jimin and taehyung are only two months apart but jimin sounds like hes 12 and taehyung sounds like he’s gone through puberty twice and this is why i have trust issues
seriously and jin is older than yoongi by a year but yoongi looks like he’s been through multiple economic crises and built a home with his bare hands or something idek
And namjoon and hoseok are only 7 months apart. Namjoon talks as if he’s been reincarnated like 8 times while hobi is still using the \@_@/ emoticon idk
Pairing: Athlete Jungkook x Medic/Sports Trainer Reader
You work as a sports trainer, providing basic first aid and injury management for the Hanguk University’s soccer team. Going with your mundane life of caring for the dozen of guys hurting themselves in the soccer game takes a turn when one of the guys catches your eyes. It’s not his breathtakingly good looks or his muscular athletic body usually seducing girls at the campus that catches your eyes. But the action plan in your kit, indicating he is diagnosed with Asthma is what draws your eyes time and time again to the Golden Boy of Hanguk University.
Warning: Taehyung being a freaking tease the whole time, Also Jimin not letting the female MC live for one day, Fuckboy!Jungkook, Asthmatic! Jungkook , mentions of episodes of Asthma, Take your Ventolin kids, Take your medications kids!
Pairings: Soccer Player! Jungkook X Sports Trainer! Reader
Word Count: 2k
Other BTS members all make a cameo as well because I’m an OT7 Trash!
You work as a sports trainer, providing basic first aid and injury management for the Hanguk University’s soccer team. Going with your mundane life of caring for the dozen of guys hurting themselves in the soccer game takes a turn when one of the guys catches your eyes. It’s not his breathtakingly good looks or his muscular athletic body usually seducing girls at the campus that catches your eyes. But the action plan in your kit, indicating he is diagnosed with Asthma is what draws your eyes time and time again to the Golden Boy of Hanguk University.
Warning: Slow burn, eventual smut, Taehyung being a freaking tease the whole time, Also Jimin not letting the female MC live for one day, Fuckboy!Jungkook, Asthmatic! Jungkook , mentions of episodes of Asthma, Take your Ventolin kids, Take your medications kids!
You shift under the heavy weight that is pressing on you, looking down on your body to find a bare thigh wrapped around your torso. You furrow your eyebrows looking back at the person who’s sleeping abnormally close to you, realizing its Jungkook spooning you.
“Shit!” you immediately jolt up from the bed, throwing the guy’s leg over and watching as he groans in his sleep “SHIT SHIT!” you scramble to grab your clothes, the guy still sound sleep.
Your horror only heightens as you grab your phone and realize its already 9 In the morning and your 15 minutes nap have turned to a whole night of sleep in Jungkook’s bed.
You guide your panties over your thighs before searching for your jeans somewhere in the room, each item of clothing settling around your bare body as you run around like a mad woman. You sigh as you fix your shirt around your chest, watching the guy sleeping soundlessly on his bed, still in dreamland.
You grab your bag and throw it around you shoulder as you turn the doorknob, looking back to check and ensure the guy is sleeping as you quietly leave the room and close the door behind you.
“Hey sugar!”
“HOLY SHIT!” you shriek as you jump on your spot, as you turn around and see Taehyung standing in his shorts and bare chest munching on his toast “You scared me!” you state in a quiet tone
“Did you sleep over?” He wiggles his eyebrows as he stuffs your mouth with another toast he has in the other hand
“Tae, I will personally tape your knees to your dick if you tell anyone about this!” you warn in a quiet tone as you chew the strawberry jam toast
“Your secret is safe with me sugar,” he chuckles as he ruffles your hair “Jeon will pay my confidential fees, so don’t worry.”
“I left you fuel money in the dashboard,” you sigh as you continue to walk down to the hallway “Thanks for last night.” You add quietly as you try to put your shoes on
“You didn’t have to Sugar,” he chuckles as he follows you to the door “Your walk of shame covered it all,” he smirsk in a teasing tone and you throw a glare at him “So how was it last night?”
“Shut up,” you push the guy out of your personal space “See you later!” you turn on your heels and leave the guy behind, cheeks flushing in embarrassment as you decide to erase the night’s memories from your mind.
-
You watch as the guy squirts an abnormal amount of maple syrup on his cream covered pancake, chuckling as his almond eyes meets your judgemental look.
“I like my pancake like I like my girls,” he leans closer before murmuring “messy and sloppy!” he winks, laughing out loud as you roll your eyes
“That was one way to ruin pancake for me,” you immediately throw your knife and fork on the table, “I cant believe you claimed your brunch right away.”
“Angel, there is no guarantee for tomorrow,” he shrugs as he stuffs his face with some of his messy mix of pancake and cream “Who knows which one of those Hanguk’s ghouls will claim you next?”
You immediately tense at the guy’s words, remembering you just fucked one Hanguk’s ghouls last night against your best friend and literally everyone’s advice.
“Well we’re even with this,” you say in a quiet tone “we’re leaving last night behind right?”
“Which part exactly?” he asks with a naughty grin “The part where I caught you and Jeon in the same room,” he hesitates as he looks at your cheeks flushing, hand reaching to hold your chin up to ensure you look him in the eye “Or the little hickey he left on your neck last night?”
“SHIT!” you wince as you quickly cover you neck, realizing you completely forgot about the guy’s teeth marks on your neck “I-It’s a rash!”
“Yeah I know,” he chuckles teasingly as he watches you quickly search in your bag for your concealer before turning your front camera and checking your neck “I only noticed it because I’ve given it to a lot of girl before,” he says with a knowing smile “its not too obvious to a unprofessional eye.”
“Good for you to have such professional eyes,” You glare at the guy as you tap your concealer on your neck before checking it on your phone screen
“So, can I claim another brunch?” he asks with a teasing smile “Because just this is not gonna cut it for all the mess you made last night babe.”
“I wanna sue you for blackmailing, Park” you sigh in defeat “fine, you can claim another meal of your choice if that means all of this stays between us.”
“Does the choice of meal include your pussy?” He whispers with a wink
“Park, don’t push you luck!” you warn, rolling your eyes
“How about a breakfast in bed,” he asks with a smirk “Where you sit on my face as soon as I wake up?”
“Of course,” You raise the knife and flash him a sarcastic smile “but it comes with a complimentary bloody merry,” you blink hysterically as you stab your pancake with your knife “after I chop your dick off.”
“Jesus,” he laughs out loud, head falling back “It’s never a dull day with you Angel!”
“I’m glad you’re enjoying this, Park!” you continue to cut your pancake with rage when you hear the familiar nickname echo in the restaurant.
“SUGAR!” your eyes snap to the source of the voice, watching Taehyung entering the café and your heart starts beating, panic rushing through your face as you watch Jungkook walking closely behind him “You’re here- “
“Hey TaeTae!” Jimin waves from across you instead “Hey Jeon!” he chuckles in victory as he finally sees the guy
The knife in your hand immediately falls off your hand as you meet Jungkook’s eyes, his doe eyes staring darkly at you, and you feel your blood rushing to your cheeks.
“H-Hey,” you say weakly, averting you gaze from Jungkook to Taehyung “W-what are you doing here?”
“I guess this place is pretty popular,” Taehyung ignores you as he stares right at Jimin “the talks must have reached SNU about this place huh?”
“Not really,” Jimin grins, licking the syrup off his thumb “I was invited,” he smiles watching Jungkook’s face fall “Angel invited me for brunch.”
“Right,” you nod, internally cursing yourself for choosing the most famous brunch café on Hanguk campus “I did!”
“You must be very hungry,” Jungkook speaks up this time, surprising both you and Jimin a he tilts his head cockily “Must have had an intense night huh!” he points out with a knowing smirk
“Y-Yeah, I guess!” you gulp, cheeks flushing as you wish the ground would open and swallow her whole
“Same here,” he chuckles darkly bringing his gaze to Jimin as he pushes his hands in his pocket “I gotta recharge from the intense night I had last night.” He smirks in victory, as he watched Jimin’s smirk fade on his lips
“Must have been a hell of a night,” Jimin raises an eyebrow suspiciously as he looks between him and you before adding “should we order some fruit salad Angel?”
“What-“ you furrow your eyebrows, finding the guy’s question slightly random
“I’m craving pineapples and cranberries,” Jimin murmurs, eyes still fixed on Jungkook and your face falls as you realize where the guy was going with his question
You’re too scared to look at Jungkook but you decide to spare him a glance as he finally speaks up after a long pause.
“Enjoy your fruit salad!” he spits in a sarcastic tone, tongue darting to the corner of his cheek as he turns around and leaves the café, Taehyung calling his name and following after him.
