OpenYourEyes

Word Limit: 1746

Genre: Angst/Fluff

RealityAU / CheaterAU

Parts:   1      2      3

A/N: I haven’t posted in so long and I did this in one seating, I’ll post it now, but if their are any errors, I will fix them tomorrow~ Sorry. But anyway... Fave Track on Love Yourself: Tear?...Please tell me if this is GOOD? MEH? HORRIBLE? okay

Enjoy                                                             Follow and Like

You weren’t the type to run from your problems, you faced them one on one, but with Namjoon running was the only solution. The sun had awoken with bright flares reflecting into your swollen eyes. The air was raw on your skin and you regret not leaving with a jacket or shoes so you ambled through streets with crystallised arms and feet. You were also glad you didn’t leave with them, it takes your mind off the suffocation you felt grew within you. It was Monday and as you walk through the streets of Seoul like a beggar, high school students and business workers glare at you like a hopeless foreigner, mumbling about the disrespect you were showing (though it wasn’t intentionally). Should I go home? What if he’s still there? Maybe I should call Yoongi? Tapping your pockets, you silently curse yourself realising that you left it in your apartment as well. Great, I’m cold and isolated. 

30 minutes pass and you find yourself in Han River, laying down on the park bench that you would go to for sketches or time to think. The icy winds that blew made your nose red and drip, your lips were dry with blue hues and were shivering faster than your heart pumping blood. It was such a pity you didn’t have anything to write in or someone to speak to, but that’s what you expect to happen when you’re too busy in your own fantasies.

A slim figure had strode to you with frantic steps. His skin was fair, hidden under murky-coloured clothing and a black mask, radiating warmth. As you locked eyes with his stone like glare, you turned to face the sky as he sprints closer to you.

Yoongi: “Y/n...Please come with me, You’re a mess and your frozen solid, You’re gonna die here!”

Y/N: “I’m perfectly fine Yoongi, let me be and go.”

Yoongi: “Stop being so stubborn and just come with me...please.”

Y/N: “Why? You didn’t care about me before. What changed your mind, the fact that your friend fucked up or because you fucked up?” you closed your eyes as you felt the numbing of the air bite you.

Yoongi: “Wear this, it’s 12 degrees out here.”

Y/N: “No.” 

You flew up, continuing your journey to the endless. But as you did, you felt the ground disappear as Yoongi hoisted you on to his shoulder from the soil.

Yoongi: “Yo- you know- ye- your heavier th- than you look.”

Y/N: “Fine I’ll go with you but you have to give me your shoes and I don’t want to see that rat~”

Yoongi: “Does that mean you forgive me?”

Y/N: “Chuck in your jacket and mask then maybe I can make an arrangement.” 

Yoongi: “B-but What i-if someone no-notices me?”

Y/N: “I won’t forgive you.”

Yoongi: “Fine!!”

Yoongi released you with complete attitude but you dismissed it and giggled at how passive-aggressive he was. First he removed his shoes and threw them in front of you, as well as his thick socks. He then peeled his jacket off, shivers running down his spine, slipping his mask off and bundling them together to hurdle at your smirking face. You slipped the clothing on as you begun to heat, Yoongi’s cologne came to you strong and manly.

Yoongi: “Hurry up I’m freezng my ass off here.”

Without a second of hesitation, you wrapped Yoongi into your arms, half of you craving for human contact and grateful that he found you before you were plastered on every news article: “Girl frozen after terrible heart break”. 

Y/N: Thanks Yoongi, for finding me.”

Yoongi: “Aigoo, stop this hugging stuff.”

Y/N: “Really, Thank you, I don’t know what I would be doing if you didn’t find me.”

Yoongi: “I know, it’s fine.”

Y/N: “How did you even find me, out of the whole of Seoul?”

Yoongi: “I was tryna find you last night, I waited at your place but you didn’t come so I just, you know searched for you.”

Y/N: “Wah, I could kiss you right now but that’s incest hahaha. Anyway, where we goin?”

Yoongi: “The apartment, don’t worry, Namjoon hasn’t been...stayin...yeah.”

Y/N: “...Oh.”

The both of you plotted yourselves into Yoongi’s car as you drove through the city filled with the buzzing of motors and chanting of people. As you gaze outside the window a sound track begun to unravel: Fake Love by BTS. 

“Love you so bad, Love you so bad I craft a beautiful lie for you... Look at me who even I myself dumped. Who even you cannot understand. You say that I feel like a stranger...”

Y/N: you mumbled, “So that’s how you felt...hah coward.”

You listened to the tunes as it expresses how love could be such a regretful commitment; you felt the lyrics run through you like water or blood. Was this how he felt all along? He lied about ever loving? As you drooped into the village of overthinking, Yoongi spoke to the security guard of the most expensive apartments then to you.

Yoongi: “The boys missed you, they feel guilty for not telling you, especially Jimin, he’s been beating himself up.”

Y/N: “It’s okay, I wouldn’t say anything too if I were in his position.”

Yoongi snickered at your comment but was glad you weren’t thinking of making them your slave for something that had nothing to do with them. When Yoongi parked the car, the both of you rode the escalator towards his and the groups apartment, Yoongi trying his best to control the ecstatic emotion that threatened to burst and ruin his “cool guy” role.

The door opens with a topless Hoseok, eyes tight by the sudden burst of light. You guessed he feel asleep on the couch since it was the closest room but nevertheless, you jumped onto him, startling him as he regrets opening the door (assuming you were a sasaeng fan). 

Y/N: “Long time no see~ I forgive you don’t worry.”

Hoseok: “Oh- Y/n-ssi!”

Y/N: “What the hell, why so formal for?”

The eyes of the once worn out Hoseok had been replaced by bulge and incredulity. He tightened his grip around you, lifting and jumping. You on the other hand, were gasping for air.

Hoseok: “Y/N IS HERE!!!!!”

Two seconds later you here the loud thuds of footprints, Taehyung, Jungkook and Jin’s chanting “WHAT, WHERE!!?” Steady yourself Y/N~ Breath now well you can... 

TaeJinJung: “Y/N!!!! We’re really sorry!!”

Y/N: “I’ll accept once you hug me!!”

BOOM!!

The banging of heads and arms wrapped around you like vines and coconuts (”pun not intended”). You smiled from ear to ear as you hear the raspy chuckles of Taehyung, Jungkooks breathy cries and Jin apologise as if he was spitting bars. Though your respiratory system struggled to gain access to oxygen, you all stayed like that for one more minute.

Y/N: “Where’s Jimin?”

Taehyung: “Ummm...he’s been down lately...because”

Jungkook: “Because, you know...Namjoon hyung.”

Y/N: “Where is he? It’s not his fault....Where is he?”

Hoseok: “Mine and his room.”

Y/N: “Ngaaw my poor little mochi~”

Y/N: “Jimin?”

You gripped the handle and dragged it open like the Flash, you knew he would feel the worse. As you trailed inside you examined the way the bed and blanket moved as Jimin breathed. He was sleeping, but you had to make sure he was better now.

Y/N: “Jimin-ssi? Wake up~”

Y/N: “Jimin-ssi! Wake up!”

Jimin: “Jungkook, can you please leave, I feel sick that’s all.”

Y/N: “Yah, are you saying I sound like a man!?”

After realising that it was you, he flung himself up with complete astonishment, pouring his eyes out like streams.

Jimin: “Y/N! Y/N! IM SORRY! IM SORRY! Y/N!”

Y/N: “Don’t cry~ It’s okay~”

Jimin: “I’m really sorry Y/n, I- I didn’t-”

Y/N: “It’s not your fault~ I forgive you if it’s bothering you.”

Jimin: “I didn’t know what to do. You mean a lot to me and Namjoon is like my brother. I’m sorry.”

Y/N: “My arms are open.”

Jimin launched onto you, causing both of you to tremble to the floorboards, he was the purest person you could ever encounter and you thank fate everyday that you were lucky enough to meet such a caring soul. Cute like always...

