“Welcome to my dorm~” You say, moving out of the way to let Hobi walk in. He looks around, nodding his head.
“I know, it’s messy, but I didn’t really have much time to clean. I thought you’d be away from campus right now,” you say, closing the door and walking by him. When you texted, he happened to be right outside the dorm building. He laughs at you.
“It’s fine, really. The boys are much worse than this.” He sits down at the foot of your bed. “Is there a reason why you invited me over?”
“Yes! Actually. I wanted to talk with you,” you tell him as you sit down beside him. “I didn’t have anyone else to talk about it with and out of the group, I’d feel like you’d be the best person to help.”
“What is it about exactly?” Hobi asks, turning his body to face you. You could already tell that he would give you solid advice by the way he looks eager to listen.
“My feelings.. About Jungkook.. I- I usually talk to him about everything and … well this is about him so I can’t. And I can’t talk about this to Jin, because I feel like he’s helping him out and so his advice would be biased.” Hobi smiles at this, but you didn’t notice because you were looking away from his face. “And, well, Taehyung would want us to be together, so his advice wouldn’t be helpful at all. Lastly, I don’t know if Jimin would even give good advice! He’s good at math, but I just have a feeling he’d suck at this,” you say, turning back to look at Hobi. He has a big smile on his face now.
“What?” you ask him, awkwardly scratching your arm.
“Okay, well first of all, I’m honored that I’m the one you’re trusting with this. Which is a valid choice considering all the reasons you mentioned about the boys. They are correct. They made a group chat with all of us in it, without you, to help Jungkook out.”
“REALLY?” you yell out of surprise, making Hobi jump a little. “Oh my gosh, I’m sorry,” you say, putting your hand on his arm, letting out a giggle. You didn’t know he was jumpy. “But ugh, I knew it!”
“I saw the messages before I got here, they were texting in the group chat. I haven’t gotten to respond because your message popped up for me to come over. But I saw that Jungkook was a little upset that you left or he thinks he might’ve scared you off.”
“Noo, ugh, it’s not his fault, it’s mine,” you say, burying your face into your hands. You drag your hands down just slightly for your palms to cup your cheeks. “He was being his normal self but I was overthinking everything. And I’m sure the guys are giving him advice on what to do but it honestly felt like we were doing the same thing we always do. Does that make sense?
It’s just… now that I know that he likes me, they started feeling different. Like we always go on breakfast dates and cuddle when watching movies.. But for some reason my mind is going everywhere and I can’t focus on what we’re doing.”
“It seems like you’re starting to like him,” Hobi says. His face was serious.
“No,” you say.
“Is it wrong to like him?” Hobi asks you. You nod.
“He’s my best friend,” you say. “If I like him, I’d lose my best friend.”
“No you won’t. He likes you, and if you like him, you’d both like each other. You would have a best friend, and a boyfriend.”
“But what if something happens? What if our relationship doesn’t work out?”
“Then if you two have loved each other enough, you can just go back to being friends.”
“That sounds easier said than done,” you say with a slight laugh. “How can you go back to before like nothing happened.”
“Some people were able to go back to being just friends and end up perfectly fine,” Hobi says.
“That’s just some people. Just because it’s happened to someone, doesn’t mean it’ll happen to me.” Hobi quirks an eyebrow at you and starts to slowly smile.
You furrow your brows at him. “What…”
“I wasn’t going to mention it, but since you said that, I will,” he laughs. You started to get nervous. “When we were out getting ice cream yesterday, I asked you if Jungkook and you were together and you said no. Then I said, oh, you two would look like a cute couple and you laughed and said we could never be together and I said why not? and you said my friends in high school dated each other and it didn’t work out and it ended up breaking our friend group apart, i don’t want that to happen to me and Jungkook.” Your eyes widened as he said it word for word.
“You just said just because it’s happened to someone, doesn’t mean it’ll happen to me,” Hobi says. “What are you doing right now? You like him don’t you?”
It was a Sunday morning and you spent it in bed, just about waking up.
*ding ding!*
You rubbed your eyes, feeling around under your blanket for your phone. It was Jungkook.
You put your phone down, sitting up as your door opened and a smiley Jungkook walked in.
“Good morning beautiful,” he says, sitting down right next to you. You gave him a sleepy smile. Your hair is tangled, the scrunchie was lost somewhere in the mess.
“Good morning ugly,” you replied, in which he shoves your shoulder in response.
“Wake up, we’re going out,” he says, you groan, scooting closer to him.
“I’m still a little sleepy,” you said, dropping your head on his shoulder. He wraps his arms around you and you sink into his warmth.
“Well we’re going to get food. Then we’re going to watch a movie, or binge watch a drama back in my dorm, whichever you want.” You lift up your head and look him straight in the face. Your noses are just about to touch each other.
“Why? What’s so special today?” You ask. Jungkook shrugs.
“I can’t spend time with my favorite girl?” You squint at him, pulling away from his hug. You cross your arms over your chest.
“You’re being reeeeeeaaaally weird today,” you said. “And the day had just started…”
He shrugs… again.
“Well there are 4 other guys in your life right now,” he says, referring to Jin, Jimin, Taehyung, and Hobi. “I need to make sure I stay on top.” That wasn’t the real reason, but that’s what he was telling you anyway.
“You’ll always be my number one,” you reassure him.
“Good,” he says. “Now get ready,” he says, pushing you out of bed.
“I can’t go out looking like this?” you joke. You were wearing an oversized shirt that was revealing one shoulder because of how loose it was. Your hair was coming out of a bun, the scrunchie, again, still lost. And lastly, you had some gunk in your eyes. “ I thought you said I looked beautiful.”
“You called me ugly so I took it back,” he says, reaching out to wipe your eye. He grimaces. “Plus, your breath stinks.”
“Alright, alright. I’ll be back,” you say, rolling your eyes, getting up and walking to your bathroom.
Jungkook waits until you close the door before going on his phone to the group chat Jin made. Without you in it.
“I’m ready, where are we going anyways,” you say, stopping right in front of him. Jungkook looks up from his phone and smiles at you.
“You look pretty,” he says. You nod.
“I know, let’s go,” you respond quickly, tugging his arm. Jungkook sighs as he swings his feet over your bed.
“We’re going to have breakfast at Pied Piper,” he tells you, swinging his arm over your shoulder. “Jin hyung’s cooking for us.”
“I thought he was off on the weekends?” You say, frowning. Jungkook shakes his head.
“Not today.”
-
The two of you wait for Jin to come by and take your order. You had your head hanging over the menu as you kept your hands warm between your legs.
Jungkook looks over at you and reaches his arm out. You notice and you look up, right when his hand touches your hair. He tucks it behind your ear.
“Are you okay?” He asks you. You nod.
“Just a little cold,” you tell him. Autumn is just about a few days away from its official start and it isn’t cold just yet. Although your seat was right under a vent that blew cold air. Jungkook looks up and sees the air conditioner.
“Do you want to switch seats?” He asks you, already standing up.
“No it’s okay, I’ll be fine,” you tell him. He’s about to sit back down when he makes eye contact with Jin.
“Your jacket,” he mouths, motioning to the jacket Jungkook was wearing. He wore jackets often, or long sleeves in general. It didn’t matter if it was hot out or not. Jungkook looks down at you and watches you as you continue to go over the menu. He then quickly takes off his jacket, walking over and putting it over your shoulders. You look up at him surprised. He ignores your expression and sits back down across from you, grabbing the menu and beginning to look at it. Trying to look effortless and cool.
“Jungkook you don’t have to–” You start, you sigh anyways when he looks up at you with his big, doe like eyes. “Thank you,” you say, pulling your arm through the sleeves. He smiles softly at you before looking back down at his menu.
Jungkook was always this nice to you, but today felt different.
Was it because now… You know that he likes you?
He said he’s liked you since high school, so it should be the same feeling but being aware of it felt so different.
It’s not the first time he’s called you beautiful, or touched your hair, or even given you his jacket. Heck, your closet is full of his sweatshirts that you have failed to return.
But he likes you.
And not just as friends.
So it’s different.
The same
yet different.
And now you’re confused.
“So what are you getting?” Jungkook asks you, closing his menu and distracting you from your thoughts. You look up at him in surprise. You weren’t really paying attention as you flipped through the menu. He was kind of on your mind. You furrow your brows at the thought.
“Uhh.. I don’t know. What should I get, what are you getting?” you ask, glancing back down at the menu. Jungkook laughs at you.
“Are you okay? You’re not being you right now,” he says. You shrug.
“I don’t know, it just kind of feels different.”
“What does?” He asks you.
“This,” you gesture to each other and to your surroundings.
“What do you mean? It’s us getting breakfast, we always get breakfast together. And it’s not like it’s our first time here,” he responds, with a smile.
“Yeah but… I don’t know, but it feels like a date. And not like a Yn and Jungkook bestie date but like a… date date. And I don’t know I feel nervous for some reason,” you respond truthfully.
Jungkook glares at you, then he quirks up one eyebrow.
“I mean, this is a normal bestie date. Unless you don’t want it to be,” he says. He smiles at you. That cocky smile he does whenever he’s being annoying. “Do you want it to be a date date?”
You scoff, feeling like it was a set up and the tables have been turned.
“I gave you my answer the other night Jeon Jungkook,” you say, lifting up the menu and hiding behind it. Jungkook laughs, looking up to the side to glance at his hyung. Jin gives him a thumbs up.
-
After breakfast, the two of you were now at Jungkook’s dorm. The two of you decided on watching a drama instead of going to the movies. There weren’t any new movies out that you two haven’t watched yet, but Netflix does have plenty of dramas to choose from.
“Which one should we watch?” Jungkook asks you, clicking through the shows. He had his laptop on his lap while your cheek was pressed up against his arm.
“Ooh, that one looks interesting,” you said, pointing to “Her Private Life”.
“Okay we’ll watch it then.” He clicks on the drama, pushing the laptop back slightly as he sunk into the pillow behind him. He then lifts the arm that you were laying on, pulling you in instead. You snuggle into his chest as you two watch.
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“Can you imagine having two completely different lives?” Jungkook says, referring to the main character of the show. “I mean, she’s basically Hannah Montana. If she takes off the hat and hoodie and puts on a blazer, she’s not ‘The Road to Sian’ anymore, she’d just be Deokmi.”
To be honest, you couldn’t focus on the show at all. All you could hear was Jungkook’s breathing and his heart beating. You don’t know why you were focusing so much on it.
“But would she as a fangirl be her true self, or would she as the curator be her true self…” Jungkook wonders out loud. “It could be both right?”
“Yeah… I guess so. I don’t know, I’m kind of confused with what’s going on,” you say, sitting up.
“Oh, do you not like it? We can change what we’re watching,” he says, quickly exiting out of the screen.
“No, it’s just,” you sigh. “I’m sorry, I don’t know why I’m so off today.” You say, looking up at your best friend. He’s frowning, looking over at you with a very worried expression.
“Did anything happen? Do you want to talk about what’s on your mind?” he asks you, reaching for your hand. You grab it, shaking your head and smiling up at him.
“I’ll be okay, but maybe we can continue this another day?” You tell him. “I might just need some time to think.”
“Okay, uhh.. think about what?”
“I’ll let you know after I think it through,” you laugh, leaning over to him to give him a hug. “Thank you for this day. I really enjoyed it. My treat next time, okay?”
“Yeah,” he says, watching you pull away. You then get up and grab your things. “Okay.”
you
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๑ part eight: she’s flustered ๑
pairings: jungkook x reader
a/n: i feel like i do this all the time with my aus where yn is so confusing and so the reader gets confused but like the next few updates explains it all and so you won’t get confused anymore does that make sense? i feel like it’s been so long since i’ve done this, i don’t want you guys to be lost T.T
After a failed attempt at working on homework together, Jimin and you are now at his friend Jin’s apartment! Along with Taehyung and Jungkook of course. And one more friend you were about to meet.
“Did you bring it?” Jungkook asks you right when you enter the door. You nod, walking up to him and handing him his switch. “Thank youuu~” He says, immediately sinking into the couch next to Taehyung.
