Positively Pregnant

BTS Reaction to your pregnancy test finally coming back positive.

Warning: Vomit (Morning sickness)

Namjoon

• He waits anxiously in the living room as you take the test, wringing his hands.
• When you don’t come out after 15 minutes he starts to worry and goes to find you
• You’re sobbing on the floor when he walks in
• Immediately he is at your side telling you it’ll be okay you can try again
• You’re crying too hard to tell him, so you hand him the test and he freezes his soothing motions
• Tears well in his eyes as you watch for his reaction
• Suddenly you’re being lifted off the floor and carried towards your bedroom he lays you down carefully, but he doesn’t let go.
• His hands trail down your sides and lift the hem of your shirt.
• He leans down and presses hundreds of kisses into your tummy as you giggle, trying to wriggle away from your husband’s affectionate assaults

Seokjin

• You find out while he is on tour
• There’s only a month left so you don’t tell him
• He would only want to fly home immediately and there’s nothing for him to do yet
• Hiding from him is torture when he checks in everyday and all you want is to spill the secret and see the joy on his face of finally…
• But you know it’ll be worth it
• He comes home to string flower petals leading to your closed bedroom door
• He opens it to find a tray of goodies laying out for him and a jewellery box with a note that says ‘find me waiting in the bathroom’
• He doesn’t open the box too eager to see you after so long he takes the box and heads straight for you
• He is more than confused to find you sat on the closed toilet lid in a fluffy bathrobe instead of in a bubble bath like he was usually greeted with
• You roll your eyes and gesture to the unopened box he still looks very confused at the little white stick displayed under new cufflinks that read “daddy”
• Eventually you just stand letting the robe fall to display your rounding belly.
• The shock finally hits him, and he sweeps you into his arms, cradling you close with one arm, the other hand on your stomach.

Yoongi

• You are out shopping with your little boy
• Daddies black card burning a hole in your pocket as you treat the birthday boy
• You’d just finished lunch when the overwhelming urge to vomit hit
• The next three days you struggled to keep anything down
• Yoongi eventually convinces you to go to the hospital even though you think he’s being a bit dramatic for a stomach bug.
• The news you are six weeks pregnant hits you like a truck after what the doctors told you last time
• It’s one of the few times Yoongi lets you see him cry off stage.

Hoseok

• It’s a joke when he says “maybe you’re pregnant” after developing a weird craving for spray cheese on salt and vinegar crisps
• This wasn’t even that weird
• You laughed
• It’s not exactly out of character for you to try weird food combos
• Except spray cheese is disgusting
• You still feel a little silly when you go out to buy the test
• Lo and behold the little plus mark appears and you are left in shock
• Fully on autopilot you walk into your kitchen test in hand
• Hobi looks up confused, glancing at your outstretched hands and makes one of those noises only he can
• He sweeps you off your feet and dances you around the kitchen pulling you out of your shellshock.

Jimin

• You’d never seen someone so excited yet so close to an obvious breakdown
• There are 30 swatches of paint on the wall of the spare room by the end of the week
• Trying to remind him that if there is still 32 weeks to go does not slow down the process
• He enlists the boys while they have time off because he is worried he won’t be around to help as much when their schedules pick up again
• Every detail is run by you before it’s placed in the nursery
• And he has a baby shower party planned long before your second scan.

Taehyung

• The moment the at home test comes back positive Tae has booked you in for a hospital scan
• You sit in the private hospital room twitching as you wait for the ultrasound technician to come in
• Taehyung squeezes your hands reassuring you after so many negatives and false starts
• This time feels different though
• Eventually the doctor comes in and you lie back ignoring the discomfort that comes with a transvaginal ultrasound
• It was early on and you needed to be sure
• The doctor’s brows furrow and you steal your nerves for the news that it was another false alarm
• “Are you prepared for the possibility of multiple births?”
• Taehyung can’t contain his excitement head whipping to look at your pale complexion
• The doctor doesn’t get to say triplets before you’ve blacked out
• You thought you were around 12 weeks and starting to show
• Nope! Six weeks and very bloated

Jungkook

• Five nights into your private luxury yacht honeymoon you are vomiting over the side of the rails while your very confused half naked husband watches on
• You’re taken to the doctor at the next port
• You laugh when he suggests pregnancy you’ve only been off birth control for a month now
• Everyone said it would take forever and you’d already waited for so long
• Turns out the universe just didn’t want you living in sin
• They did several tests
• Each positive
• You do wish the little bean could have waited to make you sick when you weren’t living on a boat for a month
• You cut the trip short
• But JK already had you rebooked for six months after the due date for your first family holiday

Masterlist

Tomorrow: SMUT! specifically somnophilia

Still one day of reactions left if you want to suggest something.

Tell me about your kinks

A collection of soft scenarios with each of the BTS boys

Namjoon: 

Imagine spending the day in a botanical garden somewhere. The day is overcast, but still warm. You’ve gotten to wear your favourite sundress or shorts for the first time in ages. Namjoon walks just a little ahead of you excitedly talking you through plants he recognises. He spent a while researching the plants he’d find just to impress you. Anything he doesn’t know he reads on the little plaques. He spends a little longer lingering around flowers that look like they are about to bloom just in the hopes of seeing the buds unfurl. 