You all sat in the large lounge room, hearts growing fond by the longing separation. These boys were like family and they thought you like a sister, mother and best friend. You explained how university was a pain but the growing passion to succeed in medicine was larger “It is my last year, so I’m glad.” They shared events with you as well. The times that they performed at the Billboard Ceremony and how they met western celebs and the collabs. Taehyung even offered to give you their numbers. It was great to have company and people who loved you but as much as you tried to push it away, you were still hurting more than anything. 

Reminiscing about your past relationship. How Namjoon would visit you in the middle of the night to steal a cuddle session or when you were studying late hours at night and he would throw you across his shoulders to take you for a night drive around Seoul so he could secretly stop you from overworking yourself. You were also imagining times in bed, hot sweaty skin, lips a mess but lovely.The way he was gentle with you, caressing every part of you like some sacred object, his sacred object. But what caused the most pain was your birthday. 

Namjoon: “You are so beautiful, you know that y/n? I’m so fuckin lucky to have you.”

Y/N: “Really?”

Namjoon: “You serious? Of course, I want to spend the rest of my life with you, I want your children to be mine, I want us to be forever.”

Namjoons eyes were filled with nothing but determination, and freshly picked petals of love. He was head over heels in love with you, the way you were clean and affectionate.

It grew silent until you burst, howling onto the ground. Curled into a ball, you let your tears roll off your cheeks,staining the carpet. The feelings and emotions all rammed back into. The boys hugged you, trying to contribute in someway. 

Yoongi: “It’s okay, cry as much as you want, you need to.”

Yoongi rolled next to you, soothing the creases in the jacket you wore. Like Jimin, you threw yourself onto Yoongi as you poured every thing you had left bubbled inside of you. 

Yoongi: Fuck you Namjoon.

Genre: Fluff, slight angst|ManagerAu

Words:

Part: 1 2 3

Disclaimer: Mentions of Sensitive Events.

Dumbfounded by what happened, you glanced between the two boys, Jungkook and Jigaemae, sensing the tension between the two. You weren't sure what happened, only remembering that Jungkook was extremely close to you. Did I have something on my face? I doubt it, why would Jigaemae look like he's about to throw some fists?

Jungkook looked at Jigaemae with true horro, please don't tell. Jigaemae read Jungkook like a book, he knew if he screamed his anger at him, the whole plane would hear, which would likely start speculation and he knew you hated when you were the center of attention. In return, Jigaemae threw the coldest gaze at Jungkook but stared at you, softening his mood.

Jg: "Jungkook, Sejin wants to see you"- rolling his eyes before he gestured to where Sejin was located. "Four seats down in the middle".

Jk: "Oh Okay" - he stood up glaring at Jigaemae than to you, feeling uneasy and trepidation.

After Jigaemae watched Jungkook glide to Sejin, he plotted himself next to you, as you were completely unhinged. Why did I wake up?

Y/n: "yah did you really have to yell his name like that? I was having the best dream."

Jg: "I'm sure you were~"- nugding you.

Jg: "Y/n, do you even realise what Jungkook did?"

Y/n: "Well he was-"

The "ding" of Jigaemae's phone obstructed your answer, slightly irritating you. Jigaemae opened the notification, welcomed to Jungkooks obvious pleads and cries.

4:57am Jungkook: Hyung plz dont tell hdr!

4:58am Jigaemae: U assaulted my y/n, SEXUALLY!

4:58am Jungkook: Hyung thts a bit dramatic ..please

4:59am Jigaemae: 😂 So she knows u kissed her?

4:59am Jungkook: ..no hyung but please.

4:59am Jigaemae: 😂 she gave u permission?

4:59am Jungkook: no hyung! Please dont tell! Please!

4:59am Jigaemae: Kook, your like a brother to me and Y/n is like a sister . she means alot to me. Idk kook...

5:00am Jungkook: Hyung ill do anything! Please don't tell please hyung, ill beg on my knees is that what u want?

5:00am Jigaemae: Yah, and im the dramatic one? How long have u liked her?

5:00am Jungkook: Something else

5:01am Jigaemae: ㅎㅎ ill tell~

5:01am Jungkook: ok! Since she started...2 years ago

5:01am Jigaemae: Why?

5:01am Jungkook: Hyung~

5:01am Jigaemae: this is me talking to u as a bro~😏

5:02am Jungkook: 😒 When i first saw her, something about her drawed me to her and like a bell went off... Don't TELL THE OTHERS!

5:02am Jigaemae: 😌 secret safe~

Y/n: "Hello, i would like to order some attention please."

Jigaemae snorted at your comment.

Jg: "And would you like to super size sir?"

Y/n: "Sir? Says the one stuck in a babies body."

Jg: "Asshole"

The both of you talked about all types of things. Ranging from current emotional stability to favourite sex positions. The friendship you both admired meant everything to you, it wasn't like your average high school bestie or childhood bestie, but something exotic and weird.

Jungkook sat behind you two, not too close or far but enough distance to see what activities were unraveled. Sejin spoke to Jungkook about business, only going into one ear and out the other. After Sejin finally glared at Jungkook, he saw Jungkook do his famous tongue bulge.

Sj: "You can go, I'll just inform y/n on this as well".

Jk: "Okay, thank you" - bowing in Sejins direction then forcefully pounding the ground at a rhythmically fast pace.

Y/n: "Jungkooks back"

Jigaemae scanned Jungkook up and down then pouted towards you.

Jg: "I wanna stay~" - in a childlike tone.

Y/n: "You spend too much time with Jimin, you dwarf" -both cringing and giggling at how eager he wanted to seat next to you. "Come on its Kookies chair, go".

Jg: "pl-"

Y/n: "Go~"-now pushing him off the seat.

Jg: "Fine~" - trudging back to where he originally sat.

Jungkook placed himself next to you, visibly feeling self-conscious, please say he didn't tell, please say he didn't.

Y/n: "So what did Sejin say?"- eyes fulled with curiosity.

Thank you Jigaemae, thank you lord.

Jk: "haha i have no clue, i wasn't listening"

Y/n: "Of course you did, uhh Jungkook~"

As Jungkook planned, he asked you various questions about your personal life, and so you asked as well. You found out that Jungkook wants to pursuit another career in the film industry, hoping he can collab with famous directors like Hayao Miyazaki or Yeon Sang ho. Jungkook also had a strange addiction for cereals, which you also shared because you were too lazy to actually cook. He learnt that you loved photography and drawing, and when you turned old , hoped to live in a very isolated and peaceful village like in a childhood movie you watched continuously, 'My Neighbor Totoro'.

Y/n: "Mr Golden Picasso, why don't we have a drawing contest, we have around 30 minutes?"- Feeling overly competitive.

Jk: "I don't know if your standards meet my expectations"- trying to infuriate you.

Y/n: "Don't underestimate the power of y/n"

Jk: "Okay let's draw each other"

Jungkook scurried through his famous cargo bag, in search for his journal and pencil case. After sometime, he finally received them from his bag, ripping two papers, two pencils and an eraser. Placing a paper and pencil in front of your mobile table.

Y/n: "Wow I think I can see the Titanic down there?"

Jk: "No It's Sewol Ferry"

Y/n: "Well played Jungkook"-Rolling your eyes with excessive effect. "Don't go easy, if that's even possible"

You instinctively took the pencil into your hand and begun sketching. You decided to do a portrait of his side profile since he always faced forward. You started off by faintly drawing the outline of his face, ensuring you made it as realistic and similar to Jungkook as much as your skill could possibly do so. Your next focus was drawing Jungkooks almond shaped eyes.

As you were in deep thought and concentration, Jungkook also stared into your eyes. He was grateful that you came up with a drawing competition, because to him it was a way to survey you without making you feel discomfort. He longed for this bond, and it finally happened after two years.

Jungkook inhaled all of your features like his life depended on it. He watched as you softly brushed against the paper like if you were another Leonardo da Vinci. Habitually, Jungkook observed your 'masterpiece', to no ones surprise, his competitive side finally shone.

