Bangtan Drabbles

Pairing: Yoonmin

Category: Fluff (kind of)

Word Count: 2.081

Warnings: Some violence, tiny itty bitty mentions of drugs and cigarettes, cursing

“I heard he and his friends once beata group of younger teenagers up at the park” one of Jimin’s friends mumbled tohim, as they watched high school famous Min Yoongi enter the cafeteria with hisgroup of tall and intimidating friends in tow.

Yoongi was wearing black clothes as usual;black jeans, shirt and the black leather jacket he never seemed to take off.Jimin watched as the older took his sunglasses off and flicked his mint bluehair out of his face.

“I don’t know. He looks more like a soft babyto me. And what kind of badass dyes their hair mint blue??” Jimin mumbled,taking a bite of his home-made sandwich.

“He’s not a damn softie, Jiminnie. He’s dangerous. I heard he’s dealing drugs. Andhe smokes” his friend said again, but Jimin just rolled his eyes.

“I bet that’s just rumours. Maybe he and hisfriends just look more dangerous than they actually are.”

Jimin’s friend sighed and got up. “Anyways…Ihave class now, soo…” he said, before grabbing his backpack and leaving thecafeteria.

Jimin’s eyes wandered back to Yoongi’s table,but he quickly dropped his gaze when the other glanced his way.

Okay hiseyes actually look pretty intimidating. Jimin gulped and quickly grabbedhis water bottle to take a sip. I guessit’s better to stay away from him…even if what people say about him are justrumours…something must have happened to bring those rumours to life…

 “And I said I don’t fucking care whatyou say, Namjoon, I won’t go to the damn party your mom throws” Yoongi growled,taking a sip of his beer can. “They’re always fucking uptight and everyone hasto look like the perfect, soft human beings and that’s just not what I am. TakeSeokjin or Taehyung or…whoever.”

Namjoon scoffed as he sat down on the table inthe backyard of their school next to Yoongi. “Oh, please…Kim Taehyung on thatparty..? He’s a walking disaster, hyung.”

“Yeah, just like you are” Yoongi mumbled back,emptying his can.

“Anyways…you got any plans to go to class?”Namjoon asked after a while.

Yoongi rolled his eyes. “Nah, not today. I’mnot feeling like it.”

“You never feel like school, Yoongs.”

“Maybe that’s why I never go.”

Namjoon sighed. “Dude, I really don’t want tosound like your father or something but really…if you want to graduate beforeyou get grey hair you should really go to your classes. I can tutor you inthings you don’t get.”

“You’re a year younger than me; why would Ineed you to tutor me??” Yoongi threw the can on the ground and jumped off thetable to kick at it, watching it tumble away over the stone ground.

“Because you don’t know shit about maths and Ido” Namjoon countered, leaning back and stretching out on the table to soak insome sunlight. “Really, though. If you don’t go today, go tomorrow. The school yearonly started last week and you’ve already been skipping almost everything. Youwon’t make the year if you continue like this.”

“As you’ve said before, Namjoon, you’re not my fucking dad, so stop telling mewhat to do” Yoongi growled, giving the can a last, hefty kick, before grabbinghis backpack and sauntering off.

Namjoon only heaved a sigh at his hyung’santics. I know you care, Yoongs, but whydo you act like you don’t?

 Against everything he stood for, MinYoongi actually went to class the next day. He dropped into a seat in the lastrow near the window, directing his bored eyes to the sun shining outside.

God, I’drather be out there right now. Why the fuck am I here??

His fingers were itching for a smoke even ifhe quit three weeks ago and he lifted his hand to chew on his fingernails.

No, that’sa bad fucking habit, stop it, he told himself, before dropping his handwith a sigh.

A few minutes before the lesson was about tostart, he let his eyes wander over the other people in the room. He knew someof them from his classes last year, and some just from seeing them in thehalls. A group of three girls threw him glances and whispered and giggled toeach other and Yoongi wanted to throw up. Highschool girls, he thought dismissively and leaned back in his chair.

Just when his eyes lazily wandered toward thedoor again, a boy more or less his height, with chocolate brown hair andsoft-looking skin entered the room. The boy’s lips were forming a little smileas he turned to a friend and said something to him, while the two of them satdown in the row before Yoongi.

Yoongi tried to hide that he was staring, buthis eyes always wandered back to the boy again. Why does he even have such shiny hair, what the fuck?? How does aperson manage to be this bright and happy?? That’s unnatural, really. And whydoes he smile so brightly?? Ugh, that’s disgusting.

Yoongi reluctantly pulled his gaze away tostare out of the window again.

“…and then he told the guy to fuck off,without knowing he was the principal’s son. So now he has to do ugly work inschool every Tuesday. I heard he had to scrub the soccer team’s clothes lastweek” the friend of the brown-haired boy said, finishing the story he wasobviously telling and the other giggled in response.

Yoongi’s stomach twitched at the sound and hefelt his chest heating up a little. Whatthe fuck, am I getting sick??

Brown-haired boy kept giggling and then he casuallyturned to the side and – stared right at Yoongi. Caught him staring. Caught himwatching. And maybe caught him fucking blushing at the gaze the other wasgiving him, what the fuck is wrong with metoday?!

Brown-haired boy gave him a little, hesitantsmile and Yoongi replied with a blank stare, making the other’s face drop abit.

No…no,don’t look so sad. God, no, stop…

Brown-haired boy’s smile turned bitter and heturned back around to his friend to talk to him again.

Fuck…wayto fuck everything up, Min Yoongi…wait…why do I even care?! I don’t even knowthe guy; I don’t fucking care if he’s happy or not. What the fuck. No.

Maybe he’ll believe it sooner or later if hekept telling himself.

Jimin smiled as he typed away at themessage to his mom, informing her that he would go to the store to grab the ingredientsshe needed to cook dinner.

It was a bright, sunny day with a clear bluesky and a light, warm wind blowing. All in all, it was a beautiful day andJimin had a little skip in his steps as he rounded a corner to take theshortcut to the little store close to his home.

After a few meters, his feet skidded to a slowhalt, as he caught sight of a group of tall, broad and intimidating-lookingguys standing around leaned against a wall. Right where Jimin had wanted towalk.

I…Iguess I better take the longer way…he thought, but when he turned he walkedright into a broad chest.

“Well, see who came to visit us” a voice spokeup in front of him, before he was shoved backwards.

Jimin stumbled and would have fallen if theother guys weren’t standing right behind him already, catching his fall butjust pushing him forwards again harshly.

“G-guys…I really…don’t want any trouble,please let me go” Jimin said in a shaky voice, looking for a gap between thefour guys surrounding him.

“Let him go, he says” one of them said in athreateningly soft voice. “Nah, you stepped right into our territory, kid. Whyshould we let you go? You obviously wanted to pay us a visit.”

“No…no, please, I’m sorry, I just always walkhere when I go to the-“ he was cut off by a blow against his side, making himclutch his stomach with a wince.

Fuck…Ineed to get out of here, oh my god, they’re going to beat me up or kill me or-

“HEY!!!” a deep voice suddenly yelled andJimin breathed a sigh of relief as the guys around him turned towards theintruder. “Let the kid go” the voice continued with that same, soft andthreatening tone the other guy had used before.

Jimin finally caught a glance of his saviourand his eyes bulged when he recognized mint haired Min Yoongi, standing therewith his six tall friends.

“Come on, let him go” one of the guys aroundhim growled, before someone pushed him forwards so hard he fell on his kneesand scraped them on the rough asphalt.

“Fuck off, assholes” Min Yoongi spat again andJimin heard the sound of slowly retreating feet. “Hey, you okay, kid?”

Jimin looked up and quickly grabbed the handoffered to him, scrambling to his feet. “T-thank you” he stuttered, overwhelmedby standing right in front of Min Yoongi.

“No problem.”

“Hey, Yoongs!” one of the other’s friendscalled. “You got this?”

“Yeah, see you tomorrow, Joon, I’ll bring thisone home to make sure the assholes don’t follow him” Yoongi replied, withoutturning his gaze away from Jimin.

“Okay” his friend mumbled, before the group ofguys left, too.

“You sure you’re okay?” Yoongi asked, raisinghis eyebrows at him and Jimin quickly shook his head to snap out of it.

“Yeah, yeah I’m okay. Just a bit bruised, butnothing too bad.”

“Okay. Where do you live? I’ll bring you home.”

“Actually…I have to go to the store first,that’s why I walked this way…”

“Then we’ll go there first.”

“And he was so nice, you know?? AndJunghyun kept telling me to stay away from him, but Tae, Yoongi is so sweet. He walked to the store withme, carried the groceries for me and then brought me home and when I told momwhat happened and who he was, she invited him for dinner and he was blushing, Tae, it was so damn cute. Hestayed until ten and when he left he thanked mom for the food so politely andthen he smiled at me when he saidgoodbye. He smiled. And his smile isso pretty, Tae, you can’t even imagine. He’s so incredible” Jimin ranted,resting his head on his hand and dreamily staring off into the distance.

“Wow. You’re highkey whipped, my dear friend”Taehyung said dryly, patting Jimin’s shoulder in sympathy. “But I have afeeling you’re not the only one…he’s so nice to you. You really hit this softspot, Jiminnie, congrats!”

Jimin just glared at his best friend, beforestaring back off at nothing in particular, a soft little smile on his lips.Taehyung couldn’t do anything but shake his head at his best friend’sstupidity.

“Oh god, there he is.”

Jimin perked up and looked towards thecafeteria door, whole face brightening up when Yoongi stepped inside, followed byhis usual group of friends.

Yoongi’s small eyes searched the room and hesmiled when he saw Jimin, immediately changing his direction and walking up totheir table. “Hey” he greeted, sitting down in front of Jimin and thebrown-haired’s eyes bulged.

“H-hi.”

”How are you doing? Still bruised up?” Yoongiasked softly, lips twitching into a little smile.

Jimin couldn’t help but smile back and blushedat the other’s caring gaze. “I-I’m fine…mom got me patched up yesterday whenyou left, it’s just a few scratches.”

“Good. I was worried about you” Yoongi said.

Jimin slapped Taehyung’s shoulder withoutlooking away as his best friend let out a soft whistle at Yoongi’s words.

“That’s nice of you, but I’m doing well” Jiminsaid softly, kicking Taehyung’s leg under the table.

“That’s great. And…hey, I’ve been askingmyself…would you…uhm…go for some ice cream with me..? Today after school?”Yoongi asked, a light blush tainting his cheeks.

“Y-yeah, of course” Jimin breathed.

“Great. See you then, Jiminnie” Yoongi saidwith a little wink and got up to walk over to his friends.

Jimin just downright melted on the table.

“Did Min Yoongi just ask you out??” Taehyungsounded as surprised as Jimin felt.

“I think he did” Jimin breathed, beforeturning his head to press his mouth against his arms and squeal into the fabricof his sweater.

Pairing: Jinkook

Category: Fluff (I guess), some Crack too

Word Count: 1.597

Warnings: Cursing

Jungkook cackled as he watchedTaehyung licking the floor with a disgusted look on his face, as he was daredby Hoseok.

“You’re so disgusting, hyung” Taehyung whinedas soon as he was done, quickly making his way to the bathroom; probably towash his mouth.

“Okay, that’s it for us for today!” Jiminannounced, jumping up from where they’ve been sitting in a big circle on thefloor while playing a round of Truth or Dare. “Come on, Jungkookie~ it’s timeto go home.”

“I don’t wanna go already, hyung” Jungkookwhined childishly, looking up at his hyung with the best puppy eyes he couldmanage.

“I promised to your mom to bring you homeuntil eleven and it’s already half past ten. So come on, you big baby.” Jimintook a hold of Jungkook’s arm and started pulling on it, but the youngerwouldn’t budge.

“Well, you can try carrying me home, hyung.Have fun.”

Jimin gave him a look and shook his head withan exasperated sigh. “Oh come on! You always talk about how grown-up you arealready, but right now you’re acting like a five-year-old. Are you really alittle child, huh? Should we put you back into kindergarten?”

Jungkook glared up at Jimin, reluctantlygetting on his feet. “That’s not fair.”

“What’s not fair?” Jimin rolled his eyes as heslipped into his jacket, before grabbing Jungkook’s sweater from the sofa tothrow it at him.

“That you use my pride against myself”Jungkook stated with a little sigh, loosely throwing the sweater over hisshoulders because he was feeling warm enough without it.

Jimin grinned at him. “I know you too well,maknae. Okay…we’ll leave then, guys! Was nice hanging out with you but littleJungkookie has to go to bed.” He waved towards the others and Jungkook glaredat him.

“I hate you.”

“Sure you do” Jimin giggled, grabbing hiswrist to pull him to the front door as soon as they bid their farewells.

“No, really, you always come up withthe lamest dares” Jungkook grumbled as he walked back home with Jimin besidehim.

“Just because I’m not an asshole who’s tryingto humiliate their friends in the most disgusting ways possible..?” Jimincountered. “Like Jung Worst-Friend-Ever Hoseok who wanted to make me lick yourfoot or suck on Tae’s nose?? How does he even come up with this shit, that’sjust…disgusting.”

“Remember that time we played Drunk Truth orDare and Hoseok nearly managed to make Yoongi-hyung suck him off?”

Jimin let out a soft squeak and shook his headquickly. “That was horrible!! Sober Hoseok is already bad enough but drunk Hoseok?? Ugh.”

“Anyways…your dares are really lame, hyung.You should come up with more interesting ones” Jungkook said.

“And what should I do, huh? Make you kiss thedirty drive way?? No, thanks, I’ll leave that to Hoseok-hyung” Jimin chuckled.

Jungkook just scoffed and buried his hands inhis jeans’ pockets. They walked in silence for a while, until Jimin suddenlyslowed down to a stop.

“What’s up?” Jungkook asked, stopping next tohis hyung.

“Okay, how about I work on my dare-skills bygiving you a dare?” Jimin said; amischievous smirk on his lips.

The younger rolled his eyes. “What will youmake me do, huh? Hug a tree? You’re too much of a softie for evil dares,hyung.”

“Well, I saw a guy doing this some days agobecause his friend dared him to, so…see that nice mailbox over there? The lightgreen one?”

Jungkook nodded slowly, his eyes narrowed tosuspicious slits as he tried to predict what his hyung was up to.

“Go and lick it” Jimin finished, a satisfiedgrin on his lips.

Jungkook only scoffed and turned to walk on,but Jimin’s hand took a hold of his wrist and stopped him.

“I just dared you to do something, JeonJungkook! So you have to do it!”

“I won’t lick a fucking mailbox, hyung”Jungkook spat back.

“Oh come on!! I’m just trying to improve myskills in daring people” Jimin whined with a pout and Jungkook sighed heavily,before ripping his arm free of the other’s hold and walking over to saidmailbox.

“You’re so childish, hyung” he grumbled.

“Oh…uhm…Jungkook?” Jimin’s slightly nervousvoice suddenly sounded and Jungkook just rolled his eyes again, before walkingthe last steps to the mailbox. “Jungkook-ah, you probably shouldn’t-“ Jiminhissed in a high voice.

Youliterally just told me to do it, what’s your problem now?? Jungkookthought, before leaning down until his face was at the height of the mailbox,eyeing it suspiciously.

At leastit looks more or less clean…

He sighed, before leaning forward to drag histongue over the green metal, before leaning back with a grimace. “Ugh.”

“I heard it tastes better with some whippedcream” an unknown voice spoke up dryly and Jungkook’s eyes widened as he turnedhis head to the side slowly just to find himself face to face with a handsome,slightly taller male with unusually broad shoulders.

“Uh…” Jungkook mumbled dumbly, helplesslyglancing towards Jimin or the spot Jiminhad been in before he had obviously left him here to suffer alone.

“Kim Seokjin. The guy whose mailbox you justlicked” the other spoke up with a soft chuckle, jiggling his keys as he reachedout to unlock the mailbox and take some letters out of it.

“Uhm…” Jungkook internally cursed his lack ofclever comebacks.

“Did you lose your voice?” Seokjin giggled.“Was that a dare?”

Jungkook just nodded as an answer, his faceslowly heating up in embarrassment.

“Well, I can’t say that I frequently see cuteguys licking my mailbox, so you definitely were a highlight of the day.”

Jungkook blushed in an even darker red, ifpossible, and directed his gaze to his own feet.

God,can’t the ground just swallow me up??

“Hey, I’m not mad or anything; I was a stupidteenager not too long ago as well, so…” the other trailed off, shooting him asweet grin. “But I guess my mailbox doesn’t taste that good, so I could…offersome strawberry cake I made just today; it probably tastes good with whippedcream as well.”

Wait. AmI, Jeon Jungkook, currently being flirted with by the guy whose mailbox mytongue just had a not-so-pleasant encounter with???

Jungkook’s head snapped upwards to meet theother’s gaze. “U-Uhm…t-that would be nice but…I should be home by eleveno’clock” Jungkook stuttered, still a bit flustered.

The other raised his perfectly shaped eyebrowsand glanced at his watch. “That’s in seven minutes.”

Jungkook’s eyes widened. “Oh fuck, I will never make it home byeleven; mom will kill me” he whined,already about to turn around to run for his life, when he felt a gently handholding him back.

“I could drive you home, if you want” Seokjinoffered.

Jungkook hesitated for a second; the fear ofthat guy being a stalking creep fighting with the fear of His Mother’s Wrath inhis mind. “That would be nice!”

The Mother’s Wrath is always the biggest fear.

“Here we are” Seokjin said with asmile as he stopped in front of Jungkook’s house. “With three more minutes tospare.”

“Thank you, Seokjin-sshi!” Jungkook let out arelieved sigh as he glanced over towards his front door. “You really saved mylife today.”

“You’re welcome” Seokjin chuckled.

The younger gave him a shy grin and made toopen the car’s door, but his clumsy, slightly shaky fingers didn’t manage to.“O-oh…I…can’t open the door…” Jungkook mumbled, his cheeks blushing in a lightred out of embarrassment.

“Oh, right! That door sometimes gets a bitstuck, I forgot” Seokjin smiled and Jungkook’s breath caught in his throat whenthe older leaned over him to help open the door, a wave of after shave hittingJungkook’s nose and making him dizzy.

“There you go” Seokjin whispered as soon asthe door clicked open.

He didn’t pull back, though; instead, he keptleaning over Jungkook, his face only inches away from the younger’s own.Jungkook gulped and clumsily fiddled with his seat belt to unbuckle it,flustered beyond belief. Seokjin only chuckled softly and gave him a little,teasing grin, before leaning in to press his lips against Jungkook’s cheek, waytoo close to his lips.

“See you around, Jungkook-ah” he mumbled,glancing into his eyes once more before leaning back to his own side.

Jungkook had trouble remembering how tobreathe for a while, so he just kept sitting there, staring dumbly at the otherguy. “U-uh…y-yeah…bye!” he stuttered, trying to get out of the car, butsomething was holding him back.

