Hope you don't mind me requesting two (you can do one if it's too much) but a "my heater broke down and I'm really cold pls let me stay with you tonight" neighbors!au for taekook and a tattoo artist!yoongi and drunk jimin walking in after breaking up with his previous boyfriend and demanding to tattoo "f*** /whatever his name is/" for yoonmin? Sorry if it's too confusing you can totally change it up if you want!! Thank you so much<3
Hello! Sorry for the kind-of-long wait but hereâs that Taekook request ;) And no worries, Iâll be working on the Yoonmin soon! Ahhh, I tried to make this as fluffy as possible (I found it a little hard to cross the platonic boundaries between the two so thereâs not really much, but I will be completely down to write out a part 2 if you want!) But honestly its okay I guess? Quite bland compared to things Iâve written in the past but I hope you still like it!
Hope you enjoy and thank you for requesting! It was really fun to write :))
(Iâm really sorry for any grammatical mistakes, making any sense of words is really hard at 3 in the morning)
Maybe it wouldn't have been so irritating if it were summer, or if he hadn't just finished dance practice, or if he hadn't just taken a shower and was left shivering in his living room, leftover water droplets still littering his skin. Jungkook sighed as he ruffled his damp hair in slight frustration, his foot so close to kicking the chunk of metal in front of him. he was wearing a light jumper and sweatpants, but they were doing quite the shit at keeping the boy warm. He bit his lip, wondering whether his neighbor would mind an intrusion at 12 in the morning.
The neighbor in question was a complete stranger to Jungkook, he hadnât even seen him once in the hallways or in the elevator lobby- which seemed strange since he had been living here for the past 4 months or so, yet he knew the landlord better than his next door neighbor. He started to wonder if he even left his house at all.
With this in mind, he saw a good opportunity to finally meet his neighbor, well, depending if he was still awake at this hour. He quickly grabbed his keys and phone off his coffee table, shivering involuntarily as cold metal met his fingers. His feet were bare on the carpeted floor and he could barely feel his toes, which was a good enough sign that he really needed to get the hell out of his freezing apartment and hopefully into his neighborâs warm one.
Bursting out of his door as quietly as possible, he turned left and walked a few feet before freezing in front of the door; from both the cold and his last minute doubts. Maybe this was a bad idea? Quickly shaking his head, he let his shivering limbs fuel his selfishness as he shot out a quivering fist to knock on the door urgently. His teeth were chattering at this point and he realised that if he stood there hesitating any longer, he was definitely going to freeze to death where he stood.
Met with silence, he contemplated knocking again when he heard the faintest exclamation of âHold on!â. Jungkook practically felt a wave of relief, the doubt that weighed down his body dissipating, but in turn replaced by the biting cold.
Fortunately, before he could turn into an ice block, the door swung open and he felt the harsh cold almost disappear as it was pushed away by the inviting warmth of his neighborâs apartment. And right in front of him stood his mysterious neighbor, real as life. He was dressed almost as lightly as Jungkook was, a long sweater and a pair of track pants.
He almost didnât realise when the stranger had talked to him, the warmth from before slowly leaving his body and the cold creeping up his spine distracted him heavily from his original task.
After a second too long, Jungkook replied in a rushed string of words, teeth chattering a few times in between. âHi- oh, Iâm so sorry to disturb you so late at night, you were probably sleeping and I probably woke you up- I totally just woke you up didnât I? But my damn heater broke and Iâm literally freezing as we speak and I really need a place to sleep tonight without the risk of dying so I was wondering if I could maybe crash here for the night?â
What a great first impression.
The man blinked a few times, Jungkook growing more cold and nervous as his neighborâs brain processed his words before breathing out a small âOh.â He swiftly opened the door wider and stepped aside, âCome on in.â
Jungkook quickly shuffled into the house as his neighbor closed the door softly and locked it. Quickly dropping his apartment keys onto the kitchen counter, he rushed to Jungkook and ushered him to sit on his couch, right in front of the heater.