“Hi!” You hear someone say excitedly behind you. “I’m Hobi,” he says, already leaning in for a hug.
“Hi, I’m Yn,” you say, giggling.
“Yn!” Jin yells from the kitchen. “Are you hungry?” You peek behind Hobi and smile at Jin.
“Yes,” you say. Jungkook taps your leg with his foot.
“Sit next to me,” he says. You turn around, flopping down next to him. “How was the study sesh?”
“Well I spent half of it on my phone and so Jimin scolded me a lot,” you tell him, resting your head on his shoulder. You watch the television as Jungkook and Taehyung play Mario kart.
“She’s very stubborn,” Jimin says, pointing at you. Jungkook laughs, nodding in agreement.
“I just, really don’t like math,” you say. “… anymore.”
“You’re majoring in architecture,” Jimin says.
“Okay, and?” you answer back.
“I like her,” Hobi says, smiling at you before walking to the kitchen to help Jin. Your eyes follow him and you see Jin putting meat on a chopping board.
“WOAH. You’re cooking all that? For lunch?” You say, immediately getting up and following Hobi. Jimin passes by you and takes your spot on the couch.
“Yeah, why? Are you not as hungry?” Jin answers. You put your hand over your mouth in awe, not knowing he was a good cook.
I mean, you’re assuming he is by the way he was prepping everything.
You take out your phone and take a picture of him. He looks at you surprised.
“Hey, what are you doing?”
“This makes you even hotter,” you say, snapping another picture. He laughs, getting embarrassed. He then raises his hand to hide his face from the camera. “I’m posting this on twitter,” you say, leaning over the counter.
“So nothing changed?” Taehyung asks, screaming right after Jungkook passed him in the game.
“Between me and Yn?” Jungkook asks, leaning forward and keeping his eyes locked on the screen. “Are you trying to distract me? I’m not going to let you win.”
“Of course not, but yes between you two.” Jimin turns to the two, looking back and forth between Jungkook and Taehyung.
“Wait, do you…” Jimin says, turning to Jungkook.
“Have feelings for Yn?” Jungkook says, “yeah.” Jimin nods.
“Yeah and he needs help with winning her heart,” Taehyung says. “Oh– OH!” He yells, slowly standing up as he passes Jungkook and crosses the finish line. “YES! WOO!”
“Oh,” Jimin says. “Does she know? Or..”
“Yeah… I told her last night after you dropped her off,” Jungkook says, sighing as he puts the switch down.
“Why do you look like that?” Taehyung says, looking at Jimin and furrowing his brows. “Don’t tell me you like her too.” Jungkook looks up and stares at Taehyung for a few seconds before turning to Jimin.
“Oh. It’s okay if you do. She doesn’t like me back anyways. I’m sure you two would hit it off,” Jungkook says, smiling at Jimin before standing up and going to where you were.
Taehyung punches Jimin’s arm, making him flinch.
“Ow,” Jimin says, rubbing his arm as he frowns at his best friend.
“You can’t like her,” Taehyung says. “That’s against the rules.”
“What rules?”
“The bro code! You can’t like another bro’s crush,” Taehyung explains. “That will ruin our friendship.”
“Yeah, I know, I won’t don’t worry,” Jimin says, turning to you. “I like her, but not in that way.”
“Then why did you react the way you did?” Jimin shrugs.
“I was just surprised I guess. I didn’t think any of them had feelings for each other. I was just thinking about how I probably made Jungkook uncomfortable when I’m around.”
“Is it because you’re really touchy around people you like,” Taehyung says, looking down at Jimin’s foot that is now on his lap.
“Yeah, I was literally holding her hand when he came up to us last night when I was dropping her off,” Jimin says, dropping his head on the couch. “I must’ve given him the wrong impression.. I have to tell him I don’t like her like that.”
“Wait, did you guys get the ice cream?” Hobi suddenly asks, looking at you with a worried expression. You felt your cheeks suddenly heat up.
“We forgot,” you whisper. “I’m sorry.” Jungkook laughs at you, shaking his head. Your eyes were big and your cheeks were noticeably more pink.
Hobi smiles at you, shaking his head. “It’s okay, we’ll just get some right now.” He then walks to the living room where the two boys were at and grabs his wallet and keys that were on the coffee table.
“Come, let’s buy ice cream,” Hobi says, gesturing for you and Jungkook. You and Jungkook were about to follow the older one when Jimin yelled.
“Jungkook!” The two of you froze and turned to him with both of your eyebrows raised. “Sorry,” Jimin says with a small laugh. “Yn, you can go with Hobi hyung, Jungkook, stay.”
Jungkook looks at you and you nod.
“He said stay Jungkook, be a good boy and listen to your hyung,” you joke, pushing him towards the boys on the couch. Jungkook glares at you as he walks towards Jimin.
“See you guys later,” you yell, walking out with Hobi.
“And again, I’m cooking alone,” Jin mumbles to himself, looking at the half chopped vegetables that Hoseok was helping with.
“I’ll help hyung,” Taehyung says, standing up and running next to Jin.
“I don’t like Yn,” Jimin says, loud enough for Jin to hear from the kitchen. Not that the kitchen was far from the living room. Actually, the only thing that separated the kitchen from the living room was the kitchen counter.
“You don’t like her?” Jin asks. “Why not? I think she’s great. She’s funny, she’s sweet, and she tells me that I’m good looking.” Jin finished it off by winking at Jimin. Taehyung laughs beside him.
“Yeah you’re right, she is funny. I think that last part that you just said was her best joke.” Jin turns and glares at the younger boy.
“Keep chopping those carrots.”
“No, not like that. I like her, she’s great. I meant that I don’t like her in a romantic way,” Jimin explains. “It might’ve come off wrong, I don’t want you to think I was trying to hit on her or anything. I’m sorry if it did look like it.” Jungkook shakes his head.
“No, it’s okay, don’t worry about it. If you do ever grow feelings for her, don’t let me stop you. I just want the best for her.”
Taehyung quirks an eyebrow at the two. He scoffs, rolling his eyes.
“Jungkook, you’re too nice! Stop that, go fight for your girl!” He yells, holding the knife up. Jin’s eyes widens as he reaches around Taehyung and slowly brings his arm down.
“That’s enough of you in this kitchen, go sit down, thank you,” he says, pushing the younger boy away.
“Anyways,” Jin says. “Can someone explain to me what’s going on? What am I watching here?”
“Jungkook likes Yn. Jimin likes Yn as a friend but you know how Jimin is with his friends. He’s very touchy,” Taehyung explains while he walks to the couch. “Jimin found out like ten minutes ago that Jungkook has feelings for Yn and felt bad that Jungkook might’ve thought that he was trying to flirt with his crush because he was caught holding her hand last night, but really, Jimin was just being Jimin. And so Jimin is explaining to Jungkook that he only likes Yn as a friend. But Jungkook is too nice and is saying it’s okay if he does end up liking her in the future. Because he confessed to Yn last night and Yn didn’t feel the same way. He says that he just wants her to be happy so if Jimin is the one that can do that, then he’s okay with it. Even if it breaks his little heart.”
Jungkook blinks at Taehyung and Jimin laughs at the newbie.
“Taehyung’s favorite pastime is being a hopeless romantic. He lives for these moments. He really wants you to be the one that makes Yn happy.”
“Ooh, so the little one doesn’t know what to do with his feelings now does he?” Jin says.
“Yeah, I don’t. I didn’t really know what it would be like if I ever did confess to her,” Jungkook says. “It was either we ended up together, stayed friends, or stopped being friends.” He shrugs, “I was always scared it would be the last one so I never did it. But now that I did and we’re just friends… I don’t know how to get rid of the feelings right away.”
“You can’t just get rid of feelings after having them for so long– assuming you have liked her for a while,” Jin says. Taehyung nods.
“Since high school,” he answered for Jungkook.
“Then don’t give up. I’m sure if she stayed with you for this long, she’s bound to have some feelings,” Jin says.
“Okay, but, and I’m just playing the devil’s advocate here,” Jimin says. “I’m seriously rooting for you two. But let’s just say, what if she doesn’t?” He says, crossing his arms and looking back and forth between the three guys. “A guy and a girl can be friends. It’s happened before.”
“That’s true,” Jungkook says. “For anything, I could just be a brother to her.” Taehyung winces at the thought.
“Jungkook, you two have so much potential,” Jin says. “I’m sure she’ll end up falling for you eventually. Now that she knows that you like her, it’s in her head. She’ll notice all the little things you do with her and she’ll start to realize that she actually wants to be with you. Trust me.”
“But what if she doesn’t,” Jimin says, resting his head on his hand.
“Are you sure you don’t like her?” Taehyung says. He pushes Jimin slightly. “Who’s side are you on?”
“Okay, I’ll stop, I’m sorry. Hyung?”
“Okay, okay,” Jin says, wiping his hands on a towel. “So this is what you’ll do.”
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๑ part seven: be a good boy ๑
pairings: jungkook x reader
a/n: i’m going to say this now before anyone comes at me in the future LOL but guys and girls can be friends without any romantic feelings!! for the sake of this au and my hopeless romantic self, that isn’t going to apply in my bts ff universe okay :) lol at least for the two main characters
It was 8 in the morning and you were, for the most part, awake and in a cafe. This time with Jimin and you two were doing math homework together.
Yes, math on a Saturday morning. It was so shocking to you that you had to tweet it.
Okay, you didn’t have to, but you needed an excuse to get on your phone because this was getting boring.
You snap a quick picture of Jimin with your books and work on the table, quickly typing up a caption and posting the tweet. Replying to yourself right under it.
Jimin looks up and sees you smiling down at your phone. Glancing at your screen, he sees that you’re on twitter. He quickly pulls out his phone and finds your tweet, smiling at himself as he comments on your post to catch your attention.
Right when his comment pops up, you look up and glare at him. And all he does is just smile sweetly at you before popping one earphone in his ear and going back to his work book.
You sigh, putting your phone down. You grab your pencil again and tap it on the table as you read the next problem on your worksheet.
You blink at it for a few seconds before glancing up at Jimin. He’s focused on his own work so you quickly grab your phone and slip it underneath the table.
You text Jungkook.
–
Jungkook was currently with Taehyung and his friends. Which quickly became his friends as well. Seokjin and Hoseok aka Jin hyung and Hobi hyung.
The four were walking up to Jin’s apartment when Jungkook’s phone dinged three times in a row.
“Woah, who’s texting you so much?” Hobi asks Jungkook as he takes his phone out of his pocket. Jungkook looks at his screen and smiles when he sees that it’s you and that you’re looking for him and want to hang out. Even though you told him that you were spending the morning with Jimin.
“Is it Yn?” Taehyung asks. “Can I text her back?” Jungkook furrows his brows.
“What are you going to say?” He asks, handing him the phone anyways. The other two boys gather around Taehyung as he types a response. Even taking a quick picture to send to you.
“Here,” Taehyung says, handing Jungkook back the phone. “I’m going to make us six a groupchat.”
Jungkook takes his phone back, reading through the responses Taehyung wrote to you. He laughs at them and smiles when you text again, asking for him.
“Welcome to my apartment,” Jin says, opening the door and letting the boys in. Jungkook looked around in awe.
Jin’s the oldest out of the 4 of them and everyone else still lived in dorms so it was cool that he lives in an apartment of his own.
He also had a lot of cool toys and gadgets lying around.
“Make yourself comfortable,” Jin says, patting Jungkook’s back. The other two were already laying on his couch.
“Come sit over here Jungkookah,” Hobi calls, patting the seat next to him.
Jungkook follows his new hyung and sits next to him before replying to your messages. He couldn’t help but smile at your replies but it disappears when you say that you had to go.
–
Jimin catches you on your phone once again and scolds you for not doing your work.
“You should put your messages on “Do not disturb” so you don’t get distracted by any messages.” He said. “I always keep mine on it because my friends like to spam on our groupchat.”