You’ve packed a picnic for the two of you to enjoy. Little cakes and sandwiches, homemade lemonade, and a couple packets of crisp all wrapped neatly inside of a blanket so you don’t have to perch on itchy damp grass. You eat quickly and lie back to admire the sky above you, clouds shifting just enough to allow little slivers of blue to peak through. One arm rests behind his head, the other curled behind you as you lay on his chest. 

A perfect moment interrupted by one of the gardens loose peacocks getting a little too curious. The bird kept inching closer the longer you lay and eventually you had to move in order to keep your distance. Joon rolls up the blanket and puts it away into a bag before taking your hand to continue your tour.  The afternoon carries on much the same as this morning, except this time Namjoon holds you close as you admire the array of flora. As you leave through the gift shop, he can’t help but pick up a new exotic plant as a challenge for himself, as well as a ‘paint your own pot’ kit for the two of you to complete together later.

Jin:

Imagine attending a cocktail making class. He gets mockingly jealous as you watch the attractive host a little too closely for his liking. He jokes about it for the rest of the evening, feigning hurt feelings. Each drink the two of you make comes with varying degrees of success, but regardless of aesthetic execution they taste delicious. 

You get tipsier with each cocktail you are taught 6 drinks in total, but anyone watching would’ve thought you’d doubled it. You descend into maddened laughter at each pun and innuendo Jin throws your way, much to the chagrin of the other guests, who seem to have avoided tasting all of their drinks, saving them for the end. However the two of you decided they were all just being boring.

As the class comes to an end you are offered the opportunity to buy the recipe book and all of the ingredients used. Jin does so with no hesitation with the intent to replicate the fun you’ve had somewhere a little more private…

Yoongi:

Imagine visiting the 'That That’ set and getting to make fun of him with Psy. Watching him go from a producer role to co-star. Giggling with Psy as you two suggest more and more ridiculous cowboy options for Yoongi to wear. 

Yoongi giggling every take so they have to shoot multiple times. You not helping the situation when your laughter becomes the loudest amongst the crowd. 

Him taking off his cowboy hat and giving it to you in between filming so he can claim you as his. He makes sure you get to keep that hat when they wrap because you’ve become so attached to it.

Hoseok:

Imagine the most chilled out evening of your life. Both of you in sweats and oversized jumpers on opposite ends of the sofa. Your legs outstretched, he sits on your feet to keep them warm. A bowl of snacks rest on your legs for you both to be able to reach. 

He sets up a series you had been wanting to watch together but had never found the time before now. You’ve set aside the whole night just to binge watch your way through as much as possible. When the snacks run out, Hobi moves the bowl and slides down in to your lap instead. You remain stretched across the sofa but he has wiggled into the space between the back and your legs creating a nook for himself. 

A cold hand snakes under your sweater and lays innocently on your bare stomach as the two of you continue to watch TV  for the rest of the night, falling asleep at some point midway through.

Jimin: 

Imagine going to pick Jimin up from a dance practice. He is working on a solo piece for the new album, similar to serendipity but it’s a faster piece. Still his movements are just as fluid, he doesn’t miss a beat as he follows the rhythm across the room, too caught up to notice that you’ve come in yet. All of the boys move well, but there is a liquid quality that is uniquely Jimin’s, a quality that shines when he gets to put all of his energy into his own piece.

He eventually catches your eye in the mirror with a look that suggests he know you were there. Still his effort somehow increases, each move crisper, smoother. He crosses the studio to you and takes your hands leading you clumsily through an unprepared partner performance to a beat you’ve only heard through headphones until now. It’s hard to focus on his body and his voice despite how badly you want to be truly absorbed by both. 

He laughs as you stumble, catching you every time your feet fail to keep up with him. He twirls you around long after the song finishes, filling the silence by humming new melodies. The boys from TXT eventually shuffle in sheepishly to claim the space they rented and you and Jimin bow deeply in apology. He takes your hand and leads you from the room.

Taehyung:

Imagine going to paint a pot. You both choose animal shaped money boxes. The idea to create something to save for your future together, even if its more symbolic than practical with the amount of money he makes. You give yours an ethereal garden theme, tiny flowers and vines wrapping around fur patterns in varying shades of green. Taehyung goes a little more abstract.

He paints in primary colours only. The fox he chose is covered in blue and yellow tiger stripes over a fire red base. Something that by all means should be ugly, looks like a masterpiece in his hands. 

Each figurine take pride of place in his home, on the shelf next to the TV where everyone can see his most treasured possessions.

Jungkook:

Imagine attending a trampoline park. Watching Jungkook attempt more and more impressive flips from high platforms into foam pits, only to have to help him escape the foamy clutches when he gets stuck from diving too deep. 

The two of you would compete to see who could jump the highest, who can do the best flip off the wall, who could do the most swivels. Any game he and you can come up with is played until your calves ache from the effort. Until he plucks you from the air, pushing you into a foam pit. 

You can barely avoid him as he tries to jump in top of you, pouting as he realises you moved. Spending time trying to catch your breathes by lying back in the pit and watching the other couples and kids bounce past for a little while.

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Masterlist

All You Ask, You May Have It || Jung Hoseok

❁ Pairing: Jung Hoseok x fem reader

❁ Summary: Yn works for a very shady organization, her boss would not hesitate to destroy her if it is necessary, the mission is to scam one of Korea’s most powerful CEO, your plan is to seduce him of course, get the information required by your superiors and escape, if you fail you lose everything if you succeed you are set for life.

