Kpop Fanfics.

I sat on my two-seater couch scrolling through Instagram and seeing all those couple pics which made me sigh repeatedly, wishing I had someone sitting next to me on the couch. I opened up a game on my phone to distract myself from worry that keeps coming back to me. Let me explain why I’m worried.

Two weeks ago, I decided to sign up to be the makeup artist and hairstylist for BTS, a famous male Korean group. I specialized in makeup and signed up because I mean, why not? If they chose me, they would call this week but I can’t help but feel a bit depressed because I might not get it or MAY NOT get the job unless I had a lot of luck. It’ll be a dream if I get to be their makeup artist. I sighed again and went to shower to cool off my hot head.

I hummed their recent song, Blood, sweat and tears and remembering how Jimin, my bias danced so sexy and looking at the camera passionately. 

“Ugh, I need to stop.” I whispered to myself. In the midst of showering, I heard a phone call, I groaned wondering who could it be, obviously not BigHit Entertainment. I hurriedly get out of the bathroom and answered the phone.

“Hello?” I said, not looking at the caller ID.

“Hello, Miss (L/N)? This is BigHit Entertainment, you’ve been selected to be BTS’ hairstylist.” I was shocked, so shocked I couldn’t answer but stare at the ground, not blinking at all. Is this a prank? Did they really choose me? I can’t believe it.

“Miss  (L/N)?” A female voice snapped me out of my thoughts. I hurriedly answered.

“Uh, yes!” I shouted because I’m excited, who wouldn’t be? She told me to pack my bags with the necessary items and clothing I would need. She would send the plane ticket to Korea tomorrow and a person to guide me to BigHit Ent. Still unbelievable isn’t it?

Tomorrow is finally here and I still couldn’t comprehend what was happening but it’s a good thing that’s happening so no need to worry. I lived by myself but I called my parents to tell them what happened and they were happy for me. I arrived at the airport in Korea and saw my guide, who held a board that had my name written on it. I walked up to the male and he greeted me.

“(Y/N)? Nice to meet you, I’m your guide Minhyuk.” he greeted with a smile. He spoke English fluently even though he was Korean, he pronounced his words very well. He opened the door of a black van and I entered. We had a conversation, knowing each other better and I even practiced my Korean with him. We were soon in front of BigHit Entertainment. It was a huge building and had so much floors and you couldn’t help agape at the wonderful sight.

Minhyuk opened the door for me and led me to the inside of the place I’ve been wanting to enter for so long. Minhyuk couldn’t help but chuckle at my expressions and comforted me saying, “Don’t worry, the staff is pretty friendly here.” I calmed my breathing and met with the Director/Boss of the company.

He welcomed me and explained a few rules of the company. He told me how much is my pay and praised my abilities and of course, I was a blushing mess. The one rule that was bothering me a bit though, which was to wear gloves when putting on their makeup because they can pick up germs easily and I must be careful. At the same time, I was relieved because I have sweaty palms and it’s really embarrassing.

“You can meet the members and introduce yourself, don’t be so stiff.” he said and laughed, ensuring me not to be worried. 

“Thank you so much for accepting me! I’ll do my best.” I bowed and made a vow. I left the room with a smile and proceeded to go to my room and pack my stuff. I entered room number “13″ and my eyes widened at the big, spacy, fancy room. It already had a huge couch set, a queen sized bed and a flat screen t.v with a bathroom and toilet. I only had to pack my clothes and the other items I brought with me. Suddenly, there was a knock at the door, wiping the sweat off my forehead, I proceeded to open the door. Not believing the beautiful figure before me, I felt like screaming internally but I had to keep my cool.

“So you’re our new hair stylist and makeup artist?” a sweet voice said, belonging to my one and only love bias. I immediately pushed out my hand, which was a bit sweaty but at least I had respect.

“My name is (F/N) (L/N) nice to meet you and I look forward to working with you.” I smiled and he shook my hand and smiled also but I saw a change in his smile a second ago but that was maybe my imagination. I hurriedly let go of his hand, feeling a bit embarrassed.

“Well I have to go meet the members now..”he awkwardly said but I nodded my head and tried to keep my smile, which might be looking so forced right now.

“Look forward to working with you too.” He did his signature grin and left while I silently felt attacked. The next day was the first day of my job, I put on my gloves and motivated myself to do good and not to be nervous.

“(F/N), Jungkook is waiting for his makeup to be done.” a female staff member said to me, she was gorgeous and all the male staff had their eyes on her, no wonder why. I met the other members yesterday, all of them were friendly but Jungkook was a bit shy and we didn’t really exchange much words but Namjoon spoke to me in English which was easier for me, Jin shared his food with me, surprisingly, Taehyung flashed grins at me, Hoseok did funny dances and Yoongi fell asleep on the sofa after I introduced myself and well, I already met Jimin.

I prepared the makeup needed for Jungkook and started doing his makeup. His eyes were closed as I did his eyeliner and you couldn’t help but admire his face, it was handsome. I then went to his cute lips and applied lip balm first and put a bit of red lip tint making it look irresistible. You were proud of your makeup skills and handed him a mirror. He looked shocked and smiled, “You’re better than the last makeup artist.” he said softly. He looked so innocent flashing his bunny teeth at me but from Bangtan bomb videos, he’s so not innocent but I smiled anyways and thanked him. 