“What the fuck Park?” you ask as you bring your angry eyes to the guy sitting across you
“I know you may have heard this a lot,” He says in a stern tone that catches you off guard “but he doesn’t deserve you angel,” he sighs, eyes shifting in a concerned manner
You stare back at the guy, lips parting to respond but nothing leaving your lips as you realize the words are exactly the reality check you needed at that moment. You lower your gaze, hand reaching for your knife to continue cutting your pancake.
“We’re having the next meal in SNU.” you state making the guy against you laugh quietly, easing the tension between you as you both continue to eat.
-
It’s another night at the training and you’re back at your usual routine, doing a few straps and massages before the game and sorting out the minor injuries from the previous game.
You’ve seen Jungkook entering the training room earlier but decided to play along as he just walked past you without saying anything. Something deep inside you slightly sank at the thought of your short-lived moment with the guy from the night before now being only a long-forgotten memory.
“Hey guys,” Hoseok yells from the changing room, bringing all the attentions to himself “Get together in the seminar room before the training, we have a meeting.”
You furrow your eyebrows at the announcement, trying to search your memory associated with the said meeting. If there is a medical meeting with Dr Kim, the young doctor never fails to notify you in advance, making sure you have time to participate as well.
“Can we just skip it Cap?” Taehyung yells from the other side of the locker room “We’re already pushed for time for the training.”
“No KimTae,” Hoseok shakes his head “Get yourself to the seminar room as soon as possible.” He yells and the guys respond yes in union
You quickly finish up the few straps you’re left with and clean up your treatment desk, making your way to the seminar room. Most of the guys are already settled there and talking amongst themselves, so you just look for a chair at the back but hear Tae calling for you.
“Here Sugar,” he waves and taps the empty chair beside him which happens to be between him and Jungkook
“T-Thanks,” you nod, secretly hating the guy for being overly helpful as you settle beside him and Jungkook, bringing your eyes to the latter “Hey, Jeon!” you say, trying to sound neutral
“Hey!” he nods with an hollow tone and you decide his dry tone is enough to end the conversation
“Did you know about this Sugar?” Taeyung taps your shoulder and you bring your gaze to him
“about what?” you ask in a lost tone
“Yoongi Hyung,” he raises an eyebrow, pointing at the front of the room “He’s here for the meeting.”
Your eyes widen, snapping towards where the guy is pointing at, watching the guy talking casually with Hoseok and Dr Kim. The rush of emotions starts to overwhelm your brain, the last time you saw him, and the memories associated with him all carving a fresh wound in your heart.
“Shall we start?” He speaks up in his usual quiet but stern tone “You guys must be dying to get back on the field!” he chuckles, eyes curling as he looks around the room
Please don’t see me, please don’t see me, you pray silently as you try to make yourself shorter than everyone else, but not surprisingly the Hanguk’s former captain spots you right away as he glances at the row you’re sitting in and flashes you a knowing smile.
“As you know I’ve started playing for nationals last year,” he explains as he grabs a bunch of brochures and passes them to the front row “They gave me the privilege to come and scout a couple of you for next year,” he explains with a proud smile “If anyone is interested, you can speak to me or Hosoeok and I will keep my eyes on you in the finals.”
You lower your gaze, clenching your fist to control your shaking hand as you go through all seven stages of grief. How could he just stand there, look so handsome as always and act so non-chalant, smiling so brightly into your face when he knows what he’s done before leaving broke you into pieces.
You shut your eyes closed, gathering all the strength in your body to your feet and finally standing up to rush out of the room.
“W-Where are you going?” Jungkook asks, holding your wrist as he looks at you with worried eyes
“I-I forgot something!” you mutter the petty excuse weakly before rushing out of the seminar room and back to your work desk.
The rush of tears rolls down your eyes as soon as you’re back in that room and you press your palm to silent yourself. You don’t want the whole Hanguk’s soccer club knowing you’re still not over the fact that their former captain cheated on you.
“Hey,” you gasp as you hear the familiar voice and before you can react you feel a firm grip around your arm, pulling you around “Are you okay-“ the guy’s words dry on his lips as soon as he sees your tears “What the fuck? What happened?” Jungkook asks in a rushed tone, trying to meet your gaze for an answer
“N-Nothing,” you respond, averting your gaze and quickly wiping your tears “Its an allergy.”
“Don’t lie,” he scolds as he steps closer and stop the harsh touch of your hand on your eyes, replacing it with his slender fingers to wipe your tears “Sshhh,” he murmurs wrapping his arm around your waist and pulling you closer to his chest “You don’t need to tell me,”He whispers as he strokes your back soothingly.
“J-Jeon,” you resist, pushing against his chest to distance yourself “Someone might see- “
“I don’t care,” he wraps his other arms around you, holding you still “It’s okay if you want to cry, just cry.” The soft soothing words, along with the soft touch of his hand behind your back is enough to melt you in his embrace and cry your heart out against his chest.
If you’re feeling stuck in your writing, instead of your usual methods, try changing things up a little! Some examples include:
Try freewriting
Dumping whatever is in your brain at the moment, no punctuation, no grammar, etc. This gets your creativity to turn ON and your inner editor to turn OFF.
Try writing by hand
If you usually write on your phone or laptop, try writing by hand. You don’t have to do your whole session this way. But if you’re feeling blocked, a screen might be keeping your inner editor on high alert. Writing by hand forces you to slow down and gives your brain a chance to run wild with ideas!
Try writing in a different space
If you always write at your desk at the same time every day, but it’s feeling pretty stale, try writing in a different location!
If you CAN’T write in a different location, try rearranging your desk, doing some stretches, and make a general attempt at breaking up any feelings of monotony.
Try writing something totally different for funsies
If you’ve been working on one project for a long time, it might get tedious. For example, if you usually write epic saga length sci-fi, try writing a contemporary mystery, or a fluffy holiday romance. It doesn’t have to be a full commitment project thing. You can just write a little bit to see what happens and explore!
Read read read
You might be running on empty without realizing it. So stock up on creativity! Refill your creative gas tank! If you’ve reached a point in your project where you feel as if you’ve forgotten how to put words together, read like CRAZY. This “reminds” you how to write and gives your brain something to work with when you get back to writing! :)
It’s something I’ve noticed over the past two years of using this site. It was gradual, imperceptible at first, something that most would brush off as a silly concern, or fault Tumblr algorithm for. While it’s true that Tumblr’s engine leaves a lot to be desired, I’ve noticed that even popular blogs have started to dwindle in terms of interaction or motivation. There could be a lot of reasons for this, but the biggest two I’ve noticed, experienced myself, and asked fellow writers about is this: (1) content being stolen, and (2) lack of feedback or interaction. I’ve never seen any logical person defend content being stolen, so I want to address point 2 instead.
Lack of feedback and interaction. I’m not saying this on my behalf so much as I’m saying this for friends and smaller blogs who have lost motivation to write. I was looking at my yandere writing blogs list the other day and noticed that a good majority of them no longer write. I usually update the list every few months, and by that point, more and more writers have stopped writing entirely. This isn’t a problem confined solely to the yandere fandom; in fact, there’s less writing blogs in general these days, especially ones that are active. I used to run a very popular BNHA blog with some friends, but that dissolved after our content was stolen and our followers stopped interacting as much. Out of our 8,500 followers, we hardly got 0.015% notes (~128 notes) on an average post. Tumblr is to blame for the lack of eyes seeing our posts, for sure, but that also means that at least 128 people saw one post and didn’t leave a comment or ask. We were considered a big blog; imagine what it’s like on a small blog.
My friend recently made a post that summed this up perfectly:
“I’ve seen people say “Be grateful that people even lurk on your page.” and, while I get the message they’re trying to say, it’s more dismissive and hurtful in my opinion. Like you’re saying, “Oh your writing is mediocre, you should be grateful people even LOOK at it.”
Me personally? I’ve heard the argument that AO3 is a better place to post fanfics, and while that might be true, I’ve had friends experience firsthand the lack of interaction there too. I’ve heard the argument that interacting with some writers is intimidating (me included). I’ve heard that argument that followers might be too shy to interact. I’ve heard the argument that writers should write for themselves and not for views / likes / reblogs / etc, and while that’s ideal, it’s not sustainable for everyone. What works for one writer won’t work for another, but you know what will? Interaction.