As you let yourself be taken over by your inner Van Gogh, you traced over pencil markings that represented Jungkooks flat hair that rested in front of his eyes. When you noticed Jungkook potently focus on the paper, you let yourself have another appreciation session: 'Serious Jungkook'. Out of all the sides that Jungkook had (funny, rude, cute, shy) 'Serious Jungkook' never failed to turn you on. Something about the way he glares like a hungry owl waiting for its prey, sparked a foreign feeling (which you had a good idea what it was) and the 'baby maknae' role is replaced with a man filled with dominance and power. He is Jungkook, you are his manager, nothing more. Shaken by the thought, you continuously shook your head, returning your focus back to what you initially planned out, tracing the faided pencil lining with darker strokes.

Jungkook wasn't drawing the way you currently appealed but rather the day he laid eyes upon you. He remembers the way you trudged inside the building blasting with confidence, and how your elegant and innocent smirk fit perfectly with your chic and powerful eyes. To be blant you weren't so 'stunning' compared to the overated Asian beauty standards, but that's what made you Jungkooks insecurities and confidence. It ticked all the boxes when Jungkook got to understand and know you better.

His eyes twinkled as he recalls the moment you appeared inside the BigHit building, with your flawless introduction, your smile and your fidgeting hands. You stared, blushing at Jungkooks current state, he grinned at the paper, giggling as he scribbled the most smallest details that you wore proudly (beauty marks, freckles (if you have them)). When you heard a low "cute" mumble from Jungkooks lips, you bet you were a hot flustered mess.

You had accomplished your sketch of Jungkook, so you sat serene, eyes following the passing clouds. Involuntarily, your mind threw all your responsibilities away for just one moment, letting you believe it was a serendipity occurrence. The atmosphere made you feel like a child again, no worries in the world just freedom.

Y/n: "You're really into this"

Jk: "Of course, I have a reputation"

5 minutes have passed since you finished, the pilot announced that "all passengers, must please be seated and belted as landing will be in the time frame of 3-5 minutes". You watched as Jungkook hurriedly added details, finally setting the blunt pencil onto the table.

Jk: "Finished."

Y/n: "We'll fold it in halves, than countdown to 1?"

Jk: "ung~"

You took one last glance at your paper, slightly regretting that you didn't take it as seriously. You transferred your hand-made portrait with Jungkooks portrait of you.

Jk & y/n: "3...2....1..."

You both synchronisingly opened the papers, both reactions portrayed in a similar way: stupefied and agaped.

Jungkook expected you to draw a anime inspired type potrait of him (since it took you less than 20 minutes), but unexpectedly was welcomed to a portrait of... him in black and white. But it cannot compare to how he drawed you. You could faintly recollect that outfit, the outfit you truly adored but ruined it when you spelt coffee all over it: 'first days luck'. He sketched your entire body, every crease on your trench coat and every beauty mark visible throughout your body.

Y/n *sigh* "Of course the little maknae had to out win a lady".

Jk: "What! Yours looks so much better!"

Y/n "what? But the detail you put into this"

Jk: "I thought you would do...less?"

Y/n: "Don't be surprised, I dedicated half my youth perfecting my art abilities."

Jk: "Waah~ It's so good"

Pilot: "Please steady yourselves, plane will now be landing"

Jk: "Buckled in?"

Y/n: "yeah, by the way im keeping this"-Cheeks painful from the wide smile spread across your face.

Jk: "Me too~"

The plane landed on the peculiar land of Finland, unknown mountains layed out into the distance. The murmurs of curiosity flooded the aeroplane loudly. You stood with Jungkook by your side. Light and hollow...

Y/n: "I like you Jungkook, Don't reject me..."

A/N: If you don't know, Jigaemae is a manager for BTS but is mainly Jimins personal manager. He's smaller than Jimin which makes it real cute and yeah... and if u havent.. read bts outcast n twit by @flirtaus its so good!

Jonghyun, you did well. Reat at ease, float in peace...

Genre: Fluff, some mild angst|ManagerAu

Words: 1210

Part: 1 2

The sound of heavy breathing echoed through your ears, flustering your eyes wide open. Out of all the positions capable in such a spacious chair, you were resting on Jungkooks broad shoulder as he inhaled and exhaled through his nose. You scanned over the plane, blackness only greeting you, both glad that you woke up first and that nobody witness you and Jungkook.

You had to admit, Jungkook wasn’t shabby, at all. Sometimes you would subconsciously drown yourself in his countenance, his physical abilities and him as a person, not a idol. But the thought of business only, prevented you from expressing your emotions, persistently reminding yourself that emotions were strictly forbidden from your career. You found yourself commending Jungkooks bloated and lifeless face. Eyes following his jawline all the way to his swollen lips. When was the last time I kissed someone?

2:37AM Jimin: I see you~ ;)

You felt a chill zip down your spine, like in the rare horror movies you watched that successfully scared the living shit out of you.

2:38AM y/n: that’s not scary at all, how can u see me?

2:38AM Jimin: A. Jungkooks TVs on and B. Im sitting next to the two of u ;)

2:38AM y/n: Wat r u still doing up, plane lands in 3ish hours.

2:39AM Jimin: DON’T CHANGE THE TOPIC! I took pics of u two…

2:39AM Jimin: … They’re cute ㅋㅋㅋㅋ

Jimin spammed you with all the photos he took of the small moment you shared with Jungkook. Eyes glued to the screen, you noticed a trail of saliva forming from your mouth, onto Jungkooks shoulder. Feeling embarrassed, you removed your eyes from the screen to observe what you selflessly left behind. Your cheeks were burning, concerned what Jungkook would think. Grabbing a unused tissue from your jacket, you dabbed at the substance, praying Jungkook doesn’t feel the sudden pressure.

Jk: “Its ok y/n” -his voice husky from the nap he took.

Y/n: “I’m really sorry Jungkook” you idiot what if its noticeable.

Jk: “Y/n it’s ok, really. Honestly don’t worry nobody will see”

Jungkook softly placed his hand on his shoulder, removing your frantically moving hands. Cute. You weren’t sure if Jungkook was half asleep, but after he removed your hand from his shoulder, he was still gripping on to your hand. You couldn’t believe that such a muscular and manly hand could feel like a babys bottom, soft and velvety.

After you heard faint snores escape Jungkooks mouth, you situated your hands from his, warmth evaporating from your now isolated hand.

Without anything more important to do, you got up to explore the plane. Passing Jungkook was your next mission. After you lightly passed by Jungkook successfully, you went to find Jigaemae, wishing you could find some comfort around your closest friend on board. By squinting your eyes in the dark, you some how hoped it gave you the power to see clearly…It didn’t. After strolling up and down the aisle three times, you gave up trying to find him, heading straight to the toilet suit.

You were so used to being crammed inside a two meter cube that was mainly taken up by the toilet, but instead there was a shower and a bath, with a high tech toilet, you were hands down amazed.

Jm: “What you doing?”

Y/n: “What the hell Jimin!”

Jm: “I saw you walking up and down the plane, so I came to check if you were ok.”

Y/n: “I’m fine thanks, just amazed thas all”

Jm; “I know right, the bathroom is giant”

y/n: “Yeah~~”

Silence interrupted your conversation, slowly becoming awkward as time ticked by.

y/n: “Well, better go before people wake up to find us gone, they’ll think we did..stuff haha”

Jm: “yeah, you should learn to lock the door, imagine what would’ve happen if it weren’t me.”

You trailed behind Jimin like a lost puppy, mentally cursing yourself for failing to recall locking the door. As you returned to your seating accommodation, Jungkook was awake. Just moments ago he was a ball of fluff, fiddling with your hand. But now, he looked displeased, displeased to see you and Jimin leave the bathroom at the same time. All he did was intensely eye you from head to toe, making you somehow nervous.

