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Hey guys ashe here ! I just want to apologize deeply for not answering your requests lately and being inactive. I am struggling to balance handling four accs. I will start looking for new members/admins of this blog to help me answer requests so that you guys will not be disappointed. Please spread this,, i need all the help i can get! Pm me to let me know you're interested!! You don't necessarily have to have a lot of experience in handling blogs but you must at least know the basics (( how to answer asks, handle masterlists, link things,, etc. )) I would prefer if you have experience in writing fics and hopefully you know the bangtan boys well and write them not ooc (( out of character )) Please spread this asap!! - Ashe
Jikook fic This is weird but whatever Jungkook is a bad boy but hes a softy for jiminie and is obsessed with jimins hair like he lovs how fluffy and soft it is Theyre not dating (YET) but they flirt a lot n jm fangirls over jk with tae
Hopeful. ( Jikook )
Jimin smiled, his cheeks turning a mauve color. He loved these little moments. He was currently lying down, limbs intertwined with Jungkook’s. They were alone on the field, no one there to disturb them since they were technically skipping class.
Now, Jungkook wasn’t new to skipping classes. In fact, it was rare to see him actually attend any class at all. He was your typical bad boy, picking fights here and there, always with his own gang of others like himself. Though he was a teensy bit different. He had a soft spot, a really really big soft spot that made him get all mushy, for this one boy that made his heart flutter.
Park Jimin.
Jimin was the epitome of everyone’s ideal type. Funny, good looking, cute, sometimes a cynical bastard (( though in a good way )), and so much more. And Jungkook knew for sure that Jimin was definitely his ideal type.
Nobody would expect the two of them to even give each other a second glance, but somehow, they’re both infatuated with the other half ( though they’d never admit it out loud, they might get rejected ).
Jimin was one of the top students in their school, known as the teacher’s pet. Always getting straight A’s, paying attention in class, and never ever skipping class. Ever.
And yet here he was, practically cuddling with the school’s renowned bad boy. He wouldn’t regret it, though. He knew he had a very deep infatuation with Jeon Jungkook. And maybe, just maybe, Jungkook felt the same. Maybe Jungkook felt like his chest would explode with butterflies every time he saw the other, every time they made eye contact, every time their hands ‘accidentally’ brushed. Maybe Jungkook woke up every day just to see him, just to maybe get the other’s attention, even if just for a few short seconds.
Maybe. What if. That was all their relationship was, and though it killed Jimin a little bit, he wouldn’t change it, not for anything. He loved it, those little awkward times when they caught the other staring at them for a little bit too long, when they were left alone, nothing to say, yet enjoying the other’s company.
In this moment, as Jungkook ran his fingers through Jimin’s hair, twirling a few strands around his finger while Jimin just laid next to him, the two of them spooning, Jimin felt.. content. He felt like, as if the whole world revolved around just the two of them, as if they were lost in their own world, never wanting to be found. Lost in each other.
And maybe, just maybe
Jeon Jungkook felt the same.
-Ashe
* Me realizing how short this is * Goddammit
Merry christmas to those who celebrate!! This is a small Christmas gift for those who follow me !! Thanks so much for the support, i lov u all
Halloween costume au where Jimin wants to go to this party with Yoongi, his best friend since kids, dressing with matching costumes. The problem was, everytime he showed his costumes to Yoongi he didn't liked them "too short" "too slutty" "you look too good, take it off" and after a make out session they end up going as Mario(Jimin) and Luigi(Yoongi) lol. sorry my idea was soo long! xP
You’re the luigi to my mario. ( Yoonmin )
“ What about this one, Yoongz? ” Jimin called out, flouncing out in a hot pink ballerina outfit, all set up with ballerina shoes and a puffy skirt that reached his inner thigh, showing off his butt every time he moved a certain way.
Yoongi looked up from his phone, eyes widening at the sight of his boyfriend in such a revealing costume. He collected himself after a few seconds, his tone bored as he drawled out a reply.
“ It’s way too short, Jimin. Tae and Jin are throwing a halloween party, not some kinda stripper club. “
Jimin pouted, lips forming a perfect pout that tempted Yoongi to get his ass off the bed and maybe skip the party to do some fun stuff with his boyfriend.
Dismissing that thought, ( Jin would probably nag at them for weeks if they didn’t show up to the party, ) he continued to play crossy road, though he kept getting run over by those goddamned trains ( he personally thought that they should be arrested, they were definitely a danger to the safety of the pedestrians ).
Jimin grumbled quietly, going back into the small dressing room. He had a lot of costumes, but the problem was that Yoongi was a tad bit too overprotective of him. He wouldn’t let him wear anything that he determined as too short or revealing for Jimin to wear. He had already gone through most of his stash of costumes!
He changed into a firefighter outfit, hesitant to go out in it as it wasn’t your normal firefighter costume. It was a rather, slutty kind of firefighter, to say the least. It looked like the designer had run out of material. In his defense, he only got it during his college days, when he was younger and partied a lot. It was a shocking red color, and the outfit had a big v cut, revealing most of the wearer’s chest. And the sleeves, well, there weren’t any sleeves. And the garment only reached his groin, his muscular thighs on show.
He put on the hat that came with the outfit, ruffling his hair a bit. Taking a deep breath, he stepped out into the bedroom, eyes downward.
He waited a few tense seconds, though it felt more like minutes. All of a sudden, he heard a loud thump, the sound playing through the whole room.
Nervously, he looked up through his eyelashes, fingers playing with the thread at the side of the little garment. To his surprise, Yoongi was staring at him with wide eyes, mouth hanging. The loud thump had been his phone, which he had probably dropped due to the sight in front of him.
Jimin looked absolutely beautiful, hair beautifully ruffled underneath the hat. His muscles rippled with every little movement, the beautiful skin seemingly glowing. His chest was on full display, his nipples peeking underneath the flimsy fabric. Yoongi wanted to run his fingers all over Jimin, take in the beauty that was his beloved boyfriend.
Then his expression hardened, realizing the harsh truth. Realistically, someone like Yoongi could never get someone like Jimin. Jimin was beautiful, ethereal, funny, fantastic, and Yoongi was .. none of that. If Jimin went out in something like this, he’d be absolutely irresistible. And deep down, Yoongi knew, that if any guy just came up to Jimin and hit on him, that would be it for Yoongi. Jimin would leave Yoongi and live on happily ever after without him, and Yoongi would be absolutely miserable.
He knew it was selfish of him, but he didn’t care. He couldn’t bear to let go of Jimin. He had voiced these thoughts before, and Jimin had reassured him over and over again that he’d never do such a thing, that he loved Yoongi with all his heart, but Yoongi still felt that way.