That comment or ask that took you 2 seconds to write? We remember it. That reblog with the compliments in the tags? We remember it. Every single ‘named’ anon we get (heart anon, sunflower anon, etc)? We remember them. And the best part is? It’s actually easier to do these things on Tumblr since you have the option to send anonymous asks or make a sideblog specifically for reblogs! Trust me, whether the lack of interaction is the cause of a lack of motivation or what have you, every writer appreciates feedback (don’t be shy to offer some critique or compliments) or even a simple keyboard smash with some emojis. Even sitting down for 5 min a day per week to comment on your favorite writers’ new pieces makes a huge difference. Personally, since Tumblr’s activity feed is beyond terrible and I have over 1,500 posts, I don’t always see new reblogs or comments on my content; asks though? Always see those, can never go wrong with those. If you don’t want to reblog or leave a comment, then you can never go wrong with an anonymous ask.
As my wise friend says: writing is an art, and in order to improve that art, we need other people’s eyes to see what we don’t.
For the sake of every writer (past, present, and future) on this platform, please share this post.
i agree with all of this, i do. you can even catch me doing some reblogging of my own. the thing is, when i reblog, i try my best to do more than a “great work!” (not that that’s bad), and more often than not, i usually don’t get a response from the author. don’t get me wrong - authors don’t have to send me a thank you, but at the same time, they expect people to interact with their posts? i just think that if authors want people to comment or reblog their work, they can take a little bit of their time thanking that person to the best of their ability. a simple “thank you” is fine for me. or, if so many people have commented they lost count, there can be a general “thank you everyone for your kind words and support.” i believe that’s a fair exchange, no? i just feel very ignored when an author doesn’t take two seconds of their own time to reply with a thank you and that discourages me from reblogging any of their other works. now, not all authors do this. there are some sweethearts that went as far as to dm me a thank you, and i’m not saying every author has to do that, but again, if you want interactions, respond to the ones you do receive.
Thank you so much for sharing this @sugaamykookies
I 💯 agree with you on this, having been on both side of the scale I empathize with both authors and readers!
Ive been that person who’ve commented on every single chapter, trying to provide feedback on every details of the story hoping the author will know their hard work is valued, and at times Ive only recieved very minimal response or sometimes no response at all! Nevertheless I still believe if i read sth and realy enjoy it its my duty as the author to reblog and provide feedback!
On the other side of it, having shared my own writting Ive recieved a few response or feedback, discouraging me from working on the upcoming update! In the meanwhile I get lovely readers who comment over the span of 1-2 months after the update but by then i would have felt demotivated and discouraged from working on the piece already! Perhaps my lack of interaction then discouraged the readers to provide further feedback or stay tuned bc it just took too long!
Its basically a vicious cycle that keeps feeding to its own!
It’s something I’ve noticed over the past two years of using this site. It was gradual, imperceptible at first, something that most would brush off as a silly concern, or fault Tumblr algorithm for. While it’s true that Tumblr’s engine leaves a lot to be desired, I’ve noticed that even popular blogs have started to dwindle in terms of interaction or motivation. There could be a lot of reasons for this, but the biggest two I’ve noticed, experienced myself, and asked fellow writers about is this: (1) content being stolen, and (2) lack of feedback or interaction. I’ve never seen any logical person defend content being stolen, so I want to address point 2 instead.
Lack of feedback and interaction. I’m not saying this on my behalf so much as I’m saying this for friends and smaller blogs who have lost motivation to write. I was looking at my yandere writing blogs list the other day and noticed that a good majority of them no longer write. I usually update the list every few months, and by that point, more and more writers have stopped writing entirely. This isn’t a problem confined solely to the yandere fandom; in fact, there’s less writing blogs in general these days, especially ones that are active. I used to run a very popular BNHA blog with some friends, but that dissolved after our content was stolen and our followers stopped interacting as much. Out of our 8,500 followers, we hardly got 0.015% notes (~128 notes) on an average post. Tumblr is to blame for the lack of eyes seeing our posts, for sure, but that also means that at least 128 people saw one post and didn’t leave a comment or ask. We were considered a big blog; imagine what it’s like on a small blog.
My friend recently made a post that summed this up perfectly:
“I’ve seen people say “Be grateful that people even lurk on your page.” and, while I get the message they’re trying to say, it’s more dismissive and hurtful in my opinion. Like you’re saying, “Oh your writing is mediocre, you should be grateful people even LOOK at it.”
Me personally? I’ve heard the argument that AO3 is a better place to post fanfics, and while that might be true, I’ve had friends experience firsthand the lack of interaction there too. I’ve heard the argument that interacting with some writers is intimidating (me included). I’ve heard that argument that followers might be too shy to interact. I’ve heard the argument that writers should write for themselves and not for views / likes / reblogs / etc, and while that’s ideal, it’s not sustainable for everyone. What works for one writer won’t work for another, but you know what will? Interaction.
That comment or ask that took you 2 seconds to write? We remember it. That reblog with the compliments in the tags? We remember it. Every single ‘named’ anon we get (heart anon, sunflower anon, etc)? We remember them. And the best part is? It’s actually easier to do these things on Tumblr since you have the option to send anonymous asks or make a sideblog specifically for reblogs! Trust me, whether the lack of interaction is the cause of a lack of motivation or what have you, every writer appreciates feedback (don’t be shy to offer some critique or compliments) or even a simple keyboard smash with some emojis. Even sitting down for 5 min a day per week to comment on your favorite writers’ new pieces makes a huge difference. Personally, since Tumblr’s activity feed is beyond terrible and I have over 1,500 posts, I don’t always see new reblogs or comments on my content; asks though? Always see those, can never go wrong with those. If you don’t want to reblog or leave a comment, then you can never go wrong with an anonymous ask.
As my wise friend says: writing is an art, and in order to improve that art, we need other people’s eyes to see what we don’t.
For the sake of every writer (past, present, and future) on this platform, please share this post.
you’re going to love again, find a job again, create art again, do what you love again, feel powerful again. you’re going to be back on track. i don’t know when, but you are going to feel like yourself again, eventually. this isn’t the end. hang in there.
@yeonki-minnie when I say I sobbed seeing your reblog Im not joking, I had the shittiest day today and this messege just turned everything around 😭😭🥺Thank you
you’re going to love again, find a job again, create art again, do what you love again, feel powerful again. you’re going to be back on track. i don’t know when, but you are going to feel like yourself again, eventually. this isn’t the end. hang in there.
chapter warnings: smut, Unprotected sex, multiple orgasms, overstimulation, mentions of asthma symptoms, Jungkook being petty the whole time, Some fluff if you squint hard enough
Genre: Smut, Soccer AU, College AU
Pairings: Soccer Player! Jungkook X Sports Trainer! Reader
Word Count: 2k
Other BTS members all make a cameo as well because I’m an OT7 Trash!
You work as a sports trainer, providing basic first aid and injury management for the Hanguk University’s soccer team. Going with your mundane life of caring for the dozen of guys hurting themselves in the soccer game takes a turn when one of the guys catches your eyes. It’s not his breathtakingly good looks or his muscular athletic body usually seducing girls at the campus that catches your eyes. But the action plan in your kit, indicating he is diagnosed with Asthma is what draws your eyes time and time again to the Golden Boy of Hanguk University.
Warning: Slow burn, eventual smut, Taehyung being a freaking tease the whole time, Also Jimin not letting the female MC live for one day, Fuckboy!Jungkook, Asthmatic! Jungkook , mentions of episodes of Asthma, Take your Ventolin kids, Take your medications kids!
chapter warnings: smut, Unprotected sex, multiple orgasms, overstimulation, mentions of asthma symptoms, Jungkook being petty the whole time, Some fluff if you squint hard enough
Genre: Smut, Soccer AU, College AU
Pairings: Soccer Player! Jungkook X Sports Trainer! Reader
Word Count: 2k
Other BTS members all make a cameo as well because I’m an OT7 Trash!
You work as a sports trainer, providing basic first aid and injury management for the Hanguk University’s soccer team. Going with your mundane life of caring for the dozen of guys hurting themselves in the soccer game takes a turn when one of the guys catches your eyes. It’s not his breathtakingly good looks or his muscular athletic body usually seducing girls at the campus that catches your eyes. But the action plan in your kit, indicating he is diagnosed with Asthma is what draws your eyes time and time again to the Golden Boy of Hanguk University.
Warning: Slow burn, eventual smut, Taehyung being a freaking tease the whole time, Also Jimin not letting the female MC live for one day, Fuckboy!Jungkook, Asthmatic! Jungkook , mentions of episodes of Asthma, Take your Ventolin kids, Take your medications kids!
Your hands reach for the door, hesitating on the air before finally coming to a strong knock. You feel the thumbing of your heart against your chest, waiting for the door to open. The silence of the night reminds you that the guy may be sleeping and rocking up to his door may not have been the best choice. You’re almost turning around to leave when you hear the footsteps and the guy’s muffled voice across the door.