Y/n: "E-excuse me"

Jungkook sat up in his chair giving you space to slide past him. You weren't sure how you managed it but you fell over your own feet landing on Jungkooks crouch. Painful moans left his mouth, making near by spectators look in the direction of the noise. You got up as soon as you landed, plotting yourself down on your chair flustered by the movement. You silently apologized to Jungkook as he bent over in agony.

Even though you basically crushed his member, he felt oddly satisfied. Sinful thoughts repeated in his hectic mind; unraveling you right there, without care on who witnesses. Involuntarily, your eyes glanced at his member but regretting soon after. It was clearly noticeable, bulging out of the jean material. When you peered at him, Jungkook also mirrored your action but his stare was full of lust. Out of discomfort, you whipped your phone out, avoiding Jungkooks presence.

3:04AM y/n: Mann I'm idiotic 😅😖

3:05AM Jigaemae: I know... Why?

3:05AM y/n: first i droll on Jungkook, leaving a whole pool on his shoulder. AND. Aigoo~ I honestly broke his dik cause i tripped over thin air and somehow landed on him. Help a friend 😣

3:06AM Jigaemae: lol...*walks out of room* shoulda helped me in the airport~

3:06AM y/n: SAVE ME! Seen

Being the incredible friend Jigaemae was, he left you hanging, no signs of replying to your desperate calls.

Y/n: "Fuck you, Jigaemae"-whispering to yourself.

Only Jungkook heard your small rant that you had directed to yourself. You looked out the window, the moon and clouds only in sight. Jungkook mean while, was hungry, starving. He wanted some sort of attention from you, weather it be good or bad. His desperation led to him slapping his hand onto your covered thigh. He didn't even know what he did, until he noticed your reaction. Studying his hand and your face. After a few seconds of realisation, Jungkook reclaimed his hand turning the opposite direction as he burnt up like a grill. What the fuck kook why the fuck did I touch her!

It was indeed unexpected, the flight to Europe felt as if it was a flight to the Moon. You prayed with fervour, pleading that your unusual interaction with Jungkook was kept unprecedented. To avoid the strong sense of awkwardness that hovered above the both of you, you impelled your eye lids shut, letting the music from your earphones hush your inquisitive thoughts.

Once Jungkook heard your muffled slurs and witnessed your chest inflating and deflating he let himself examine you vehemently. Finger on lips, he slid closer to your warmth, inhaling your freshly smelt perfume, lips inches away from yours. Without sign of constraint, he let his lips faintly graze yours, temptation controlling his actions causing him to add more pressure.

JG: "Yah Jungkook-ah!"

Staggered by the increase of volume, you ripped your eyes open, welcomed to the sight of Jungkooks face meer inches from yours...

A/N: Dukin hell this is so dukin chip! This is so bad im sorry for wasting your time...A girl got carried away and is now regretting everything bout this part. Plz leave me wat u think HONEST OPINION...Thank U. p.s that stupid tomato song is stuck in my head!

Like and Follow...

Kim Seokjin.

Jin was casually grooming his sugar gliders, Eomuk and Odengie whilst you admired his manly fingers hovering over such small and fragile animals. You told Jin that you wanted him to meet your parents, which you both agree on meeting them next week back where you grew up. But he didn’t know you had siblings, or a lot. Hiding this important information made you feel guilty, as if you had kissed another man. You had a week to tell him, before he finds out himself. Will he get upset if don’t tell him.

Jn: “ Honey why do you look so... you?”- chuckling at your dumbfounded expression.

y/n: “ I-I have to tell you something and I don’t know how you’ll react to this”.

Jn: “It depends on what it is? Tell me darling, I will be okay as long as you don’t feel grudged.”

y/n: “ You know how it’s just you and Jung?”

Jn: “yeah~”

you fiddle around so that you are comfortable with both your position and the upcoming news you will tell Jin.

y/n: “Well I have siblings too...”

Jn: “Really! why didn’t you say so? How much do you have?”- whilst placing Eumuk and Odengie down then rubbing circles with his thumb in your palm.

y/n: “Now this is the funny part. I have...”- you begin counting the amount of siblings you have very slow and cautiously.

Jins focus is on your linear fingers that are pointing up to the ceiling.

y/n: “ I have about, 1, 2, 3..”

Jn: “ Three? that’s cool,”

y/n: “ 4, 5, 6!”

Jins jaw drops in owe, if it was possible, hit the ground like in the kid cartoons you two would snuggle up together to watch.

y/n: “ No 7. 8 if you counted me in it.”- you gazed outside as the rain silently arrived in the background of your surroundings.

Jin was so amazed.He always thought about how you always had alot of patience and this just answered his questions. And all the other questions on why you were so good with kids or how you could tolerate the most rudest fans or people in general. You felt serene as you finally released the staggering guilt that pierced you which would always fill you with regret or dishonesty.

Jn: “That’s so extra”- his famous laugh echoed in the apartment, with the faint sound of rain pouring down.

y/n: “ ha-ha ha stop. I wouldn’t be laughing if I was you. Did I tell you about my brothers?”.

Min Yoongi

You and Yoongi were laying on your bed, listening to the multiple songs that Yoongi dedicated for your ears only. You contemplated whether you should tell Yoongi you were raised in a large family or not and that they all wanted to meet famous ‘Tongue Technology’. As you were stuck in your useless thoughts hammered with unimportant, your boyfriend tugged at the couples hoodie you were both matching. He noticed that you were lost and confused.

Sg: “What’s wrong y/n? you look like your confused.”

Y/n: “Ummm... I need to tell you something that’s been bugging me for awhile.”

Sg: “Sorry I’ll put the toilet seat down when I’m finished. I’m just so use to it, the boys at the dorm leave it up... it’s became a habit.”

Y/n: “No not that but yah, I keep falling into the bowl! But that’s not what I wanna talk about.”

Sg: “Then what is it?”- sitting up as he can sense the seriousness in you.

You too sat up so you didn’t feel so awkward. Yoongi senses that you are uncomfortable so he tucks some hair behind your ear that was covering your view. 

Y/n: “I have brothers and sisters that all want to meet you”.

Sg: “Really? How much siblings do you have. 2,3?”

You chuckled at his reply. 2 was definitely not the answer, it was far from the amount you have. You lay back down, Yoongi following as well. He grabs your hands, intertwining his slender fingers with yours.

Y/n: “ I have 2 sisters...”

Sg: “So one brother than?”

Y/n: “6 brothers”

Sg: “WHAT!”-mind bubbled by the amount of sibling's you were raised with.

Y/n: “Gotta love sexual intercourse am I right?”

You turn to face your boyfriend, who continues to gaze at the blank ceiling, smirking.

Y/n: "what are you thinking about you perv?"

Yoongi crawls closer to you, wrapping his hands around your waist. He leans so that hes faced with your ear.

Sg: “So do you think we can have 10?”

Kim Namjoon

You were working on a project on your boyfriends computer, too concentrated on the screen in front of you. You were making a PowerPoint about your family and the millions of siblings you regularly bond with through the internet. You weren’t sure how Namjoon would react, but you were sure you would get a few laughs out of it. You dedicated 2 whole hours for the presentation that basically gave necessary and unnecessary information about your family tree,only resting to pee.You made sure the presentation was perfected, from the fonts to the sliding effects. 

It was nearly time for him to arrive, oddly feeling nervous as if you were presenting to a group of students. You heard the door open and shut, indicating that your restless boyfriend had finally attained home. Namjoon settled his keys on the kitchen bench, sloppily reaching the sofa.

Nj: “Baby I need affection!”

y/n: “And I need your attention!”- gliding down the hallway so that Namjoon was in your presence.

y/n: “Come with me sir.”

You leaped for one of Namjoons hand, forcing him to trail behind your long strolls back to his studio. You sat Namjoon down on his office chair then pecked his lips to gather his attention on you.

y/n: “Today I will be presenting you a very important update about my family”

Namjoon giggled at your welcoming, his dimples visibly deep. You went through the first slides: Important facts about your parents, like their favourite food, what to avoid doing, and ways to guarantee a spot into the family. It was time to display your hectic sibilings.

y/n: “This is b/n. If I was you I would avoid him. This is another one, s/n, basically the girl version of the first sibiling. Actually you should avoid all of them.”