There were three makeup artists, we all had to do two members makeup each but I had one extra. Jungkook, Jin and Jimin. I had to do Jimin’s makeup next and I was more nervous than anything. I walked up to his seat and started doing his makeup as I propped I gloved hands gently against his handsome face. I put on the foundation carefully and his eyeliner on his lid and then slightly contouring his sharp jawline. I then went to his soft, plump lips and applying the pink lip tint with the brush, wishing it was your bare finger applying it to his lips. Finally I was done, and he opened his eyes, the blue contact lenses staring into my soul. My heart thumped like drums as I stared at my work. I handed him the mirror, and his eyes widened slightly as he said,

“You made me look more sexier than I am.” I blushed at his words as he admired himself in the mirror. 

“You’re already sex-” I said without thinking and covered my mouth. What was I going to say to a pop idol’s face?? 

“What were you going to say?” he asked feigning innocence as he smirked.

“N-Nothing.” I stuttered, turning around to do Jin’s makeup. After I was done, I heaved a breath of relief. I was so tired, mentally tired and happy that I did BTS’ makeup. It was a dream come true.

After months of working, almost a year, I pretty much got used to working and doing their makeup with ease. I also had normal conversations with the members, especially Jimin. On his breaks, he came to talk to you about lots of things, like why I decided to be a makeup artist and where I lived and so on. It made me happy that my bias talked to me and he was right next to me at those times, and I am overly conscious of everything I do, making sure not to screw up anything.

It’s that time, the MAMA awards and you had to make BTS more attractive than they are, black eyeliner it is! They finally won a Daesang and I couldn’t be more happy for them, they worked extremely hard and I was such a fan girl when they randomly practiced their dances everywhere.

I was in the middle of doing Jimin’s makeup, applying the black eyeliner and smiling at the amazing result, they all looked good in it, especially Jimin and Taehyung. Every member’s sex appeal raised to level 100 and I couldn’t be more proud. I reached his irresistible lips and applied pink lip tint, not too pink but just right. I told him to open his mouth a little and I applied more and spread it evenly with the brush, secretly appreciating his white teeth and minty breath. Out of nowhere, Jimin put his hand over mine and I could feel the heat of his skin, even through the glove. 

“What are you doing?” I tried to ask calmly but failing, sounding anxious. Good one, (F/N). He stared into my eyes which made me blush and I looked away without thinking and moved my hand. He quickly grabbed it and pulled my body closer towards him. 

“You shouldn’t wear these gloves anymore.” He said, still staring at me.

“Huh? Why? I have to.” I replied, becoming more confused. He slowly started removing my gloves and I felt my hands becoming clammy and gulped nervously. He touched my bare hands and I felt a sting of electricity at the skin contact, can things get any better? He put my fingers on his beautiful face and said,

“You have such beautiful, slender fingers. Your hands feel so cold, it’s a great feeling right now, I even feel it through your gloves.” I couldn’t believe he just complimented me. Park Jimin compliment my sweaty hands, oh my God. He then put my index finger on his lips, it felt softer than I expected and my heart wasn’t going to survive this. Is this what heaven feels like? 

“I want you to touch me with your bare hands, (F/N) ” He said with a husky voice, nothing like I’ve heard before and I saw a mischievous, sexy glint in his eyes. I groaned mentally and wondered if I was seeing my last breath. My face was probably red like a tomato by now and all of a sudden, I had a comeback and tried to make myself sound and look attractive as possible.

“Of course.” I said and placed both of my hand on either side of his face and smirked slightly. He grinned at my expression and grabbed my hand and lead me to his dorm room.

He sat still on the sofa, his head lowered, raven bangs resting on his moist eyes and following on his pale face. Noticing you were standing there, worried about his silence and depressing posture, he said,

“It’s tiring Y/N.”

You went out to buy some groceries in the store to pack in the house and because you used out all of the stock ingredients and the refrigerator is literally empty. Locking the door, you walked towards your car but feeling worried you didn’t lock the door properly so you double checked then drove to the supermarket.

Getting the fruits, vegetables and specific ingredients for cooking, you went to the snack lane because you and Jimin loved eating snacks together so you bought a handful for when he comes home after his tour (1 week left). Sighing after how long you didn’t see him and how much you missed him, you immediately motivated yourself and kept the positivity that you’re going to see him in just a few days.

Arriving at home, finally, you somehow got all the groceries to fit in your hands and after struggling to unlock the door, you entered the house, placing the bags on the tiled counter. When you turned around to pack the stocks in the fridge, you couldn’t believe your eyes.

“Jimin?” you gaped at the sight before you. But you realized, from just one look, he wasn’t himself. He just sat there as if he was drained of his energy, unmotivated, uninspired and still. Saddened by his appearance, you walked up to him slowly. 

“It’s tiring, Y/N.” he spoke up, his voice terribly fragile as you felt a pang in your heart.

“What do you mean?” you asked, worried more than ever. Who couldn’t be worried at their boyfriend who’s usually a ball of sunshine that turned into this ball of darkness?

“Tired of everything. Emotionally and physically.” he sighed as he ruffled his hair looking stressed. You rested you hands on his that was slightly trembling and you looked at him, urging him to continue. He took a deep breath as he continued,

“Does A.R.M.Y still love me?” the question had you more and more confused. His plump lips, swollen because of the crying for centuries, opened slightly to answer his own question.