“Okay, I’m sorry, but let me just post something real quick,” you say, holding up a finger to him. Jimin laughs shaking his head.
“Yn, I thought you wanted to do our work together so that you can focus and have someone to hold you accountable,” he says. You smile at him sheepishly.
“I know I know, I’m sorry. Studying or doing work in general is just so hard for me. Especially if it’s a subject I don’t particularly like.”
“I understand, I’m the same with History. You just need to be more strict with yourself, let’s just keep working for a few more minutes and we can call it a day.” You nod, about to put your phone away when Taehyung’s replies pops up.
“Oh, Taehyung messaged me,” you say. Jimin sighs, dropping his head. He nods and closes his workbook and you look up at him confused.
“Wait, why are you packing up?”
“It’s Taehyung, you won’t get anything done now for sure,” he says.
“So I guess we have mutual friends now huh,” Jimin says as you two walk out of the cafe together.
“I guess so,” you say. “Guess we’ll be spending more time together.”
“Great,” he says, smiling at you with those darn moon eyes. You quickly slap your cheeks to hide the blush and he laughs, putting his arm around your shoulders as he walks you to his car.
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๑ part six: do not disturb ๑
pairings: jungkook x reader
a/n: bringing in the new friends!!! also i have no idea how to solve that calc problem, i got this online LOL just like yn, i did not do well in that class either i mean, i passed but idk math anymore
my kookie ❤️: currently thinking of you guys… good night …
taehyung: i .. miss you.. and.. i love you mwuah
hobi: caN’T WAIT TO SEE YOU IN THE MORNING
feelings
๑ part eleven.five: what if ๑
pairings: jungkook x reader
a/n: the app i use for the text messaging doesn’t have voice memos so i was just sending my sister voice memos of me singing and making noises so i can edit it over
You and Jungkook walked together, side by side, when you bump into Jimin in front of the boys’ dorm building.
“Is Taehyung still inside?” Jimin asks the two of you. You shrug your shoulders.
“I guess so, he said to meet us out here,” Jungkook answers.
“I think the coffee he drank is making his stomach act up,” you say. Jimin shakes his head.
“I told him Magic Shop sells tea and hot chocolate too but he never listens,” Jimin tells you two. “Let’s just wait out here for him, the room probably stinks.”
“Hey!” Taehyung yells, running from behind you three. Taehyung punches Jimin’s shoulder, making him wince. “I heard you. And for your information,” he points at his best friend, “the room smells like lavender. I sprayed it before I left.”
You couldn’t help but laugh at their interaction. “Uh, okay guys, should we get going?”
“Oh yeah, I’ll just ride with you three so we can just take one car,” Jimin says, starting to walk. “Is Hoseok hyung going by himself?”
“He’s stopping by Pied Piper to get the keys to Jin hyung’s place since he’s still working,” Jungkook answers.
“Ohh..”
“Yeah, but we’re stopping by 7/11 first to get some snacks,” Taehyung says. “Then maybe we can get something to drink at Magic Sho–”
“NO!” you all say in unison. Taehyung frowns.
“Let’s work on one relationship at a time, yeah?” Jimin whispers to him. Taehyung’s eyes widened slightly, he nodded his head, sending Jimin an ‘ok’ sign with his hand.
—
Meanwhile..
Hoseok parks his car and quickly walks up to Pied Piper. Stepping in, he’s immediately greeted by Jin.
“Hello welco– oh you’re here quick,” Jin says, reaching into his pocket. “Here.”
“Thanks hyung,” Hobi says, taking the keys from the older one. “What time are you working till?”
“Uhh,” Jin turns to look at the clock. “Probably half an hour more? Don’t worry though, I’ll just catch up–”
“Oh! Jin!” Someone calls from behind him. It was Mr. Bang, his boss. “Is that a friend of yours?” Hoseok moves his head to the side and sees a shorter man with small eyes and round glasses smiling up at him.
“Oh, yes. This is Hoseok, Jung Hoseok,” Jin introduces. Hoseok bows at the older man, politely shaking his hand.
“Nice to meet you,” Hobi says, smiling back at him.
“Your probably the one he’s always texting,” Mr. Bang says, turning to playfully glare at Jin. “He’s always saying ‘sorry, my best friend is texting me’.” Mr. Bang laughs. “I let him though, because if my best friend was texting me, I have to text them back right away. If it was just a friend, then I can reply later.” Hobi laughs at his explanation, covering his mouth.
“Wah.. Your boss is cool,” he says to Jin. Mr. Bang turns to Jin with a pleasing smile.
“I like him,” he says. Jin smiles at him, not knowing he needed approval from his boss. It felt like he was introducing a girlfriend to his parents.
“Uh, sir, Hoseok is actually going to my place right now since my friends want to hang out. Will… it be okay if I leave earlier?” Jin asks. He doesn’t usually ask for anything and complies with everything he’s told to do. Mr. Bang seemed to be in a good mood today so he gave it a shot.
“Oh sure! It’s a bit slow this evening so it should be okay,” he says. “Plus, we have extra help now since Hyejin is here.” He turns around and the new girl’s head turns to the three when she hears her name. She points to herself, her eyebrows raised. She quickly walks to the group.
“Hi,” she says. “Do you need anything?” Mr. Bang chuckles.
“No no, we’re just talking. Seokjin here is going to leave early to hang out with his friends. I think he deserves it. He has been working extra to train you these past few days.” Mr. Bang puts a hand on her shoulder. “And we all know how stressful that was.”
“Aw, don’t leave yet!” she says, her eyebrows scrunching together. “You’re like my emotional support buddy at work.” Jin’s eyebrows raise and he scoffs. The vein on his neck popping out. “I don’t want to work alone,” she says, scratching her arm.
“Good luck,” Hoseok says, patting Jin’s back. “It was nice to meet you again sir,” he says, bowing to Mr. Bang. Hoseok quickly runs off before anything else happens. He’s seen Jin annoyed before and he doesn’t want to be there when Hyejin gets on his last nerve.
Hoseok rolls his eyes, turning back and running into the restaurant to where the three are still standing.
“Oh- Hoseokie,” Mr. Bang says. The two younger ones look at you.
“Sorry sir, but me and Jin have to go. Our friends are waiting,” Hobi says, grabbing Jin’s wrist.
“I told you you can go,” Mr. Bang says, pushing Jin towards the door. Hobi pulls Jin by the wrist and runs off to his car.
“Aw,” Hyejin says. Mr. Bang turns to her.
“You’ll be fine,” he says.
“I’ll remember this moment when my friends want to hangout with me too,” she says, waving her index finger.
—
“So what are we going to watch?” You ask Taehyung as you open a bag of honey butter chips. Jimin extends his arm out to you for some and you tilt the opening of the bag towards him.
“I don’t know which one to choose so we’re going to watch a compilation on youtube and see which one sparks your interest,” Taehyung says, pressing the remote and clicking his ‘watch later’ playlist.
—
“O-oh my gosh,” Taehyung says, covering his mouth. You laugh, looking at the boys’ reaction to the video you all were watching.
It was the second compilation video Taehyung put up and you found it funny thinking that these are what these guys do behind closed doors.
Jungkook had his eyes locked on the screen as well, a hand on his heart.
“Aww I want to get good night voice messages,” Taehyung says.
Jungkook turns to him and says,”We can send it to each other on the groupchat.” He laughs before saying. “Good night, love you bro.” Taehyung laughs as he turns to Jungkook making him laugh as well, even Jimin falls into Taehyung’s lap, laughing.
“I’m going to expect to receive one tonight,” Jimin tells him.
Now you all were watching a scene from Love Alarm where the male lead asks for the female lead’s hand in class. Everyone is watching and reacting to the two. The female lead then asks why and the male lead answers saying he wants to hold her hand. He then proceeds to pull her out of class.
It doesn’t sound like anything special.
But for some reason these types of things just give you butterflies?
Well not you, but the boys think it’s so cool.
“Has that ever happened to you in class Yn?” Hobi asks you. “You know, back in high school?”
You shake your head no. “I didn’t date in high school.”
“Would you have been uncomfortable or weirded out if it did happen to you? I always wondered how people would feel in real life if these things were to happen,” Jin asks next.
“I mean it’s nothing special,” you say with a slight laugh. “He just takes her out of the classroom, that’s it.” Taehyung quirks an eyebrow at you.
“Let’s try it then,” he says. “Jungkook, get up.” He slaps Jungkook’s thigh, telling him to stand up. You follow Jungkook with your eyes as he complies.
You didn’t think much of it, Jungkook and you do skinship all the time and so it’s nothing that will make you fall to your knees.
“Put this on,” Jin says, grabbing a watch from his side table.
“Why?” you ask, watching him put it on your wrist.
“It’s a heart rate monitor, we’ll be able to tell if it makes your heart beat faster so you can’t lie,” he says, winking at you. You scoff.
“I don’t have to lie, it won’t make a difference.”
“Alright Jungkook,” Taehyung says, motioning towards you.
“What do you want me to do,” Jungkook asks innocently.
“Do what Song Kang did,” he says, referring to the male lead. “Let your inner actor out, deep breath, and—” Jungkook inhales and exhales. This makes you laugh. “Action!”
“Yah,” Jungkook says, looking at you. You put your hand up to your mouth, trying not to laugh. The corner of his lip twitches as he tries not to smile at you because, let’s be honest, it was a little silly.
“Give me your hand,” Jungkook says, following the scene. You tilt your head up at him.
“Why?” You ask.
“I want to hold your hand,” Jungkook says. The boys “ooh’d” like the kids in the show. You put your hand on his and Jungkook pulls you as he walks a few steps. The two of you burst out laughing right after.
“How’d you feel,” Taehyung says, smiling at you. You shake your head at him, trying to stop laughing.
“I feel the same, what do you expect?” Jin grabs your wrist and sees your heart rate was just a little bit higher. From laughing. Jin shakes his head at the younger one.
“Hm. Okay,” he says. “Maybe we can try another scene.”
“Okay! But you be the girl this time and I want Hobi to be the guy,” you hop up and down, getting excited. “Then Jin and Jimin will have a turn and then we’ll all switch.” The boys all look at each other. Jungkook was nodding, giving you a high five because he liked the idea. The other four looked at each other, shaking their heads while Jimin tried not to laugh as their plan backfired.
“Uh we’ll watch more videos for now and we can keep in mind the scenes we want to do,” Jin says, taking the remote from the couch and pressing play.
—
The boys continued to watch and you were more entertained with their reactions than the videos they had playing. You felt that it was going to take long for the six of you to actually watch something so you went on your phone to search for some fast watch dramas instead.
The boys kept screaming and hugging each other and were shoving you into the side of the couch. You groan, pushing them away and hop onto the table beside it.
They don’t notice for a while.
“I’m going to get snacks,” you say, hopping off of the table. You wipe the area you sat on with a napkin, looking at Jin while you do so. He nods, closing his eyes and giving you a thumbs up.
“Can you get me some more of the honey butter chips?” Jungkook turned to ask you. You nod, walking to the kitchen.
Jungkook looks down at his phone and starts texting in the “jungkook’s hyungs” group chat. Everyone then starts going on their phone as well, replying back with their master plan. The room was filled with only the sounds of the television
You come back, shaking your head at the boys. “Here,” you said, handing Jungkook the chips he asked for. He thanks you and puts his phone down before you can see it.
When the boys all got off of their phones, you suggested the drama “Business Proposal” to watch. It was only 12 episodes long and it was a romcom. It should be an easy and fun watch.
Jin went on his Netflix and found it, already playing the first episode.
“Sit next to me,” Jungkook says, patting the seat next to him. You were already sitting next to Jin and Hobi so you said you were okay. Jin notices and quickly makes eye contact with Jungkook.
“Ah, Yn,” Jin says, contorting his face. “It’s been a long day and my back hurts a bit. I think I should lay down. Can you move to the other couch please?” Hobi looks over at Jin and bites his lip in an attempt to not laugh. He was making all these faces while holding onto his lower back.
“Aigoo, hyung, should I move too?” Hobi says, pushing himself up.
