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[12:09 am] Ex-boyfriend!Jungkook

You observe him from across the room filled with bodies and dimmed lights. It reeks of alcohol and someone apparently started smoking inside for some reason, but your eyes only look at him.

You bite back the want to go over there, and instead take a long swig of your drink. You hate how she drunkenly throws herself into his arms, and whisper something in his ear that makes him laugh. How his fingers linger far too low on her hips, holding her body against his own.

Jungkook looks up, and as if he knew you were watching, his eyes lock with yours. Your heart does a flip, and you feel yourself squeeze the red cup in your hand. He hugs the girl closer.

You look away for a few seconds, answering a question someone in the circle you’re standing in asked.

When you look back at Jungkook, the girl is kissing and licking up the sides of his neck. His eyes are completely fixed on you, and stern look on his face hardens his features.

You excuse yourself from the group, and walk out into the patio where people mostly just talk and smoke together. Holding onto the railing, you take in big gulps of air, staring out into the dark, almost black sky. You thank whatever God that there’s no people particularly close to where you’ve decided to stand, cause you couldn’t deal with any of your friends coming to try and talk to you.

“It’s cold out here you know.. why don’t you go inside?”

Fuck

You shut your eyes, and tighten your grip on the railing. Hearing footsteps behind you, getting close.

“Y/n?” Jungkook tries again.

“I’m good, it’s not that cold. Go back inside.” You wave your hand, still standing with your back to him.

“You upset?” He asks, knowing the answer but asking anyway. You turn slowly, head down.

“I shouldn’t have come tonight..” you say, more to yourself. Moving to walk past him without sparing him a glance. His hand catches your elbow, halting your movement.

“Let go of me.” You warn.

“I’m sorry. I’m really fucking sorry, Y/n.”

You look up at him, and you feel tears brimming your eyes.

“I should never have let you go, I ruined it.. and I’m sorry.” He admits, still holding your arm.

“Yeah. You did ruin it. You need to let go, I can’t talk about this with you right now.” You shake your head, trying to peel his hand off.

“Can I call you tomorrow? We can talk?” He asks hopefully, his hard exsterior melting away by the second.

You pause. “Alright. Sober up, then call me tomorrow. I’ll consider picking up then. For now, let go.” You stare him the face harshly, and he does as you say.

He watches you walk off, pushing past people on your way. He doesn’t fail to notice how you wipe at your face aggressively as you walk. He decides then, he’ll make everything he did wrong in the relationship up to you somehow.

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[04:10 pm] boyfriend!Hoseok

“You’re really not gonna let me take you out tonight, huh?” Hoseok tilts his head, looking up at you from the couch, as you put the bouquet of flowers he got you, on the coffee table.

Shaking your head, you sigh. “Nope, we talked about this, I don’t need you to spent so much money for Valentine’s Day-“

“But Y/n I had a whole idea of what I wanted to happen tonight. I had the restaurant and wine picked out.. oh! And also-“

“Baby, you already got me all that clothes from Saint Lauren, and the shoes and the necklace.. it’s just a lot, and it’s very very expensive, Hoseok.” You sit down next to him, looking into his big bright eyes, which are dwindling with every word you speak. He pauses for a moment.

“I just wanted to spoil you, I didn’t think you wouldn’t enjoy it..” he shrugs, moving to get off the couch.

You grab his forearm to keep him from leaving, suddenly realizing how insensitive you must’ve sounded. He was just trying to be romantic, that’s all.

“Okay, wait- I didn’t mean it like I didn’t like any of it. It’s just, I don’t think you have to spend so much when we could just go for a drive by midnight, just talk and eat or something.”

He relaxes and nods.

“Really?” He asks, scratching behind his ear. You smile warmly at him.

“Yes really. Just spend time with me. I barely see you anyway with your schedule, just be with me.” You grab his cheeks to tilt his head up.

He leans forward and pecks your lips, before pulling you onto him on the couch. Laying down with you, kissing the top of your head lovingly.

“Okay, lets sleep now then. We can wake up when midnight rolls around, then we go drive around town, yeah?”

“Yeah.”

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[07:10 pm] Boyfriend Taehyung

“Oh- ow! My-shit you got it in my eye babe!” You wince, rubbing at your itching eyes, after He for the second time now, sprayed the heat defensive spray into your face.

“You told me to spray it-“

“In my hair Tae!” You sigh.

