Warning: Strong language, cursing, mentions feeling of abuse once, suggestive difficult relationship with eating (no direct eating disorder)
After hearing Jimin wasn’t in a good place and Jungkook asking you for help, you decided to come over to talk to him. Turns out, he wasn’t into talking to the one person who had gotten him into this mess.
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When Jungkook had called you about Jimin, you headed out immediately. He didn’t even have to explain the entire situation for you to get out of your bed within seconds to head out. It didn’t matter that you and Jimin had broken up because if he was being self-destructive you were going to be there for him no matter what. 
The thought of Jimin being in a downward spiral was scary since he wasn’t always the soft-spoken, shy guy that he appeared to be on screen. That was a big part of him, but Jimin could get angry, really angry and most of the time he was angry at himself for not meeting his own high expectations of perfectionism which seemed to have happened that day. 
Although the live show had gone really well, Jimin had felt like he messed up and without talking to the other members he had left the venue, skipping the company dinner to sulk in the dorm. 
Knocking on the door gently you waited for a response. “Fuck off.”, he replied from the inside.
“It’s me... “, you countered quietly and there was a long moment of silence before you heard the lock snap, the door opening to an awful looking Jimin staring at you dismissively. 
“What do you want.” His voice hurt you, it was cold and sharp like a knife but that was just one of his many ways to try and keep people at a comfortable distance before they could hurt him - and you had hurt him, badly. 
“I wanted to check on you.”, you replied with a smile, trying to let him know you came in peace but his arrogant little laugh made your blood boil. He had always known how to push your buttons, how to make you get mad in an instant but not this time, this time you were going to stay calm. 
“Check on me? Now you want to check on me? Who called you telling you I was flipping shit. Namjoon?”, he fired back, his words harsh and offensive.
“I did.” Jungkook appeared next to you and Jimin’s face dropped, seeming genuinely hurt. He wasn’t expecting Jungkook to backstab him like that and knowing Jungkook would’ve never gone behind his back if it wasn’t serious, only made your alarm bells ring even louder. 
“You’ve been feeling awful and we don’t know what to do. You’ve stopped eating as well and nothing we say seems to reach you. I’m being serious Jimin, this isn’t supposed to be a joke. We’re worried.” 
He tried to slam the door closed but Jungkook put his hand up in front of your face so it wouldn’t slap you over. Taking a deep breath you pushed the door open quietly, squeezing in before closing the door behind yourself. Closing the door was like locking yourself into a lions cage. 
“You don’t need to fucking be here. I’m a grown ass man, I can take care of myself. You can’t just go fuck me over and then come ringing at my door whenever you feel like it. That’s not how it works, you know? Why do you think you have any right to be here? Who the fuck do you think you are?”, he started going off at you and you took off your coat, putting it over his chair calmly and just let him finish his rant. A big part of his behavior probably sprouted from the breakup and the anger he didn’t want to deal with started to eat on him. 
“I’m sorry I hurt you.”, you say quietly and the softness of your voice seemed to burst his anger like a bubble, deflating his chest and all of a sudden he had an expression on his face that almost made you pity him. Taking a step towards him, you pressed your lips together. 
“I’m sorry I hurt you, Jimin. I am sorry for saying all the things I said but you have to understand that none of this was an easy thing to do? I didn’t leave you because I don’t have feelings for you. I left because everything around us makes it so hard for me to be with you. Not only your life but also mine. I love what I do and just like you love your job, there was no way I could pack up all my things and leave everything I’ve worked so hard for behind. You were just as stubborn, unwilling to take my offer to wait it out for a while. It was the best thing for both of us in that situation and if you look past the thought of me ‘dumping’ you, you can agree to that I’m sure.”
He started clenching his jaw and you felt awful for repeating all those words over again, hurting him one more time but you did it in order to explain yourself to him. 
“You left me alone. Not just... You broke my heart with that phone call and you knew that you were about to do it. I get that you had to get it off your chest but the way you did it was beneath you.” 
Jimin spat his words as if they were poison and the worst part about it was, that you knew he was right. You had called him out of the blue after having a meltdown in your own apartment, feeling like you were unable to keep up with everything that was going on. 
“Yea and I’m sorry I did it. If I could do it again, I’d find a better way to talk to you about it but at that moment it was all I was capable of. I am sorry.”, you said it again, this time more forceful, hoping he would understand.
“Why would you do it at all if you say it’s not because you don’t have feelings?” The sudden cracking in his voice caught you off guard and made the firm wall you had built around yourself crumble down into a million little pieces. 