“No you’re fine,” Jin says, bringing his feet up onto the couch and placing it on Hoseok’s lap. “Massage my feet though while it’s there.” Hoseok grimaces, grabbing onto the edge of Jin’s pant leg and pulling it away.
“Hyung, they stink,” he says.
“Just sit here,” Jungkook says again, patting the space next to him. You walk up next to your best friend, about to sit down when Jimin smirks, pushing Taehyung into Jungkook as he also brings his feet up onto the couch. He curls himself up and leans onto Taehyung. Taehyung is confused by the sudden shove, clicking his tongue.
“Why’d you have to push me?” Taehyung says in annoyance, pulling his arm up from under Jimin’s head. Jimin pokes his side and nods his head to you and Jungkook.
“Aigoo, Y/n’s heart rate is going up,” Jin says, grabbing your wrist.
Jimin pushed Taehyung in time to slide Jungkook into the space you were about to sit on, so you, perfectly fit on his lap. You can feel your face turning every shade of red.
“Oh-” Jungkook says, holding onto your waist. Your heart beats faster. He moves his head from the side and looks up at you.
“Are you okay?” He asks you. You take a breath and smile at him.
“Yeah I’m fine, you just surprised me that’s all,” you answer. Jungkook nods, looking back at the two boys sitting next to him. They both look away when he turns.
“Hey guys, can you scoot a bit so Yn can sit?” Jungkook says. Jimin turns his head and looks at the younger one.
“Oh I’m already comfortable,” he answers. Taehyung brings his finger up to his lips.
You can hear Jungkook swallow as he still holds you on his lap.
“I’ll just sit on the floor,” you say, putting your feet down to get up. Jungkook pulls back when you do.
“Your butt’s going to get sore if you sit there. Just stay here,” Jungkook says, adjusting himself on the couch.
“Okay, fine,” you say, fixing yourself into a more comfortable position. You then lay your head onto his shoulder and wrap one hand behind his torso. You can hear his heart beat faster and you smile. It drops when you remember the watch Jin put on your wrist.
You quickly try to take it off.
—
As you watch episode after episode, you all are already immersed into the drama. It was fun to watch and you adored the characters so much.
Although, with all the laughing and chatting, you didn’t notice that Taehyung was actually paying more attention to you and Jungkook than the drama itself.
feelings
๑ part eleven: bully yn day ๑
pairings: jungkook x reader
a/n: this reminds me of when we do that thing in tmbmil series when they meet someone new and so they have a mandatory hangout, y’all remember?
a/n: no because, @ jin’s comment, as someone who’s struggling, i’m still waiting for a handsome male lead to come and ruin my life while fixing it at the same time
pls, i just realized that’s lowkey literally bts as i finished writing that ^^
okay correction, 7 handsome men have already came to ruin my life while simultaneously fixing it
↳You can’t help but wonder what the hell is going on inside of the quiet angry guy’s head who’s always brooding under the big oak tree. Life isn’t kind, Yoongi knows that from first hand experience, but the curious girl who always watches him is.
↳You can’t help but wonder what the hell is going on inside of the quiet angry guy’s head who’s always brooding under the big oak tree. Life isn’t kind, Yoongi knows that from first hand experience, but the curious girl who always watches him is.
a/n: hello everyone! sorry I’ve been gone for so long and have kept some ppl waiting, life got hectic and b u s y. BUT! I’m gonna have the outro profiles posted shortly and work on posting my next au during my month off from school which starts next week!! I hope y’all enjoyed this one!!
↳You can’t help but wonder what the hell is going on inside of the quiet angry guy’s head who’s always brooding under the big oak tree. Life isn’t kind, Yoongi knows that from first hand experience, but the curious girl who always watches him is.
a/n: *GASP* what’s this? me posting again?? (sounds too good to be true) I’m sorry for taking so much time off, school never got better like I thought it would, but I finally got some stuff worked out! THANK YOU SO MUCH for being patient with me and I hope you guys stick around for the last 2 chapters and enjoyed this one!
↳You can’t help but wonder what the hell is going on inside of the quiet angry guy’s head who’s always brooding under the big oak tree. Life isn’t kind, Yoongi knows that from first hand experience, but the curious girl who always watches him is.
a/n: I probably put too much information about the internships but whatever anyway yoongi’s living his best life and that’s all that matters (also next update a certain two people join forces) lmk your thoughts and thanks for reading!!
↳You can’t help but wonder what the hell is going on inside of the quiet angry guy’s head who’s always brooding under the big oak tree. Life isn’t kind, Yoongi knows that from first hand experience, but the curious girl who always watches him is.
a/n: no this isn’t sponsored by panera lmao but Jin is definitely onto something about their mac ‘n cheese lmk what you thought and let’s chat about ur Panera orders (thanks for reading)
↳You can’t help but wonder what the hell is going on inside of the quiet angry guy’s head who’s always brooding under the big oak tree. Life isn’t kind, Yoongi knows that from first hand experience, but the curious girl who always watches him is.
↳You can’t help but wonder what the hell is going on inside of the quiet angry guy’s head who’s always brooding under the big oak tree. Life isn’t kind, Yoongi knows that from first hand experience, but the curious girl who always watches him is.
a/n: sorry for taking a while with this one, I had to get some school stuff started but I hope y’all enjoyed getting to see what yoongi and his dad are like (also it’s suppose to say “no touchy-feely stuff”) as always, thanks for reading!!
↳You can’t help but wonder what the hell is going on inside of the quiet angry guy’s head who’s always brooding under the big oak tree. Life isn’t kind, Yoongi knows that from first hand experience, but the curious girl who always watches him is.
a/n: I wish that was an actual Escape Room room I did the heist one with my friends once and we failed lol but just imagine what the ufo room would be like anyway thanks for reading!!
↳You can’t help but wonder what the hell is going on inside of the quiet angry guy’s head who’s always brooding under the big oak tree. Life isn’t kind, Yoongi knows that from first hand experience, but the curious girl who always watches him is.
→ when the pandemic first started, you never thought you’d have to stay quarantined in your apartment with yoongi, one of your roommate’s friends and a guy you’ve never met. and you definitely did not expect you’d end up falling for him.
→ when the pandemic first started, you never thought you’d have to stay quarantined in your apartment with yoongi, one of your roommate’s friends and a guy you’ve never met. and you definitely did not expect you’d end up falling for him.
: extremely long update?? yes. super messy?? also yes. yoongi is the sweetest?? definitely. sorry it’s sooo long oof but i wanted all of that to happen in one update hehe also,,, tae?? nowhere to be seenALSO TO THOSE WHO WANTED HER TO SEND THE MESSAGE SORRY BUT SHE DID NOT SEND IT !!!!!
→ when the pandemic first started, you never thought you’d have to stay quarantined in your apartment with yoongi, one of your roommate’s friends and a guy you’ve never met. and you definitely did not expect you’d end up falling for him.
; after a thousand years i am back… and i bring drama with me i hope you’re still here to read it ilysm
→ when the pandemic first started, you never thought you’d have to stay quarantined in your apartment with yoongi, one of your roommate’s friends and a guy you’ve never met. and you definitely did not expect you’d end up falling for him.
: soooo they confessed… they’re going on a date what do we think?
→ when the pandemic first started, you never thought you’d have to stay quarantined in your apartment with yoongi, one of your roommate’s friends and a guy you’ve never met. and you definitely did not expect you’d end up falling for him.
→ word count: 7.5K
genre/warnings: fluff, f2l (well almost), smut, oral sex f receiving, fingering, a bit of marking, some dirty talk but it’s minimal, cursing, pleading (?, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it kids), they finally realize how in love they are with each other
You looked out of Yoongi’s window, the Seoul skyline at night being the prettiest sight you had ever seen in your life. Now you could see how he would always spend hours and hours locked up in this small room, the view being better here than in the rest of his apartment; who wouldn’t get inspired by the clear skies and tall buildings outside of the big windows?
Your whole body felt warm as you brought the wine glass up to your lips, drinking the last few drops of the white wine before soft footsteps made you turn around in the chair you were sitting on, small smile forming on your face at the man standing in front of you a contrast to the slight frown taking over his features once he lifted up the bottle and realised it was empty.
“I drank what was left.” You simply said, his dark orbs focusing on your face and then on the empty glass you left on the table.
He pouted. “After this whole surprise… you couldn’t save me at least one sip of your wine?” You only sent him a sheepish smile that he couldn’t help but return. “I’m joking, angel, you can drink all my wine if you want.” He chuckled, now focusing on clearing out the table, piling all the plates on top of each other carefully.
“Don’t tempt me, Min Yoongi.” You joked, quickly standing up and reaching for the tower of plates in between his hands. “Let me help you.”
“But it’s your birthday.” He protested, pushing your hands away and grabbing them himself, already turning to head towards the kitchen, you following close behind with the glasses and empty bottle.
“But you already did this for me, let me clean up at least.” You protested back, but it sounded more like a whine so he just chuckled. “And technically it’s not my birthday anymore,” you pointed out, “It’s past midnight.”
“That’s nonsense.” He shrugged you off, placing the plates in the sink and turning on the water. “It’s your birthday until you go to sleep and wake up again.”
“Now that’s nonsense.” You laughed at his words, placing the glasses inside the sink. “You can’t spoil me like this, I might get used to it.” You joked, leaning against the kitchen island, his back turned towards you.
“Meh,” He shrugged again. “I don’t mind, as long as I’m the one doing it.” You sighed and rolled your eyes playfully even though he couldn’t see you do it, a big grin taking over your features as you watched him do the dishes.
Your eyes roamed up and down his back, seeing how his black knit sweater showed off his back muscles more than his usual hoodies and noticing that he also switched his joggers for some light wash jeans, the baggy material making his legs look longer. You couldn’t help but feel giddy inside at the thought that he had dressed up just to surprise you.
You really didn’t expect him to do anything tonight, especially after the huge breakfast he had cooked for you that morning, so it really came as a surprise when after the facetime call with your friends he walked you to his studio, blindfolded and all, and surprised you with a cake, pizza and your favorite brand of white wine. You probably would’ve cried at the scene if it weren’t for how utterly shocked you were at the sweet gesture and for his gummy smile and cat-like eyes looking expectantly at you as he watched you take everything in. He had already told you he had a surprise for you earlier, but when you read his text you would have never guessed it was a whole surprise dinner that he had set up.
Never in your twenty four- well, now twenty five- years of life had you felt like this on your birthday. Sure people had surprised you with things you really wanted before, like when two years ago the boys surprised you by getting your family to come to Seoul for a fancy dinner party at this big name restaurant you had wanted to go to. Or when Taehyung and Jimin got sold out tickets to see your favorite artist that had a concert on the night of your birthday, and you felt immensely happy then, but this time it felt different. You felt so special, so loved. It wasn’t a grand gesture that everyone awed at, it wasn’t an expensive gift, and you were ninety five percent sure none of your friends knew about his plans to surprise you (mainly because you knew they would’ve spilled the secret at some point had they known about it.)
This was something he did just for you. Not because people expected him to do something or because he wanted to show off, he did it because he wanted you to have a nice birthday, he wanted you to feel special. He wanted you to see how much you mean to him.
And you soon realized that it was very common for Yoongi to make you feel like that. Probably it was the way he spoke to you, always so lovingly and softly. Or the way he always listened to you whether it’s about the stupidest, dumbest topic to whatever’s been troubling you. Perhaps it was the way he held you, always so tenderly and close to him like you might slip away at any moment. Or maybe it was just him.
Maybe you felt like that because it was Yoongi, the man that had your heart swelling with warmth at the sight of his gummy smile. The man that was always there for you no matter how busy or tired he was. The man that always makes you laugh the hardest even on your worst days.
Shaking your head softly to get back to reality, you pushed yourself off the counter and walked a few steps towards him, arms wrapping around his waist and cheek squeezing against his back before you spoke. “Thank you for making my birthday so special.” You said softly, voiced a bit muffled by his clothes but loud enough for him to hear.
