#kooslovv

—nerd!jungkook asking popular!fem!poc!reader to prom <3

—warnings ! - fluff, koo being a lil shy bean, him being whipped and having the BIGGEST crush on reader, reader is confident and extroverted, Tae and Jimin are mentioned briefly,

— hey siri! play right there by ariana grande ! ᥫ᭡

for anyone that knew how high school was, it usually came with its cliques. sure, it wasn’t high school musical level—but it close enough for some.

there were the nerds, the group of football players that walked around the school like a herd of sheep. the cheerleaders, and the “popular” group— the ones that didn’t take school as seriously and used their parents money to buy the next expensive thing they see.

jungkook was considered to be in the nerd category—in a comic collecting, head always in a textbook, marvel movie watching, collecting figurines sort of way. not that he complained, he was happy to be in that position, drew less attention to himself.

that wasn’t the problem though, it was you. you weren’t considered to be in that category, you were in the more popular status of the school. you were always walking around with the other popular girls, girls who thought it was okay to be malicious and judgmental to everyone. and when jungkook first saw you, he assumed you would be just like them.

but it turns out, you weren’t, and now he had one of the biggest crushes on you. he remembers the first interaction you two ever had. it was in a history class you both had together, and you were assigned to work with a partner on a group project. and by some fate of the universe, coincidentally you both were chosen to be partners.

jungkook was overly nervous to put it simply, he didn’t know how you would be as a partner. he assumed he would be the one doing all the work, and the two of you sit in silence for most of the class period. but actually, it was the opposite. instead you came and sat down in the desk next to him with the sweetest smile adorning your face. the second thing he noticed was everything you owned was pink. Pink school supplies, pink backpack, pink water bottle, even a pink pencil case.

“hi! I hope you don’t mind us being partners! I’ll try my best to help, even if history isn’t my best subject”, you spoke with a smile, tucking some of your silk pressed hair behind your ear.

jungkook was stunned momentarily—partly from your kindness and your beauty. the fact that you even said anything to him at all had him stumped—he could even feel some of the popular girls staring their way, judgmental and side-eyed.

before after that, you both found out that polar opposite friendships really do exist. you two fit together so well, it quite literally didn’t make sense to a lot of people. seeing you both walking down the hallway together, eating at lunch together some day, even doing homework together in the library.

jungkook would even invite you over to his house sometimes after school, watching marvel movies together or you watching fondly as he showed you his comic book collection.

you two couldn’t separate even if you wanted to.

a few months into you guys friendship and you still didn’t know about jungkooks growing feelings for you. you were everything he wanted and more. you were kind, loving, confident, passionate about the things you cared for. and you never cared what people thought of your friendship. anyone that would dare to say anything you were able to easily shut them down, even as simple as a glare sent their way.

which is why jungkook finally wanted to ask you to prom. the prom season was near and everyone was already asking their significant others with huge grand gestures to the last dance of the year for seniors.

with the help of his close friends jimin and taehyung, he was able to fully prepare for how he would ask you. a poster inspired by your favorite song, right there by ariana grande and a bouquet of specially picked pink lily’s from a nearby flower shop his mom suggest he go to.

and now here he was, walking down the hallway with the two items in his trembling hands. he gave himself a mental pep talk—pushing up his glasses with his finger as he walked.

“you can do it, you got this”, he murmured to himself, trying to ignore the countless stares he was getting. it was useless attention—which he didn’t want—but it was worth it.

jungkook eventually got to your locker, smiling fondly seeing the outfit you were wearing—a pink cardigan and jean skirt with mary janes. you back was turned, but he didn’t need to see your face, he knew you looked beautiful that day.

before he could even try and gain your attention, one of your friends let out a small gasp seeing what he was holding. “mhm? what’s wrong?”you looked at her with confusion, tilting your head before turning around. you face melted into one of surprise, letting out a small gasp of own.

“hey uh, I-I know it’s sudden but”, jungkook spoke nervously, already feeling his face heating up. “will you be right there and go to prom with me?” he gave a soft, nervous smile as he showed you the poster. it had light pink bows hot glued to the sides, the handwriting neat and pretty. and lastly, the album cover to Yours Truly glued on it as well.