“KIM TAEHYUNG, how many times should I tell you take your key with you-” he yells across the wooden surface, but his voice immediately silences when he finally open the door and he sees you waiting behind it “Y/N!” he calls with a lost tone
“Hey,” you flash a forced smile, waving awkwardly “It’s me!” you watch the guy in his oversized shirt, hair damp and the droplets of moister running down the side of his neck indicating he just came out of the shower
“What are you doing here?” he furrows his eyebrows, stepping forward to look behind you as if he’s looking for someone else “Where is Tae?”
“He’s still at the party,” you explain, arm wrapping around yourself soothingly “I burrowed his car,” you continue before peeking behind him “Can I come in?”
“O-Oh sure,” he nods immediately shifting away from the entrance and letting you in and you can’t help to breath in the musk scent of his body mist which already causes a turmoil in your heart
“Tae said you weren’t feeling well,” you explain as you enter the house, watching as he closes the door behind you “I got a bit worried, especially because of what happened after game.”
“Yeah,” he nods, walking ahead of you as if he’s running away from meeting you gaze “I wasn’t feeling too well.”
You follow the guy to his room, watching him search in his cupboard for his inhaler. He spares a look at you, and you chuckle quietly as you watch him immediately reach for the spacer as if he reads your mind before assembling the device.
He sits down on the bed and tilts his head back, exposing his precipitating neck even more as he presses the device against his lips and takes a deep breath in as he presses the canister. You silently count to ten, watching him closely before his finally distances the device and shoves it back in the nightstand draw.
“Thanks for coming,” he murmurs, eyes still fixed on the carpet and avoiding yours “Its nice knowing you still care.”
“I thought you said I was nosy!” you state with a mocking tone
“I know,” he nods with a flustered tone “It’s just that it’s driving me crazy,” he shakes his head, eyes still glued to the floor “The way you just ignore me when you see me,” he shuts his eyes as he adds “the way you just walk off to someone else’s arms like we’ve had nothing.”
“Someone else?” you repeat in a confused tone
“Park Jimin,” the name rolls off his tongue and you can clearly hear the disdain in his tone “It drives me mad whenever I see you with him.” He confesses, following with a sigh
“Well, it’s not like we’re dating,” you explain nonchalantly “Just like you have the freedom to fuck Yeri, I have the freedom to fuck Jimi- “
“F-Fine,” Jungkook interrupts, bringing his dark eyes to you and you can clearly see the rage in his doe eyes “I hear you,” he sighs “You’re free to fuck anyone, but I just hoped-” he hesitates before standing up and walking closer to you “I just hoped that’s me.”
“J-Jeon,” you look at the guy as he closes the gap between you and cages you against his wall “We talked about this- “
“I’ll show you I’m better than him,” he says, in a frustrated tone “Just give me a chance.”
“Jeon, this is not a competition,” you sigh, arms moving up to hold against his chest “Also you were just about to sleep with Yeri-“
“I didn’t sleep with her,” he interrupts, looking at you with a genuine “I don’t want her,” he says with hooded eyes “I want you.”
“Jungkook-“
“I only want you,” he inches closer, warm breath hitting your lips “I want you so bad it hurts,” he says, voice trembling in need “The way you look at me when you’re worried,” he gulps as if he’s reliving his memories “The way you know everything about my body,” his eyes shift between your eyes and your lips “the way you check my breathing every time,” he sighs as he lowers his head, as if he’s refraining himself from the action that may follow “It just drives me crazy.”
Your eyes widen as the words start to settle in your mind, your already shaken thoughts trembling further as you hear each word echoe in the silence of his room. You stare back at the guy, arms hanging by your side but tickling to pull the guy closer.
“Joon will kill me for this,” you state after a long pause and watch as the guy mouths a quiet what as you reach for his hair, pulling him by the strands closer to press your lips on him.
The guy hesitates for only a second before wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you close to him. He moves his lips on yours in a paced manner, exploring every corner of your lips as he presses your body to his.
You gasp as you feel the guy lift you off the floor, letting him entrance as he darts his tongue between your lips and walk back towards his bed. Your arms unconsciously hold firmly on his shoulders, the muscles tensing under your touch as he twirls you around before placing you on his bed and hovering over you.
His hand reach down to the hem of your top, rolling it over your chest and up to your neck smoothly before breaking the kiss to shift it off and around your neck. Your hands immediately shift down to his oversized black shirt and copy his action leaving the guy’s chest bare and giving you a good view to his tones abs.
“Like what you see?” He smirks as he catches your eyes in awe of his perfect body, chuckling as you avert your gaze immediately, cheeks flushing
“I’m glad I just worked out,” the guy states as he grabs your hand and rests it on your abdomen, right above his south where he knows you’ve been avoiding looking at “I’m all yours babe,” he murmurs in a deep tone “All of me.”
You jolt as he leans down and presses his lips against your jaw, toying with the soft flesh of and working his way down to your neck to find your sweet spot. You moan as he carves his mark on your neck, sucking and abusing the wounded flesh with his tongue, leaving you a moaning mess under him.
A loud moan slips through your lips as he presses his clothed bulge on your centre, while his lips shift dangerously closer to your breasts. His hands then drift around your back to unclip your bra and release your mounds from the restraint of the cloth.
“Oh God!” you gasp he circles your hard nipples in his warm mouth, while one of his hands massage your other breast as you felt the drips of arousal soaking your panties.
He groans as he feels your wetness through the soft fabric of your jeans, his cock warm and hard, ready to be release from the cage of his sweats.
“Kook I need you,” you demand, pulling the guy’s head from your chest and looking straight into his eyes “Now!”
“Fuck,” he sighs and you can tell your words affected him by the way his cock jerks in his pants against your clothed core “I thought you’d never ask.” He says in a rushed tone before proceeding to peel your jeans off your thighs and throwing them somewhere in his room.
You cant help but notice how his grey sweats tent up as he stares down at your arousal, his eyes dark and hooded as his palm automatically reaches down to toy with your pussy.
“Holy shit,” you moan and writh under his touch as his palm heel circles against your panties right on your clit, feeling the electric jitters all over your body as you continue to soak the fabric “K-Kook, Please.”
“Do you like that?” He smirks, finding your reaction amusing as he continues to tease your clothed pussy, and you buck your hip against his palm to create more friction
“S-Shit,” you sigh, feeling your high approaching “I’m not gonna last long-“
“Go on babe,” he smirks mischievously as he speeds his hand up, reaching up with his other hand to pinch and circle your nipples “Cum for me.”
“God, Oh My God,” you moan as you arch your back, feeling the rush of orgasm nearing as the static tingles all over your body “HOLY FUCK!” you cry, shutting your eyes closed and shaking under his touch as you finally reach your high.
He continues to toy your clit with his hand, riding your orgasm out as you continue to wither and shake from the aftershocks of what just happened, body feeling limp and lethargic as he rides you to overstimulation.
“K-Kook, Please-“ you reach for his hand, parting your lids and eyes teary “It hurts.”
“Does it now?” he asks in a naughty tone and he ceases his movement, before peeling your soaked panties off your pussy, “now you know how I felt when you left with Park Jimin!”
“You’re so petty!” you retort with a scoff , pushing your thighs together to hide your soaked centre
“You don’t even know, baby” he smirks, and you watch as he rolls his sweats off his legs showing off his massive and muscular thighs along with his tented boxers hugging around his cock “I’ll be even pettier when I fuck you harder and better than Park Jimin.”
“W-What-“ you look back at him with a confused look but the guy is too quick, rolling his boxers off and hovering back over you to position himself against your now exposed pussy “Jungkook I cant-FUCK!” you gasp and arch your back as he enters you, not truly realizing how big the guy is before you look down and realize he’s only half way in
“We had the appetizer,” he explains as he bucks his head forward and cautiously, monitoring your reaction as every inch sinks deeper inside you “Now its time for main course isn’t it?”
“K-Kook I just came,” you argue in a breathy sound, your trembling voice and your ridiculously soaked pussy engulfing every inch of him proving otherwise “I don’t think I can-“
“Maybe not with Park Jimin,” he smirks, leaning closer to place a quick peck on your lips as he pushes one last time and fills you up to the brim “But its different with me!” he states and starts to thrust in and out of you in a slow but consistent manner
“Fuck,” you moan as you feel his girth sliding in and out of you, hitting every deep spot you need him to
“You know how much I waited,” Jungkook groans against your skin, bottoming out in you as your tight walls hug around his throbbing cock “How much I wanted to be inside you,” he continues the sinful words against the skin of your neck “I wanted to feel you.”