“Your seatbelt” Seokjin reminded him with agiggle and Jungkook’s face flushed in the deepest red known to mankind as hehurried to unbuckle his seatbelt and get out.

“Uh…again, thank you for driving me home” hemumbled and Seokjin gave him a bright smile.

“My pleasure.”

“I…guess I’ll see yo-“

“JEON JUNGKOOK, WILL YOU GET YOUR LITTLE ASSIN HERE RIGHT NOW!!”

Jungkook flinched when his mom suddenlystarted yelling and he turned around to see her standing on the steps to thefront door with her arms crossed over her chest and an angry face.

“Uhm…yeah…see you. If I survive” Jungkooksaid, before pushing the car’s door shut and quickly making his way over to hismother.

He decided to ignore that he heard Seokjin say“maybe come over to my place for some mailbox with whipped cream” before he hadclosed the door.

Pairing: Vhope, onesided!Vmin, side!Jikook (?)

Category: Slight angst (?), happy ending

Word Count: 2.172

Warnings: Alcohol consumption, slightly smutty elements under the influence, heartbreak, one-sided crush

Jimin had been sure that he had somekind of feelings for his best friend for a long time. Well…of course it wasnormal to like your friends, but what he was feeling was way beyond the simplelittle word ‘like’.

What had started as a tiny little crush haddeveloped in something bigger, something scary and…something painful.

“Are…you sure?” Seokjin asked, as soon asJimin had finally spilled his secret to his older brother. “I mean…you andTaehyung were kinda close since…forever. Don’t you think you may beinterpreting too much into your feelings? Maybe you just think you’re crushing on him because he’s important to you.”

“Hyung, do you really think that I haven’tasked myself these questions several times already??” Jimin sighed heavily,running a distressed hand through his hair. “Tae is…he’s different, okay? Idon’t feel about him the same way as I do about my other friends. He’s special;he’s special to me. And…I’m just really, reallyin love with him.”

Seokjin sighed as he noticed the faint tearsforming in his little brother’s eyes. “Jiminnie…if you’re so sure about whatyou’re feeling, you should tell him. With how Taehyung acts around you, thechances are good that he likes you as well. And even if he doesn’t feel likeyou do, he wouldn’t be mad or disgusted or whatever, because it’s you. He cares about you, Jiminnie.”

“But if I tell him the truth and he doesn’tfeel the same…it’ll get awkward between us. He won’t ever look at me the sameagain and I don’t think that I could stand that. He’s just way too important tome to risk it.”

“But if you never tell him, you will neverknow. And being rejected may be good to help you get over him” Seokjin saidsoftly, wrapping his arm around his younger brother’s shoulders. “Like this you’lljust hurt even more. And you will keep asking yourself what his answer wouldbe.”

“I know…” Jimin sighed and leaned his headagainst the other’s shoulder. “I’ll…tell him. At the right time. I don’t wantto just throw it at him; I’ll ask him if we can hang out and I’ll…tell him whenthe time’s right, okay?”

Seokjin nodded slowly. “Just…don’t push thetopic away for too long. This may feel like jumping into ice cold water, butyou have to take the step to feel better again.”

“WillI feel better? Even if he rejects me?”

Seokjin’s ‘of course’ wasn’t as convincing asJimin would’ve liked.

“You want to hang out?” Taehyung askedexcitedly and Jimin didn’t fight the bright smile this time; when Taehyungcouldn’t see him through the phone.

“Yeah…this Saturday. My parents will bevisiting relatives this weekend and hyung will…go out.” At least if I tell him to leave us alone.

“Cool! Should we just hang out at your place?I got some cool new games for my birthday and we didn’t get to play themtogether yet.”

Jimin could hear the pout in Taehyung’s voiceand his happy smile turned into a bitter one. God, why did I have to fall in love with you?

“That would be great. Hyung got me a new gamelast week and I didn’t try it out by now. Bring some movies too, okay?” Jiminsaid, letting his head drop on the pillow on his bed.

“Will do!! I kinda missed hanging out with youfrequently the last weeks, so I’m glad you called. Sucks that you were so busyall the time.” Taehyung let out a playful little whine and Jimin sighed softly.

He had always rejected his best friend’sinvitation to doing something together, because he was too scared of speakingup about his feelings. But he decided that it was time to finally tell Taehyung how he feels. He had procrastinated doing it for nearly two months, butnow he couldn’t push it up further.

Jimin had to tell his friend the truth, evenif it meant risking their nearly 18 years of friendship.

“Okay then…be over at six..?” Jimin mumbled.

“Yes, Sir!!” Taehyung said and Jimin could seehim saluting in his inner eye.

He shook his head with a little grin as hesaid his goodbyes and hung up the phone.

“God” Jimin whined as he rolled to his bellyto bury his face in the pillow.

Saturday.Saturday I will tell him. Saturday he will know. Saturday I’ll get my answer.

 “Okay, so…something really exciting happened on Thursday, youwon’t believe me!!” Taehyung nearly yelled suddenly, halfway through a romanticcomedy. “I completely forgot that I didn’t tell you yet!”

Tell him, Park Jimin, tell him!!

Jimin groaned internally. That was the nthtime he was trying to get himself to say those few, deadly sentences, but hecouldn’t force a single word through his lips.

“What is it?” Jimin asked with a little smile,too nervous to be really interested in whatever happened to his best friend.

Tellhim. You have to tell him.

“Okay so…you know that I have that reallylame maths class on Thursday afternoons, yeah? So…there are so many boring peoplein that class; I’m not really friends with anyone so I have to live throughthat whole shit on my own…” Taehyung began.

Tellhim. Park Jimin, tell him!

“But last Thursday the teacher came in together with a random guy I’venever seen before. And he introduced him as our new classmate. I know; it’sweird that he changed schools in the middle of the schoolyear, but he had a ‘personalreason’ for it. I don’t know what that reason was, I bet his family moved andhis parents are good friends with the principal or something. Anyways…”

You haveto tell him, come on! It can’t be that hard.

“So there’s an empty spot beside me and the teacher sends the new guystraight next to me. So I looked up at him kinda bored, but then he smiles atme so damn brightly and he has thosecute little dimples in his cheeks, GOD.But yeah…that guy sits next to me and…”

Okay.Collect your words. It can’t be that hard, Jimin.

“…he kept smiling at me and he introduced himself. His name is Hoseok,doesn’t it sound cute?? Hoseok. Well…afterclass he suddenly asked me if I could show him around so I said yes and when wewere in an empty corridor he suddenly kissedme. And I was so confused, because…I know that guy for a few hours and here he is kissing me.”

Say it. ‘I’min love with you’. Say it, Jimin. Six words. I am in love with you.

“And well, we went out to grab ice creamafterwards and then he-“

“I’m in love with you.”

“-asked me out and long story short we’re dating now…wait WHAT?!”

Jimin felt like his whole heart was rippedapart right in the middle and while one of the halves rushed down to drop to thebottom of his stomach, the other rose to his throat to choke him.

Badtiming, the mean little voice in his head whispered and Jimin couldn’t helpbut agree.

“Did you just say you’re dating someone??”

“Did you just say you’re in love with me?!?”

Jimin felt tears starting to form in his eyesand before he had to meet his best friend’s confusing, soft brown eyes, henearly jumped up from the sofa.

“You should go” he said in an unnaturally highvoice, hysterically darting his eyes around the whole room in the desperateattempt to keep his tears from running down his cheeks.

“Jiminnie” Taehyung whispered softly, his facescrunching up in something resembling pity and distress. “Jiminnie, I’m sosorry…”

“Don’t.” Jimin shook his head and turned awayso his best friend couldn’t see the tears that had finally managed to escapehis eyes. “Close the door after yourself” he whispered in a shaky voice, beforenearly storming out of the living room and upstairs to his room.

It took Jimin two months before hestopped ignoring Taehyung’s calls and messages.

It took him four months to accept that Hoseokwas still pretty much Taehyung’s boyfriend and that they would probably betogether for a long time.

It took him five months to stop plottingmurdering Hoseok in his head.

It took him a half year until he could hangout with the two of them without hating every second of it.

“So…we were planning to go to that summerparty this evening and you are totally coming with us” Taehyung said from hisspot on Hoseok’s lap and Jimin sighed.

“Not interested. But thank you for yourinvitation.”

“Ugh, Jiminnie!!” Taehyung whined, climbingoff his boyfriend’s lap to drape himself all over Jimin from the side. “Pleeeeeeaaaaaaaaseeeeeeeeeee~”

“I would go. He can be really persistent”Hoseok scoffed, sending Jimin a light grin.

Jimin bit back his answer of ‘I know; I’veknown him for a longer time than you do, asshole’ and instead muttered the morepolite version. “I know. But I really don’t want to go to any party…”

“You may get to know someone there~” Taehyungcooed in his ear. “Please, Jiminnie, please, please, please, please, please,please, please, please…”

“OKAY, I’LL GO, BUT SHUT UP!!”

“Yay!!” Taehyung grinned and ruffled Jimin’shair. “I’m hungry, are you hungry?” He got up and planted a little kiss onHoseok’s lips before skipping over to the phone to order take out.

“He’s one of a kind” Hoseok chuckled.

Jimin smiled a little. “Yeah, he really is.”

“I don’t wanna be here,Taehyunggggggg~” Jimin whined as his best friend pulled him into the club thesummer party was at.

“You just need some alcohol and you will have onehell of a time!” Taehyung promised, his hand tightly intertwined with Hoseok’s.“Now go, get yourself a drink, I’ll take my sexy boyfriend dancing~”

Jimin was happy to find that he didn’t feel the urge to punch Hoseok’ssmirk right off his face as he dragged Taehyung to the dance floor.

Everythingis coming together.

That actually made him smile as he made hisway over to the bar.

“What would you like to drink?” the bartenderasked, before he could even get a glance at the menu.

“Just…give me something with alcohol” Jimin muttered,without looking up. He glanced back over his shoulder and grimaced a littlewhen his eyes quickly found Taehyung and Hoseok near-dry-humping on the dancefloor. “Much alcohol.”

The bartender chuckled as he turned around tomix his drink and Jimin glanced up to find a nicely sculptured back with broadshoulders and a manly, strong nape.

Not bad,he thought, tongue darting out to wet his lower lip a little.

A little smirk stretched his lips as his gazewandered down shamelessly to a firm, round butt and delicious thighs in blackskinny jeans. Not bad at all.

“I hope this one is strong enough” thebartender said as he turned around to place the colourful drink in front ofhim.

Jimin grinned as he scanned the other’syouthful yet sharp and handsome face. “Thank you.” He made to dig his walletout of his jacket’s pocket, but the other stopped him.

“Free of charge” the bartender said and winkedat him before leaving to take someone else’s order.

Jimin contentedly sipped on the delicious drink.

“Still hate it here?” a slightly pantingTaehyung asked as he pushed his way through to stand next to him. “I totallyjust saw you flirting with that bartender.”

Jimin only grinned with his lips wrappedaround the straw.

Taehyung smiled at him fondly, jumping alittle when Hoseok turned up behind him to wrap his arms around his waist andbury his face in the younger’s neck.

“I guess it’s okay here” Jimin said andTaehyung laughed.

“More than just okay, I guess” he muttered, hisvoice dragging out into a little gasp when a slightly tipsy Hoseok startedtrailing kisses over his neck.

“Go find a room, you two.” Jimin rolled hiseyes when Hoseok kept obviously groping Taehyung everywhere. “You’re still inpublic.”

“Yeah, we tend to forget that” Hoseok purred,nibbling on Taehyung’s earlobe, before stepping back with a firm grip onTaehyung’s wrist. “Bye Jimin.”

“Bye Jiminnie” Taehyung eagerly said, beforeHoseok dragged him away.

“Bye horny people” Jimin scoffed to himself ashe took another sip of his drink.

“Tastes good?” that familiar voice spoke upagain and Jimin’s eyes crinkled up in a smile as he glanced back at thehandsome bartender.

“Very good. It’s delicious.”

“Good to know. I’ll…be done at 2 AM.”

Jimin wiggled his eyebrows at the slightlynervous little grin on the other’s lips. “Good to know” Jimin cooed seductively,making the other smirk a bit.

“I’m Jungkook, by the way” he said, beforesomeone else called for him.

Jimin couldn’t help but smile at how thingsturned out to be.

I guess I’mokay again.

Pairing: Yoonmin and side!Namjin

Category: Fluff (I guess), highschool!AU

Word Count: 2.496

Warnings: Cursing, (underage) drinking of alcohol, puking(?)

“Seokjinand I are dating. I asked him out yesterday.”

Yoongi damn near choked on a bite of thehorrible school lunch. “What?! But I thought you went out as friends!” Hiswidened eyes stared straight at Namjoon’s beaming face.

He lookshappy, Yoongi realized, feeling like someone pierced a knife through hisheart.

“Actually…it was a trial kind of thing, youknow..?” Namjoon explained with a little grin. “We decided to just go out andsee how it’ll go, but we got along really well and he…kissed me when I broughthim home so I…asked him out. And he said yes.”

“Oh…” Yoongi mumbled, piercing his food withhis chopsticks. He completely lost his appetite.

“Just ‘oh’?” Namjoon chuckled. “Shouldn’t yoube happy for your best friend?”

“Of course. Congrats.” Yoongi sighed andpushed his tray to the side.

“Listen, I know this may seem weird, becauseit’s all happening so fast, but I really like him a lot and…I think he likesme, too. So we should give it a try, right?”

“Sure” Yoongi sighed. “It just…seems a bitrushed.”

Namjoon’s face fell a little and heimmediately felt bad for saying that.

His best friend was really happy and Seokjinwould surely be a great boyfriend for him, but Yoongi couldn’t help but wonderif he would be a better boyfriend.

“You think so?” Namjoon asked, gnawing on hislower lip. “What if he only said yes because I…kind of sprang it on him? Whatif he doesn’t actually want to be with me?? Maybe I should have waited a bit…”

Yoongi mentally slapped himself. Great, now you made him worry just becauseyou’re a jealous bitch.

“No, I bet Seokjin wouldn’t kiss you if hedidn’t feel something for you. It’ll be alright” he comforted Namjoon, even ifthe words burned like acid on his tongue.

“Hey, guys!” Seokjin’s voice suddenly sounded,shortly before he sat down next to Namjoon with his tray and kissed his cheek.

Speakingof the devil, Yoongi thought dryly, unconsciously piercing the older withan angry gaze.

“Hey!” Jimin, Seokjin’s younger brother,beamed as he took a seat next to Yoongi. “Hyung and I were stuck in the row;someone in the front was arguing with the ladies giving out the food, becausehe wanted a bigger portion or something and he was holding up the whole process.”Jimin sighed heavily as he tugged the wooden chopsticks apart and starteddigging in his food.

“It’s kindof weird that they’re together now. Namjoon and Seokjin, I mean” Jimin mumbledas he and Yoongi sat in the library that afternoon. “I mean…I like Namjoon, buthe’s my friend and suddenly he and my brother are dating and it’s just…well,weird.”

“Right. They don’t even fit together.” Yoongiflipped a page of his book a bit too forceful, nearly ripping the page off.

The truth was that Namjoon and Seokjin did fit together; quite perfectly,actually, but Yoongi would rather live from broccoli until the end of his lifethan to admit that. And he really, reallyhated broccoli.

“I don’t know about that…” Jimin saidcarefully. “Actually, they’ve never been happier. And Seokjin-hyung doesn’tspend that much time alone in his room since he went out with Namjoon. He’ssmiling a lot more, too.”

“Yeah…same with Namjoon” Yoongi admitted withgritted teeth, as he noted some important facts for his homework from the librarybook. “Still, I can’t stand how they’re always so lovey-dovey. I mean…they gottogether yesterday and they’realready sooo in love. Ugh.”

“Wow…you’re really not happy with them being together, huh?” Jimin whisperedsoftly, subtly grabbing his water bottle to take a sip – drinking in the librarywas actually forbidden.

“Well…I don’t know” Yoongi sighed, beforeleaning back in his seat, rubbing his face with both hands. “I’m just…”

“Jealous.” Jimin glanced over to him with aslightly sad little smile on his lips. “Right?”

“Maybe…” Yoongi mumbled. “I don’t know…Namjoonisn’t even my type but I’m just…I just…really like him, okay? And I…can’t standseeing him all happy with Seokjin. Your brother doesn’t even like me, anyways.For no reason at all! I was always nice to him but he barely talks or looks atme. And it just bothers me that Namjoon will be spending a lot of time with himfrom now on, because Seokjin will make sure to exclude me from that time.”

“Well, maybe Seokjin doesn’t like you thatmuch, because you always scrutinize him like he just killed your whole family.”

Yoongi glared at Jimin and got up, slamminghis book shut. “Thanks for being on my side” he scoffed sarcastically, beforegrabbing his stuff and storming away from the table to put the book back.

He knew that he was overreacting, but thatwhole Namjoon and Seokjin thing has just been taking a toll on his nerves thewhole day.

“I’m sorry for being an ass earlier”Yoongi mumbled as soon as Jimin picked up the phone.

“Yeah, hi to you, too” Jimin giggled. “It’sokay, man. I can handle your little breakouts by now.”

“I’m still sorry. I don’t know what’s wrongwith me in the last time.” Yoongi sighed and leaned back against his bed’sheadboard.

“You’re just being an ass, as usual” Jiminsaid cheerfully and Yoongi laughed.

“Yeah, I like you, too. Hey, Jimin..? Do you…doyou think that Namjoon and Seokjin are…really happy?”

The younger was silent for a while and if itwasn’t for his soft breathing, Yoongi would’ve thought he’d hung up. “I thinkthey pretty much are. Hyung, they make each other happy” Jimin whisperedeventually.

“Then I should stop being an egoistic ass andjust be happy for them, huh?”

He heard the other chuckling softly. “Maybe.”

They were silent for a while, until Jimineventually spoke up again. “I know that it’s hard, hyung. But did you everconsider that…you’re maybe not even in love with him? I mean…Namjoon is 100% not your type, actually you’re a bitawkward with each other whenever you have to touch. Don’t you think that youmay…just…I don’t know…be imagining things? Maybe you just like Namjoon as afriend, but now that he’s with Seokjin and he’ll most probably spend more timewith him, you’re scared that you will lose him, so you…kinda developed thosefake feelings, ya know? Ah, I don’t know how to explain it, I’m bad with words.”Jimin chuckled softly, sounding a bit embarrassed. “But just…consider it. Imean…just imagine being together with Namjoon and having to deal with all hisshit on a daily basis; that would be awful.”

Yoongi couldn’t help but laugh at that. “Maybeyou’re right, Jiminnie” he said after a short while. “Thank you. For helping meout and not dumping me in the next trash can.”

“You’re welcome, hyung.” He could clearly hearthe grin in Jimin’s voice. “You’re not really bad company, actually. Most ofthe time.”