“Oh koo”, you spoke softly, feeling your throat tighten just seeing how much effort was put into something so simple. you didn’t even think he would remember what your favorite song even was.

everyone was looking at the both of you at this point, some with judgmental stares, others simply waiting for what you were gonna say. the fact that he was asking you made them even more appalled.

“I’d love to go to prom with you”, you answer with the brightest of smiles, throwing yourself into his arms as you wrap your arms around his neck. jungkook yelped with surprised, almost dropping the poster and flowers. he soon smiled, returning her hug, even lifting you off the ground a bit.

“God I can’t believe your going with him of all people”, one of the girls complained, loud enough for you to hear. and you knew that was all you would hear people gossip about for weeks—but you didn’t care, you only hugged jungkook tighter. nothing else mattered—because the boy you’ve been crushing on just asked you to senior prom.

“thank you for asking me. I can’t wait to go with you”, you say, pressing a kiss to his cheek as your feet meet the ground. “thank you for saying yes”. jungkook blushes instantly, caught off guard by the sudden gesture.

but he had done it, he asked you, the girl he was falling in love with to prom—and he couldn’t wait to go with you either.

-the end <3

@chwrrybby @taevescence @gukcnt @raceme2hell @tarathetic @merakoo @yzzart @kookied @kooslovv @tragictaetae @kookiidoughh @wintrbears + a whole lot more

like they mean so much to me it feels ethereal yk?

honestly if we all were to get married would I complain? hell no

plus who says I can’t share my love around? not me thats who

anyways I love my mooties with all of my heart and I’m so glad to be around them cause they genuinely write good and are so kind 🥹 even if they do call me cute

oh also! Ik I don’t even talk to some of yall but I’m glad to have u around 🥹

in all seriousness you guys are so kind to me that it makes me want to sob

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it had become a bit of a routine lately.

every night when you and your boyfriend laid down for bed, he would scoot down, peal up your shirt, and talk to your belly for what felt like hours. but you never minded though, because you thought it was one of the most precious moments to ever witness.

“mwahh”, jungkook placed kisses against your skin. “are you enjoying daddy’s kisses? mhm?” he hummed, pressing his hand to your belly. and suddenly, a strong kick came from your baby girl who laid nestled in your womb.

“Oh!” you giggle, a bit startled from the kick. “that was a strong one”. “I know, you must be feeling active tonight huh? you hyper tonight, princess?” jungkook asked, placing more kisses on your skin—causing you to giggle from the ticklish feeling.

to put it simply, he loved talking your belly. it didn’t matter what time of day, he always found a way to do so. he would talk to your little girl about the most random things, ask her questions even though he knew he wouldn’t get much of a response in return. he had talked to her so much over the last few months that now she even recognizes his voice, kicking with enthusiasm hearing it. 

“we can’t wait till you get here, little one. just a few more months and you’ll be here” jungkook cooed. you groan. “and I already feel like I’m about to pop. I feel like she’s starting to kick and move around more the closer my due date gets”.

“she’s just getting antsy. but you gotta stop giving your mama a hard time in there, missy. she’s not a soccer field, okay?” jungkook says, his voice soft but stern. you giggle at your his words “thank you, koo. I think that helped, she stopped kicking”. “good, didn’t want you having a hard time sleeping tonight. want some rubs?” you nod quickly “yes please, I love your rubs”

“okay, baby” jungkook chuckles, starting to rub your swollen belly in soothing patterns. you sigh with content, his hand feeling amazing against your stretched out skin. you had grown quite uncomfortable the last few days, so this was doing wonders for the small aches and pains.

“so beautiful like this”, jungkook praised you softly, pressing kisses to your belly from time to time—not able to stop it. “you’ve been doing so well, mama. carrying our little girl all this time. so strong for me”.

you huff, already feeling your eyes growing glossy from your damned pregnancy hormones. “if your trying to make me cry it really doesn’t take much”. Jungkook laughs, his smile bright. “m’sorry, sweetheart, don’t like seeing you cry. just wanted to tell you how proud I am of you, you’ve been handling this so well. such a good mama”.

“stoppp”, you whine, covering your face before tears could fall. “Okay okay I’ll stop I’m sorry”, your boyfriend chuckles. “don’t cry, my love” “too late”, you laugh through your tears, jungkook joining you as he brought you into his arms.