” It’s too revealing. It makes you look like some kind of slut. You can’t wear this, Jimin. “ Yoongi said, expression neutral. Jimin looked at him in disbelief, and Yoongi inwardly scolded himself for using such hard words, but he had to. He wasn’t in his right mind anyways, and his current mindset told him that if he was too soft on Jimin, he wouldn’t listen to him, so he continued.
” If you go out like this, you’ll look like such a desperate hooker, like those girls that dress up in all this kinda shit. 30% material, 70% skin. Bullshit. I won’t allow you to go out of the house like this, Jimin. “
Jimin stared at Yoongi, fuming. He couldn’t believe Yoongi would be so harsh. His eyes were starting to get teary, he always was an angry crier. But the internet said that meant he was compassionate, so fuck it.
” How could you say such a thing, Yoongi?! I know you get a bit protective and all, but isn’t this a bit too much?! “ Jimin started, voice rising with each word, tears starting to stream down his face. ” I’ll look like a desperate hooker, yeah? Is that what you think of me?! Why would you even relate me with them?!! “
Yoongi felt his heart ache, Jimin’s words resounding within him. He immediately regretted saying what he did, reaching out to Jimin slowly like he would a wounded animal. Jimin never let himself cry in front of anyone, always guarding himself.
Jimin whimpered a protest as Yoongi wrapped him in his arms, though he didn’t make any movements to fight him off. Yoongi brought Jimin close to him, heat radiating off the both of them.
Yoongi placed a kiss on Jimin’s lips, hesitant at first in case Jimin wasn’t ready to share intimacy with him yet. But oh boy, was Jimin ready.
Jimin chased after Yoongi’s lips, kissing him roughly, his rage from their arguement turning into fiery lust. Yoongi kissed back with just as much fervor, their tongues finding each other.
After what seemed like an hour or two, Yoongi pulled back, placing a final kiss on his boyfriend’s lips. They just stayed in each other’s arms, enjoying the other’s warmth.
” I’m sorry I said those things, baby. I didn’t mean them, dress however you want. I shouldn’t have been so possessive. “ Yoongi said, nuzzling into the crook of Jimin’s neck.
Sighing, Jimin pulled away, hands on Yoongi’s shoulders. He looked Yoongi in the eyes, searching for something. When he found it, he smiled softly, content.
” It’s fine, jagi. I understand, thank you for apologizing. I know you meant good. And besides, “ Jimin said, voice lowering to a whisper. ” I like you being possessive. “
Yoongi’s eyes lit up with lust again, causing Jimin to giggle.
” Later, babe. We’ll have fun later, right now we have to get ready, or Jin hyung will kill us. C'mon, I have an idea on what to wear. “ Jimin said, pulling Yoongi towards the dressing room.
– later –
” Jiminie!! Nice to see the both of you made it! Though you’re four minutes late, so prepare yourselves to face the wrath of Jin hyungie. Although I doubt you’ll have to, considering the fact that you guys dressed up as his favourite game characters. “ Taehyung said, leading them into the house.
When they were about to reach the kitchen, Taehyung turned around and whispered, ” Guess who’s dressed up as Yoshi. “
- Ashe
Aye guys!! So this is a small christmas eve present for all of you people who follow me (( thanks i lov u guys )) Personally this isn’t one of my best :(( but i tried ;-; Hope you guys like it!!
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Aye guys dis ashe (( obvs thrs only one admin )) So im a shit ton better now yey I'll be back to writing and answering u guys soon Im so sorry about the major inactivity ;; I lost a few followers but i gained twice the amount so its okay!! Lov u guys so much thank you for being patient 💕💕
WUFF GIRL I'VE BEEN FEELING LIKE SHIET SINCE THE MONTH STARTED, FUCKING SCHOOL AND ALL HIS GRADUATION BULLSHIT I CAREFULLY HATE; I MEAN LAST YEAR IS A BITCH AND IT'S LIKE I CAN'T FUCK BUT BUT BUT: I'M HERE TO SAY I HOPE YOU GET BETTER! I MEAN I'VE BEEN READING YO' FICS AND THEY CHEERED ME UP LIKE A LOT AND JUST WANTED TO SAY THANK YOU, AND I J-HOPE YOU'RE BETTER PRETTY SOON. EVEN IF THIS SOUNDS WEIRD: LOVE LOVE LOVE TOO MUCH LOVE TO YOU!! (U DESERVE IT HEH ♥) wow, the caps, sorry TToTT ~AG xoxo
Ohmigod r u srs i cnt believe u actually took the time to type this out,, what even .. THANK YOU SM I LOVE YOU TOO WTF I swear im so touched u dnt even kno
So I've just been really ill these past few days, I'm so sorry that I haven't been able to post fics like usual. I don't know what happened, but I'm currently laying in bed, sick. Please understand my situation, I am terribly sorry for the inactivity. I hope to be well and be able to write again soon. I have slight writer's block as well, which I hate. Again, I'm terribly sorry, I hope to be back asap. - Ashe
Hi! I really love your drabbles! Could I request some super fluffy namjin in a high school or college setting? They both have huge crushes on each other but are both oblivious dorks who don't think the other would like them back for some reasonable the other members are having to set them up. Thank you~
The perfect idiot for me. ( Namjin )
Jin laughed, giggling at what Hoseok just said. He raised a hand to cover his mouth, eyes crinkling. They walked over to the cafeteria, getting their food and then sitting down at a table with their friends, setting their trays down.
Namjoon smiled at Jin from the other end of the table, waving his hand. “ Hey, Jin. "
Jin smiled, waving back awkwardly, a soft pink appearing on his cheeks. Taehyung piped up from beside Jin, seemingly ruining the little moment they were having.
” Hey hyung! Why doesn’t Joonie-hyung have to call you hyung, but the rest of us have to?! That’s unfair, why does he get special treatment, hmm?! “ Taehyung said, raising his voice, pouting.
Jimin rolled his eyes, smacking Taehyung’s arm. Taehyung was about to protest, but was silenced by Jimin glaring at him.
” So, hyung, how was Ramanoff’s class? She bitch out on you again? “ Jungkook asked, stuffing a handful of fries into his mouth.
” Nah, she called in sick, so we got a substitute instead. Some Percy guy. I’m just saying, but he probably peed his pants a little, he was so scared of us. “ Jin said, laughing.
Namjoon smiled, staring intently at Jin. Jin looked at him, still laughing, and Namjoon immediately looked away, inwardly blushing.
Though they just carried on laughing after that, cracking jokes, everyone else at the table noticed what happened, and they all knew they had to do something about it.
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” So, agreed then? Later at 3? “ Yoongi said, voice hushed. Hoseok, Jimin, and Jungkook nodded in response. They looked at Taehyung expectantly, and when Taehyung didn’t respond, Jimin elbowed him, making Taehyung whine, clutching his stomach.