Nj: “Why?”

y/n: “Cause they’re my sibilings.”

Nj: “More versions of you...how cute”

y/n: “They are all crazy, I’m the normal one out of all of them”

Nj: “Normal...sure”

You proceeded to introduce all of your sisters and brothers,carefully supervising Namjoons facial expressions. After you gave a brief view of your family history you waited for a comment from your boyfriend.

Nj: “9!!”

y/n: “10 including me.”

Nj:” How?!?”

You crawled on to Namjoons lap, drowning in his expensive cologne.

Y/n "They just fall out you know, you should know Mr I’m a master, baby with your bra"-chuckling at the expression visible on Namjoons face.

Jung Hoseok

It was a snowy winter day, you were on your way to surprise Hoseok at work, busy producing soulful music for his upcoming mixtape. You arrived in ten layers of clothing, 80% of the clothes you wore being your boyfriends. After you introduced yourself to the staff and members of BigHit, you ambled yourself to Hoseoks studio: Hope World. As expected, he was bent over his computer and keyboard trying to find a new beat for his own music. Out of frustration, he rustled his hair, struggling to come up with a newly heard rhythm, without realising that you were in the room. 

y/n: “Coffee’s warm still”

You felt a bit guilty, as the living shit out of Hoseok.

Hs: “Honey! You came at the right time”

Hoseok stood up, towering over you. He pulled you into a longing kiss, starving from the lack of affection. You both stayed in the same position for a good moment or so, pulling back when you needed to breathe. Hoseok returned to his seat, gesturing for you to sit on him. You did so, happily.

Hs: “I missed you, I’ve been struggling to produce quality music, I think I just needed my number one inspiration.”- pecking your lips

y/n: “What mums here?!”-in a some what sarcastic but convincing tone.

Hs: “y/n, you are my number one inspiration!

y/n: “hehehe I know~”

y/n: “While were talking about mums, I’ve got a song I want you to listen to, I’ll play it live.”

You grabbed Hoseok off the seat, placing him on the sofa in the corner of his studio. Returning back to the keyboard, your boyfriend leaned back into the sofa, shutting his eyes to ready himself for your performance. Hands over the keyboard, you played a melodic song on the piano.

y/n:  ♪♫“Listen to the beat while i’m hummin. In a week my family’s comin. My mum, maybe dad and some others. Three sisters and alot of brothers. Five brothers to be precise, theirs photos on my device. This is where I stop rhyming cause I came up with it while I was walking. And they want to meet my beautiful boyfriend and their so called successful daughter slash sister.” ♪♫

Finish up with a difficult note, you bowed down to the audience. Hoseok cheering on for your exquisite performance.

Hs: “That was so amazing, especially your vocals, just weow”

y/n: “Im serious they want to meet you.”

Hs: “You actually have 8 sibilings!?!”

y/n “Yeah, and I made the background music to help you, just in case you don’t finish anything while their here. But of course I need your blessing first... Would mind?”

Hs: “You made that! Omo, first my baby can sing and now she knows how to make music! You surprise everyday.”

You sauntered your way to his arms, seeking warmth.

y/n: “Will you?”

Hs: “Anything for my little baby.”

y/n: “Im not little, 5ish centimeters and ill be taller then you”

Hoseoks sun like smile, made the atmosphere radiant, though the snow and cold threatened to intrude.

y/n: “The suns pretty bright, don’t you think?”

A/N:This is for those who have a lot of sibilings that are lowkey damn annoying. I know the pain as I too have too much sibilings (not a whole orphanage tho duuh). And was curious on how they would react so I had enough motivation to write this small reaction..

Genre: Angst

Words: 783

Member: Namjoon

Warning: Swearing

12 hours had passed since your heart had been physically and mentally ripped out of your chest, and here you are body against the worn out couch that smelt of memories you treasured. From the times you sipped on your Latte's, giggles escaping from both your mouths to sexual affection that had your legs weak for weeks. You couldn't cry, even if you force them to drip, your body was too drained out. You were subconsciously screaming for help, for someone to express the freshly bloom pain that filled you, for Namjoon. But just like he had treated you for the past 2 months, nothing accompanied you. Eyes gazing at the ceiling, you let sleep be your remedy.

Your eyes still sealed, you could hear light groans escape the air. You thought it was just the neighbours and the thin walls but the slight snores were all too familiar. Your eyes bulged open, greeted to Namjoons peaceful body and his mouth a wide. You had to recall what had just happened yesterday. You were going to visit Namjoon but was greeted to his plump lips on someone elses, that bitch. Without hesitation you stood up, slapping Namjoon across his face. Which surprised him, leaving a hand print red on his cheek.

Y/n: "what the fuck are you doing here!"-tears now swelling in your eyes.

Nj: "y/n please listen to me baby"

Usually when he calls you 'baby' it would calm you down. But not this time, in fact it did the exact opposite.

Y/n: "Baby!! You don't have a right to call me that you fucking asshole! Who the fuck gave you permission to invade my house! Oh so because you fucked that whore, it gives you all rights!"

Nj: "you're over thinking the situation. Please cal-"

Y/n: "so you're telling me you didn't fuck her!?"

Nj: "ah ah I don't kno-"

Y/n: "how the fuck do you not know? Did you shove your dick in her or not!?"

Nj: "I.. Im sorry y/n. I was lonely."

You felt something snap as soon as those exact words fell out of his mouth. So I wasn't lonely?

Y/n: "Lonely!! I tried communicating but did you even acknowledge it? Did you even try calling me, texting me or fucking visiting me!?! I was lonely, like one sided love, I was rejected, by my own fucked up boyfriend."

Nj: "I have nothing to say, I'm sorry baby- I mean y/n. Please please I'm really sorry"-a tear escaping from his left eye.

Namjoon tries to grab your hands but you thrust his hands forcefully away from yours and take a step back from him. You used to see Namjoon as your missing puzzle in life. He was everything you loved and hated. He shone a light to your dark and wasted life. But now, he disgusted you, to the point you would rather eat shit then to be around him.

Y/n: "Please. Just leave. You've done enough damage."

Nj: "Y/n Im sorry. I love you"

Y/n: "Just leave."

Big fat tears gushed out of Namjoon. Regret now possessing his slim body. You hated when he cried, you had to stop yourself from wiping them away and forgiving him. But you knew from past experience that they were all the same. The game stays the same, it's the player that changes. You turned your back to signalize you weren't listening.

He was now sobbing, loudly. Repeating your name and a lousy "Im sorry". You felt all the misery and agony that he was feeling, tears now dripping away without care. I love you Namjoon but this can't go on anymore.

Y/n: "You're wasting my time. Ca- can you please leave"-whispering ever so gently.

Nj: "Y/n I love you. I fucking love you. Your everything I've wanted and more. If I leave, I don't just leave this place, I leave you! See I won't be able to live, you're the reason I'm still breathing. Please I'm sorry. Baby I'm sorry."

Y/n: "Fine. If you won't I will."

You trudged to the blurry door, drips repetitively forming then falling. You were stopped by Namjoon, grabbing a hand fill of your clothing then grabbing your hand to steady you. He pressed his lips against yours vigorously. You didn't pull back, nor did you give in. His tears dropping onto your cheeks or nose.

Nj: "Don't leave me."

Y/n: "I didn't leave you, you left me"

You pulled away from his grip then ran to the door. He didn't run after you, too mind struck by your comment. Realising that he did leave you, dropping a diamond for a rock.

Once again you trudged out without a destination, but did you really?

A/N: I wrote this ages ago.. I forgot to hit the send button :"""") Sorry.. again LIKE n FOLLOW for a pandora like me.. peace

Genre: Fluff|Angst- ManagerAu

Word count: 2281

Part: 1

Time had really flashed past you like the movie marathons you proudly took part of when you weren't fulled with layered schedules. It felt like just yesterday, you had just landed in a foreign country where you would spend most your youth in, South Korea.

