#taekook heavy angst fics

[bangtanfanficsao3]

Hey, could you recommend some really angsty taekook fics with topkook?

LIKE REALLY ANGST, SOMETHING THAT WOULD MAKE ME WANT TO CRY SO BAD

Thanks 💜💜😘

hey you :) under you have some fics that hope you'll cry at and also for more, pls check my masterlist <3

p.s i would also recommend you a personal fav, but its bottom gukk.

Kitsunebi - Once upon a time, Fate tied a red string between two souls, a Kitsune and a human, bonding their hearts together with their destinies under the sign of a curse.

ever since and until now - The dreams and wishful thinking of their childhood had blurred and started to slowly disappear as reality came knocking on their door, telling them that growing up is inevitable and it comes with the pain that childhood had so kindly hid from them with the lens of naivety.

Glacial Heart - Everyone had lost hope by now, at least a little if not fully, there wasn't any reason to believe a miracle would happen. The snow wouldn't stop pouring and the temperatures kept dropping. Most people wanted to be with their families now that they were sure the world was basically ending, the government said so too. Reception wasn't working anymore, airplanes were far too dangerous to fly in the blizzards, so trains were taking people here and there. The two wouldn't have guessed talking to a stranger on their way home could make them feel so- warm.

At Your Hands - (MCD!) if you have a soul mate, the morn of your fourteen birthday the words that indicate who your soul mate is are inscribed on the inside of your wrist. it’s no cause for celebration — these words are the last words your soul mate will ever say. some people are lucky and manage to spend a long life with the person of their choosing and find out when they’re old and grey that this person was their soul mate all along. however, the vast majority of the population find out when it’s much too late. to many, the words on their wrist serve as a reminder that true happiness may never be theirs.

Hiraeth - Jeongguk has learned the hard way from the tender age of thirteen when his father pushed him down the stairs, that people are a disappointment. They always will be and so he breaks hearts instead. Hurt people hurt people. Jeongguk likes hurting girls, but he doesn't like hurting Kim Taehyung.

#taekook fics #taekook heavy angst fics #taekook sad fics #taekook angsty fics #vkook fics ao3 #vkook rec fics

[callicoversy]

The Spice Emporium

Prompt:

"Have I told you about the giants of Alghubar Al'ahmar? Beasts called Alhitan Alhamra' that abandoned the water hundreds of years ago to swim in the red dust, accompanying the Ruh Alsahra', the free people of the desert, during their journeys.

But now these gentle giants are long gone, killed by the spice traders of old... The sins of the fathers, though, are carried over to the next generations, who sadly are doomed to repeat the same mistakes of the past...

The desert is calling. It demands retribution. Will you answer? Or will you choose to ignore it?"

In a world where whoever controls the Spice Emporium is the king of the world, Jeon Jeongguk has managed to become one of the most ruthless and powerful Spice Traders in the Red Dust, the center of the spice trading operations, after his late father passed away.

As the most powerful one among the spice mining tribes, Jeongguk is feared and envied by the fellow tribe leaders who won't hesitate to send assassins after him to seize his wealth and title.

Days before the annual calling of the spice leaders in the City of Winds, Jeongguk's base of operations, the young boy receives a message from a suspicious man, telling him about a new kind of spice that he has in his possession. Intrigued, Jeongguk and his loyal bodyguard, Namjoon—a slave Jeongguk saved from a cruel fate due to his peculiar hair color and eyes when he was young— travel to the old desert outpost to meet him.

What Jeongguk expected to find out was a variation of the red desert spice they have been mining.

Instead, he found a slave with eyes full of pain and skin that tastes like warm cinnamon.

A living spice, a creature of legend in the shape of a man whose eyes make Jeongguk question everything so far.

Whoever has the living spice is meant to be the king of the world. They will live forever and see visions of their future.

Now Jeongguk has to hide this little secret to prevent a brutal war. Because when the secret is out, everyone will want to get their hands on this peculiar boy going by the name Taehyung...

#taekook #taekookau #taekook fic #jungkook #taehyung #angst #bts fic #taekook fanfiction #bts fanfic #inspired by dune #worldbuilding #spice #arabian #25ficsfor2025 #plot heavy

[vkookthingsposts]

Taekook Fic Recommendation!

maybe i'm fine with being by myself

/ by misanthrpic

(click the name of the story for easy access)

Summary: jeongguk learns about second chances through kim taehyung.

(or a fic where jeongguk travels back in time to stop taehyung committing suicide)

Tags:

Angst and Hurt/Comfort

Implied/Referenced Suicide

References to Depression

Alternate Universe - High School

Jungkook's kinda an asshole at first

But he just wants to protect Tae

This fic gets pretty heavy

Still quite a bit of fluff

Slow(ish) Burn

Whipped!Jungkook

Physical Abuse

Emotional/Psychological

AbuseSelf-HarmEating

Disorders

Angst with a Happy Ending

Words: 88.655

Chapters: 12/12

#taekook #vkook #kookv #bts #kim taehyung #taegguk #v #jk #jeon jungkook #bangtan #ao3 #fic recs #taekook fic #10/10 would highly recommend #recommendations #recommend

[jwehobe]

taekook fic recs????????

1. truth so loud( that you can't ignore) 5/5

~72k words

~canon compliant, heavy angst, friends to lovers to exes to lovers omg , shit hurts, they go on a hiatus in this one ,seems very real

2.i bloomed for you 5/5

~284k words

~friends to lovers, hanahaki disease, soulmate au, heavy angst, i am a sucker for angst yes, really intense , happy ending but realistic

3.The Bokeh effect 6/5

~157k.words

~reads like poetry, infidelity, strangers to lovers, literally one of the best fics i have read

4. Somebody to love 4.5/5

~125k.words

~set in the 1950s, infidelity, jungkook and taehyung are both married, angst, sexuality crisis, falling in love, sad ending

5. love, i have wounds 5/5

~79k words

~artist taehyung, University student jungkook, anxiety attacks, loneliness, abusive relationships, yoonmin are so cute

6. i feel so empty without it 4/5

~102k words

~model taehyung, actor jungkook, enemies to lovers, fake/pretend relationship

7. dancing in the moonlight 4.5/5

~78k words

~ shit hurts, servent jungkook, rich dude taehyung, set in the 1900s, Japanese rule in korea , reads like poetry, ambiguous ending

8. Where the light shines 4.5/5

~135k words

~ beauty, based on handmaiden movie, rich jungkook, soft jungkook, servent taehyung

9. Perfectly real under the moonlight 4/5

~310k words

~ enemies to lovers , fluff, surfer taehyung, artist taehyung, biker Jungkook, small town, surfers vs bikers

10. Maybe i am fine being by myself 4.25/5

~88k words

~ highschool, suicide, abuse, time travel, falling in love , angst and fluff

11.One Scotch, One Bourbon, One Beer 4.25/5

~83k words

~fashion models, age gap, angst with a happy ending, boys in skirts, slow burn

12. Curveball 5/5

~100k words

~journalist jungkook, baseball player taehyung, coming out, homophobia, blackmail, anxiety and depression, fluff , angst with a happy ending

13. The Doorman 6/5

~259k words

~urban fantasy, FUCKING MASTERPIECE, accountant taehyung, bartender jungkook, werewolves and vampires and faeries, angst with happy ending , so much pain, pining , blood and gore

14. Don't love him next 4.25/5

~8k words

~exes to lovers, angst, love letters , misunderstandings

15. Sing me sweet melodies 4/5

~5k words

~exes to lovers, misunderstandings, angst, famous taehyung, University student jungkook, highschool sweethearts

16. A rose by any other name 4.25/5

~34k words

~enemies to lovers, living together, arrange marriage, misunderstandings, angst and fluff, chaebol taekook

17. Blue: I learned a lot about love when you left me 4/5

~27k words

~friends to lovers, miscommunication, love letters, angst with a happy ending , sad sad sad

18. Endure 4.25/5

~ 113k words

~exes to lovers, childhood friends, post breakup, misunderstandings, angst angst , poor indie artist jungkook , rich artist taehyung , happy ending

19. If only you knew 4.5/5

#taekook #bts fic #bts jungkook #btsjimin #btsjhope #btsv #btssuga #jikook ao3 #ao3fic #vkook fanfiction #taekook fic #taehyung fic #jungkook fanfic #vkook fic #ao3 update #angst #bts fanfic recs #jeon jungkook #btsrm #namjoon

[wannabegwenstacy]

Eden's Favorite BTS Fics: Twitter

Updated: 3/29/2023

A/N: I tend to read member x member on both A03 & Twitter so if thats what you are looking for then precede. If you are looking for reader insert I suggest checking out my tumblr fic recs since I tend to read those on tumblr.