Little did you know, things do not always go as planned.

❁  Word count:  2,3k

❁  Genre: angst, fluff.

❁  Warnings: slight reference of intercourse.

❁AN: i know what are you thinking, why start a new series when i have 2 i haven’t updated yet? Sorry i couldn’t help myself, i hope you enjoy it my lovelies, plss write down comments to follow up.

.*:･ﾟ✧ all rights reserved©

You tuck your dress to side inside the car, automatically taking a look with your phone camera, your make up is intact, you needed to look more than perfect tonight, in fact, if something goes wrong you could lose everything that you had been working on the last two months plus having to face with your scary boss that would not hesitate to literally destroy you, so you needed to play your part well.

As you arrive to the hotel and the staff was quick to lead you to the event, soon a crowd of high-status people was surrounding you, everybody in their circle, even though it was a party nobody seemed to have their guard down, some with a bored look in their faces as they were sick of these kinds of events where everybody was pretending behind a friendly smile.

As you take a champagne glass from the waiter and sipped, your eyes were looking for the most important person in the entire room: Kim Namjoon.

“You see that man, right at my corner, he is Kim Namjoon” said your boss V sipping his cappuccino, his hands covered in golden rings, his casual but incredibly expensive clothes, the dead look in his eyes, his whole persona was from an outsider a classy man, but you that had work enough time with him, is still difficult getting accustomed to his intimidating aura.

You two were having brunch in a very fancy french place, in downtown Seoul.

Your gaze poses on the manly figure having a light meal with a bunch of middle aged men, he stood up dressed head to toe in designer suit, Rolex on his wrist, brown hair slicked down, he was handsome for sure.

“I thought that he would be forty year old with a decaying hairline” you commented pinching your dessert and having a taste.

“Me too” he looked at you “he is your mission” V grabbed a piece of your dessert and hummed savoring pastry.

“I don´t think it would be difficult, Mr. V” you glace again at man that was now lurking on his phone oblivious “It would take a month or two” you saw a little smirk on your boss lips.

“Well then, you better don´t disappoint” he called the waiter and paid the check.

You needed to catch Namjoon attention, after all you been studying this man for two months, every move you make is calculated and couldn’t allow yourself to slip up, V has made a significant investment in this mission, and you needed to pay your debt, you were interwind with a very dangerous organization and their business partners, if you couldn’t do the job they would probably got rid of you and replace you, but not everything is bad, if you do things right means that you are set for life, the bigger the risk the more rewarding award.

The bubbly persona that you had been studying was now on full display while you talk with some guests at the party, you haven’t even spotted Namjoon closest circle, so maybe chatting with some random people get you some information.

“And by the way, I know the reason why someone like Kim Namjoon had organized this business party disguised as a charity event” said the woman with immaculate appearance, crimson lips and big diamond earrings.

“Really?” you opened your eyes pretending innocence and surprise.

“oh yeah,  I got some friends that occasionally invest on his company, they are generous so from time to time they go to lunch together, get invited to his parties, you know the drill…” she paused while you nodded pretending to understand “anyway, the point is that he was trying to pull investors for his new project or whatever and my friends recognized some not trustworthy people, apparently some new rich bitcoin coons, they warned him but he didn’t listened, I don’t know the details so don’t ask me, but he got scammed and lost face in front of everybody, now I was just sharing my theory with Jinyoung and Mathew” she said with a expectant smirk on her face.

“I’m intrigued” you lead her on.

“The excuse is the charity for funding schools in some god forsaken country, but all this flamboyant party is in reality a way to say that the scam situation hasn’t face him at all, like last month he’s on the news scammed written on big letters, but now he has all the money to spend in this lavish dinner and party” Jinyoung and Mathew agreed with her while you sipped your second glass of champagne.

“But the question here is all smoke and mirrors?” you asked rhetorically.

The three people nodded.

“I’m Jihyo, by the way” she offered her hand and you took it shaking it with a smile.

“I’m yn, is a pleasure to meet you” you responded, Mathew and Jinyoung also introduced themselves.

“What are you doing here, if you don’t mind me asking” said Jihyo.

Because you were training for this, getting into character you were not nervous at all, the trick to a good lie is to always take elements that are real and incorporate them into your story.

“To be honest, my boss sent me because he didn’t want to attend himself, if anyone asks, I’m instructed to said he on a wedding in Italy, he picked me for this event to represent him” you lied without hesitation.

“Where do you work?” asked Jinyoung.

“Do you know Park & Choi co.?” they all nodded “Then you are speaking with the assistant of their lobby’s departments president.” You added.

“Damn you must be good at your job, those people don’t let anybody that they don’t trust handle their business” said Jihyo impressed.

After chatting for some minutes, you excused yourself to the bathroom to refocus on your mission, retouching your lipstick in the bathroom two supermodel like girls entered, one clearly upset.

“Why he is so mean to me? I don’t understand!” said the girl whining.

“He is playing games is Park Jimin afterall, like you were supposed to enjoy the short time he gave you his attention” said her brunette friend.

You recognized that name, Park Jimin, one of Namjoon’s biggest competitors, also a womanizer asshole.

“I know Park Jimin” you said to them, catching their attention.

“Do you?” replied a little too aggressive the heartbroken girl.

“Yeah my friend was as devasted as you are right now”

“What did you say?!”