“P-Please,” you stutter, hip bucking up to meet his pace and create more contact with his “M-More, Please!” you beg and the guy immediately knows what to do, his skilled hips swirling around and quickening his pace
“SHIT,” you wince as every thrust of his cock meets the sweet spot of your cervix, “holy shit,” you groan, chest rising and back arching with each push of his hip bone against your clit
“You like that don’t you?” He smirks, slowing his pace again, swirling his hip bone against your clit purposefully “Look at you all fucked out for me,” he sighs as he watches your lose control as he toys with your clit “You’re gonna cum all over my cock don you?”
“Y-Yes,” you moan, leg curling around his waist to pull him closer “Holy shit, I’m gonna cum again Kook!”
“See?” his breathy chuckles vibrates against your skin as he quickens his pace “I told you I can make you cum again,” he presses his arms against the bed, caging your body with his arms and continues to hit every sweet spot inside your walls with his purposefully quick thrusts “told you I’ll make you cum better than Park Jimin!”
“Shit Shit,” you wince as you feel your orgasm building up again, your pussy clenching hard around the guy, making his hip stutter against yours “I’m not gonna last long-“
“Fuck,” he groans, pressing his palm on the bed and beside your body “Cum for me babe,” he orders, picking up his pace “Make a mess around my cock babe.”
“Oh Fuck,” you sigh, head rolling back and vision blurry as you feel yourself right around the edge “There, There,” you say in a pleading tone “HOLY SHIT!” you body writhes as the waves of pleasure hits you more quickly than you expect and you only make sense of it as you feel Jungkook’s thumb circling on your clit to throw your right off the edge “K-KOOK FUCK!” You gasp, body shaking and writhing under his touch as he rides your orgasm.’
This time however, he is nice enough to cease his thumb toying with your clit but continue to thrust in and out slowly as he watches you come down from your second high.
“Wait for me babe,” he groans in a breathy tone, his hips stuttering “Just a bit more,” he whines in a pleading tone and you continue to watch the guy’s orgasmic fac. But his show doesn’t last long as he finally cums in your with a few more thrusts.
“God,” you press your forearm against your eyes, feeling his weight pushing your fatigued body against the mattress as his hip comes to cease against your pussy “You’ll be the death of me Jeon!”
“Its Kook, Darling!” he reminds in a warning tone before he finally pulls out of you in a quick motion and you immediately uncover your eyes to question him.
“What are you doi-“ you start but watch as the guy immediately reach for the draw beside his bed and grab the inhaler to press against his lip and press the canister to deliver the medication in his lungs “Oh!” you sigh, looking at him with concerned eyes as he throws himself by your side, head tilting back to take in the medication
“Are you okay?” you immediately scoot closer to him
“Now there there,” he chuckles as he pushes the device back in the draw and rushes back to push his heavy weight over you “You’re not gonna make me go for third round with those worried eyes again, will you!”
“What happened?” is all you can force out, all the glory and static of your orgasm shifting off and your sanity settling back in as you start counting his breath “You’re breathing quickly.”
“Well would you believe me if I say,” he starts, biting the corner of his lips as he stares into your eyes, tucking the lock of your hair falling on your face behind your ear as he murmurs “you take my breath away baby!”
His grin widens as he watches your eyes curling into a smile and you push the guy’s chest as you feel yourself cringing “THAT’S SO FUCKING CHEESY!” you groan as you scramble to cover yourself with his soft blanket
“That’s better,” he chuckles as he helps your cover your body with his blanket, locking your body against his with a leg wrapping around your body “That’s more like the girl I know!”
“Whatever,” you murmur, settling against his chest “Wake me up in 15 minutes,” you suggest “I’ll go before Taehyung comes home.”
“You can stay over tonight,” Jungkook suggest, and you immediately furrow your brows at his proposition “And we can get some breakfast tomorrow.”
You wince at the thoughts, the thoughts that you’re probably another girl he boned in his bed and probably will go through his fuckboy rituals like everyone else. He probably offers everyone a complimentary breakfast as an aftercare just to make sure everyone come back for more of his fuckboy antiques.
“Thanks Jeon but its fine,” you offer a genuine smile as you stare at him “You’ve already done enough to return the favor,” you explain “you don’t owe me anything!”
“But-“ he parts his lips to argue but you quickly shift around, facing away from him
“Hush,” you respond, gulping the lump in your throat “Wake me up in 15’!” you order before shutting you teary eyes together and falling asleep.
Pairings: Soccer Player! Jungkook X Sports Trainer! Reader
Word Count: 2k
Other BTS members all make a cameo as well because I’m an OT7 Trash!
You work as a sports trainer, providing basic first aid and injury management for the Hanguk University’s soccer team. Going with your mundane life of caring for the dozen of guys hurting themselves in the soccer game takes a turn when one of the guys catches your eyes. It’s not his breathtakingly good looks or his muscular athletic body usually seducing girls at the campus that catches your eyes. But the action plan in your kit, indicating he is diagnosed with Asthma is what draws your eyes time and time again to the Golden Boy of Hanguk University.
Warning: Slow burn, eventual smut, Taehyung being a freaking tease the whole time, Also Jimin not letting the female MC live for one day, Fuckboy!Jungkook, Asthmatic! Jungkook , mentions of episodes of Asthma, Take your Ventolin kids, Take your medications kids!
Pairings: Soccer Player! Jungkook X Sports Trainer! Reader
Word Count: 2k
Other BTS members all make a cameo as well because I’m an OT7 Trash!
You work as a sports trainer, providing basic first aid and injury management for the Hanguk University’s soccer team. Going with your mundane life of caring for the dozen of guys hurting themselves in the soccer game takes a turn when one of the guys catches your eyes. It’s not his breathtakingly good looks or his muscular athletic body usually seducing girls at the campus that catches your eyes. But the action plan in your kit, indicating he is diagnosed with Asthma is what draws your eyes time and time again to the Golden Boy of Hanguk University.
Warning: Slow burn, eventual smut, Taehyung being a freaking tease the whole time, Also Jimin not letting the female MC live for one day, Fuckboy!Jungkook, Asthmatic! Jungkook , mentions of episodes of Asthma, Take your Ventolin kids, Take your medications kids!
“Congrats,” you hold your arms out for your best friend, who’s standing in a corner with his teammates “You did it, Jimin told me you scored 2 goals this time.”
“Of course, I did,” Joon beams, showing up his dimples as he throws himself in your embrace “so when am I getting my breakfast?”
“Ugh of course,” you roll your eyes “How could I even think you’d forget?”
“Why would I forget,” he chuckles “The only thing I could focus on the whole game was the breakfast buffet I’ll get if I score two goals this game.”
“Joon, don’t let anyone hear this,” you sigh shaking your head in disbelief “you’re the captain of the team.”
“Oh, honey I’m not even the worst,” he laughs “Half of these guys were only playing for the hook up they’ll score tonight,” he points at his teammates, each scattered around and flirting with girls, showing off their victory from the earlier game “They’re technically like soldiers coming back from serving country, popularity is at all times high.”
“Yeah, that makes sense,” you nod, eye rolling around the room “Explains why your minion disappeared the moment we entered the place.”
“Jimin?” he asks, furrowing his eyebrows “he’ll be back soon, I told him to keep you close to him tonight.”
“Joon-“ you start but your friend quickly dismisses you
“Listen to me please,” Joon speaks up “hang around Jimin for tonight, just in case Jiwoo and I need to dip.”
“When are you guys planning to tell Hoseok?” you ask, spatting Jimin’s hand away “Because honestly I had enough of your hide and seek game.”
“Hanguk boys are here,” Joon stares right at your eyes, before motioning his head to a certain direction “your Golden boy has been eyeing you since you got here.”
Your eyes flick to where Namjoon is pointing at and immediately meet Jungkook’s gaze, he is sitting in one of the comfortable leather couches, the girl who now you know is called Yeri plastered on his lap. He’s holding a bottle of beer with one hand and holding the girl’s disproportionately small waist compared to her hips with the other, but his eyes are clearly on you.
You watch as the girl places a white cigarette stick on his lips and brings the lighter closer to him, he glances at her for a brief second before looking back at you.
“Well, he seems occupied,” you stare right into his dark eyes before looking at Joon “So I’m gonna go entertain myself if you don’t mind!” you say with a bitter tone before turning on your heels and walking off
You hear your friend calling after you but all you can think about is to get away from the scene and Jungkook who’s obviously decided to enjoy his night. You quickly walk off to the bathroom, locking yourself in the place and resting your back on the wall.
“Get yourself together,” you scold yourself as you run your fingers through your hair “He’s free to fuck anyone he wants,” you sigh trying to convince yourself “It’s not like you own him or something.”
You stare at yourself in the mirror, heart clenching as you unconsciously start to compare your appearance with the girl who you just saw with him, giving yourself a failing score in all matters.