He tensed when he felt you pressed against his back, the plate in his hands almost slipping as he felt you hug his waist a bit tighter as you spoke, your words making him melt inside and visibly relax his muscles. “It’s nothing.” He said and you could hear the smile playing on his lips. “I actually wanted to do something fancier,” He sighed, remembering his previous plan. “But I couldn’t exactly cook a surprise meal without you noticing and I realized that a bit too late, so the best thing I could get was delivery pizza.”
“Pizza is fancy!” You protested, making him chuckle and shake his head. “It was perfect like this, Yoon.” You assured him, cheek going back to rest against his back. “I loved it.”
He hummed as a response, going to turn off the faucet before he turned around in your hold, the action making your arms around him loosen so you opted for just placing the palms of your hands on his hips, making enough space between you so you could properly look up at him.
“I’m glad you did.” He smiled softly down at you, wet hands coming up to cup your face, the coldness of them making you scrunch your nose. “I just wanted you to have a nice birthday.”
“It was more than nice.” You smiled, cheeks spilling over his fingers cutely as he squeezed them a bit, eliciting a soft whine from you that made him laugh.
“You’re so fucking cute, you know that?” Your smile grew wider at his words, the way his eyes travelled down your face to focus on your lips not going unnoticed by you.
Your eyes met once again, and your breath hitched when he looked back at your lips, pads of his thumbs drawing random shapes on the apples of your cheek. Your fingers softly squeezed his hips in an attempt to get him closer to you and your heart filled with warm anticipation when he took the tiniest step closer to you, your bodies now so close together you could feel his chest rise and fall against yours with each breath he took.
“Yoongi.” You whispered, he had to force himself to look away from your lips so he could meet your eyes, unconsciously leaning closer in the process. “Kiss me.” you said, barely audible as your eyes fluttered shut.
His hands slid down and rested against the side of your neck, fingertips pushing into the back of it so he could bring your face closer to his, a soft smile playing on his lips as his eyes ran over your soft features one last time. He found it cute how your eyelashes graced the slightly darker skin under your eyes and he couldn’t help but press a soft kiss to the tip of your button nose, and what he found the most endearing were your lips, chapped and slightly parted as they waited for his to rest against them.
Your hands squeezed his hips in anticipation as you felt him inch closer and closer until his lips finally met yours, your small sigh being swallowed by him as your lips moved in tandem with one another, his pillowy soft lips a contrast to your chapped ones.
Your heart soared with love, the warmth you had felt all night thanks to his gesture coursing through every single part of your body now that he was as close to you as you wanted him to be, and somehow that still wasn’t enough. You wanted him closer. You didn’t want to know where you ended and he started, you wanted to feel him as close to you as possible.
Your hands slid up his torso, all the way from his sides and chest to reach their final destination at the back of his neck, fingers playing with the longish hair at the back of his neck as you pulled away from each other, matching smiles first thing you see when you opened your eyes.
“Angel,” he called softly, smile never leaving his face as you tilted your head to the side, waiting for him to continue with a hum, “can I kiss you again?”
You chuckled at his silly question because of course you wanted him to kiss you again, in fact you couldn’t wait for him to do it so instead of answering, you went on your tippy toes and pressed your lips against him again, harder than before and he couldn’t help but groan in surprise.
His tongue ran along your bottom lip, shyly asking for permission to enter your mouth which you eagerly granted, fingers now running through his hair and making a mess out of it. He gently pushed your body back until your back hit the kitchen counter, kiss getting hungrier by the minute and his arms now caging you between the counter and himself. It didn’t take long for his large hands to wrap around your thighs, swiftly lifting you up and onto the counter, the cold marble against your warm skin making goosebumps appear on your legs which Yoongi just had to caress, going from your knees until the hem of your gym shorts and back a few times before he placed his hands on the low of your back, placing his body between your legs as he deepened the kiss once again.
You caged his bottom lip between your teeth, pulling back and only letting it go when you heard him groan and felt his hands squeeze the flesh of your hips, a proud smile forming on your face at his reaction. Instead of going back to kissing you, he kissed down your jaw until he was leaving wet kisses on your neck, the way his lips suckled on your sensitive skin making the fire in the pit of your stomach to intensify.
“Fuck.” You whispered when he grazed his teeth against your sweet spot, right at the juncture of your neck and shoulder.
Your legs hooked around his torso, feet hooking at his back to try and bring him closer and get some kind of friction where you needed it most, which had him smiling and going back to your lips. His hands sneaked under your big knitted sweater, fingers exploring the new land of exposed skin as you arched your back into his touch.
You pulled away from him, hands coming up to cup his face as you tried to catch your breath, and before speaking you wet your lips, his fingers ghosting the fabric of your bralette too distracting for you to speak. “Yoongi…” You managed to say, but the rest of your sentence got lost on the way out when two of his fingers slid under the fabric. He hummed to encourage you to continue, a small smirk on his lips at how he had you. You closed your eyes and leaned into him, forehead against his before you spoke again in a whisper. “I want you.”
His heart did a leap at your words, warmth rushing to every nerve ending in his body, thumb and index fingers coming to your chin as he spoke. “Look at me.” He whispered, waiting for you to open your eyes before speaking. “You have me,” He confessed, deeper meaning hidden in those simple three words. “I’m all yours, angel.” His eyes held nothing but truth and love as he spoke to you, and you couldn’t help but kiss him softly right then trying to tell him that you were his as well.
Because the truth is, you were his. Every fibre of your being was his, and you now knew nothing or anyone would change that anytime soon. You had never felt for anyone what you felt for Yoongi, and it was a bit shocking to think that because you thought you had loved before, but those times felt nothing like this. You used to think that love was needing to be around someone all the time because you were nothing without them, wanting to be their everything no matter what they took away from you. You thought love was giving away everything you had and more just so they could feel loved and not expect anything back.
Oh, how wrong you were to think love was supposed to feel like that.
You could see it clearly now;feel it. Love was supposed to make you feel free, wanted. Make you feel like you could do anything in the world, not because you knew they would be next to you through it all, but because if anything ever went wrong you could fall back on them and have them remind you that you can try again. Love was supposed to make you want to give someone the best of you, knowing that they will do the same. It was wanting to be close to someone because you knew they made you a better version of yourself.
Love was supposed to feel like how he made you feel, warm.
“I’m yours, Yoongi.” You whispered against his lips, his heart racing at the implication your words held.
You pressed your lips against his again, kissing him softly as you gathered the material of his sweater between your small fingers, lifting it up and breaking the kiss to take it off from him and throwing it somewhere on the kitchen floor. Lips chasing his, you let out a soft whine when he broke the kiss again, this time taking off the white shirt he had been left with, soft skin now uncovered for you eyes and fingers to discover.
As soon as his shirt joined his sweater on the floor, his hands were back under yours and against your skin spreading over your ribs as he tried to touch as much of you as possible while pulling your body closer to him. Your hands roamed his naked back, mind going hazy at the feeling of his muscles flexing under your fingertips at his every move.
When you both parted to catch your breaths he wasted no time in taking off your sweater, his eyes instantly dropping to your lace covered chest as his tongue ran along his lips at the sight, and you never thought he could get any hotter. He leaned down and started kissing your collarbone, plump lips leaving pretty red and purple marks on his way down to the valley of your breasts as his large hands started softly massaging your breasts, a loud moan escaping past your lips.
Your hands tangled in his hair once again, pulling on it to get him to come back up to kiss you, the groan that came from his throat going straight to your core. His fingers travelled up your back towards the hook of your bralette, swiftly undoing it as he bit your lip.
“You’re so pretty, angel.” He whispered, leaning down to press a soft kiss against your shoulder before he stepped back, admiring the now exposed skin of your chest as his hands rested against your hips, fingertips playing with the hem of your shorts. “So, so pretty.” He repeated, hands sliding down your sides and resting against the top of your thighs, and you instantly opened them a bit more, a chuckle leaving his lips as he looked down at them. “Is that where you want me?”
You only nodded at him, too captivated by the way his hungry eyes were focused on his fingers sliding under the fabric of your shorts and towards your inner thighs to even form a proper answer to his question. When he didn’t get one though, his hands stopped their movements and he looked up at you, dark orbs burning into yours and making you swallow hard.
Not once breaking eye contact, one of your small hands went to rest on top of his and pulled it closer and closer until it was right over your core, his fingers quickly accommodating to press against it, your eyelids fluttering shut at the light contact. “Please.”
He could feel himself twitch in his jeans at your action, at your soft plea. He couldn’t believe he had someone as hot and beautiful as you like this, eagerly waiting for him to touch them. He wasted no time in untangling your legs from his torso and pulling you closer to the edge of the counter, a small gasp leaving you at the unexpected movement, but he quickly swallowed it when he put his mouth on yours, messy kiss distracting you from the way he hooked his fingers to the hem of your shorts and pulled them down along with your panties, one of his arms going to wrap around your waist to lift you up and take them off of you the cold surface against your ass and center making you hiss into his lips, teeth going to softly bite at his lip in response.
He groaned into your lips, pushing your body off of his so he could trail his kisses down your jaw and to your neck, then lower to the valley of your breast until his lips wrapped around of of your hardened buds, the feeling of his wet tongue against your sensitive nipple enough to make you arch your back into him. His right hand landed on your other breast, fingers rolling the neglected nipple between them and adding to the pleasure pooling at the pit of your stomach.
“Yoongi…” Your moan of his name had his eyes looking up at you without detaching himself from your nipple, eyes almost rolling to the back of his head at the way soft pants left your swollen parted lips as you had your eyes screwed shut.
Your fingers were running through his dark hair, tugging on it with every flick of his tongue and you only stopped when your hand fell to his shoulder as he stood up, your eyes shooting open to look at him at the loss of contact, your body already missing his lips against your skin. He kissed your lips for a few seconds before he leaned down again, kissing against your stomach and all the way down to your thighs, where he stopped to look up at you, eyes wordlessly asking you for permission before he continued with his ministrations.
His hands were gently massaging your muscles as he waited for your answer patiently, and god your heart couldn’t get any bigger with adoration for the man between your legs. You can’t remember the last time someone had stopped and waited for your confirmation before continuing doing things to you and it was fucking hot. Of course all of your last partners had asked you for consent, but no one had been as considerate and soft as Min Yoongi, and you couldn’t help but look at him as if he had hung up the stars and moon in the sky at that moment.
Fingers softly caressing his cheek and jaw, dark orbs looking up to meet your own, you nodded. He matched your movement and kissed the inside of your thighs, two soft kisses on each one before grabbing one of your legs and putting it over his shoulder so he could get a clear view of your glistening sex, precum spilling out of his tip and staining his lightwash jeans at the sight.
“God, you’re so wet.” He whispered, his hot breath against your heat making shivers run up and down your spine. He then brought two long fingers towards your folds, shaping them like a ‘v’ so he could spread them open before dropping his head down and leaving a delicate kiss against your clit, making your legs twitch and try to close, but he pushed them back open with his free hand.
His lips wasted no time in wrapping around the bundle of nerves, sucking on it like a man starved and leaving you a moaning mess under him. His hand left your leg and travelled to right under where his mouth was, a gasp leaving your lips at the feeling of one of his fingers teasing your entrance. Your body shuddered as one of his fingers entered you, the digit sliding right in with how wet you were.
“Fuck.” You cursed under your breath, hand flying to the back of Yoongi’s head to ground yourself as he started pumping his finger in and out of you at a sinful pace. He added a second one and you threw your head back, the curling of his fingers touching that spongy spot inside you that had you seeing stars and your toes curling, the fire in the pit of your stomach spreading to the rest of your body and you could just feel how close you already were. “Yoongi, please.”