“Dahyun! Excuse her, I’ve been trying to warned her to lower her expectations but she didn’t listen” said the other girl.

“It’s ok, he is trash though” you added, both girls chuckled agreeing with you.

“Yeah, to be honest I wasn’t even supposed to be with him” said the girl named Dahyun “Like my brother hates him and everything” she spoke as she was about to cry.

Suddenly you recognize the girl, as Namjoon’s sister, you knew that she was a spoiled brat that knew no better that partying and spending money on unnecessary expensive stuff, the other girl must be her friend.

“You should had listened to Namjoon oppa, he was right about him” her friend told her, Dahyun rolled her eyes.

“You are so annoying, Nayeon, you always defend him, I know you are in love with him or whatever but be on my side sometimes!”

You raised an eyebrow, interesting, now you have competition, well she was pretty and all, but you would not take any chances to get the job done.

“Wait a minute you are mister Kim’s sister, right?” you asked her pretending surprise, she nodded. “Miss Kim, it’s an honour, I’m Kang Yn”

“Don’t get all formal all of the sudden” she said to you “I can imagine you are as bored as I am, and if you want me to introduce you to my brother, don’t, he is a sexist bastard and doesn’t do business with women” your smile slightly deflated at the fully composed Dahyun.

“He is not sexist, Namjoon oppa is just traditional!” defended Nayeon

 “whatever” Dahyun replied to her friend “if you can excuse us” she said while walking off the restroom with her friend Nayeon following after.

You had to make the connection with Namjoon as soon as possible, you didn’t feel good about his sister’s best friend being around him, she was like a lost puppy, pathetic.

Maybe a cigarette could make things better.

On the balcony you pull out of your purse a cig just to curse out loud because you didn’t bring the lighter.

“Need some light?” a soft but manly voice asked behind you, you turn over and before your eyes was Park Jimin, the devil himself.

“Yes, please” you put the cigarette in your mouth and he light it on for you not losing the eye contact, you inhaled the smoke and then exhaled it feeling more relaxed. “Thanks…”

“Jimin, Park Jimin” he said with a smile.

“Oh so you are THE Park Jimin” you replied taking another smoke.

“so you heard of me” he stated playful little smile still on.

“Well some girls where talking shit on the bathroom” you teased, the man was attractive for sure.

“Let me guess, one is a brunette and the other is a black-haired girl” he asserted and you nodded. “That’s what I thought”

“You ex is a little upset let me tell you” you said to him, he laughed at your statement.

“Dahyun is not my ex, she doesn’t have maturity level enough to involve herself in a relationship”

“So you are a heartbreaker?” smiled at him smoking once again your cigarette.

“Not with you, may I have your number?” he said confident, it would hurt to say no to a very handsome multimillionaire, but it was something you had to do, because your life was on the line.

“I’m sorry, mister Park, I’m compromised with someone else” you looked at him in the eye.

“May I have your name?” he said with the same confidence that you had to smile almost flustered.

“My name is Kang yn”

“My pleasure, miss Kang” he said kissing your hand “And by the way before you go, if there is somebody that is heartbroken, that person must be me”

“And why is that?” you asked expecting another flirting line

“Mister Kim Namjoon himself, the host of this party, it’s about to marry my girlfriend, isn’t that ironic?”

You had to make seam as you didn’t care, but that was definitely something you were not expecting.

“Ironic?”

“I may have fooled around with his little sister, but he got with the only person I only care about”

“For what it was said to me, mister Kim didn’t have a formal relationship nor did he want one”

And it was true, you did well your research, what is this marriage thing all of the sudden.

“Because he is a business man, first, human second, the only thing that matters to him is money, for him it’s game getting with Jisoo and I don’t know why I’m telling you this, I’m sorry” he apologized lowering his gaze.

“You needed to tell someone that, Mr. Park, I hope you enjoy the rest of the night” you said to him turning around just to hear his voice again.

“Please call me, Jimin” he told you confident smile again on his face “and I hope to see you again” you nodded while walking away.

As soon as you saw the waiter with a tray full of champagne glasses, you chugged discretely three other glasses of the golden liquid, leaving you a little tipsy.

That changed the course of your plans, you studied the man, yes, his job was his whole life, but he was man after all, and a man has necessities, Namjoon wasn’t the exception, he always had a woman’s company maybe not every day but at least once a week, so when did he had time to engage to somebody, it simply can’t be.

The universe must hear your thoughts because there it was, Kim Namjoon with an elegant and beautiful woman under his arm, as you saw the shooting daggers that Park Jimin was sending with his eyes to them, you assumed he was with Jisoo.

What to do?

Maybe you should plan another time to meet him, like you didn’t have to marry him or anything just maintain a low key relationship, not necessarily romantic, to get close to all the financial info that you could get your hands on.

Feeling defeated and miscalculating some steps you almost fell to the ground but a pair of strong arms save you from your fall.

“Watch out, miss” his voice was warm, as you turned around to encounter a worried expression looking back at you.

“I’m sorry, sir, are you okay? You asked a little embarrassed.

“It is me that it has to ask you that question” he replied not letting your hands go until you got back your balance.

“I’m more than fine, just tripped with something, but thank you for helping me”

“I’m grateful that i was near to help, miss…?”

“Kang yn” you responded, today you had introduced yourself more that you were accustomed.

“You look beautiful today, miss yn” he took your hand and kissed it.