- the end <3

summary - reader is in her third trimester of pregnancy and her cravings are on a all time high. with some hesitation, she asks if Clark could get her ice cream in the middle of the night

pairings - clark kent x pregnant!fem!reader

warnings ! - clark being such a gentlemen and a huge softie, fluff, reading crying only for like a sec, just something my brain conjured up cause of course bf!Clark would get you anything you needed hehe

whatever man in the universe that said pregnancy looked “easy”, you wished you could just give them the bird with the most malicious look on your face.

it was in fact not easy. even if this was something you had wanted for so long—to have a child of your own—it wasn’t the easiest of things in the world. the beginning stages were brutal. every morning you would find yourself in front of the toilet bowl, puking up whatever you had eaten for dinner the night before. you grew nauseous easy, even the smell of eggs caused your stomach to turn.

but eventually the morning sickness did get better, and you could carry on through the day without having to vomit up your lunch. now though? you were in your third trimester. where your belly started to grow rapidly, stretch marks formed and your skin felt tight. and worst of all? the back pain.

but lucky for you, you had the most supportive and caring boyfriend, Clark to be there for you every step of the way. he was there through the sudden mood swings, where you would simply cry just seeing a sad dog AD on the TV.

he would always be there, even just for moral support. and oh boy was he excited about the baby coming, he couldn’t wait any longer. he went to every appointment with you, helped set up the nursery, even spent some of his free time reading books on “parenting for beginners”, his glasses perched up on his nose with the most concentrated face ever.

you loved it though, you both loved being excited—knowing something the both of you made with so much love would be coming into the world soon.

but something you weren’t aware of was how terrible your cravings would be at this stage of your pregnancy. you would crave the weirdest things. and if he were honest, Clark did have to get used to it. like one day you asked him to bring you pickles with sour cream. he at first tilted his head, mentally stomped on your request. “Oh, are…are you sure you want that,hun?” he asked hesitantly. and you would nod back innocently. “I’m sure, the baby wants it”. And so he went and grabbed you pickles with sour cream, just like you asked for—because what kind of man would he be if he didn’t? he couldn’t ever imagine denying you.

like tonight, your cravings were on an all time high. you had been squirming for hours, trying to get comfortable and push the thought of your severe cravings away, but it wasn’t working.

because you were craving ice cream. the sweetest thing of all at almost two in the morning. you were specifically craving cookie dough ice cream, and it would not leave your mind.

but then again, it was two in the morning, and your ever so hard working boyfriend was sleeping so peacefully beside you. Clark’s arm wrapped around you with a protective hand resting on your swollen belly. his hair messily tousled from sleep, even breathes escaping.

and suddenly you felt guilty, and partly selfish for even thinking about waking him up for something so silly. he deserved the rest, not to be bombarded by your stupid cravings and hormones.

tears started to well up in your eyes, falling down your cheeks as you tried to stay quiet. but due to your boyfriends super hearing abilities, he didn’t stay asleep for long.

“honey? what’s wrong?” Clark questioned, his voice raspy from sleep but it didn’t take him long to wake up. he was suddenly worried, wondering why you had suddenly started to cry.

you sniffle. “It’s nothing, m’sorry for waking you”. Clark shakes his head. “No don’t be sorry, sweetheart just tell me what’s wrong. Are you in pain? Is baby girl moving a lot?” he asked softly, being ever so patient and gentle with you. you shake your head. “No I…I really want ice cream right now but I feel bad asking you to get some for me because it’s so late”.

Clark’s face immediately softened, a fond chuckle leaving his mouth. “Oh baby, that’s all? I can go get you some ice cream. I’m sure there’s some convenience store nearby I can go to”. You sniffle once more, wiping snot from your nose. “You sure? It’s so late and I don’t want you to have to go out”. Clark nods. “I’m more than sure, honey. I always wanna make sure my girls are satisfied, and if you want ice cream I’ll get you ice cream”, he assures you, rubbing at your belly.

you give him a small smile through your tears. “okay, only if your sure. can you get me the cookie dough kind please? I’ve really been craving it”. “Of course, sweetie”, Clark chuckles, giving you a peck on the lips before getting out of bed to get dressed.

and out he went, getting into his car to drive the nearest convenience store he could find. he walked in, politely greeting the worker before walking over to view the selection of ice cream they had. his eyes scanned every row, until they finally landed on the one you wanted—cookie dough. he did mini celebration, grabbing two just to be safe before walking up to the front to pay.