“Since I lost my abs, I feel like I lost a lot of fans. Two things got lost, huh? I shouldn’t have eaten so much and rest after, I should’ve worked harder to keep the abs. They all loved it when I performed on stage, I wanted to show them I accomplished a goal for them but because I got careless and over ate several times, I..” he paused as if to catch his breath from rambling. Listening carefully to him, you caressed his back to comfort him as you pulled his head to rest on your shoulders, still caressing his back.

“I promised them at the start of this year I would get fat and start taking care of my health and don’t expect anything but it stills feel like I lost out..”

“Tell me Y/N, do they still love me?” with the cracking of his breaking voice, he broke down once again. You wiped his tears as you turned him to face you, understanding his feelings all too well but he definitely got it all wrong.

“Jimin, are you stupid?” you said bluntly as his eyes opened in surprised.

“Why would the fans wouldn’t love you anymore if you lost your abs? Lost it or not, you’re still Park Jimin! A.R.M.Y wouldn’t like Jimin just because of his body but because of his cheerful, kind and loving personality, his amazing yet beautiful voice and his caring for his family, the boys, me and most of all his fans.”

“Of course they love you! Get that into your head and let it stay there. Why do they still come to concerts, why do they still attend fan meets and why do they still listen to your music? They worry about your health, that’s why you have to eat more and don’t you dare go on diets or eat less than usual, you don’t want to be fainting in one of the concerts. They just want you, they don’t need the abs so stop trying so hard to get them back, because you’re still the little ChimChim without them.” you said these words, smiling at him.

You got up and searched for your phone in your handbag, rummaging all the items, you got your phone and opened up twitter and Jimin’s latest tweet about his losing his abs. You opened up the comments and showed Jimin as he scanned them:

“Where did ChimChim go?”

“We don’t care about your abs! We care about you and your health!”

“Jimin-oppa you’re the same person without abs.”

“We love you for who you are!”

“A.R.M.Y  needs happy Jimin again!”

“See?” you stated. Jimin just stared at the phone, tears welling up in his eyes, astonished by the comments of A.R.M.Y, a smile crept up on his face. You embraced him giving him all the love he needs right now. You felt his warmth and gave a sigh of relief.

“Thank you.” he responded, staring at your moist E/C eyes and smiling as bright as the moon.

“Jimin, your family loves you, the boys love you, I love you and most of all, A.R.M.Y loves you, for you.” you said in a clear voice, releasing the anxiety within him, like a butterfly.

“I love everyone who loves me.” he cheekily grinned and you playfully slapped him.

One thing you understood about Jimin today was that even he could get anxious and insecure at times. He was suffering alone about this issue and he hid it till his breaking point. “The one who makes others happy suffer the most.” At the end of the day, he opened up to you, no one is perfect because we’re all humans.

“Oh!” you suddenly realized something odd, which made him jump in surprise.

“Aren’t you supposed to be on a tour? Why are you home so early?” you asked, curious about his tour which he’s supposed to be on.

He laughed nervously, scratching the back of his head, “About that..” as he ran off to the bedroom.

This time he was gonna get a real smack in the head!

It’s not really a big Masterlist because I’m not always active. I’ll try to do more Fanfics if I see more support. Thanks for reading! Leave questions/reviews/request here: http://bangtan-freak.tumblr.com/submit

Seokjin.

♡ A Pancake Kiss. (Seokjin- Fluff) 

Taehyung.

♡ Observing the Flower. (Taehyung- Fluff)

Namjoon.

♡ Addicted to the Bum. (Namjoon- Fluff)

Jimin.

♡ He’s your soulmate. (Jimin- Fluff)

☹ ♡ The strong boy who cried. (Jimin- Angst/Fluff)

♡ His Makeup Artist. (Jimin- Fluff)

Jungkook.

♡ Each other’s Muses. (Jungkook- Fluff)

☹ Sunflowers and Daises. (Jungkook- Angst)

Hoseok.

♡ Let’s make a cake! (Hoseok- Fluff)

Yoongi.

“Are you a sunflower?” he asked softly, curiosity flowing out through his knowledgeable mind. You tilted your head at his peculiar question, confusion reflecting on your face.

“You’re always happy, your face shining like the sun itself.” Surprised at the sudden words, you couldn’t comprehend what he said.

You smiled as you remembered the memory of meeting Jungkook for the first time. His outspoken thoughts never ceased to amaze you, he was never awkward unless he kissed you out of the blue or you complimented him, you adored every thing about him. A feeling of nostalgia entered you, the emotions of 7 years ago felt like yesterday; happiness, anxiousness.

You met him at a rather simple place, a place that you thought you would never find your soul mate at, a coffee shop. You didn’t go there everyday but for whenever you felt stressed or just needed to relax. Jungkook was a regular, every time you entered the fairly popular shop, he sat at his usual spot; in the back on the right hand corner and you sat opposite him; on the left hand side. You always took short glances at him, admiring his round enthusiastic eyes, his childlike grin, his sometimes messy hair and his flawless body. Sometimes, he’d notice you looking at him but you’d cover it up as if you’re looking through the big window next to him.

You thought it was your imagination but he always had a smile tugged at the end of his mouth as if he saw right through you. He had a different Manga each day, reading it and curiously flipping through the pages rapidly like an eager bunny, his teeth and grin and all. You weren’t a shy person but can be easily embarrassed at times so you decided to sit next to him after a few weeks passed by, he was interesting and you also liked reading Mangas. Specifically, romance genres.

“Hey.” you said. He looked as if he was in another universe, dazed eyes reading box to box scenes. You said it a little louder for him to hear as you waved your hands in front of your eyes.