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Forbidden Relationship Taegi (M) by @taegishrine on Twitter

Pairing: Rich son Taehyung x Rich son Yoongi

Tags: secret lovers, forbidden relationship, mentions and depictions of parental abuse later, enemies with benefits at the beginning

Summary: they both come from similar backgrounds: wealthy and powerful. and while their families fight each other to control the country, yoongi and taehyung can’t stay apart for too long.

it feels way better when it’s forbidden, doesn’t it?

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⎡Sope AU⎦ ~ ⎡Social Media Au⎦ by @uhgoodaddy on Twitter

Pairing: Hoseok x Yoongi

Authors Notes: ☀︎ Namjoon & Yoongi are friends ☀︎ Hoseok, Jungkook, Seokjin are friends ☀︎ Taehyung & Jimin are not friends with any of them (yet)

Tags: ☀︎ Angst ☀︎ Fluff ☀︎ Mature language and sexual jokes ☀︎ Humor if i decide to be funny ☀︎ Mentions of cheating ☀︎ Mentions of panic attacks

Summary: There’s three things Yoongi learns when he starts working with Hoseok 

1. Hoseok is everything he’s not; full of life, sweet and the literal embodiment of the sun 

2. They don’t really get along 

3. They have the same boyfriend

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Long Distance Relationship Taegi (M) by @taegishrine on Twitter

Pairing: LA Taehyung x Seoul Yoongi

Authors Notes: ldr dynamics | sad sad very sAD idk what happened to me | this story is my baby | it gets spicy | bottom yg, top th

Tags: insecurities, breakups, mental health issues

Summary: yoongi is skyping hoseok, who lives in LA, when a guy walks into his dorm room, wearing only a bath robe and a snapback 

“hey hobi, tell him to take his robe off, i’m tryna see sumn" 

the guy turns and deadpans: "i speak perfect korean, whatcha tryna see?”

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Mountain camping yoonkook au by @taehyikes on Twitter

Pairing: Writer Yoongi x General Store Owner Jungkook

Authors Notes: it will be silly! and wintery! light on the angst and heavy on the goofs! let’s begin!! first things first, they’re all writers, jimin writes travel literature, yoongi writes satire, and namjoon writes historical fiction! yoonmin are best frenemies and minjoon r dating. hoseok is a park ranger, jin cabin owner, tae owns general store with jungkook. taejin are dating.

Tags: wholesome & healing, in the soop vibes but with love, would make a good movie

Summary: where yoongi decides to rent a cabin in the mountains to work on his next novel, and jungkook runs the general store in a nearby village

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Basketball Captain Taehyung AU (M) by @taegishrine on Twitter

Pairing: Uni Basketball Captain Taehyung x Post Grad Yoongi

Authors Notes: there’s no cheating in this story; the relationship between th and the OC is fundamentally physical

Tags: self discovery, internalized homophobia, denial, a lot of sex and feelings

Summary: taehyung has a reputation that precedes him: he’s an excellent student, captain of the basketball team, and a ladies man, but after a steamy encounter with another guy, everything -even himself- starts to crumble down

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Telepathy (M) by @ladyelocin on Twitter

Pairing: CEO Min Yoongi x office worker Park Jimin

Tags: soulmates in this au share abilities/senses that manifest in different ways • ym can read each other’s thoughts • fluff • sexual tension, flirting • explicit sexual content • aftercare ♡ • side: taekook, namjin • little angst? hmm…

Summary: Having a one-night stand in a foreign country with a handsome stranger seems like the best way to end Jimin’s vacation before accepting his new job offer. Unexpectedly, Jimin meets him again and learns that the man happens to be his boss and… soulmate?

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Adjunct Professor Yoonkook (M) by  @taegishrine on Twitter

Pairing: Art Student Jungkook x Photographer/Adjunct Professor Yoongi

Authors Notes: age gap (8 years) | thread fic; no social media | NSFW

Tags: secret lovers, forbidden relationship, mentions and depictions of parental abuse later, enemies with benefits at the beginning

Summary: yoongi will never admit that the best sex of his life was with a hookup 7 years younger than him & he never thought he’d bump into jungkook again – much less on his first day as a substitute teacher but there he was, in the front row, with a devilish smile on his lips

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Winterbane (M) by  @ladyelocin on Twitter

Pairing: Lord Min Yoongi x Lord Park Jimin

Authors Notes: Okay before we start, I want us to be on the same page. This story is set somewhere between 200-500 AD so there may be practices, customs, and beliefs that are considered outdated or derogatory at present. However, there will be NO non-con and incest in this story.  There will be mpreg and depictions of pregnancy so if you are uncomfortable with the aforementioned trope, please do not proceed and prioritize yourself first.

Tags: Historical setting: 200-500 AD ‣ ABO/Omegaverse ‣ Alpha Yoongi, Omega Jimin ‣ Arranged marriage, domestic life ‣ Cultural differences, prejudice ‣ Hurt/comfort, jealousy, mutual pining ‣ Action, fight scenes, violence ‣ There are no Betas in this AU ‣ Explicit sexual content ‣ Top!YG, Bottom!JM ‣ Scenting, nesting, knotting, mating ‣ Rut/heat cycles ‣ Mpreg ‣ Side ships: Taekook, Namseok

Summary: Lord Omega Jimin of House Park agrees to marry Lord Alpha Yoongi of House Min to end the centuries-long war between the two territories. Contrary to the Northerners’ custom, Jimin, as a Southborn, is not the typical omega they expect him to be.

#BTS #BTS FIC REC #BANGTAN #BANGTAN FIC REC #KIM NAMJOON #KIM SEOKJIN #MIN YOONGI #JUNG HOSEOK #PARK JIMIN #KIM TAEHYUNG #NAMJOON #JIN #YOONGI #SUGA #JHOPE #HOBI #JIMIN #TAEHYUNG #JUNGKOOK #BTS SMUT #BTS FLUFF #NAMJOON FIC RECS #JIN FIC RECS #YOONGI FIC RECS #HOSEOK FIC RECS #JIMIN FIC RECS #TAEHYUNG FIC RECS #JUNGKOOK FIC RECS #jeon jungkook

[whats-k-popping]

Runaway - Origins

Summary: He’s dirty, hungry, tired, and alone. So excruciatingly alone. For five days, he’s been on his own, wandering the vast expanse of South Korea with no destination in mind. He would stop only when he was sure he’d be safe. He isn’t sure what city he’s in, or how far he’s traveled.

Words: 6709

Pairing: Primarily Jinkook and Taekook - Written as a familial relationship. Do not ship Jinkook in here as Jin is an adult and Jungkook is very much a minor. Taekook is open to interpretation.

TW: Mentions of abandonment || Mentions of foster families || mentions/descriptions of previous abuse || Mentions of orphan-hood || allusions to trauma || moderate to heavy angst || exhaustion || fainting || hunger/dehydration

See Also: February 2nd - Set in the future of the same AU.

A/N: I usually save my author's notes for the end of the fic. But I got some interest in continuing this AU. And I thought it would be best to go back to origin story. If you're read the February 2nd fic, then you know that I was working on this AU for another fandom and decided to edit it to fit BTS. When I originally wrote it, it was set in south west USA and the family came from a different ethnic background than the Jungkook character. I think I removed any references that would allude to that previous AU, but let me know if I missed anything. Anyway, enjoy it?

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~June 27 (Monday)~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

He is determined. He will never need anyone again. He will never rely on anything, anyone, again. He’s fine. He can take care of himself. No more case workers. No more foster families. He’s had enough, he’s endured enough. He can make it on his own. He is sure of it. He will travel far far away, where no one will ever find him. No one will ever hurt him again.  