“Thanks a lot, man” Yoongi chuckled. “Hey, howabout you come over and I’ll treat you to the finest takeout?”

“Mh, sounds romantic” Jimin saidsarcastically. “I’ll be over in ten! Order a lot; I’m hungry!”

And with that, he hung up. He could be happyto have such an amazing friend like Jimin, Yoongi thought.

“And then he suddenly came out of theshower and he was so shocked to see me there that he slipped with his wet feetand knocked his head on the desk. He’s okay though; but he had a huge bump onthe back of his head” Jimin finished telling the story of him catching hisroommate with his girlfriend in the shower.

Yoongi damn near fell over on the floor fromlaughing so hard, wiping tears from his eyes.

Jimin had brought a six pack of beer and abottle of something stronger; and now they were sitting on the floor of Yoongi’sroom, sipping their alcoholic beverages and stuffing their faces with thepizzas Yoongi had ordered.

“Oh man. And what did he say?” Yoongi giggled,before taking the huge, last sip of his beer bottle.

“He said she was just a friend of his butdamn, you don’t just take a shower with your friend for one hour” Jimin said cackling, before taking a huge biteof his piece of pizza.

“No, you usually don’t.” Yoongi chuckled andreached for the bottle of booze.

He had no idea what it was, because thecolourful label was mainly in English, but he didn’t care at the moment.

“Whoa, don’t drink too much of that, man!”Jimin said, quickly snapping the bottle from Yoongi when he didn’t stopdrinking after a huge chug. “You know none of us are really good at drinking.”

“Mh…Namjoon was always better than me. Hecould take like…thrice the amount of alcohol than me” Yoongi mumbled, leaningbackwards against the side of his bed, his head already swimming a bit.

“Well, but he’s 181cm tall and you’re tiny.”

“You’re tinier!!” Yoongi yelled and thengiggled stupidly as he tried to grab a piece of pizza but missed every time. “Whyare they so faaaast?” he slurred, sighing contentedly when he finally managedto catch a piece.

Jimin rolled his eyes. “Man, you’re wasted.”

“Am not” Yoongi mumbled, failing to direct thepiece of pizza to his mouth and getting his cheek all oily.

“Here” Jimin sighed, taking the piece from hishand and feeding it to Yoongi. “You should get some food in your system.”

“Mhh, you’re too nice to me” Yoongi mumbled,before opening his mouth for Jimin to feed him another bite. “You’re cute,Jiminnie. Nice and cute Jiminnie.”

The younger chuckled as he carefully fed himsome more. “Man, I should record this to blackmail you later.”

“Jiminnie..?” Yoongi mumbled, grimacing andturning his face away when the other tried to feed him some more pizza. “Jiminnie,why are you always so nice to me?”

The other’s face fell a bit and he put thepizza back down in the carton. “Well…you’re my friend, hyung” he mumbled andYoongi could swear that the other’s cheeks turned a bit red.

But maybe his vision was just a bit blurryfrom the alcohol.

“Mh, but Namjoon is my friend, too. And you’reso much nicer to me.” Yoongi blinked slowly, trying to fight the suddensleepiness that took over him.

“I like you a lot, hyung” Jimin whispered. “Maybethat’s why.”

“A lot?” Yoongi asked, frowning lightly as hiseyes slipped close.

“Too much.”

Yoongi was just about to ask what Jimin meantwith that when he slowly fell into an alcohol-induced sleep.

He was run over by two trucks lastnight; quite possibly three, he was sure of that.

Yoongi groaned in pain as soon as he slowlyopened his eyes, rolling to his belly to bury his face in the pillow. The roomwas way too bright even if the blinds were shut. Everything more than completedarkness was too bright when you had a hangover as bad as this one.

“Good morning, hyung” Jimin’s voice soundedand Yoongi only groaned in reply when he felt the other sitting down on the bednext to him. “Feeling well?”

“I hope you’re kidding, asshole” the oldergrumbled.

“I am” Jimin giggled softly. “Should havelistened to me.”

“Fuck you.”

“You’re such a sunshine in the morning.”

“My head hurts” Yoongi whines.

“If you managed to sit up I have some waterand pain killers for you” Jimin said, a light smile in his voice.

“Mh” Yoongi only hummed, slowly rolling to hisbed and propping up on one elbow.

Jimin smiled at him and reached him a glass ofwater and a little, white pill.

“Thanks” Yoongi rasped, before gulping thepill down eagerly. “Now let me sleep a few more hours. Or days.”

“It’s already afternoon” Jimin said and rolledhis eyes. “You slept long enough.”

Yoongi sighed heavily and dropped back on thebed. “Did I do anything embarrassing last night? Am I on YouTube?”

Jimin giggled and the cute little soundactually made Yoongi smile a bit.

Wait.Since when is Jimin’s annoying giggling cute??

“Not yet. You fell asleep before you could doanything too embarrassing. But you didcall me nice and cute.”

Yoongi only hummed in reply, frowning a bitwhen something suddenly rang through his head.

I likeyou a lot, hyung. Too much.

“Jimin-ah? Did you say you…like me last night?” he asked, glancingup at Jimin, whose eyes widened at his words.

“U-um, I…I mean…y-yes, I like you…like afriend, you know?” he stuttered, quickly averting his gaze from Yoongi’s as hischeeks turned red.

“But you said you like me too much…” Yoongimumbled before he could stop himself.

Jimin’s mouth dropped open a tiny bit and theolder couldn’t help but think that he looked adorable like that.

What thefuck is wrong with me??

“I didn’t…mean it like…I mean I didn’t…sayit like that, I bet you only imagined that, I mean you were pretty wasted,right?” Jimin said hastily, but he looked a bit scared.

Don’ttell me that he’s…

“Jiminnie” Yoongi whispered, sitting up with abit of an effort. “Tell me the truth.”

Jimin opened his mouth as to protest, but thenhe gave up with a sigh, his shoulders dropping a bit. “I like you…I liked youfor longer than I can remember” he whispered in such a soft voice that Yoongihad trouble understanding it.

“Why didn’t you tell me?”

Jimin gave him a look. “Why didn’t you tellNamjoon?”

“Oh…” Yoongi mumbled dumbly, still trying towrap his head around it. „So you… always listened to me complaining aboutNamjoon, but all this time you…had the same problems with…me?“

Jimin nodded slowly, eyes dropping to thefloor.

“Well, now I feel like an ass” Yoongi mumbled.

“I’m sorry, hyung. I’m sorry for making it allcomplicated, I’m sorry for…” Jimin started in a high voice.

“Stop” the older interrupted him with a softvoice, his pale hand searching the other’s small one on the bedsheets. “Don’tapologize.”

“Hyung…” Jimin breathed, turning his head tolook at him.

Yoongi didn’t know what he was doing when hemoved his fingers to intertwine them with the other’s, tugging him closer tohimself. “Don’t apologize” he repeated, his eyes wandering over Jimin’s face.

He didn’t know who leaned in first, butsomehow, their lips met in the middle of them; in a soft, sweet press that madetheir skin tingle and their eyes flutter shut.

Yoongi would have gladly prolonged the kiss,but he pulled back with widened eyes.

“Not because of you” he choked out, makingJimin blink confused as he scrambled to get up and ran over to the bathroom justto empty his stomach in the toilet.

What a romanticway of having the first kiss with your best friend, idiot.

Pairing: Jikook

Category: Fluff

Word Count: 2.171

Warnings: None

Jungkook glanced up as soon as thebus stopped at the already familiar station. He sat up a bit straighter in hisseat and peered to the front, a light smile stretching his lips when he sawthat red shock of hair in the mass of others getting on the bus.

The redhair looks really good on him, he thought, quickly ducking away when thehandsome stranger glanced his way to look for a vacant seat.

When the other passed by Jungkook, theyquickly exchanged shy smiles and it made his heart beat faster.

God,he’s so gorgeous.

He let a heavy sigh slip through his lips assoon as the red-head was out of hearing range and pushed his headphones harderagainst his ears.

One dayI will have the guts to talk to him. One day, he promised to himself.

But he knew that he would never do that,because he’s an awkward, shy teenager with a major crush on a perfect stranger,so he’ll just keep staring at him whenever he sees him on the bus. God, I wish I was braver.

 The next morning, the seat next toJungkook was still vacant when they stopped at the red-head’s station and hewas about to wave the other over when he already sat down next to an older ladyin the front of the bus.

He slumped down on his seat with a sigh,tugging his backpack out of the way when another guy sat down next to him.

Thatcould have been my chance to at least sit next to him!

Jungkook was in horrible mood for the rest ofthe day; it was so bad that his best friend Taehyung asked him if he wasn’tfeeling well.

When he got on the bus after college classes,he dropped himself on one of the seats with a disgruntled huff, immediatelytugging his headphones out of his bag to plug them in and listen to music.

He leaned back and closed his eyes; he had aone hour bus ride in front of him and he was really drained from the day, so hedecided to at least try and rest a bit. He barely opened one eye when someonesat down next to him, but he did a double take at the familiar red-haired boyas soon as he recognized him.

“Hey!” the other mouthed cheerfully, beforeplugging in his own earphones and even if Jungkook couldn’t hear his voicethrough the music, he was sure that it sounded as sweet as honey.

“Hi” he mumbled back sitting up a bitstraighter and willing himself to keep from blushing.

The whole bus ride, he kept glancing over atthe other, letting his eyes wander over his soft, slightly chubby cheeks, hispretty eyes and straight nose and those pink little plump lips.

Jungkook gulped, before turning his head tothe other side to stare out of the window. Goddamn it, he’s even more beautiful up close.

He was on edge the whole time and resting was long forgotten. Every timetheir elbows brushed accidentally, it sent a shiver through Jungkook’s entirebody and he was sure that he was blushing heavily. The stranger got up whenthey were nearing his station; he smiled at Jungkook and waved before jumpingout of the bus.

Jungkook sighed heavily, leaning his head backwith a dreamy little smile on his face.

Yes, he didn’t exactly talk to the other, but at least they sat next to each other andthey could work up from there, right? At least that was what he kept tellinghimself on the last fifteen minutes to his place.

That night, he dreamt of his red-haired crush,dreamt of the feeling of their arms brushing against each other in the bus andof the possible outcomes of their next meeting.

He dreamt of sweet little hugs and kisses andof romantic dates in his favourite coffee shop.

The next morning was the first time he everwoke up early with a smile on his lips.

Some days later, Jungkook sat in theback of the bus, eyes focused on that familiar shock of bright red hair. He hada quite short day at college, so he was in even better mood than usual,cheerfully listening to music while ‘stalking’ on his crush.

As far as he could see from his spot, theother was sleeping or at least resting; his head tilted back against his seatand eyes closed. Jungkook shuffled to the side a bit, trying to get a betterview of the other and he smiled to himself when he found the red-head’s mouthslightly opened.

Hemust’ve really fallen asleep. Maybe he had a stressful day. His lipsunconsciously formed a little pout when he thought of the other being stressed.He shouldn’t be stressed. He should befeeling well.

Jungkook glanced out of the window when thebus held at the next station, widening his eyes a little when he recognizedthat they would reach his crush’s station soon. And he’s still sleeping.

Jungkook gulped as an idea formed in his headand before he could overthink it, he got up and walked towards the front of thebus. The seat next to the stranger was vacant, so he sat down and, aftercontemplating for a few more seconds, tapped the other’s shoulder.

It took a while for him to wake the slightlysmaller male up, but eventually, his cute eyes opened and he glanced over atJungkook sleepily. “Hm?” he hummed confused, rubbing his eyes with cute littlehands.

“Y-you’re missing your s-station…” Jungkookstuttered, a light blush painting his cheeks red.

The other glanced towards the small infoscreen, his mouth dropping open when he realized they would reach his stationin about one minute. “Oh my God, did I fall asleep?” he asked, running a hand throughhis bright hair. “You saved my life there.” He chuckled a bit. “I think we’vemet before, right?”

“U-uh…yeah, we drive the same bus homefor…about one hour” Jungkook answered, a bit taken aback by the other’s suddenquestion.

“Oh…well…I’m Jimin! And I think…this ismy station” the other – Jimin – said with a little grin.

Jungkook quickly got up to let the other outof his seat. “I’m Jungkook” he said, just as the bus stopped.

“Nice to meet you, Jungkook-sshi” Jimin saidwith a smile. “I’ll treat you to coffee one day; as a thank you!”

And then he hopped off the bus, leaving adumbfounded Jungkook behind.

Didhe…just…ask me out for coffee?

After that day, they ended up sittingnext to each other every time they took the same bus home; what happened aboutthree times a week.

Jimin held his promise of treating him forcoffee, but since both of them were quite busy with college, he brought twotake-away-cups of coffee in the bus one day.

He brought Jungkook a caramel macchiato (thebest coffee he ever had in his life) and the younger kept the plastic cupstanding around on his window sill – after he cleaned it of course.

“I was worried because you didn’t show upyesterday” Jungkook mumbled as Jimin sat down next to him.

“Ah, I missed the bus because I had to talk toone of my tutors about a dance routine.”

“You dance?” he asked surprised.

“Yeah, why? I dance since I was little. Istudy dancing and vocals in university” Jimin answered, chuckling softly.

“Really?? I study producing and vocals! Why didn’twe ever meet??” Jungkook shook his head a little.

Unbelievable that they even shared the samesubject – in different years, though – but never met on campus.

“No idea, man. Maybe it wasn’t meant to be”Jimin giggled, before pulling his phone out of his bag to check his messages.“Oh man. My best friend is sending me weird stuff again.”

“I also have one of those friends.” Jungkookgrinned when he thought of Taehyung texting him about random subjects like ‘Doyou think chicken would eat fried human legs if they took over the world?’.

“Yeah, Taehyung is one of a kind” Jiminmumbled to himself, as he typed a reply.

“WAIT. Taehyung!? Did you say your bestfriend’s name is Taehyung?!?”

Jimin glanced up with raised eyebrows.“Uhm…yeah?”

“Taehyung as in Kim Taehyung?? Tall, a bitskinny, always cuts up his shirts and sweaters, brown hair, handsome face. Akamy best friend?”

“Don’t tell me you know Taehyung!” Jiminexclaimed and they both stared at each other with widened eyes for a while,before bursting out in disbelieving laughter.

“Wow, we were really meant to be, huh?”Jungkook scoffed eventually, not realizing what he just said before he metJimin’s surprised gaze.

“Meant to be you say?” the other saidteasingly, a grin tugging his lips upwards.

Jungkook blushed in the colour of ripestrawberries and Jimin giggled.

“You’re cute” he said, smiling at him beforefocusing back on his phone.

Cute. He called me cute.

Jungkook buried his face in his pillow tomuffle the squeal forcing itself out of his mouth. It was already pastmidnight, but he was still lying awake in his bed, unable to fall asleep.

He rolled to his side when his phone vibratedwith a message on his nightstand and unlocked it, squinting at the bright lightof the screen.

From: Jimin ^///^

Hey~ uh…are you still awake?

Jungkook smiled to himself andquickly typed a reply, deleting the message a few times until he was sure thatit didn’t sound too desperate.

To: Jimin ^///^

Yep~ and you?

His eyes widened and he slapped hishand against his mouth. You’re so stupid,Jungkook!! OF COURSE HE’S AWAKE HE JUST SENT YOU A MESSAGE!! God damn it, hesurely thinks I’m stupid now…

From: Jimin ^///^

Of course I’m awake, dummy :’) I kind of can’t sleep T^T entertain me!!:P

To: Jimin ^///^

I also can’t…uhm…how exactly should I entertain you..?

From: Jimin ^///^

Idk~ tell me something about you that I don’t know yet :D

To: Jimin ^///^

Uhhhh…I like drawing^^ but I’m not exactly good at it….

From: Jimin ^///^

I bet you’re better than you think \^__^/ show me some of yourdrawings!! :3

To: Jimin ^///^

Uh….okay…

Jungkook ended up taking pictures ofsome of his favourite drawings and sending them to Jimin, always waiting forthe other’s opinion while gnawing on his lower lip nervously.

But Jimin liked every single drawing he senthim and praised his skills every time and eventually, around 2AM when both ofthem were too tired to write without mistyping every second word, he got amessage that made his heart jump, waking him up immediately.

From: Jimin ^///^

Jungkookie~ I know this…may be weird but…would you go out with me? ThisSaturday. There’s a new movie in the cinemas that I’d like to watch and wecould go together…uhm…I mean…as a…..date?

“Oh my God” Jungkook whispered in ahigh voice, throwing his phone to the side and getting off his bed to jumparound in his room like a scared kangaroo, flailing his arms around. “Oh my Godoh my God oh my God!!”

He pressed both hands against his mouth tokeep from waking his parents up, squealing into them excitedly, beforescrambling to get back to his bed to reply to Jimin’s message, just to findthat the other had sent him two more while he was celebrating.

From: Jimin ^///^

Jungkook-ah?

From: Jimin ^///^

I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have asked you, I know it’s weird, sorry…uh…just…forgetit, okay? See you…

This time, Jungkook screamed out loudand he was unbelievably lucky that his parents were deep sleepers as he hurriedto type his message.

To: Jimin ^///^

NO NO NO NO, I’m sorry, I…was just slow with replying!! I want to gowith you, really!!

From: Jimin ^///^

Oh….really?

To: Jimin ^///^

Yeah, really

From: Jimin ^///^

Okay! :3 I’ll…pick you up at 6PM?

To: Jimin ^///^

Okay!! :)

 Their first official date was themost awkward hours they both spent with each other by now.

They were both so nervous and excited thatthey barely managed to talk to each other without stuttering or blushing.

When Jimin brought him home afterwards, theystood outside of his door for a long while, none of them really wanting to endthe evening for good.

When Jimin eventually was brave enough toinitiate a goodnight kiss, their noses bumped into each other before their lipscould meet and they both giggled embarrassed before leaning in for the secondtry.

And this time, their lips touched for real andeven if it only lasted a few, short seconds, Jungkook would call it the mostperfect kiss of his whole life.

And when Jungkook lay in bed that night, hethought that it was indeed the most perfect date he could have asked for, shy awkwardnessaside.

Pairing: Vhope

Category: Angst

Word Count: 1.552

Warnings: Painful crush, hurt feelings, (somehow) rejection

“You know what we should do??“ Jiminasked all of a sudden. “Let’s play a round of Truth or Dare or something!!”

All of the others immediately agreed, makingsome space on the living room floor and sitting down in a circle.

Taehyung stayed at the table, staring down atthe wooden table top with widened eyes.

They had some free days and someone – Jimin – thought it would be a great ideato sneak some alcohol into the dorm and have a little party.

The only ones who were still sober wereTaehyung and Jungkook, but while the maknae seemed to enjoy watching his hyungsget absolutely shitfaced and doing random, dumb stuff, Taehyung didn’t enjoyhimself at all.

Hoseok was an awfully touchy drunk andTaehyung just couldn’t handle being too close to him at the moment.