“Oh, hello.” he responded, finally meeting your eyes, a bright smile appearing on his handsome face.

“What Manga are you reading?” you asked looking down on the book but you realized his face was close and was peering at your face. Not saying anything, his eyes scanned your features. Getting nervous, you broke the nerve-wrecking silence.

After getting to know the man who piqued your interest, you started talking more and more each day. You even started going to the coffee shop everyday just talk to him. There was a time he asked you to go the movies, you were nervous of course but you went and it was indeed enjoyable. Months passed, then a year and Jungkook confessed his love to you. Relieved that he felt that way, you fell for him after a month you met. Both of you started going out on simple dates but you loved them and hoped he did too. Your love for him grew more, sometimes it’ll hurt when he has to work overnight and not being able to be with him because he’d be exhausted the next day. But he always made time for you, time to talk, take you on long romantic walks and gazing at the sunset hand in hand together at the park and reading Mangas at the coffee shop.

2 years after.

He asked your hand in marriage, the lovely words he told you, the beautiful phrases he said as he vowed to you. Confessing his love and the tears that flowed out your eyes that night. The stars shone, like a galaxy imprinted in the dark night sky, that night, it was beautiful.

A long time after he asked you the same question he asked the day you first met.

“Are you a sunflower?”

“Because you’re a light that I adore.” he spoke gently as he looked at you straight in the eyes. Feeling your chest tighten, you couldn’t suppress the smile appearing on your face.

“Are you a daisy?” you asked.

“Because you’re innocent like a child filled with joy.”

He grinned that grin you loved as he kissed your forehead and placed his head on your lap, reading your favorite Manga and the Manga from that day. His hand twirling a sunflower as he looked up at you from his book.

Dengeki ‘Daisy.’

“B-B-B- Ringgggggg, B-B-B- Ringgggggggggg”, the alarm clock went off, signaling you to wake up. It was a dream. Analyzing what you had dreamed, your skin turned paled, as your palms become sweaty and ignoring the fast beating of your heart, yearning for him. Slowly lifting your hands to your face and burying it, the tears threatened to fall, your mouth slightly open.

“Are you a flower?” You remembered his sweet voice and his expression as a curious bunny making the tears finally pour out like a overflowing waterfall.

#7 Imagine- Seokjin.

It was 7:00 am.

You woke up a little earlier today for some unknown reason so you decided to make pancakes for Seokjin, your husband. Yes, you could cook, exceptionally well at it so does Jin. There was even a who’s-cooking chart for the week and responsible for kitchen duties each day and on Sundays he will take you to the Cheese Burger Diner. Today is Jin’s day but since you woke up early, why not? He seemed exhausted last night coming home and falling asleep right beside you and fell asleep like a baby, it was cute. 

You put the a pancake on each sparkling white plate (you’re a clean freak) and put a swizzle of your homemade syrup on the top. You didn’t want to make a heavy breakfast with whipped cream and strawberries but a simple, light one. You put the tea in 2 coffee cups and set them beside the plate and clapped for yourself at how neat it looked while smiling like a maniac. You was about to turn around to wake him up but to your surprise he was standing there, already dressed to go to a meeting with the members. A formal black suit, a light pink tie and his black shoes. His jet black hair was gelled to the side as he stared at you. 

You looked back at the time on the microwave: 8:15 am.

You spent that much time on breakfast? You slightly shook your head and shrugging it off after.

“Morning, come eat.” You said normally (you thought) trying to look away from his gorgeous figure. but sadly he recognized this. T_T

“Morning Y/N.” he said sweetly as he took his seat beside you where you already sat gobbling down the morning meal. He took a bite and he looked at you, eyes widened and continued eating endlessly. You smiled at this, you always loved how his mood shifted when he was eating, it always amused you. Both of you were finished under 5 minutes and finishing the cup of tea. You stood to wash the dishes and he still sat at the table looking like he was waiting for something. You ignored him, well tried to. Your back was turned to him because where the sink was situated and sensing his intense gaze, you closed the tap and turned to him.

“What is it?” you asked, your hands on your hips. He smiled, his hands under his chin and elbows propped up on the medium sized table. Confused, you looked at him and he got up and walked to your direction. As he got closer, you backed up against the counter and you mentally face palmed because you just trapped yourself. He stopped, faces 2 inches apart. his eyes scanned your body and fixedly back to your eyes. His strong gaze giving you shivers. You looked at his pink plump lips, greased with the pancake but you were sure he had lip balm on before. 

You couldn’t take the pressure and couldn’t fight the temptation as you smashed your lips against his. He kissed back fiercely surprisingly because he was such a gently kisser but this was another level as you tried to keep up with him, wrapping your thin arms around his warm neck.He pushed you up on the counter as he pushed himself between your thighs to get impossible closer to you. He bit your bottom lip seductively and you gave him access as his tongue mercilessly explored your mouth. You entwined your tongue with his making it a more passionate kiss as you slightly opened your eyes to see his alluring gaze which made you shy so you closed it back.

Soon you were both out of breath and pulled apart slowly. Slightly huffing and puffing. He took you off the counter and pulled you towards him, his hands on your small waist. and whispered in your ear, 

“You didn’t give me a kiss yesterday.” He pulled back and looked at you with an adorable frown on his face.

How could he go from sexy to cute in an instant?