He’s dirty, hungry, tired, and alone. So excruciatingly alone. For five days, he’s been on his own, wandering the vast expanse of South Korea with no destination in mind. He would stop only when he was sure he’d be safe. He isn’t sure what city he’s in, or how far he’s traveled. But the journey is finally starting to catch up to him. His legs won’t be able to take him much further. His throat is drier in the scorching summer heat. The hungry ache of his stomach is becoming too much to ignore. And his skin stings from the sunburn he’d contracted the last few days.

He realizes at that point that he has to stop. If he has any hope of surviving, he has to give himself a break. He is far enough away, in the middle of nowhere. A short rest won’t compromise his freedom. As he scans his surroundings, he notices a large house nearly 500 meters away. It’s the only one for a while from the looks of it. Maybe he can ask for some water. Something to get him back on the move. He has a little bit of money in his bag, surely he can bargain for something. So he sets out, determined to cross those last few meters without killing over. 

It’s arduous. His knees shake and his legs feel like jelly, but he makes it. Standing at the front door, extending his wrist to knock, he realizes exactly what he was doing. He definitely looks like a runaway, with the ratty appearance and a bag of belongings over his shoulder. What if the person who answers the door called the police? Or worse, what if no one answers. The frightening possibilities flood his already clouded mind. 

But he is so damn thirsty. At this point, he will do anything just for a sip of something cold to drink. So he knocks. He knocks with as much force as he can muster. And he knocks until someone opens the door. When the door finally opens, he looks up at the grown man who answers. He looks to be in his prime with curly deep brown hair and broad shoulders. His big brown eyes look down at him with something he’s never seen before. He eyes him up and down, subtly glancing to the bag on his back. “Good afternoon? Can I help you?” He asked, a Seoul accent thick in his voice. He started in Busan. Had he really made it that far on foot? 

He never gets the chance to ask for a drink; instead, he collapses into the man's arms. 

Some time later, he wakes up on what he recognizes to be a sofa surrounded by unfamiliarity. He doesn’t recognize the ceiling, or the fireplace, or the family in the photos displayed on the wall. He does, however, vaguely recognize the man sitting down next to him, though. He is the man who answered the door. He’s pressing a cold cloth against his forehead. Jungkook coughs lightly to get his attention and he instantly turns to him. “Oh, good, you’re awake. You scared me quite a bit, sweetie, just falling into my arms like you did. I wasn’t sure what to do. But you looked like you needed rest, so I brought you inside.” Jungkook melts under the cloth. It feels so good against his skin, which is coated in something cold and undeniably sticky. “Where did you come from?”

He refuses to answer, keeping his lips pressed tight. If this man finds out, he may call the police. Or his case worker. Or his foster parents. He doesn’t want him to know and send him back into the system for another terrible placement. Or worse, send him back to where he came from. 

The man seems to understand the silence, his discomfort, because he stops waiting for an answer. Instead, he speaks again. “You don’t have to be afraid here. I want you to know that you’re safe. I won’t hurt you.” He hesitates, “I, uh, noticed some of the bruising on your arms when I put the aloe lotion on your sunburn. You don’t have to tell me what happened, but if you work with me, I can make sure it won’t happen again. I’ll make it so no one ever hurts you again.” He resists the urge to scoff. He’s heard that before. From his case worker, from his foster parents. What makes this guy any different?

“Jungkook. My name is Jungkook. I came from Busan.” He props himself up on his elbows, looking the man straight in the eyes. Something in his gut tells him to trust him. But he’s never listened to his gut before.  

“Well, you've wandered pretty far away from your home, Jungkook-ssi. Do you know where you are?” Jungkook just shakes his head, “Uiseong. A three hour train ride away.” 

Uiseong. Jungkook knows it as a rural town in the Gyeongsangbuk region. Had he really traveled that far from Busan?

“Is there someone I should call for you, Jungkook.” The man asks. 

“No. There’s no one to call.”

“Jungkook-ssi.” He carries a scolding tone to his voice, “You’re just a boy.” He continues. 

“Please, ajeossi-nim. Please don’t call anyone.” Jungkook immediately perks up. No, absolutely not. No phone calls. Not the police, not the child welfare system. No one who would ruin this peaceful moment for him.  He begs the older man not to call anyone. Other families always call and then people show up and take him away. He doesn’t want to go through that all again. He’ll be fine all by himself.  

The older man presses a hand against his head, “Aigoo, kiddo. Don’t get yourself worked up. I won’t call anyone for now, until I absolutely have to.” He promises. “Tell you what. You must be hungry. Can I make you something to eat?”

Jungkook sest a hand on his stomach, feeling it ache in his abdomen. He isn’t sure when his last meal was. He nods and is led toward the kitchen. Jungkook stands in the entrance as the other man wanders around the kitchen with practiced grace. The kitchen is large; Jungkook equates it to something out of a remodeling magazine. Glossy, tan quartz countertops and dark wooden cabinets. Elegant bar stools resting by the island in the center and a small round table for four on the other side.  

As the man dances around the kitchen, he sends Jungkook a small smile. “Jungkook, why don’t you go wash up. There’s a bathroom right behind you.” 

Jungkook looks behind him and sees the door he hadn’t noticed when he walked in. Silently, he dismisses himself and creeps into the small room. He takes his time washing his hands and his face, noticing how much dirt he’s wiping away and hoping he wouldn’t make too much of a mess in the nice, clean bathroom. 

He enjoys the peace of the bathroom. And the feeling of the warm water on his skin. It feels like centuries since he last washed himself. The soap smells of strawberries and lathers smoothly over his rough hands. Drying his hands on the towel, he looks at his reflection in the mirror. He looked pathetic- his normally tan skin glowing red with sunburn, his hair out of place. But for the first time, he feels safe. He has to give himself some credit.    

The smell of food draws him out of the bathroom and back to the kitchen. There’s a bowl with some food Jungkook doesn’t recognize set on the table. And for a bowl of white mush, it looks good. Hot steam rises off the contents, Jungkook’s first hot meal in a while. Taking a seat at the table, Jungkook looks at the man with a shy smile. “This looks very good,” He stutters when trying to address him. 

“Kim Seokjin, dear. But just Jin is fine." He smiles, “And it’s just some instant jook. If you finish that there’s some more warming on the stove. I figured you might eat more than just one bowl.” 

Jungkook nods, taking his first bite and burning his tongue. He winces at first, but actually found the feeling to be comfortable. He feels grateful that he actually had something to burn his tongue on. He ignores the burn and feeds himself another spoonful. 

“Jungkook, honey. I want to help you. Are you sure you can’t tell me anything about how you ended up on my doorstep?” Jungkook looks down into the bowl, trying to avoid his prying eyes. Seokjin continues to pry more into where he came from and how long he’d been missing, asking questions but not getting many answers from Jungkook. 

Jungkook finishes the first bowl of jook and asks politely for more. Seokjin smiles. Quickly, he scoops him another helping and sets it in front of him. “How old are you, Jungkook.” He asks, electing to drop the personal interrogation for more introductory questions.

��15” Jungkook replies with a mouthful of jook. 

He smiles. “I have a son your age - Taehyung.” Jungkook is grateful for the break from the personal questions, but he isn’t all that keen on learning Seokjin’s story either. He doesn’t really care about what he is saying. He just nods periodically and continues slurping down the meal.

When he meets the bottom of the bowl, he lets out a satisfied sigh and stands up to take the bowl to the sink. “Would you like anything to drink, Jungkook.” Seokjin offers and Jungkook nods, standing awkwardly beside the sink. Seokjin stands up and pulls a glass from one of the many cabinets. He gives Jungkook an option between at least four different kinds of juices. He asks for milk and Seokjin pours him a glass. He gulps the entire thing down in one large sip. 

Seokjin smiles, “Sweetie,” it took Jungkook a minute to realize that he was being addressed. “When was the last time you had a nice, hot shower?” He asks and Jungkook shrugs his shoulders. He doesn’t actually know the answer to that question. “Would you like to take one?” He offers and Jungkook nods with a small yet eager smile. “You look about the same size as my Taehyung. I’m sure you’ll fit into something of his.” He takes Jungkook into his room and lets him use the master shower. “I’ll grab something of his and set it out here for you. Okay. Towels are here, washcloths over there, and you can use my body wash.” Seokjin explains as he shows Jungkook everything he may need and how to operate the faucet. He even breaks open a brand new toothbrush and encourages him to brush his teeth. 