“Thank you…”

“Call me Hoseok” he said to you.

“Hoseok”

“My name sounds a thousand times better when you say it” he assured you with a smile.

“What a coincidence, mine too”

Hours and a few drinks later, Hoseok was thrusting inside of you making you moan, you were on his suite on this same hotel with a nice view, he couldn’t help himself when you took off your dress, leaving marks on your neck and sucking your breast.

It was a last minute thing, but it worked out.

You could not make a move that was not deeply calculated, sleeping with Hoseok was a full made decision.

But what he has to do in this whole thing, you ask.

Well, he is Namjoon best friend and business partner and your next best chance to keep your plan going.

Hoseok was your access to Namjoon, and you were not going to waste this opportunity.

Pairing: reader x hoseok (ft. all of bts)

Genre: romance/fluff, slight angst, college au

Summary:  Hoseok and his friends come up with a detailed guide on how to ‘get the girl’ based on past experiences. He ends up using the guide to win you over. What neither of you realize, is that you’re more similar than meets the eye.

Word Count: 1733

part 5 / 9

(ONE) (TWO) (THREE) (FOUR)

loosely based on this song

Hoseok bounced his leg up and down in anticipation as he sat in the library, currently alone. He had heard back from you quick, saying that you’d be there as soon as you went back to your dorm and changed. He smiled at the fact that you said your appearance was “unacceptable” and you looked “homeless.” Hoseok thought your nervousness was cute, thus explaining his own nervousness.

Soon after you sent your last text, you entered the library and dropped your bag next to the seat that you plopped down in. “Sorry it took so long, I wanted to change after I got off work.” You puffed out your cheeks and tucked a strand of hair behind your ear.

“Where do you work?” Hoseok shifted his seat so it was facing you and you blushed, beginning to feel nervous again.

“I work at that little 24 hour diner off campus?” You stuttered, sounding more like a question than a statement. “It doesn’t pay much, but it gets me by…” You trailed off, not wanting to go into much more depth.

Just as Hoseok was about to respond, he felt his phone vibrate in his pocket. He quietly apologized as he looked at the screen without answering. “So, my friend Namjoon is throwing a party tomorrow night. You should come… with me.”

You’d been to college parties before, but only staying a couple minutes, realizing they usually weren’t worth staying at. You were hesitant to answer. “I mean… If you want me to come… then sure?” Realizing that you sounded uninterested, you added to your answer. “I’d love to go with you.”

You watched Hoseok’s face light up as he looked at you, then back down at his notebook. He started talking about God knows what, because all you could focus on was his features. His big, brown eyes, his bright smile, the way his lips turned up when he spoke. Those things alone were enough to make you zone out.

“Hellooo? Earth to Y/N?” You snapped back to reality and saw Hoseok staring at you, but not in a weird, creepy way or an annoyed way. It was almost as if he was fond of you? “I was asking if you knew the basics,” he chuckled. “You know, like supply and demand, opportunity cost, things like that?” He kept looking at you and you shook your head.

“By basics do you means high school level? It’s been a minute…” You laugh trailing off. He lightly laughed with you and moved his chair closer to you. Your breath hitched as he reached over your lap to reach your bag sitting adjacent to you. His eyes met with yours and you were praying he couldn’t hear your heart practically beating out of your chest. You coughed awkwardly and grabbed your bag from his hands, pulling out your textbook. “So, opportunity cost?” You tilted your head towards him as he opened his notes.

Hoseok’s smile never left his face the whole study session and neither did yours. For some reason, you were beginning to like economics a little more.

“You can put the cups on that table over there,” Namjoon pointed to a long plastic table in the corner of the room, as he hung up string lights in the kitchen. “I hope we have enough drinks for everyone.”

“You don’t have that many friends, Joon, don’t get ahead of yourself.” Taehyung scoffed as he moved the furniture out of the way, giving people plenty of space to do whatever it is they were going to do.

Namjoon ignored Taehyung’s comment, and faced Hoseok. “Who’s all coming tonight?”

“I invited a girl from my economics class.” When Hoseok answered, he didn’t even think about what he was saying. To be honest, he didn’t care what any of the boys had to say about it. “She’s cool, so be nice.”

“I invited that one girl with the blonde hair. You know, the girl who always wears Pumas.” Jimin said as he adjusted the hat on his head.

Namjoon looked at Jimin as if he’d seen a ghost, and technically he had. Or heard the ghost, so to say. The ghost of what could have been. “Misun? You invited Misun? What were you thinking?”

Jimin shrunk back. “Yeah, why? What’s wrong with her? I always thought she was cute.”

Namjoon definitely thought the same. “It’s just that we aren’t exactly on the best terms.”

Before anyone could say or do anything, Jungkook entered the room. “Oh no, I can’t see him but I know that Hoseok’s getting the notebook out now. ‘Rule #5, don’t be Namjoon and you can succeed with girls.’”

Hoseok was quiet, but he nodded when all the boys’ eyes landed on him. “You wanna talk about it, Joonie?” He mocked, clicking the pen and starting the entry.

“Misun, can we please just talk about this?!” Namjoon was almost in hysterics. He knew falling for her wasn’t part of the plan, but it just happened.

“What’s there to talk about? We are nothing more than fuck buddies, you said it yourself in the beginning! God, was this part of your plan? What were you thinking!!” Misun was grabbing her clothes off Namjoon’s floor, struggling to put them on in a hurry.