” Yeah, fuck, why’d you have to do that so hard, you shithead, “ Taehyung groaned, although Jimin just ignored him.
” It’s settled, then. “ Yoongi said, nodding his head. They all casually walked out of the closet, ignoring the looks people were giving them.
-Jin sighed, looking at his watch again. 3:21. Where the hell were they? Yoongi had texted him, saying that they’d all meet up underneath the tree they always gathered at. He knew they weren’t all that punctual, but it’s been twenty minutes, and not one of them has arrived yet?
He had half a mind to whip his phone out and rage at their group chat, t he would regret it later. They all got butthurt easily, and he’d feel bad, he was the mom of the group after all.
He groaned, sitting down on the grass. They were so dead. When they all reached, he’d scold them so much, he swears.
A few minutes later, finally, he hears some footsteps approaching, and he wearily turns his head, and there’s Namjoon, in all his sweet, dimpled-glory.
“ Hey, Jin. Where’re the others? How come you’re here all alone? “ Namjoon asked, plopping down beside Jin.
“ That’s what I’d like to know, Joon. I’ve been waiting here all this while. It’s alright, though, you’re here now. “ Jin said, and then starts to blush and inwardly curse himself at what he just said.
“ I-I’m sorry, I-I didn’t, that sounded wrong, I didn’t mean it like that, “ Jin sputtered, turning red. Why did the gods have to make him so incredibly awkward? Was it because he was just too handsome?
“ Ah, really? I was kinda hoping you meant it, “ Namjoon mumbled, staring Jin in the eyes.
Jin’s eyes widened, not believing his ears. Did Namjoon really just say that, or did he just hear it because that was what he wanted to hear?
“ I meant that, Jinnie. I do want you to mean what you said, because I feel the same way. I like you, hyung. I always have. I was hoping you feel the same way, “ Namjoon continued, somehow maintaining eye contact with Jin.
Jin searched Namjoon’s eyes for any signs that he was just messing around, but all that was in his eyes were pure adoration, love, and hope.
“ I-I like you too, Namjoon. I-I’ve liked you since that time where you accidentally broke my chair and then tried to fix it but just ended up breaking the whole thing. “ Jin confessed, smiling at how this situation was just too good to be true.
Namjoon chuckled, ducking his head. “ I remember that, I bought a new chair for you, though. A better one than that old one of yours, “
“ Hey, I loved that chair! It was extremely comfy, and it was a gift from Hobi! “ Jin protested, smacking Namjoon’s arms lightly.
“ Well, the one I got you is even comfier, and it’s a gift from me, which makes it a lot better than that chair Hoseok got you. “ Namjoon said, pinching Jin’s cheek.
They both blushed, they hadn’t realized it, but while they had been squabbling, they had moved closer and closer, and they were currently about an inch away from each other.
Namjoon’s eyes were focused on Jin’s lips, and slowly he leaned in closer, and Jin leaned in too, and he unconciously tilted his head, and then their lips were mushed together, and they were kissing. And there were butterflies in his stomach, and fireworks behind his eyelids. He felt Namjoon deepen the kiss, sucking on his bottom lip. This wasn’t his first kiss, but it sure felt like it. Just as he was about to tug on Namjoon’s shirt to pull him closer, he heard people clapping, and he pulled away, realizing where they were.
To add to his surprise, Yoongi, Hoseok, Jimin, Taehyung, and Jungkook had been hiding behind a bush, and they were now clapping and cheering very loudly, gaining the attention of some other students. Jin and Namjoon both flushed, embarassed at the attention they were getting.
“ You’re an idiot, “ Jin mumbled to Namjoon, wiping his lips that were wet with saliva.
“ But I’m your idiot, “ Namjoon said, clasping Jin’s hand in his and then raising their hands up as some kind of victory, their friends cheering even louder.
- Ashe
Annyeonghaseyooooooooo My hearteu aches for more Jikook ^_^ I need flUFF PLeaSe I am ThiRstY I thought of jk and jm, mpreg-ish and they're married with a baby boy ( Fyeah ) And it's just sO cUTe Thanks so much I luv you and your fics thanks for this blog it's a blessing 👌🏼
Every picture holds a thousand words. ( Jikook )
Jungkook yawned, stretching his limbs to rid of the slight numbness in them. He blinked his eyes open, viciously rubbing at them with the back of his palm.
His knee bumped into something, and he was immediately aware of the two warm figures that were lying next to him. He looked down, and he smiled, his heart fluttering at what he saw.
His mate, the love of his life, the chubby-cheeked man-boy he fell in love with, hair all ruffled and messy, drooling slightly, adorably short arms wrapped around an even smaller figure, the product of their intense love sessions, the other delight in his life.
Their little sunshine, Kim Haneul.
They were both cuddling with each other, Haneul twitching a little, burying his face deeper into his momma’s neck, breathing in his scent.
Jimin, eyes still closed, snuggles closer to Haneul, lips curling into a smile. Jungkook watched his two loves, his lips twitching upwards. He got up, making sure to be gentle as to not wake either of them. He reached over to the bedside table, grabbing his camera that Jimin had gotten him for his birthday. He switched it on, twisting the small lever on the side so that it was on silent mode. He didn’t want to wake them.
There was sunshine shining through the windows, casting beautiful shadows on them. Jungkook tip toed to the edge of the bed, getting the proper angle, twisting the lens so that it’d focus properly. He snapped a few shots, taking ones from all sorts of angles.
When he was done, he sat on the floor beside the bed, looking through the shots he had taken. There were some that were his particular favorites, the ones where the camera managed to catch the few strands of hair starting to form on Haneul’s little baby head, the slight wrinkles on Jimin’s forehead, the drool that was dripping down Jimin’s chin.
Jungkook had chuckled at that one, eyes crinkling at the sides. He had always had a skill for photography, though he hadn’t really bothered with it till he met Jimin. Jimin was everything Jungkook never knew he wanted and needed.
And he would find himself wishing that he could forever live in that moment, like when Jimin found a little puppy and fed it with some meat he had bought, when they were at a dandelion field and the wind had blown, all the little dandelions in the air, Jimin playing with them, some of them nestling themselves in his hair.
He had started photographing those little moments, sorting through his cupboard to find his old camera. There was still some film on it, and so he started bringing it along with him, when they went for a walk in the park, when they went back to Busan and visited the beach, even when they went to the supermarket.
Jimin had noticed his passion for photography, and had surprised Jungkook with a high-tech camera, with all the works for his 24th birthday. And Jungkook had kept it close to his heart, still used it to this day.
He scrolled through the previous pictures, and landed on one that made him want to start sobbing. It was the day they were gifted with Haneul, the picture was taken just after Jimin had given birth to a little baby boy, the little ray of sunshine that now lit up their life.