Once Seokjin leaves, Jungkook stands dumbfounded for a while. He appreciates Seokjin's kindness, his welcoming hospitality. He knows eventually he will have to tell him the truth. But maybe that can wait a little longer. Maybe he can bask in his hospitality for a while longer. He’s just about to step into the shower when he hears the bedroom door open. “Jungkook, honey, Taehyung's clothes are out here on my bed. Hopefully they work for you.” He shouts back a thank you as the bedroom door closes and finally steps in the shower and stands under the hot water for at least five minutes, just letting it run over his skin. He ignores the way it stings his sunburn. He doesn’t know when he may shower again. Once he’s comfortable in the water, he starts the washing process. 

It’s embarrassing how much dirt covers the bathtub after he finishes washing himself off. He tries to get it all to wash down the drain, but every time he thinks he’s finished, there’s another spot. 

Eventually he gives up and steps out of the tub and wraps a towel around his waist. The long wall mirror is fogged up by the steam, but he can still see some semblance of his own reflection. He takes a second to touch his abdomen, covered in fading purple bruises. They don’t hurt as much anymore. The more the fog fades, the more Jungkook can see. The scars on his chest and the bruising all over his arms. But before he starts crying in the bathroom, he runs out to find the clothes Seokjin left for him. A pair of black sweatpants with a flame pattern running down the side and a white T-shirt with roman block letters. He doesn’t recognize the word, but his English was never very strong. 

He puts on the clothes and towel dries his hair the best he could. Now covered, he walks back into the bathroom prepared to clean up any mess he may have made. There’s a knock on the bathroom door and Seokjin’s sweet voice from the other side. “Jungkook, honey, are you all cleaned up? Do the clothes fit okay, sweetie?” Jungkook opens the door, showing him how well Taehyung’s clothes looked on him. “Well, look at you. You’re rather handsome when you’re not all covered in dirt.” He hands him a comb for his still dripping hair.

He starts pulling at the knots in his hair. “Thank you for letting me use your shower, and for the food, and the milk.” He realizes at that moment that he hadn’t thanked Seokjin for anything since he showed up and feels guilty. Seokjin had shown him kindness and he hasn’t expressed gratitude for any of it. 

“Don’t you worry about any of that, dear.” He waves him off, starting the process of cleaning the bathroom. He collects Jungkook’s old clothes and sets them in the laundry basket. “You’re safe here, Jungkook. Nothing bad will happen to you while you’re here. I promise.” Jungkook has a hard time believing that. “Now, what would you like to do? You look tired, do you want to go take a nap?” he offers. 

Jungkook shakes his head. Against his better judgment, he sighs and looks up at Seokjin. He might have a hard time trusting people, but he feels like Seokjin is a man he can trust. And he owes it to him. He knows he’ll feel terrible if he gets into trouble for helping him. “I ran away from my foster parents five days ago,” he admits. Seokjin remains reasonably calm as he ushers Jungkook into his room and sits him down on his bed. 

“Okay, sweetie. Tell me everything that happened. We’re going to make it alright.” 

Jungkook doesn’t know if he wants him to start at the beginning or if he just wants to know why he ran away. Why he ran away… He can’t tell him that. He decides to just go with the basics. “I’ve been with this foster family for three years. And they recently started hurting me. I couldn’t take it anymore, so I ran away and I just kept going. But then I ended up here.” Jungkook starts to cry, “And I really can’t go back there. They are going to hurt me again. They are going to do terrible things to me and I don’t want to hurt anymore. Seokjin-ssi, please don’t make me go back there.” Jungkook covers his eyes with his hands as he sobs. He feels Seokjin’s arms around him in a very gentle, very loose hug. 

“Don’t you worry, sweetheart. I promise no one will ever hurt you again, okay. I promise, and a Kim always keeps their promise.” He hushes him, “Now sweetie, I’m going to need you to tell me your last name, and the name of the family that hurt you. Okay, I’ll take care of everything for you.” 

Jungkook isn’t really sure what he can do for him, but he’s honored that he’ll at least make the effort. “My last name is Jeon. The foster family name is Bak. Kwan and Sunhi.” He even provides their address. 

“Thank you, Jungkook, for trusting me enough to tell me. I’ll take care of it from here. Now you go rest up and I’ll make a few phone calls, okay.” Jungkook nods and lets Seokjin lead him out of his room and up the stairs. “This is the guest bedroom, you can rest in here. Come downstairs whenever you’re ready, okay.” He smiles before leaving him alone in the room. Jungkook lays down on the bed and closes his eyes. He can hear Seokjin’s voice through the floor. 

“No, you listen to me. I’m not going to let you take that child back to that house.” he’s shouting. “He says they physically abuse him. And he has the marks to prove it.” “No. I didn’t take him. He showed up at my house exhausted, starving and filthy.” “He ran away because they were hurting him.” “I frankly don’t give a rat’s ass how this works. I promised him I would protect him and that’s what I’m going to do.” “He will not leave my house unless you can promise me he will be well taken care of. And I demand that the Bak family be punished for their crimes.” “No, I don’t care about his track record. I don’t care about his past. I can tell he’s a good kid that just needs a good family.” “Fine, I’ll do whatever it takes to become a legal foster parent. But the boy stays with me.” “Yes, I have five children of my own.” “We have more than enough room for him.” “Look, those are all technicalities. If you need to see my house, come see my house, come meet my family. Come do whatever it is you need to do. But I’m not letting Jungkook go.” “My mind's made up. I’m only doing what is best for Jungkook.”

Jungkook can hear the argument clearly. He feels like crying. He feels he doesn’t deserve to be treated so well by such a kind man. For as long as he can remember, he has only been treated badly. No one had ever shown him this level of genuine kindness. He wonders why Seokjin’s doing it. He isn’t in it for the paycheck, he isn’t in need of any kids. He wonders how such a sweet and caring person can actually exist. And why he was causing himself trouble for his sake. 

Despite the exhaustion coursing through his entire body, he can’t bring himself to sleep. All he can do is cry. He doesn’t deserve kindness. He doesn’t deserve to be laying on such a large, soft bed. He isn’t worth Seokjin’s trouble. And so he cries, curled up in a ball on the floor, he buries his face in his knees and weeps. Seokjin wanted to keep him. If only he knew about all the trouble he’s gotten himself into. If only he knew. 

Jungkook stays in that room for hours. Eventually, he runs out of tears to cry and settles with sitting on the floor, knees pulled up to his chest. Hours later, Seokjin knocks on the door and invites himself inside. He expects Jungkook to be sleeping.. But he finds Jungkook sitting on the floor and sits across from him. “Jungkook, sweetie, dinner is ready.” 

Jungkook makes a slight movement, “Why are you being so nice to me?” He asks, fresh wet tears piling up in the corners of his eyes. He thought he had run out. 

Seokjin sends him a soft smile, “Because, Jungkook, you’re a good kid who just got dealt a crappy hand. You deserve a few good cards, don’t you think?” He opens his arms invitingly. Jungkook thinks it’s wonderful how he presents comfort as an option, rather than just pulling him in. Jungkook does bring himself into Seokjin’s arms and rests his head against his shoulder. He’s never been held like that before. It feels nice. “I was on the phone with social services. I have to get an official license, but we are going to be your new foster family. Is that okay with you?” 

Jungkook knows it’s a difficult process. He’s heard previous foster families complain about it. Jungkook knows it was probably very illegal for him to stay during the interim. But Jungkook had also heard a lot of the conversation. And he can tell that Seokjin is the kind of person who doesn't stop until he gets what he wants. He’s thankful for that. “I don’t want to be a burden on you, or your family.” Jungkook replies, still pressed against his chest. 

“Nonsense, dear. You need a place to stay. I’ve already talked to them all about it. We all want to help you out. Come now, dinner is probably getting cold. And everyone is down there waiting to meet you.” he helps Jungkook to his feet, then presses himself up off the floor and guides him down to the dinner table. “Everyone, this is Jungkook-ssi. He’s going to be staying with us from now on.” Seokjin’s hands were hovering around his shoulders, not touching. “Come on, introduce yourselves.” 