“Because you came home and fell asleep straight away. I didn’t get a chance to kiss you.” You pouted because he was supposed to give you a kiss but he made you kiss him a few seconds ago. He knew what he was doing as he was now smirking at you.

“Oops.” he sarcastically said while chuckling as he pecked your forehead and then your lips. 

“I’ll call you when I meet up with the boys.” You nodded and gave him a short kiss and he smiled like the cute princess he was.

#6 Imagine- Hoseok. (J-Hope)

It was a nice Sunday morning and you wanted to make something different for a change.

“Cake. Cake? Cake!..” was all that went through your mind. You got mentally stressed not knowing if to try making it or not. There was one problem though.

You sucked at baking.

1. Last year you burnt the chocolate chip cookies.

2. The year before you forgot the strawberry muffins in the oven.

3. 2 years ago you were baking a butter bread and the temperature was apparently too high and it burnt to crisps, you could’ve sworn it was charcoal.

On and on it goes, it was maybe bad luck or some kind of curse but you surely did not want to fail this time, you wanted to surprise Hoseok. Talking about your husband, he burst through the kitchen door, surprising you as you sat on the stool thinking if to bake a cake or not.

“Y/N! Let’s make a red velvet cake!” he asked you, eyes glistening waiting for a response.

“B-but you know I can’t-” 

“Let’s at least try.” he said positively as he cut you off. You wanted to try too but it’s always fun, you couldn’t lie. Especially with Hoseok, seeing him beaming and his cheerful faces always made you smile.

“Fine, let’s prepare the ingredients.” you sighed as he jumped excitedly, beaming with happiness.

~10 minutes later~

“Right, let’s starttt~o!” you almost shouted, getting pumped as well.

~20 minutes later~

Both of you were messy as heck. Cream and flour, red and white sprinkles all over each other’s hair because of the struggle of setting everything neatly and carefully.

~30 minutes later~

You were putting the cake carefully into the oven, making sure its the right temperature, the timer on, and everything was good.

You wiped a bead of sweat from your forehead as Hoseok sat on the stool, looking completely exhausted. 

‘And he was so energetic half an hour ago.’ you thought and you chuckled to yourself. You were cleaning up and he suddenly got up and went to the refrigerator and took out the whip cream. He closed the door and he turned to look at you, eyes staring intensely at yours. You eyed him suspiciously and he said,

“You got a little something right there.” as he pointed to his cheek, telling you it’s on your cheek. You wiped your cheek and that side of your face entirely and he shook his head. He walked up to you slowly and he stretched for the spot,

“Right here..” he whispered as he wiped it off, his touch sending sparks through your body. He quickly took the whipped cream can and sprayed some in his mouth and he held you face in his hands that got you confused.

“What are you doin-” he cut you off as he smashed his lips aggressively against yours. You moaned in his mouth and you responded as you bit his bottom lip. He pulled you against him, no space between the heated bodies, his tongue entwined with yours, fighting for dominance and he won fortunately. Whipped cream still in his mouth, you tasted it throughout the ongoing kiss, you shared the cream as you swallowed, he pushed you against the counter, deepening the already deep kiss more.

“Nnghh..” you moaned as the kiss became passionate as he explored your mouth more. You were out of breath and so was him as you pulled apart. He staring at you, a mischievous glint played in his brown eyes with a slight smirk, licking his lips clean as he passed his tongue on your bottom lip, cleaning up the “extra” whipped cream. 

He looked sexy.

You blushed at the sudden action, breaking eye contact with him and turning your back against him as he laughed. He back hugged you and buried his face in your neck and he whispered,

“You smell so nice.”

“You’re rather bold, Hoseok.” remembering the make-out session a few seconds ago.

“Revenge for showering without me this morning.” you felt him smile against your skin as you tangled your fingers in his raven hair.

“I’ll get you back.” you stated confidently as you pecked him quickly on his sweet lips, running out of the kitchen faster than Usain Bolt.

“Jagiya!~” He whined sprinting after you.

#5 Imagine- Taehyung (V)

You stood in the kitchen, making some lemonade for Taehyung and you. 

Sugar - Check.

Squeeze Lemons- Check.

Cold water- Check.

Straws- Check!

You happily poured the drink into 2 light green glasses and went to the garden to see your fiance stooping, looking at the flowers but he was staring intently at one that you couldn’t see because he was blocking you. You walked towards him with the tray of lemonade and called him. He looked around seeing the juice and smiling.

He took one of the glasses and put his lips on it while gazing straight into your eyes, something he always did which made you look away because of how sexy he looked while doing it. He drank all of it while you did too, sitting on the white two-seater bench. 

“It tasted wonderful.” He said while smiling cheekily and you chuckled lightly, relieved that it didn’t taste bad. He stood up and went back to what he was looking at. You went behind him,looking above his shoulders, following his gaze. It was a skeleton flower. These are flowers that look clear and have lines like webs all over it, you can see it but it was indeed beautiful. Taehyung was still admiring it.

“Y/N ?”

“Hmm?” you replied as he turned to look at you. You stooped to his level, facing him.

“You know.. these flowers, isn’t it like humans?” he said sounding amused.

“How so?” you responded, getting curious.

“If you really look at it, aren’t people smart, their brain speed, how fast they can think, move. The way they smile.. it’s like they’re as clear as day, no worries. But when an incident happens, their minds get clouded, they overthink and thats how the web-like lines form on the flower. Don’t you think?” he asked.