It took him two whole years to realize that hehad a crush on his hyung; he had always liked him and always felt a littlespecial around him, but only when he watched that TV drama featuring a gaycouple, he had realized that those feelings he had for Hoseok may be anythingelse but platonic. And since then he always flinched when his hyung touched himand tried to slip out of his hugs, because those touches meant somethingtotally different to Hoseok than to him.

“Come on, TaeTae, don’t be a party pooper!”Namjoon hollered and Taehyung flinched when everyone laughed at the leader’swords.

“Party pooper!” Jimin giggled so hard that hefell over and nearly knocked his head on the coffee table. “He poops onparties!”

Jungkook only grinned, before waving him over.“Come on, hyung. That’ll be funny. I bet we can get some of them to make outwith each other.”

Taehyung sighed heavily, as he got up toslowly walk over to them and take a seat next to the youngest.

“Well, but if you’re unlucky, you will get tomake out with Jimin!” Hoseok yelled, while Jimin puckered his lips towardsJungkook, making kissing noises.

The maknae immediately shut his mouth, a lightblush creeping up his cheeks.

“More like…if he’s lucky, he’ll get to makeout with me” Jimin said with a grin, winking at the blushing youngest, beforegrabbing an empty bottle and putting it in the middle of their circle.“Okay…start!”

“Jinnie-hyung I dare you to…lickYoongi-hyung’s toe!” Jimin squealed, nearly spilling his alcoholic beverage allover himself as he tried to take a sip.

“Never. Give me your truth” Seokjin declinedwith a disgusted face.

“Okay…hmmm…did you ever have weird dreamsabout any of us? Like…sexual dreams?” Jimin asked; a wicked grin on his face.

“No, I didn’t” Jin said, rolling his eyes.“That’s a dumb question; I’m straight and you’re like my younger brothers. Ew.”

Jimin sighed. “You’re no fun. Okay, it’s yourturn.”

Seokjin chuckled softly as he spun the bottleand it landed on Jungkook. “Oh damn…I can’t be mean to our maknae, can I..?” hecooed sarcastically and the youngest gulped. “Okay, my dare for you is to kissJimin. On the lips. For at least ten seconds.”

“Gimme your truth, hyung” Jungkook immediatelysaid, making Jimin pout.

“I found Jimin fancams in your online history;did you watch them to get off to them?” Seokjin shot, making everyone gasp andNamjoon spit his drink all over the floor.

Jungkook’s mouth hung open for an awfully longtime, before he cleared his throat and started crawling up to Jimin with cherryred cheeks, kissing him right in front of them without even hesitating for asecond.

Taehyung widened his eyes, his mouth fallingopen as he watched them. Oh damn. What ifthey try to make me do something like that?? I can’t kiss one of them with…withHoseok right there. Or what if it turns out to be Hoseok I have to kiss?!

Before he could properly start to freak out,Jungkook had pulled back again and grabbed the bottle to spin it. It landedright on a still dazed-looking Jimin with kiss-swollen lips.

“My dare for you is to lick the floor”Jungkook mumbled, acting all nonchalant even if he was still flushed red as atomato.

“Truth” Jimin whispered, blinking a bit.

“Honestly, would you date any of us for real?”

Jimin’s lips formed a pout and Taehyung’smouth fell open when his best friend looked at him. “I’d totally date TaeTae.We’re really close friends; we’d surely make a great couple.”

Taehyung gulped and stared down at the bottle.

“Fine. Your turn.” Jungkook sounded like itwas anything but fine, but Taehyungwas too distracted to care as the bottle spun and spun and spun, started toslow down and then…pointed right at him.

“TaeTae~ your dare is to…” Jimin thought for awhile, before snipping his fingers as if he just got an amazing idea. “Tore-enact the Rookie King kiss with Hobi hyung!”

All of the others started cheering, butTaehyung felt his stomach drop to the floor when Hoseok only glanced at him witha slightly disgusted face.

“Why are you pulling me into this??” the olderprotested, making Taehyung feel like someone just stabbed him right through theheart.

“Shush, it’s always two people involved in akiss!” Jimin clapped his hands. “Sooo will you do it, TaeTae?”

Taehyung shook his head. “Never. Truth.”

“Truth? You’re boring. Okay…truth it is…do youhave a crush on someone right now? And if yes, who is it?”

Taehyung gulped. Not this question out of all questions you could have asked.

“That’s actually two questions” Namjoon buttedin, blinking at both of them slowly.

“Okay then…who is your current crush? I wantnames!!” Jimin cackled, making Taehyung flinch.

“I’ll…do the dare then” he whispered, tryingto ignore Hoseok’s glare in his direction.

“I don’t remember agreeing to this” his hyunghissed.

“Oh, shut up and play along” Seokjin said androlled his eyes, before getting up on wobbly legs. “I think we even havelipstick somewhere that a fan gave us…”

“You’re taking way too long!” Namjoonyelled when Taehyung and Hoseok just sat in front of each other without moving.“Should Yoongi-hyung push you together again?”

Jungkook scoffed as he glanced over to thesecond oldest member passed out on the sofa. “I think he’s pretty much asleep.”

“Hurry, hurry~” Jimin sang. “Come on, just getit over with. God damn it.”

Taehyung sighed heavily, squeezing his eyesshut before peering at his crush’s face so close to his own and the nasty, redlipstick smeared on the older guy’s lips.

“Sorry, hyung” he whispered shakily and Hoseokjust scoffed.

“Just do it.”

Taehyung took a deep breath, before leaningin; glancing up at the other’s closed eyes.

I didn’twant our second kiss to be like the first one was; forced and with all thoseeyes watching us. But I’ll probably never have a real kiss with you. So I’lltake what I get.

The thought nearly made him burst out in tearson the spot and in just a few more seconds, he had gotten close enough fortheir lips to brush.

“Come on; do it properly!!” Jimin said.

Before any of the others could push themfurther together, Taehyung leaned in the last inch to fully press their lipstogether, feeling the disgustingly sticky lipstick they had forced on Hoseok.He didn’t move his lips at all; he didn’t dare to, because then Hoseok may haverealized that Taehyung quite liked kissing him. He only stayed like this, withtheir lips pressed tightly together, until the others told them that the timewas up.

Hoseok immediately pulled back and wiped athis lips with a tissue Seokjin handed him, before sitting back down on hisoriginal spot.

Taehyung took another tissue to clean his ownlips, feeling even more horrible than he had the first time he realized that hewas in love with his band member.

The rest of the evening, he was silentlysitting at the side, trying his damnedest not to cry while the other membersenjoyed the game. When he glanced up, his eyes coincidentally met Hoseok’s andthe other looked away immediately, not even a hint of a smile on his lips.

The feeling of rejection felt heavy inTaehyung’s stomach and he stood up with a sigh. “I’ll go to bed” he mumbled,even if none of the others really paid attention to him at this point.

Jungkook was the only one who wished him agood night, but the younger also immediately focused back on the game again.

It was already way past midnight, buthe was still standing out here.

Hoseok sighed heavily as he leaned against thedoor to the room he shared with the 95z.

He didn’t really have the guts to go inside;what if Taehyung was still awake? He didn’t know if he could face the youngerright now. Not after what happened about an hour ago.

He slowly lifted his hand to stroke over hislips still tingling from touching the younger’s soft ones.

Will Iever have a chance with you, Kim Taehyung? he asked himself bitterly,before pushing off the door to make his way over to the bathroom and get readyfor bed.

Pairing: Namjin

Category: Fluff, Catboy!AU

Word Count: 1.701

Warnings: None

Seokjin let out a heavy sigh as hestepped into his apartment after a long and tiring day at work. He let the bagslip from his shoulder, kicked his shoes off and shrugged out of his jacket toput it on a hook.

“Namjoon-ah?” he yelled as he made his way tothe living room, frowning lightly when the other guy wasn’t there. “Where areyou??”

“Hyung!” came a hurried voice out of thekitchen, before the younger came running out of it, stopping right in front ofSeokjin. “You’re home!”

“I am” Jin mumbled, raising his eyebrows atthe unusually cheerful greeting. “What did you do?”

Namjoon’s face dropped for a brief second,before he put his bright smile back up, making the cute dimples show in hischeeks. “Nothing!”

“Are you sure?” The older guy’s eyebrowswandered further up his forehead. “Don’t lie to me.”

“Hyung” Namjoon whined, the tips of hiscat-like ears dropping a bit. “I’m sorry; I didn’t mean to do it.”

Seokjin let out a heavy sigh. “To do what?”

The other grimaced, before glancing over hisshoulder. “I maybe tried makingdinner.”

“Oh no.”

“But I did it for you, hyung!! I wanted you tohave a nice dinner when you come home after working so hard! But I…forgot thatI put the food in the oven and I started playing video games and it…kind ofburned” Namjoon explained, chewing on his lower lip.

“Is that all?” Seokjin asked surprised.

Burned food? Normally, the kitchen would havelooked like World War 3 occurred in it.

“Uhhhh…”

Jin sighed heavily, before walking past theother to inspect the damage himself. He felt like he suffered a heart attackonce his eyes fell on the mess that was once his tidy kitchen. “What is thatslimy, yellow stuff all over the walls and cupboards?!” he yelled.

“I maybe tried making mashed potatoes andforgot to put the lid on the blender” Namjoon mumbled in a soft voice, scratchinghis ear while grimacing.

Seokjin buried his face in his hands. “Never.Enter. My. Kitchen. Again.”

He made Namjoon clean the wholekitchen while he was watching over the other’s every step so he didn’t breakanything. It took twenty minutes of being attacked by Namjoon’s puppy eyes –even if he was a cat hybrid, god damnit – until Seokjin let him sit on the sofa with him.

“Are you mad?” the younger asked in a shyvoice and Seokjin sighed.

“I am mad. But you cleaned it all up and youapologized, so it’s okay. Just…never try to make food for me again if I’m notthere, okay? It’s really nice of you that you thought of me and wanted tosurprise me with self-made dinner, but like this it only stresses me. And I don’tneed that after work.”

Namjoon nodded, his eyes dropped to the floorand lips jutted out into a pout. “I’m sorry, hyung” he whispered, his voiceshaky.

“No, don’t cry, oh my God” Seokjin cooed,before tugging on the other’s arm to pull him in an embrace. He just had a waytoo soft spot for the younger. “It’s okay, I forgive you.” He stroked the other’sshort hair soothingly, sometimes letting his fingers wander over the soft,perky ears.

“You’re not mad anymore? I don’t want you tobe mad at me” Namjoon whispered, glancing up at Seokjin’s face.

He shook his head and pressed a kiss againstthe younger’s lips. “I’m not mad anymore.”

“Okay” the hybrid sniffed, before leaning backa bit, Seokjin’s arm still loosely wrapped around his shoulders. “You look old,hyung.”

“Excuseme?” Seokjin gasped.

Namjoon only grinned at him and gave him aglimpse of his pointy little canines.

“You’re such a brat.”

“I meant that you look tired.”

“Of course” Jin scoffed.

“Should I make a bath ready for you so you canrelax a bit?” Namjoon asked, giving him a wide, dimpled smile.

“Okay, but I’ll watch you and make sure thatyou don’t flood the bathroom like…last time.”

“It wasn’t that bad!”

“The water dripped through the ceiling of theflat under ours. And I had to pay for the whole damage done.”

“I love you, hyung!” Namjoon beamed andSeokjin couldn’t help but smile at the other’s face.

“Shut up and make hyung a bath.”

“And then…five minutes before I wasabout to leave, my boss came in and dropped that huge ass folder on my desk,telling me to work through it until tomorrow evening. So I had to do like a quarter of it already to get it ready on time and in the end, I left two hours laterthan normal” Seokjin growled as he sat in the tub full of perfectly hot waterand soap bubbles.

“That’s really mean of him.” Namjoon pouted,grabbing a bottle of shampoo and squirting some in his palm before massaging itin Seokjin’s hair. “Relax, hyung. Want some wine?”

Jin sighed contentedly as the other’s handsrubbed over his scalp in relaxing motions. “That would be nice.”

“I’ll get you a glass of your favourite red wineafter I’m done washing your hair” Namjoon promised, a smile evident in hisvoice.

“I guess I’ll keep you after all.” Seokjingrinned as the younger let out a soft giggle at his words.

“Close your eyes~” Namjoon whispered, beforegrabbing the shower head and gently tilting Seokjin’s head back so he couldrinse his hair free of shampoo. “All done! Now I’ll get you some wine.”

Namjoon was just about to get up from where hewas sitting on a small stool next to the bathtub, when Seokjin took a hold ofhis wrist. “Give me a kiss first” the elder whispered with a smile.

Namjoon smiled brightly back at him, beforeleaning in to kiss the other’s lips gently. “I love you, hyung” he mumbled whenhe pulled back and Seokjin smiled.

“I love you, too.”

“Okay, time for wine!” Namjoon grinned andjumped up, before leaving the bathroom.

It took a while for the other to come back andSeokjin was already starting to worry that he broke something, when the youngerslipped back into the bathroom with a glass of red wine in his hand.

“There you go” he said with a dimpled smile ashe reached the glass to his hyung.

“You took a while” Seokjin mumbled. “Andthank you.”

“Hyung, you know you have to let wine breathe firstbefore pouring it in a glass” Namjoon explained and chuckled. “I had to wait abit.”

“You’re right. You did well” Jin praised himwith a smile, before taking a sip.

“It’s an apology for ruining your kitchen”Namjoon mumbled, his lower lip jutting out into a pout. “You should give mesome cooking classes so I can make dinner for you.”

“Even with cooking classes you would ruin mykitchen.” Seokjin grinned widely as he put the glass on a small shelf next tothe bathtub, before sitting up a bit in the tub. “The water is getting a bitcold; I guess I’ll have the rest of the wine on the sofa.”

“Okay!” Namjoon quickly jumped up from thestool to grab one of the huge, fluffy towels for his hyung, reaching it to theother as he stood up in the tub. The younger squeezed his eyes shut whileSeokjin wrapped his body in the towel.

“You already saw me naked, dummy” Jin cooed. “Noneed to act like that.”

“I just don’t want to stare” Namjoonexplained, slowly peering through his eyelids and opening his eyes completelywhen he saw that Jin was already wearing his bathrobe after drying his body. “That’simpolite.”

“You’re right. But I’m your boyfriend, so it’sokay if you stare” Seokjin said, winking at the younger as he took his glass ofwine from the shelf and left the bathroom.

Namjoon stood there blinking dumbfounded for awhile, before snapping out of it and following his hyung.

They snuggled back up to each other on thesofa and Namjoon was absentmindedly playing with the belt of the other’sbathrobe while Seokjin sipped his wine and flipped through some fashionmagazine.

“Hyung…can we go on a little vacation thisweekend? Just us two. We could go camping or…go to the beach or something”Namjoon mumbled after a while.

“That’s a nice idea. We should do that. It’llhelp me get my mind free of work for a few days” Seokjin said, stroking throughNamjoon’s hair with one hand.

The younger let out a soft sound close to apurr and inched closer to him. “That’s what I thought” Namjoon sighedcontentedly, pressing his head against the other’s hand a bit.

Seokjin smiled to himself and scratched thatspecial spot right behind the other’s left ear, earning a contented, deep purrfrom the younger’s throat. “You’re so cute” he chuckled.

“And you’re great at petting.”

Seokjin laughed and Namjoon smiled at the sound.He really loved hearing his hyung’s laughter; it was such a beautiful,delighted sound that he just couldn’t get enough of.

“Promise me that you won’t try to cook for meagain, Namjoonie” Seokjin said after a short while, setting his empty glass onthe coffee table to fully wrap both arms around the other. “I don’t want tocome home to a destroyed kitchen all the time. You can just order take-out andleave the cooking to me.”

“I can live with that” Namjoon mumbled, aslightly embarrassed smile on his lips. “I’ll try to keep from breaking ordirtying stuff all the time.”

“You can at least try to keep the damage assmall as possible.”

“Okay~” the younger said, before yawning.

Seokjin smiled at the younger’s sleepy faceand lightly tugged on the tip of one of his ears. “Let’s go to bed, hm?”

He really couldn’t imagine life withoutNamjoon anymore, Seokjin realized as they snuggled up to each other in bed thatnight. Even if his kitchen and the whole flat had to suffer from the untameablemess that was Kim Namjoon, nothing could ever make him let the other go.

 Absolutely nothing.

Pairing: Namjin

Category: Fluff, domestic!AU

Word Count: 2.022

Warnings: none~

“They will do well“ Namjoon assuredhis boyfriend, as he carried the bags to their van.

“Of course they will do well; they’re mychildren” Seokjin said, storing the cool bag full of drinks and food in thetrunk. “I just hope none of them gets hurt. I’m especially worried aboutJungkook; that kid is just way too daring sometimes, he’s full of bruises andlittle scars.”

“But he’s strong; he never got hurt seriously.So calm down.” Namjoon chuckled, pressing a reassuring kiss against Seokjin’slips before making his way back inside the house to get their kids.

Jin followed him with a sigh; knowing how hardhandling them could be sometimes.

“Appa!!” Taehyung came running towards them assoon as they stepped inside the house. “Jimin took my Superman shirt and hewon’t give it back!!”

“I didn’t take it!!” Jimin butted in, stoppingright next to his brother. “It was Jungkook!”

“Kookie doesn’t even like Superman!!” Taehyungslapped Jimin’s arm.

Seokjin sighed heavily and pulled them apartbefore they could start a little full-on brawl. “Jimin, did you take Taehyung’sshirt?”

The 7-year-old shook his head vehemently. “Itreally was Kookie; I saw him hiding it under his pillow!”

Seokjin looked up to see their youngestglancing in the hall through the door to the living room. “Jungkook, is thattrue?”

The boy jutted out his lower lip and he lookedabout ready to cry when he nodded shyly.

“Why did you take it??” Taehyung yelled at himnow, about to storm up to his younger brother, but Namjoon took a hold of hisshoulder to hold him back.

“I just wanted to play with hyung” Jungkookwhispered, ducking more behind the door until only half of his face could stillbe seen. “You only played with Jimin-hyung yesterday but I wanted to play withyou.”

“Jungkookie, get Taehyung’s shirt and give itback to him; I bet he will forgive you if you apologize for just taking it”Seokjin said softly and Jungkook nodded, before coming out of his hiding placeto rush up the stairs.

“Don’t be too harsh to him, Taehyunggie, hejust misses you a lot when you don’t play him” Namjoon said, ruffling throughthe boy’s brown hair. “Accept his apology and make up; we have to leave inthirty minutes and I don’t want you to fight.”

Taehyung pouted, but he nodded.

“Where are Yoongi and Hoseok?” Seokjin asked,looking around for the oldest two boys.

“Yoongi-hyung is sleeping and Hoseokkie-hyungwanted to wake him up so he’s probably been beaten up” Jimin giggled.

“Go get them and tell them we have to leave”Namjoon said, barely hiding his grin.