So many unfamiliar faces. To his left sits a petite man, probably in his late teens. He has long dark hair and a flat expression on his lips. “Yoongi.” He introduces himself plainly. Next to him, another child. This one looked much younger. He has a wide smile and a mop of thick brown hair on his head. “I’m Jimin!” Next to him was one of two identical faces. Both very young with clean cut black hair and such prominent dimples. “I’m Hoseok. And he’s Namjoon.” Hoseok points to his twin sitting across the table. Jungkook knows he would have trouble telling them apart. For now, he’ll just have to rely on which side of the table they were on. Thank god they sat on different sides. The last face he saw was one of a boy similar to him. This must be Taehyung. “The name’s Taehyung,” He smirks. Jungkook notices an empty seat between Taehyung and Seokjin. He assumes it is for him and cautiously takes a seat. The glass at that setting is filled with milk. Jungkook smiles fondly. 

Members of the family exchanges glances at him through the whole meal. With the exception of Jimin, who just stares at Jungkook a lot and made him feel as though he was under intense scrutiny from a nine year old. No one has ever paid that much attention to him before. Jimin keeps his smile wide until he finally breaks the silence of the table. “Your hair is really cool. It swooshes up in the back and it’s all black.” Jungkook isn’t sure what to say, so he twinges his lip into what might have been a smile. 

“Mini,” Jungkook assumes it’s a nickname for Jimin, “Don’t be rude. You’re making Jungkook feel uncomfortable.” Seokjin scolds. 

Jungkook is just about to defend himself when he bites his tongue. It isn’t his place to intervene. Jimin’s voice fills the room again. “I wasn’t trying to be rude, appa. I was complimenting his hair. If he’s gonna be my hyung, I want him to like me.” 

A piece of chicken lodges itself in his throat when he takes a sharp breath. Hyung? He thinks as he coughs. No one has ever called him a brother before. He’s been called a lot of things. But hyung was never one of them. Seokjin gently pats his back to help him catch his breath. When he can finally breathe again, he takes a sip of milk and tries to regain his composure. The whole table is staring at him. “Uh, Oh, Excuse me. I’m sorry.” He shrinks back in his seat.

“Don’t worry about it, honey. Are you okay?” Seokjin comforts him, sending his family eyes that screamed ‘stop staring.’ 

“Yeah, I’m fine. Just, bit off a little more than I could chew, I guess.” He lies. But maybe it isn’t a lie. Maybe he really did bite off more than he could chew by absentmindedly stumbling upon the Kim household in his time of need. 

Seokjin sits back down and the meal continues in silence again. It’s only silent for a few minutes until Seokjin addresses the table. “So how was everyone’s day today?” 

They went around the table sharing the events of their day. The twins talk about their play date with the family friend. Jimin talks about his piano lessons. Yoongi tries to downplay the conversation, but ends up confessing that he went to see a movie. Taehyung talks about the project he was working on in school. 

Wait, school? It’s the end of June. School should be out by now for summer break. Was Taehyung taking summer classes? 

Thankfully, no one expects an answer from Jungkook. He’s glad because he wasn’t sure what he would have said. He hasn’t done anything to report. Seokjin knows what he did all day. He knows what he’d been through. 

Regular conversation continues until all the plates are clear, with the exception of the twins who refused to eat their vegetables. Once Jungkook finishes, he sits and waits for any signals of what to do. Being in so many foster homes showed him that many families do things differently. He has yet to learn the customs of the Kim family. Seokjin stands up and collects everyone’s empty dishes. Jungkook offers to help him, but he hushes him and insists he stay seated. 

“Who wants hotteok?” he calls from the kitchen. The entire table erupts in cheers. 

Jungkook’s never heard of it before. He sees everyone cheering and wonders what everyone was so excited about. He leans over to Taehyung and taps his shoulder. Taehyung looks back at him. “What’s everyone cheering about?” He asks quietly, so not to be heard over the cheers of the twins. 

“Oh,” He chuckles, “Aren’t you Korean? Appa made hotteok. It’s like a pancake, but my Appa has his own secret recipe, so it’s like 100 times better than anything you can buy on the streets. He learned to modify the recipe when he lived abroad. It’s super super sweet! He only makes it on special occasions. He must have made it for you.” Taehyung admits so casually, sending Jungkook a friendly smile. Jungkook just stares back. He’s never even heard of a pancake before. Everything he’s ever eaten came prepackaged or from a microwave. And come to think of it, he’s never had anything made especially for him before, either. “You’ve gotta try it. It’s amazing.” He emphasizes. 

Seokjin comes back from the kitchen with a dish stacked high with flat pastries. “Appa, Jungkook’s never had hotteok before.” Taehyung announces over everyone’s excitement. Jungkook feels only slightly betrayed. 

“Well, we’ll change that. Won’t we?” he passes the first round out, starting with Jungkook. Once everyone is served, Seokjin sits back down and all eyes are glued to Jungkook as he stares down at the pastry. It looks like bread. He doesn’t see the big deal. “Go ahead, sweetie. Give it a taste. It’s a modified family recipe.” 

Jungkook notices them all staring at him. He nods curtly as he takes a small bite. It’s sweet and chewy. It reminded him of candy. He chews it up carefully before swallowing. Everyone waits for some kind of reaction. 

“Well, what did you think?” Taehyung asks with wide eyes. 

Jungkook smiled, immediately scooping up more, “It’s the best thing I’ve ever tasted in my life.” He looked at Seokjin, “Thank you.” Seokjin sent him a warm smile in response. 

Jimin laughs, “Just wait until Appa makes you his bungeoppang. That’s my favorite.” The young boy digs into his own hotteok greedily. 

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~June 28 (Tuesday)~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Jungkook once again finds himself holed up in the guest bedroom. But this time, he is actually expected to spend the night there. He sits idly at the edge of the bed, staring at the pastel blue walls adorned with abstract art. This seems to be the only room in the house that isn’t plastered with family portraits, which makes sense. Any company they may host might not want to fall asleep staring at the perfect Kim family all wearing matching sweaters and sporting wide, genuine smiles. 

Jungkook likes the abstract art. Collections of complimenting color gradients or photographs of random objects. He is particularly fond of the black-and-white photograph of a golf-ball up close, pennant flag intersecting a clear sky. Jungkook wonders where they got all of this wall art. Perhaps Seokjin is a photographer, or Yoongi is a painter. And the walls of the guest room are their canvas. It’s all fascinating to Jungkook. Maybe that’s what families do. Maybe they displayed their talents, their masterpieces, on the walls of their often empty guest bedrooms. It is a charming sentiment. 

Eventually, the wall art stops being interesting. And neither the chotskies strewn across the shelves nor the complex pattern of the beige bedding can capture his attention. With nothing to focus on, he’s reminded of the emptiness of the room. He’s reminded that he’s supposed to sleep there, all night, by himself. That in itself is an intimidating thought. Jungkook had never had anything to himself before. He’d always have to share, with foster brothers and sisters, with other orphans. Having something that belongs to him was just an outlandish thought. He struggles to grasp it, he doesn’t believe it.

He struggles even more to cope with it. This entire space belongs to him. Jungkook thinks for a moment how many cots would be able to fit in the room. He estimates about three; six if they were bunked. In any other foster home, he would be sharing a room this size with at least two other kids. But now, the space was all his. And he really doesn’t know what to do with it. 

He falls back onto the bed and wills his eyes shut. Maybe if he tries hard enough, he could just close his eyes and fall asleep. And he will wake up and it will be morning and he won’t have to spend any more time alone in this room. Lord knows he’s still extremely exhausted, the few hours he’d spent passed out on the Kim’s couch wasn’t enough to make up for the past five days of restlessness and fitful existence. He could probably sleep for three days and still be tired. But he’d settle for just a few hours. Just enough to get him to sunrise. 

The digital clock on the night table reminds him it was well after midnight. Everyone in the house is already sound asleep, and has been for at least two hours now. He is the only soul awake. That thought unsettles him even more. He is the only one awake in a house that isn’t his own. He is the only one awake in a house he doesn’t understand, a brand new location. He’s always had trouble adjusting to new foster homes. It always takes him a few days to get the hang of things. But usually it wasn’t that much of an adjustment. Usually, things tend to follow the same pattern. 