Lately, you've been brutally busy with work. Bighit, the company you worked at, was gaining more attention and success, well the group that is under BigHit, BTS. You were lucky enough to be a manager for the seven members. But due to risk of starting rumors, your employment was kept undercover, people mistaking you as a make up artist (though you weren't so good). 

You were excited for the upcoming months, Bang Pd announced that there would be another world tour two months ago, and the day had finally arrived. You were prepping for transportation and where the boys would be accommodated at in the multiple countries that you would also adventure through. You finished earlier than expected so you packed all the necessary equipment that is vital for traveling: monthly protection, your laptop, various types of clothing and your nikon d3400 camera. You fell asleep really early, as it was your turn to drive the members to the airport.

9:15PM BANG P.D: Just a reminder that it is your responsibility to pick up the members. They depart at 10:00AM. If possible, could you be at the airport by 7:50? Our last flight was delayed due to paparazzi.

9:16PM Y/n: Of course. Ill make sure they get there safely as well. Sejin, Hyunsoo, Hobeom, Jigaemae and I have it all undercover. Don't worry too much.

9:17PM Bang P.D: Thank you y/n. Enjoy yourself for me yes? Once you return, you'll wish you would've...

9:17PM Y/n: :) I will, thank you Bang P.D enjoy your free time as well...

You slept peacefully in your studio apartment. Though you were still, you felt that you could explode, overwhelmed by the events that would take place. Imagining all the famous landmarks and traditional foods you would experience, you dozed off to La la land...

The song, 'Fireflies' by Owl City (a childhood song) greeted you awake. It was currently 3:00AM and it took you an hour to drive to work then pick up the boys. You only had an hour to reorganize yourself so that you would arrive at the airport on time. As much time as it sounded like, you were still in a hurry, fearing you would disappoint your boss. You threw your luggage inside your car, remembering to grab everything, then dashed to the building to transfer cars in order to pick up the boys.

As expected, you were at the members apartment 1 hour earlier than you intended. You rang Jin knowing he would be awake. After two rings the call was answered...

Y/n: "Hey Jin, are the others all up?"

Jin: "No, "Hi Jin did you sleep well?""

Y/n: "Ohh gosh I am sorry my lord, did thy lord sleep peacefully?"

Jin: "Yess~ I did"

Y/n: "You're such a dork... Are they?"

Jin: "Yeah we're all awake, Jungkook woke us up. Are you here yet?"

Y/n: "Wow Jungkook did? And yeah"

Jin: "Cause it's you (mumbling), I mean were on our way"

Y/n: "K see you then, peace out~"

It didn't take them long to arrive at the car. You exchanged greetings with each and every member but Jungkook. He shrugged your greetings away merely giving any attention. Jungkook gave you mixed emotions, as if he was still a stuck up teen. Somedays he can be very bubbly and cheeky, enjoyable to be around with (though you both didn't talk to each other much). Somedays he would be overly bitchy, his famous stone cold eyes plastered onto his face. Unfortunately, it was one of "those" days.

Y/n: "We're pretty early and I didn't eat breakfast, down for some burgers?"- eyes observing the empty roads.

HS: "Who the hell eats burgers for breakfast?"

Y/n: "Me, unless you have a healthier decision"

NJ: "Let's just go to a Café"

Y/n: "Fine~ what you all want"

TH: "Hot chocolate please"

JM: "Iced Green tea"

HS: "Coffe for me, large i didn't get much sleep. Hixtape..."

YG: "Americano"

NJ: "Yeah me too"

Jin: "mmm I want juice"

Y/n: "Guys i aint gonna remember anything just text me it, im driving here."

You looked for the closest Café in sight, finding one a few stores down the road. As concentrated as you were, you felt a set of eyes burning behind your head. You knew it was Jungkook. Jungkook stop looking at me. Moments later you parked up the car and headed into the Café to order what they desired to snack on whilst also buying you something to eat. You returned to the van, passing out the drinks to all the members.

Y/n: "Man the lady was giving me hella attitude. She was like "Is that just for you, it seems like too much". Even if it was mine, why would it matter to her, I'm the one that pays for her pay check".

After taking small nibbles from your sandwich, you continued your destination towards the airport. Traffic was slowly building up, so you took the shortest route possible. Out of pure instinct, you looked up at the rear mirror, there he was again. Jungkook's eyes dark and mysteriously scrutinized on your eyes. As tempting as he looked, you couldn't help but feel uncomfortable. Stop looking at me! It was as if you said those words aloud because all the members were looking at you, than back to Jungkook in a rather awkward and confused expression.

After 45 minutes you parked up the van in it's designated location, a smile across your simple features. Remembering that you were a girl, you slipped your phone out of your pocket dialling Sejin's number into your phone.

Y/n: "Hey Sejin, I'm here."

SJ: "You are? Wow your early it's only 7. Im gonna be running a little late... Girlfriend, but I'll text Jigaemae, he'll escort them inside."

Y/n: "Hah I can't relate. How long will he take?"

SJ : "mmm approximately half an hour?? 40 minutes no later."

Y/n: "Then what do I do?... Gosh, sometimes I wish I was a man so I could just walk with them casually."

SJ: "Yeah, sadly it will cause false rumors. I have no clue just, I don't know make sure they have everything I guess?"

Y/n: "For 30 minutes?"

SJ: "Just do something... I have to go, see you there."

Y/n: "Suppose so, catch ya later".

You hung the phone up and banged your head against the head rest out of irritation and boredom. The vibration of your phone grabbed your attention which you opened, surprised by a notification by Jungkook.

7:16AM Jungkook: Why are you banging your head like that...

7:16AM Y/n: U do realize were in the same car, breathing the same air...

7:17AM Jungkook: It's more private.

You left him on read as Jigaemae also sent you a message.

7:18AM Jigsaw: Why me?? Out of all the manager's. Sejin chooses me. Does he know how small I am!?! ILL GET CRUSHED

You sniggered at his cry for help, grabbing Jungkooks attention

7:19AM y/n: Too bad :p Im a girl. I can just imagine you getting squeezed between the paparazzi and a bodyguard. How fascinating ㅎㅎㅎㅎ

7:19AM Jigsaw: Im on my wayy ㅠㅠ By the time we get in the plane. Im gonna b in pieces.

7:19AM y/n: Hey at least we r travelling!! Plus we get paid too so win win!

7:20AM Jigsaw: For u! U can just walk in without a mob tackling ㅠㅡㅠ u!! Wish me luck, im gonna need it

7:20AM y/n: 후후후후 화이팅 Good luck shorty!

You locked the screen, satisfied with both the conversation and the reoccurring thought of Jigaemae crammed between a bodyguard and a metal pole. Jungkook however, was completely the opposite to how you felt. He oozed Jealousy and bleeded rage, he hated that anything he did never caught your attention. He wanted you, he didn't want the thousands and hundreds of girls that loved and worshiped him, or the most prettiest, smartest, open-minded women on earth, he wanted you. Honestly, you didn't have any features that made you stand out from the crowd, but to him you glowed everything he couldn't find in other people.

You asked the members if they had everything and if they wanted anything from the airport before you went.

Jk: "Can I come with you, please?"

Y/n: "I would say yes Jungkook but its too risky of a move".

Jk: "I have my mask?"

Y/n: "But your build. Every fan knows how well maintained and sculptured it is. Its just too risky".

Nj: "Cut him some slack man y/n. Just let him it'll be more interesting".

Y/n: "Okay~"

You were partially frustrated with Jungkook, he always asked if he could accompany you. Sometimes you just needed air away from work.

Jk: "So who was that you were texting? Boyfriend?"

Y/n: "Jungkook, you know im as lonely as your chilly pepper. Just like youse, I'm too busy working."

Jk: "Haha chilly pepper..."

The weather was cold and wet, it had started to pour, hitting the roads and uncovered pavements. The rain always made you feel at ease, melting your worries and stress with one drop of water.