In the photo, Jimin was resting in his hospital gown, eyes tired, smile on his lips. There were tears in his eyes as he stared down at Haneul. Haneul was wrapped snugly in a sky blue blanket, Jungkook’s. It was his favorite, one his Granma had gifted him with when he was twelve, and he still had it, thirteen years later.
He treasured every single picture that had been taken, kept every single one of them. He wanted to make sure he’d never forget them.
He smiled, yawning slightly. He switched the camera off, getting up on his feet. He walked over to the door, turning back to gaze at the two on the bed before closing the door gently, padding over to the kitchen to prepare breakfast for them.
He opened the cupboard door, grabbing the coffee grinds for him and Jimin and the tin of baby milk for Haneul. He prepared the drinks, and then got out the ingredients to make flapjacks, getting some pumpkin baby food as well.
As he mixed the ingredients to form the batter for the flapjacks, he thought back to the pictures in the camera. He never even imagined to have a life like this, a gorgeous mate, adorable little baby boy.
He loved every single moment of it, having to be the alpha of a family, the leader, the protector. He’d never let them down, and he would make sure of it.
-Ashe
Sooo my finals are almost over!! Woottttt!! 🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉 Just three more days and I'll be able to start writing fics for you guys,, I'm sorry it's been such a while since I've last posted anything ㅠㅡㅠ I was honestly shocked that none of you guys unfollowed my inactive ass ( like wutttt???? ) But I am incredibly grateful to all of you, thanks so much, and I'll be back soon in three days!! I love you guys so much, thanks to all of you, especially those who like my fics, every note or reblog is always noticed, your support is appreciated from the bottom of my heart! ♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️ I've never been so emotional posting something on tumblr, I swear You guys are the absolute best, and I love you guys for it!! See ya soon,, - Ashe
Semi-hiatus-ish
I’m gonna be on a semi-hiatus, I have to study for my finals ;-;
I’ll probably still update, though.
Feel free to send in prompts/requests for me to write in the meantime :D
- Ashe
Hi darl~ Just a fellow Jikook shipper here~~ Could you write a Jikook fic with: -fluff -infatuated kook -infatuated Jimin too -they're both just oblivious af -but that's okay -they enjoy their little interactions -like holding hands -or when their fingers brush against each other's -yoongi and jin face palm at them -but they leave them be cos -it's cute -they love watching them interact lmao Thanks~~~~
One step at a time. ( Jikook )
Yoongi sat down on the bench, slamming his tray onto the lunch table, Jin looking up at him, cheeks stuffed with food.
Yoongi simply gave a curt nod, popping the lid off the coffee tin. He gulped the whole thing in less than a minute, wiping his lips with the back of his hand.
Jin raised his eyebrows, mouth still stuffed with food. Figures, he always was a pig.
“ S’ nothing, ” Yoongi said, shaking his head. “ It’s just those two. ” Yoongi nodded his head towards where Jimin and Jungkook were, internally sighing at them. “ It’s so frustrating to watch, yet I can’t seem to tear my eyes off them. They’re just so oblivious, I- ” Yoongi groaned, pulling his hair out of frustration.
Jin nodded, smiling a little at Yoongi’s behavior. “ They’ve always been like that, why are you so bothered by it today? ” Jin asked, stuffing a spoonful of salad in his mouth.
“ It’s just, they were, I’m positive they were about to kiss! ” Yoongi howled, slamming his hand against the table. Everyone turned their heads towards them, eyebrows raised. Jin waved them off, pointing at Yoongi and then making a circular motion, shrugging a bit.
“ They were about to kiss, I swear, ” Yoongi repeated, voice softer this time, his cheeks flushed. “ They were so close, and they were leaning close, closer, I swear Jungkook couldn’t take his eyes off Jimin’s lips, Jimin couldn’t take his eyes off Jungkook’s, and they were like a millimeter away and then that fucker Namjoon called Jimin, and the two of them immediately pulled away! I swear, I feel like killing that idiot. His timing is terrible! And what’s worse, Jimin and Jungkook just pretended like they weren’t gonna suck each other’s face off. ” Yoongi complained, pouting slightly. You could say Jimin and Jungkook ( he and Jin had already created a ship name, jikook, yes they were so damn smart ) was his favorite otp of all time.
Yoongi wasn’t one to obsess over a relationship, nor keep track of them practically 24/7. But Jimin and Jungkook were made for each other, he was so certain of it.
And the both of them were head over heels for the other, they were practically ready to marry each other. But they were both too shy, too worried that the other wouldn’t feel the same.
It was so stupid, everyone could see how smitten they were for each other. Everyone but themselves. Although Yoongi wouldn’t deny it, it was pretty amusing to watch the two interact. They would smile shyly at each other, eyes meeting, and then they would blush, looking everywhere except at each other.
Like now, for example. The two were sitting on the bench outside, talking to each other. The bench had gaps between the wood, so Yoongi was able to see Jungkook slowly move his hand close, closer, closer towards Jimin’s, and then his hand clasped Jimin’s, Jimin gasping audibly at the contact.
Jimin turned towards Jungkook, gaping slightly, but Jungkook pretended like nothing happened, simply staring straight in front of him. Yoongi bet his heart was racing really fast in his chest, though.
Jimin grinned, squeezing Jungkook’s hand in his, facing in front again, continuing their conversation.
Yoongi might’ve seen wrong, but he could swear he saw Jin snap a picture of Jimin and Jungkook, hiding behind a tree.
He’d just have to ask Jin for the picture later.
- Ashe
HIII I ABSOLUTELY LOVE YOUR FICS ESPECIALLY YOUR JIKOOK~~ I'm Jikook trash lmfao :3 I shall request a Jikook fic, where Jungkook n Jimin are in a relationship and Jungkook loves to take pictures, especially pics of Jimin. And Jimin'll complain cause Jungkook always does it when he's not looking and the shutter goes off and he whines a lot yet blushes and he actually kinda likes it and Jungkook thinks he's adorable :)))))) FLUFFFF THANKS ♥️
Picture perfect. ( Jikook )
Jungkook smiled, watching his boyfriend sit in the middle of the field, laughing loudly, their dog, Saeran, running around joyfully. Saeran was currently rolling around in a mess of leaves and flowers, pausing to sneeze loudly, the pollen probably making his nose itch.
Jimin laughed even louder, a delicate sound, his perfect rows of teeth showing. Jungkook raised his camera, adjusting the lens, making sure it was focused, and then pressing down on the button, the shutter sounding loudly.
He snapped a few more pictures, not really caring if Jimin had heard him, he loved taking pictures of his boyfriend. They were like little keepsakes of all their memories together, ones that he would always keep.
He had always loved photography, even started taking pictures when he could barely crawl. Of course, he had been terrible at it back then, but the passion was there.