Your desperate moan had him groaning into your skin, the vibrations of the guttural sound he made only adding to your pleasure and your fingers pulled on his hair, the light sting on his scalp making his pace pick up, fingers curling inside you with every thrust making your mind go crazy at your approaching orgasm. His eyes looked up at you, cock twitching in his jeans at your head thrown back in pleasure he was giving you. He could tell you were close, he could tell that you were about to go over the edge, so he sucked on your clit harder, teeth lightly grazing it in a way that had your eyes rolling to the back of your head every now and again. He wanted to make you cum, he wanted to be the one to give you such intense pleasure that you couldn’t help but scream his name. He wanted to be the only one to ever make you feel this good. He wanted to be the only one who got to taste how sweet you are, the one to drink every single drop of your release before kissing you and making you his. He wanted to be the one for you, forever.
Or at least as long as you let him.
“Cum for me, angel.” He said against your clit, and your eyes screwed shut as his simple words pushed you over the edge, your orgasm hitting you in beautiful and strong waves that had your whole body tensing as your mouth released a loud cry of his name over and over again.
Yoongi continued fingering you through your release, helping you ride each wave with ease as he licked and swallowed your juices eagerly, not wasting one drop of it. Overstimulation was quickly settling in, especially whenever his tongue ran over your abused bundle of nerves, and soon you were pushing his head off of you and closing your legs against his torso as he stood up straight. He watched you try to catch your breath, chest rising and falling quickly in an attempt to get more oxygen into your lungs.
“I know I told you this like a hundred times already,” he started, mouth glistening with the release he didn’t care to clean off and fingers coming to fix the hair that was sticking to your forehead. “But you look really fucking pretty right now.” The smile that appeared on your face was enough to have him falling for you all over again.
Because being completely honest, there was no way that he could even lie to himself and say that he hadn’t fallen for you already when you were the only person he thought about all day, every day. He didn’t actually know when he had fallen for you, and to be fair he didn’t really care, he just knew that he had and he knew he wanted to be yours.
He wholeheartedly thought he would never feel for someone else the way he feels for you. Who else was going to make him feel warm all over just by hearing them say his name? Who else was going to make him want to give them the whole universe and more just so he could see them smile? Who else was going to make him feel on top of the world just by silently being wrapped up in their arms? Yoongi was sure there would never be someone else like you. So he kissed you, softly and with meaning, trying to tell you that he thought you were it for him. Trying to make you see that he was yours, even if you weren’t his; even if at the end of the day you were someone else’s.
“Yoon.” You whispered against his lips, he only hummed in response, too drunk off your taste to form a proper sentence. “Fuck me, please.”
He almost choked on his own spit, your request taking him by surprise, especially because you asked so softly and innocently that if he hadn’t heard the words correctly he would just assume you had asked him to cuddle. The hair at the back of his neck stood at the thought of being inside you, and his cock was fighting against the restraint of his jeans.
“Fuck.” He cursed under his breath when he felt your tiny hands against his buckle, playing around with it before pulling him closer by it. “Angel, you really are out of this world.” He groaned as you unbuckled it, fingers quickly going to the button of his jeans next. “Eager, aren’t we?” He teased, making you look up at him and pout, a small chuckle leaving his lips before he pecked yours.
“I just want you.” You pout again. Once again you had him twitching in his pants, god the hold you had on him was unbelievable.
“I want you too.” He said honestly, making you smile. “Just not here.” He looked around the kitchen and you chuckled, nodding in agreement. “Hold on.” He warned you, but it wasn’t enough for you to register what he was going to do next.
You let out a loud squeal when he lifted you up, your legs quickly wrapping around his torso and your arms around your neck as he started walking towards his bedroom, loud laughs being shared at your reaction.
He quickly opened the door to his bedroom, the lack of one arm around your body making you slide down a bit and you cling onto him harder making him quickly wrap his arm around your body again, securing it before kicking the door shut and walking towards his bed. Only when your back was safely pressed against the mattress did you let go of him, only enough so you could look at him properly though, a playful smile on your lips as you spoke.
“You know my legs work perfectly fine, right?” You chuckled, hands locked together at the back of his neck. “I could’ve walked myself to your room.”
He shook his head, hips pressing against yours to get some kind of friction against his cock, a slight groan coming from him at the action before he spoke with a smirk. “And where’s the romance in that?”
You beamed at him, head shaking in amusement as you lifted yourself on your elbows so you could press your lips against his. His hips started softly rocking against yours, the material of his jeans rough against your naked skin had you already gushing, leaving a clear damp spot on the fabric.
One of your legs wrapped around his torso, pushing him closer to you and you could just feel the outline of his dick pressing between your legs. Not once breaking the kiss, your hands found their way all the way down his chest and to the zipper of his jeans, quickly undoing it and trying to pull them down. With a soft bite on your lower lip, one of his hands joined your, helping you until both his pants and boxers were pooling around his knees. As your hands lightly wrapped around his member, he kicked the garments off of him, a hiss leaving his lips when you gave it an experimental squeeze.
Your hand slid up and down his dick slowly, enjoying the way his head had found place in the crook of your neck so you could hear every single sound of pleasure that came out of his pretty lips. You couldn’t help but feel proud at the way he was groaning and breathing heavily into your neck, because you were making him feel that good with just your hands.
“Shit, baby.” He moaned, your walls clenching around nothing at the pet name.
You looked down between your bodies as you pumped him with your hand a few more times before running his cockhead between your wet folds, you both moaning at your sexes finally coming into contact with each other. Your still sensitive clit was quickly sending waves of pleasure coursing through your body, and it only intensified when his tip teased your entrance, his hand going to replace your around his cock as he repeatedly pushed it in and out of you teasingly.
You whined, wanting nothing more than to feel him fill you up. “P-please.” He gave into your pleading and slowly pushed his cock inside you, your back arching off the mattress at the stretch. “Fuck.” You cried, nails leaving soft crescent moon shapes on Yoongi’s shoulder blades as he moved the tiniest bit, trying to get you accustomed to his size.
“Shit, you’re tight angel.” He said through gritted teeth, head falling to your shoulder as he fought his hardest against the urge to start thrusting into you.
It only took a few more moments for the slight pain to subside and the amazing pleasure to start, you moved your hips a bit, encouraging him to slide further inside your pussy as both your legs wrapped around his torso, allowing him to hit the most delicious spots within you.
Yoongi quickly set up an unforgiving pace, pulling almost all the way out before slamming back in, his tip hitting that sweet spot inside you with every single thrust. His lips were kissing up and down the column of your neck, sucking and nibbling on it until it was full of pretty red and purple marks.
You were seeing start by that point, the way he was ramming into you and the fact that you had already climaxed once before had your second orgasm approaching rapidly. Your nails slid down his back, digging into his skin as he fucked you, earning a guttural groan from him and you were sure the skin under your hands was a deep shade of red.
“Fuck, you’re clenching so hard, angel.” He moaned, the feeling of your velvety walls squeezing him time and time again making his thrusts get closer and closer together. “Are you close, baby? Is that it?” He asked you, and you didn’t have to answer for him to know that you were, the way your eyes were rolling into the back of your head and your incoherent words a tell tale sign of it.
You tried your hardest to ground yourself, hands coming to cup his cheeks and forcing him to look at you as you tried to speak. “K-kiss me.” You moaned loudly, eyes closing due to a particular hard thrust before opening them again. “Wanna c-cum kissing y-you.”
He almost came then and there at your words, hips visibly faltering in their movements as he leaned down to fulfill his angel’s request to kiss him. He slowed down noticeably, opting for deeper thrusts that matched the slow kiss and that had your toes curling and hands gripping his forearms.
“Cum for me, angel.” He said against your lips with a particular har thrust, the moan you let out being swallowed by him as he started kissing you again “Show me how beautiful you look when you cum.”
It only took a couple more deep thrusts for you to finally let go, the fire in the pit of your stomach spreading through your whole body and towards every single nerve ending in it, making it pulse and shake as your orgasm hit you. Your walls were clenching uncontrollably around Yoongi, back arching off the bed and into his chest as he continued thrusting into you to chase his own release, thrusts becoming sloppy as your moans of his name made him finally reach his orgasm, sliding as far into you as he could as his cock twitched inside you, rope after rope painting your velvet walls in his cum.
Only when both of you had come down from your highs did he break the kiss, eyes fluttering open to look at you, messy hair sticking to your forehead. He kissed one of your cheeks as he waited for you to open your eyes, then the other one and finally he pecked your lips, your eyes meeting his when he pulled away.
“So? Do I look pretty?” You teased, batting your eyelashes up at him.
He rolled his eyes and pecked your lips once again. “Extremely.” He answered honestly.
With a throaty groan he slipped out of you, a tired whine escaping you as he laid down right next to you on his side, head being supported by his hand. Your head turned around to look at him, a smile never leaving your face as your hand went up to caress his cheek.
“Thank you for making my birthday so special.” You said softly, eyes focused on the skin under your fingertips. “And thank you for always making me feel special.”
He grabbed your hand in his and kissed your palm softly before smiling down at you. “You are special.”
“You know what I mean.” You rolled your eyes playfully. “No one has ever made me feel like you do, Yoongi.” You said honestly, eyes looking deeply into his dark one as you watched his gummy smile make an appearance.
His heart swelled at your words. He never thought such simple words would bring him so much warmth and happiness, but here he was, beaming at your soft confession and hoping that it meant you wanted to be his like he wanted to be yours.
“Can I ask you something?” You said, breaking the comfortable silence to which he nodded and hummed waiting for you to continue. “Did you mean it?” He frowned down at you, not knowing what you meant. In any other case, and if he were any other person you’d be nervous to ask him this and you probably would have kept it to yourself, but this was Yoongi, you knew you could ask him anything without being judged. “You said you were all mine.” You started, fingers now mindlessly playing with his earring. “Did you mean it?”
He was caught off guard by your question. And it took him a couple seconds to remember when exactly he had said that, and when he did he smiled softly to himself. He could say that it was something he said in the heat of the moment, something you just say in a situation like that, but you were looking up at him with those big doe eyes of yours that he adored and he realized he just couldn’t lie to you about his feelings. How could he ever lie about them when he was sure anyone could see right through him when it came to you.
He took a deep breath and answered honestly. “Yeah, I meant it.” He nodded along to his words, “I mean it.” He corrected himself.
“Really?” You asked, voice barely over a whisper.
“Yes, really.” He chuckled. “I’m yours.” He nodded again. “I don’t expect you to feel the same way, to be honest. I know you’ve had feelings for Taehyung for a while and I know feelings like that are hard to get over. But I didn’t want to lie to you, because I do have feeling for you and-”
You quickly cut him off, your words taking him off guard for the third time that night. “I’m yours too.” You giggled at the way his eyebrows raised in surprise. “I used to have feelings for Taehyung, yes. And honestly part of me always will, but I’m yours.” You added to your previous confession. “I know that sounded a bit weird, but what I meant is that I was someone different before I met you, as cliché as that sounds.” You chuckled before continuing, Yoongi listening to your every word with a soft smile on his lips. “And part of that ‘old me’ is liking Taehyung. New me wants you. I want to be with you, Yoongi.” You smiled up at him, “I know this isn’t the typical super romantic confession, but it’s me.”
“So this is a confession now?” He teased you, making you pout and softly hit his bicep.
“Don’t be mean, I’m saying I have feelings for you.” You whined.
He only chuckled and leaned down to press a long soft kiss to your plump lips, happiness pouring out of him in the way he cupped your cheek. You kissed back, your hand resting on top of his before you smiled into the kiss. “I want to be with you too, angel.”
“Hey, just because I didn’t do the whole romantic confession thing doesn’t mean you can’t do it.” You pouted, arms crossing over your naked chest. He watched your actions in amusement. “What happened to Mr. ‘Where’s the romance’?” He threw his head back at that, laughing loudly as you continued to playfully pout at him.
“I was starting my romantic confession when you cut me off, you brat.” He chuckled, pinching your side softly before speaking again. “Wasn’t me telling you I’m yours not romantic enough for you?”
You hummed in response, a big yawn taking over your features as the exhaustion caught up to you. “That was really cute, I’ll give that to you.” You whispered.
