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11 DAYS OF YOONGI ∟ Prompt: Just Yoongi™ Things

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the KING, the RAP GOD, the MIN YOONGI - for @itsallaboutzayn

18 days of Hoseok2021

part one • (…)

Romcoms are awesome. They’re so simple – everyone always has their shit together, they have perfect lives, perfect jobs, perfect apartments, and they get the perfect relationship to top it all off. Honestly, you’d be crazy not to want to live in such a universe. That is, until you get stuck in one with the last person you want to see – stealer of clients, breaker of sanity, bane of your existence, Kim Seokjin.

≽ pairing: seokjin x reader ≽ genre: au!au (yes you read that right), e2l, lawyer!au, crack/humour, some fluff & a sprinkle of angst ≽ rating: PG ≽ warnings: swearing, summer is unbelievably hot but so is seokjin ≽ word count: 20.8k

Inspired by the movie Isn’t It Romantic – def go check it out if you haven’t seen it!!💕

a/n: OOF the keyboard really ran away from me with this one🙈 Because of this, I’ve decided to split it into 2 parts!! Part 2 will be up next week :) I wrote this as part of the bangtan boardwalk summer collab by @bangtan-headquarters​​​!! It’s my very first net collab and I had so much fun writing for it, and I just wanted to thank the lovely admins and mods at the net for organising the collab!! Definitely go check out the other fics people wrote for it if you have the time, I’m sure you’ll find many many awesome stories to read :)

Now without further ado, I hope you enjoy this fic!!♥

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“Will you marry me?”

Your heart skips a beat and your eyes widen. You blink at the man sinking down on one knee in the middle of the street, holding a small, black box. As he slowly opens it to reveal a diamond ring glittering in the blindingly bright summer sun, more and more people stop to look at the scene, smiling despite the hot weather.

A gasp, a disbelieving laugh. You smile. “Oh my god, of course I will!”

You keep walking, though you’re unable to take your eyes off the scene as the man jumps up just in time to catch his partner, who leaps into his arms. A soft sigh escapes you and tension melts off of you, despite the fact that you’re sweating like a pig and your top is starting to cling to your back, and it feels disgusting. God, if only you–

A shoulder crashes into yours, ice cold coffee spills onto your shirt.