When he was old enough, he started learning by himself, learning about cameras, how they functioned, and every day, he would practice getting the perfect shot, photographing anything that caught his eye.
Over the years, he had gradually improved, and now, his pictures were absolutely top notch, sometimes he couldn’t believe it himself.
He suddenly got jumped on, his back hitting the grass with a loud thump, added weight from Jimin falling with him. He protected both Jimin and his camera during the fall, cradling the both of them in his hands.
He stared up at Jimin, eyes wide, still a little shocked from what just happened. Jimin was panting, and his face was flushed a beautiful mauve, and God, Jungkook wanted to get this on camera, his hand immediately reaching out to grab it but Jimin smacked his hand, pouting.
“ Why’d you take pictures of me?!! That was so random, Jungkook, you know I don’t really like it!! ” Jimin whined, covering his face with his hands.
Jungkook frowned, reaching out to pry Jimin’s hands away from his face.
“ Jiminie, I told you, and I’ll tell you again. You’re beautiful, absolutely gorgeous. I take pictures of you because you’re almost majestic-looking, and I want to make sure that these special moments will never leave my mind. I never want to forget the times I had with you, and I really do hope that you don’t want to either. ” Jungkook said, kissing Jimin on his cheek.
Jimin blushed even harder, whining a little. Jungkook smiled wider, smooching Jimin on the lips.
“ I love you, jagi. I love you so much, I really do. And I hope that you’ll never doubt my love, even for a second. There’s nothing I would change, and I hope with all my heart that you feel the same. ”
Jimin jumped onto Jungkook again, smacking their lips together, kissing passionately.
When they both needed to catch their breath, Jimin pulled back, the both of them panting.
“ I love you too, Kookie!! And everything you just said, I feel exactly the same way. I’ll never doubt you, I love you- ”
Jimin fell down on him again, the both of their heads knocking against each other’s painfully.
There was added weight on him, and when he raised his head to see what it was, there was Saeran, lying down on the both of them, licking Jimin with his big tongue.
Jimin squealed, squirming as he rolled around. Saeran followed him, seemingly intent on licking Jimin till Jimin was covered in his drool. Jungkook chuckled, grabbing his camera to take another shot.
Yep, he loved this.
- Ashe
YES I MENTIONED SAERAN I LOVE HIM IM SRY HE NEEDS MORE LOVE ;-;
Ayoooooo. So minjoon, gentle nam ( ofc only gentle to Jimin, duh ) and really delicate Jiminie and they both have crushes on each other but they're both afraid to say anything cos they might get rejected but they still flirt a bit anyways~ I love your blog btw~ ♥️♥️♥️
Nothing like us. ( Minjoon )
Jimin yawned, shuffling out of the class, the bell already rang, signaling that school already ended. He bowed to his teacher on his way out, a perfect ninety degrees bow.
He walked out of the class and he inwardly groaned at the sight in front of him. The halls were crowded, all the students having escaped their class, psyched to be able to not study any more. He braced himself and pushed his way through the crowd, muttering out ‘sorry’s and 'excuse me’s here and there.
When he finally made his way through, he walked towards his locker, sighing in relief. He twisted the combination in, popping the door open. His locker was.. It was messy yet neat. He groaned, shoving his books in, too exhausted to care. He’ll deal with the mess tomorrow.
He slammed the door close, and he squeaked loudly, Namjoon was standing in front of him, leaning against the lockers. His pink hair looked extra fluffy, his deep indented dimples looking as prominent as ever, his plump lips curled into a gentle smile.
“ Hey, Minnie. You okay? You seem pretty uptight, ” Namjoon said, wrapping an arm around Jimin’s shoulder, the both of them walking out of the school building.
Jimin nodded, not really in the mood to say much. Namjoon paused to stare at him, seemingly scrutinizing him.
“ Well then, let’s go get some boba, yeah? And we can go hang out for a while, then I’ll walk you home. ” Namjoon said, leading Jimin towards town.
Jimin smiled, nodding. Namjoon always knew how to cheer him up. Jimin loved boba, especially those mocha chocolate ones.
They held hands, the both of them blushing at the contact, though neither of them pulled away.
There weren’t that many cars on the street, so they were able to leisurely walk along the side of the street without much bother.
When they reached the boba shop, the both of them went up to the counter, Namjoon speaking up.
“ Annyeonghaseyo, uncle. We’d like some boba. I’ll have.. The mango passion fruit smoothie, and this lad here would like a mocha chocolate milk tea, with some aloe jelly. ” Namjoon said, looking at Jimin for approval, face lighting up with a grin when Jimin nodded.
The man nodded, accepting the money Namjoon gave him to pay for their order. He immediately started preparing the drinks, Jimin and Namjoon waiting patiently at the counter.
Once the drinks were done, the uncle placed its caps on along with a straw each and handed them over with a smile, to which Namjoon and Jimin returned with an equally bright smile.
They say down at the side of the shop, sitting together under an umbrella.
“ So, ” Namjoon said, sipping at his smoothie. “ You wanna talk about what’s bothering you? ”
Jimin shook his head, poking his straw into his drink. “ Nah, let’s not talk about it. I’d rather talk about something else. Like, your little sister? Anything new? ” Jimin asked, sipping at his drink.
Namjoon leaned back on his chair, thinking back. “ Ah, yeah, Hani got a new toy, Marty, she called it, I think. It’s a green dinosaur, about this big, ” Namjoon said, pausing to show Jimin how big Marty was, motioning with his hands. “ And our aunt gave it to her. She absolutely loves it, she brings it everywhere she goes. She said that she wants to show it to you the next time you come over. ”
Jimin grinned, his eyes crinkling.
“ She’s so cute. Tell her I’ll make sure to come over soon, maybe tomorrow or so. ”
Namjoon nodded, smiling. Jimin was great with kids, he’d make a great father. He’d probably be one of those dads that take their children out everyday and play with them, even come back for lunch to eat with them. The kind that spent every single possible minute with their children, always putting them and their spouse first. The kind of sad that would always-
“ -Joon? Joonie? Hello? You here? Earth to Namjoon, ” Jimin called out, waving his hand in front of Namjoon’s face.
“ Huh? Oh yeah, yeah, I’m here. What were you saying? ” Namjoon said, running his fingers through his hair.
“ I was saying that maybe we should go back now, it’s getting pretty dark. Our parents will start getting worried, ” Jimin said, sipping the last few drops of his drink.
Namjoon nodded, standing up, drink in hand. He had made sure to only drink half, saving the other half for Hani. She loved boba, too.
Jimin got up, and they both started walking home, waving to the boba uncle.
Jimin hummed softly as they walked, a song that Namjoon’s only heard about a million times, Jimin having always played it. He couldn’t remember the title, but it was a sad song, and Jimin absolutely adored the song.