With his torso feeling slightly warmer, he brought his feet up, crossing his legs on the plump couch, facing his savior who sat next to him. With his brain no longer fighting the numbing cold, he could finally take in his neighborâs facial features. He was quite taken aback to find that the owner of the voice was a young man, maybe around his age or just a bit older than he. He had a sharp face, framed by light brown hair that just covered his eyebrows, high cheekbones, pouty lips and warm brown eyes. The manâs looks completely mismatched his extremely deep voice.
âAre you feeling better?â
The question jolted him out of his, probably rude, staring and he once again found himself frazzled at the fact that the voice he heard had really come out of that mouth of that face. Again, realising how unintentionally rude he was being to this literal angel, he answered as soon as he could properly from words with his hay-wired brain. âYeas I am, thank you for letting me in.â he offered a smile which possibly came out as a grimace- definitely coming out as a grimace. Without missing a beat, the man gave him a sweet smile as a silent âyouâre welcomeâ.
âAh,â he exclaimed suddenly, standing up from his spot on the couch, âwait here for a second, let me grab you some stuff to stay the night.â And before Jungkook could protest that letting him stay the night was enough, he made a beeline for another room which he could only guess was the manâs bedroom.
Jungkook was left on the couch, his body happily soaking in the warmth and mind relishing at how kind this man was, and how he found it more and more irritating that he had not yet learnt his name, despite being sat in his living room and he still only refer to him as âmy neighborâ in his head. The house was completely silent, save for the quiet humming of the heater, and he couldnât help it as his eyes darted around the house at the decor, pictures framed up on walls and he could just make out the magnets on the fridge in the small open kitchen, cute handwritten notes secured onto the surface by them. It had almost the same layout as Jungkookâs apartment, but there was definitely more furniture and the whole place gave off a homey and welcoming feeling- which he guessed could only come with living in the house for a long time.
Soft footsteps made their way closer to where Jungkook sat and he saw the man emerge with blankets and a pillow, the white seeming to engulf his whole body and he could barely see the arms that circled around them. Before he could get up and help though, he had already placed the things beside him as well as made himself comfortable on the other side of Jungkook. Heâd opened his mouth to give him another thank you, but stopped before the words could leave his lips, realising there was something more important he had yet to address.
âExcuse me?â The man blinked at Jungkook from his sudden statement, a small look of confusion dawning his features, his eyebrows sightly knit together.
He offered a small smile and felt a slight prick of embarrassment from his bad attempt of introducing himself, âMy nameâs Jungkook, Jeon Jungkook. We hadnât met before.â Internally cringing at what a bad first impression he must have given his neighbor, he could only watch as the brunette chuckled, a very deep and velvety one might he add, and he saw the rectangular smile he had which was so strangely endearing in a weird way.
âSorry,â the man cleared his throat slightly, âI was just really confused for a second and Iâm dumb for not catching on that âJungkookâ was obviously your name.â He gave Jungkook that smile again- that damned smile that he couldn't help but find really fucking adorable dammit, and continued in that deep voice âTaehyung, Kim Taehyung.â He held out a hand for Jungkook to shake and he did.
Maybe it was how late at night it was, or how nice and warm he was that made Jungkook find everything Taehyung did to be cute and it was both annoying and the best thing ever. So instead of sleeping like he came to do, he stayed up all talking to Taehyung and finally getting to know his really cute neighbor.
Before they knew it, it was 5AM and they were both extremely tired. Soft light filtered through the kitchen windows as the sun rose, the two boys still sat comfortably on the sofa next to each other, a light silence between them as they just enjoyed each othersâ company.
Jungkook just felt a bit bolder than usual, but that didnât mean that his heart was beating any slower as he called out to Taehyung. He got a small hum in acknowledgement and he almost didnât want to continue, but he didnât want to back down either.
âDo you want to.. grab some coffee with me some time?â
All his nerves instantly dissolved when Taehyung adjusted his body to rest his head on Jungkookâs shoulder and nuzzle a little closer into the crook of his neck, a soft âIâd love to.â spilling out of his lips in that deep, smooth voice that he had grown so fond of in the few hours theyâd known each other.
And they both finally fell asleep cuddled into each other, the only regret Jungkook having that night was of his heater not breaking down sooner.
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