But the Kim household is a completely different entity. Seokjin doesn’t know how to be a foster parent. He only knows how to be a parent. And Jungkook knows he is a damn good one. But he’s the worst foster parent Jungkook has ever had. He doesn’t follow any of the expected foster parent procedures for introductions or tours or rules. Jungkook isn’t bothered by that. Not at all, he rather enjoys the dynamics of this new house. He just knows it will take him longer to adjust than ever before. 

His first adjustment is to learn to sleep in his own room. And he can say with confidence that it is impossible. Springing up from the bed, he paces around the room trying to collect his thoughts, trying to tire himself out to the point where he just passes out again. At least then, he’d be resting. Somewhat. The pacing is getting him nowhere. And he is still anxious about the size and emptiness of the room. 

In a spur of the moment decision, he quietly opens the bedroom door. Maybe a few laps pacing the hallway will tire him out. As he starts his trek, he notices one other light still shining through an open doorway. It’s Taehyung’s room. Taehyung must still be awake. Well, either he’s awake, or he sleeps with the lights on. Taehyung’s room is the farthest from the guest room, having to make his way quietly past everyone else’s room before he finally finds himself standing in Taehyung’s doorway. 

Taehyung is awake and sitting at his desk, back turned to the door. Jungkook notices a pencil gripped in his left hand, moving vigorously across a page. He taps lightly against the doorframe. Just loud enough to get Taehyung’s attention and still quiet enough that none of the sleeping siblings will hear it. 

Taehyung turns around with a jolt, clearly thrown from some deep level of concentration. He looks at Jungkook, then to the clock on his night table, then back to Jungkook. “Jungkook, do you know how late it is? What are you still doing up?” Taehyung inquires, a quizzical look in his eyes.

Jungkook shrugs his shoulders, rubbing one roughly against the doorframe. “I guess I could ask you the same thing.” He replies. 

“I’m finishing up my homework for school tomorrow. Or, I guess, today.” He gestures to his notebook with a casual smirk. “I have to be awake right now. But you don’t. You should go to sleep.” Taehyung’s voice gets quieter as he speaks.

Jungkook’s head drops and a small pout forms on his lips. “I- uh, I tried to fall asleep. But it just wasn’t happening.” He explains.

Taehyung’s facial expression softens from a look of confusion to a look of sympathy. “Do you, maybe, want to come in?” Jungkook is still lingering in the doorway. He gingerly accepts Taehyung’s offer, stepping further into the room. “You can lay down on my bed if you want. I probably won’t be going to sleep for a while.” 

Jungkook accepts that invitation as well. He finds that Taehyung’s bed feels well slept in. There’s a body mold that nearly matches up with his own, give or take a few inches in Jungkook’s favor. He curls in on himself. 

The scratching of Taehyung’s pencil keeps him awake. He wonders if he should be talking. Is Taehyung waiting for some kind of explanation? Is he waiting for a conversation? “I’ve never had my own room before. And the size of your guest room is just kinda overwhelming.” He tests the waters. It isn’t exactly the most inviting conversation starter. But Jungkook figures Taehyung can run with it if he wants to talk. 

Taehyung’s pencil stops for a brief second. “Yeah, we’ve never really had anyone stay over. It’s never really been used before.” 

Jungkook wonders if he should say anything else. Taehyung is busy with his homework, after all. “Your family is really nice.” 

He thinks he hears Taehyung laugh, “Yeah. Well, we have our good days.” 

“Really, does that mean you also have your bad days?” 

“Every family has their bad days, Jungkook-ah.” 

“I wouldn’t know.” 

“Oh. Right, Uh, sorry. Appa mentioned that you’re a foster kid.” 

That stings a little. “Don’t worry about it.” He plays it off, fiddling with the corner of the sheets, “Did he tell you anything else about me?” 

“Nothing else; just that you’re a foster kid who will be staying with us for a while. Why? Should he have told us something else.”

“No.” Jungkook’s eyes slip closed and he hopes the conversation can end there. 

“If you ever need to talk about anything, I’ll listen.” 

Jungkook wants to respond, but sleep calls for him. He sleeps soundly knowing that he can confide in Taehyung, if he wants to, that is. 

He doesn’t know when Taehyung finally goes to sleep. But when Jungkook wakes up, the clock on Taehyung’s night table tells him it was almost 5:30 am and Taehyung is in a sleeping bag on the floor. Quietly, Jungkook sneaks back to the guest room to wait out the rest of the night. As Jungkook sits impatiently on the guest room bed, he ponders his feelings of guilt about Taehyung having to sleep on the floor in his own room, in his own house. He resolves to not bother Taehyung at night again. He will just  have to make the guest room work. 

The Kim family finally starts to stir around 7:00. Well, just Seokjin and Taehyung. When he hears them moving around, he decides it would be safe to emerge from the guest room. He can just write it off and say he’s a light sleeper. 

As soon as he opens the bedroom door, he locks eyes with Taehyung. 

“Morning Jungkook-ah,” The slightly older male greets with a smile. 

Jungkook has been awake for nearly an hour and a half, there’s no trace of sleep in his voice. “Morning.” 

“What happened to you last night? I woke up and you were gone.” 

“Yeah. I woke up early and went back to the guest room. I’m sorry you had to sleep on the floor, by the way. I really didn’t want to inconvenience you like that. It’s just…” Jungkook thinks back to their conversation from last night. 

“You don’t have to be sorry about anything, Jungkook. I don’t mind sleeping on the floor. And I get it, you know. Jimin and I used to share a room until I turned 12. It took me a long time to adjust to having my own room. So you can come to my room whenever you need to.” Taehyung is so kind and understanding. Jungkook can’t help but smile. “And I’m not sure if you heard me or not, but I told you that if you ever need to talk about anything, I’ll listen.” He rubs at the nape of his neck, “I- uh, I said that last night, but you kinda passed out on me. I just thought you could use a friend. I mean, you don’t have to talk to me. But if you ever need to.” 

Jungkook stops his awkward ramblings, “Thanks, Taehyung. I appreciate it.” 

Jungkook and Taehyung sit together at the island in the kitchen. A platter of egg dumplings await them on the counter, and there’s an untouched glass of milk set out. Taehyung points out that it must have been for Jungkook, because Taehyung doesn’t like drinking white milk. He only likes chocolate milk or strawberry milk. Jungkook smiles at how well Seokjin already seems to know him and accepts the milk with a smile. The boys can hear Seokjin getting ready in his room, but the house is otherwise silent. 

Taehyung fixes himself a heaping portion of rice and two dumplings on the side. He starts eating while Jungkook eyes him suspiciously. “Let me guess, you’ve never had dumplings either?” He chuckles.

“Never that looked like that? What’s in them?” 

“Eggs, mostly. And some vegetables.” Taehyung answers. He picks up a piece with his chopsticks and holds them out to Jungkook. 

Jungkook accepts the food into his mouth and chews. His eyes grow wide, savoring the flavor. “It’s good.” 

“Everything appa makes is good.” Taehyung smiles while he serves Jungkook some dumplings and rice. 

“So, you have to go to school.” Taehyung nods. “Oh.”  Although Taehyung doesn’t seem too upset about having to attend school over the summer break, Jungkook decides to leave it at that. He doesn’t want to insinuate that Taehyung might just not be a bright student. But he also doesn’t want to ask about any circumstances that may have caused him to get stuck in summer school. 

The rest of the breakfast remains silent.  

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A/N: Well, that's the origin. Let me know what you think of this AU??? I'm still messing around with it every once and a while. As always, thanks for reading to the end! Feedback is always appreciated. And please let me know if I missed any tags or TWs. There's a lot to unpack in here and I want to make sure it's appropriately warned. Please call me out for any errors you notice!