Jungkook scanned your features, watching you admire the scenery. Why are you so...y/n. He was crazy for you. Whenever you entered the building wearing skirts or business shirts he would imagine himself ripping them off you and pounding into you until you basically scream his name. He couldn't help himself, he was a man after all. He really wished you would show some interest in him or at least reply to his cheesy flirting skills.

You and Jungkook strolled around the airport hoping to kill time. The mini journey was silent, none of you dared to ruin the comfortable atmosphere. As you were on your way back to the van, You spotted Jigaemae and Hyunsoo a few cars before the van.

Y/n: "Jigaemae, Hyunsoo!" - waving your hands, recklessly.

Jg: "Y/n! Jungkook!"

Hy: "Hello."

After exchanging each others presence, you strolled back to the van blabbing about business. From the corner of your eye, Jungkook was bulging his tongue from inside his cheeks, eyes focus on nothing but your small steps.

15 Minutes past, the boys were supervised by both their managers and the bulky thick men, muscles filling in every space between the boys. You couldn't control yourself and chuckle at the scene that unraveled before your eyes: the flashing of lights and bodies touching each and every person thirsty for a glimpse of the kpop sensation. Meeting up with your coworkers, you finalized any trips, hotels and management needed for the upcoming "vacation". Though one of your colleagues were gossiping about another colleague, you heard another discussion take place that interested you more.

Yb: "Someone told me that Jungkook likes someone in the company..."

Lp: "Yeah I heard about it too!" - whispering

Yb: "Who do you think it is? My eyes are on the new intern, she's always coming back with hickey's on her neck these days".

Lp: "I doubt it, I reckon he's into noonas that are dominant, you know?"

Yb: "Who like y/n?"

Your ears flinched with the sound of your name, intrigued that people thought you were 1) that sort of person 2) stimulating enough for a worldwide idol to see you in such light.

Lp: "Exactly yeah, just like her. I've seen the way he looks at her. When she's busy talking to another guy, he does that tongue thing. We all know what that means."

Yb: "Actually I've seen it too. I wish he liked me. I mean she isn't that pretty, I actually look more decent than her, V told me so."

Stop being so full of yourself. He only said you look pretty not better than my sexy body. You thought to yourself. The buzzing of your phone indicated that they were in the waiting room, ready for department. You informed everyone that it was time to go, effortlessly treading towards the room that held the seven members.

Y/n: "Is that everyone? Okay so we are all lucky enough to ride business class due to Bang pdnim so In favor for the big boss, let's enjoy ourselves and work hard as well!"

"YESS!!"

You all entered the airplane pleased that you wouldn't be spending 12 hours with a knot in your neck and sweaty arms colliding into each other. As you were Jungkooks personal manager, you were given the chair closest to the window, next to Jungkook. A big fat bunny grin planted on his face. Jungkook took this opportunity to know you better.

After the plane took off into the air you unbuckled yourself, snatching your camera from your bag. You snapped numerous photos of Seoul, watching the city minimize as the airplane flew higher into the air. Jungkook did not hesitate to appreciate your piquant side profile repetitively reminding himself why he fell for you in the first place. After your satisfied approval to yourself, you placed the camera back into your bag and sat back, letting the sofa chair massage your tense muscles.

Jk: "So, how's life?"

Without realising, your eyelids gradually grew heavier, which you cowardly admitted defeat. Jungkook was head over heels for you, even though you were snoring and drool dripped from your chin he couldn't help but think that one day he would wake up to this you...

Jk: "Hey, I like you. Please don't reject me."

A/N: It is I, the author. I am planning on doing a series for this.. Since it's the holidays nxt week. Ill do regular updates just simply comment if you want me to so I know I'm not doing this for nothing you know?

Genre: Angst

Words: 1066

Member: Namjoon x reader bit of Yoongi x reader

You spent your night alone, again. Namjoon was no where to be seen. The last time you felt his warmth, his hands tressuring your waist, his sloppy morning kisses had been too long, 2 extended months. It was like he didn’t try to see you. Didn’t call, text or drop in to see if you were still functioning. It was like he completely forgot about you. You sent him texts about your day, since he always asked but stopped. You sent photos of your surroundings with a cheesy poem about his dimples sinking so deep in his cheeks as if the Titanic took place in them or how his legs remind you of spiders. But no reply would come through, he didn’t even seen you. You asked the members if you could pass the phone to him but they would reply with a “he’s not around” or “he’s out somewhere”. You knew deep in your core something was off.

After a few moments snugged inside your bed you flung yourself out and got dressed to go out. Since their comeback stages were finished you could finally re visit the company. You took a quick shower, threw on a thick turtleneck of yours on and your boyfriend’s perfectly fitted shirt on, since he loved seeing his tall women put his clothes on (so he says). You threw on some loose distressed jeans on that were lying on the floor and a black mask and hat to keep your identity low-key. Grab your casual bag out then escaped the gloomy studio.

The walk was silent but thoughts kept shouting inside your hectic mind. The place was 30 minutes away on foot so you just decided to walk, giving you time to think. WHAT IF HE GETS MAD? you chuckled aloud MAD? I SHOULD BE THE ONE MAD HE HASN’T SENT ME ANYTHING, NOT A SINGLE SYLLABLE. BUT WHAT IF HE DOES CAUSE IM INTERRUPTING HIS CAREER? GOSH I HATE OVER THINKING! Many unnecessary scenarios popped out of nowhere like the flash of lightning, it couldn’t be helped. You decided to stop at a cafe to grab you breakfast and stroll through a park as it was a short cut.

You felt loneliness posses your body as you were surrounded by kids or old couples. You were walking around unaware of where you were walking, too stuck in your thoughts and conclusions. When you were dazed by the sight of what had caused you pain, Kim Namjoon. You could tell by the way he walked and how his shoulders slightly rolled back. He was accompanied by someone, not just someone. The person you greatly despised, your ex-best friend. She dated every single guy you had a crush on during high school. But this wasn’t just any guy you crushed over. It was your boyfriend, the many embarrassing moments you experienced with him just so he noticed you. But when word got out that Kim Namjoon was dating a ordinary girl which was you, you had him locked. What stunned you the most was that she was in the same country, when the last time you saw her was graduation back at your home country.

Before you could scream your head off and beat the crap out of her, you felt petty stab a wound in your heart. The sight of his lips on someone else’s made you want to throw up and shed tears till you physically couldn’t. Tears trickled down your cheeks staining the mask that hid your quavering mouth. You felt so dumb, idiotic that you didn’t think he would snap and throw your trust away like a stick. You stood still, weak, until you saw the face you now wanted murdered, your ex-best friend. She looked at you and smirked as if you were a foreign stranger, though you knew she was enjoying your suffering state. She wanted you to suffer. She mumbled something to Namjoon and he than followed where her slender finger was pointing to. You locked eyes with his. He could read everything that sparked from your eyes. Rage, hurt, pain, disappointment. He let go of your ex-bestie and strode to you.

Nj: “y/n shit fuck i-im i-”

Y/n: “fuck you asshole, i spent these two months thinking you were working your ass off, but you were sleeping with this bitch, the bitch that hurt me more than once. I told you about her, what she looked like and you went searching for her so you could what? Shove your fucking dick in her!! Go fuck yourself, actually go fuck her shes like you trash!”

You ran as far as you could hearing Namjoons voice faintly fade away. You were a bit happy that you could run pretty fast, but it all flushed out of your system once you thought of him. You didn’t stop running till one hour passed. You were now physically and mentally tired, sitting at the closest bus stop bench. Tears gushed out of you, fulled with pain and hurt. You knew the members knew about this affair but they didn’t tell you, not even Yoongi. Now that you think about it, Yoongi stopped replying to you once Namjoon did. You had no one to talk or cry on. Your friends were all at home, making babies or expanding their careers, too busy to think about you. You stared at the ground tears blurring your vision.

[y/n: Why didn’t you tell me…]

[Yoongi: I’m sorry I was too ashamed.]