“ You still listening to that song? After like what, a million times? ” Namjoon teased, ruffling Jimin’s hair.
Jimin looked up at him, lips forming a pout. “ It’s a really good song, hyuuuungggg. You should listen to it too, I’m sure you’ll love it. ”
“ Yeah, I think I’ve heard it about a million times already thanks to you, ”
“ Hey, it’s good though!!! You gotta admit. ” Jimin said, gently shoving Namjoon with his shoulder.
“ Yeah, it’s good. Great, even. ” Namjoon replied, shoving back.
Jimin squealed with excitement, starting to song the song again, dancing around on the pavement.
They walked the rest of the way home like that, giggling and shoving at each other.
Namjoon went home with a fluttery heart and that stupid song ringing in his ears. And he’s proud to admit that he wouldn’t change it for the world.
- Ashe
Tattoo au? Pairing Jungkook and Jimin, Jungkook works at the parlor and has a shit ton of tattoos and Jimin comes in wanting a tattoo ( his first time ) and asks Jungkook to recommend something he thinks will suit him and then YOU KNOWWWW FLUFFJWVKE ^^ also ageplay lmfao cause personally for this prompt I feel Jungkook should be a tad bit older. Thank you so much!!!!! ♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️
I got your name tattooed ( in my heart ) - ( Jikook )
Jungkook’s eyes scanned through the little ink bottles, searching for the right shade of grey. A soft ’ ah ’ left his lips when he finally spotted the sucker, reaching for it and then carefully attaching it to the tattoo gun, continuing to shade in the whale tattoo that his customer had asked for, a medium sized one on his back.
Once he was done, he wiped his art, placing his tools aside to disinfect later, and grabbed the bandages and started bandaging the tattoo.
“ So, the after-tattoo norm, don’t take the bandage out after at least an hour or two, wash it with some lukewarm water and glycerin soap, and avoid anything that’ll irritate your skin. ” Jungkook said, keeping the bandages in his little compartment. “ And you’re ready to go. Thanks for coming, come again. ” Jungkook mumbled, something he repeated every damn day.
He loved tattoos, loved tattooing, being a tattoo artist, the pay was good, too, but he hated interacting with people. Especially the ones that thought of themselves as too prestigious to get a tattoo. Tattoos are art, and they make your body a masterpiece. Jungkook would know. He was covered in them. Each tattoo was tattooed on by himself as a way to ensure that he wouldn’t forget a certain occasion, and some just things he loved looking at.
There were quotes tattooed onto his chest, right below his collarbone, including one that said, “ I am the architect of my own destruction. ” He had been really fond of that certain quote, rushing home to his room to tattoo it on so that he wouldn’t forget it.
And then there were some random people who he had tattooed onto his body, like an old couple that were undoubtedly in love, laughing while holding hands at a small coffee shop, a small boy playing with the dandelions, those kinda things. Most people didn’t approve of his many tattoos, but he had long since learned to ignore them.
The people who came to his parlor, though, they especially annoyed him. They would just come in and ask for a tattoo, a meaningless one at that, just for the sake of having a tattoo. Ugh, especially those teenagers. Because they ’ wanted to look cool ’, they had said. Jungkook simply didn’t understand them. They should want to have a tattoo of something special, something close to their heart, something they never want to forget. So far, he hasn’t met anyone with that kind of mindset.
The sound of a bell tinkling filled the room, a customer. ’ Great, ’ Jungkook groaned inwardly, forcing on a fake smile.
“ Hello, would you like a tattoo of some sort? ” Jungkook asked, voice coming out a tad bit higher than he had expected.
A young-looking man stood in front of him, his head was tilted slightly to the side, and he was grinning at Jungkook, his eyes flashing with amusement.
“ Good day to you, too. Hi, I’m Jimin!! I’m here for a tattoo, yes, this is a tattoo parlor, I’m here to get a tattoo, yessir, gonna get inked- ” Jimin babbled, eyes growing wide with each word that he sputtered out.
Jungkook smiled slightly, this guy seemed kinda cute. “ Yes, you’re at a tattoo parlor, I do tattoos, that’s what you’re here for, aren’t you? ” Jungkook asked, lips curling upwards.
The guy, Jimin, flushed, biting his bottom lip. “ Yeah, yeah, I’m here for a tattoo. ” Jungkook nodded, staring at him. “ Can you do me a favor? Just, don’t let me weasel my way out of this. I really wanna get a tattoo, I’m just a shit-ass coward, please just bear with it. ” Jimin said, staring up at Jungkook with pleading eyes.
Jungkook nodded, smirking. “ Yeah, sure, kid. Anything you want. So, ” Jungkook continued, getting his sketch pad out. “ What tattoo do you want? Any specific ideas? ”
Jimin worried his lip between his teeth, biting on it so hard that Jungkook thought it would bleed.
“ Ah, I-I’m actually not sure what to get, ” Jimin said, flustered. ’ Here we go again, another desperado, ’ Jungkook thought, rolling his eyes a bit.
“ Sure, anything you like? Flower, animal, quote? A girlfriend, or boyfriend? ” Jungkook asked, raising his eyebrows.
“ Ah, no, I-I’m single. No boyfriends. ” Jimin said, staring intently at Jungkook. “ Ahm, actually, I do have something that I really really like, maybe I could describe it to you, and you could sketch it out? ” Jimin said, pointing towards Jungkook’s sketch pad and his pencil.
Jungkook nodded, staring expectantly at Jimin.
“ Ah, so it’s in a field, sunset in the back, sky orangey-yellow-ish, and there are two people sitting in the middle of it, and-and, they’re both male, around our age, both brunettes, one’s hair a bit lighter than the other, and they’re both just watching the sunset together, the lighter haired one smaller than the other one, just a bit, yet noticeable, and the smaller one is leaning his head on the bigger one’s shoulder. And they’re both wearing plain white sweaters, hair slightly ruffled. ” Jimin explains, voice taking on a dreamy tone as he does.
Jungkook nods the whole time, fingers moving at an impossibly fast pace, meticulously adding in those little details, shading properly, getting everything right.
When he’s done, he shows it to Jimin, raising an eyebrow, a silent question.
Jimin stares at the sketch for what feels like an eternity, eyes glazing over, before he whispers out “ It’s perfect, it’s exactly how it was in my head. ”
Jungkook nods, motioning for Jimin to follow him to the back and climb onto a chair, lie down comfortably.
“ So, where do you want it? ” Jungkook asks, getting the ink bottles necessary ready, sterilizing the needle.
“ Ah, at my chest, right next to my heart. ” Jimin mumbles back, Jungkook nodding in response.
Jungkook walks over and brings everything, asking Jimin to take his shirt off so they can start.