“Why would you leave at all?” The tears that started welling up his eyes reflected your chaos of feelings over the past couple of weeks and all the nights you had hoped you wouldn’t have made that call, all the nights you had prayed to wake up and sleep next to him again. 
All you were able to do was shrug as you felt your eyes well up as well and feeling too weak to withstand his gaze, you stared down at the carpet in his room. It was the carpet both of you had sat on in the beginning, ordering food and eating on the floor while talking for hours. The carpet both of you had made out on for the first time and the knot in your throat seemed to tighten with every thought. 
“You want to know what really hurts? Not knowing why you did it. I get that your job is important and all that but saying you love me? How can you do this to someone you say you love? How can this be love for you? I would’ve given everything for you. I would’ve left the fucking band if I had to. And you couldn’t wait till we talked it out?”, his words hitting you like he was physically hurting you. 
You tried to hold in the sobs as his harsh words came towards you and although you were supposed to be the one helping and comforting him, this conversation had made it very apparent that you were the one not dealing with your issues. You were the weak one who couldn’t withstand the pressures of everything. You had been the weak one, giving up just because you got a little scared.
“Don’t cry.”, his voice soft all of a sudden. “Please don’t cry... I just- I need to talk about this. I need you to tell me. Now, Y/N. Do you love me, yes or no? Do you love me, Y/N... That’s all I need to know.” Pulling your sleeves over your hands you start to dry off your cheeks as you feel the tears drip from the tip of your nose, down onto the carpet. There was nothing you could say or do, no smart or witty answer you could throw at him because, at the end of the day, the absolute bottom line was that you loved him. 
You felt his soft hands around your wrists, gently pushing them down, away from your face and you had to sniff once, not wanting to look at him with tears in your eyes and red cheeks. 
“Don’t make a second mistake. Just look at me and tell me. If you don’t love me, I need to know.” 
He put his hand under your chin to lift it up gently, forcing you to look at him. 
Seeing his soft features, his lips parted slightly, his messy hair almost made it possible for you to overlook the dark circles under his eyes, the sunken in cheeks, the unhealthy color of his face. 
“I can’t give you an answer Jimin. I know that I can’t do it but I also know I can’t live like this, without you. It’s breaking my heart and I don’t know what the right answer is. If I knew we wouldn’t be in this position. I thought to break up was the answer but look at the fucking mess I made.” 
At this point, you couldn’t hold in your sobs and you frankly didn’t care anymore about what you looked like crying. You had to sob while talking, wiping your cheeks with your sleeves, gasping for air so hard in between that you were unable to properly speak. 
“Y/N. Babe.” Jimin put his hand son your cheeks, forcing you to look up to him again. 
“Calm down.”, he said and you closed your eyes while crying, breathing in slowly, trying to focus on his thumbs slipping over your wet cheeks, trying to wipe off the ongoing stream of tears.
“Please don’t cry, it hurts me to see you like that.”, he whispered. 
Standing in the middle of his room for what felt like an eternity, you took all the time you needed to calm down, the gasping that was hurting your chest, slowly subsiding. Jimin put his arms around you eventually after deciding no distance that was kept ‘just in case’ was worth seeing you hurt like that.
He enwrapped you in his arms, putting his chin on the top of your head while stroking his hands over your back comforting. 
“I need a tissue.”, you chuckled after a while, sniffing one more time and Jimin immediately released you, walking off to get you one.
You looked at him again, not sure what all of this was going to mean from now on, hoping for him to speak about it.
“I’m sorry if I did this to you.” You stroked your fingers over his hollow cheeks softly and he smiled. 
“I did it to myself.”, he nodded, tucking your hair behind his ear. 
“I know it may seem difficult at times, but if you’re willing I’d love for you to be in my life. If things get difficult, talk to me. This doesn’t mean you can’t leave if you want to, you always have the right to decide against any of this but please let us talk about it first, okay?” 
Stroking your hair back softly again, he made you look up to meet his eyes. You only nodded.
“I want to be with you, I really do. I’m just so unable and weak and... “, you started beating yourself up, feeling your eyes well up again. Taking a deep breath you looked up at the ceiling, blinking the tears away, unwilling to start crying another time. 
“I won’t let you talk like that, you hear me? You’re the most precious thing in the world to me, do you think I would’ve been so miserable if I wouldn’t have been honest about how I felt? All I want is you and you know that. You are what makes me happy.” 
Nodding, you put your hands on his wrists, his hands still cupping your cheeks. 
“Please be with me.”, he mumbled and you couldn’t help but smile at his almost childish question.
“I want to be with you.”, you agreed, feeling his nose stroke over yours gently. 