[ y/n : yeah well thanks for the heads up.]

[Yoongi : Im sorry im gonna call, tell me where u r?]

[y/n: honestly it doesn’t matter anymore, whats the point of talking when the only reason u talk to me is because of Namjoon.]

[Yoongi: please just let me give you a ride]

A bus stopped in front of you, it felt like what just happened, felt like it happened years ago and you were waiting in that spot for decades. It was now the afternoon, you sat in the same bus till you were forced to leave as it was going out of order. You got out, unaware of where you were left. You kept walking, no destination in mind. You strolled through alley ways that leaked danger, busy roads that yelled crashes. But the only thing in your mind was Kim Namjoon, the true God of destruction…

A/N: Hiii! Okay before you leave this took me 2 hours to write in bed listening to Kehlanis album, Sweet Sexy Savage and its nearly 11 pm.. PLEASE LIKE THIS AND FOLLOW.. IM MAKING Two OTHER FF.. PLEASE!

Genre: Fluffy, Realist au

Words: 714

Jm: "mmm baby im cold~"

Y/n: "well that's what you get when you sleep shirtless".

Snowflakes pricking onto the foggy window brung relaxation to your busy mind. Nature has began its hibernation, white blankets of snow cover the scenery from your window, soothing your psychological state.

Jm: "Im happy they let us rest for 3 days, i get to spend it with my chubs!" - Jimin proclaimed groggily.

Y/n: "whatever rice cakes"- rolling over to face the scenery you admired.

Jm: "aigooo is someone mad?~"

While still gazing outside the window you innocently replied to his question

Y/n: "I was just admiring something beautiful."- as a grin appears.

Jm: "Me too" - studying the back of your neck and the way your hair falls.

Jimin intertwines his fingers with your fingers hoping to grab your attention, but fails. Thinking extremely hard, Jimin finally finds a way to grab your attention.

Jm: |this will be really embarrassing, but hey anything for my chubs|

Jimin jolts out of bed, startling you. He walks towards the window, hoping to block your view, which works. Jimin turns to face your confused expression and begans. He rolls his trousers off and underwear, only showing his bareskin. He then begans to do the chorus to 고민보다 Go.

Jm: "Yolo yolo yolo yah!".

Y/n: "oh my fucking gosh Park Jimin!"- flustered by his random actions.

Jm: "you said you like the dance right? Your basically getting the platinum version! Yolo yolo yolo yah where my money yah!"

Now burning like a volcano, you cover your "virgin" eyes with your sheets hoping he doesn't see your recklessly blushing face.

Jimin then chucks his clothes back on, satisfied with your reaction. Snatching the sheets out of your embrace, Jimin accompanies you and mimicks your actions.

Y/n: "You're an idiot you know?"

Jm: "You're an idiot you know~?"

Y/n: "The biggest idiot"

Jm: "The biggest idiot~"

Y/n: "I can't say in size though" - slyly replying hoping he doesn't realize what he will mimick.

Jm: "I can't say in si-"- as realization struck him.

Jm: "Yaaahhh! My tiny pepper is big!"

Y/n: "Hah sure"

Jm: "That's not what you were saying last night"- winking at his reply.

Jm: "Harder Oppa!!! Don't Staph!"

Jm: "Your usual kinks"- chuckling at your expression.

Y/n: "you know what I'm just gonna, you know leave. Maybe jump off the Eiffel Tower~" - About to rip out of bed.

Jimin tackles you back into bed then wraps the blankets around the both of you, trapping both of your body heat. Both looking eye to eye you make the first move. You slowly touch his lips then kiss him very, very, very slowly. No tongue just lips. Jimin sees that your seeking revenge, so he forces himself to be the dominant one. Jimin slips his tongue into your mouth, silently making you moan by the sudden affection. You try to move your head back, but Jimin has your head steadily in his mochi hands. After multiple attempts of escaping, you finally gave up and were begging for more. After the last few (french) kisses he finally let you breathe, which you were grateful. 1 more second and you would of been the first person to die from suffocation due to someone's tongue in your mouth.

Y/n: "I could've died, just eat my face why your at it"- as you giggle through the air.

Jm: "3 days ain't enough!"- sighing to his reality.

Y/n: "Ngaaaw lil mochi sad because he won't be banged by this sexy, beautiful, lushful women identified as y/n for a couple of months? Poor baby".

Jm: "Eat me Oppa! I like it when you moan my name~!"

Y/n: "And people say your innocent~cough YOUR NOT GETTING ME TONIGHT! cough

Jm: "y/n?"

Y/n: "mhhhmm"

Jm: "I love you."

Y/n: "I know right? Who wouldn't want this beautiful sculpture?"

Jm: "y/n! I really love you!"

Y/n: "Jimin..."

Jm: "yess~"

Y/n: "Suck my dick"

Jm: "one sided love!?"

Y/n: "I love you too"

Jm: "I'm glad"

Jimin wraps you into his chest, creating a fizzy feeling inside your stomach. Whatever it was, it makes you feel complete. Jimin pulls the blankets over yours and his head then whispers something into your ear...

Genre: Fluff

Words: 695

Member: BTS x reader

Life for you was, okay I guess. You lived by yourself in south korea far from your home land. Yeah you got home sick here and there but it isnt that bad. You had two part time jobs, one at a luxurious restaurant and one at the convenient store down the road from your apartment. These two jobs were the only work that helped pay your student tuitions and bills. It was Sunday, no work, no school, the perfect day to catch up with your studies *Knock knock knock* V: “jagiya!! Are you inside? I got your americano!!”. Great… Y/n: “Im not your freaking jagiya V!!” Ohh thats right and you were really close to BTS, the popular boy group. How?? A week after your first day at the restaurant, they were filming a reality show for K and IARMYs. You were the waitress, OMG how you silenty fangirled. You wanted to scream, tell them you loved them, dreamt of seeing them, but the manager was watching. Unless you wanted to embarrass yourself and get fired in one day, you played it cool~~. You took there orders and gave it to the chef. Everything was going well. You waited in the corner silently, fangirling. You couldn’t help but examine there figures as if you were a pedophile. Surprisingly all of them were humans, handsome humans of course. Time flew pass and the meals were ready. You grab them and stroll to the hungry men gazing at the meals in your hands. You were so close to them but, you tripped over thin air and knocked yourself out. BOOM a friendship, most probably out of pity. V: “Taehyung and y/n sounds cute, don’t you think?” Y/n: “Sounds cringy, thanks but I need to study how bout later?” Guiding him to the door, about to slam it, he yells something. V: “The boys wanna hang with you tonight, were going somewhere together, be ready at 7, bye bye jagiya” That boy is, something else. While sipping on the americano, You imagine the events that will happen in a few hours. You studied your butt off, not noticing the time that passed by.

Be ready before 7.

You checked the time and its 7! Shit.. Sg: “Y/n! Let us in, before a fan sees us”, Yoongi barks. V: “Jagiya, what are you wearing?”, Taehyung shyly comments. Jm: “Let us in chubs”, Jimin complains. Instead of opening the door you rush to the closet to dig through the piles of laundry and seek the “perfect” outfit. The door rushes open causing you to jump. Jk: “We knew you would be too focused on your studies so we bought you some clothes” Jungkook hands you a pair of Timberlands, followed with V’s classic gucci jacket. J-hope offers you a silky camisole and suga throws you a pair of distressed jeans. To finish the look Namjoon gives you a black Ralph Lauren cap while Jin places a beautiful long necklace in your hand. You took a quick shower, threw the clothes on and added some small touches, lip tint and bb cream. You stood back to examine the finishing look and you were quite satisfied. You step out of the bathroom and head to the lounge, as you enter the room all seven boys lay eyes on you just the way you did the first day you met. Jk: “Talk about international playboy”, Jungkook comments cheekily. Rm: “Damn we have some good sense of fashion”, Namjoon replies. Y/n: “Thank you!!!” Ending it with a family hug. Suga throws you (again) a white mask, which ends up effortlessly drifting to the floor.