He’s honestly surprised at what he sees. ’ Abs, ’ he thinks, shocked. His eyes are probably wide now, he should look away.
He grabs a cotton swab and dips it in rubbing alcohol, wiping Jimin’s chest with it, ensuring that the area is perfectly okay to tattoo on.
When he’s about to start, tattoo gun already on, the tiny vibrating sound filling the room, he notices Jimin start to shake visibly.
“ Hey, ” Jungkook says, taking Jimin’s hand in his. ( why is he doing such a thing!? ) “ You’re gonna be fine. It’s gonna sting a little bit, but I’ll be here. I won’t let anything happen to you. If it hurts too much, just tell me to stop, and I’ll stop. We can take little breaks in between if you’d like. ”
Jimin nodded, breathing in deep breaths. “ I’ll start now, okay? ”Jungkook says softly, offering a hand to Jimin, and Jimin gladly accepts it, grip already deathly tight.
Jungkook lowers the needle into Jimin’s skin, starting with the outline first. Jimin whimpers, grip tightening. But he doesn’t ask to stop, so Jungkook continues outlining.
And then he does the inside. And then the background, and then the shading. And then the tiny little details, ones other people would miss, but he wouldn’t.
And Jimin braved through it. He didn’t even shed a tear, though he looked like he would during the whole session.
When it was done, he had turned the tattoo gun off, the vibrations stopping. Jimin had opened his eyes, having clenched them together tightly, gritting his teeth at an attempt to bear the pain.
“ I-It’s over..? Really? ” Jimin asked, voice small and timid.
“ Yeah, it is. I just need to bandage it up, and then you’re good to go!! Well done, Jimin, ” Jungkook said, smiling while he started bandaging Jimin’s chest.
Jimin smiled triumphantly, puffing his chest out slightly.
“ Now, don’t remove the bandage till after an hour or two, and after that wash it with lukewarm water and some glycerin soap, okay? And if there’s any issues, just call this number, ” Jungkook said, handing his card over to Jimin.
Jimin nodded, placing the card into his jeans pocket. He grabs his shirt and puts it on slowly, ruffling his hair.
“ Thanks, ” Jimin said, pausing to peer over at Jungkook’s name tag. “ Jungkookie. ” Jimin continues, grinning widely.
Jungkook nods, accepting the money that Jimin gives him, cashing it in.
Just as Jimin is about to step out of the shop, Jungkook calls out.
“ Jimin, ” Jungkook calls, Jimin immediately turning around, smiling like an idiot already. “ Feel free to call me for our date, too, yeah? ” Jungkook says, smiling uncertainly.
Jimin grins, eyes forming crescents, and Jungkook thinks he’s never seen anything like it before. He’s gonna have to tattoo it on. Maybe when they’re dating, or it’d be a bit awkward to explain.
“ Yeah, I will, don’t worry. ”
- Ashe
good dayyyy, i'd like to request a yoonmin fic with hybrid jimin and owner yoongi and maybe the fic could be about just what they do everyday or like how yoongi found jimin and how they got together from ownerxhybrid to being in a relationship.. thank youuu xD
Baby, I’m perfect for you. ( Yoonmin )
Yoongi smiled, sitting on the wooden bench at the park, watching his little hybrid play with other hybrids. Jimin wagged his tail excitedly, pouncing on one of his friends. His tail was wagging so hard that it was a blur, something he did whenever he was excited.
Yoongi’s chest felt light and airy, he felt happy, his life was absolutely great now that he had Jimin. He had gotten Jimin about four years ago, having adopted him from the local shelter, Jimin having caught his attention almost immediately. The hybrid had been yapping loudly while playing with his friends, jumping around here and there. He had been shy with Yoongi at first, gently nosing at Yoongi’s hand when Yoongi had bent down and held a hand out.
He had spent a while playing with the hybrid, thoroughly enjoying himself the whole time. He had then decided to adopt Jimin, even asking Jimin if he would want that too. Jimin had nodded, starting to jump around, pawing at Yoongi’s jeans as his tail started wagging violently behind him.
Yoongi had signed all the papers, and then Jimin was officially his. He had brought Jimin home, Jimin having sat in the front seat of his car, poking and prodding at all the buttons, even set the volume of the radio all the way up, causing the both of them to jump in their seats.
When they reached Yoongi’s apartment, Jimin had immediately ran into the place when Yoongi opened the door, sniffing at everything. The foreign smell had confused him a bit at first, but after a few days he got used to it, everything starting to have his scent.
Originally, Jimin was supposed to sleep in a bed that Yoongi had bought for him, specially designed for hybrids. But then Jimin started coming into Yoongi’s room late at night, saying that he had nightmares, or that he had trouble sleeping. Yoongi would be too tired to argue, just relenting and allowing Jimin to sleep next to him. Jimin would cuddle up really close with Yoongi, and though Yoongi would grumble a lot, he secretly enjoyed cuddling Jimin, lips curling into a small smile even though he tried to hold it back.
They had lived like that for a year and a half, when suddenly Jimin’s behavior started changing. Or maybe it was just Yoongi that stopped being oblivious.
Jimin would start wearing extremely tight clothing, short ones too, ones that made Yoongi’s pulse race at a maddening pace. Jimin would even walk out of the bathroom naked, Yoongi had choked once when he had seen Jimin in all his naked glory, sharp collarbones, his strong body, muscles glistening with all the water droplets.
If Yoongi hadn’t been struggling before, he was definitely struggling now. Jimin was just a little shit, and maybe Yoongi liked it.
Jimin had been the one to confess, suddenly blurting it out during their movie time together. They had been watching reruns of Ant-man, and the guy had just found the suit and was about to shrink himself, when Jimin suddenly blurted out a “ I love you, ”. It had been so sudden, such a random thing to say at such a random time, that Jimin had thought that Yoongi hadn’t heard him. But Yoongi did. Yoongi turned his head towards Jimin, mouth gaping. He had quickly collected himself, though.
“ Ah, of course you love me, Jimin. I love you too. I’m your owner, and you’re my hybrid. It’s natural, ” Yoongi had said, staring at the screen again, although Jimin doubted that he was actually paying attention to what was playing on tv.
“ No, hyung. I, I love you. M-more than just as my owner. I-I love you, and I want to be with you. I wanna, I wanna go on dates with you, I wanna kiss you, I wanna hold hands with you, the whole shabam. ” Jimin said, staring at Yoongi, eyes determined.
Yoongi didn’t respond for a while, eyes still focused on the screen. After what seemed like an eternity, he had turned to look at Jimin, his eyes clouded with confusion.
“ Look, Jimin, I told you, I-it’s normal for you to feel love for me. I’m your owner. You shouldn’t confuse it for, for that kind of love. ”
Jimin had stared back at Yoongi incredulously. Damn, his hyung was stubborn.