The following kiss was a gentle one, that started off brushing his lips over yours, making your stomach tingle and it made you realize just how much you had been willing to sacrifice simply out of fear.
You could never let him go again and you hoped that he wouldn’t have a persistent fear creeping inside of him, fear of you leaving at any time because if there was one thing both of you had learned in those couple of weeks apart, it was the fact that neither could do it without the other one.
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kitteawampus · 3 years
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I was tagged by @bitoftaewithsugaandkookie 💜💜💜💜
Rules: answer questions and tag 20 blogs you are contractually obligated to know better!
Name/nickname: Jamie nickname- jim
Pronouns: she/her
Star sign: Virgo
Height: 5′3 or 160 cm
Time currently: 11:26 am
When is your birthday?: 9/17
Favourite band/groups: BTS, Red Velvet, BlackPink, GOT7
Favourite solo artist: Halsey and Cameron Philip
Song stuck in your head: Sportsmen Haruomi Hasono
Last movie you watched: #Alive I think. pretty good korean zombie movie
Last show you binged: America’s Next Top Model
When you created your (main) blog: 2012 started as an All Time Low and Starkid potter blog mainly 😅
Last thing you googled: endocrinologists near me. I have thyroid disease and need to get on medication but corona has but a stopper in that
Other blogs: nope
Why I chose my url: I’m a baker and I write suga kookie dough on our sugar cookie batter when I make it. Also they’re my bias and bias wrecker respectively 
How many people are you following?: 1121 
How many followers do you have?: 363
Average hours of sleep: 5-8? but also sometimes never sleep and get bouts of insomnia
Lucky number:17
Instruments: i only sing and play air drums
What I’m currently wearing:a shirt with a peach on it and a skirt
Dream job: I’m kinda doing it. I’ve wanted to be a baker and own a cafe, and I’m still working on that. But as a kid I wanted to be a singer
Dream trip: Seoul, Tokyo, Germany, Iceland
Favourite food: cold lo mien 
Nationality: American 
Favourite song: currently? Lights BTS but also 929 by Halsey and HunnyBee by Unknown Mortal Orchestra 
Top three fictional universes you’d like to live in: Hogwarts, my fictional reality where I’m friends with BTS and any studio ghibli universe
I’m tagging @little-euphoria-97 @memeofthesoul @fluffyhobi @joonni @vante-love @pathtospring @nvmguk @jinniestan  @kooala and Whoever else wants to do this 
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writtenwhalien · 3 years
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U and T for the ask game 💓
hellooo june ☺️
U: Share three of your favorite fic writers and why you like them so much.
JUNE! @xiaokoo — I adore your jimin series, a heart doesn’t break, it’s definitely breaking my heart 🥺 (but the smut is so hot too 🥵)
@kooala yesterday I read liz’s jungkook bf2l story — midnight and I swear I GOT THE CUTEST BUTTERFLIES, it’s so so so adorable 🥺❤️💘
@eternally-writing I’m loving emily’s jungkook series — chain reaction. definitely looking forward to reading more! 😋
T: Any fandom tropes you can’t stand?
I don’t think this is a trope but I definitely avoid yandere fics. I can’t think of any other au’s I avoid although I used to only read certain ones but now I’m open to pretty much anything!
ask game: send me a letter 💫
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blacckestrose · 3 years
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I was tagged by @cygnetix thank you 💕
Fav colour: pink, purple and green
Last song/album: Mixtape#4 - Stray Kids
Last movie: Black Widow 💪🏻 amazing, I recommend 100%
Currently reading: Aggregate Analysis of Vowel Pronunciation in Swedish Dialects - Therese Leinonen, can someone write my master's degree for me?
Currently watching: Syke is the only serie I follow at the moment, I'm fucking bad with series
Currently craving: I felt that live concert one, so yeah concerts and mostly travelling
Coffee or Tea: 100% coffee, I hate tea
@memeofthesoul @sugasugakookies @oh-ok-pop @happygirl327 @sunshinehobi-07 @kooala
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kooala · 3 years
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guys I really need some fic recommendations. I need to read in order to write my brain is so empty 💀
(f2l, college au, fluff, all the good stuff 🌈)
would appreciate some recs! Help a girl out 💕✨
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kooala · 4 years
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thank you for being patient with me, guys. I’m having a shitty time and I’m working on that Jungkook fic I wanted to upload for his birthday and I couldn’t finish in time. 
I will be posting that first, then doing another chapter on the namjoon fic 💖
thanks
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kooala · 4 years
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I got a few asks about my Namjoon fic and I didn’t stop writing it I’m just putting it on pause right now for a Jungkook birthday project I’m working on! 💖
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