Seeing your tired state, he quickly got up from the bed quickly putting his boxers back on and heading towards the bathroom. Head lying comfortably on one of his pillows, you turned to your side, ignoring the sticky mess between your thighs in order to whine and ask why he had disappeared, you quickly grabbed your phone and quickly sent a message to your best friend. He only shook his head with a smile at your antics, quickly wringing out the excess water on the cloth before walking back into his room, watching how you put your phone back on the bedside table as soon as he came into view.
“Let’s get you cleaned up so we can go to bed.” He said softly when he saw your eyes were closed, giving your legs light taps as he waited for you to spread them. “Were you texting someone?” He asked, completely focused on cleaning your thighs and lips as gently as he could.
Chuckling at his innocent question, you answered with a nod. “Minie. He’s been telling me for weeks that you had feelings for me and I brushed him off every single time, I had to tell him he was right.”
He nodded with a soft chuckle. “Jin hyung’s been telling me the same thing and I didn’t believe him either.” Once he was sure he had cleaned you up well, he threw the towel in the direction of the bathroom, making a mental note to pick it up and put it in the washer before he went to work the next morning. “He was always telling me I should just confess. I should text him too.” He chuckled.
He walked back towards the bed, clean shirt in his hands as he approached you and helped you put it on, leaning down to kiss your forehead once you were done. He climbed in next to you, pulling the covers over the both of you as you cuddled into his side, his arms wrapping around you giving your now cold body some much needed warmth.
“You should’ve listened to him.” You whispered, another big yawn leaving you as you got comfortable against his chest, eyes already heavy with sleep. “Good night, Yoon.”
He kissed the crown of your head softly before closing his own eyes, happiness blooming in his heart as he spoke. “Good night, angel.”
✧•✧•✧
The next morning you woke up cold, hands clinging onto the duvet in order to keep yourself warm. You lazily extended your arm, searching for your usual source of warmth during your cold mornings: Yoongi, but you opened your eyes in disappointment when you realized that he was no longer in bed. With a groan and a slight pout, you sat up, taking your phone from the nightstand and looking at the time.
“Already?” You whined when you saw ‘10:38 AM’ on it.
With your stomach begging for food and your body craving some cuddles from Yoongi, you got out of bed and walked towards your suitcase, pulling out some socks and quickly putting them on before throwing a big hoodie over your head as you walked out.
The whole apartment was dead silent, the only thing being heard were your footsteps against the hardwood floor. The door to his studio was wide open, the bright morning sun shining through the big windows and hurting your eyes as you peeked inside only to find it empty. You walked into the livingroom and the only thing you saw were yours and his clothes from the night before folded neatly on the couch, your cheeks heating up at the thought of last night.
“Yoongi?” You called, finally walking into the kitchen but it was also empty.
You looked around it with a small pout, and your eyes quickly fall upon a piece of paper with words scribbled on it. You took a few steps closed and picked it up, a big smile forming on your lips when you recognized Yoongi’s messy handwriting and saw your name at the top of the note.
‘I really didn’t want to leave you today but I had some meetings at work that I just couldn’t miss. Trust me I’d rather be cuddling you right now.
I left breakfast ready for you, it’s in the microwave.
Text me when you wake up, okay? I really want to talk to you
P.S. btw you’re really cute when you’re sleeping <3’
Note still in hand you walked back into his bedroom, quickly grabbing your phone once again and typing him a message as you walked to the kitchen to get your breakfast.
[10:42 AM – To: yoongi]: just woke up and saw your note,, i completely forgot you had work early today, sorry about that :( also,, thank you for breakfast, yoon
[10:43 AM – To: yoongi]: what do you want to talk about?
: well,,, this was way longer than i wanted it to but,,, ahh i love it so much honestly…… let me know what you thought
Yoongi has never been nervous in his entire life. He’s usually more of a mellow type of a guy who doesn’t like to show any emotion.
Walking to the library two girls from Kappa Alpha were checking him out. He knew they were, he always knew they were. He wasn’t like Taehyung or used to be Jungkook where they get excited over trivial things like that.
“Hey Yoongi,” both of the girls giggled waving at him.
Yoongi continued walking not giving them the time of day. He came here for one thing and one thing only. More like one person and one person only. The girls gasped at his reaction displeased with it.
Yoongi looked at the front desk and noticed it was only YN. Sana nowhere to be seen. Yoongi sighed in relief that Sana wasn’t there. Knowing YN would just treat him like any other student who just needed help at the library. He knew how she felt about people knowing about their situationship.
“Hi can I get some assistance.”
You looked up from your book and saw it was Yoongi. You rolled your eyes upon bud arrival.
“No,” you deadpanned going back to reading your book. Yoongi reached over the desk and grabbed the book from you.
“That was rude,” You commented. “Let’s hangout,” Yoongi smiled.
You rolled your eyes at him and stood up to get away from him,“Like I said I have plans with Sana.”
Yoongi followed you around as you went around the rows of the library trying to see if anyone misplaced any books anywhere.
“Cmon peaches I drove here just for you and even smiled at you what more do you want from me,” he whined.
You shook your head at him not wanting to give him the attention he wanted.
“Yoongi you look like a creep trying to follow me around like this.” “Peaches I just want to hangout with you. We don’t ever hangout.”
You grabbed a book from the shelf knowing it didn’t belong there at all you exhaled knowing it belonged to the other side of the library. “What’s in it for me?” you asked.
“We can get hot pot together,” He answered. “Look Yoongi I don’t have money right now to hangout.”
“I can pay for you,” he suggested earning and unimpressed groan from you. “I don’t need you paying for me.”
“Ok well we could just hangout.”
Once again you shook your head at his failed attempt trying to get you to spend some time with him.
“Please,” Yoongi pleaded grabbing your hand. Which caused your heart to race a million times faster than normal. You felt your cheeks heating up so you turned away from him. “Fine,” You mumbled. Yoongi grinned at your response finally able to convince you to go out with him.
“Let me just text Sana first.”
Every time you were in his car you were always in awe. His car was a luxury car which he probably got recently from his parents too. You weren’t used to something like this your mom barely got a new car and it’s nothing to fancy and your dad has been driving the same car he’s had for years because he refuses to give up on it. His car even has leather seats with seat warmers which has your mind blown
Yoongi parks at a cliff that showcases the city lights. With him turning off his car you shivered feeling the cool autumn air envelop the area. You just had to forget your sweater today.
“Are you off to murder me,” You joked.
Yoongi shook his head, but you watched as he tried to reach something from the back. Your heart race fearing he might actually kill you. You grabbed the door handle trying to open it, not wanting to die at this moment.
“What are you doing?” Yoongi now confused as to why you were freaking out in his car. You turned to see he has a blanket.
“I thought you were going to kill me,” You sighed in relief knowing your life wasn’t going to end at this instant. Except the only murderous thing that’s happening right now is the death glare he’s giving you.
You laughed at the way he was reacting to you“What? You were about to grab something from the back and you took me to this cliff. Who knows you might be some unknown killer?”
“YN I was grabbing you a blanket. Please and if I was murdering anyone it wouldn’t be you.”
You were hesitant to grab the blanket from him. It got you curious why he had that in his car. It’s kind of a random that he has it in your opinion. Yeah you’ve been in his car, but it’s not like you actually looked in the back to see what he has in there. You never bothered to anyways his car was clean, so you just assumed there was nothing special in the back. Who knows who’s used that blanket before.
He was still holding the blanket and rolled his eyes when he noticed you were giving him a weird look.
“What now?” he complained.
“I don’t know what you’ve done with that blanket or who you’ve done with that blanket.”
“Listen I have a blanket because I left it at the recording studio. It’s my favorite one too so you’re lucky I’m letting you borrow it,” He defended himself giving up and just wrapping the blanket around you.
You guys stayed quiet and didn’t bother saying anything to each other causing you to just go on your phone. You didn’t mean to be rude, but why did he even bother asking you to hangout if he wasn’t going to talk to you anyways. It’s not like you hated Yoongi, but you guys aren’t anything
“Soooooo. How are you?” Yoongi said.
“Fine.” “Why are you being difficult. I’m just trying to be friendly to you,” Yoongi sighed in defeat.
“No reason. Ok. But back to who you’d murder. I have a feeling it’s Remi or Jungkook they’re pretty annoying,” You said completely ignoring how he’s defeated which made Yoongi rolled his eyes at your comment.
“What’s up with you trying to insult them when they’re not even here to defend themselves?”
Looking at him and just hearing the tone of his voice signaled that you hit a nerve.
“I’m sorry I’m not the biggest fans of them,” You mumbled.
“That doesn’t mean you have to insult them. They’re still my friends at the end of the day.”
“Ok fine I won’t talk about them,” You said rolling your eyes.
“YN I enjoy your presence but you’re being dismissive of my feelings. I already asked you once not to talk about them like this and you still continue to do it,” Yoongi’s once quiet state was no disrupted with the sudden rudeness that came out of you.
“It’s hard not to talk about them. Everyone else does it and it’s not like you don’t complain about them you
do it on social media,” You tried to defned your case one why you acted that way trying not the upset him even more.
Yoongi scratched his head and let out a sigh that you knew was more of a huff. He took one of your hand and looked at you to say “That’s because they’re my friends our friends do it as a joke. At the end of the day only we can do it.”
“I promise I won’t do it again if it really bothers you that much,” You caved in seeing that it mattered to him a lot.
Yoongi was not one to show emotions but seeing him like this showed it was a sensitive topic. As much as you didn’t like his friends you have to respect him still. Even if he doesn’t show his emotions it doesn’t mean Yoongi is heartless.
If anything you were in the wrong. Hes the one that invited you to do something with hi, but you not only rejected it but you’ve just been rude the whole time. Instead of talking to him you just went on your phone. Then you go off to insult his friends like it was nothing. You were better than this, but you just let your pride get in the way of you again.
“I’m sorry for how the way I’m acting and being rude to you,” You apologized.
Yoongi gave you a puzzled look and asked, “No snarky comment?”
“No I didn’t realize I was being rude to you this whole night until now and I’m sorry. You just wanted us to be friends and you’ve been nice to me this whole time, but I’m just being rude,” You admitted.
“You’re ok YN I understand. You’re right about us not really knowing each other so I get why it’s awkward. I should’ve brought you out to eat instead of here. I’m sorry,” Yoongi replied.
You were too caught up in trying to avoid him that you didn’t actually admire the view. The place may look suspicious with it being empty, but you couldn’t lie this place was beautiful. It outlooked the city. You always admired the city, but sometimes it was too much for you. Sometimes it’s nice to take a step back from all the craziness and the people that the city had to offer. You gasped seeing the stars. This spot really did outline lights which you normally wouldn’t get anywhere else
With the silence and you lost in your thoughts. Yoongi was admiring you. How the night light was only shining you up; it was outlining your beauty. Yoongi always knew you were an intelligent girl, but you were also beautiful. No one compares to your beauty. It was natural and he knew he was getting in deep.
“Yeah I go up here a lot when I want to be left alone. You’re actually the first person I brought up here,” Yoongi said breaking the silence.
Knowing that made your heart swell. Yoongi may have been, in your opinion, nicer than his friends, but that doesnt mean he’s still not a frat guy. You’ve heard stories about not just his friends but him too. As much as you know he scolds his friends for mistreating girl just by sleeping with them and kicking them out it doesn’t mean hes any different.
You joked with him, “what not even your flavor of the month.”
It wasn’t really a joke it was your jab at his heartbreaking ways. He may not sleep with a girl or two every week like some of his friends, but that doesn’t mean he didn’t have his flings. He was the one known to have a new girl every month. His sneaky links only last a month until he gets tired of them. He’s not very committed is what you heard. You yourself don’t know why you agreed to this arrangement.
Yoongi rolled his eyes at your jab and said, “Really you’re going to call me out like that. I just said you’re the only girl I brought here.”
“What I’m just saying the truth about your monthly new girl.”
Yoongi leaned closer to your seat and place his other hand on your cheek and rubbed it. He took a strand of your hair and placed it behind your ear. You may have been intimate but this was different it was a different kind of closeness.