“Babe, please, what are you saying? I love you, don’t be like this!” Namjoon was grabbing her shirt, her shoes, anything to stall her.

“You love me? What are YOU saying? The first thing you told me coming into this was no strings attached! You said WE wouldn’t catch feelings for each other! Was this all a trick? You thought sleeping with me all the time would make me fall for you? You’re disgusting.” Misun was walking towards the door, even though she was barely clothed. Namjoon grabbed her wrist, trying to stop her.

“It wasn’t my intention to fall for you, Misun! But the more time we spent together, the more I got to know you, and the more I fell for you. You can’t tell me you don’t feel anything for me.” Misun fell quiet.

“Please let me leave, Namjoon.” Her eyes wouldn’t meet his and her voice fell. In that moment you could hear a pin drop.

Namjoon let go of her wrist and handed her the shirt he had been holding hostage. He watched her walk out of his door and essentially his life. He slid down the door as he wept into his hands. He thought she had feelings for him too, and that’s what hurt the most.

After Namjoon finished telling his story, no one had anything to say. All the boys avoided Namjoon’s eyes and there were no witty things to be said by anyone. Hoseok cleared his throat as if to alleviate some of the awkwardness in the room. “What a great way to start the party guys.” Yoongi said as a way to change the subject.

“Uhh… I guess… Rule #5 is don’t have fuck buddies?” Jimin shrugged.

Namjoon rolled his eyes. “I’m not still hung up about it or anything, don’t make this more weird than it already is. And don’t feel special either, I had no intention on telling any of you guys this story.”

Though Hoseok hadn’t said a word yet, he had all the information he needed.

5. Know what you want going into any kind of relationship, and don’t expect more or less.

“Guys, I hate to break this writing session up, but I think I just heard the first car pull up outside.” Jin said, pointing to the front door. The boys quickly set up the last of the refreshments and Hoseok placed the notebook back in his bag.

About an hour before the party started, Hoseok texted you to meet him at the party instead. You were skeptical at first and almost changed your mind. But, then you remembered that this was Hoseok you were talking about. You weren’t ever this quick to call things a crush, but you were almost sure that this is what it was.

When you arrived, there was people inside and outside. You quickly made your way inside and spotted Hoseok almost immediately. When he saw you, he instantaneously started walking towards you. “Hey, Y/N, I’m glad you could make it!”

He moved in for a hug and it took you by surprise. You gasped as his warm embrace surrounded you, but you quickly hugged back. “Thank you for inviting me, it was really sweet of you.” You smiled at him and he scoffed.

“Please, it’s nothing. C’mon, I want you to meet my friends.” He grabbed your hand and pulled you towards the kitchen. Your heart started beating fast, and you mentally cursed at yourself. Nothing is going on, calm down, he’s your friend and he is just introducing you to more friends.

“Everyone, this is Y/N, the girl from my economics class I was telling you about, Y/N, this is everyone.” Six boys all said a cheerful hello to you but all you could focus on was the fact that Hoseok said he talked about you. You managed to voice an almost equally enthusiastic, but nervous, hello to them back as you went around and learned each of the boys’ names.

Throughout the whole night, you and the seven boys stayed close to each other for the most part and you all got to know one another. Hoseok didn’t leave your side no matter what and always dragged you away when an energetic boy by the name of Taehyung tried to tell a story about “Hoseok’s most embarrassing night” and how he apparently “will never live down the nickname ‘boob inspector’” which made you laugh, but Hoseok got into a defensive state.

“I didn’t mean to go into the girls’ locker room! I was a freshman how was I supposed to know?!”

You and the boys laughed as he sat there, red-faced as ever. “It’s simple, dude. Read the sign.” Yoongi was in a fit of laughter as Hoseok pushed him off a bar stool.

He looked to you, and although he was embarrassed, he smiled ear to ear because you were smiling and getting along nicely with his friends. He didn’t want this night to end with you, and luckily when he walked you back to your dorm and kissed you goodnight, you kissed him back.

How To Be Perfect Men (Part 2)

Pairing: reader x hoseok (ft. all of bts)

Genre: romance/fluff, slight angst, college au

Summary:  Hoseok and his friends come up with a detailed guide on how to ‘get the girl’ based on past experiences. He ends up using the guide to win you over. What neither of you realize, is that you’re more similar than meets the eye.

Word Count: 1146

part 2 / 9

(ONE) (TWO) (THREE) (FOUR)

loosely based on this song

Taehyung sighed, scratching the back of his neck awkwardly. It’s not that he didn’t trust everyone in dorm, because he did, but he had only ever told his roommate, Jimin, all of his girl disasters before. Of course, he wasn’t much help considering he dismissed everything and claimed it was the girl’s fault, not his own. Taehyung knew better, however, knowing that every girl he met couldn’t have been the problem. Leaning forward and preparing for embarrassment, Jungkook rubbed Taehyung’s back, almost like he was saying it would be better once he let it all out.

Taehyung was always the nice guy. That’s what all his friends and family said. He could never stay mad at anyone and hated conflict. His mom always told him he would make a great husband someday, but somehow the girls he dated seemed to disagree.

He had met the last girl in the west wing library, she was pretty and very intelligent looking, face crammed into several chemistry textbooks. Taehyung, however, was always described as dim-witted and not all there. Although that was false, that’s how people saw him and it wasn’t something he could change.