“Well sorry baby, I’ve never straightened someone’s hair before. You okay?” He asks, putting the hot flatiron down into the sink, and cups your cheeks to get a good look at you.

“Yeah yeah it’s alright-“

“I didn’t mean to..” he pouts, kissing the crown of your head, before looking at the flatiron wearily.

“It’s okay Tae, just keep going. I’m good, and you’re doing great.” You praise him, handing the iron back to him, coaxing him to keep straightening it for you.

“Thanks, but I’ll stop if I mess up again Y/n.”

He smiles at you through the mirror, as he continues. He starts humming a melody, and it echoes throughout the bathroom. You close your eyes, and enjoy the mild heat warming your scalp, and how his fingers weave through a lock of your hair every time he straightens it out.

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[05:03 pm] Assassin!reader + Assassin!Jimin

“Have you lost your fucking minds?!” Your boss yells at you and Jimin.

This mission was supposed to be only Jungkook’s. You had recklessly gone with the younger recruit, causing a scene in public that could have been avoided. Jimin being worried, had followed you as well, worried that you might be caught up in some trouble, and now you both were being scolded. Your boss had figured out that you were seeing each other, a strict violation of his rules.

“Park.” The older man on the other side of his big wooden desk barks out Jimin’s name. Jimin looks at you, before looking over at the boss.

“Yes, sir.” He nods, face blank.

“Y/l/n.” He sighs, looking at your seated figure, head cast down beside Jimin.

“Yes, sir.” You answer, eyes trained on your lap.

“You are.. some of my best people here- how in the holy mother of fuck could you be so idiotic?!” He slams his palm onto the desk.

“Sir, I apologize-“ Jimin is cut off by your boss tossing a glass cup at the wall behind Jimin’s head. It shatters, and you almost flinch at the sound.

“I get that you two are screwing, Park. But just cause she runs off to save the youngster, gives you absolutely no right to break my rules. You don’t go out and take action, unless you’re cleared for it. You got that, son?” He asks, leaning back in his leather chair.

Jimin looks to his side, making eye contact with you, sighing silently to himself.

“Don’t fucking look at her, look at me. I asked you a question motherfucker!”

Jimin looks up at him, anger bubbling inside him, and you notice by the way his fists are bundling up, and hi chest rises and falls slowly to calm himself down.

“Jimin..” You whisper, but the boss obviously catches it. Years of being in this field have made him a hypersensitive angry man, so the coffee mug on his desk also goes flying. This time behind your head. Making Jimin sit up right on instinct.

“Don’t do that shit.. that’s what’s gonna get you killed on the field.” He groans, leaning forward to catch your eye, ignoring Jimin staring him down warningly.

“What is?” You ask, feeling Jimin’s eyes on you now as well.

“You need to kill whatever this is between you. He’s a boy-“ the man wiggles his finger at Jimin, still looking at you, “you’re a woman. He’s not gonna be able to let you go so easily. You on the other hand, need to stop this before you’re gonna end up loving him too much to keep your head in the game.”

Jimin stands up.

“I’m sorry for breaking the rules, sir. But I will not stand here and let you tell us, that being together is gonna make us incompetent.”

The man scoffs at Jimin, standing up as well.

“As soon as this gets in the way of work, Park. I’ll relocate her. Don’t test it.” He warns.

“It won’t, I’ll make sure it won’t.” You bug in before the two men can get into it any further. One more glance from your boss and he nods, waving his hand at you.

“Fine, you’re dismissed. Don’t let me hear about this again.” He mumbles.

“You won’t.” Jimin assures, grabbing your hand and walking you both out of the tension of the office.

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[02:19 am] MafiaBoyfriend!Johnny

Slightly buzzed, Johnny does his best to get you untied from the chair. You’d told him that something was off this last week, and you kept noticing familiar faces in odd places, and a sense of eyes constantly on you. He’d ignored it, cause to the best of his knowledge, the deal his group had made with the rival gang was fool proof, and that no one knew he had a girlfriend that they could mess with. Turns out, he was awfully mistaken. Now he had to face the consequences.

“I’m so sorry- Y/n, I-I thought that they didn’t know we were together-“ he slurs his words, as he lets the rope fall to the floor, eyeing your red irritated skin on your wrists. This was the last thing he wanted. This is why he never brought you to public events, or let anyone they dealt with see or hear about you. To keep things like this from happening. Yet, he failed.