#bts #bts sickfic #sick!Jungkook #caretaker!seokjin #caretaker!taehyung #bts au fic #bts domestic au #bts runaway au #jungkook angst #tw!abuse #tw!fostercare #bts exhaustion #bts fainting #tw exhaustion #tw fainting #jinkook #taekook #aki sickfic #aki writes

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Taekook fics for May Flowers

Still raining where I live but I'm gonna pretend there are flowers 🌺 I'll admit I'm cautious when it comes to Taekook fics, I've just read too many bad ones 😬 but here are some that I think are really really great 💜 All complete.

👍Yes to Smut

Where the Light Shines by moonflower1306

The Handmaiden AU, plot heavy, lots of angst, very hot 🔥

Feel it Kicking in by rix

Taekook are greasy surfer dudes who can't admit they're in love lol 🏄

Trouble I'm In by haruday

sugar daddy Tae, bratty Jungkook, much angstier than it sounds lol

Storytime by Trilluvium

Taehyung narrates fictional porn scenarios to Jungkook, things get out of hand 👀

🚫No to Smut

we'd be good, we'd be great by orphan_account

classic best friends pining after each other 💜

(just go ahead and help yourself) by orphan_account

Youtuber Tae, fan JK. It's 50% epistolary, 50% prose, 100% adorable.

Brighter Days by theshyauthor

no smut but this story does have intense themes so make sure to read all tags. pre-debut au where Tae is a former sex worker trying to get away from an old client. Very emotional, very good.

(other fic rec lists)

#bts fic rec #taekook fic rec #Taehyung #Jungkook #bts angst #enemies to lovers #friends to lovers #mutual pining #kpop fanfic #kpop fluff

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Chapters: 7/7 Fandom: 방탄소년단 | Bangtan Boys | BTS Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death Relationships: Jeon Jungkook/Kim Taehyung | V Characters: Jeon Jungkook, Kim Taehyung | V, Kim Seokjin | Jin, Kim Namjoon | RM, Park Jimin (BTS), Min Yoongi | Suga, Jung Hoseok | J-Hope, Kim Yugyeom, Original Characters Additional Tags: Blood and Injury, Blood, Fights, Death, Weapons, Mentions of Torture/Trauma, mafia bosses, Mob Boss Kim Taehyung | V, Mob Boss Jeon Jungkook, Toxic Start, Top Kim Taehyung | V, Bottom Jeon Jungkook, Dom Kim Taehyung | V, Sub Jeon Jungkook, Kinky, Enemies to Lovers, Gun Violence, Fist Fights, First Time Bottoming, Crimes & Criminals, Kim Taehyung | V is Bad at Feelings, Miscommunication, Jeon Jungkook is a Little Shit, Bring Holy Water, Kinks Will Be Added Later, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Tags Are Edited With Each Update, Minor Character Death, Knifeplay, Bratty Jeon Jungkook, Drunken Shenanigans, Degradation, Car Sex, Jeon Jungkook is So Done, Jeon Jungkook is Good at Feelings, Pain Kink, Developing Relationship, Kim Taehyung | V is Trying his Best, Subspace, Consent is Sexy, Implied/Referenced Self-Harm, Mentions of Suicide, Safeword Use, Childhood Trauma, Aftercare, Major character death - Freeform Summary:

In a city divided by two powers, the Kim and Jeon gangs have ruled the streets of Seoul for decades. However, when a new uprising group threatens both of their sides, it calls for a new resolution amongst Seoul’s highest leaders.

[my note that no one asked for🥢: I cannot open this fic without having a whole breakdown. I have never felt that much pain while reading a fic. the angst???? no fic could compare to this one. it's mcd. I am psychopathic. I love mcd. I love pain. I love this fic. I reread the most painful part again and again lmao. the writing is immaculate]

#this fic omfg #pls read the tags!! #major character death #personal fav #as a person who enjoys heavy angst I loved it sm #enemies to lovers #bottom jungkook #top taehyung #dom taehyung #heavy angst #gun violence #knife play #smut #bratty jungkook #childhood trauma #mafia #mob bosses taekook #weapons #taekook #taekook fic #taekook fic rec #bts fic #bts fic rec #angst

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heyyy!! I love your account!! I wanted to ask if you have any sever angst yoonkook or taekook recommendation? Basically something that made you cry. Thank you!!

Hiii!! Happy New Year and sooorrryyy for keeping u waiting! 💜💜💜

here_1 - taekook 

here_2 - taekook 

here_3 - taekook 

here_4 - yoonmin 

Just let me love you (Don't judge a fuckboy by his cover) - yoonmin

At the Edge of the World (we will be together) - yoonmin 

#taekook #taekook ao3 #taekook fics #taekook rec fics #taekook angst #taekook heavy angst #yoonmin #yoonmin rec fics #yoonmin ao3 #yoonmin angst #yoonmin heavy angst

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I love sad things so I was wondering what is the saddest fic you have read?

hi anon! wow that is a difficult question. i tend to stay away from very sad fics because i'm already quite sad irl. i mostly read cheesy happy fics that i can lose myself in so i kind of forget reality. despite having read some 'heavy angst' aus, i don't think they're the saddest things i've read (they mostly make me uncomfortable for some reason).

i get sad of fics where one of them is really looking out for others but is not caring enough about himself. good example would be curse me, bless me. by smoltae {G, taekook, 7,0k} or Who Would Be Born Must First Destroy a World by metastacia {M, namjin, 26,2k}. Both are about one of them being able to heal/help others but only at the expense of themselves which saddens me so much :(

hope this was a satisfying enough answer!!

#ask fic rec #sad au #sad fic #saddest fics ever #i'm too soft #healing others #at own expense #looking out for others #no heavy angst #just some sad stuff #bts au #bts fic #bts fic rec #namjin au #taekook au #very sad aus

[callicoversy]

The Memory Thief

Summary:

In 2022, Reporter Kim Taehyung has finally managed to get an interview with the mysterious J, a vampire who rarely leaves his mansion and has, unbeknownst to the reporter, the most unbelievable story he has ever heard.

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Welcome to a love story that began in 1747 in Louisiana when Jeongguk, the son of a plantation owner, met a mysterious vampire named Vante who was presented to him as his wedding suit tailor.

Tags: Ongoing, 100k+ so far, vampire Jeongguk, reporter Taehyung, setting - 1747 Louisiana & modern Seoul, heavy angst, mentions of death, violence, ritualistic imagery, demons, memory loss, smut, fluff, happy ending, inspired by Interview with a Vampire

Ongoing on Twitter

#taekook #taekookau #taekook fic #vampire jungkook #reporter Taehyung #heavy angst #taekook switch #mentions of death and violence

[taekookficrecs]

wow !! hi guys :) a lot of angst asks haha i haven’t read all of these but the tags + plot imply they’re everything you need to satisfy your heartbreaking desires ! (tried to mix it up and find fics that all of you asked for)

Mutual Fiend - kkumkkatcher (( 25/25 | E | 68,697 ))

"I didn’t recognize you with your clothes on."

An AU where Jungkook needs to kill Taehyung, but Taehyung also needs to kill Jungkook, and things get (more than) a bit complicated.

Overtones - coley_merrin (( 15/15 | E | 80,780 ))

As a vampire, Taehyung's life is full of walls and restrictions. Jungkook is a temptation and a risk, someone who could take away Taehyung's eternity, even as he could steal Jungkook's future.

起死回生; To Live Again - mindheist (( 1/1 | E | 29,984 ))

Fiction gives us a second chance that life denies us.

(thought you knew) you were in this song - expplipo (( 1/1 | T | 35,321 ))

Taehyung nearly chokes, but only nearly. Instead he raises an eyebrow and puts on the most suave smile he can manage. Hopes he looks far more collected than his for-some-reason racing heartbeat would let on, more suit-and-wine than elementary-schooler-with-a-new-crush. “You like me?”

Jeongguk blushes, and looks at his feet. He’s smiling. “Of course.”

“Really?” Taehyung says. “Like? Or like like?”

(So much for suit-and-wine.)

[ a soulmate au ]

Taste of Ink - sugamins (( 12/12 | M | 128,177 ))

Jungkook is a drug runner for the largest gang in the whole of Busan: the Sam Yong Pa.

One day he bumps into a runner for a rival gang in the next district that has trespassed into their territory: a Geum Sung Pa boy called Jimin. Jimin has a friend, a goon for the rival gang.

Taehyung beats people up for a living, and boy, does he look good when he’s doing it.