Taehyung was not too scared to walk up to her, just the opposite actually. He was excited to meet her and find out the pretty name that matched the pretty face. “Sorry, I don’t mean to bother you-” Taehyung started, taking a seat in front of her.

“Then don’t.” The girl said bluntly, hardly looking up from the book she was reading.

It felt like he was shrinking mentally. He waited a second before saying anything else. Was he really that unappealing? “I just couldn’t help myself. You’re very pretty.”

“Thanks.”

He felt defeated, but he wasn’t going to give up that easy. Maybe she’s just in a bad mood, or maybe she’s just having a bad day. Despite all this, he still kept a smile on his face and a strong head. “I’d like to get to know you better. Let me take you out to dinner, my treat. We can even get ice cream after, if you’d like. Anything you want, it’s on me.”

“Anything, huh?” She asked quietly, finally looking up from her book to meet her eyes with his. She brushed a strand of hair from her face and feigned a smile. “I can maybe find a day to get together with you.”

Though it wasn’t exactly the answer Taehyung wanted, it was still a yes, right? “Perfect.”

Taehyung waited on the bench inside the mall for almost an hour before she showed up. She had insisted on going to the mall and shopping instead of getting dinner. She also insisted on driving herself, rather than getting a ride from Taehyung like he initially suggested.

“Wait a minute,” Hoseok started, furrowing his brows at the story he was hearing. “She wanted to go to the mall… on a first date?”

Yoongi shook his head, frowning at Taehyung. “Dude…”

Taehyung, clueless, ignored Yoongi and turned back to Hoseok with worried eyes. “She said she wanted to go shopping instead.” He shrugged, not seeing the problem with it at first. He can still remember the way her eyes lit up when he would hand the cashier his credit card and she would exit the store with him behind her. He frowned.

Instead of responding, Hoseok scribbled something quickly underneath the previous step. He then threw the notebook at Taehyung.

He read it aloud.

“2. NEVER let a girl walk all over you. Don’t let her take advantage of your kindness.”

“You have it all wrong,” Taehyung started, tossing the pages back to him. “She didn’t take advantage of me! She said she liked me before she left.”

After a moment of silence, Namjoon decided to speak up. “So… She’s called you back, right? How many other dates have you guys been on?” Even though the answer was quite obvious to him.

Jimin knew that Taehyung wouldn’t tell the whole truth, so he spoke for him. “They did go on another date, actually.” He leaned forward as if to tell a secret. “You’ll never guess where they went!” He paused for dramatic effect. “It was the mall… again.”

Namjoon faked his surprise, gasping loudly at the answer. “I never would have guessed it! How romantic. Did you buy her a new car this time?”

Taehyung then turned as red as a tomato and he avoided eye contact with everyone in the room. He was unaware of just how much he was being used by a girl he thought had feelings for him. He thought he did everything right, wasn’t he a gentleman enough?

“He calls her three times a day, too! She always sends him to voicemail, though. It’s kind of sad. He’ll tell her to have a good day and get rest and eat well and all this shit. She only texts him after he asks her about ‘date plans’.” Jimin shook his head and sighed, realizing he’s only doing more damage. He hoped this would help Taehyung, though.

Hoseok grabs the notebook again, scrawling more words next to what he previously wrote.

“2. NEVER let a girl walk all over you. Don’t let her take advantage of your kindness. DO NOT be too clingy too fast. One text telling her to have a good day is enough.”

Seeing as though no one was in the mood to share any more heartbreaking stories, they all went into their separate dorms. Being the only one in a different building, Hoseok had to walk all the way across the campus to get to his dorm, letting his thoughts consume him.

Though he can’t directly relate with Taehyung’s story, he can remember the way it was during his sophomore year. He met her almost a year ago, and though she was only in his life for a short time, it was hard to get her off his mind. Such is life, though, he thought to himself as he entered the building.

Letting his feet carry him, he slunk down the various corridors, not really paying attention to the path he was taking, much like most things nowadays. He glanced down at his feet for a split second, before colliding with another body, almost knocking them over in the process.

The notebook in his hands goes flying and when he brings his head up, he’s met with a pair of bright eyes staring at him. “Sorry, my fault,” You muttered, your face turning bright red. You bent down to pick up the item he dropped and held it out in front of you, a small smile upon your face.

Hoseok smiled softly and said a quiet ‘thank you’ before making his way to his room. He didn’t know why, but he felt his mind wandering back to you despite the overbearing weight she left on his heart.

How To Be Perfect Men

Pairing: reader x hoseok (ft. all of bts)

Genre: romance/fluff, slight angst, college au

Summary:  Hoseok and his friends come up with a detailed guide on how to ‘get the girl’ based on past experiences. He ends up using the guide to win you over. What neither of you realize, is that you’re more similar than meets the eye.

Word Count: 1144

part 1 / 9

(ONE) (TWO) (THREE) (FOUR)

loosely based on this song

“I need to stop going after senior girls,” Jungkook sighed as he slammed his satchel on the ground next to his bed. The other six boys looked at him with concern in their eyes. Surprisingly, despite the group having been friends since the school year started, they’ve never brought up the topic of girls. “I don’t have enough balls for that.”

Hoseok was the first to turn his full attention to the youngest boy. “What happened?” He watched as Jungkook sunk down into the bed, face first. Jungkook was normally a cheerful personality and it was quite alarming to witness him sulking for the first time.