“Well they knew. Ok, Johnny? They knew for a whole week, and you wouldn’t listen to me when I told you that I didn’t feel safe. All this time, they’ve followed me around, and.. fuck.” You grunt, as you get up off the chair to go into the bathroom. Once you reach the mirror, you immediately notice the bruises on your jaw and the black eye that was starting to darken. Arms grabbing the edge of the counter to support yourself.

“Holy shit..” You whisper. Stomach doing an uncomfortable flip upon the sight.

Johnny enters the bathroom, standing behind you, looking at you through the mirror. His eyes look watery, but you force yourself to try not to look at him.

He feels the alcohol starts to dwindle, and suddenly he’s sobering up rather quickly.

“Y/n..” he takes a deep breath, “I wish I didn’t go out with the others, I should’ve stayed home- I should’ve been here-“

“But you weren’t. You weren’t fucking here..” you mumble, finally looking at him through the reflection.

“I am so sorry.. truly.” A teardrop rushes down his flushed cheek, and his hand runs frustratedly through his dark locks.

“I know you are..” you nod, turning to look up at him. “I was just.. so scared, Johnny.”

He reaches out carefully, trying not to hurt you anymore than you already were. Pulling you into his chest, he rocks you back and forth in his arms.

“I’m sorry.” He repeats, kissing the top of your head, another tear forcing its way out once he feels your weak arms wrap around his torso.

“They won’t get away with this, not if I have a say in it.”

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[09:44 pm] Boyfriend!Jungkook

It’s incredibly calming to see Jungkook like this. To see him be in his own little bubble.

In the dark night, being driven to the hotel that you and the boys are staying in, Jungkook Is sitting by the window in the car. He’s leaning against the door, head against the window, headphones playing music in his ears. You can barely make out the blissful smile on his lips, illuminated by the moonlight shining on his face.

He pops out an earphone, eyes still looking out of the car, and up toward the starry night skye.

“Baby, you’re staring at me.” He mumbles.

“It’s hard not to.” You admit.

“Oh really?” He asks, still not turning to you.

“Yeah.” You whisper almost.

He turns his head toward you, a cheeky grin plastered on his face. He holds his arm out for you to cuddle into his side. “Come here.”

You shuffle closer, enjoying the warmth of him.

You sit like this for the rest of the car ride.

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[04:06 am]

His skin feels boiling hot, his breath stutters in his lungs before he exhales. His whole body aches. This was by far the most vivid nightmare Taehyung has ever had. He clutches his chest, as he rolls onto his back, facing the ceiling. His other hand reaches for the phone on the table on his left. With shaky fingers he presses your contact, and puts the phone to his ear.

“Pick up, pick up, pick up, pick up..” he repeats desperately, with each second you don’t, he feels more and more defeated.

The beeping stops, and his breath falters.

“Tae.. why the hell are you awake?”

His ears perk up when the sound of your smooth yet groggy voice reaches them. His whole body seems to be sedated, at peace.

“Tae? Hey, are you okay? Is anything wrong?”

He smiles to himself. Suddenly he’s laughing softly, as a tear rolls down his face, disappearing into his hair. He clutches the phone tightly in his hand.

“Taehyung.”

He snaps out of his haze, once he realizes how worried you sound.

“Y/n..” he sniffles, “I just-I had to hear your voice..” he explains, his voice breaking before he can continue.

“What happened?” You ask, and he hears your covers ruffling on the other side of the phone as you sit up.

“I-I just had a.. very bad dream about you. I had to call, I’m sorry, I know it’s late and you were asleep but-“

“Taehyung, I’ll be there in 10 minutes. Okay?” You ask, as you get off the bed to go get some sweatpants and a jacket to quickly throw on.

He sighs in relief, nodding his head. “That’s more than okay, thank you.”

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[01:11 pm] bestfriend!Jeno

“I’m just saying, Y/n, he’s a freaking horrible and manipulative person.”

You put your pencil down, and sigh dramatically. Why did he always have to bring up your boyfriend at random times like this?

“Jeno.” When he looks at you, you continue, “we’ve been over this, him and I are working on things-“

“You’re working on things, he doesn’t care. You deserve someone who cares..” he shrugs his shoulders, letting his eyes fall down to his notes, and you do as well. Letting the conversation float in the air, knowing he’ll talk to you about it again once the homework is done.