So was he.
“ No, hyung, I know the difference!! I love you, I wanna date you, I wanna kiss you, God, I wanna marry you, ” Jimin screamed, digging his hands into Yoongi’s shirt, pulling at his collar. “ I love you, I love you, I love you, Yoongi!! ” Jimin buried his face into Yoongi’s neck, frustrated.
Yoongi hadn’t moved or responded, body staying still. When he seemed to regain control, his arms had wrapped around Jimin, placing a kiss on Jimin’s hair, right next to his fluff ears.
“ I-I love you too, Jimin. I want the whole, the whole ’ shabam ’ too. ”
Jimin giggled, pulling back to place a sloppy kiss on Yoongi’s cheek.
“ Let’s go on a date then!!! It’s our first date, so you have to treat me, hyung! We should go somewhere expensive, ha, I’ll spend all your money!! Just watch me, I’ll order lobster, clams, mussels, sea urchin, all that fancy shit!! You just wait, I’ll- ”
Yoongi shut him up with his lips, biting at Jimin’s lip here and there, hands running up his back.
Scrap the dinner, this was gonna be their first date.
- Ashe
Can I send you a prompt ? Can you continue the Maid Jimin, Boss Jungkook, with something fluffy ? like really fluffy, confession or something, If you can't do it, it's okay, between I love your writings. c:
There’s just something about you; lemme figure it out. ( Jikook ) Maid au part two
Jungkook stared at the mess of papers on his table, glaring at them. He felt like throwing all of them to the side, let them fall on the floor. The sound of them crashing down onto the floor would be immensely satisfying, he was sure of it. But he had to think about the consequences, Jimin was the one that would have to clean the mess up. He was well aware that Jimin was his maid and that Jimin was supposed to clean up after Jungkook anyways, and that he was being paid to do so, yet Jungkook always felt extremely guilty whenever he made a mess and would end up cleaning it himself.
He breathed deeply, rubbing his eyes with his hands. He needed a drink, he felt so stressed, he needed to let it all out. He got up out of his chair and went over to the wall next to his left, pressing the button on the intercom, allowing his voice to sound out of the other intercoms that were on every single floor, ensuring that Jimin would be able to hear him.
“ Jimin, ” Jungkook drawled, his speech taken over with satoori. “ Would you be a dear and get me some wine? Maybe, the cabernet franc, or the merlot? You choose, ”
He lifted his finger off the button, patiently waiting for Jimin to reply. After a few seconds, Jimin’s voice came through, the speaker crackling slightly.
“ I’ll be on my way, master. Is master in his study right now? ” Jimin asked, voice sounding delightfully angelic despite the crackling of the speaker.
“ Yeah, I’m here. Come as soon as possible, please. ”
“ I’ll be there in five, master. ”
Jungkook smiled, nodding his head although Jimin wouldn’t be able to see it. He walked over to his table and sat down on his chair, clasping his hands together, awaiting Jimin’s arrival.
He stared at the painting that was hanging in front of him, nailed onto the wall. It was Leo Da Vinci’s work, a beautiful one that had captivated Jimin till he was speechless, Jungkook having bought it when Jimin wasn’t looking. He had originally wanted to hang it in Jimin’s room, but Jimin had simply refused, saying that it should be in Jungkook’s room, he was the one that bought it after all.
There was a knock on the door, and Jungkook gave permission for them to come in, Jimin appearing at the door with a tray in hand.
He approached the table, setting the tray down in front of Jungkook gently.
“ I brought the merlot, master. I figured that master would enjoy drinking it at this time, ” Jimin explained, taking the bottle of wine out of the ice bath. He expertly popped the cork off and poured it into a glass, filling it till it was half full and then serving it to Jungkook.
“ Thanks, Jimin. ” Jungkook said, taking a sip of the wine. “ You want some? ” He asked, nodding his head towards the wine bottle.
“ Ah, n-no, master. I’m not supposed to do that, it’s rude. ” Jimin said, lowering his head.
Jungkook furrowed his eyebrows, forehead creasing a bit. “ Why would it be rude, Jimin? I’m the one that offered you some, that’s not rude, ” Jungkook said, confused as to why Jimin would say such a thing. “ I want you to join me, anyways. Have some merlot, Jimin. That’s an order, ” Jungkook said, smirking slightly.
“ A-ah, but master, I only brought one glass, it’s okay, really- ” Jimin said, his face getting red.
“ Take the glass then, ” Jungkook said, downing the rest of the wine and handing it over to Jimin. “ I’ll drink from the bottle, no biggie. ” Jungkook said, grinning.
He poured some wine in the glass and waited for Jimin to drink it, staring at him. Jimin stared back, and he hesitantly took a sip, seemingly refusing to have fun.
“ Awh, cmon, Jiminie, I’m sure you can do better than that, I want you to enjoy this expensive merlot with me, okay? Just loosen up, ” Jungkook said, gulping down the wine from the bottle without a problem.
Jimin stared at Jungkook, apparently not registering what he said.
Jungkook sighed, motioning for Jimin to come next to him. Jimin walked over hesitantly, and when he was close enough, Jungkook grabbed him by the waist, causing him to fall into Jungkook’s lap, eyes wide in shock.
Jungkook grinned, nudging the bottle at Jimin’s mouth, Jimin parting his lips just wide enough for Jungkook to get him to drink some wine, chuckling at hoe adorably innocent Jimin was.
He nuzzled at Jimin’s ear, nibbling gently at his earlobe. Jimin visibly shuddered, a moan escaping from those luscious lips of his.
Jungkook smiled against his neck, nibbling harder on his earlobe.
“ You know, ” He whispered, tongue sticking out to lick at Jimin’s ear. “ I, I’ve liked you for a really long time. ”
Jimin whined at that, eyes falling shut. “ I-I like you too, m-master, ”
“ Say my name, ” Jungkook whispered, now sucking at Jimin’s neck.
“ J-Jungkook, Jungkook, ahhh, ” Jimin said, moaning halfway through his sentence.
“ You’re okay with this, right? ” Jungkook asked, tracing Jimin’s jawline with his finger.
Jimin nodded, pressing back against Jungkook. “ What do you think, ” Jungkook started, leaning on Jimin’s shoulder. “ If we started dating? Would you like that, too? ”
Jimin nodded harder, head moving up and down frantically. Jungkook chuckled, nipping at the skin at Jimin’s neck.
“ How about we do it now? Let’s go out now, let’s have dinner together, it’ll be our first ever date together. ” Jungkook asked, head spinning a bit, the close proximity with Jimin intoxicating.
“ Yeah, I’d like that, m- Jungkook. ”
Jungkook smiled, arms tightening around Jimin’s waist.
“ I’d like that too. ”
- Ashe