“Ah, third trimester?” the male cashier asked with a knowing smile as he scanned the two items. Clark looked up at him, surprised. “O-Oh, yeah, yeah she is”, he chuckled. “How’d you know?” The man chuckled himself “My wife used to crave ice cream like crazy with our first born around that time, had to get it for her all the time”. Clark laughed. “Wow, guess it’s more common than I thought”.

after paying, Clark eventually made it back home, excited to see your reaction to him getting your sweet craving for you. he walked inside, taking off his coat and shoes, grabbing a spoon from the kitchen before walking down the hallway and into your shared bedroom—seeing you sitting up with your phone propped up in your belly. he smiled fondly at the sight, finding it endearing.

“I am back with the goods”, he presented the bag of ice cream to you, hearing a mini squeal escape you as you happily toke the bag from him. you opened one of them, digging the spoon into it to grab a piece. You ate bite after bite, small groans of satisfaction escaping every now and then.

“Thank you so much, hun. Ugh I’ve been craving this like crazy”, you whined, going in for another bite. you couldn’t help but do a small wiggle dance where you laid, the excitement getting to you. Clark chuckled. “No need to thank me, honey. I’ll always make sure you and baby girl are well fed”, he says, going down to place soft kisses at your belly while you remained knee deep in your cookie dough ice cream.

— black//poc!fem!reader braiding idol!bf!jimins hair while he info dumps on science facts .ᐟ

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“so the laws of physics are basically empirical statements and mathematical formulas that describe how the universe behaves”, jimin ranted, sitting between your legs as you braided his blond locks of hair. he had complained about it being in his face, so you offered to braid it back for him.

you hummed, nodding as your fingers worked effortlessly in his hair. “is that so?” “Yep” jimin nodded. “I think people get them confused with other science terms though. like laws vs.theories— a law just says what happens in nature and a theory just explains why or how it happens”.

“Ohhh, that makes sense”, you reply, genuinely intrigued by the information your boyfriend was currently dumping on you. it wasn’t anything new either, it was quite known your boyfriend had a knack for science—even his fan base knew. whenever he had the free time, he would watch science videos on YouTube just for fun. he could be eating, relaxing with you on the couch, on tour with his members, it didn’t matter where—he would always find a way to pull out his phone and watch a video from his favorite science channel.

“It’s also the same with Physical Laws vs Human Laws—physical laws can’t exactly be broken but if an observation somehow contradicts the law, it just means the understanding of the law got messed up at some point”, jimin rambles. you nod “that makes sense, baby. here, can you tilt your head back a bit? need to sort out another section for a braid” “mhm of course, my love”, jimin obeys, tilting his head back so you could sort out another section of hair with a comb.

with his eyes closed, he sighed softly “I’m not talking too much am I? I don’t wanna bore you or anything” you shook your head. “you could never bore me, baby. I love when you’re talkative like this” jimins brows rose “really?” you giggled “yes, if your passionate about something I wanna hear all about it, doesn’t matter what it is. Okay, handsome?”

jimin could feel himself start to blush from the petname (his favorite pet name) nodding as his ears reddened. you grin. “Good”, you lean down, giving him a sweet peck on the lips. “Now, what else did you learn from that science channel you love so much?”

you let your boyfriend ramble on for as long as he wanted, surprising you with even more interesting facts about the world and science you never even knew about. and by the time he was done, you had finished his hair—half up braids tied into small ponytails.

and it was safe to say he fell in love with it <3

- the end <3

Idol!Jungkook x gf!girlygirl!reader

warnings ! : just pure FLUFF

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Jungkook’s life was simple, always had been. It was filled with the simple shades of grey and black, much like his wardrobe.

That didn’t mean he was sad or felt sulky, that’s just how he always was. Maybe some found it odd, how he didn’t venture out to other colors, but he didn’t care.

That was ubtil you showed up.

After a minor encounter one morning and split coffee getting onto his black crew neck, Jungkook had met you. The girl who wore pink with everything. Everything you owned, pink always had to be apart of it. Half of your clothes were pink, the cute bows you wore were pink, just pink pink pink.

And Jungkook loved it.

He remembers when his love for it began. When you started to get more familiar with his band members and whatnot, one day you had showed up to their dance practice with lunch for Jungkook.