You didn’t know what to say. How did Taehyung come up with that theory? It made you wonder what goes on his mind but you were proud at how curious and observing he was. You grinned looking at him.

“I think so too and you’re really observant Jagiya. It’s really pretty.” You stated, still grinning like an idiot.

“Mhm. It reminds me of you. You are so cheerful like you are now and you tend to overthink sometimes. But that’s okay, that’s how we are.” he smiled and picked one of the skeleton flowers and stood up, lending a hand for you to get up too.

“But that’s why I love you. You always seem perfect to me.” He added, sensing some cheesiness. His huge warm hands caressing your face as he tucked some loose strands of your H/C hair behind your ear. He put the flower a little above your ear as he kissed your forehead lightly.

“I didn’t know you watched me so much. I love you too, especially that idiotic grin of yours.” you said while poking his nose and giggling at his cute action.

Boy, isn’t he cheesy?

“Aw Jagi, my grin isn’t idiotic.” he pouted but laughed afterwards.

Suddenly a butterfly appeared out of nowhere scaring you, stepping back you tripped on the bench’s foot and fell flat on your butt. 

“Ow..” you groaned and feeling your cheeks heat up when Taehyung stared at you, amused at you falling.

You were so embarrassed but he did something that startled you completely.

He spitefully fell on his butt too and grinned like the idiot he his and shuffled next to you and embraced you. You gasped at the sudden hug and returned it. He was so cute, trying not to make you feel bad knowing the clumsy girl you are, he becomes clumsy when you get clumsy.

“Mm, you’re so adorable,” he whispered in your ear making you slightly shiver and a blush crept up on your face. He obviously saw this and smiled. You pulled back a little to see his handsome face and tangled your fingers in his ginger hair and closed the distance between you and him, and your lips touched his. The kiss was soft and light, more than a peck and less than rough. Your blood was gushing with excitement at the sudden contact and he responded, teeth grazing along your lower lip.

“And you’re adorable.” you whispered, E/C orbs staring into his seeing a faint blush appearing on his face before pulling you into a passionate kiss.

#4 Imagine- Jungkook

You sat in the living room, reading a book, Allegiant. 2,3,4 hours you were reading. This morning you read Divergent then 4 hours later you read Insurgent and it was 9:00 pm. You were not the only being in the room but also your boyfriend Jungkook, playing piano tiles 2 on his phone. You couldn’t even remember the last time he looked up from his phone, he was completely focused and so were you, you thought.

Chapter 52 (Tobias’ POV)

“Even I didn’t jump first.

Her eyes were so stern, so insistent.

Beautiful.”

Reading those lines were so refreshing. Mostly action but in between the lines are so romantic and adorable. You wondered why Jungkook weren’t so romantic with you. You sighed at the thought.

10:00 pm.

Caught up in the book, the good parts obviously, you pace back and forth the room, biting your fingernails not even sure you had any left. 

11:00 pm.

5 pages away to finishing the book and your heart was aching at what was happening. (not spoiling muahaha) Suddenly you felt something underneath you, not a comfortable cushion but legs.. you looked down and realized you were sitting on Jungkook’s lap.

“Y/N!” he shouted, not too loud but it still startled you enough to close your book.

“Y-Yeah?” you stuttered.

“I was so close. So close to getting a 2,000 high score.” he sighed while demonstrating the amount of points he needed with his fingers.

“Ah.. sorry Oppa. I was caught up in this.” you apologized while holding up the book.

He sighed again while putting his hand on his head. Getting you off of him and walking lazily to the bedroom, “It’s late. Let’s go to bed.”

‘Guess i’ll finish this tomorrow.’ you thought to yourself, following him.

He took off his pants leaving him in his boxers which always made you blush and look away. Of course he’d notice this and smirk to himself. He dove on the bed giving a soft moan as he had just rested in heaven. You smile to yourself as you slip in the bed next to him, covering yourselves with the fuzzy blanket. In an instant, he wrapped his strong-slender arms around you, cuddling you, making you feel protected. You faced each other as you tangled your fingers in his hair, playing with it as it made him feel sleepy and nice. 

“Jungkook?” you said softly, wanting to tell him about the book.

“Mm?” he hummed in reply.

“In Tobias’ POV, he thought that Tris was so beautiful, her eyes, her bravery, everything was so wonderful about her.” you said, a grin on your face but his eyes were closed, he couldn’t see you, right?

“Hmm? And what do you want me to do about that?” he asked questionably his voice tinted with mischievousness.

“Nothing.” you responded, you lied. You wanted him to tell you that you’re beautiful too. What he had liked about you.

“But you know something?” he asked, his eyes opening.

“What is it?” 

“You’re more beautiful.” he said giving his cheesy grin, shocking you.

“Everything about you, your e/c eyes that always have this cheerful glint, it inspires me to sing whenever you come to the concerts, it’s like telling me “Go on Jagi! Sing for A.R.M.Y! They want to hear you more.” Well.. you’re like my Muse. That pretty smile of yours always makes me smile. Your bravery and shyness whenever I compliment you, Everything. I love you, A/N.” he said, his brown orbs staring into yours the whole time.

You felt the tears coming, a few dropping as his thumbs wiped the corners of your eyes. You didn’t know what to do. Couldn’t believe he just said that. You were happy, more than happy, you felt warmness in your heart, relieved to hear that. You grinned at him. “I love you more Jagi.” chuckling as you pecked him on the lips.