“Igotallshyandnervous” Mumbling into the pillow, Jungkook hit the side of the bed with his fist.

“Jungkook, move the fucking pillow out of your mouth and say it again.” Jimin said, as he was the most comfortable with Jungkook, seeing as though they’d been friends since high school.

Sighing, Jungkook sat up and looked around, eyes dull and lifeless. “I was going to ask that cute girl who works at the campus coffee shop if she wanted to go grab a bite, but I just started stuttering.”

“What, you haven’t ever asked a girl out before?” Yoongi asked, sarcasm laced his words. He sat on the bed next to Jungkook’s feet.

“You’re one to talk!” Namjoon scoffed. “You’ve asked how many girls out? Oh, just one? Okay.” He sighed.

Taehyung interjected, laughing lightly. “At least they both could be a gentleman to a girl!” He rolled his eyes at the silver haired heartbreaker. “In that case, you have no room to talk.”

“Let’s all calm down and try to help Jungkook with his problem.” Jin put his hands out as if that was helping the situation at all. He managed to keep everyone quiet long enough for Jungkook to sit up completely and begin explaining his predicament.

Jungkook noticed her from across the cafeteria. Before he saw her, he had no interest in getting a coffee. However, after he noticed the pretty brown-haired girl standing behind the register, he had a sudden craving for a latte. Slowly striding over towards the stand, his hands began to shake and sweat.

“Hi, can I get you anything today?” She spoke and Jungkook swears it was the prettiest voice he’d ever heard. She was older than him, that was apparent by the way she looked and her demeanor.

He opened his mouth to speak, but nothing came out. He tried again, but was met once more with silence. All that really came out was his unsteady breathing as the cashier stared, waiting for him to recite his order to her. “Do… Do you happen to sell coffee here?”

For a moment, she couldn’t tell if he was joking or not. She looked at him with an unsure smile, but when he didn’t falter, she frowned. “That’s all we serve here, bud.”

Ah, the iconic ‘bud’ that he’s heard so much about. He didn’t look that young, did he? “Ah, my apologies then.” And it seemed that his legs knew he was giving up before his brain did. Walking away, he kept his head low and mentally cursed at himself for being so awkward yet again. This wasn’t the first time Jungkook has made a fool of himself, believe it or not. Multiple times he had seen a pretty girl going about her day, and then he opened his mouth and made it weird.

“And that’s the story of why I’m going to drop out of college so I never have to see her again.” Jungkook crossed his hands in his lap and avoided eye contact with the rest of the boys. At this point, he figured everyone here has had their fair share of both positive and negative girl experiences. Surely someone could give him some sagely advice.

“I’ll be honest, I don’t know what to tell you, bud.” Namjoon smirked as he laughed loudly at his own jab at the youngest boy.

Jungkook plopped himself back into the bed and groaned. “Guess I’ll die.” He groaned into the pillow once more.

Hoseok stood to place a hand on Jungkook’s shoulder. “Just be confident, Jungkook. Confident, but not cocky. Don’t be so shy when you talk to girls. Rejection isn’t the worst thing that could happen to you, so don’t be scared.”

“If you’re so good at getting girls, Hobi, why don’t you just write a book about it?” Of course Jimin was being sarcastic, but it didn’t sound all that bad in that moment. Jimin scoffed as he leaned back in his seat, paying no mind to the light bulb that had just appeared over Hoseok’s head.

Yoongi added to Jimin’s joke, “How To Be Perfect Men by Jung Hoseok. Sounds like a best-seller to me.”  The group laughed lightly and soon died down as they all looked around at each other.

“How many of us have actually had a serious relationship?” Hoseok looked around the group as everyone exchanged short glances before they hung their heads low. Hoseok got up and retrieved a notebook out of Jungkook’s discarded satchel. Grabbing a pen as well, he scribbled out “Math 110” and instead replaced it with the title Yoongi suggested.

“Let’s get to work.” Hoseok smiled at everyone knowingly. “What are some things that we can do so we can ‘get the girl’ so to speak?”

Jin raised his hand, even though he knew he didn’t need to, and started. “Pay for the first date. There’s nothing worse than expecting her to pay! What kind of a guy does that?”

“Be a gentleman?” Jungkook said inquisitively.

“Well, obviously, genius,” Jimin scoffed. “That is the name of this whole guide thing, or whatever this is.” Jimin waved his hand in Jungkook’s direction.

Taehyung interjected next, ignoring the argument between Jimin and Jungkook. “Hold the door open for her, compliment her, buy her things that she wants, text her cute long messages, and always be sure to call her throughout the day to make sure she’s doing okay.”

“Wait,” Hoseok started, turning his full attention to Taehyung.  “We are talking about the early stages… That could freak her out, you know.”

Taehyung scratched the back of his neck, looking towards the ground. “Oh,” he smiled lightly. “I guess that would explain a lot.”

Jungkook interrupted. “Why don’t we use our experiences to help us, rather than making general statements every guy should know?”

Hoseok didn’t think that was a bad idea at all. In fact, it would help them all. They could recognize their problems and benefit from past mistakes. The group watched as Hoseok’s hand got to work. When he was finished, he tossed the notebook on the coffee table they were surrounding.

How To Be Perfect Men

1. Advice for the shy and young: Be confident. But not cocky.
   

“Taehyung, you’re up next.”