But their blossoming friendships reignite old gang flames and causes the most brutal gang war the country has ever seen.

Dragons destroy and stars explode.

ELLIPSISM - haruday (( 11/11 | N/R | 72,456 ))

If you slap a jester's hat on the monster in the closet it ceases to be scary but to itself, it will still be a monster. If Jeongguk opens his palms he closes them instantly because he doesn't like the ugliness he sees. The neon light leaks through his pores and he ceases to be bright.

Pain changes people. It certaintly changes Jeon Jeongguk.

Hiraeth - haruday (( 5/5 | E | 100,605 ))

Jeongguk has learned the hard way from the tender age of thirteen when his father pushed him down the stairs, that people are a disappointment. They always will be and so he breaks hearts instead.

Hurt people hurt people.

Jeongguk likes hurting girls, but he doesn't like hurting Kim Taehyung.

Hustlers - tbz (( 35/35 | E | 307,642 ))

Jungkook hadn't meant to lose nine million.

He certainly hadn't meant to lose his kidney.

And he hadn't meant to meet Kim Taehyung.

I Bloomed For You... - Meanie_Beanie (( 17/17 | M | 284,289 ))

Jungkook just barely registered the warm soft skin of Taehyung’s palm, before his whole world changed. His skin prickled almost painfully, and it felt like somebody had sent a great wave of electricity crackling through him. The world went black for barely a second as a strange weight settled in his chest, and then the world came rushing back like a flood.

He looked up with wide eyes at Taehyung - no, at his soulmate - and expected to be met with the same surprised eyes as his own, but Taehyung just looked at him with a carefree smile.

“See you soon, Jungkookie,” he grinned teasingly before releasing Jungkook’s hand and turning around to leave. Jungkook stood there for several minutes, just staring at the spot where Taehyung had disappeared, with only one thought in his head.

Why had his soulmate just left him?

just gonna stand there (and watch me burn) - peachyrush (( 1/1 | T | 2,878 ))

it's loud.

in mere seconds, taehyungs world crumbles around him.

The Champion - Julietlovee (( 8/8 | G | 149,562 ))

The one where Jeongguk is a boxer and doesn't talk about his feelings. Taehyung's just trying to make him smile.

ignite your bones - thedarkestdawn (( 5/5 | E | 28,275 ))

Taehyung is different these days, and Jungkook wants to know why.

admin nj - i tried my best! i hope these are to your liking <3

#taekook #taekook fanfics #taekook fic recs #jeon jeongguk #kim taehyung #heavy angst #angst #angst and feels #vkook #kookv #admin nj

[bittersweetsongbirdsworld]

Don't Mess With The Dove- Yoonmin Social Media AU

After the death of the most feared man in Seoul, Min Park Jimin takes the throne as the baddest bitch in Korea. But, life isn't luxurious for Jimin, not even the slightest. With the fact he can bring the one he loved back, he spends all his nights researching and reliving the horrible memories of Min Yoongi. Will he manage to bring Yoongi back, or will he parish before he can even start?

💋 14/?

#yoonmim #yoonmin au #taekook #namjin #hoseok #original character #original characters #bts fanfic #bts fic #bts mafia #bts mafia au #mafia au #heavy angst #bts angst #a lot of angst #angst #blood #violence #id take a bullet for you pt.2 #character death

[taecoo]

what's the most heart breaking and angsty bts fic you rec?

Here are some angsty bts fics, you didn’t specify the ship so I tried to include a varity of them. 

you and me, we're bumper cars by ongstzone

“The more I try to get to you, the more we crash apart.”

After a myriad of mistakes committed in his leather jacket with a cigarette between his teeth, Jungkook finds himself exiled to his aunt's house in a quiet, faraway town for the summer. Nothing much goes on at the neighbourhood; or so he thinks, until he meets a boy with sunset-coloured hair named Kim Taehyung.

The lonely flowers still remains by RueKook

[10:54 May 28]

Jungkook is barely keeping his eyes open as his hands automatically sketches flowers onto a big white paper, a work for his next assignment.

His consciousness doesn’t catch up when instead of paper he starts using his wrists and he covers every empty spot with the black ink, drawing any flowers he can think of.

“No no…” he whispers as one transparent drop falls down onto his arm, smudging the ink. The one drop follows with dozens others. The weight of the emptiness becomes too much and he lets his face collapse into the pillow beneath him.

“How could I let this happen? How did YOU let this happen?”

In which Min Yoongi hates flowers just as much as he hates his soulmate.

Wait by hollifer (orphan_account)

Jimin hadn't realised how hard life would be once he broke up with his lover, but he had always had the comfort that he was out there doing what he loved.

But now, the only thing he took solace in were the memories of what once were and could never be again.

without you, i’m just a sad song by httphopeworld

Jungkook says his goodbyes.

purple-lime stars by aanarchy

Summary:

“you would be blue-green,” jungkook tells taehyung

“what makes you say that? i feel more like blue-grey"

“the way you speak, the way you laugh. it’s definitely green,” jungkook hums and sniffles his nose. “what about me? what am i?”

taehyung absently taps his fingers along the stitches of his jeans while thinking. “you are a red-white. or maybe a red-orange. i cant think when my fingers are on the verge of freezing.”

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in other words, i've produced an extremely angsty taekook fanfic where taehyung tries to not fall in love with jungkook

what a heavenly way to die, what a time to be alive by heartofashes

He's afraid that if he lets himself slow down, he'll look back to sneak another glance at Kim Taehyung. He’s afraid that if he sneaks another glance at Kim Taehyung, he’ll stop running.

Papa (Just 31 Days) by Midnight_Thunder

Hoseok could never understand why the world was so cruel to him. Memories of slowly losing his family in the accident he had caused and of the way he'd cried every time he thought about it always haunted him, yet he still kept on a broken smile through it all.

But he just didn't know why out of all the bad things that could've happened to him, it had to come during what he thought was the best time in his life. From suddenly becoming extremely sick and finding out his husband was cheating on him, the only person he has left is his young daughter. And he promises that he'll make the most of their last 31 days together, even if he doesn't know if he'll make it till then.

Are you listening? by endlesszero

When the pain gets too much, Yoongi calls Hoseok to tell him how much he misses him.

Experto Crede by Error401

“I-I don’t understand…” Jimin said, eyes watering as he focused on Yoongi. “I thought…you were going to kill me…in the bathroom.”

“Yeah, well so did I,” Yoongi said wryly, and Jimin flinched, trying to make himself impossibly smaller.

AKA It is a truth universally acknowledged, that Min Yoongi in possession of a heart will be in want of sleep.

How We Broke by Oopsandhiysl2_o

Yoongi loves his friend. But Hoseok doesn’t feel the same way.

Everything is thrown to shit. And all that, is how their friendship ends.

#bts #bts fic rec #bangtan #bts fic #yoonmin #yoonmin fic #suji #namjin #taekook #taekook fic rec #angst #heavy angst #taekook angst #yoonmin angst #namjin angst #sope angst #yoonseok angst #sope #yoonseok #sope fic #yoonseok fic #yoonkook #yoonkoook fic

[bts-ao3]

I'm trying to find a fic where Jungkook has a bad past and so it takes it all out by doing drugs and dating girls just to crush their hearts and then he falls in love with taehyung, but almost dies from an overdose because tae breaks up with him first. Can you help me out?

Hiraeth by haruday

#ask #lost fic #taekook #haruday #college!au #heavy angst #fratboy!jk #anonymous

[kpopfic-recs]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: 방탄소년단 | Bangtan Boys | BTS Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Major Character Death Relationships: Jeon Jungkook/Kim Taehyung | V Characters: Jeon Jungkook, Kim Taehyung | V, Jung Hoseok | J-Hope, Kim Namjoon | Rap Monster Additional Tags: College AU, friends to lover, kinda i think, haha - Freeform, this has been a wip for months i finally made it happen, Heavy Angst Summary:

Taehyung and Jeongguk are best friends, and that's all they'll ever be.

(Not my work, simply sharing as a recommendation. All credit goes to the original author)

#some real heavy angst here #not for the faint of heart do not read unless u like pain #bts #taekook #taekook angst #bts fic #taekook fic #taehyung #jungkook