Jimin nodded and made his way upstairs just asJungkook came back with the red Superman T-shirt.

“I’m sorry, TaeTae-hyung” he whispered,holding it out to his hyung with his head hanging low and glancing at himthrough his fringe.

“It’s okay, Jungkookie” Taehyung said and tookthe shirt before pulling his brother in a hug. “You can just tell me if youwant to play with me; you don’t have to steal my clothes.”

Jungkook nodded and pulled back, staring atthe floor and making his toes tap together.

“Okay, boys, you can already start taking yourshoes on; Taehyung, you can help Kookie with his, right?” Namjoon said.

“I can do it alone, Appa” Kookie mumbled as hewalked over to where their shoes were.

“Ah, I forgot that you’re a big boy now!” Namjoonsmiled to himself as Jungkook’s face brightened up a bit.

The youngest nodded eagerly, before sitting onthe floor next to Taehyung to take his sport shoes on. He still had hisproblems with tying shoes, so he was lucky that his were with Velcro fastener.

Seokjin watched the whole exchange with asmile, leaning against Namjoon’s side and pressing a kiss against his cheek.His boyfriend was always so cute with the kids; he was the born father for allof them.

“Appas” Hoseok whined, as he came running downthe stairs. “Yoongi-hyung hit me.”

“Told you!” Jimin grinned, walking after hishyung and jumping over to the two youngest kids to step in his shoes as well.

“He slapped me with a pillow to wake me up”Yoongi mumbled grumpily. He had only managed to open one of his eyes by now;the other was still closed from his sleep. “Do we really have to do thistoday?”

Seokjin rolled his eyes. “Yesterday you wereall excited because you got to play basketball and today you suddenly don’twant to do it anymore?”

Yoongi only huffed as he tied his shoes. “Iwant to play basketball but it’s so early in the morning.”

“It’s 11 o’clock” Hoseok butted in with ascoff, earning a kick to his butt from his older brother. “Yoongi hit meagain!!”

“I saw it” Seokjin said, barely holding backhis laughter at Hoseok’s scandalized face. “Yoongi, stop hitting yourbrothers.”

The oldest only let out a soft grunt in reply.

“Okay, so is everyone ready?” Namjoon askedand the kids already started running outside to their van before he could sayanything else.

Seokjin laughed at his lover’s face andstroked through Yoongi’s hair as the oldest walked past them after his excitedbrothers, holding Jungkook’s hand and pulling the youngest with him.

“Let’s go” Seokjin chuckled, still grinning atNamjoon’s baffled face.

It was a summer-camp-like sportsevent for kids of different ages. The whole day little championships werearranged in different sports that the kids could participate in and win medalsfor.

“Which sports will your kids do?” a nice ladyasked them at the entrance. She had a plan in front of her where the kids couldenlist for the different competitions. “Tell me their names and ages and I willadd them to the schedule.”

“Kim Yoongi, he’s 9 and he’ll be doingbasketball; Kim Hoseok, 8, Kim Taehyung, 7, Kim Jimin, also 7, they will all dosprint. And for Jungkook…he actually wanted to go sprinting with his brothers,but he just turned 5, I don’t know if he’s too young to be in their group”Namjoon explained.

“He actually is” the lady said, as shefinished writing the other kids’ names down for the respective matches. “But Icould put him in another match for sprint for his age; it’s just the one afterhis brothers’ matches, so they will at least be together.”

“That would be nice!” Seokjin said with asmile and the lady nodded, noting the last name. “Then this is your schedule!”She smiled at them and handed them a piece of paper. “The tribunes are this wayand if you didn’t bring food there’s a little snack bar on the other side ofthe soccer fields.”

“Thank you!”

“My team won!!” Yoongi yelled with abright smile as he came running towards them, his sweaty fringe clinging to hisforehead.

“I know; we watched you! You were playing sowell, Yoongi” Seokjin praised him, handing him a bottle of water and asandwich. “Now drink and eat something.”

Namjoon chuckled softly as he wrapped his armaround Seokjin’s waist. “Calm down, he won’t starve if you don’t feed him thesecond he comes down the field.”

“The kid’s way too skinny anyways, so shut up”Seokjin hissed, earning a grin and a kiss to his neck.

“You’re such a worried mom.”

“I hate you.”

“Of course you do, baby” Namjoon mumbled,turning Jin’s face to kiss his lips.

“You’re embarrassing” Jimin whined, as he stoodin front of them all of a sudden, before shoving sandwiches in their hands.“Eat and stop snogging.”

“We weren’t snogging” Namjoon said and rolledhis eyes.

“People were staring, though” the boywhispered towards them.

Peoplealways stare at us. Because it’s not normal to have two daddies, Seokjinthought bitterly, but he refrained from telling their son.

“That’s because you have such good-lookingdads” Namjoon assured the boy. “ Now go play with your brothers.”

Jimin stuck his tongue out at him, beforerunning back to where Taehyung and Hoseok were playing tag.

“You always find the perfect answers for somereason” Seokjin sighed as he got up and wiped his pants. “We should get over tothe lanes soon; their sprint-matches will start in a bit.”

He glanced down at his hand when small fingersshyly wrapped around his. Jungkook glanced up at him with his huge eyes.

“What’s wrong, Kookie?”

The boy only shook his head and buried hisface in Seokjin’s side. He sometimes had those phases where he wordlessly cameto one of them for cuddles; mostly when they were in public with many strangersaround.

Seokjin sighed and picked Jungkook up. “Canyou get the others? We’ll go ahead” he said to Namjoon and made his way over tothe lanes. “Did you fight with your brothers?”

“No” Jungkook whispered softly and pressed hisface against Seokjin’s neck.

He stroked over the boy’s back soothingly andglanced over his shoulder to see Namjoon following them with the four otherkids.

Namjoon had to wrap his arms aroundSeokjin from behind to keep him from running up and down the tribunes when itwas finally their three sons’ turn to sprint. He had been jumping up and down excitedlyand cheering their names for the last minutes and all of the other parents werealready turning their heads towards him.

“Calm down, darling” Namjoon chuckled andpulled Seokjin back down to sit on the bench.

“I’m just cheering for my kids! They’re doingreally well and- HEY THAT OTHER KID TOTALLY PULLED TAEHYUNG’S SHIRT!!”

“Calmdown” Namjoon laughed, wrapping his arm around Seokjin’s waist to keep himfrom jumping up again. “It’s just like a game of tag for them; they don’t take ittoo seriously and they shouldn’t as well. So calm down.”

Jin gave in when his boyfriend pressed a kissagainst his cheek.

“Kookie, it’s your time next” Namjoon said totheir youngest as his brothers came running up towards them.

“Daddies!! I took first place!!” Jimincheered, before attacking both of them with a hug at the same time.

“Yes, yes, you did so well, Jiminnie!” Seokjincooed and ruffled through the boy’s sweaty hair.

Jungkook hesitantly stood up from his seat. “Whatif I don’t do well?” he asked shyly, glancing over to the other kids withscared eyes.

“So what if you don’t win; it’s to have fun,right?” Namjoon smiled at him and got up to take his hand. “Come on, I’ll takeyou to the lanes.”

Seokjin found himself smiling as he watchedthe two make their way down the tribunes. He quickly made sure that all of hissons ate and drank something, before focusing back on their youngest gettingready for the sprint.

“Will Kookie win, Appa?” Jimin asked with afull mouth.

“I think he will!” Taehyung butted in beforeSeokjin could say anything. “He’s really good at running.”

They all quieted down again, but they startedcheering for their youngest brother in loud voices as soon as the race began.All of their eyes widened as Jungkook overtook the boy on the first place inthe last seconds and crossed the finish line as the clear winner.

“WHOA HE WAS SO FAST!!” Jimin cheered.

Jungkook came running towards them with abright smile on his face. “I was first!!” He jumped on Seokjin’s lap and huggedhim tightly.

“I’m so proud of you, Kookie!” he said,hugging his son tighter just as Namjoon came over to them.

“Hey, little champ!” He laughed when Kookiegot off Jin’s lap just to hug his other dad tightly. “The referee said that wecan pick up their medals at the entry” Namjoon said to Seokjin, as he liftedJungkook up in his arms.

“Okay, let’s do that. Now…what do you boyswant as a reward for doing so well today?”

“ICE CREAM!!!” the five of them screamed atthe same time.

“Ice cream it is then” Seokjin chuckled.

A/N: Thanks for the prompt! :D sorry if it didn’t turn out how you wanted it to be, somehow I ended up focusing more on parents!Namjin and kids!BTS instead of the cheering T-T 

Pairing: Jinmin

Category: Fluff

Word Count: 2.049

Warnings: None that I can think of

So when the author says in that sentence that he came to town on theback of a black horse it’s a metaphor for-

“Achoo!!”

Seokjin flinched when another sudden sneezeripped him out of his thoughts.

He groaned annoyed and dropped his forehead onthe opened book on his desk.

It had been going like this for hours and Jin was cursing whoeverthought it’d be unnecessary to sound-proof the walls of his apartment buildingproperly. Obviously, his neighbour was down with a cold and Seokjin would havefelt worse for him if he didn’t have that damn literature exam to study for.Why were their bedrooms exactly next to each other??

Maybe Ishould study in the living room, he thought, but then he remembered thathis roommate had friends over and that they were probably lounging around onthe sofa playing video games.

“Okay. Focus, Seokjin. Just ignore it. You cando it. Focus on your-“

“ACHOO!!”

“UGH” Jin whined, banging his head against thetable a few times in distress. “Damn it.”

I can’tgo over there and tell him to stop sneezing; the poor guy is ill. It’s not hisfault that he’s got a cold. It’s just the worst timing because I have to study.But it’s too loud in the university’s library to study there and the livingroom is full of people, too. What should I do??

He grimaced when he suddenly heard a heavycoughing fit from the other apartment.

“Poor guy” Seokjin mumbled, staring down athis book and rolling his pen in his fingers.

Maybe…ifI make him some soup and bring him medicine or something he’ll get betterfaster and I’ll be able to study in silence.

He pondered the thought for a while, but whenanother sneeze followed by more coughing rang through his ears, he got up andmade his way to the kitchen.

“Oh, are you making food, hyung??” Hoseok –a friend of his roommate Yoongi – yelled from the living room as Jin walkedpast it.

“Yes, but not for you idiots!” he yelled back,before searching through the cabinets and the fridge for the ingredients heneeded for a nice chicken noodles soup with vegetables.

“Who for then?” Yoongi asked, stepping intothe kitchen to watch Seokjin chop some vegetables.

“Our neighbour is down with a cold and hissneezing and coughing is annoying the shit out of me and keeps me fromstudying. So I’ll be a nice neighbour and bring him some soup.”

“Yes, because you totally only do that forhim” Yoongi chuckled, before grabbing a bottle of coke out of the fridge.

“Well, he’ll get a nice and healthy soup andI’ll get some silence to study in peace, so it’s a win-win situation” Seokjinreasoned with a light grin as he pulled a pan out of the cupboard and put it onthe stove to warm it up.

“You’re such a nice guy, hyung” Yoongi saidwith a slight hint of sarcasm in his voice, before grinning at him and makinghis way back to the living room.

“I sure am.”

Seokjin balanced the pan of hotchicken soup on one leg as he rang the doorbell of the apartment next to his.“God, I hope I didn’t wake him up or something…” he mumbled under his breath,carefully holding the steamy pan with both hands again.

He didn’t have to wait for long before thedoor opened and his slightly shorter neighbour stood in front of him, in greysweatpants and a black, cozy-looking sweater. His hair was dishevelled,probably from lying in bed the whole day, his nose was red and runny and hiseyes were a bit swollen.

“Uh…hello?” he mumbled in a raspy voice,before clearing his throat.

“Uhm…hey…I’m…your neighbour from apartmentC-8 and I…heard that you have a cold so I thought I’d…bring you some chickensoup” Seokjin said a bit awkwardly, only now realizing how weird and creepythat sounded.

The shorter guy blinked surprised and ran asmall hand through his hair, messing it up a bit more. “Uh…thank you, that’sreally nice of you. Come in.” He smiled exhaustedly and stepped to the side tomake place for Jin.

“I’m sorry if this is weird, I just heard yousneezing and coughing the whole day and I…felt bad for you” he explainedhurriedly and the other shook his head with a smile.

“No, no, it’s really nice of you. The kitchenis this way.”

“Ah…okay.” Seokjin kicked his shoes off andwalked after his neighbour, stepping into a small kitchen and putting the panon the stove.

“I was actually already thinking of what Ishould-“ The other interrupted himself with a sneeze, and quickly apologizedbefore Seokjin could say anything. “…what I should eat for dinner. So I’m quitehappy about this” he continued, before getting a bowl out of one of thecupboards and grabbing a big spoon to pour some of the soup in his bowl.

“Oh…I’m Jimin, by the way” he said, as he tookanother spoon and tried some of the soup.

“Seokjin” he introduced himself, watching hisneighbour eat.

“Thanks for the soup, Seokjin-sshi. It’sreally delicious” Jimin said, his tired eyes brightening up as he sat down atthe table and ate some more.

Seokjin slowly took a seat on the oppositeside of the dining table and looked around the small room. But he didn’t findanything more interesting than his handsome neighbour enjoying his self-madesoup to the fullest, so Jin caught himself staring at the other guy instead.

He had a cute little face with slightly chubbycheeks and full lips, and his eyes always formed charming crescents when hesmiled. Even if he was ill and his face looked pale and exhausted, he was stillreally handsome. Suddenly, Seokjin was quite happy that he decided to comeover.

“So…tell me something about yourself” Jiminsuddenly spoke up as he stood to get another serving of soup. “We’ve beenneighbours for a while, but we never really talked to each other.”

“Uhm…well…I’m 23 years old and I’m auniversity student, currently studying for an important exam, so I’m quite busythe whole day. Uh…I live together with a friend of mine who’s a few monthsyounger than me. He’s also studying, but to be honest I have no idea how he’smanaging to get good grades because he seems to be sleeping every free minuteof the day.”

Jimin chuckled in a hoarse voice as he satback down to eat some more soup. “I’m also studying at the moment. But I took abreak for a few days because of that damn cold. It already got better though;yesterday my temperature jumped up to 40°C, I thought I’d die.” He giggledsoftly.

“Oh…do you need any medicaments? I broughtsome…well…but you don’t have to take them from a stranger. But I swear; they’reno poison!” Seokjin said, before getting some cold medicine out of his jacket’spocket to put them on the table. “Just something for the cold and fever, if youstill have some. This syrup is extremely effective if you have a sore throat.”

“Well, I guess you could have just killed mewith the soup if you wanted to” Jimin said with a grin as he inspected thelittle bottles. “So thank you; I actually ran out of medicine this morning. Areyou my guardian angel? Be honest.”

Seokjin laughed softly, before shaking his head.“Sorry. I’m just human.”

The other smiled lightly as he emptied thebowl. “Sorry, I can’t believe that. Because your cooking skills are out of thisworld. This is the best soup I’ve ever had.”

“Maybe you just feel like that because youfinally got to eat something self-made” Jin said with a smile.

“And maybe you’re just trying to distract mefrom the fact you’re an actual angel.”

Seokjin grinned to himself, happy that theother’s mood seemed to have brightened up a bit. His face dropped a bit,though, when Jimin’s body was suddenly shaken by a heavy coughing fit.

“You should maybe get some rest…”

“I can’t really fall asleep, though” Jiminmumbled, before grabbing a bottle of water to take a sip.

“Should I make you some tea with honey? It canhelp against a sore throat.”

“I don’t have any tea bags-“

“I’ll be back in a bit!”

“You really don’t have to pamper melike this” Jimin chuckled softly as Seokjin pushed him down on the sofa, throwinga blanket over him before handing him a steaming cup of tea with honey.

“Well, you don’t have anyone else to pamperyou, sooo…” Jin trailed off before sitting down next to the other and tuggingon the blanket a bit to cover his body properly.

“You’re worse than my mom.” Jimin grinned athim, before carefully taking a sip of the tea.

“Well, my friends don’t call me ‘Umma’ fornothing” Seokjin chuckled.

“I bet you’ll be an amazing dad once.”

“Ah, my future children will probably beannoyed because I’ll always worry about them too much.”

“Seokjin-sshi…”

“You can call me ‘hyung’” he quickly said,smiling at the other.

“Okay, then…Seokjin-hyung…I’m really thankfulthat you came over and take such good care of me, even if you should actuallybe studying. But I don’t want to be the reason for you to fail your exam, so youshould really go back home. It’s okay for me, I can- ACHOO!! I can survive on myown.” Jimin put the cup of tea on the coffee table and grabbed a tissue to blowhis nose.

“I can stay a bit longer; I’m actually aheadof my studying-schedule, it’ll be okay” Seokjin said, watching as the youngerbrought the cup back up to his lips to drink some more. “I don’t want to leaveyou without company for long.”

“Well…then thank you for keeping me company”Jimin smiled at him brightly. “Should we watch a movie or something? You canpick one from the shelf over there.”

They ended up watching a comedic action movieand Seokjin felt his heart jump happily whenever Jimin giggled in his cup atsomething funny happening in the movie. When they got to the most excitingpart, Seokjin was too focused on the story line to realize that Jimin hadfallen asleep next to him.

He flinched a bit when the other’s headsuddenly dropped on his shoulder and smiled lightly, slowly lifting his arm towrap it around the younger’s smaller frame. Jimin looked so cute, sleeping withhis head against Seokjin’s shoulder and his mouth hanging open a little bitbecause he couldn’t breathe through his nose properly. He buried his face inthe other’s fluffy hair, forgetting all about the movie as he enjoyed thefeeling of Jimin being so close to him.

Seokjin leaned back a bit when the otherstarted to shift just as the ending credits started to roll.

“Did I fall asleep?” Jimin mumbled groggily,sitting up to rub at his face.

“You did.”

“Mh…sorry for using you as a pillow.”

“No problem” Seokjin said with a smile,watching the other’s sleepy face as he tried his best to focus on Jin. “Ishould bring you to bed.”

Jimin didn’t get the chance to protest as Jinpicked him up bridal style to carry him to his bed, before tucking him in.

“I’m not a baby” the younger mumbled, stillhalf-asleep as he tried to keep at least one eye open to look up at Seokjin.

“No, but I still really like pampering you.”Jin smiled gently as he arranged the sheets so that Jimin’s whole body wascovered up to his chin, before leaning down and – without really thinking aboutit – pressing a soft kiss against the younger’s forehead. “Sleep well. And getbetter soon, Jimin-ah.”

“Mhh…thank you, hyung” Jimin mumbled sleepily,smiling a bit as his eyes slid shut. “Hyung, you should take me on a date whenI’m well again.”

Jin chuckled softly. “That’s the medicinespeaking.”

“Maybe.”

Seokjin smiled and stroked Jimin’s hair backaffectionately. “I will, I promise. Now sleep. I’ll come over again tomorrowmorning.”