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[04:09 pm]

Vernon gulps, and adjusts his jacket to distract himself as you reach around your head, to pull your hair, draping it over the front of your left shoulder. He can’t help but look anyway, seeing your exposed back in your low cut out dress, his heart begins to pound harder in his chest and suddenly his body feels too heated to wearing his jacket.

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[12:33 am]

Your Best friend, Johnny, called you twenty minutes ago, drunk off his ass, begging you to come pick him up from a party. So you did. The usual drunk conversation he always brings up, and always forgets about the day after, has already begun once you sit him down on your couch. He rests his elbows on his knees, head in his hands, as he mumbles. You offer him some water which he sips at before placing it sloppily on the coffee table.

“I don’t get this girl.. am I- am I not desirable? Am I just a big ugly lump of limbs? I don’t get it Y/n.” He shakes his head in his hands, looking down at your floor.

You sigh, sitting at his feet to make him look at you, “Johnny,” you put a hand on his arm, thumb rubbing it slowly, making him meet your tired but concerned eyes, “you’re the furthest thing from ugly, and if whoever she is, can’t see that, you need to look elsewhere.”

He shakes his head no. Bottom lip protruding in a childlike pout.

“I don’t want anyone else.” He whispers, looking away from you.

“Well.. maybe you need some sleep, and then we can try having this conversation while we’re both sober.. how’s that sound?”

“I can’t tell you when I’m sober.. no way.” His chest rises and falls with a heavy breath, leaning back on the couch to put some distance between you.

You furrow your brows at him, “why not?”

He thinks about it for a moment, but the intoxication takes over his way of withholding the information before it slips.

“Cause then you’d know how much I like you.” With a loud smack, his hand covers his lips, and his eyes go wide as his words register.

“Oh Johnny-“

“Stop!” His hand moves to cover your lips, and as he got closer the potent smell of alcohol circles around you. “Don’t say a word. I don’t know why I’d say that- truly I’m the biggest dumbass to ever exist-“

You push his hand off your mouth, and hold it before he can try to escape from the couch.

“Johnny.” He freezes at the gentle tone in your voice. “We can talk about it tomorrow. Then You can tell you all about how much you like me and vice verca, now lay down.”

He blinks rapidly, before agreeing to go to sleep. He allows you to put a blanket on him, and ruffle his pillow, whilst silently watching you.

“Did you just say you-you like me?”

“I said I’ll tell you about it in the morning, get some rest..” you smile down at him, planting a light kiss on his forehead, before leaving him to sleep the buzz off.

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[04:28 pm]

“Hey, you had my plans for the weekend?”

Jungkook looks up from his phone, looking at you closing your textbooks.

“Depends on what you wanna do.” He shrugs, putting the phone down, as you sit on the couch, lying down in the soft cushions, placing your head quietly in his lap.

“I mean- we could go out to the park.. uh! Or maybe go swimming, I haven’t done that in ages-“

“What I had in mind, didn’t really require for us to leave the house.” He smiles cheekily down at you, massaging your scalp, “let alone leave the bed..”

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[06:13 pm]

You and bf!Johnny send memes and roast his other members over text, while everyone is seated in the dorm living room with you.

It’s almost impossible to keep yourselves from laughing or smiling like idiots at your screens.

———

Idk why I couldn’t comment on my own post, but whatever~ someone asked if the previous Jeno post was kdrama inspired, and I felt like just putting this here as it also goes for this post:

Most of my posts are really just inspired from my own boyfriend (he reads them aloud to make me cringe, but nvm-) so ye.

-Dayna<33

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[04:57 pm]

Jeno stops by your dorm with the jacket you accidentally left at Jaemin’s party last night. He only is met by your roommate, who’s about to leave the room but let’s him in, asking Jeno to tell you to vacuum the room.

He sighed, as he hung up the jacket, before deciding to pick up the vacuum himself, doing it before you get back.

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[07:27 am]

You and your best friend Jungkook, who you’ve developed a humongous crush on, go together for the third time in this brisk early morning before your early class begins, to this new coffee shop that opened last week on campus.

You can’t help but feel your heart flutter when he smiles sweetly, telling you he already knows your order by heart.

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[11:42 pm]

Werewolf!Taehyung yanks one more time on the chains restraining him, bare back against the stone wall of the cellar. The only source of light being the little lamp hanging from the middle of the room.

You sit across the room, head in your hands as you prepare yourself for his transformation.