“Fuck this,” you mutter through gritted teeth “Get out there and enjoy your night,” you murmur “he was just a hook up, that’s it.”
You twist the doorknob and step out, determined to change the night over for yourself. So, you step through the hallway, walking through masses of college kids drinking and flirting with each other.
“Angel,” you hear Jimin calling for you from the end of the hallway “Here!” he waves and you unconsciously smile at the guy’s goofy action
“Whatever,” you sigh “Just hang around Joon’s minion for tonight, it can’t be that bad-“ you’re wondering with yourself when you feel a strong hold on your arm yanking you in the opposite direction
“What the fuck-“ you turn around and feel your body pulled into one of the rooms in the hallway in a quick motion. Before you know, you’re inside the dark room with your back against the door and Hanguk’s golden boy standing dangerously close to you.
“Jeon,” you call with a lost tone, trying to make the calculations of how he showed up here when he was just in Yeri’s arms a few minutes ago “W-What-“
“Kook,” he demands, staring at you with trembling eyes “I told you to call me Kook!”
“Weren’t you busy?” you scoff, searching his expression “Is Yeri not entertaining you enough?” you ask in a venomous tone, and the bitterness in your words surprises you
“I-“ he raises an eyebrow, slightly surprised by your tone “Are you jealous?” he asks with a faint smirk
“Of course not,” you quickly avert your gaze to hide your lie “You were pretty excited to see her earlier!”
“Why didn’t you stop me?” He asks in a dark tone, ignoring your statement
“What?” you furrow your eyebrows
“You didn’t stop me from smoking,” he asks as he stares back at you “I thought you care what I do or don’t before the finals.”
You part your lips to say something but immediately shut them back together, realising the truth is something you can’t express. Of course, you cared if he smoked or not, but you also wanted to avoid approaching him while he showed off his fuckboy nature with Yeri plastered all over his thighs.
“Was it really just a college hook up for you?” he asks interrupting your thoughts “did you only care about my health until you got your college hook-up?” he scoffs as he stares at you with angry eyes
“Kook,” you call, using the name deliberately “Your girlfriend is waiting somewhere out there-“
“She’s not my girlfriend,” he corrects with an annoyed tone “answer my question!”
“It doesn’t matter what I think,” you explain with a bitter tone “you’re an adult and you can make your own decision, Kook!”
“Is it because of your friends?” he asks looking into yours for an answer “You’ve been acting so cold and dismissive since that night,” he explains in a frustrated tone “If you’re worried someone will find out, I promise I’ll keep it a secret.”
“Of course,” you spit in a bitter tone, somehow those words cutting deeper into your already fresh wound “you wouldn’t want anyone to know you’re hooking up with a girl like me, right?” you repeat his words from before
“What-“ he repeats with a lost tone “I only said that because-“ he reasons but immediately pauses as if he’s worried about his words so he starts again “If that’s what you want, I’m happy to just keep things at that,” he sighs as he looks at you with a nervous look “we can casually hook up and keep it a secret if you want.”
“It was a mistake,” you finally let out the words interrupting him, not bearing to be humiliated more “I lied,” you continue with a defeated tone “I never planned to hook up with you, not even once,” you confess “I don’t know what came to me, but that night was a definitely a big mistake, Jeon.”
You watch as his eyes grow darker and darker with each word that leaves your mouth, his cocky smirk replacing itself with furrowed eyebrows and unimpressed eyes.
“You said you want me,” he starts, voice growing deeper with each syllabus “you cam all over my fingers,” he continues as the hold on your arms grow firmer “And now you’re telling me it was all a mistake?”
“I-“you gulp, staring back at him as your cheeks flush in embarrassment “That was my instincts and not my brain,” you explain, “I don’t do casual hookups,” you add hesitating to chew your words before muttering “Specially not with guys like you.”
“Guys like me?” He smirks darkly, “You didn’t mind a guy like me when I was knuckles deep and you were begging me to cum,” he spits through clenched mouth “Fine!” he scoffs, looking away to regain his composure, his old cold and distance eyes settling back to his face as he looks back at you.
You feel your heart sinking as you suddenly realise the Jungkook you’ve come to known and wanted to believe exists is faraway from Hanguk’s golden boy and his fuckboy antiques.
“I was just trying to pay you back the favour for helping me,” he says in a haughty tone and your cheeks flush in embarrassment at the expense of his words “I hope that returned some of the favour.” He scoffs in a sarcastic tone
“It was an unforgettable experience,” you retort back with a bitter tone “once in a lifetime.” You add and glance away coldly, pushing pas the guy to leave the room and the most humiliating experience of your life.
You step out and immediately face Jimin who’s standing behind the door, looking at you with knowing eyes.
“J-Jimin,” you gulp nervously, eyes glancing around to ensure no one else from your friend groups are around
“I was looking for your Angel,” he flashes his mischievous grin “I saw you going in there and I though-OH!“ his eyes widen as Jungkook steps out of the room behind you
“Hey Park,” Jungkook greets, pressing his body against your back in a purposeful manner “What’s up?”
“I think I should ask you guys that question,” he smirks, looking between you and Jungkook “What’s up Angel?”
“N-Nothing,” you shrug, averting your gaze “We were just discussing something about the game today.”
“Game huh!” Jimin repeats, his playful smirk proving he hasn’t bought into your lies
“Why? Do you have any problems Park?” Jungkook asks in a sharp tone, “Because if you do we can have a chat about it.”
“Not really,” Jimin throws his shoulder up, and for the first time you notice Jimin is slightly bothered by the guy’s words “Joon Hyung is looking for you, Shall we go Angel?” he calls your nickname with a dark smirk
“Jungkook!” The three of you look at the source of the voice, watching Yeri approaching you “I was looking for you,” The girl states as she spares a dismissive look at you before grabbing the guy’s arm and pulling him down for a peck on his lips “Yugyeom and Tae are looking for teams for beer pong.”
You watch the interaction for a few seconds before quickly glancing away and walking away from them “Let’s go, Park!” you order, walking ahead of the guy
Jimin follows you, matching his footsteps with your quick ones “How much?”
“What?” You stop and glance at him with a confused look
“How much will you pay me to keep what I just saw a secret from Joon Hyung?” Jimin asks with a knowing smile
“We didn’t do anything-“
“NAMJOON HYUNG!” he doesn’t let you finish as he waves for your friend a few metres away “Y/N and Hanguk’s Go-Nghhh.”
You quickly cover the guy’s lips “Fine,” you whisper in a warning tone “Call you price.” You demand and uncover his lips as he flashes you a content smile
“Brunch tomorrow,” he states with a naughty grin “I’ll pick you up from your place.”
“Alright,” you nod quickly “If I know you said anything to Joon I will personally chop your dick off-“
“Ssshhh,” Jimin hushes as he reaches to tuck your hair behind your ear “Don’t talk about my cock like that,” he warns in a deep tone “You’ll regret it when I finally rail you with the same cock Angel!”
“In your dreams!” You roll your eyes, turning on your heels and walking to where your friends are standing together
“FINALLY HERE,” Joon calls in a tipsy tone and you wonder how much the guy had to drink since you were gone “I was starting to get worried you’re caught in the Golden trap.” He winks
“Give me a break, Joon.” you sigh, grabbing a bottle of beer from Jiwoo
“The only trap she’ll fall in is my trap,” Jimin wraps his arms around your torso and pulls you together
“Well I’m glad you’re here,” Joon chuckles as he points at Hoseok a few metres away “Because I need you to distract your Captain so Jiwoo and I can dip.”
“So you were worried about yourself,” you roll your eyes and Jiwoo giggles at your bitter words as you swat Jimin’s hand away
“Thank you, Y/N!” Jiwoo hugs your from behind
“Use protection!” You warn “I’m not ready to deal with the mini version of you two yet!” you say as you wave your hand without looking back and walk towards Hoseok
“Captain,” you call and the guy looks back at you with an affectionate smile, making you feel guilty for the sinful plan you have for him “Congrats!”
“Thanks, Y/N!” his grin widens, his expression shining in joy in an endearing way as he hugs you “Its all thanks to your hard work,” he giggles before adding “and your killer strapping skills.”
“Of course,” you nod with a serious tone “I’m hands down carrying this team on my shoulder, Cap!”
“Well you’re doing a great job,” Hoseok smiles in a tipsy tone “Its reassuring to have you with us, Y/N!”
“What’s with the sentiments cap?” You chuckle, ruffling the guy’s dark brown hair “Are you planning to retire or something?” you joke but your smile immediately fades as you watch the guy bite his lips
“Well I was gonna keep it a secret until the end of this season,” he murmurs, looking around cautiously “It’s a secret, I don’t want the guys to get distracted by the news.”