“Okay…see you then, guardian angel.”

Pairing: Sugamon

Category: Fluff, Fantasy (?), Soulmates!AU

Word Count: 1.499

Warnings: Cursing

Since they were born, they’ve beentold the story of soulmates and how every human has a significant othersomewhere on this planet.

In the night you turn 21, you will suddenlyfall asleep before midnight (if you aren’t asleep already), to then dream ofyour soulmate’s face and the first time you will meet (or the first time youmet if you know them already). As soon as you find them and seal your bond witha kiss, the date of the current day will appear on both soulmate’s inner lowerarms in black numbers.

Of course, everyone is excited for the daythey will finally find the one they’re supposed to be together with until theydie; but the possibility that you wish for someone to become your soulmate tothen be bonded with someone else is always there. And the thought is scary.That you’re not allowed to love whoever you want to love, because some personon this planet is meant for you and you are meant for them.

Yoongi thought about that a lot the day beforehe turned 21 and he was pacing the floor for hours, getting more and morenervous as the day slowly neared its end.

“Who do you think it will be?” Jungkook askedexcitedly.

The youngest still had to wait four yearsuntil he finally turned 21, so he was the most thrilled about the topic ofsoulmates.

“No idea. I’m not really in love with someone,actually” Yoongi mumbled, nervously chewing on his lower lip. “I can’t think ofanyone. I don’t even know if it’d be a girl or a guy.”

“It will all fall into place, Yoongi” Seokjinspoke up in his soft voice.

The oldest had already found his soulmate – a charmingand sweet girl who he was absolutely in love with.

“You know I…I guess I’ll just go to sleepalready. Then I at least don’t have to randomly pass out at midnight” Yoongieventually said with a sigh.

“Okay, but be ready to tell us everything assoon as you wake up!!” Jimin beamed brightly at him, jumping on the spot likean excited little child.

“Sure” Yoongi mumbled and rolled his eyes,before he left for his room.

Time tofind out who your soulmate is, Min Yoongi, he thought to himself, beforechanging into his pyjamas and slipping under the covers for a few hours of sleep.

“Namjoon” Yoongi gasped out as soonas he woke up in the morning, his dream of meeting the leader for the firsttime all those years ago still vivid in his head. “Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck,fuck.”

He jumped out of bed and bit in the side ofhis hand to muffle his curses as soon as he remembered that Seokjin had to besleeping on the other side of the room.

God damnit, why does it have to be NAMJOON?!?!

He let out the most distressed sound he evermade, before grabbing a change of clothes out of his cupboard and making hisway over to the bathroom to take a shower. Maybe some fresh water would helpclear his mind.

He couldn’t focus on anything for the wholeday, and he didn’t answer the other members’ questions about his soulmate.

All of a sudden, he had to suppress a blushwhenever he was close to Namjoon, he couldn’t talk to him without stutteringand making an absolute fool out of himself.

The others shrugged it off as him beingnervous and confused after finding out who his soulmate was and he was happybeyond belief when none of them seemed to make the connection to their leader,not even the tallest member himself.

Yoongi eventually made the decision that hewouldn’t tell anyone who his real soulmate was. He just couldn’t tell Namjoonand risk that he wouldn’t accept him; he would wait until Namjoon’s birthday sothe other would find out on his own.

Yoongi already knew that it would be thehardest year he ever had to face, because being so close to your soulmatewithout actually being with them waspure torture.

But he just couldn’t tell him. He couldn’trisk their friendship before the other found out on his own.

Maybe he would be more understanding when hefound out that Yoongi was his soulmate than if the second oldest told him faceto face.

Yoongi didn’t think that he was everas nervous as he was the day before Namjoon’s 21st birthday.

 He didn’tknow if it was fate’s forever unpredictable ways that made it happen that heand Namjoon were in the dorm alone that day.

The other members had all found something elseto do and Yoongi could tell that the leader was quite happy that he wasn’tsurrounded by all of them with their oh-so-curious questions concerning hissoulmate.

When midnight was getting closer and closer,Yoongi locked himself in his and Jin’s shared bedroom.

He was so scared; maybe even more nervous thanNamjoon himself was. Because he knewwho the younger guy would dream of; he knewwhose face Namjoon would see in his dreams and whose name would be on his lipsas soon as he woke up. Yoongi knew that it was him.

And he wasn’t sure if he was happy that thelast, torturous year was over or if he rather was scared how Namjoon wouldreact.

Would he be mad because Yoongi hadn’t told himover the last year? Would he be disappointed because his hyung was his soulmate?Would he rather have a pretty girl with gentle curves, soft skin and long, wavyhair?

Yoongi sighed shakily and his eyes wandered tothe clock on the wall. About ten more minutes until midnight. Namjoon had to beasleep by now.

“Ugh” the rapper groaned, before droppinghimself face down on the bed.

He turned his head to the side as he felt likesuffocating from the pillow pressed against his face. Yoongi was lost inthoughts the next minutes, his mind a confusing, muddled mess.

He was so out of it that he flinched whensomeone suddenly knocked on the door.

“Hyung?” he heard Namjoon’s voice say.

Yoongi held his breath, not moving a singlemuscle as he waited for the younger to keep talking.

“Can I come in?”

Yoongi gulped, before getting out of bedslowly and taking another deep breath before he unlocked the door and pulled itopen. His heart jumped painfully in his chest as soon as he was face to facewith Namjoon, the taller guy’s eyes boring into his.

“All this time?” the younger whispered after awhile.

Yoongi sighed and nodded, letting his gazedrop from Namjoon’s confusing eyes to his chest.

“Why didn’t you tell me, hyung?”

“I was scared. Scared that you…would rejectme.”

“How could I..?” Namjoon sighed, beforestepping forward to wrap his arms around Yoongi’s smaller frame.

Yoongi melted into his embrace, leaningagainst the other’s strong chest. For once, he liked the fact that he wassmaller than Namjoon, because now he could feel save and protected in his arms.Yoongi let out a long, shaky sigh and it felt like all the tension left hisbody at once as his arms slowly snaked around Namjoon’s waist to hold himtighter.

“How did you survive the last year withouttelling me?” Namjoon asked eventually, his deep voice full of affection thatmade Yoongi’s heart flutter.

He scoffed softly. “It was hard” Yoongi mumbled,his voice muffled by the fabric of the other’s shirt. “But I thought you’d beless mad if you found out on your own.”

“I wouldn’t have been mad at all” Namjoon saidwith a smile evident in his voice. “I’m sorry that you had to suffer for thelast year.”

“It was worth it.” Yoongi smiled to himself,before leaning back and tilting his head up that he could look Namjoon in theeyes.

The younger smiled at him fondly, beforelifting one of his huge hands to stroke Yoongi’s hair back gently. “Ready toseal this properly?”

Yoongi wanted to slap himself for the blushcreeping up his cheeks, but he nodded shyly. “Nothing I’d rather do.”

And then they both leaned in at the same time,their lips touching in a soft, sweet way. They held each other close, handsdigging in their clothes and lips moving together in that beautifully final wayof two soulmates sealing their bond forever. They pulled back and smiled ateach other, before their eyes dropped to their arms, watching with wonder asthe date of today appeared on their skin in black cyphers.

“I always wanted the date on my skin to beyour birthday” Yoongi whispered, glancing back up at Namjoon’s eyes.

The other grinned and leaned forward to kisshim again. “You can be quite cheesy, hyung, I’m surprised” he chuckled.

Yoongi grinned. “That’s the soulmate speaking.”

Pairing: Vmin

Category: Fluff

Word Count: 2.413

Warnings: Cursing (I just can’t go without it lmao)

“She’s really too cute!” Taehyungcooed, patting the little, fluffy Golden Retriever puppy as it jumped up hislegs as a greeting.

“I’ll take her to dog training the first timetomorrow” Jimin said with a grin. “Maybe she’ll start behaving then.”

“So you just got her from the animal shelter?What’s her name?” Taehyung asked, crouching down to pet the excited puppyproperly.

“Yep. She and her siblings were all broughtthere, because someone found the puppies in a box in the forest. Guess theowners of her mother didn’t want the little ones” Jimin grumbled. “I reallyhate when people do that. They’re helpless little puppies; they would havestarved if they weren’t found. Oh and…her name is Cupcake. Stupid, I know.” Helaughed.

“Cupcake?” Taehyung asked, chuckling as he gotup again.

“It wasn’t my idea! The girls at the animalshelter gave all of them names of sweets and she was already listening toCupcake when I got her.”

“It could have been worse, though.” Taehyunglaughed softly, trying his best to keep from blushing when Jimin smiled at him.

His eyes formed those cute crescents wheneverhe smiled widely like that and his slightly chubby cheeks seemed to be evenfuller. God, what Taehyung would do to squeeze those cheeks and kiss thosecheeks and kiss those full, pink lips that were currently curling up into thatsweet little smile and-

“You wanna drink something?” Jimin asked andTaehyung blinked as he tried to snap out of it.

“Uh…yeah…Coke, please” he mumbled, whimperinginternally when Jimin beamed brightly at him.

“Okay! Wait a second; I’ll get you one!” hesaid, before vanishing in the kitchen.

Taehyung sighed heavily and he glanced downwhen he felt the little puppy tugging on the hem of his jeans with its teeth.“I’m glad you’re here. You’re a great excuse for coming over every day”Taehyung whispered to the puppy as he bent down to pick it up in his arms.“You’re really cute, too.” He flinched when Cupcake suddenly started lickinghis face with her little tongue. “Ugh, stop that!”

“She does that all the time” Jimin giggled ashe stepped back in the living room with two glasses of Coke. “She keeps lickingmy cheeks whenever I cuddle with her. And she always tries to reach my lips,too.”

“Can’t hold it against her” Taehyung mumbled.

“What?” Jimin asked, stepping closer towardshim.

“Nothing!”

Taehyung threw himself on the sofawith a frustrated whine, before grabbing one of the pillows to yell into it.

“Nice afternoon at Jimin’s?” his brotherSeokjin asked sarcastically.

“I’m going crazy, hyung!” he whineddramatically. “Why is he so perfect?? It’s not fair!!”

Jin rolled his eyes and sat down on the edgeof the sofa, patting his brother’s back comfortingly. “You should just ask himout; he’s a really nice guy, even if he’s not interested in you in that way, hewouldn’t be mean. And from what you’ve been telling me, he seems to like you,too.”

“I don’t know, hyung” Taehyung sighed, turninghis head to the side to look up at Seokjin. “He’s always nice to everyone. I can’t be sure if he really likes me thesame way I like him. And I don’t want to lose him as a friend. Because even ifhe would reject me in a nice way he’d still be weirded out because he knows I’mcrushing on him. Ugh, I don’t know what to do.” Taehyung pouted, absentmindedlytugging on the edge of the pillow. “I really, really like him, Jinnie-hyung. Idon’t want to mess this up.”

“Well…you could try to get a bit closer to him,in small steps, you know? Just…hang out with him as friends and try to find outwhat he thinks of you. And when you feel a bit more confident, you could askhim out on a date.”

“I’ll see…” Taehyung mumbled.

“Okay. I’ll be out grocery shopping for a while;what should I make for dinner?” Seokjin asked, getting up again.

“Surprise me” the younger mumbled with alittle smile.

Jin smiled back at him and ruffled his hair.“Don’t be sad, TaeTae. Everything will fall into place.”

“I hope so…”

From: Jiminnie ^///^

TaeTae~~ can you come over thisevening?

Taehyung squealed excitedly as soon as he read the message and quickly replied.

To: Jiminnie ^///^

Yep, I’m free! :D kyaaaa I can’t waitto see little Cupcake again *-*

And you. I’d actually prefer to cuddle you instead of the dog.

From: Jiminnie ^///^

Ha, you’re cute :D ok, be over at6!^^

“Hyuuuuuuung!!” Taehyung yelled,jumping off his bed and running downstairs to attack Seokjin, who was standingin the kitchen washing vegetables for dinner, with a hug. “Jimin asked me tocome over this evening!!”

“That’s great!” Jin said with a smile. “Maybeyou can get a bit closer then.”

“I hope so” Taehyung sighed. “But I’ll have toleave in about one hour; will we be done eating by then?”

“If you help me cook” Seokjin said, raisinghis eyebrows at Taehyung.

The younger sighed but he gave in.

Chopping some vegetables was definitely worth gettingto Jimin’s place on time.

He was damn close to fainting when heeventually stood in front of Jimin’s door in the evening. Taehyung was soexcited for the evening; Jimin had sent him another message asking him if hewanted to sleep over and of course Taehyung had agreed immediately. Sleepoverwith Park Jimin?? He couldn’t imagine spending the night in an even moreamazing way.

He was dressed in casual, light-blue jeans anda grey shirt, so he damn near doubled over when Jimin opened the door inskin-tight black jeans and a white dress shirt with the top two buttonscasually left open. Taehyung gulped as his eyes wandered over the other’sperfectly styled, fluffy-looking hair and the damn eyeliner highlighting his eyes in a sexy way.

“Hey!” Jimin greeted happily and Taehyungnearly choked on his words.

“Hi. Uh…I feel underdressed.”

Jimin grinned and shook his head. “Nah. Comein!”

Taehyung stepped inside with a nervous smileand kicked his shoes off in the hallway.

“Thanks for watching Cupcake for me; I can’tleave her alone by now” Jimin eventually said and Taehyung raised his eyebrows.

“Watching Cupcake?” he repeated confusedly.

“Yeah. While I’m on my date” Jimin said andsmiled, before leading the way to the living room.

“Date?” Taehyung whispered to himself, hisheart feeling like it dropped straight to the floor.

“I told you, didn’t I?” Jimin asked withwidened eyes, while the little puppy came running towards Taehyung to greethim.

“You actually didn’t” Taehyung mumbled,absentmindedly crouching down to pet the little dog.

“Oh God, I’m so sorry!! I thought I…oh damn it”Jimin whined. “I’m so sorry, Taehyung, I thought I told you…”

“I-it’s okay…I can watch her.”

“Really?”

“Yeah, no problem” Taehyung mumbled.

Actually,it is a problem; it’s a huge problem.I’ll stay here and watch my crush’s dog while he goes off on a date withanother guy.

“Thank you, Taehyung!! I owe you! I’ll make itup to you, I swear!” Jimin said, before grabbing his wallet, keys and phonefrom the coffee table. “But I gotta leave now; I won’t be back too late, okay?Thanks again! And Cupcake: Behave, little one!” He smiled at Taehyung one lasttime, before making his way to the hall and out the door.

He sighed heavily once he was left alone inthe house with the puppy, glancing down at the ball of fur running aroundhappily. “Why can’t I be in love with someone else?” he whispered, laughingdryly when Cupcake looked up at him at his words. “You also don’t know why,huh? Come on, let’s have a nice evening together. Just us two. Without thatidiot Park Jimin.”

Taehyung had just napped off when thefront door suddenly swung open and he heard Jimin entering the house.

“Stupid fucking asshole” the other grumbled,clumsily kicking off his shoes before entering the living room. “I will…never…goon a half-blind-date again. He was such…a dick.”

“Are you drunk?” Taehyung asked with a raisedeyebrow as he got off the sofa and walked over towards the other who seemed tohave problems with getting out of his leather jacket.

“Just a little bit. We had wine with ourdinner and I swear; I’d rather date the wine than the guy” Jimin said, slurringthe words a little bit. “The wine was amazing. The guy was an asshole.”

“I figured” Taehyung chuckled, finally gettingthe other’s jacket off and carefully draping it over a chair. “You should getready for bed and sleep a bit.”

“Mh…don’t wanna sleep yet. Where’s my littlebabyboo?”

“Cupcake is sleeping upstairs.” Taehyung didn’tknow if he should laugh at the other or be worried. “Come on, I’ll get you tobed.” He wrapped his arm around the other’s waist and tried his best to ignoreJimin’s intoxicating scent as he helped the older boy upstairs to his bedroom.

“Why can’t I take someone out who’s as nice asyou are?” Jimin mumbled as he clumsily unbuttoned his shirt and pulled it offas soon as they reached his room.

Taehyung gulped as his eyes automaticallywandered the other’s toned bare upper body. Damn,why did he have to look so delectable?

“You should try it once” Taehyung mumbled,glancing up at Jimin’s drowsy eyes as soon as the other’s hands started tounbutton his jeans. “Take me out, I mean.” He felt quite secure in that moment;Jimin surely wouldn’t remember any of this in the morning.

“Maybe” Jimin sighed, struggling to push theskin-tight jeans down his thighs.

His boxers had started to slip down a bit alongwith his pants because of his clumsy hands and Taehyung quickly helped him withhis jeans before his underwear could reveal anything more.

As soon as Jimin was left in his boxers andtucked safely in his bed, Taehyung let out a heavy sigh and turned the lightoff, before making his way back downstairs where he had already put up his bedfor the night.

Just before he fell asleep, he thought howgreat it would be if he’d be as confident talking to Jimin when the other wassober as he was when Jimin was drunk.

“Taehyung?” he heard a soft voicetalking and his eyes fluttered open, before glancing up at Jimin sleepily. “Imade breakfast.”

“Wow, you’re quite energetic for someone whowas drunk just a few hours ago” Taehyung mumbled as he sat up, rubbing histired eyes a bit.

Jimin shrugged a bit and grinned lightly,watching him as Cupcake jumped into Taehyung’s lap to get her morning dose ofpetting. “I wasn’t that drunkactually” he said, smiling at Taehyung.

He froze immediately. Does he remember what I said..? I bet he doesn’t…right? “O-ohreally?”

Jimin nodded. “I hope you like pancakes.”

Breakfast was awfully awkward for some reason;they barely spoke at all and Taehyung was freaking out internally the wholetime. What if Jimin actually remembered that Taehyung had practically asked himout last night??

“Taehyung-ah” Jimin eventually spoke up aftera long silence. “I…would you…would you want to go out with me?”

Taehyung choked on the bite of pancakes he hadin his mouth and patted his chest as he coughed heavily.

Jimin looked at him withwide, concerned eyes. “Are you okay?”

“Y-yeah” Taehyung wheezed out, drinking someof his hot chocolate. “What?!”

“Well…you told me to ask nice guys outyesterday, right? I want to go out with you.”

“W-with me??”

“Yes, dummy” Jimin giggled at the other’scompletely incredulous face.

Taehyung only stared at him with his mouthhanging open stupidly for a while. “I’d like that” he mumbled eventually andJimin smiled widely.

“Okay. It’s a date then~”

“But did you see those idiots a fewrows behind us?? They kept throwing popcorn at each other.” Taehyung shook hishead.

“Yeah, some people just don’t know how tobehave in public” Jimin agreed.

The younger of the two blushed as he suddenlyfelt the other’s smaller fingers intertwine with his own.

Here he was; walking home from his firstofficial date with Park Jimin and they were holdinghands. He had the feeling that he would explode any second now.