Yoongi leans to your ear and whispers, “Like I said peaches. You’re the only girl I’ve brought up here. We’ve been sleeping around since summer so I don’t want to hear any of you flavor of the month bs.”
“T-thank you for bringing me here,” You stuttered.
Yoongi leaned back to look at you, he smirked at your reaction. You were loss for words with the way he’s acting. He liked that reaction out of you though. You always had a snarky comment.
“Cat got your tongue,” Yoongi grinned. The cat literally did get your tongue. That cat being Yoongi.
Yoongi may be a quiet man who is very selective of who he speaks with, but he knows how to make a girl nervous. Which honestly shouldn’t surprise you. He’s introverted there’s no doubt in that, him being a flirt and cheeky will catch anyone off guard. Maybe he was the one that taught the younger ones how to work their way through the ladies.
“So what do you do up here?” You asked finally finding the courage to speak.
“Whenever I have writers block or just need inspiration or get away from all the chaos I go here and write new music or just admire the view. And I always turn my phone off. Technology is great don’t get me wrong. However, getting away from all the social media and this is better for you mentally.”
Hearing the no phones off instantly made you turn red. You were embarrassed. Yeah you have been rude this whole time and you used your phone too when he has a new technology rule. It’s not your fault though. He didn’t even tell you about his rule.
“Sorry. For being on my phone,” You apologized.
“No you’re all good.”
“So if we’re going to keep hanging out like this and be friends. Do you at least want to tell me about you besides the fact that you’re made of daddy’s money and you’re a rapper?” you asked.
Yoongi smiled at your question. It warmed his heart knowing that you wanted to take your friendship out of the bedroom now. He wanted to see you besides the sheets and it’s slowly coming true for him.
“Alright peaches you better be ready for a long story of my life.”
↝ Min Yoongi is part of the fraternity Alpha Sigma Chi notorious for sleeping around campus. Not only is he frat guy, he is also AgustD, a rapper that just got signed with HYBE. He has always given people advice about their love lives, but when will he start listening to his own advice about chasing the love of his life↜
↝Min Yoongi is part of the fraternity Alpha Sigma Chi notorious for sleeping around campus. Not only is he frat guy, he is also AgustD, a rapper that just got signed with HYBE. He has always given people advice about their love lives, but when will he start listening to his own advice about chasing the love of his life ↜
Part 0.5 Weebs or whatever (YN & Friends) instagram
〖Rapper!Yoongi x Nerd!Reader〗
↝Min Yoongi is part of the fraternity Alpha Sigma Chi notorious for sleeping around campus. Not only is he frat guy, he is also AgustD, a rapper that just got signed with HYBE. He has always given people advice about their love lives, but when will he start listening to his own advice about chasing the love of his life↜
↝Min Yoongi is part of the fraternity Alpha Sigma Chi notorious for sleeping around campus. Not only is he frat guy, he is also AgustD, a rapper that just got signed with HYBE. He has always given people advice about their love lives, but when will he start listening to his own advice about chasing the love of his life↜
Part 0.0 Yoongi’s Minions (Yoongi & Friends) instagram
〖Rapper!Yoongi x Nerd!Reader 〗
↝Min Yoongi is part of the fraternity Alpha Sigma Chi notorious for sleeping around campus. Not only is he frat guy, he is also AgustD, a rapper that just got signed with HYBE. He has always given people advice about their love lives, but when will he start listening to his own advice about chasing the love of his life ↜
Part 0.0 Yoongi’s Minions (Yoongi & Friends) Twitter
〖Rapper!Yoongi x Nerd!Reader 〗
↝Min Yoongi is part of the fraternity Alpha Sigma Chi notorious for sleeping around campus. Not only is he frat guy, he is also AgustD, a rapper that just got signed with HYBE. He has always given people advice about their love lives, but when will he start listening to his own advice about chasing the love of his life↜
↝Min Yoongi is part of the fraternity Alpha Sigma Chi notorious for sleeping around campus. Not only is he frat guy, he is also AgustD, a rapper that just got signed with HYBE. He has always given people advice about their love lives, but when will he start listening to his own advice about chasing the love of his life↜
「Pairing 」 Rapper!Yoongi x Nerd!Reader
「Genre 」 Social Media AU, Fluff, Angst,
「warnings 」 Mild Language and talks about sex
「A/N」 I’m back with another smau but for our beloved character from Just Friends Yoongi. Let me know if you want to be on the taglist
an ⋮ hello, i hope you all enjoy this chapter! tell me your thoughts? make sure you’re al taking good care of yourselves! and a small correction: more embarrassing than**** your tummy grumbling..”
an ⋮ a lot of confessions… half of them are just jokes obvs but did any of y’all ever see that coming?!?!?!? i think i made it kinda hard yet so obvious at least on hoseok’s side… who knows tho lol. thank you for being patient with me though, i’ve fallen behind on posting im sooooorrry. anyway, gimme ur thoughts? i love talking to y’all, y’all cool ash
an ⋮ hahahahah they are finally coming back together! also, i lowkey wanted to make this a little more angsty (and there will still be wtf moments) but you know what? fuck angst! fluff is where it’s at … i was also listening to cute songs so i physically couldn’t handle bad scenes… don’t judge me…
The bar was sleek, a prim employee standing behind it, creating fruity drinks for a few girls giggling with a singer you recognized. The entire back wall was filled with bottles of the most expensive drinks known to mankind. Bottles of whiskey, tequila, vodka— every kind and it overwhelmed you, unsure of what is in your budget for the night.
“Would you like something to drink?” The sudden voice of the bartender makes you look up, straightening up your posture.
“I don’t suppose you have some soju?” It’s a half joke, and you’re glad he catches on.
“I don’t suppose you have some soju?” It’s a half joke, and you’re glad he catches on.
He chuckles softly, “the cheapest on the menu is the margarita.”
You let out a sigh of relief, “thank god. Could I get one of those?”
“Of course,” he sends you a kind smile. “Coming right up.” The man turns away, focusing on making your drink, letting your eyes continue to run about the place.
The walls of the place are a sleek dark brown, no indentation or scratch anywhere. There were a few pieces dangling down from the ceiling, creating such a glittery light that you found captivating. It was fairly quiet, only some individuals speaking to one another, a few laughs when the conversation turned funny. It was a pleasant place.
You’re turning your body back to the bartender when your eyes latch onto a familiar figure. Walking towards you is the man you had held so near and dear to your heart for so long. The man you had stalked on Twitter, smiling bright as you came across a selfie with his gummy or bored smile. He looked the same, besides the slight rocker aesthetic he had in high school. His hair wasn’t sticking out in every direction, rather, it sat at the top of his head, shiny and fluffy. He didn’t wear the dark eye makeup he wore either, face smooth and fresh.
But his eyes. They were the same. They creased up when he sent you a smile, like all those times you two hung out in your bedroom and he laughed at your silly antics. The times you stood across the student body, nervous to give a speech, and he managed to help you relax with that damned smile. The one you felt yourself melting under as he stood across from you.
“Yoongi.” Your own smile is bright as you pick yourself up off the chair. He doesn’t say anything, rather, his eyes are trailing about your face, trying to take you in. He doesn’t seem to believe it’s real either, overwhelming feelings from the past rushing at the both of you. It’s not resentment like you had thought it would be, it was nothing but happiness and excitement. Taking things into your own hands, you wrap your arms around his figure, his cold leather jacket pushed up against you.
He doesn’t hesitate wrapping his own arms around you, chin laying atop of your head, taking you in completely. “It’s been so long.” He mumbles, feeling his chest rumble with every word.
“It has.” Your voice is shaky, with nerves and slight fear. You feel absolutely insane for loving being in his hold. It was if the two of you weren’t parted for ten years, getting back to where you last were before it went wrong. It was unbelievable how much of a hold he still had on you.
You hesitantly pull away, sitting back down onto your seat as Yoongi takes the one right beside you.
“You look the same.” You begin. “You’re just missing that messy hairstyle and eyeliner.”
“That was a look,” he laughs, thinking back to his high school days. “My mom was so happy when I grew out of that phase.”
“It was cute.” You smile at him, grabbing the drink that had been placed for you. “Had all the girls swooning.”
He scoffs with a laugh, “you and I both know no one swooned over me. They were all scared of me.”
“Aw come on,” you tease. “They wouldn’t ask you out but they definitely looked for too long when you walked by.”
“Hmm, I’m not sure I believe you.”
“Why would I lie?”
“To stroke my ego?”
“I know, you know I don’t need to stroke anything, your ego is through the roof.”
He shakes his head, “me? Never.”
“Oh, really? Mr. Tongue Technology rapping about all the designer stuff he has.”
“Hey, I worked for that designer, you bet your ass I’m gonna rap about it.”
You can’t help but laugh at his childish demeanor. Despite the tough persona he put on, he was still the introverted Yoongi who liked stuffed bears on his bed and his mom to cut up his fruit.
When you first met him, he had cozied up to you almost immediately. Hoseok liked to joke that you’d end up dating in middle school, to which you both declined, blushing messes. Nevertheless, you two continued sticking to one another like glue — as did the others. It wasn’t until the summer going into freshman year that Hoseok’s premonition came true.
Thinking back, you weren’t even sure how it happened. One second, you were at camp, sitting at a bench with Yoongi during study hour. The next, you found your lips pressed to his. It was awkward, a stale kiss that barely had any passion, but the two of you learned together because soon after, your relationship was set. A true best friend to lovers trope that you liked to read growing up.
Only there wasn’t a happy ending. You didn’t end up together, time passed, heartbreaks healed and now, you were sitting at a bar, chatting about the happenings in each other’s lives. You weren’t married to him like you thought you would be at eighteen, you didn’t own a house with him, you didn’t have kids with him — you had nothing with him. Nothing but the hope of rekindling your many years of friendship.
Yoongi managed to convince you he’d pay for drinks, and scolded the bartender (who he’s friends with) for scaring you with the prices. In a more sarcastic way than snobby, he assured you it wouldn’t make a dent in his wallet. Hesitantly, you gave in, drinking the same expensive thing he did.
Now, you’re 28 years old. You’re not the most lightweight, years of experience piling up, but the quality must have been amazing, the mood turning lighter the more the two of you drank. Your bodies drew closer to one another, laughing over another story of yours from New York and your previous coworkers. What seemed to get to you the most wasn’t how good he looked or how sweet his smile was (although they do play a hand.). It was how enthralled he was on you. He watched your lips move as you spoke fervently about something you found fascinating. He nods, telling you to keep going, eyes not leaving you once.
And you’re weak. You’re a weak, weak person for the guy you hadn’t wanted to let go in the first place. He was so sweet and he was the same Yoongi you knew and loved, only much more attentive. It was exactly what you wanted from him to begin with.
Perhaps it was also the fact that you hadn’t slept with anyone in such a long time, but god, you wanted him badly. And you had to be an idiot to miss the way he wanted you just as much.
It’s how the two of you ended up in his huge apartment, dragging each other’s clothes off as hastily as possible. Your lips connected once free, toppling onto his all too big of a bed. You only pull away when you pull on your own hair, a loud laugh coming from the two of you at the awkward moment. But it doesn’t deter you, rather, it fuels you further.
Heart full, laughing at any awkward exchange, you two share a night that could either make or break your shared futures.
！ ׅ࣪ ✰︬ ࣪ ׅ ☺︎ ׅ ࣪ ♡ ⃝ ࣪ ׅ ᵎᵎ
an ⋮ i was going to write smut but im so frustrated with everything i write that i had to scrap it or i’d embarrass myself but thank you for reading! i know ppl sometimes read smau’s for the quick read which is why there will only be like a max of one of two written portions throughout the story! gimme ur thoughts! talking to u about my series motivates me a ton, so don’t be shy to talk to me! love u, take care, besitos!
an ⋮ hello, im super sorry this is late! life has been a little busying and i didn’t have much time to write, i apologize! but here it is! hearing y’all’s feedback motivates me a lot, so don’t be afraid to talk to me! and can we pls pretend those dms are tinder chats? i didn’t have a layout LMAO SORRY!!!