“Sure,” you force out the words “I mean since you’re a senior, I expected it but I guess I didn’t expect it so soon.”
“I got offered a conditional place in the nationals for next year,” he explains in a quiet tone, hesitating before his next words “Yoongi Hyung talked to them for me,” he immediately bits his lips as he mutters “Are you guys still not talking?”
“Well not really,” you force a smile at the mention of the guy “But I’m glad that bastard came to some use,” you smile “I’m really happy for your Hoseok, you deserved it.”
“Thanks,” he smiles shyly, scratching the back of his head “I’ll miss your killer massages next year.”
“Well you know where to find me if you need one!” you reply and you both laugh together
“CAPTAIN!” Taehyung shouts as he walks to you “Hey Sugar,” he waves before bringing his eyes to the older “We need someone for beer pong, do you wanna join?”
Your phone vibrates in your pocket as Taehyung is speaking and you immediately check the screen to find Namjoon’s message reading “The field is clear!” so you let out a sigh in relief, knowing your mission is successfully finished.
“I thought you guys have enough,” Hoseok speaks up “What happened?”
“We need some to pair with Yura,” Taehyung says and you immediately look up, all attention on him at the mention of her “Jeon already left?”
“What?” you ask immediately, interrupting the conversation “Where did he go?”
“Not sure,” Tae shrugs “He said he’s feeling tired from the game, I think he wasn’t feeling well.”
“Alright, I’ll join!” Hoseok nods and the two are about to leave when you hold Taehyung’s wrist
“Taehyung,” you call, looking at him with nervous eyes “Can I burrow your car?”
“My car?” he asks in a lost tone “Why?”
“I-“ you gulp, trying to come up with a reason but all you can think about is Jungkook and the fact that he’s not doing well “Can I just have it?” you sigh in a defeated tone
“Mhmm,” He smirks, looking at you with suspicious eyes before fishing for his car key and placing it on your palm “All yours sugar,” he says as he stuffs his hands in his pocket “Just tell that punk that he owes me one, Alright?”
You sigh, cheeks flushing at his words, realising he knows exactly why you need his car.
“Alright, see ya!” you mutter before turning on your heels and leaving him behind
Pairings: Soccer Player! Jungkook X Sports Trainer! Reader
Word Count: 2k
Other BTS members all make a cameo as well because I’m an OT7 Trash!
You work as a sports trainer, providing basic first aid and injury management for the Hanguk University’s soccer team. Going with your mundane life of caring for the dozen of guys hurting themselves in the soccer game takes a turn when one of the guys catches your eyes. It’s not his breathtakingly good looks or his muscular athletic body usually seducing girls at the campus that catches your eyes. But the action plan in your kit, indicating he is diagnosed with Asthma is what draws your eyes time and time again to the Golden Boy of Hanguk University.
Warning: Slow burn, eventual smut, Taehyung being a freaking tease the whole time, Also Jimin not letting the female MC live for one day, Fuckboy!Jungkook, Asthmatic! Jungkook , mentions of episodes of Asthma, Take your Ventolin kids, Take your medications kids!
Pairings: Soccer Player! Jungkook X Sports Trainer! Reader
You work as a sports trainer, providing basic first aid and injury management for the Hanguk University’s soccer team. Going with your mundane life of caring for the dozen of guys hurting themselves in the soccer game takes a turn when one of the guys catches your eyes. It’s not his breathtakingly good looks or his muscular athletic body usually seducing girls at the campus that catches your eyes. But the action plan in your kit, indicating he is diagnosed with Asthma is what draws your eyes time and time again to the Golden Boy of Hanguk University.
Warning: Taehyung being a freaking tease the whole time, Also Jimin not letting the female MC live for one day, Fuckboy!Jungkook, Asthmatic! Jungkook , mentions of episodes of Asthma, Take your Ventolin kids, Take your medications kids!
Pairings: Soccer Player! Jungkook X Sports Trainer! Reader
Word Count: 2k
Other BTS members all make a cameo as well because I’m an OT7 Trash!
You work as a sports trainer, providing basic first aid and injury management for the Hanguk University’s soccer team. Going with your mundane life of caring for the dozen of guys hurting themselves in the soccer game takes a turn when one of the guys catches your eyes. It’s not his breathtakingly good looks or his muscular athletic body usually seducing girls at the campus that catches your eyes. But the action plan in your kit, indicating he is diagnosed with Asthma is what draws your eyes time and time again to the Golden Boy of Hanguk University.
Warning: Slow burn, eventual smut, Taehyung being a freaking tease the whole time, Also Jimin not letting the female MC live for one day, Fuckboy!Jungkook, Asthmatic! Jungkook , mentions of episodes of Asthma, Take your Ventolin kids, Take your medications kids!
Your eyes travel between the coach who’s screaming at the guys on the field and the big billboard showing the scores, pitying the old man’s throat which you're sure is gonna be sore for the next few days. The finals have officially started and tonight Hanguk is up against Yonsei University’s team, to decide which team will go up against SNU later that week.
It was no surprise that SNU would go up the ladder but you were still proud when your best friend called you earlier that afternoon declaring his win against Korea University with his usual cocky tone. You couldn’t help but feel the tension as the Hanguk guys entered the field knowing their opponent has already kicked another team’s ass.
It probably explained why you’ve dealt with 3 rolled ankles, 2 suspected knee ligament injuries and 1 person being carried off on the stretcher to reach the 88th minute of the game. You sigh impatiently as your eyes continues to flick back to the guy you’ve been trying to avoid looking at the whole game.
Jungkook is running in the midfield as always, gasping for his life, sweat rolling down his neck into his chest making his shirt stick to his perfectly tones body and show them off even more. It would be a sensual image if you didn’t know about his asthma, the way his lips part as he gasps for air, the way his chest rises with each breath, but all you can focus on right now was the way his breathing kept reducing in depth and increases in rate.
You finally sigh in relief as the two remaining minutes come to an end with the familiar whistle, and you immediately grab your kit and run back to the training room, trying to gather your thoughts and your fast beating heart together.
“Pull yourself together,” you whisper to yourself as you open your kit and start to empty it on the table “The guy finger fucked you once and you’re here losing your mind over him,” you remind yourself under your breath “GET. IT. TOGETHER-“
“Y/N!” you hear the captain and immediately turn around to face him "I need help!"
“What’s up?” you ask with concern “did you hurt yourself?”
“Not me,” He shakes his head with a flustered tone, gasping for air and visibly exhausted “Jeon-“
“Fuck,” you don’t let him finish as you quickly bend down and grab the small oxygen can spray and the bag of his medication and run with him “where is he?”
“I saw him walking to the changing room on the other side,” he runs with you, forcing the words between his gasps for air “he probably doesn’t want the other guys notice.”
“Of course,” you mutter through gritted teeth “Jeon and his big stupid ego,” you state as you fasten your footsteps towards the hidden changing room on the other side of the field “He rather die than anyone knowing he’s struggling.”
You notice Hoseok’s confused look after your statement, but you decide to ignore it for now, as you know getting to the idiot who’s probably struggling on his own in the changing room is more of a priority.
“Can you call Dr Kim?” you ask Hoseok as you arrive at the room and find the guy sitting inside as you’d both expect “Tell him it’s an emergency for Jeon.”
“Sure, will be back!” he nods, as he immediately runs back to the office
You enter the changing room, finding the guy sitting on the wooden bench, elbows on his knees and gasping for air.
“Are you okay?” you ask as you quickly kneel in front of him, setting up his medication on the spacer and handing it to him
“The usual,” he states in a quiet tone, and you’re surprised that he doesn’t back for the first time in a while as you help him hold the spacer against his face “nothing out of the norm.”
“How breathless are you out of ten?” you ask quickly as you stare at him pressing the spacer against his mouth and breathing the aerosol in, he hesitates before mouthing a 5 through the device and you nod silently
“I think we’ll hold the oxygen off until Dr Kim gets here,” you explain with a soft tone, helping him hold the device as he tilts his head back for the second dose “Captain went to get him, hang in there.”
He doesn’t respond, slowly breathing the medication in before lowering his hand and the device down. Your eyes travels between his chest and your watch carefully to count his breathing rate.
“Your breathing rate is normal again,” you sigh in relief as you grab the device off his hand “how breathless are you now?” you ask staring sternly at him
He doesn’t reply to this time, only staring at you as if he’s trying to figure you out. You start to feel conscious as his eyes stay on you for a few more seconds so you shift away from him.
“W-What?” you murmur as you fiddle with his spacer
“Nothing,” he shrugs “I was just thinking its not so bad to be sick after all.”