“Sooo…it was a nice evening” Jimin said asthey stopped in front of his house.

“It was” Taehyung agreed with a smile, slowlyand regretfully letting go of the other’s hand. “Uh…we should…do that again.”

“Definitely.”

“O-okay…good night, t-then” Taehyungstuttered, about to turn around when he felt those fingers snaking around hiswrist.

“Where do you think you’re going?” Jiminwhispered and the younger gulped.

“H-home.”

“Didn’t you forget something?”

Oh my GODis he asking me for a kiss??

“Um…” Taehyung mumbled, glancing down at Jimin’seyes.

He let out a shaky breath as Jimin steppedcloser so they were nearly pressed up against each other. “I think you did,right?” Jimin whispered, before leaning closer and closer until- “You shouldsee Cupcake and say goodnight to her; since you always just come over becauseof her.”

Taehyung blinked confusedly, until he saw theteasing gaze in Jimin’s eyes. “Oh shut up”he whined. “I needed an excuse to come see you all the time; I didn’t want toseem like a weirdo!”

Jimin grinned widely at him. “I know, but you’renot a really good liar either. Now give me that goodnight kiss you owe me sinceweeks ago.”

Taehyung chuckled nervously as he leanedcloser, one of his hands automatically wandering up to stroke through Jimin’ssoft hair.

“My pleasure” he whispered, shortly beforetheir lips finally, finally met.

The kiss was short and sweet and perfect anddefinitely nowhere near enough, but none of them wanted to push it too far.They both knew that what they had was something special and most definitelysomething long-lasting.

“I’m glad that I decided to take someone asnice as you out” Jimin whispered as soon as they pulled back, smiling as heleaned in for another peck.

“And I’m glad that I’m not one of theassholes.”

Jimin laughed in that sweet voice of his,making Taehyung smile widely. “You sure aren’t. You’re definitely worth takingout on thousands of dates.”

Pairing: Vhope

Category: Fluff

Word Count: 1.177

Warnings: Verbal (partly physical?) fight, some cursing and very slight smut (?) idk if it counts as smut, probably not

“What the hell was that?!”

Taehyung raised his eyebrows as he wascornered by his boyfriend in the vacant changing room. “What was what?” he asked nonchalantly, even if heknew exactly what the other was talking about.

“That kiss” Hoseok growled.

“You’re one to talk!” Taehyung yelled back. “Youpushed Jimin on the bed. You alwaysacted like you were kissing or making out with him at the last concerts duringBlanket Kick! Now you know how I felt all the time!”

Hoseok scoffed, staring off to the side toavoid the younger’s gaze. “That’s just for show.”

“Well…what Jin-hyung and I did today was justfor show as well.”

“You didn’t have to kiss him right in front ofmy eyes, though!” Hoseok yelled, facing him again.

“You didn’t have to throw him on the damn bedright in front of my eyes!”

Before Taehyung could stop himself, he hadalready pushed the older guy against the door with both hands against the other’schest.

The sound of Hoseok’s back colliding with thewood seemed extremely loud in contrast to the silence following Taehyung’sactions.

They both stood in front of each other; notmore than half a meter apart and panting heavily from the anger rushing throughboth of them.

“You did notjust do that” Hoseok said eventually, fiery eyes staring deeply into Taehyung’s.

“I think I totallyjust did that” Taehyung growled back, hands forming fists at his sides.

They held bristling eye-contact for a few,tense seconds and eventually, both of them made a move at the same time, makingtheir bodies collide right in the middle of them.

Lips were moving eagerly against each other;hands were tugging on clothes, digging in hair and pulling on it. Taehyungmoaned when Hoseok flipped them over and pressed him up against the door, hishands wandering down to lift both of the younger’s legs to wrap them around his waist.

It usually went like this when the fought;they both got each other worked up and eventually the angry tension betweenthem changed into a completely different kind of tension.

Taehyung wrapped his legs tighter aroundHoseok’s waist, wanting to be even closer to him; to feel every muscle move onthe other’s body as they kissed. His hands grabbed the collar of Hoseok’s shirtto tug him in closer, tilting his head to the side to further deepen the kissas they started to grind against each other. Desperate moans were swallowed byeach other’s mouths and the door started to creak in a protesting fashion undertheir actions.

They both pulled back abruptly when someone knockedon the door furiously. “Get out of there!! We’ve been waiting for you forthirty minutes!” Namjoon yelled.

“Oops” Hoseok mumbled and Taehyung giggledbreathlessly as the other let him back down. “We’ll be out in a bit!”

“You better be!” Namjoon growled, shortlybefore they could hear his feet walking away from the door.

“I’m sorry, baby” Hoseok cooed, straighteningTaehyung’s messed-up hair with his hands.

“For what?”

“For getting all jealous even if I’m evenworse than you.”

“You’re right; you are worse. Always touching other guys. And especially Jiminnie.”Taehyung sighed as he did the best to rearrange Hoseok’s shirt, trying to makehim look like they didn’t just makeout against a door.

“I know. But you know it doesn’t mean anythingwith any of them, right..?”

Taehyung pouted as his fingers tugged on thehem of Hoseok’s shirt.

“Right?”Hoseok asked again, gently lifting Taehyung’s face to look at his eyes.

“I hope it doesn’t. I don’t like when you touchthe others in a similar way to how you’re touching me” Taehyung whispered.

“I don’t kiss them like I kiss you and I don’ttouch them like I touch you” Hoseok said, stroking Taehyung’s cheeks. “You’rethe only one I love. It’s different with you.”

“Okay, I believe you” Taehyung whispered,smiling a bit. “But let’s get outside before the others get even angrier at us.”

When Hoseok woke up in the middle ofthe night, he first didn’t know what had disturbed his sleep. At least until henoticed the lanky body pressed up against his back and the long arms wrappedaround his waist.

“Tae?” he mumbled sleepily, turning his headto glance back at the other in the dimly lit room. “What’s wrong? Did you havea nightmare?”

The other just shook his head, before buryinghis face in Hoseok’s nape and holding him a bit tighter. “Hyung, can I ask youfor something?” he whispered, his lips moving against the skin of Hoseok’sneck.

“Anything, baby” Hoseok mumbled, lips forminga light smile when he felt the other pressing a kiss against the side of hisneck.

“I don’t want you to act like that with Jiminanymore. You can hug him and cuddle him all you want, but I don’t like it whenyou act like kissing him on stage or when you throw each other on the bed. Iknow that it doesn’t mean anything, but I don’t like seeing you do that…are youmad?”

“Why would I be mad, TaeTae?” he whispered,before turning around in the other’s arms to face him. “I could never be madbecause you tell me to stop doing something that makes you uncomfortable.Seeing you like this with Jin-hyung today hurt a lot, and I can only imaginehow you must feel watching Jimin and me being this touchy with each other allthe time. I’m sorry for not considering your feelings, baby. I didn’t have aright to get mad at Jin’s and your kiss.”

“It’s okay” Taehyung whispered, leaningforward to peck Hoseok’s lips sweetly. “I know that you like skinship a lot andI really don’t mind when you cuddle Jimin like a friend, but I just don’t likeyou two doing things that couples would do. Because you’re my boyfriend.”

“I know. And you’re my boyfriend” Hoseok mumbled, smiling as he nudged the tip of theother’s nose with his own. “And I love you.”

“I love you, too.” Taehyung giggled softly,before pecking Hoseok’s lips again. “You can go back to sleep now. I’m sorryfor waking you up.”

“Yah, what are you doing?” Hoseok protestedsoftly as Taehyung was about to get off the bed. “Stay here. I need my personalplushie to go back to sleep.”

Taehyung rolled his eyes as he snuggled up toHoseok. “You’re stupid.”

“I know” Hoseok chuckled, wrapping his armstightly around the other boy. “But I sleep the best with you in my arms.”

“…andyou’re cheesy” Taehyung mumbled, but Hoseok could see him smiling.

“You like it.”

“Maybe.”

Hoseok grinned and pressed a kiss against theother’s forehead. “You do, you can’t deny it~”

“Go to sleep, cheeseball” Taehyung sighed. “Wehave to get up early tomorrow.”

“Yes, Sir! Goodnight, baby.”

“Goodnight, Hoseokkie” Taehyung whispered,before closing his eyes and slipping off into the sweetest dream he had in awhile.

A/N: OMFG I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT I DID THERE

Warnings: Dumbness, cuteness, cursing

What would BTS do if they woke up to find Jimin and Jungkook turned into little kids? Because this world needs more babies!Jikook :’D

“Uhm…could you repeat that?!”

“When we woke up they…were like this.”

“Are you trying to tell me that…that Jimin and Jungkook-“

“…somehow became toddlers overnight?? Yes.”

“This is not funny, Kim Namjoon, where. are. Jimin. and. Jungkook?!” their manager growled.

“They are right…THERE” Namjoon said, hastily gesticulating in the direction of the two kids on the bed, staring up at them with huge eyes.

Jimin must have been about three years old, while Jungkook was a little, one-year-old baby.

As Namjoon, their manager and the other members stared down at them, Jimin slowly reached a chubby hand out to poke Jungkook’s cheek with his pointer finger, making the other’s face squish up and the toddler let out a soft, disgruntled whine.

“Wahhh” Jimin cooed. “Kookie cute!” He reached his arms out to wrap them around the baby’s smaller frame, making him cry out again.

“Jimin, stop that! You’re upsetting him!” Jin said, running up to them to free toddler-Kookie from the other’s hug. He sighed heavily as he cradled the sobbing baby in his arms.

Jimin pouted, rubbing his eye with one of his little hands. “Did not!”

“What the hell are we going to do with them?!” their manager yelled. “We have schedules today!! We can’t show up there with two little children.”

Everyone froze as Kookie let out a few sobs, before full-on breaking out into a crying fit in Jin’s arms.

“Great. You made him cry, hyung-nim” Namjoon sighed heavily, burying his face in his hands.

Jin was trying his hardest to get the little toddler in his arms to stop crying and when he glanced over to Jimin, his little lower lip was quivering profusely. “Oh no” Seokjin mumbled, just a second before Jimin started crying as well. “Someone calm him down, I’ll take care of Kookie.” Jin sighed heavily, before carrying the toddler out of the bedroom.

Namjoon shook his head heavily. “I won’t do it. I can’t handle kids.”

“It’s Jimin, hyung!” Taehyung protested, before stepping up to the bed and crouching down in front of the 3-year-old. “Hey, little one~” he cooed and Jimin looked at him, his sobbing quieting down slowly. “Why are you crying, hm?”

“Kookie is sad.” Jimin pouted, rubbing at his eyes with his little fists. “I want Kookie happy.”

“I bet he’s just tired or hungry. He’ll be happy again when he gets some food and when Jin-hyung calms him down. And if you stop crying, I bet he’ll be happy even faster.”

Jimin glanced at him with huge eyes, his mouth gaping a bit. “Really?”

“Of course! He just wants his older brother to be happy! And you’re his older brother, right?”

Jimin nodded eagerly.

“Okay, then come with me; we’ll help Jinnie-hyung calm Kookie down, okay?”

“Okay!” Jimin jumped off the bed and took the hand Taehyung offered him, before leaving the bedroom together with him.

When they found Jin and baby-Kookie in the kitchen, the toddler was already fast asleep on Seokjin’s arms, with his little thumb in his mouth.

“Oh…look, he already fell asleep!” Taehyung exclaimed softly, before lifting Jimin up in his arms so the boy could get a better look at Jungkook.

“Kookie sooo cute!!”

“Yeah, he is” Taehyung chuckled, barely catching Jimin’s hand as he was reaching out to touch Jungkook’s cheek. “Don’t disturb him now, or he will start crying again. And you don’t want that, right?”

Jimin glanced up at him with widened eyes and shook his head. “No!”

“I’ll put him in one of the beds and try to make it as safe as possible so he can’t hurt himself” Jin whispered, smiling exhaustedly at Taehyung. “I really hope that this will be over soon.”

“I hope so, too” Taehyung laughed softly, before putting Jimin back down on the floor. “Wait…doesn’t Kookie need diapers?”

Seokjin widened his eyes. “Oh damn it. I’ll…I don’t know?? Wrap him with tissues?? Or a small towel?? I’ll find something” he sighed heavily, before walking off carefully to bring baby Jungkook to bed.

“Hey, Jiminnie, should we play something?” Taehyung asked, as he realized that Jimin wanted to follow Jin.

“Oh yes!!” Jimin squealed, immediately distracted. “You hide, I find you!”

“Okay!” Taehyung smiled, looking around the living room for a place to hide. “But you have to close your eyes and count to ten!”

“…what is ten?” Jimin asked and Taehyung internally face-palmed when he realized that the other couldn’t count by now.

“Uhm…just…close your eyes and wait until I tell you to come look for me, okay?”

Jimin nodded his little head. “Okay!”

“Uh…Tae? What the fuck are you doing behind the sofa?”

Taehyung jumped up when he suddenly heard Jimin’s voice – his normal voice – speak.

His eyes nearly fell out of their sockets when his best friend was standing in the middle of the living room in his sleeping clothes, where just seconds ago a little kid had been standing, trying to find Taehyung in his hiding spot.

“JIMINNIE!!!” he roared, jumping over the sofa and running up to Jimin to attack him with a hug.

“What the fuck…” Jimin mumbled, slowly hugging him back.

“It’s so good to have you back!! Oh my God that was so WEIRD. You and…you and Kookie you were…ah you won’t believe it anyway! But I’m glad you’re back!”

“Okay..?” Jimin asked puzzled, staring at him with widened, confused eyes when Taehyung pulled back.

“WHY THE FUCK IS MY ASS WRAPPED IN A TOWEL!?!”

“…I guess Kookie’s back to normal, too” Taehyung said, immediately breaking out in roaring laughter while Jimin just stared at him with the most confused face he ever made.

“What?”

A/N: Uhm….yeah….I just thought “What would BTS do if Jikook suddenly turned into little kids” and I wrote this down in like….30 minutes xD 

Pairing: Jihope

Category: Fluff

Word Count: 1.300

Warnings: None

They had been friends sincepre-debut; since shy little, chubby Park Jimin had stepped into his new dormand met that cheerful, welcoming hyung of his who immediately made him feel athome.

Hoseok had always been his personal little savehaven and even if he teased Jimin a lot, they both knew that it was just hisown special way of showing his affection. As they had moved on, debuted andgrown into their new career of being idols, Hoseok had helped Jimin through hisinsecurities and the feeling of not being enough. Along with the other members,of course, but for some reason Jimin had always felt the closest to Hoseok outof all his hyungs.

And then the occasional skinship began; theplayful ruffling of hair, holding hands, hugging, patting each other’s buttsfrom time to time. Jimin liked it a lot, for he had been a quite affectionateperson since he was born; he liked the comfort of arms around him and handsholding his and teasing fingers squeezing his chubby baby cheeks. And it stillfelt normal; it felt okay.

Until he realized that something started tochange for him.

The touch of Hoseok’s hands made him flinchfrom the electricity shooting through him; his arms wrapped around his bodymade his stomach tingle. And with one of the biggest shocks he ever had – apartfrom the time he found out what porn was at the age of thirteen – he realizedthat he had fallen. Fallen in love with his band member.

Starting from that moment, everything changed.

He started pushing Hoseok away when he came tohim for a cuddling session and when his hyung asked what was wrong, he onlyshrugged and kept silent.

Hoseok kept his distance from Jimin for awhile, not wanting to pressure him when the younger obviously didn’t want to betouched. It went like this for a while; Jimin declining any kind of skinshipand Hoseok getting more and more confused as the days went by.

But then, one day, fate wanted it that the twoof them were the last ones to get ready for one of their rehearsal stages at a musicshow, so they were caught in one of those narrow elevators to the backstagearea.

Jimin kept staring at the numbers slowlydropping from the 5th floor, nervously chewing on his lower lip ashe tried to keep from touching his hyung next to him.

They both jumped when the elevator suddenlystopped moving somewhere between the 3rd and 2nd floorand the red emergency lamp started to blink.

“Oh no” Hoseok whispered in a high, scaredvoice, widened eyes wandering around the metallic walls. “Oh no, oh no, oh no.We’re going to die.”

“We won’t die, hyung” Jimin whispered, but hewas also desperately trying to hide that he was scared. He had always hatedelevators. “I bet they will get us out of here as soon as they realize that theelevator got stuck.”

“O-okay…then…” Hoseok cleared his throat, hishands fidgeting nervously as he tried to calm down. “T-tell me why you’ve beenignoring me.”

Jimin gulped, wide eyes staring at theelevator’s doors. “What?”

“You’ve been ignoring me and I’ve kept silentfor a really long time, but I finally want to know what I did wrong.”

Jimin sighed, resisting the urge to run hishand through his hair in distress. The stylists would kill him if he messed up his hairbefore the stage. “You didn’t do anything wrong; it’s my fault, okay? I just…Idon’t want to be…this close to you anymore. It’s nothing you did” Jimin triedto explain. He was lying; all he wanted was to be even closer to Hoseok.

“Well, you could have just told me to tunedown the skinship” the other mumbled, fingers absentmindedly tapping againstone of the walls. “But you just stopped all contact to me; you even stoppedtalking to me. So something has to bewrong.”

“It’s nothing, hyung” he whispered, nervouslyletting his eyes wander around.

“You’re lying” Hoseok scoffed. “I know youquite well by now; I can tell that you’re lying. Just tell me, Jiminnie, it’snot fair how you’re treating me.”

Jimin let a heavy sigh slip through his lips,but the nickname eventually made him crack. “But it’s weird, hyung. I…don’twant you to hate me.”

“I could never hate you. Never, Jiminnie.”

Jimin pouted, staring at the floor and lettingthe tips of his feet tap together. “I…kind of…I know it’s weird, and I shouldn’tfeel like this but…hyung, I…I like you. A lot. As in…more than a band memberand more than a friend” he whispered, wishing for the ground to swallow him upso he didn’t have to look at his hyung’s eyes.

“That’s it?” Hoseok asked after a while andJimin looked up at him surprised.

“Yeah. But…it’s not normal, hyung. I shouldn’t…itshouldn’t be like this.”

“Who says that?” Hoseok chuckled softly,reaching his hands out to tug him closer and hug him tightly to his chest. “It’sokay, Jiminnie. I don’t hate you and I don’t think that you’re weird. You couldhave just told me from the beginning; it would have been way easier thanignoring me all this time and making it harder for both of us.”

Jimin hesitantly snaked his arms around theother’s waist, remembering to keep his make-up-covered face away from his hyung’sblack shirt.

“Oh, Jiminnie” Hoseok giggled all of a suddenand pulled back, making Jimin raise his eyebrows at him.

“What?”

“You should have told me” he whispered.

Jimin’s eyes widened as Hoseok suddenly liftedhis hand to stroke over his cheek gently. “You should have told me all along.”

His eyes were focused on Hoseok’s lips as theymoved to form the words; he was frozen like a prey in front of its predator.