“Mhm.” He hummed knowing he was falling asleep. His rabbit teeth disappearing between his pink lips.

#3 Imagine- Namjoon.

It was a cool and serene night. The television on and the volume and minimum while you sat on the comfy blue sofa reading your completed history research paper for the several time. You didn’t make any noises to distract Namjoon from writing lyrics for a new song he has been working out. He sat on the sat 3 hours, 4 hours and 5 hours focused on the sheet of paper in front of him. It was 9:00 pm but the room was silent. You mentally groaned wanting Namjoon (Senpai) to notice you. You shuffled to the side not knowing what else to do. You sat up and slowly walked to the book shelf trying to find something to read but you literally read everything there. You sigh softly hoping Namjoon didn’t hear. He never complained about you making noise but you knew his career was important and he’s hardworking so you didn’t want to be distracting him but you wanted even a bit of attention. You haven’t seen him for 2 weeks and he came home yesterday spending the entire day sleeping and you didn’t want to wake him from his rest since he was exhausted.

You spotted a book but you had to stretch a little for it. The red and gold cover glistening and capturing your (e/c) orbs. You reached for it, arms stretching delicately and your blouse lifting slightly revealing your flat stomach.

“Got it!” you whispered excitedly as you achieved your goal. When you was about to turn around, you felt something that shocked you. Hands groping your behind, obviously knowing who it was. You finally turned around and showed him your slightly red face. He finally touched you since he came and you were happy but confused on why he did it. 

“U-um Namjoon?” you shyly called him because his hands were still there. You then saw the expression of his face. His brown eyes staring intensely at yours, his lips parted and his ruffled blonde hair completing that sexy face of his. It looked as if it was the first time he felt your ass. (trust me its not the first time).

He suddenly pulled you to face him directly, faces 2 inches apart and you started to feel some heat when you realized. He spoke up in a raspy voice. (Because of him reading over the lyrics over and over again). It was a huge turn on.

“What were you doing?”

‘What were you doing?’

“Huh?” you replied obviously confused. “Just getting a book.” your raised your eyebrows.

“What are you trying to do to me?” he said a bit more serious,

“Nothing?..” You got more confused by each question.

He groaned, and he massaged his temples as if he was getting angry.

“Y/N are you trying to seduce me?” he asked, cheeks becoming a faint pink color and eyes glued to your blouse.

You were amused. It wasn’t really your intention but that stomach- slip was worth it. You got his attention, it was your chance. Suddenly getting a boost of confidence and positivity, you replied smirking,

“What if I was?”

“..Then its working.” as he moved closer to you, backing you up to the corner of the room. You were getting goosebumps as his hand touched the side of your face, his eyes staring at every inch of your face.

He slowly pulled you into a kiss, his soft lips brushing against yours as you felt electricity flow through your body. You moved closer to his face till there was no more space left, noses touching. He bit your lower lip and nibbled on the pink flesh, earning a soft moan. He started kissing you passionately as you boldly licked his bottom lip asking him for an invite. You pushed your tongue in his mouth slowly, the 2 tongues twisting together, the sweet saliva mixing. You thought you were dominating but in an instant it was switched, you tried to fight for dominance but as usual, he beat you at it. He explored every part of your mouth and soon you were out of breath and he pulled away slowly as you pant. You raised your head meeting his orbs again. He smirked when he saw your red face and you looked at the ground quickly because it was embarrassing.

He lifted your chin up to look at him, “You’re beautiful in so many ways. I love when you have that expression..” he said as he looked at you, admiring the beauty he had in front of him. Wondering how he got this beautiful fiance and he thought he didn’t deserve her. “I love you.” he added, cheeks becoming pink again.

You chuckled softly, “I love that expression of yours and I love you too.” you replied as you kissed his cheek. He raised your head up and started kissing your neck out of no where. Gently biting on the fragile skin making it become red and it’s gonna leave a mark tomorrow. He sucked on your sweet spot not knowing how he found it so quickly. You moaned a bit loud and you felt his smile against your skin. You wrapped your arms around his neck as you played with his hair. You knew this was one of his weaknesses and you smiled when he closed his eyes and lifted his face from your neck. He moaned lightly as you twirled your fingers against the blonde strands. 

“Jagi.. don’t do this to me.” he breathlessly said, eyes still closed.

“Mm.. should I continue?” you asked him even though you knew you weren’t going to stop. His hair was so soft, so silky and you felt playful.

He snapped out of the fantasy as he abruptly lift you up and carried you up stairs to the bedroom. He rested you on the bed and he climbed on top of you. You felt shy at the position you was in and you gulped. He leaned down to your ears and whispered seductively, “Sorry I can’t be blind to your beauty anymore.” with not lust in his eyes but with love.

You sighed and smirked at him which made him amused.

“I can’t either.” without a second passing, he kissed you passionately continuing where he left off.

#2 Imagine- Jimin.

It was 12:00 midnight and you was watching your lovely husband play the piano for a while now, though he didn’t seem to notice you because of the sad feelings he poured in while he touched the keys gently. His slender fingers danced slowly across the keys, gracefully, not pressing it too hard because the piano’s feelings would be hurt.

His eyes were closed as he furrowed his brows looking pained, playing the sad melody. It was beautiful but it hurt your heart deep down by just watching him speaking his emotions through the Piano. You couldn’t take it, clenching your fist across your heart, wanting to tear it apart just by seeing him this way.