“Y/n?” His voice is different, darker.

“Yes..” you almost whisper, knowing he’d heard you loud and clear.

“You can leave if you’re uncomfortable, I’ve done this before. I can handle it.” His breath heavy, as he replays the violent images of past transformations from human to his wolf form over and over, not wanting you to witness it.

“No, I’m not leaving.” You shake your head, moving your hands away from your face, but keeping your eyes directed toward the dirty floor.

“Its not gonna be pretty.” He warns. You meet his now bright yellow eyes.

“I’m not leaving you, Taehyung.”

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[06:23 pm]

Walking through the front door of your apartment, you hang your coat in the closet, sighing loudly; relieved to be home after a long day of work.

“Joon, baby I’m home~” you yell into the apartment, walking with your head low into the living room and into your bedroom. It’s like you just blinked, and suddenly you’re on the floor of your bedroom.

“What in the-“ you look down to see a pile of clothes by the door, “Namjoon!”

He quickly comes running to the door.

“Sorry I was in the bathroom when- oh..” he stops, when he sees you picking yourself off the floor, kicking one of his T-shirt’s off your foot.

“I meant to clean that up, Y/n, I really was just about to-“

“Get to it then.” You huff, backing away, stumbling once again, landing on your ass when you trip over his sneakers.

He can’t help laughing, but quickly covers his mouth, when you glare up at him. When you close your eyes and inhale heavily, he knows he’s in trouble for real.

“Shit.” He mumbles.

You get off the ground and take off in a sprint towards him, but he catches on and runs off to the living room.

“Y/n, I’m sorry- just calm down!” He yells as he steps on and over the couch, with you on his tail. The chase continues and ultimately you don’t catch him, already being exhausted you give up quite fast.

“Joon, I’m tired. If it ain’t cleaned up when I get out of the shower, I’m sleeping on the couch. Fix it.” You wiggle a finger in his face.

He smiles as you walk towards the bathroom, hair a mess and steps slow. He makes sure it’s all nice and tidy for when you return, and you both fall asleep quite quickly after that.

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[09:36 pm]

“How was you first kiss? I don’t think I ever asked you about that.” Jisung asks, smiling at you, causing you to shift on his bed uncomfortably as the question is asked.

“Well, you never heard of it cause it never happened.” You answered, quickly chewing on a few chips when you see his eyebrows rise onto his forehead.

“You’ve never- how haven’t you told me?” He sits up on the bed.

“Mmmhmm~” you act as if you’re trying to speak to him, pointing to your chip-stuffed mouth, shrugging you shoulders.

He cocks an eyebrow at you, snatching the bowl away, before you can shove anymore in your mouth.

“I’m your best friend, how do I not know you haven’t had your first kiss.. unbelievable.” He shakes his head, looking down in thought.

“It just never came up.” You replied.

“Why haven’t you?” He asks, looking up quiestioning look on his face.

“I guess I just haven’t met someone who’s wanted to kiss me, or who I’d wanna kiss. Simple as that,” you clarify, “now hand that back.”

“Nuh uh, not until we talk ab-“

“There’s nothing to talk about, Jisung- chips please-“

“Y/n.”

“Fine!” You throw your hands up in defeat, “I didn’t wanna tell you like this, but sure, here goes; I couldn’t kiss anyone cause I had a very stubborn and persistent crush on you, and no one could change my mind.” You throw the words out, feeling your heartbeat quicken as you realize what you just did.

“Y/n..” he stares at you wide eyed, and all you can think off is shutting the topic down as fast as humanly possible.

“Forget I said that, thank you. Chips.” As you reach forward, his hand catches your wrist, and you freeze. Looking up into his breathtaking eyes. Feeling your cheeks heat up. Jisung starts leaning in, after his gaze shifts from your eyes to your lips, his mouth parting slightly. You don’t lean in, but you let him lean in all the way, before his plump lips gently touch yours.

You start kissing back, feeling his hand on your wrist loosen and instead gently hold onto the back of your neck, holding you against him. Before the kiss deepens, he pulls off. He smiles to himself, as he opens his eyes to see yours still closed, knowing you’re processing what just happened.

“Open your eyes, Y/n.” He giggles, and you swear that you felt your heart do a full on somersault before your eyelids flung open.

“So..” He mumbles, rubbing his thumb along your jaw, “how was that for a first kiss?”