They were in the middle of learning choreography when you had walked in, wearing a long denim skirt with a pink sweater that fell off your shoulder by a few inches. Jungkook recognized that you had showed up just by the noises your purse charms made. His head quickly went in your direction, but made sure to focus back on the choreo until it was over.

Once break happened, even tired all the boys greeted you with hugs, all the more excited to see you had shown up. And Jungkook was last, bringing you into his arms for a hug and a small peck to the lips.

“Hey pretty girl, what are you doing here? Thought you said you had errands to run today”.

You nod. “Mhm I do, just wanted to bring you lunch”. And that’s when you reveal the pink lunch you brought Jungkook’s food in.

Jungkook’s eyes widened, a small gasp leaving his mouth. “Oh baby you didn’t have to, I would’ve went out and gotten myself something”.

You huff cutely. “Well yeah but I didn’t know how long your practice would run and I don’t want you starving. And most of its chicken which I know is your favorite?”

Jungkook gasped, causing you to giggle.

“The fried kind you made last night?”

You stifle another giggle. “Mhm”

“Oh my god I love you”, he brings you into his arms again, attacking you with kisses.

“Ugh get a room, love birds”, Jimin teased, causing the other members to laugh and chuckle.

After a few more kisses, you had bid him goodbye, which left them to take a break from the choreography for a bit.

And a chance for the boys to tease their maknae about the pink elephant in the room.

As they all ate from the takeout the staff brought them, the boys couldn’t help but keep eyeing the pink lunchbox you had packed for Jungkook. Even the containers you packed his food in were pink.

Taehyung was the first one to speak up, chewing as he eyed the pink tuber-ware. “She always pack your stuff in that?”

The question made Jungkook freeze mid-chew on his fried chicken, his gaze turning towards his bandmate.

“Yeah sometimes, why?” he questioned.

Tae shrugged. “Just asking. Didn’t know pink was added into your palette recently”.

Now, Jungkook knew he was joking, they all liked joke and tease each other every now and then—especially the maknae line. But something about what Taehyung said rubbed him the wrong way, and he didn’t like it.

“Is that a problem?” He asked, his voice suddenly more serious, which surprised the others members around him as they froze in their eating.

Tae’s eyes widened, suddenly clearing his throat. He shook his head quickly. “No no, not at all Kook-ah. Was just curious”.

After a beat, Jungkook nodded in satisfaction as he continued eating like nothing had ever happened.

To this day he didn’t know why he reacted the way he did. But he knew pink was your thing, and you decided to share that one thing with him, and he toke honor in that.

He never judged you for it or thought it was “too much”, he loved seeing just how much pink or other preppy colors you could fit into your every day life. He especially looked forward to date nights or simple outings together.

Like one day, he showed up at your apartment—dressed head to toe in black. Black sweater, black baggy jeans and black Doc Martens to match. And then you opened the door with the brightest of smiles in the brightest of outfits. A pink cardigan with a short demon skirt, light pink ruffle socks to match your Mary Jane’s, and even little pink bows in your hair.

“Hey koo!” you greeted him with a smile and wave. “Sooo what do you think?” You give him a small 360 of your outfit.

Jungkook couldn’t help but chuckle fondly, admiring the woman that stood in front of him.

“You look beautiful, pretty girl. You ready to go?” He asked, holding out his hand for you to take. You take it happily, giving your boyfriend a quick peck to the cheek, leaving some of your glittery lipgloss on his skin.

But Jungkook didn’t mind, he never did. You lived life brightly, full of all the colors on the palate (especially pink). And he lived his more monochrome, more subtle. And even if others didn’t think you meshed well together, who cares?You both were happy, opposites or not.

And after-all, being with you only made Jungkook realize that maybe his life did need a hint of color.

jungkook wears a bonnet to bed

⤷ EXTRA fluff

biggest fan

⤷ fluff, slightly suggestive

jungkook picks you up from work on his motocycle

⤷ fluff

moments with you

⤷ fluff, hurt/comfort,angst,meltdown

pregnancy hormones

⤷ smut,suggestive,slight angst

perfect spotter

⤷ fluff,teasing

seven days to make you mine

⤷ fluff, slight angst

car sex w bf!koo

⤷ HEAVY smut

koo asking you to prom (part 2)

⤷ fluff, idiots in love

bf!koo talking to pregnant!readers belly before bed