“What?” you snap looking at the guy with a confused expression “What do you mean?”
“At least you look at me properly when I’m feeling sick,” he responds, leaning closer to look right into your eyes “Instead of avoiding me like other times.”
“Jeon,” you call in a soft tone but before you can respond his ridiculous statement the door opens and Dr Kim interrupts you.
“Jeon, are you alright?” he asks in an urgent tone as he enters and quickly kneels beside you and presses his stethoscope against the guy’s chest “Nice deep breath in for me.”
You watch Jungkook inhale and exhale “I’m fine doc,” he replies simply
“Did he take his meds?” Dr Kim asks you and Jungkook chuckles as you nod with a reassuring smile
“Wow,” he scoffs throwing his head back “You really don’t believe me Doc, Do you?”
“Of course not,” Dr Kim rolls his eyes “Did you give him oxygen?” he asks you again
“No,” you shake you head quickly “his symptom settled after two puffs,” you bite the corner of your lips as you add “I forgot my oximeter because I was in a rush so I wasn’t sure-“
“That’s fine,” Dr Kim smiles reassuringly “you’ve made the right decision,” he nods “Since the symptoms were settled, you didn’t need the oximeter anyways.”
“Yeah,” you nod with a smile “I thought I’d call you just in case.”
“Good job,” Dr Kim patted your shoulder before bringing his gaze to Jeon “be thankful you have her to take care of you, you punk,” he scoffed flicking the guy’s forehead with his stethoscope
“Ouch,” Jungkook winces “That hurts Doc!”
“Good,” Dr Kim scolds “Captain wants to see you,” he states, and you watch Jungkook’s shoulder immediately depressing at the news “That’s gonna hurt even more.”
“Doc,” Jungkook quickly hold Dr Kim’s arm and look up at him with pleaful eyes “Cant you just tell him I’m fine?”
“I’m busy,” Dr Kim spats the guy’s hand “I have to go attend to the 6 other beaten puppies in my office.”
You chuckle as you watch the young doctor ignoring Jungkook’s whining words as he leaves the two of you.
“You’re enjoying this aren’t you?” Jungkook stands up, arms crossing against his chest
“Well I don’t particularly hate it,” you smirk, turning on your heels “Enjoy your scolding with the captain-“
“Thank you.”
You hear his quiet words and immediately pause and turn around “What did you say?” you ask raising an eyebrow
“Never mind, if you didn’t hear it,” he smirks as he walks past you and you don’t miss the way he limps his way, quickly finding the culprit being the ankle you failed to strap before the game.
“Well, I was gonna offer to have a look at your ankle,” you walk after him, quickly reaching him considering his limp pulls his pace back quite a bit “But nevermind!” you copy him as you start to pick your pace and walk ahead of him
“Wait-“ he walks quickly after you and yanks you to himself by your shirt before throwing a hand around shoulder and using your body to take the weight off his right ankle “If you let me use you as my human walking aid, I’ll say it again.”
“You’re already doing it Jeon,” you remind, left hand creeping behind him to hold his weight up
“Well,” he clears his throat as the two of you walk back to the main changing room “Thank you!”
“I didn’t quite hear that,” you chuckle, enjoying teasing him and his big ego “What was that?”
“THANK YOU,” he yells against your ear this time “Was that loud enough!” he asks in an annoyed tone
“Better!” you tease and try to hide your laughter from the guy as you both walk back to the locker room.
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The next few hours go as usual like every other game, the rushes of the guys coming and going for their treatment, while you run around trying to helping everyone as soon as possible. You feel the pressure specially tonight since you’ve promised Jiwoo you’ll go to the after game party with her tonight, and you know you’ll be late if you don’t hurry.
“Jeez, It's quite swollen!” you say as you look at Jungkook’s ankle who’s now sitting across you with his foot up the chair as usual
“No shit sherlock!” he teases, and you throw a glare at him as you search for an ice pack
“You’re slightly resembling Tae,” you state as you sit against him and press the ice on his ankle, hearing his audible wince at the cold contact “and I’m not sure how I feel about dealing another one of him.”
“Did anyone say Tae,” Taehyung snaps the door of the treatment room, entering the place with his towel hanging off his lower body “Did you call for me Sugar?”
“For fuck sake Tae, Its always wet in here,” you yell, throwing one of the towels at him “I almost slipped when I was finishing up last time,” you say through gritted teeth as you relive the memories “you’re mopping this whole place tonight!”
“Are you sure the floor was the only thing that was wet?” Tae beams with an excited tone “I mean I would mop the whole fucking field tonight if I can get YOU wet Sugar-Aahh!”
Its Jungkook’s action that interrupts the guy’s ministrations this time, the shoes he left on the floor earlier now on its merry way towards Taehyung’s face in such a quick manner, you almost miss it.
“JEON!” he cries in pain as the shoe hits the corner of his head “What the fuck?”
“Go get dressed,” Jungkook demands in a stern tone “No one wants to see your half naked body and your ridiculously large willy in the open Tae!”
“You’re just jealous of my ginormous dick which I’m gonna use to bone Suga-“ he stumbles back as Jungkook stands up and aims the bag of ice at him this time “ALRIGHT ALRIGHT EASY!” he stumbles and almost slips on his way back to the locker room
“Thank you,” you sigh, shaking your head in disbelief “How do you even live with him?”
“Not easy,” Jungkook sighs “I guess the fact that we’ve been friends since middle school helps sometimes,” he hesitates to watch you measure the tape on his ankle as he adds “Or not, I don’t even know!”
You chuckle at the guy’s statement, plastering the tape on his ankle with all your concentration.
“Did you get a scolding from Captain?” You ask, cautiously looking at the guy
“Have a guess!” he shrugs, head falling back “He said they might bench me for the first half of the game with SNU!”
“What?” your jolt in a surprised way, looking up at him “Why?”
“Because I can’t regulate my energy through the game,” he responds in an uninterested tone “They need me as the striker on the second half.”
“Right,” you nod “I guess that makes sense-“
“ANGEL!” you hear the door shutting open with a loud thud, revealing Jimin with his damp hair against the door “Oh Hi Jeon!” he waves with a devilish smile
“Hey Park,” Jungkook scoffs, tilting his head as he leans closer to you as if he’s trying to hold you to himself “Congratulations on the win!”
“Likewise,” Jimin beams in a cheerful tone “I heard you really smashed the guys from Yonsei huh!” he chuckles as he adds “I guess this is it,” he licks his lips as he continues “Us against each other again.”
“I guess it is fate,” he says, tongue poking to the corner of his cheek as he asks “what are you doing here? I assume you didn’t come all the way here to congratulate me, Park!”
“Oh, you didn’t tell him Angel?” Jimin uses the nickname with a seductive tone as he points at you “I’m taking her to the after-game party tonight!”
“Right,” he nods, eyes glancing between you and Jimin with glaring gaze “Didn’t know you’re the party type, Y/N!”
“J-Jiwoo asked me,” you stutter as you attempt to explain yourself “Are you going?” you gulp flashing him an awkward smile
“Why? you dont want me to go?” he scoffs staring right into your soul with disdain
“O-Of course not,” you refute “It’s up to you, I thought you may feel tired or something.”
“I think I’ll go,” he responds with his signature hollow eyes that you’re starting to get used to these days “Yeri said she’ll be there,” he pronounces the name in a calculated manner as he meets your curious eyes “So I should probably go!”
“Y-Yeri,” you repeat the name, remembering the owner of the name is the girl who interrupted your conversation with him the other day, along with all the half-naked Instagram photos you’ve stalked of her “Well, have fun.” You say with a sarcastic tone
“Thanks, will do!” his lips curls into a sharp smirk as he stands up and throw an unimpressed look at Jimin before turning around to leave.
Pairings: Soccer Player! Jungkook X Sports Trainer! Reader
Word Count: 2k
Other BTS members all make a cameo as well because I’m an OT7 Trash!
You work as a sports trainer, providing basic first aid and injury management for the Hanguk University’s soccer team. Going with your mundane life of caring for the dozen of guys hurting themselves in the soccer game takes a turn when one of the guys catches your eyes. It’s not his breathtakingly good looks or his muscular athletic body usually seducing girls at the campus that catches your eyes. But the action plan in your kit, indicating he is diagnosed with Asthma is what draws your eyes time and time again to the Golden Boy of Hanguk University.
Warning: Slow burn, eventual smut, Taehyung being a freaking tease the whole time, Also Jimin not letting the female MC live for one day, Fuckboy!Jungkook, Asthmatic! Jungkook , mentions of episodes of Asthma, Take your Ventolin kids, Take your medications kids!