Just when you thought things couldn’t get any more depressing, you heard his alluring voice, slow as he sang, “Girl let me know, girl let me know..” As you hear the words it felt like an arrow pierced through your fragile chest. He continued, his voice breaking “Imi da kkutna gon algo itjiman, miryonirado namji ankeman.” You felt chills running up your spine, stinging at every inch. You dropped your bags and walked up to him slowly, eyes widened as tears trickled down.

One more time, he proceeded wanting to stop but he can’t, “I just wanna know, know, know..-” his delicate cracking voice came to a stop as you wrapped your arms around him from the back which obviously startled him. He couldn’t believe it, that you were finally here after 4 months of not seeing you because of your work overseas, but you were back. You held onto him desperately, clinging to him as if you were a baby finally seeing it’s mother. He did the same as his fingers played in your hair. Tears drizzled from both of your faces, finally being able to hug and be loved after such a long time.

“Y/N..” he said softly as he pulled back holding your frail hands as he stared at you as if he had fallen in love again. You smiled seeing his handsome face; his orange parted hair that looked so silky that you wanted to bury your face in it, his smiling eyes and his plump lips, your husband was a piece of art.

“Jimin, I’m home.” You said as you cracked a smile-laugh and walked towards him as you close the distance between each other. You brushed your lips against his, feeling the soft, smooth skin against yours. He responded without any further delay as he kissed you passionately as you tangled your fingers in his sleek hair. You pulled back for air still looking into his eyes, holding each other, fearing that you might get separated again.

“Jagiya, I missed you so much..You really are my wife, everything is impossible without you. I’m so happy you’re here.” Jimin sighed as he brushed his soft hands at the side of your face. You blushed and look down then look back at him and he was obviously smirking.

“I missed you a lot. I.. can’t do without you. I can’t Jimin, I love you so much.” You trailed off as tears welled up in your eyes again. Can’t believe that you’re here with him, finally reuniting. You couldn’t express your love anymore.”

“Shh” he said as he pulled you into a loving embrace as he patted your back  and drew small circled making you laugh. “Stay with me.” He added as he turned his face away as a faint blush appeared on his face. Nodding and laughing at his cuteness you mumbled “Of course I will.”

He suddenly switched your positions and you was now in front of him and back against his stomach, his hands wrapping around your protectively. He lowered his head to your ears his breath tickling your ears as he whispered, “I see you’re still ticklish..” What’s with that seductive voice? You couldn’t comprehend how he went from cuteness to hotness to 0-100 real quick. It always happens anyway but it always astonishes you.

You blushed at his inviting tone and attractive stare as if he was looking through your heart. He appeared in front of you as he lifted up your head to make you look at him because your face was as red as a tomato. You gulped at his boldness and confidence.

He backed you up against the wall and putting his hands at the sides of your head, making sure there is no escape. His face came closer and closer to the distance of 1 inch between. “Shall we continue from earlier?” he said growling seductively as he smashed his plump lips against yours.

#1 Imagine -Yoongi (Suga).

It was a mesmerizing Sunday morning. The tranquil breeze making white filmy curtains sway in a calm manner. Though one thing that made the quiet vibe disappear was the snoring of your husband, Yoongi. Not only that but he was literally on top of you. He rolls on the bed so much he just ended up there, his face buried in your chest. It was adorable because he looked like such a baby you thought to yourself and smiled. He was such a strong sleeper though. Earthquakes, storms could randomly happen and he wouldn’t be woken up one bit. So how you were gonna get him off?

“Suga~” you said in a sweet tone but sadly it didn’t work.

You tried again, no changes.

You got tired of trying so out of boredom, you tangled your fingers into his pastel green hair which looked cute how it was messy. You curled the thin strands around your long fingers, repeating the same process. His hair was so soft that it made you addicted into playing into it. It had this honey scent that made it alluring and making you want to eat it (jkjk). You laughed softly at the though.

“Nghh..” You heard him mumble making an idea pop into your head, giving a mischievous smile. You continued playing with hair for a few more minutes and he was turning left and right, twisting all around the king sized bed. Your eyes gleamed, knowing one of his weaknesses. You were going to do this everyday now.

“Mmm, Y/N.. keep doing that.” Plot twist. You thought he didn’t like it but he DID. You face palmed and stopped immediately knowing that this would make him stay in bed longer. He has to go practice with the boys.

He suddenly buried his face deeper into your chest making you blush at the sudden action. You froze for a coupled of seconds before questioning him.

“Y-Yoongi?” you stuttered.

“Hmm?..” He murmured.

“Wake up!” you slapped him on the shoulder getting irritated.

“You know, you smell like flowers.” he said out of no where as he looked up to meet your eyes.

Your eyes widened in amazement at the sudden compliment. You felt your face heat up so you averted your eyes but he turned your face to him.

“Uhuh..” You replied not knowing what to say.

“Every time I wake up, I feel like I’m being surrounded by flowers and buried in the secret garden.” He smiled cheekily, still looking at you.

“Is that a bad thing?” You laughed staring back at him confidently.

He shook his head, “I love it,” He said resting his head on your chest which made you smile. He’s so cute.

“By the way, I like it when you call me ‘Suga’ in that morning voice.” he added, seeing a smirk appearing on his face which made you blush.

“Wake up and get ready for practice!” You shouted getting up and hitting him with the biggest pillow you found.

You ran down to the kitchen to make breakfast as you asked yourself, “Why is he so attractive even in the morning?” you sighed.

The End.