#lyannaplays

⇢ summary: you and yoongi don’t get along and it’s no secret. when you guys get stuck in an elevator with no way out when the power goes out in the building, you’re not sure who will kill who first.

“how is getting stuck in an elevator my fault, min?”

“it just is! you’re bad luck!”

“fuck you!”

“yeah, i bet you’d love to—”

“i’m going to fucking kill you—”

⇢ summary: jungkook had broken your heart too many times to count, leaving irreversible damage to it. when you finally move on with your life, months later, jungkook shows up at your doorstep with a bouquet of flowers and apologies that are too late.

“you hurt me, jungkook.”

“i know.”

“how could you do this to me?”

“i—”

“you broke me!”

“i know, and it was the worst mistake of my life. i should never have let you go.”

“well, you’re months too late.”

“please… please give me another chance. i don’t want to go through life without you by my side, without your hand in mine, without your smile lighting up my day. please.”

⇢ summary: whenever jungkook gets stuck in a slump, his eyes find you in the class you share and he can’t help but sketch you in his notebook instead of taking notes. it’s too bad you’ll never notice him—until one day, you do.

“who is that?”

“it’s no one, jimin.”

“it’s clearly not no one, jungkook. these are really good.”

“thanks…”

“you should tell her you like her, though—”

“hey! i don’t like her!”

“uh huh, and i’m not the hottest piece of ass on this campus.”

⇢ summary: you’re not completely certain the boy standing in front of you is not the devil himself.

“what? did you just ask me if i’m the devil?”

“what’s your proof that you aren’t?”

“what the fu—i can’t give you proof? i’m human!”

“nope, not good enough. maybe one day, but not today, satan.”

“oh my god are you serious—”

a hockey player au with jungkook c:

⇢ summary: you need to tutor hockey player jeon jungkook to help him get his grades up before midterms. he’s cocky, annoying, and smug—and he’s your biggest weakness.

⇢ summary: it’s been two years since your fiancé died in a car accident. still unable to heal, you take a psychic’s advice and go visit the cemetery he’s buried in on the solstice with the hopes of seeing him one last time.

“you shouldn’t be here.”

“i had to see you. how am i supposed to go on without you?”

“you have to.”

“but i still love you.”

“you have to move on, baby—for me.”

⇢ summary: you made a post on your blog about feeling alone one vulnerable night, signing it with the letter ‘X.’ soon enough, you get a heartwarming reply, signed ‘introverts anonymous’ and the two of you build up a steady friendship that might lead to more, if only you could figure out who the other person is.

“he’s so cute, tae!”

“how do you know it’s a ‘he?’“

“he told me in one of his letters. i wish i knew who he was.”

“are you ready for him to know who you are?”

“i—”