“I could have calmed your worries.”

Jimin let out a soft, high-pitched sigh andthen Hoseok’s lips were pressed against his and started moving on top of hisown. Jimin’s hands automatically took a hold of the other’s hips, keeping themfar away from where he could possibly mess up his hyung’s perfectly styledhair. Their lips moved together in a soft, gentle way that made the butterfliesin Jimin’s tummy flutter again and his eyes slid shut on their own as hefocused completely on the addictive way Hoseok’s lips moved against his own.

His hyung’s hand wandered to his neck,stroking gentle, soothing circles into his nape as he pressed a bit closer,lightly tilting Jimin’s head back in the process.

They were both so far gone that they needed afew seconds to realize that the elevator suddenly started moving again, andeventually they pulled back just before the doors opened on the correct floor.

They hastily wiped at their mouths and steppedoutside with their heads hanging low, trying to avoid eye contact with theother members already waiting for them.

“You were stuck for a while; are you okay?”Jin asked, knowing that the two of them were the biggest scaredy-cats in theirgroup and they simply nodded as an answer.

They all hurried to the stage as their managerushered them to get moving and then apologized to the staff for being late,explaining that they got stuck in the elevator, but the staff only nodded itoff and said that it happened all the time that artists were late for thatreason.

“They could just get the damn thing fixed then”Namjoon grumbled and Hoseok scoffed as they all took their spots on the stage.

“They probably should” he agreed.

Jimin glanced over to him and they exchanged alittle grin as they made eye contact. 

Pairing: Vhope

Category: Fluff

Word Count: 1.291

Warnings: Very, very little smut mentions, and slight cursing

Why, why, why, why, why?? Why did this have to happen??

Taehyung whined in distress as he buried hisface in his hotel room bed’s pillow.

Why did both kisses he ever had with Hoseokhappen in front of thousands of people? And on camera!! It was just soembarrassing; why did those things always happen to him??

“Tae~” Hoseok’s voice suddenly cooed, shortlybefore a hand patted his back and a body dropped on the bed next to him. “Whyare you sulking?”

“What are you doing here?” Taehyung grumbledback, his voice muffled by the pillow.

“I just wanted to look after you. You seemedto be upset.” He was silent for a while and somehow, Taehyung hoped that theother would just leave. “Is it because of our kiss?”

The younger only let out another whine as ananswer, pressing his face even harder against the pillow.

“Why are you so upset about it?” Hoseokwhispered.

Suddenly, his hand started to run through thehair at the back of Taehyung’s nape, before sliding down his spine slowly andeventually wrapping around his waist to flip him to his back.

Taehyung pouted up at his hyung, his hair all messywith some strands hanging in his face.

“You’re so cute” Hoseok mumbled and Taehyungwidened his eyes when he started leaning down towards him. “So pretty.”

The younger boy let a soft whimper slipthrough his lips when his hyung’s mouth suddenly pressed against his. Theirlips moved together in a gentle manner, but it started getting deeper anddeeper until they were eventually full-on making out; with hands tugging onclothes and hair, lips smacking and tongues dancing together.

Taehyung flinched when the other’s handsstarted wandering down his body again, moving to the front of his jeans to pulldown the zipper and-

“Taehyung? Taehyung!”

His eyes snapped open and glanced around hisfamiliar bedroom, before locking with Hoseok’s.

“Hey, did you have a nightmare? You weretossing and turning like crazy” his hyung asked, his concerned eyes focused onTaehyung’s face.

Oh fuck.Oh fuck it. I just had a wet dream about my hyung.

“U-uh…i-it’s okay. I…I guess I’ll just sleepnow” he stuttered, before rolling to his side so thathis back was facing the other. He grimaced when he felt his still-hard memberbrush against the fabric of his boxers.

“Tell me what your nightmare wasabout; it must have been bad” Hoseok said. “You know talking about it can help.”

“I don’t want to talk about it!” Taehyung didn’t mean to raise hisvoice like that but he wanted nothing else but to fall back asleep before hehad to die of embarrassment.

“Okay, okay” Hoseok mumbled. “Noneed to yell at me like that.”

The room was completely silentfor a while, until the older guy suddenly spoke up again, his voice sounding abit further away than before. “Are you mad at me? I…I wanted to ask you since…sincethat kiss happened.”

Taehyung sighed, before rollingto his other side to glance over to his hyung who was already back in his ownbed across the room.

His eyes shortly snapped towardsJimin’s bed just to find it empty. He’sprobably sleeping in Kookie’s room again.

“I’m not mad at you, hyung. Youdidn’t do it on purpose; we were both just clumsy. I’m just…really worn outfrom the stressful last weeks and I haven’t been sleeping well and…I’m sorry forsnapping at you.”

“It’s okay.” Hoseok crossed hisarms under his head and stared up at the ceiling. “So…we already kissed twiceon camera.”

Taehyung let out a soft scoff. “Yeah.Amazing.” In the dimly lit room, he could barely see the other’s lips forming agrin. “Why is it always us though??”

“No idea. Maybe it’s a sign.”

Taehyung’s eyes dropped to thefloor, staring at a random spot without actually seeing it. “A sign that…what?”

Their bedroom was silent for ashort while, none of them really daring to say anything.

“I don’t know” Hoseok whisperedeventually, before sighing heavily and swinging his legs out of his bed.

“What are you doing?” Taehyungwas embarrassed that his voice came out all shaky and high-pitched as his hyungmade his way over to his bed, before crawling on the mattress next to him. Hequickly scooted backwards until his back hit the wall but Hoseok only keptcoming closer, a thoughtful expression on his face.

“The two times it happened…didyou like it?”

“W-what?” Taehyung wheezed,pressed up as tightly against the wall as possible to keep from touching theother guy.

“Tell me” Hoseok demanded andTaehyung gulped.

“The f-first time I w-was stillyoung a-and you were m-my first kiss and it w-was forced s-so…I didn’t like itat all. I was nervous and it was all messy with the lipstick and Yoongi-hyungpushing us together and…I-I felt horrible afterwards” he mumbled honestly.

“And the second time?”

Taehyung pressed his lipstogether, dropping his gaze from the other’s confusing eyes.

He honestly had no idea what tosay. He didn’t mind the second kiss at all. But he couldn’t just tell his hyungin his face that he enjoyed kissing him and…that he would maybe like to do itagain.

He flinched when a soft handsuddenly stroked his hair back and started rubbing soothing circles in hisscalp. “You didn’t mind the second one, right?” Hoseok’s soft voice asked andTaehyung found himself shaking his head timidly. “Good. Because I also didn’t.”

His head lifted in surprise,about to blurt out a question when two faintly familiar lips pressed againsthis. Taehyung’s eyes were ripped open wide, staring at the older boy’s face inshock and surprise.

It took him about half a minuteto fully realize that Hoseok was kissinghim. And it didn’t feel messy and gross like the first time with too muchlipstick involved and too many eyes staring at them or as embarrassing as thesecond time. It was sweet and gentle and perfectand Taehyung had never felt those butterflies before that everyone was alwaystalking about in books, but right now he definitely felt like there werehundreds of them fluttering around in his stomach.

He let out a soft sigh as hehesitantly started moving his lips against Hoseok’s and he could feel his hyungsmiling into the kiss.

“You’re really too cute for ourown good” he whispered when he pulled back, pressing a few more soft kissesagainst Taehyung’s lips.

Taehyung blushed and weaklyslapped the other’s chest, making him laugh softly.

“So cute~” he cooed, wrapping hisarms around Taehyung’s waist to pull him closer.

Taehyung grinned lightly, nudgingthe other’s nose with his own. “Will you sleep in my bed tonight?” he askedafter a short while and Hoseok nodded with a smile.

“If that’s what you want” hewhispered, pressing a kiss against Tae’s forehead.

It was the first night in a longtime that Taehyung slept well, without any interruptions; tightly wrapped up inHoseok’s arms with their legs tangled and fingers intertwined.

When Jin came inside to wake themup in the morning, they refused to answer any of his questions, only grinningat each other when they thought of last night’s events. The oldest let them be;too tired to really focus on their secrets.

When all seven of them hadbreakfast together, they sat next to each other, sneakily holding hands underthe table and glancing at each other every once in a while.

Luckily for them, all members ofBTS were awfully sleepy and inattentive in the morning, so their little, secretexchanges weren’t discovered by anyone.

A/N: Thanks for the prompt! :) sorry that I had to make Hoseok cockblock the smut xD I hope you like it^^

Pairing: Sugamon

Category: Slight angst, Fluff

Word Count: 1.900

Warnings: Nothing too bad I guess but slight cursing, hurt feelings, mentions of an unhealthy relationship

Namjoon knew that Min Yoongi was farout of his league.

While he was a boring nerd with rimmedglasses, a weird knack for maths and science, and the embarrassing habit ofstuttering when he was nervous, Min Yoongi was the epitome of perfect. Yes, hewasn’t as tall as some of the other guys, but he had a great sense of fashion(and a very expensive one), he was the captain of the school’s popularbasketball team and he was known as rapper Suga in the underground music scene.

With his fair, white skin, lean body andpretty face sporting those cute, pink lips, he had both girls and boys falling for him. Added to that,Namjoon’s current crush had that specific aura of mysteriousness surroundinghim that pulled everyone in like a magnet a handful of metallic paper clips.

Namjoon let a devastated sigh slip from hislips as his eyes were focused on that particular, freshly-dyed blond shock ofhair two rows ahead of him.

“Hey, man!” His best friend – Hoseok – droppedhis body on the free seat next to him and lightly slapped his flat hand againstNamjoon’s back.

“Y-yah!” he mumbled, pushing his glasses backup his nose that had dropped down at Hoseok’s actions.

“You’re still pining over the Crush to End AllCrushes Min Yoongi?” Hoseok asked with a soft snicker.

“Of course I am” Namjoon sighed, dropping hiseyes to the opened page of his notebook. “I don’t know if I’ll ever be able tostop, to be honest.”

“You should confess to him” his best friendsuddenly stated.

Namjoon lifted his head to stare at himincredulously. “Are you crazy?? Ican’t just walk up to him and say ‘Yeah, hi, I’m Kim Namjoon, your classmate.You probably never even registered my existence until now, but I’m in love withyou. Wanna go on a date with me?’.”

Hoseok rolled his eyes. “Well, maybe you couldtake it a bit slower. I don’t know; at least talk to him first..? What if he’ssecretly an asshole? Then you could get over your crush. Or if you actuallylike his personality, you could at least get it out of your system and find outwhat he thinks of you. And there’s still the possibility that he’d go out withyou.”

“Yeah, sure. That’s about as probable as youacing the next maths exam.” Namjoon scoffed.

Hoseok glared at him. “Ass. If you’d actuallyhelp me study-”

“If you’dactually study instead of dancing every minute of your free time” Namjooncountered.

Hoseok pouted and went silent for a fewseconds. “Touché” he sighed eventually. “Why do you have to be such a smartlittle nerd..?”

“I don’t know” Namjoon mumbled, glancing backtowards Yoongi.

He flinched when the other suddenly turned tothe back to talk to one of his friends sitting behind him.

Why ishis face so damn pretty??

Namjoon let out a distressed sound somewherebetween a groan and a whine, and buried his face in his hands. Damn you, Min Yoongi.

The following week, Namjoon couldn’tgo a second without Hoseok’s words running through his head in an infiniteloop. Maybe he should confess hisfeelings. If Yoongi rejected him, it would be easier for him to get over hiscrush and he could finally, finally move on.

But of course he was way too shy and scared towalk up to Min Yoongi, let alone talkto him. So another week went by until he finally got a chance.

He was on his way home from a specialafternoon class of maths for incredibly talented students, when he saw him. MinYoongi was crossing the school yard a few meters before him, head bent down tolook at something on his phone, while typing furiously.

Namjoon gulped heavily, his hands starting toshake and get sweaty as he quickened his steps until he caught up to the olderguy. “Hi.”

Yoongi stopped abruptly, lifting his prettylittle face from his phone and glancing up at Namjoon with a confusedexpression. “Uhm…hey?”

“I’m K-Kim Namjoon” he stuttered, his faceheating up as he stared into his crush’s tiny, brown eyes from such a closeproximity.

“Yeah, I know” Yoongi mumbled, his perfectlyshaped eyebrows wandering up his forehead. “Uh…can I…help you…with anything?”

“N-no, I just…w-wanted to talk to you I-Iguess…”

“Aha” the other muttered, confusion still faton his face.

“W-what…are y-you doing here t-this late?”

“Detention” he grumbled. “Listen, Namjoon. Ireally have to go, my brother will pick me up in a minute or something, so…” hetrailed off, before stepping past him and walking up to the parking lot.

Well…thatwas your opportunity to talk to your crush properly. Or ask him out. When willyou ever get the chance to talk to Yoongi alone again?? God damn it, Namjoon,he scolded himself internally. Go afterhim, say something!! He’s walking away!

He had no idea how to explain his nextactions.

Maybe the sudden surge of adrenaline he gotfrom talking to his crush made him panic.

Maybe he found his courage all of a sudden.

Maybe he was just going crazy.

But something made him run after Min Yoongiand catch up to him shortly before the shorter male could reach the parking.

“Ihaveacrushonyou” he panted out in one breathand immediately, his eyes widened to the size of dinner plates when he realizedwhat he just did.

Yoongi stared at him wordlessly, not a singleemotion showing off what he was thinking. Namjoon just opened his mouth to saysomething else, when a car pulled up next to them.

“I have to go.” Yoongi’s ice-cold voice madean unpleasant shiver run down Namjoon’s spine and his eyes dropped to theground as the other walked up to the vehicle and got inside on the passengerside.

Welldone, Namjoon. You just embarrassed yourself in front of the most perfect humanbeing on this planet. I bet he will laugh about me to his friends; tell themhow stupid I am. Namjoon angrily pushed his glasses up to rub at the tearsrunning down his cheeks.

Stupid,stupid Hoseok. With his stupid ideas.

 The next weeks went by in a slow,painful drag.

Every time Namjoon would accidentally make eyecontact with Yoongi, the other’s face would immediately harden, before helooked away. Whenever Namjoon walked past the other on the corridors, forcing asmile at him to try and make everything go back to normal, Yoongi would turnhis face away and ignore him.

The maths exam two weeks later was the firstone Namjoon didn’t get an A on. Actually, he got a C- and his parents were soworried that they talked about sending him to a therapist.

His teachers also asked him why his gradeswere suddenly dropping, but of course he couldn’t tell them the truth; that hewas heartbroken and couldn’t focus on anything but his hurt feelings.

“Go to the school’s summer party with me”Hoseok said, nudging Namjoon’s side with his elbow.

“I don’t want to go.”

“But you should.I have to get your mood up. Especially because it’s mainly my fault that you’relike this.”

Namjoon did end up going, but as soonas Hoseok was occupied with his other friends, he escaped to a silent spotbehind the school building. He didn’t really feel like facing anyone today.

“No, there’s no alcohol here, mom. Yes, Iknow. I won’t drink. Yeah, I remember what happened the last time I said that”a familiar voice suddenly sounded, shortly before Min Yoongi rounded the corner,obviously talking to his mother on his phone.

Namjoon sighed. That’s it with not facing anyone.

He was just about to leave when Yoongi spottedhim and stopped abruptly. “W-what? Yes, I’m still there, but I really have togo. See you later.”

Namjoon cleared his throat when Yoongi hung uphis phone and pushed off the wall he was leaning against. “No problem, I’llleave” he said, just about to step past the other when he grabbed his arm allof a sudden.

“Don’t. I’m sorry.”

Namjoon sighed when Yoongi’s hand dropped offhis arm. “Not your fault.”

“It is, though” Yoongi mumbled, glancing up athim with those confusingly deep and sparkly eyes. “I heard you’re havingtrouble with your grades and…I’m sorry…I didn’t want to…I was just…” Namjoonfrowned as he watched the elder being so at a loss for words. “I didn’t want toreject you, but…listen, I was in a really, like really unhealthy relationship with a major asshole and…hethreatened everyone who got close to me; I didn’t want to do this to you.”

“W-what?” he mumbled.

“I finally broke up with him, but he’s stillfollowing me everywhere; he’s a realpsycho, I just…didn’t want to pull you into this.”

“You didn’t…” Namjoon trailed off, cluelessabout what to say.

“Maybe we could…go out for a coffee or something”the other said with a little smile on his lips.

He had the sudden urge to slap himself to makesure if he wasn’t just dreaming all of this. “S-sure, I’d…l-like that” Namjoonstuttered, his voice unusually high from surprise.

“Okay” Yoongi said and grinned. “So…I shouldprobably go back to my friends. See you!”

And then, to Namjoon’s complete shock, heleaned up to press those perfect lips against his cheek.

Yoongi shot him a grin when Namjoon’s faceflushed in a deep cherry red and waved before he vanished around the corner.

“What…the…” He reached a shaky hand up totouch the cheek that was still tingling from Yoongi’s kiss. “What the hell justhappened??”

Their first date didn’t go assmoothly as they normally did in the movies.

Actually, Namjoon managed to knock over bothof their cups of coffee; leaving Americano-stains on Yoongi’s expensive, greyjeans.

He apologized about twenty times in the firsttwo minutes while Yoongi wiped at the stains with tissues, before declaringthat his – brand new – jeans would definitely need their first washing now.

Namjoon felt the overwhelming urge to let theground swallow him whole and he quickly paid for both their coffees, beforethey left the café.

He walked Yoongi up to his front door; hishead hanging low because damn thatwas a disaster, the other would be crazy to willingly go out with him again.

“Hey, Namjoon-ah” Yoongi mumbled, beforelifting his chin with one of his small hands. “It’s okay.”

“It’s not”Namjoon whined. “I’m so sorry for-“

He was stopped by Yoongi’s index fingerpressing against his lips. “Stop apologizing. It was a nice date; I enjoyed ita lot. And I would have washed the pants anyways today. Those things happen,Namjoon” he chuckled.

“But those things happen to me on a daily basis!”

“At least it’s never boring around you” theother whispered and Namjoon was just about to say something else when anotherset of lips suddenly touched his.

Yoongi kissed him gently and softly, only fora few short seconds, before he pulled back again with a bashful grin. “Thanksfor walking me home. See you in school tomorrow.”

And then he entered his house, leaving Namjoonstanding there frozen to the spot as he still had problems to fully grasp whatjust happened.

This is a new drabble blog, so please give it loads of love <3 ^-^

I’ll be writing about all BTS pairings and you can send me an ask (on or off anon however you prefer) with your prompts/requests for any drabble/oneshot you can think of :3 (I’ll be writing in English of course)

The only rules: I won’t write mpreg, (domestic) abuse, rape or pedophilia. And if I write angst I mainly prefer adding a happy ending because I’m a little softie :’D

I will most probably post a few drabbles of my own so you can get an idea of my writing style, but don’t be shy to send me your prompts/requests already!^^